I Thought a Villainess' Divorce Would Be Easy

Of course, Anthea wanted to accumulate evil deeds. Even though she threw away the cookies, it had to be a minor act of evil mixed with the calculation that it would be okay because she would have dinner an hour or two later.

 

“When does the work day end?”

 

The answer came from Julie, who was standing nearby.

 

“After I watch the lady’s bed, I eat the leftover food from the kitchen.”

 

Eating leftovers? What era was this? When did she eat breakfast and dinner then? If she ate before going to bed, she couldn’t digest it. Plus leftovers? Any leftovers? Seeing Anthea looking confused, Ellie tried to wrap her up nicely.

 

“Since the owner came, there is a lot of meat left, so everyone is happy. Do you too?”

 

“Ah yes.”

 

“That is correct.”

 

It’s not like she was raising a dog in the countryside, so she couldn’t believe she was eating leftover food for dinner. This was Anthea’s point of view, and in reality, she was feasting on untouched noble cuisine. Perhaps thanks to the memory of her eating a full stomach, the maids’ gaze towards Anthea softened somewhat. Anthea felt guilty about the maids’ attitude. Even though she said she was mean, they couldn’t even protest once.

 

‘My lovely protagonist was like that too.’

 

She was so upset when she scolded him for stealing chicken and didn’t give him a dinner snack. Anthea decided to take a step back as she saw the situation between the dog and her maid, who couldn’t eat even a cookie as she wanted unless her owner gave it to her.

 

“If you want to do your job properly, you have to eat something. Ask the chef to cook it fresh.”

 

“Hey, ma’am. The chef is currently busy preparing dinner…”

 

“Julie, please go ahead and bring me the dessert I made on my own excuse. Then you don’t have any complaints either?”

 

Everyone nodded, and Anthea felt that staying here would only make her feel uncomfortable, so she immediately turned around and came out. From that day on, cookies and bread with honey and butter began to be introduced as snacks to the workers. Thanks to this, the maids praised the high-quality snacks they got to eat every day rather than Anthea’s harsh words. Once again, evil deeds were transformed into good deeds. Anthea, who heard about this later, had no regrets about her evil deeds. As long as she was with Nathan, she would just stick next to him and all the eyes would be glued to her, and that was enough for her.

 

Doubt. Curiosity…

 

Various perspectives would create rumors, so as soon as Anthea woke up today, she went to look for Nathan. She thought that Nathan and her knight, who had traveled a long way without stopping, would rest for a few days and recover from their travel before returning. Arriving at the vacant lot in front of the garden where the carriages were lined up, Anthea walked towards Nathan, who caught her eye without even looking for him. Nathan, who would normally have smiled brightly at the sight of Anthea, seemed busy giving instructions to the driver. A man who focused on work was cool. Every time Nathan checked the paper, the coachman bowed his head and accepted it, then got into the carriage. Now that she thought about it, did the carriages carrying the wedding items return that way?

 

“Brother, aren’t you already passing away?”

 

“No way. Anne, are you here to see me?”

 

When Nathan approached her with a worried look on his face, he greeted her rather warmly. Unlike her maid, who still reacted favorably to her embrace as if it were natural, the eyes of her knight, who was guarding her, became fierce.

 

“Wouldn’t it be a big loss to return with an empty carriage?”

 

“I’m still planning to bring in special products from Gwyntede territory.”

 

“Okay. Then I guess you can stay for a few more days?”

 

“Yes. “I won’t be able to stay too long this time because my mother is curious about you.”

 

Nathan said as if he would come again at any time. Anthea was moved by Nathan’s attitude as if it was natural that they would meet again even if they couldn’t come.

 

“Brother, I really like you.”

 

Nathan responded by hugging his back to Anthea’s deep hug, which went up to her heels and hugged Nathan’s shoulders. Anthea’s platinum-blonde hair was blowing in the wind and caught up with Nathan. Seeing the two of them so close that they couldn’t be more intimate, Julie looked around without realizing it, and Ellie couldn’t take her eyes off her even as she fanned her flushed cheeks. At this time, the carriages standing in a row split left and right in a hurry. In the noisy atmosphere, even a large bell rang. Except for Anthea and Nathan, who were confused and confused, the employees of the Duke’s house ran out in perfect order. Anthea and Nathan, who were unintentionally standing in the center, were taken aback by the cloud of dust rising from the front. The sound of horses’ hooves started from far away and quickly became closer. Nathan, who was pulling Anthea into his arms even more in fear of being surprised, clearly saw the presence of a black bear riding on a jet-black horse.

 

Richard Gwinted. The duke, who would not return until a month later, returned in less than four days. There were no special events covered in the original work during this time, so there was nothing Anthea could guess. The horses stopped nearby and knights wearing black bear skins jumped out. Because of the weight of the weapon, the sound of hitting the floor was heavy, as if a piece of metal had been dropped.

 

“Greetings, master.”

 

The people who lined up greeted the owner who suddenly returned without making a single mistake. Richard got off his horse before anyone else and threw the black bear skin at the head deacon who was standing in front. Perhaps because it was quite heavy, the old butler stumbled slightly. From before he got off his horse until he took off his skin and threw it away, Richard’s bright blue eyes did not leave Anthea and Nathan.

 

She couldn’t figure out why Richard came back at such an unexpected time, so she became anxious for no reason. Anthea’s heart pounded loudly as she unconsciously cowered due to anxiety. As if reading Anthea’s anxiety, Nathan, patted her back and a laugh escaped from Richard.

 

“Ha.”

 

It was clearly a laugh, but his face was so cold that you could almost believe he was a statue. The end of the lips, which seemed blunt, subtly twisted, and a cave bear’s voice, more intense than before, came out gloomily.

 

“I’ve been away for a few days, so I wonder if my new bride has attracted a man.”

 

‘Hey? In the original, your role was to quietly watch whatever I did until the main female lead appeared, right?’

 

When Anthea’s face showed bewilderment rather than embarrassment, Richard silenced her. From the moment he received the letter from the maid, Richard’s mind was filled with questions. The only content important enough to send to Richard, who was subduing the demon beast, was the story about Anthea from beginning to end.

 

Anthea Lanfis.

 

The emperor, who jokingly asked how long he would leave the position of hostess empty and said that if there was no partner, that he would find her instead, was the one who immediately recommended her to submit a marriage proposal. As he looked at the marriage vow that had been stamped with the emperor’s seal, he realized that even if he refused it, he would only end up raising his hands in a war of nerves. He immediately sent Anthea Lanfis the letter of marriage proposal, and still remembered the few lines he received from her informant. Anthea Lanfis had Count Leslie as her guardian, and although she was from a viscount house, she was only bought with money and was actually a commoner. He thought that, like the emperor, he had chosen a person who was useless but could still save face. Among the information was information about his fiancé. He hadn’t read any information about Nathan Leslie other than his name. Afterwards, the written information was reviewed appropriately and discarded. Perhaps Count Anciana could have refused due to the presence of her fiancé, but in that case, the emperor would have taken action. The only case in which this marriage does not take place would be Anthea Lanfis’s death. As expected, the opponent did not make a foolish choice. When he met Anthea, who had been welcomed as his bride, she was indeed as beautiful as written in the report. Even if the woman’s appearance was beautiful, it was not enough to move Richard’s heart. Rather, the vivid freshness of the green eyes she encountered for a moment stuck in his mind. He was worried about the first night because she seemed to cry a little during the informal wedding. Unlike his fear that she would get scared and cry, she even smiled kindly as she looked into Richard’s eyes, which others avoided. Her body was excessively soft and weak as he held her for the first night out.

 

As Annthea exposed her slender body and cried, her body tensed to the point of strangeness and his strength went out. When he encountered a demon beast for the first time, his senses were similar yet different, and he was unable to pinpoint his exact feelings. 

It was an amazing experience that different thoughts came to his mind while he was subduing demonic beasts. Even though he couldn’t concentrate, the direction the sword was pointing was sharper and more accurate than usual. At this rate, it could have been shortened to ten days instead of fifteen days.

 

‘Then I can see her sooner.’

 

Suddenly, Richard realized that this was the feeling of longing that other knights had been talking about. When the subjugation was prolonged, Richard did not understand the knights who sighed, saying that they missed home or that they missed their families. For Richard, home was a place where he put down his weapons that needed repairing and stayed until the next subjugation battle. All conveniences were provided, so the only feeling was that it was more convenient compared to inns or campsites. But this time, strangely enough, he couldn’t wait to go back to the mansion. When he returned to the mansion, he was able to see Anthea, who looked into his eyes even though she was so fragile that he was afraid to touch her.

 

He couldn’t wait to go back.

 

As he thought about it without realizing it, the sword in Richard’s hand drew a sharper trajectory. Now that he was used to handling his snow rabbit, Richard’s craving grows little by little.

 

Meanwhile, a letter from Rosamail, the head maid, made Richard very uncomfortable.

 

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