A Painting of the Villainess as a Young Lady-Chapter 138

Violet briefly furrowed her brow as she assessed the situation. One maid, trying to collect herself from the ground. One young nobleman, dressed up ostentatiously but somewhat greasy. And between the two of them was…

“Lady Alesia?”

“Cough!”

“If someone tells you not to do something, you should just understand and back off!”

As Alesia exclaimed, even Cairn watched her with interest.

It was such a flustering scene that it took a bit of time to comprehend. Alesia wore a dress that appeared more comfortable than yesterday’s, but it still didn’t quite suit her.

“Well, that’s an exquisite technique… quite impressive.”

“……”

Cairn commented as he analyzed Alesia’s actions. Violet, still astounded, remained silent and just watched the scene.

The maid, who had almost been harassed, quickly adjusted her clothes, while Alesia made a few more threatening gestures.

“I came here to take a break, and I ended up seeing vermin like you. Get lost. If I ever see you again, I’ll kill you.”

She had a sharp tongue, too. The man attempted to assert his identity, saying, ‘Do you even know who I am?’

But after receiving a few more hits, he left with a final, ‘I won’t forget this!’

Violet recalled which noble family he belonged to. It wasn’t a particularly prominent family compared to the Leshans, so his warning was meaningless. In moments like these, the power of House Leshan was truly appreciated.

“Ugh, men. What’s wrong with all of them.”

“You’re quite fierce for someone who came to help.”

“Oh, came to help, did you? It’s already resolved, so it doesn’t matter.”

“That’s what it looked like. But why are you using informal language?”

Alesia and Cairn’s confrontation was brief. Violet sighed as she watched the two of them.

“Enough, both of you. Lady Leshan, it’s common courtesy to show respect to those who offer help.”

“…Lady Everett? Then, you…”

“Hmm.”

Cairn looked amused. Violet had almost pinched his round, cute cheeks but decided against it.

“…Are you also here to help, Ducal Lady?”

“…Well, for now, let’s just say my answer is yes.”

“Hah, we’ll you’re sure good at helping. All you seem to know is how to get on people’s nerves with your words.”

“What? Hey, sure, my sister is skilled at using pointed and hurtful words, but is that something to say to someone who came to help?”

“It’s a trait of mine not to hold back against people who can’t communicate. Those who don’t think about the consequences are better off left alone.’

“If you provoke someone once, they’ll go mad.”

“There are plenty of insane people in the world.”

Violet observed their conversation expressionlessly. The dialogue between them was becoming increasingly heated.

“So, you’re saying it’s better to do nothing and let injustice happen before your eyes?”

“Justice that can’t resolve the problem is just hypocrisy. It might even add another victim.”

“What are you talking about? You’re not suggesting that someone like Violet S. Everett would fall victim to a lowlife like him?”

“…Do you think it’s impossible?”

“If such a thing would happen, I’d tear that guy’s legs apart first!”

They argued spiritedly, and Violet just sighed inwardly.

“…Pardon me, but which flower bed have you come from exactly, Young Lord? For you to have such frivolous fantasies.”

“Out of nowhere, I swear…”

As Violet had felt before, Alesia and Cairn had many similarities. Aside, of course, from their outward appearances.

Violet initially expected them to get along well, but now she realized that they had fundamentally different values.

The atmosphere grew tense. Violet clenched her jaws tightly.

“It might be best to go someplace else first. Cairn, stop it.”

“No, what? What did I do again?”

“Cairn.”

“…….”

Cairn immediately closed his mouth. Alesia glanced at Violet, and Violet made a suggestion.

“We’ve seen an unpleasant sight. It might be best if you come with us as well, Lady Alesia.”

“Pants?”

“…Ah.”

“I hadn’t heard any news about you aiming for the position of the duke’s heir, Ducal Lady.”

Even the notorious Alesia Leshan attended the event wearing a dress. She couldn’t believe that Violet was here, boldly strolling around in pants.

Alesia wore an expression that seemed to indicate she had many questions for Violet.

“I’ll explain after we move elsewhere.”

The situation had somewhat calmed down. The terrified maid, who had almost suffered a severe situation, regained her composure and tidied herself up.

First, Violet allowed the maid to rest, and the other maid who had originally been guiding her quickly led them to another space.

The lounge prepared for breaks during the event could be entered by anyone at any time. The new location was not much different, but it was comparatively peaceful.

Violet finally changed clothes. After wearing clean new attire to replace the wine-soaked clothing, she let out a small sigh.

“Have you changed your clothes now?”

“……”

“What’s with that look again? Why are you staring like that?”

“No, I didn’t say anything.”

The atmosphere had settled into an uneasy silence, and that awkward stillness hung in the air.

It wasn’t exactly a comfortable relationship, so the silence felt heavy and uncomfortable. Violet casually observed the two.

“I’m not deeply curious, but it seems only polite to ask. May I ask what happened?”

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