I Played the Role of the Adopted Daughter Too Well

“Bring me a quill and red frog poison.”

“Red frog poison? It’s a pretty potent neurotoxin, isn’t it?”

Viola only flinched inwardly. The gaze hidden behind Zenon’s smile was burdensome because it felt like everything was being penetrated into her heart.

She knew it because she saw it in a novel, but it was also a little scary.

“Butler. What is your role in this family?”

“My role is to help and monitor the princess.”

“Then stick to that role.”

Zenon nodded his head and bowed his head.

“You are right.”

He straightened his back and smiled.

‘Stick to your role.’

It was a very Bellatus sentence.

“It is expected to take about 12 minutes.”

And when exactly 12 minutes had passed, a knock was heard. There was not even a single second error. The magic clock made by the magic master of this era, which does not allow an error of 1/10,000 of a second, showed her that exactly 12 minutes had passed. She got a little goosebumps.

“Quills and red frog poison. I also brought a notepad in case you needed it, princess.”

“Good job.”

Viola sat at her desk and thought about tomorrow’s work. There were not many normal people in this family. That’s how the worldview was. Most of them were twisted and broken characters. It was the same with Vicen, the Fifth Prince whom she would meet tomorrow.

‘A killing machine that kills people innocently and without malice…’ He was trained that way from birth.

She was portrayed as having no guilt about killing people. She even went so far as to say that she was naive and kind.

“Tomorrow.”

The real story would begin the next day.

Viola bit her lip.

‘Survive.’

She decided to do her best.

***

Viola straightened her dress in her non-retirement stance. Her cloth touched her hand. When it touched her hand, she felt the soft texture of silk as if it would melt. It was a red dress. The bottom hem was not that long, so there was no discomfort during activities.

She was waiting for Vicen. He was eight years old. And at the beginning of the novel, he was also the person who would become Viola’s most annoying competitor.

‘Ha.’

It seemed that the time had come.

Knock, knock.

A knock was heard.

“Come in.”

The door was open.

The blond little boy walking tumbled was Vicen, the aspiring murderer and her one-year-older brother.

‘He is… cute?’

Viola almost laughed at the appearance of a little boy in a suit with suspenders.

‘No. Let’s not be fooled.’

That guy was Vicen. A true murdered.

It was not possible to slow down the tension.

There was no smile on Vicen’s face.

“I hope you don’t make the mistake of thinking you’re my sister.”, he said.

But Viola knew. That figure was not the true form of Vicen.

⌠Before entering Viola’s room, Vicen clenched his fists and thought.

‘Let’s show a scary side.’

He made up his mind to look like Kundo, the 3rd Duke.⌡

Viola, who saw that as disrespectful, got into a fierce fight with Vicen. Both would be seriously injured. From there, the relationship between the two began to tangle. However, Vicen’s words were not sincere.

Because Vicen actually wanted to have a  sister.

⌠“My older brothers and sisters all have younger siblings, but I don’t have one.”

So, Vicen always looked forward to having a younger sibling. Then, Viola was adopted but “Isabella, Vicen’s mother, said.

“Low-birth. That child does not deserve to be your sister.”

“Why?”

“It’s a lowly thing that doesn’t inherit Bellato’s blood. That child is not your sister, but a sacrifice.”

“Then can’t I say hello?”

“You can do it. Make sure she knows her place.”⌡

Viola, who knew all about the situation, grinned. That little boy who pretends to be bloody and scary was actually a murderer in a cute position who wanted a younger sibling. Crucially, Vicen was very weak in verbal fights.

“If I’m not your sister, what am I?”

“That…”

What did her mother say? Ah, right!

“You are a sacrifice.”

“I see.”

Vicen seemed a little taken aback.

‘Why aren’t you angry? Are you stupid? Can’t you get angry even if you’re ignored because you’re stupid? Then I’m very disappointed.’

He thought she’d rather be angry. Because it’s not like Bellato to bear insults.

“Why aren’t you angry?”

“Do you want me to be angry?”

“I insulted you. Then you should be angry.”

“Wait.”

“Hhuh.”

Vicen looked at Viola, blinking his eyes. He forgot his initial attitude that he should look solemn and brutal. With his gun-filled eyes he observed Viola.

‘What are you trying to do?’

Stroke!

Something passed him. And for a moment, Vicen flinched.

‘What?’

He looked behind him and saw a quill pinned to the wall. He felt a sharp pain in his cheek.

“Wow.”

He touched his cheek.

“Good throw!”

He was genuinely amazed. Vicen was convinced that Viola had thrown the quill with very precise aim. Just to touch him very slightly. However, Viola’s heart was not like that.

‘Oops, that’s a mistake.’

Since she wasn’t in her original body, she wasn’t completely used to it yet. She tried to scare Vicen by throwing it aside, but she hurt Vicen’s face.

‘Oh, are you okay?’

The tip of the quill was sharp, and Vicen’s cheeks were so sore that she felt like crying.

‘Wow, if I did something wrong, I could have been in real trouble.’

Her heart thumped hard. What if she accidentally poked him in the eye?

‘Besides, why does it fly so fast?’

It didn’t even look right in her eyes. Fortunately, Vicen didn’t even scream and she didn’t get angry. Rather, he seemed satisfied with Viola’s reaction.

“Did you warn me?”

In an instant, cold sweat ran down Viola’s back. The narrowing of his eyes was like a flash of madness.

“Funny Dong, no, it’s a sacrifice!”

Viola asked again, desperately grabbing her trembling legs.

“It was fun?”

“Huh. The warning was staggering.”

A carefully calculated trajectory, faster and sharper than an arrow. Everything far exceeded Vicen’s expectations.

In the eyes of Vicen, there was no hesitation in Viola’s hands. They said that she was born without a fleshy surname, and that seemed to fit. It wasn’t Viola’s intention, but he could feel the spikes coming from Viola.

“I like it!.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

“Can you hug me?”

Vicen opened his arms. Even with his arms outstretched, he’s short and small, so he looked like a cute doll! Viola almost cried out. so she just stared at Vicen for a while.

Finally he asked with her kind eyes.

“No?”

Hugging at Bellato didn’t just mean hugging. The act of hugging an opponent in the Duchy of Bellato was a kind of search to analyze the body shape and identify weaknesses of the opponent.

Viola nodded her head.

“Okay.”

“Hee hee hee.”

Vicen hugged Viola tightly.

“I like you. I’m curious who will be the better killer. lol.”

He recognized Viola as his competitor.

Viola’s heart felt heavy.

‘Well… I did it.’

Vixen’s recognition meant be recognized as a rival in the brutal race for succession.

“Let’s do well in the future. Hi-Hi.”

Hearing those terrifying words, Viola felt her body stiffen.

But then a voice came from behind.

“Hello, prince Vicen, how are you? This is Zenon, the butler assigned to the youngest princess.”

Zenon, neatly dressed in a suit, was smiling.

“Huh. What?”

“Because the Duke allowed the princess ten days.”

She was told not to be touched for ten days.

“So?”

“I’d appreciate it if you could step back.”

A mysterious atmosphere formed between the two.

“Nope?”

“Then I have no choice but to file a formal report.”

“Report?”

“Yes, I took on the role of the princess’ butler, as well as the role of watcher and reporter.”

“Watch? Report? Why?”

“It is award-winning. That composure at that age.”

Vicen scratched his head.

“Isn’t that usually a secret?”

“I can’t take orders to keep it a secret.”

Zenon continued with a carefree smile.

“Anyway, I have the right to report. Of course, I don’t really want to report it.”

“Sheesh.”

Vicen released Viola. His face was full of big smiles.

In the meantime, he blew out his deadly flesh towards Viola. It was a look full of curiosity and joy.

Viola felt as though her sharp aura was piercing her lungs. Indeed, he was like a murderer.

Once again she swore.

‘Let’s make him take my side.’

If she failed, it was clear that he would come after her with his sword, rain or shine while laughing Actually, it was like that in the original. Such progress was to be expected if nothing changed.

Vicen shook his hand.

“See you again. Dong… no. Sacrifice!”

Phew.

He almost told her he was her brother. Controlling his surprised heart, Vicen went outside.

No. Actually, he was about to get out. He couldn’t walk and collapsed.

“Uh uh uh, the world is spinning.”

As he lay down, he muttered and lost his consciousness.

“Am I flying!”

It seemed that the poison of the red frog had finally spread.

Viola stared blankly at Vicen. After all, he has an incredible resistance to poison, so he would wake up soon.

“It was a splendid welcome. It’s a perfect victory for the princess. If you had wanted to kill him, prince Vicen would have died today.”

Zenon came closer. Purple hair similar to Viola’s, and a kind smile. However, it was difficult to read the strangely shining eyes.

“Is that why you asked me to get a quill and frog poison?”

“Right.”

“By the way, Princess.”

Viola deliberately put on an arrogant expression but inside she was afraid.

‘If he asked why I asked him to prepare this in advance, what would I answer?”

She knew everything because she was a possessor. So she told him to prepare ahead of time, otherwise she would be witch-hunted.

However, Zeno’s next words were not such a question.

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