When the Nemesis Eats the Wicked Woman

Marquis.”

‘It’ll be appropriate to go now, right?’

I thought so, but for some reason, Johann said with a sad, clinging look on his face.

“Why don’t you stay a little longer?”

“…I’ve been here for a long time.”

‘I’m sick of it.’

Still, I decided to calm him down a bit.

“We can eat together again next time, so don’t be sad.
Archduke.”

“I always feel so sad.”

“…Don’t be sad.”

It was during the time when I turned around after soothing him.

“Your Majesty the Queen.”

At that instance, as I was about to leave, a large, soft hand grabbed my wrist.

“!”

As if overly surprised by the warm body temperature, the queen brought her hand to her chest and held it with the other.

Her big eyes, as if frightened, were revealed at that moment.

‘It works.’

For a moment, Johann’s heart was thrilled.

The hot blood from his stomach warmed his whole body and made him excited like crazy.

When he came into contact with his own bride, engraved with the blue roses, his bride would feel the power of ‘Toulouse’.

It must have flowed in, at least a little, from the last contact.

If the two of them mixed their bodies, she would slowly receive that power too… 

Then she would want the same things as him and would change to have the same desires.

Just as the two pure wings of an angel blackened as it degenerated into a demon.

“I’m sorry.”

Johann put his hands behind his back and bowed his head politely.

“I was in a hurry, so my hands went out first again.”

It was hard to bear the twisted corners of his lips.

It was then.
Berylia’s index finger sharply pierced his chin and held it up.

Johann’s head seemed to be broken and lifted.
It was a pretty humiliating attitude.

The odd-eye that came into contact with him was colder than ever.

“Never.”

She chewed and spit out the words very clearly, one syllable at a time.

“Never touch me again, Archduke Johann Marquis.”

A thrilling sensation licked up Johann’s spine.

“……”

Earlier, Berylia used formal speech as a sign of respect, but…

It was just respect.

She was clearly higher in rank compared to him.
She seemed to be reminding him of that.

Johann said softly.

“I’ve had no manners as a friend, I’m sorry, Your Majesty.”

At Johann’s attitude to express himself as slightly equal, Berylia relentlessly trampled on him.

“Don’t get me wrong.
It’s an order.”

“……All right.”

After hearing a docile reply, the queen immediately let go of his chin and left.

With a more respectful attitude than ever before, Johann saw her off.

After a while.

Melfis brought Berylia to the front door.

There, Beryllia walked to her carriage with her own maids.

Johann watched as she climbed into her carriage, and quietly looked out of the window.

His mouth was covered with a hand, and his face was somehow rosy.

Johann whispered lowly with deep-set eyes.

“…It’s really crazy.”

This was really so.

It was like a woman was sent down by heaven to make him go crazy.

‘You told me not to touch you.’

‘I’m going crazy because I want to touch you more?’

Tok, tok—

At that time, Melfis, who finished sending the queen off, knocked on the door and entered.

Melfis stood beside Johann as the latter watched the carriage leave.

“Her Majesty the Queen seems to be starting to doubt.”

“…Well, it won’t be a big deal anyway, because there’s no clear evidence.”

Johann’s lips were strangely twisted.

“I was the only one having fun.”

“But you better be careful.
She must have become particularly sensitive after the blue rose mark was engraved on her body.”

With a low laugh, Johann pulled out the Dew of Montaigne’s cork with his teeth.

Then he swallowed the whole bottle.

Gulp—

The bones of his neckline wobbled clearly, and the liquid spilled.

Then he looked at Melfis and said happily.

“No matter how keen and vigilant she may be, the blue rose is meant to dominate her slowly anyway.”

“……”

“She will eventually come into my hands…”

Johann sat on the sofa in a daze and shook his head.

“I wish that day would come sooner.
Looking at her today, I like her even more.”

“…Is that so?”

“It’s the first time I’ve heard anyone’s orders in my life.”

The action that Berylia had tried to put him off instead provoked him.

“It’s so lovely.”

Johann rolled his eyes and smiled kindly.

“Ha, really crazy.”

“….…”

“How much prettier would she be if she cried in front of me?”

Then, giiik—

The closed door opened and a breeze came in.

“…….”

Melfis quietly approached the door and checked the hallway.
And when seeing there was no one outside, he shut the door firmly again.

Returning to his master, he said politely.

“You’ll get it soon.”

“I should.”

Johann’s eyes were wet with lustrous desire.

* * *

I walked out the door of Johann’s drawing room, slowly, very slowly… 

And I took off the invisibility cloak.

Insane rage, trembling, excitement, and frustration swept through my body.

‘There’s a man I want to kill.’

In there.
He was in there.