I Thought a Villainess' Divorce Would Be Easy

A smile so confident that Rosa was momentarily speechless. She wondered what on earth this lady was. Rosa quickly followed Anthea, who seemed to be walking lightly but was quickly going inside. The servants and knights also followed one after another. Even though she was humming, as if asking when she had cried, she continued to answer in an attempt to scold her.

 

“It will put pressure on the master. At best, the Viscountess. It’s like coming into this noble and traditional Duchy and throwing mud on it.”

 

“So are you going to send me back?”

 

When Anthea turned around, the flowing hem of her dress, made of a thin, flowy fabric rarely worn in the North, drew a circle. The place where they stopped was in front of the small carriage used inside the Duke’s residence. Rosa was left speechless by Anthea’s eyes sparkling as if she would not get on the carriage regardless of her answer. At this point, it was a situation where people would be crying and making an uproar. However, rather than crying due to her intimidation, Anthea timidly tilted her head while adjusting the shawl on her shoulder.

 

“Can you not do it, Duchess?

 

“Are you sending me back home?”

 

“When did I ever say that!

 

“Don’t frame people!”

 

Anthea smiled at Rosa, who was quickly getting angry, fearing that others might misunderstand after only hearing part of it.

 

“Then you don’t have to be taught. No matter who points a finger or gets criticized. Even if it means putting pressure on the Duke family.”

 

Even though she showed a harmless smile, Anthea’s eyes revealed clear emotions.

 

“I’m a Duchess, I can do it, right?”

 

While Rosa was speechless, Anthea tightened her shawl and shook her head.

 

“I’m a little cold. Can I come in now?”

 

Anthea, leaving Rosa who was so shocked that she couldn’t say anything, grabbed Arthur’s hand and got on the carriage. Just before her door closed, her maids were seen hurriedly clinging to the maid, Jean, who was staggering around with her face turning red.

 

‘What should I do if I get upset like this?

 

It’s just the beginning… She pretended to be so pretty, pretended to be innocent, pretended that only flowers bloomed in her head, and lived a peaceful life in the count’s house, so it took some time for her to calm down. Her goal was divorce anyway, and her additional goal was to play the role of a villainess. Rosa’s threats were misdirected. Her opponent didn’t know that.

 

“I expected it, but he really hates me. It’s been a while since I felt nervous. ha… ..”

 

Anthea realized that she was overly excited and she took a deep breath. Although she now had many knights who sympathized with her, she would gradually become disillusioned with Anthea, who carried out her evil deeds within the Duchy. Until then, she would take her side by saying that she would not allow her maid or her maid to gossip about Anthea. Then, the knights she admired would be even more displeased with her taking the side of the mean and foolish Duchess, and her servants would spread even worse rumors, her reputation would go down forever, and Anthea would look down on her for even leaving behind some of her meals. She may put in some extra effort, but if she’s good at it, it’s one way she could easily go down her villainous path without much effort. It didn’t matter even if this prediction turned out to be wrong. Even if she used Rosa well, her and Anthea’s small mistakes would be magnified and spread many times over. If she added just a little bit of her intentional bad behavior, she would have already earned the title of a rare and foolish villainess.

 

“In that sense, please take care of me, Rosa.”

 

She waved her hand slightly at Rosa, who had already moved away and seemed to be her dot. Now that she was a little more relaxed, she turned her head to another window to get a good look at the Duke’s mansion.

 

“Really… It’s big.”

 

She saw a mansion made of pitch-black wood and brick in front of a huge cliff-like wall that was endlessly long and gloomy. She seemed to be several times the size of the count, but Anthea, who had already prepared herself through printing, took the effort to accept it calmly. A place where she would be taken care of for the next six months and where she could act evilly when necessary. Meeting the original male protagonist, the Duke, was not far away now.

 

“Hey, it’ll be soon. Let’s laugh, we have to laugh.”

 

No matter what she was thinking or what she was feeling at the moment, Anthea could smile whenever she needed to. Anthea, with a bright smile instead of her immediate gloom, made a promise while holding both of her hands tightly.

 

“I can do it. If I just play the villain properly, everything will be perfect.”

 

When she got off the slowly stopped carriage, there was once again a long line of workers. 

For this large mansion to run smoothly, there must be a lot of people using it. Although the number of servants and knights seen in front of the main gate was considerable, there were also quite a number of people staying in the mansion. A little curiosity was shown towards Anthea, who was observing the situation without getting off her carriage, but everyone remained in their seats without any disturbance. How could so many of these people stay in their places in such an orderly manner? Rosa’s abilities as a head maid seemed to be good. 

When Anthea did not get off, the owner of the house, who looked quite old to her, approached her. Anthea showed a slight hesitation, wondering if she had delayed too much, but then she smiled her characteristic innocent smile.

 

“Hello.”

 

“Welcome. This is Jean Spencer, head butler.”

 

“Oh, I’m Anthea Lanfis. I was in the care of Count Leslie.”

 

At Anthea’s innocent self-introduction, the old butler smiled sweetly as if he were seeing his granddaughter.

 

“I see. We welcome Anthea, who will take on the last name of Gwyntede from today.”

 

“Oh, yes. Thank you for your welcome.”

 

“I will serve you with the utmost respect for your hard work on the long journey.”

 

Unlike Rosa at the front gate, the attitude of the butler of the house who greeted Anthea in front of the mansion was friendly. Since there were no special events scheduled until tonight, Anthea followed the guidance of the house owner, Jean, without any worries and entered the mansion. As the butler of the house said, the employee’s attitude toward Anthea was extreme.

 

As Anthea expected, he was faithful to his duties without any major incidents. Even as she was politely held by several maids and her body was washed, she left her body in peace, thinking it was the three gentle ladies. She felt so relieved that she even dozed off halfway through. She was half-asleep, and when she opened her eyes, all kinds of dresses and accessories were being put on and put away repeatedly.

 

Rosa could be so confident because she prepared so many dresses and accessories. 

However, it was nonsense for a married lady to mess up the only two things she brought with her, but if she complained to the duke, he would sigh and say that it was left to the head butler or the head maid. The Duke would be away from home often anyway, and the people Anthea would deal with were employees staying at the mansion.

 

Among them, Rosa was an important villain. If Anthea tried to exercise her rights without taking responsibility, Rosa would spread malicious rumors on her own and the Duke would run smoothly. Then, when this news reached the Duke’s ears and a strong female protagonist appeared, he took care and scolded her. Then happy divorce!

 

No matter what you think about it, it was the position of the Duchess, a wicked woman who ate raw food. Instead of being worried about her future, she was so excited that she fell asleep easily. In the original, the maids, who did not know what to do, left Anthea, crying and locked in her corner, entering as if she was being dragged alone, forcing her to wear a suit of appropriately chosen dresses.

 

‘It must have been surprising to Anthea. On the first day she arrived, she had a formal ceremony.’

 

Because she already knew, Anthea quietly followed the lead of the maids. Once her dress was chosen, opinions were divided on the jewelry, and once her barely-fitting jewelry was chosen, opinions were divided again on her makeup. Anthea, who had never even experienced an indirect marriage, was amazed by her maids’ enthusiasm, as if it were their own wedding. She wondered what kind of effort they could put into her face, which wasn’t even visible with the veil down anyway, but Anthea didn’t interfere with it.

 

While she was doing this for a long time, she didn’t even know how many hours it was, her surroundings seemed to become dark, but she suddenly became brighter. Only then did Anthea recognize the existence of the magic stones embedded in her wall.

 

‘It’s crazy. Who puts a magic stone like that?’

 

For a moment, Anthea had a rough thought without realizing it, but she worked hard to calm her expression and make a smiling face. Considering the number of magical beasts that the Duke’s knights and the Duke slay each time they go out and the number of caves that could mine magic stones, it was almost worth laying it on the floor instead of on the wall. Every year, the Emperor asked the Duke for a high-quality magic stone. As mining was increased to meet the quantity, the amount of low-value gemstones actually increased. Thanks to this, a significant number of ordinary magic stones were being treated like candles in the Duke’s house. However, it was a transaction between the imperial family and the dukedom. The only ones available on the market are low-quality magic stones collected from magical beasts captured by mercenaries.

 

‘The Emperor is also very greedy. I don’t like the duck that lays gold, but I’m worried that the duck might swallow the gold, so I just think about watching and trapping it.’

 

This was also the reason why the Duke was given a woman from a external family who would not help him expand his power as his marriage partner.

 

‘They take what they can and do what they oppress, and the duke doesn’t even care, just beats them up.’

 

Anyway, he was a very unsuitable male protagonist. However, was it because of his appearance that both the real heroine and the original Anthea like the Duke? When she saw how handsome he was, the corners of his pouting lips twitched with anticipation.

 

“Ma’am, you look so pretty every time you smile.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

Anthea never lost her innocent smile even as she thought her worldly thoughts.

 

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