The Villainess Wants to Marry a Commoner!! (WN)

"And even so, I'm the second or third generation of colors collectors right now.

Ursh, you tell me as I flaunt the report that I have finished reading.

"Heh? Second or third generation? Colors collectors, are they handed down?

"Yes, I think I just said," I don't have any money in the Viscount because of the former Viscount's squandering habits, "but I said the use of that money was a place of detention, because it had disappeared into the expense of what was needed for the kidnapping. When the former Viscount was in charge, there were disturbing rumors going around the Viscount Hilson family...” Viscount Hilson seems to be collecting illegal slaves or people who have grabbed him ”. At that time, the former Viscount will do whatever it takes to investigate the mansion. I cut it off and got an entry check for the gendarmes, didn't I? I couldn't find anything, though.

Eh. I mean, my predecessor, the Viscount, was also a colors collector. Is that what you mean?

"But you're saying the rumor was true, right? In the course of the conversation. I wonder if they moved the victims somewhere else instead of the mansion, gathered them somewhere else outside the mansion from the beginning... where the rumors came from?

"Maybe he was ordered to take care of the victims at the time, a servant or something? I asked my past servants to find out if I could talk to them, but I couldn't find one.

... let's hope the servants escape somewhere and live in hiding and secrecy.

"And when I say the former Viscount's wasting habits, I'm not in debt. Besides, it's odd that you don't have enough money to have to get assistance from your wife's home, even though you should earn a lot of money for the official duties of the King's Capital in the Kingdom of Roseal. It's unnatural. It's extreme.

If you're not in debt and you go serious as an official, would you save a lot of money? I do think so, but...

"Sorry, Mr. Ursh. Basically, I don't know how much the Viscounts earn... Is it unnatural that you don't have that kind of money?

"Right... first of all, do you know that the nobility of the Kingdom of Roserial has a tax exemption that says direct taxes on kings? Well, if you have a territory, you just have to fit part of the estate tax into the royal family. Oh, Viscount Hilson doesn't matter because he's a legal clothing nobleman who doesn't have a territory. So you don't have taxes. That and the job description is the official position that deals with administration. I mean, you're a high-ranking bureaucrat. I don't know if it's in another country, but it's about four families of townspeople living a year on a monthly basis, isn't it?

Can you make that kind of money? That would be unnatural. Instead of cutting cuts, you can save up and earn your money.

"There's nothing extravagant about it, but there's no money. Looks like the people around you were rumouring that you're surrounding a lot of mistresses or spending money on weird hobbies you can't tell people. Well, I'm guessing it's a weird hobby you can't tell people.

"Still, the Viscount Hilson family is unusual to be obsessed with twelve colored hair people from generation to generation.

Didn't a decent prince show up on the way...

You don't have to pass on that weird hobby preference.

"What the Viscounts actually wanted was twelve colored hair people. The spell that used them was what I wanted. The place of confinement was a temporary livestock hut for the so-called spell material.

... people who become the ”ingredients” of the spell?

Are you using the people you gathered as ingredients?

"Mr. Ursh... I'm going to take a seat. I'll be right back.

"Huh? Yeah. There you go.

When I get up from my seat, I run down the stairs.

I went straight out of the workplace and took a big breath... yelling (ho) as much as I wanted.

I yell and exhale all sorts of feelings in my chest.

Honestly, if I stayed in the workplace like that, I could have ravaged and destroyed all sorts of things with anger towards the Viscount.

Keep yelling until you feel calm.

I shouted until I felt better, so when I changed direction to go back to the workplace, I met Paul, who was a poker, and two of your men.

Apparently, Mr. Paul was having tea outside with our man.

With a little awkwardness, I bowed my head gently to the two of them and went back to your waiting workplace, Ursh.

You greet me at work, laughing with a slightly troubled look, Ursh, tender my shoulders.

"Isabella, are you feeling calm?

"Yeah. Let me interrupt the conversation. I'm sorry, Mr. Ursh. Calm down, please continue the conversation.

When we get to each other's original seats, Ursh, you keep talking.

"In the first place, when I first heard about Colors Collector from Isabella, you wondered, if you're obsessed with twelve colored hair people and collecting them, why did you bother creating a place of confinement in the mountains? That."

Why didn't you choose to be in the mountains... because it's a safe place where people can't see you?

"What do you care? Not in the mountains?

"There's nothing wrong with you... you can't go and see your collection when you want, in the mountains away from the king's capital? Maybe this is my bias. Wouldn't someone who collects something want to keep the collection at their disposal, spread the collection whenever they want, watch and nibble while they drink?

No... I think that's pretty prejudicial... but I know what you're gonna say.

The collection is flavorful because it ”owns” something that I like, so it doesn't taste good if it's not in a position to reach it immediately.

If you are an official in Wang Du and have a family in Wang Du, you cannot go to the mountains to see the collections you have collected.

I don't feel comfortable managing the collections I collected until I took the risk in the mountains that I couldn't easily get through.

Besides, I have to hire someone to take care of me.

"So I wonder if it's not the kidnapped victims themselves who are obsessed or inclined to something that those people bring... So, the result of the investigation was a spell. Look, you're wearing a creepy pig-headed curse on your head, too, right?

"But aren't you busy and you don't have time for a spell?

"He shouldn't do it. There are also spellmen in the Sorcery Division of the Kingdom, but there are also a lot of people who say that they are not such genuine spellmen and are lurking in the back society.

The word "legitimate spellman” sucks.

I have an image of all the magicians lurking in the back society.

"Eh, you mean Viscount Hilson is connected to the magician behind it?

"That's right. I was wondering if you were going to call it a family business with a ban or a curse or something? They were provided with the bright-haired people they gathered. There's no such thing as an ancient superstition in the world of spellmen, that black magic and spells using humans with twelve brightly colored flavors are more powerful. Actually, it doesn't matter what color hair color it is. It's a small community, so I guess the old idea of saying so is still rooted in it.

"So you believe in superstition and gather people with twelve colors of hair, and you say you're sacrificing those people... I'm kidding."

Squeeze, fill your mouth with Mr. Paul's prepared tea treats and pour them in with tea all at once.

Bad behavior, but the bottom of my stomach is boiling down to the point where I don't even care about that.

I want Viscount Hilson and the sorcerers of the back society to put down a stern hammer.

"I have more bullshit news for you... The Viscount Hilson family is looking distressed on the face of it, but the fact is, the Viscount doesn't have to marry the Viscount politically or get assistance from the Viscount's parents because he has the hidden property he gained from his dealings with the magicians.

"... to?. Then why did you pretend to be in trouble or marry your wife politically?

"It's the other way around. I approached you pretending to be in trouble to marry your wife politically. Isabella saw the Viscounts in the game, didn't she? What did they look like?

Heroin's half-sister, Viscount Hilson's sister-in-law of the Villain's Order.

Their charades...

"My sister Migliana is long with dark green straight hair. My sister Barbara is yellow-green... green and yellow-green?! Two of the twelve colors!!

"Yes. When you really can't get green or yellow green, it's a stock. There's no one in there with green hair and pink hair... blue and water colors, too. The Viscount has beautiful bright green hair. Hey, the Viscount's own thin blonde hair, so it's not weird if the child's hair color turns into a green mixture.

The Viscount kept his wife, mistress and real children beside him with the feeling of keeping them in stock!!

"So, back to the beginning of the story... The Viscount asks me to be separated and to bring my sisters across to the kingdom of Deanna. Because the kingdom of Deanna is advancing in medicine and discipline about it, hey, superstition that says it works better with the color of your hair (nagging) laughs with your nose. Is it safer than this country?

I nod back to your story, Ursh.

If I ask you so far, I think that's the best I can do right now.

I want you to get out of Viscount Hilson's house as soon as possible.

"And I'm a heroine parent and son, and it's like my heroine mother was going to leave King's Capital with my sister after giving birth to heroin in the first place. He said he was sorry to his wife and kids because he had a married child. But one day, all of a sudden, my dear sister disappeared.

She grew up in an orphanage with her sister, but the orphanage must leave at the age of twelve.

Leaving the orphanage before her sister, she thought of saving some money and picking up her sister, working as a laundry lady near the orphanage, but meets the Viscount at one point.

I don't know how much detail followed, but she gave birth to heroin at fifteen.

My sister went from the orphanage to see her sister's child every day, but disappears on her way home.

"So the heroine's mother can't leave the king's capital. One day when my sister comes home, she won't have a place to go if she's not in Wang Capital. Besides, it's because the Viscount is running out of hands to find your sister. Well, I kidnapped the Viscount.

When I get up and run out of the room, I jump down the stairs and go outside the workshop.

I can roar... scream, scream, roar.

To the mother of heroine who keeps waiting for her missing sister and stays in the king's capital.

To the Viscount, who thinks for her parents and lives crying without consulting anyone about her wrongdoing husband.

One day you might lose your life with the ingredients of a spell, to the sisters of the Viscount who burn their anger for their mother.

And he continues to take and endure all the anger of his sisters, to his aunt's next heroine (Marieta), who is targeted as an ingredient in the spell.

Different feelings about them pushed me over and I no longer know where my emotions are going.

Are you angry, sad, pitiful, or sweet?

I wonder where the blue-haired guy who was there went to tell me that Geese was being targeted.

Plus, who were there before that?

You greet me silently, Ursh, as I return with a tired, squeaky (soggy) face.

Going around the entrance to the room, you stroke my back without saying anything, Ursh, as I nodded on the spot.

"Mr. Ursh, I don't know what I'm feeling right now. I don't know what it's like to be a mess.

"Oh well. Can I cry? Isabella."

"Yeah. I can't cry. Because I'm just a third party listening. People who really want to cry don't care are patient. They cry, they cry, they get angry, they want to get rammed up. People endure it. The right to cry belongs to them. So I shouldn't cry.

"Yes, if Isabella decides that, that's fine. But don't be too patient. Whether it's about someone else, there are times when you want to cry, and crying doesn't deny me Isabella.

With that said, Ursh, when you sit beside me, you turn one arm and wrap my shoulder and head around softly.

Keep it tight, Ursh, and I'll have you talk to me.

"I, Master Chris, may have figured out a little bit how I feel. There were hard and painful people out there, and I knew it. I want those hard people to help those who are suffering, I want to help them. I wish I had a righteous ally to save those who are suffering.

"Oh.... I'm not on the side of justice, but only in this case, I'm going to end it as soon as possible for my own purposes. So I'm not going to make any effort to converge this. So don't worry about Isabella.

"It's not for the hard and painful people, Ursh. Sounds like you. I'm not on the righteous side, either, for not being able to say” I'll be on the righteous side ”like Master Chris, and not being able to abandon the desire to wait for someone to do something about it.

And then you, Ursh, said, "Unlike Master Chris, we are cunning creatures who cannot live just for the sake of others. It's a race that's not for the hero of the story or the heroine." I laughed quietly.

Right, Ursh, you're a supporting character, and I'm a villain's lady.

We can't be at the center of each other's stories and we're not good for it. Is that all right?

Let us do everything we can within that role, where we don't have to be the lead.

Let me show you the bottom line of the sidekick.

"With that said, Ursh, what is your purpose this time?

"It's about kicking the heroine family out of the king's capital so Isabella doesn't get involved with heroin. Clear up all the problems and ask them to leave the king's capital, as Mother Heroin had originally planned. You can use your good offices. As long as you're in this country, the heroine will be admitted to the School of Magic, but at that point, the hero's (heroine) settings are far from the game, right? Think it's more effective to change the settings and circumstances of the protagonist of the story than to change the settings and circumstances around you.

Mr. Ursh... you're always thinking and acting for me. Thanks.

What the hell can I give you back, Ursh?

"I, Ursh, you've been doing a lot of things for me. Is there anything I can do to get back to you, Ursh?

"Isabella's already had a big impact on my life, so it's good. Think I'm paying you back.

No, I didn't mean to have a big impact.

If it's affected, I think it's Ursh's own way of accepting it.

Confused, Ursh, you grin sadly at me.

"I'm still not telling you about what Isabella gave me right now.

"... ooh.

Ooh.... got a weird reply.

"...” Ooh. "Isabella... hehe.

Shit, it's so embarrassing...

But Ursh, you laughed at me, okay?

That sad smiling Ursh, because you didn't like anything.

Welcome back, Ursh. Your smile.

... but, Mr. Ursh, stop being so bumpy.

Time to stop laughing? It wasn't as funny as laughing, was it? You know what?

"Well, then, may I ask the Viscount to withdraw... for the purpose of” us "?

"Heh, heh. Right. Let's make sure we don't get into trouble later.

I tried to throw a round at the adults in the Knights and the Sorcery Division, but I stopped.

For what we want, for what we want.

Viscount Hilson (you) will surely crush with our hands.

Come on, it's time for pest control.