She tried to hide it, but suspicion was still aroused.
But she was still able to make up for it. After living with this demon for over ten years, it was not the first time she had made him angry.
She was able to gain trust after every time she prayed and prayed again. And, that was the best way to conduct.
Even though She had to bow down and pray in front of the devil. She could endure that much because it was to punish the devil.
“I’m sorry, father. Ah, it was because I had a nightmare. So I was scared. I was so scared. I won’t do that again. Please forgive me just this once.”
Ayla pretended to be scared and clung to Byron’s leg and begged. She felt like she was going to shed tears because of the injustice of doing this to a guy who wouldn’t be relieved even if he strangled her right away, but it actually made the acting feel more realistic.
The pathetic sight of Roderick’s daughter, whom she hates, crying with tears in her eyes. Isn’t this enough to satisfy Byron’s distorted judgement?
“nightmare? Because I had a nightmare…”
Her prediction came true, and his sinister approach seemed to have melted away a little bit.
“Well, that…” “It was such a scary dream of being abandoned by my father.”
A nightmare where she were deceived to for the whole of her life, used to the fullest extent possible, then murdered once he finished his goal.
It wasn’t a total lie. Except that it wasn’t a dream; rather, it took place in the future.
“My daughter forgot that dream quickly. There is no way I would abandon you.”
That’s correct. Not yet, anyhow. She still needs to complete a few things. She’s still useful in some ways.
“Are you forgiving me?”
“Then. You are my only hope. So I hope something like that doesn’t happen in the future. Because you are the only one who can end this father’s revenge. If you neglect training, this father will be very sad.”
After finishing speaking, he brushed Ayla’s hair with a gentle hand again.
Meanwhile, a sumptuous meal was prepared for Byron.
“Now, go back to your seat and eat, too.”
He took his hand away from her head and made a gesture as if he were swatting away an annoying fly. Ayla barely managed to relieve the rising nausea and returned to her original position.
Byron had no right hand, therefore the servants who were seated next to him were serving him. Cutting a steak that seemed delicious and pouring a glass with wine that was as red as blood.
It was a bit too heavy for breakfast or lunch, but Byron’s meals were always like this. He loved meat, therefore he always made fresh meat for him.
“Well, okay. Is it antelope steak today?”
“Yes, master. This is an antelope I caught this morning.”
Byron elegantly put the steak the attendant had cut into his mouth. Looking at his face, which seemed to be savouring the taste of meat with his eyes slightly closed, made her feel nauseous, so Aila quickly turned her head to her plate.
“It’s nutritious and delicious, but there’s not enough fat. As expected, beef is softer and more delicious. is not it?”
“Yes, master.”
“But what can I do? “I can’t ask for fresh beef in these mountains.”
Byron sat crookedly, leaning his arm on the armrest, and took a sip of wine with a dissatisfied expression.
‘You turned out to be a great gourmet.’
Ayla ridiculed him inwardly as she sneered bitterly. She had a thought but was unable to express it loudly.
It was clear that Ayla had in the past used bean pods properly. Even though She saw herself running away from place to place and taking this luxurious life for granted, She thought her father was perfect.
Byron mentioned her, as expected, when she was concentrating on using the antelope steak, worried that the spark would fly on her back.
“.. Haha. If I want to eat my favourite beef like before, my daughter will have to work hard, right? I hope I can train quickly and finish avenging your father. “Only then can I stop hiding like I do now.”
It was a sight to behold. It was a line he couldn’t help but laugh at.
If it were like before, ‘I should try my best for my father.’ I probably promised that. To listen to this and laugh it off only now, after knowing everything, really required a lot of patience.
But Ayla showed such patience and smiled brightly.
“Yes, father. “I will work hard.”
At her immediate response, Byron smiled happily and concentrated on his meal again.
Byron’s meals always took a long time. It may have been because he felt uncomfortable without one hand, but the bigger reason was that he enjoyed his meal very leisurely.
Ayla’s meal took longer than usual as she struggled to understand the uncomfortable situation, but Byron enjoyed the flavor of the antelope meat for much longer than that.
Thanks to this, even after finishing the meal, She had to stay in her seat for a long time until Byron got up.
“Then just wake up, my daughter. “I believe she will work hard from afternoon training.”
After a while, Byron stood up, elegantly brushed his hair, and spoke.
Even though he said he would forgive, it was a way of speaking that made people feel uncomfortable until the end. If she were her old self, how excited would she have been by those words? She must have been wondering how she could relieve her father’s anger and make him happy.
She felt so sorry for her foolish past and was glaring at him as he left the restaurant when she saw something shining on Byron’s waist.
It was a dagger.
A large violet diamond is encrusted in a scabbard lavishly crafted from platinum.
The dagger she used to kill Rodrik
In the end, it was the poison, not the dagger wound, that took Roderick’s life, but the memory that her biological father was killed by the dagger she swung remained in Ayla’s mind.
She went back in time and returned to the past, and even though all the things she had done were gone, they were still vivid in her memory.
It felt like something was rising inside her.
She didn’t think anything of it before, but after learning about Byron’s pathological obsession with Ophelia, that dagger looked different too.
It seems to symbolise Ophelia, with smooth silver hair and kind purple eyes.
She thought it was a bit of a leap to associate Ophelia with a dagger that was just metal, but it was a problem she couldn’t just ignore.
The elegant and delicate workmanship also seemed to resemble Ophelia’s feelings. When added to the image of Byron, who cherished that dagger and did not allow anyone to touch it, the disgust only grew.
Ayla couldn’t wait to take the dagger from Byron right now. He was not worthy of having that dagger.
Although She didn’t know exactly what happened between the three of them—her parents and Byron—
Considering Ophelia and Roderick, whose gazes were full of affection for each other, it was surely Byron who intervened and unnecessarily interrupted the relationship between the lovers.
Not Roderick.
“Lady.”
As She was glaring at Byron’s waist, who was disappearing as if flames were spewing out of his eyes, Cloud spoke up.
“Time for afternoon training, miss.”
“Okay. I’ll go.”
It’s not time right now. She still has time to wait, hold her breath, and gather strength.
Ayla clenched her fists and followed Cloud. It felt like she could hear the sound of teeth grinding.
She also spent time in the afternoon doing assassination training with Cloud.
It was a class where she studied where to aim to end a person’s life with a human body model in front of her or tried swinging a dagger.
It was a fact that Eila already knew, but if she showed herself doing too well at once, she would arouse suspicion, so she did not forget to show her not being good enough.
However, She didn’t know what Cloud or Laura would say to Byron if she did it half-heartedly, so she took the class with her eyes shining with enthusiasm.
Pretending that she couldn’t do something as easy as breathing was very tiring.
She couldn’t remember exactly what level she was at when she was twelve, but fortunately, there was no significant change in expression on Cloud’s blunt face.
It didn’t seem that unnatural.
She had a simple dinner separately in her room. The reason was that Byron was busy with a meeting.
It was nice to be able to eat alone without having to look at his disgusting face, but all she could think about was how fantastic it would be if she could sneak into Byron’s room and listen on the meeting without being noticed by Laura.
“Don’t be sad, lady. Because the owner is busy, we have no choice but to eat separately. She asked me to tell the young lady that she was sorry.”
“… Okay.”
Actually, that wasn’t what Ayla was disappointed about, but after seeing her expression, Laura spoke soothingly.
It was always like this. Even though he pushed her around so hard that she was scared, she immediately became friendly, as if she had always been like that. Everyone, including Byron and Laura.
As a young girl, she was accustomed to these situations and was always anxious to see what they were thinking.
“Our master is really merciful. He forgave the young lady who only did half of her early morning training because she overslept. “You know how much she loves and cherishes her, right?”
He would never have pardoned her if she had done it. Laura remarked, her eyes widening as she shook her head.
“So from now on, you should try to live up to your master’s expectations, right?”
