The Viscount looked at Rebecca without saying a word for a long time and then opened her mouth.

"I always gave you the best Rebecca. But what did you do?"

"father...."

"Are you cheekily betraying me and moving on your own? Do you think this is a topic for you?"

"... ugh."

Rebecca sobbed. The Viscount twisted her lips and reproached her.

"Didn't I always tell you, you idiot? The only talent you have is that face! So, don't even think about using your hair, and obey me!"

Rebecca's lips trembled as she bowed her head. His teeth trembled at the insulting words.

But there was no choice but to live. Just like when I was a child, I got down on my knees and prayed.

"You still haven't always figured out the subject! I've always struggled with coveting Gerrol's."

When the name Gerol appeared, Rebecca's eyes changed. She lifted her tear-mangled face and looked at the Viscount.

"I just wanted to be favored by my father more than Gerald. .... So I...."

"Hahaha! You're talking funny, Rebecca."

The Viscount laughed out loud as if he was going to die for fun, and then said with a frown on his face.

"There is no way you, the girl, could be more favored than Gerol! Where is the incompetence that can't even get the emperor's favor...!"

Tedler licked his tongue and laughed at his daughter.

He gave orders to Camilla, who was standing behind Rebecca.

"You take Rebecca right now."

"Oh, father! Please, just once...!"

"Do you think I am a fool? Enough to believe in you again? I was an idiot who believed in you, the girl in the first place!"

The Viscount's determination made Rebecca nervous.

With her knees on the floor, Rebecca crawled and hugged Viscount Tedler's legs.

"Let go of this!"

Viscount Tedler moved his legs to separate her, but the more he did, the more Rebecca clinged to her.

The Viscount looked around and found a wand and picked it up.

That moment. A scene from her childhood flashed through Rebecca's mind.

He was familiar with his father, who was threateningly threatening with a wand.

He even handed over the wand to his younger brother.

Gerol in his memory followed his father, wielding a wand, and Rebecca, a young girl, curled up like a snail.

It was when Viscount Tedler was about to wield his wand loudly.

widely!

Camila, who was standing behind Rebecca, stopped the Viscount's arm.

"What is this...!"

The Viscount widened her eyes as if in shock. Rebecca also stood up as if waiting. Then he pushed the bastard away.

"Hey, you cheeky...!"

Viscount Tedler glared at the two with an angry expression. His body, which had lost his center and staggered, for a moment leaned and collided with something.

puck!

There was a loud noise, like a pumpkin breaking.

Rebecca's eyes fluttered like a candle in the wind.

"Ugh...!"

The Viscount groaned as his head hit the corner of the low chest of drawers.

Blood began to drip from his head.

Viscount Tedler reached over to the desk. In the direction of his trembling fingertips, there was a table paper used for calling servants.

It seemed like he was trying to call the knights who were waiting on the first floor.

But the first thing that touched the table bell was his pale, slender fingers instead of the Viscount's thick hands.

Rebecca shoved the bell away from her father's reach.

The Viscount opened her eyes and looked at Rebecca.

"Anyway, if I scream, you... Oops!"

Viscount Tedler's words did not continue.

It happened instantaneously. Rebecca covered the Viscount's mouth with her palm and embraced her father, who had fallen.

"...."

Just now. Camilla, who held out the handle of the dagger towards Rebecca, quietly looked down at her hand.

Camilla's hands were empty.

"father...."

Tears fell from Rebecca's cheeks. It was tears of consolation for the father who was killed by his daughter.

"....!"

Viscount Tedler glared at Rebecca in disbelief.

It was hard to believe that the person smiling like a snake in front of her was Rebecca, whom she had ignored since she was a daughter as weak.

Rebecca smiled and cried more than ever.

It looked bizarre, like a broken doll.

"Dear Father, go to Hell and wait."

Rebecca tightened the hand holding the dagger and pushed it further in. The Viscount's agonizing moans were crushed in the palm of her hand.

Rebecca whispered softly like a snake.

"Unlike my father, I will follow you after enjoying heavenly beasts."

"... Oops!"

"If I go there, I will take revenge on my father forever... Enjoy the rest of your time and wait."

* * *

"You mean Viscount Tedler is dead?"

"Yeah, they said an assassin broke in."

Raphine, who was having breakfast, frowned at the sudden news.

'I am not a person who will die so quickly...?'

How was it in the original? In fact, too many things have already gone wrong to compare with the original.

"Then what happens to the nobles who followed Viscount Tedler?"

Olivia answered Raphine's question.

"I heard that the son of the Viscount immediately gathered the nobles under his control and held a meeting. It seems that he is thinking of leaving the investigation to the Imperial Castle and starting with inheriting the title."

"If you are the son of the Viscount...."

"Have you ever heard of Gerrol Tedler?"

"I've seen them pass by at a banquet."

"He's a bit stupid to be Viscount Tedler's son, but he seems to be gaining the trust of the nobles under his control. Because the Viscount favored his son so much."

"yes?"

"Yeah. But there is another problem."

"What?"

At Raphine's question, the two maids sighed. Christine frowned and said.

"Empress Rebecca. He was already in detention, but I heard news that his father was murdered... There is sympathy going on."

"It's sympathy...."

"Empress Rebecca has been saying that since she heard the news, she hasn't eaten anything and just cried. So I think there is a more reaction like that."

"Amazing, really. To get sympathy for doing something like that...."

The two maids vomited in anger.

"Hmm...."

Raphine touched her chin and fell in thought.

The nobles who followed Empress Rebecca will see this as an opportunity.

The power of the Viscount, which he regarded as an enemy, would be weakened. That's why I created a sympathetic theory that didn't work.

'At the beginning, the Empress had a good image in the social world, so they must have expected it to work.'

Furthermore, due to the emperor's order, details of the reason why the empress was detained this time are not known.

On the surface, it was a situation known to the extent that he just lashed out at Raphine.

Maybe that's why, without knowing the inside story, there were nobles who secretly raised the resentment of Empress Rebecca.

'The Crown Princess ignored Empress Rebecca, so she endured, endured, and uttered abusive language.'

The emperor immediately tried to correct the rumors about the story, but Raffine stopped him.

Taking care of the rumors about the imperial family and correcting them one by one didn't look good, and it could cause animosity.

Anyway, Raphine was overflowing with leeway.

'If you do, you can edit the video later and spread it.'

Only abusive language related to Her Majesty the Empress was edited out.

'by the way... Who the hell killed Viscount Tedler? The Empress would have been imprisoned, so it would be impossible....'

Is it Geralt Tedler, the son of the Viscount?

Or the Temple of Atium?

* * *

Sepia Palace.

Empress Rebecca, the owner of this place, looked out the window with a face full of sickness.

She was the image of a daughter mourning for her father who died without a hitch.

In fact, Rebecca was saddened by her father's death more than anyone else.

'It's a very sad and regretful death... '

I was going to kill him in a useful situation, but I didn't know he would kill me so desperately.

According to the plan, Viscount Tedler would have to die with a great stigma.

For example, the stigma of being the culprit who killed the Crown Princess.

Anyway, Raphine was something that had to be removed someday. Even for Antonio, who is strangely obsessed with that girl.

He was a child who would be a fatal blow to Antonio, who would one day become emperor.

But... Unfortunately, the Viscount did not fulfill his role and died ordinary.

I'm sorry, but I couldn't help it. After all, for the role of 'the murderer who killed the Crown Princess', it's okay to use someone else.

Of course, there was one good point.

With this, Antonio had no one to turn to but himself.

'Anyway, Geralt Tedler, that idiot can't do anything.'

Rebecca twisted the corners of her lips and smiled.