The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (102)
Episode 102
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“The marquis’ patience is amazing to have raised such an innocent young girl over and over again.”
“What did you just say?”
The Marquis of Windrose, Irene, raised her eyebrows. It was Count Citrine’s salon.
It wasn’t long after the death of her daughter, Marquis Windrose, who had been living in and outside the country, returned to social gatherings.
One day in the spring, he saw Elodie from the countryside and mobilized all his contacts for her debut.
And in order to fulfill my duties as a chaperone, I also visited various gatherings to make my feet swell.
In particular, gatherings with the various ladies who had been close friends were almost essential.
Among them, his relationship with Countess Betty was not bad.
Sometimes people behave rudely, sometimes make mistakes, and sometimes say things that show their insides, but I still thought that they were pretty sarcastic to Irene.
In the first place, even when Ophelia was alive, she showed kindness to my daughter so much that I wondered if she would be so pretty.
That’s why the Marquis of Windrose couldn’t have been more tolerant.
Rather than being firm, she was weak and affectionate.
After losing my daughter, I was only interacting with people I knew.
Today’s meeting was an embroidery meeting. Each of them brought a thread or needle to be sewn into the frame, and they were chatting and joking around with their hands.
Irene trembled as she put the needle into her frame.
Countess Betty seemed to pause for a moment, but she did not back down. It was an attitude that was strangely supported by evil.
“Unfortunately, in the royal palace, unmarried virgins are saying embarrassing things that are difficult to put into their mouths…….”
“What are you talking about?”
“You didn’t know? That’s Lady Emilia. I met Cavalier well and the stock price seems to be skyrocketing these days, but I attended the royal ball with great momentum and didn’t see myself pretending to be good enough, so I mixed a couple of words, so I couldn’t put it into words at other girls… … .”
“Eh, Millia?”
“Yes. Shamelessly, you said you didn’t know how to bow your head once? Not everyone has a lot of backstory. The Marquis Lady has a very kind heart. Even now, without knowing the grace, did you even pretend to turn your head towards the marquis? The Marquis, who raised such a girl as a child, is truly amazing.”
“…….”
“It’s obvious, what? When the Marquis looks after Lady Elodie, her heart is twisted and she openly expresses her anger… … .”
“Hey, what did he say?”
“Ah, I should have taken care of the weak Marquis.”
Countess Betty smiled sadly, as if made up.
The Marquis gasped. How he interpreted the wide-open eyes, Countess Betty set aside the handkerchief embroidered with her and opened her mouth.
“Don’t be shy. They said that they made fun of the other girls by mentioning the name of the dead Windrose girl.”
“Smile, uh…… ?”
“Yes. Honestly that… … If Yeong-ae’s situation is a bit, that is, would it be a little awkward to be invited to the royal ball? We’re talking, but you know, Marquis. Young Sir Brahmanduff does no favors to anyone, is he?”
Countess Betty’s tone of voice was unusually sharp.
“Since we had some natural conversations about the young-ae’s plight, they couldn’t stand it even once and caused a riot. It was so rude that I couldn’t even speak. My poor daughter came back crying.”
Perhaps that part was the real thing. Normally, though, she knew how to pretend she didn’t know in front of Marquis Windrose.
The words, once uttered, could not be stopped.
“Oh my God, how hurt that soft-hearted child must have been…….”
“Hey, what’s the kid’s situation?”
The Marquis Windrose’s voice trembled.
Countess Betty opened her mouth with a chuckle, knowing what the voice meant.
“Oh yeah…… You don’t know that the Marquis is kind-hearted, so she just looks at her heart and supports someone like Elodie Young-ae, but what… … Is there anything honestly plausible about Lady Emilia?”
The sound of the Marquis of Windrose taking a quick breath was heard.
“Even now, it must be obvious that he is still relying on the favor of Sir Brahmanduff, at least in part. When it clears up, what… … That’s it. A parasite that originally lives on the favor of the Marquis Windrose… … No, excuse me. Were you a foodie?”
“…… Gee, live insects?”
“Well, I think it must have been a very direct word for the weak-hearted Marquis, but to be honest. I think the Marquis should have made it clearer about Lady Emilia’s plight. Otherwise, how could I have been so stiff without knowing my plight?”
The Marquis was seized with a feeling that her tongue had hardened. I was out of breath.
“Are all nobles of the same rank the same? The Marquis, who had no manor, a poor title, and who was like a wanderer on the streets, was graciously brought in by the Marquis. If you look at it, isn’t it the same as not being even commoner?”
Countess Betty spoke without hesitation before the Marquis, who was frozen by my words.
“Right now, even if I say I’m making my debut and trying to support Lady and Lady, it’s just a cover. Where is the nobility without honor, wealth, or dignity? In the world, there are lines that one can dare to cross and there are lines that cannot be crossed. … .”
The Marquis was gripped with a sense of dread.
Are you kind? I?
“Still, I was a child and you raised me with Ophelia. So, I must have misunderstood that it was okay to hold my head stiffly in front of the noble nobles. I won’t, because that’s why it’s a problem… … .”
You said I was soft on him? While others tell him he’s a parasite that lives on the marquis?
I remembered Emilia, who was smiling with sullen eyes. The hand that ended up holding out the handkerchief while inventing cruel words as if stabbing myself with a dagger.
Black eyes as clear as tinted glass. Eyes that were thin and thin as if they were about to crumble, yet dark as if they were swallowing up any color.
Ah, the kid knew.
My brain went white.
Did everyone, everyone look at him that way? The kid continues to be treated like that… … ?
The Marquis grabbed the hem of my skirt with trembling hands. A buzzing sound like flying flies spread through my head.
What I found out was clear. There was a tea party in the royal palace, and there was trouble between Emilia and other noble girls. Ophelia’s name came out… … .
I knew the tea party existed. It was she who made Elodie ready.
But that was all. Other than that, nothing was said. The Marquis thought with a blank mind.
But, but Elodie didn’t say anything to me… … .
After the royal tea party, Elodie pauses for a moment to the Marquis, who asks if anything happened, but just smiles kindly as usual.
‘Yes, everything was fine’
Did you just smile like that?
“What I am saying is, well…… I’m telling you because that arrogant lady seems to have a bad influence on him, Lady Elodie.”
“…….”
“Well, my daughter was worried about Lady Elodie even after she cried like that. Lady Ophelia, even if it was unavoidable, Lady Elodie… … You’re a girl with a bright future, aren’t you? The Marquis relied on me more than anyone else.”
I did not know that I was being compared in that way.
“…….”
“therefore…… Marquis?”
I didn’t know it on purpose, on purpose.
The Marquis trembled at the tip of her lips. Countess Betty, seeing her pale face, called her back.
“Mrs. Marquis? Are you feeling ill by any chance?”
After meeting again on purpose, on purpose, I did not recognize Emilia’s news even after the day of the debut prom. I didn’t even ask to look for it. deliberately neglected
If I find out, I’m afraid I’ll follow you. I’m afraid I’ll go and grab the skirt and cry. I’m afraid I’ll hang around ugly and be despised by him again.
What if you really hate him and don’t come back here again? What if that girl thinks of Ophelia even for nothing because of me?
Just hold your breath a little, a little, until the anger subsides a little, then… … .
then?
Even if you didn’t know, you were out of sight. Even if I didn’t think so, it was a deception.
I know the sin of ignoring a child back then. I thought it was my own fault. Others thought they wouldn’t. It was an illusion.
Everyone was often sick and didn’t open their mouths in front of the good-natured Marquis, but the sins she didn’t know were already everywhere.
Countess Betty’s eyes were so unfamiliar.
Usually, I just talk a little bit and sometimes I’m frivolous, but I thought people weren’t bad. I really thought that she was someone who really liked Ophelia.
I thought that daughter was also suitable as a young girl to share with Elodie in a similar way.
His tongue was so stiff that he could hardly move his mouth. His whole body was stiff like a kokeshi doll.
The words Countess Betty spoke with genuine contempt.
‘A parasite that lives on the favor of the Marquis Windrose.’
You mean that little girl, at that time, had lived by hearing those words?
That Otome Game’s Bad End