The Villainess' Ending Was Death

She wasn’t close to Lauren from the beginning. Strangely enough, Fresa’s memories were quite fragmentary. She couldn’t remember much about her childhood after her reincarnation.

Since she was reborn, she seemed to have grown up normally and forgotten what happened a long time ago. Although it was a natural phenomenon, she still had some doubtful memories from time to time. Sometimes, when she was young, she was with someone she had never met somewhere other than Thorpe Manor. Perhaps it was a memory from her past life, but Fresa was sometimes haunted by her strange moods. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t remember what that memory was and there was no other way to find out.

Anyway, the Lauren that Fresa remembered was definitely a kind person from the beginning. She had been abused, both mentally and physically, and was left a sore body. Fresa had her wounds cleaned.

‘Don’t be nice to me.’

Fresa understandably hit Lauren on the wall. Lauren was a character who didn’t even have a single line in her original work, but she deviates from the original because she shouldn’t be close to anyone else if she doesn’t want something terrible to happen to her.

‘Why? My lady is still young. She needs adult help.’

Lauren smiled sweetly as she held Fresa’s hand, which was coldly pushing away from her. Lauren was always kind to her, despite the relationship between her employee and her employer, simply because Fresa was still young and needed to be protected. Maybe Lauren didn’t have this attitude towards her original counterpart, Fresa?

For the first time in her life, Fresa had such hopes. As if her predictions were correct, she wasn’t given any particular restrictions even though she stayed close to Lauren. She even deliberately conducted an experiment just in case, but there was no penalty for anything involving Lauren. Lauren was thus more like family to Fresa than her own family and was the only person she could open her heart to.

It was a breather to escape for a moment from the villainous role of this bleak original. She ended up having Lauren’s help until the end, so Fresa’s fan wound was quite bulky for her.

‘So I’m going to move for Lauren.’

Of course, if her current plan went well, she would ultimately be helpful to Lauren. Fresa pondered her memories with Lauren as she stared blankly into the sea of ​​still cold air. Being Lauren, she would definitely interpret her message and come here.

Fresa wanted to meet Lauren alone, so she had Lycaon board the ship first. She saw the dark sea slowly becoming brighter. As the sun appeared above the horizon, everything was a scarlet glow.

“Miss!”

It was at that moment that she heard a welcome voice.

Fresa smiled at Lauren. Lauren suddenly came to stand in front of her. She was panting weakly as she ran all the way here.

“I knew you would come too, Lauren.”

“How have you been? How is your body? Or any side effects…”

As always, Lauren started by asking how Fresa was doing. And she even looked around at Fresa, who looked fine at first glance. Fresa shook her head to indicate that it was okay and took out her business.

“We will soon set sail for Paro Village. I came to see you because I had something I wanted to say before that.”

“Yes, please tell me.”

Lauren quickly calmed down and waited for Fresa to speak.

Fresa said, looking straight at Lauren.

“I heard that the Thorpe family is in bad shape right now. What is Lauren going to do next? Most of the people have already left her mansion.”

“I am… It’s okay, lady. I am more mature than you. I have some money saved and I plan to go down to my hometown.”

“Your hometown?”

“Yes, where my parents are.”

Fresa frowned.

Lauren was smiling, but she really didn’t think it was a good plan. Lauren’s parents always hoped that she would quickly marry a village man and settle down. With a suitably older man who she didn’t love.

‘I can’t leave it like that.’

Fresa had a plan in mind, but she didn’t bother to tell Lauren. Even if she offered to come to the pharmacy and work together, it was clear that if she were Lauren now, she would refuse.

Lauren was kind and sweet, but she didn’t want to be a burden to Fresa. Even before she pretended to be dead, she had asked him to come with her several times, but Lauren had shaken her head and said she couldn’t do it. Fresa, who had carefully collected her thoughts, was soon holding onto both of Lauren’s hands and whispering earnestly.

“Just wait a moment, Lauren. You can trust me and do that, right?”

“Yes? But lady…”

Baaaang.

The ship’s horn sounded, announcing departure.

Fresa gave Lauren a light hug before stepping behind her, she said.

“I’ll go now. We will meet again soon.”

“Yes… Stay healthy, lady. Please take care of yourself.”

Lauren’s eyes turned red.

Fresa looked at her for a moment and then turned her back on her without any regrets. Since she would see her soon, there was no need to leave a big, regretful goodbye like last time.

Fresa boarded the ship, leaving Lauren behind.

* * *

When she arrived in Paro Village, Fresa was able to see Zed, who had died of estres in just a few days.

“You don’t know how hard it was for me…”

Zed greeted Fresa and Lycaon with a haggard complexion.

“Has business been that good?” Fresa asked as she patted Zed’s back.

“It’s not that good. It’s been a few hours since all the medicine I made was gone.”

“Zed, don’t be so harsh.”

Lycaon pushed Zed to the side and spoke coldly.

Zed looked aggrieved, but he didn’t really refute it. Fresa felt the sadness of not being able to confront her superior, so she internally sympathized with him.

“Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zed. Take a rest tomorrow.”

Fresa decided to give Zed a day off.

Since the medicine had already been sold out and had to be remade, the pharmacy was scheduled to be closed for a day or so.

“Thank you…”

Zed then muttered quietly, as if he had lost some time. Fresa checked the pharmacy once and checked the most important income. It was so meticulously recorded that she felt glad she had left it to Zed.

‘Sales have increased several times.’

Sales of bald ointment increased several times compared to before leaving, and Park Ha-soo was no slouch either. Since the guild master of the home-buying guild would be visiting soon, I thought it would be okay to show him this indicator.

“So, how did things go with the home-buying guild?”

Zed, who was adding explanations about various sales, asked a question. Fresa glanced at the ledger once more, folded it, and answered.

“The guild master has decided to come visit.”

“You mean all the way to Paro Village?”

Zed asked again, looking a little surprised. Fresa nodded her head and looked alternately at Lycaon and Zed.

“Both of you, get some rest for today. Lycaon, in particular, will need to work harder tomorrow.”

“Resa, if it’s okay, would you like to eat together?”

Zed looked like he wanted to run away right away, but Lycaon did not. Even though they were so attached, he still wanted to be together. Fresa thought that Lycaon was a very kind person, but he shook his head.

“I want to do that, but there’s a lot of work to do. Next time.”

“Yes, definitely next time. Let me know if you need help.”

“It’s okay because I’ll just take care of the herbs and prepare the ingredients for tomorrow.”

Lycaon made it clear that he wanted to stay, but Fresa resolutely sent him away.

The bustling pharmacy quickly became quiet. Fresa then let out a deep sigh that he had been holding in and opened the bag he had brought with him from the kingdom. Inside the bag were clothes and a large leather pouch.

Fresa took out her pocket and opened it. It was filled with numerous gold coins.

She decided to reveal her existence anyway, so Fresa sold her jewels she had taken from the Thorpe family to her jeweler. As a result of diligently taking care of her share so as not to be taken away by her family, she was able to obtain such a large amount of money.

‘This will be enough to expand the business.’

Fresa’s ultimate goal was to grow her business beyond this small town, to a kingdom and empire. There would be no need to worry about the financial issue if the money earned so far, the money generated from selling jewelry, and the support of the guild for purchasing a home were assured.

‘Now I need to grow more herbs and make medicine.’

She had to sell more before the guild master came.

Fresa closed her leather pouch and headed toward her basement. While Reese sat on her shoulder and worked, she kept him company and helped him grow herbs.

Thanks to this, Fresa’s abilities became stronger little by little. She seemed to improve the more she used it. She was a good thing for the Fresawaris.

As Fresa became stronger, her contract partner, Reese, was also recovering her strength easily. She had used up all her herbs the previous time, so her once dreary basement was soon filled with the scent of herbs.

“The ingredients preparation is roughly finished.”

Fresa wiped the sweat from her forehead and muttered proudly.

“Good job.”

“You too, Reese.”

She had to rest today and make medicine again all day tomorrow.

Fresa, exhausted from all this time, came to her and stretched her arms up and came out of her basement. And a few days later, she came to Paro Village, just as the homebuyer guild master had promised.

 

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