MADRE DEL VILLANO CAP 6

 Episode 6

My wife has become strange these days. He had pretended not to see each other until now, and if Roselia didn’t bother to cause trouble, he would do whatever he did. I knew that Roseria was disapproving of the child, but I did not care because I did not expect a proper mother to play in the first place. I thought I was doing well with such a gap, but I first realized her change because of the successive reports of the deacon, the maid and the aide.

“I think she’s changed a little, and she’s suddenly begun to show interest in her.”

“Princess. I think she’s suspicious.”

'My Lady suddenly approaches Ain. I was worried about the enemy who had been deliberately fed the peach and didn’t know it.’

At the end, I came to Ain's nanny, Renage, so many people talked about her that I could not be completely indifferent.

In addition, the duances of the users who reported the fact were quite different. Most of them suspected that Roseria's change was for another purpose, but the maid thought her behavior was a positive change.

“You’re close to him, and even the mild whims are when you look like a family when your relationship is good.”

The maid was a good woman among the users. She would not talk in a bad way, so she would wrap it up even if she was suspicious. It was time for Cassius to be half-hearted.

“And that’s not the only thing.”

“So what else?”

“That’s—”

Cassius’s eyes were thin. The maid, who felt his gentle urge, spoke slowly.

“Suddenly, to us—”

“...?”

“He is kind, he praises me for nothing, and when he meets me in support, he smiles and greets me first.”

“...?!?”

Cassius’s eyebrows wriggled violently, but the maid’s words amplified his doubts about Roseria.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Well, we don’t know that far, so—”

The maiden cut back, and they were in trouble because they did not know it. Suddenly, as someone else, she was not even pretending to be a real mother, and she was looking like a sweet and good owner to the users.

There must be a purpose in it, but I couldn’t even guess what it was.

‘I’ve been trying not to get involved with the duchess ... What are you thinking?’

I thought it was a long time since I bumped into her.I saw her last time.

‘I’ll have to look at it once.’

He needed to see it with his eyes and solve the worries, doubts and surprises of the users. If there's really something going on, then we might need to do something.

Roselia, she could see at a glance that she was ignoring the Duke of Id. You think they're low-quality people in the world, and you want to spend that money.

Cassius liked it, even though it was so. Rather, it was easy to deal with such a simple woman. It was only if I gave as much money as I wanted and let me live as I wanted.

She didn’t expect anything other than a formal place. After the marriage, her behaviour was as he had expected. I was more greedy and less satisfied than I thought, but I was able to press that simple, so I did not care for it.

‘Why are you doing this now?’

It was hard to think her intentions were pure. There must be other intentions.

“And Ain?”

Cassius asked, as if he had been rummaged up, that no matter how she tried to reach Ain, it was impossible if he did not accept it.

“That’s—”

“...?”

But the maid was attracted to her with a remarkably embarrassing face. She looked at Cassius and said, cautiously.

“You follow her well.”

Cassius’s eyebrows bent wide.

He frowned one eye. He looked as if he couldn’t believe it.

“Are you not mistaken?”

Cassius asked to check again.

“Oh, no. I’m sure it’s from the testimony of the people who serve him.”

She was speaking with embarrassment and clarity. As if to be sure of that, this was an incomprehensible answer. Ah Inn was following Roseria’s actions.

"That Einspenner?

It was impossible, even if she had been eating the peach she had forced to give her before she was gone.

But the maid’s face showed that there was no lie in the words, and there was no reason for her to risk it and report it.

So she was really fitting in on Roseria’s behavior.

"OK, now back off."

"Yes."

Cassius waved his hand and sent the maid back. He rested his hand on his forehead, thinking, why did he want to be in the row of Roseria?

'He's not the kind of kid that's going to get so languid.

Neither his wife nor his son knew what life angles were.

The more I watched the situation go, the more strange it was.

Now they had been eating acupuncture every day, even when she was sick and went to see him every day.

'Oh, what are you really thinking.'

I wonder what Gaius was wondering about. I knew why she suddenly changed, what the maid and other users meant.

Eventually, Cassius deliberately used a way to encounter Roseria in the hallway, pretending to be a coincidence. It was not difficult to go to Ain's room and have breakfast regularly recently.

I wanted to do this, but it seemed certain that I would look at her intentions in this way.

“It’s natural that you and your child get along.”

Is this what you're asking me to believe? I don't care if you believe it or not.

No matter how much I wanted to believe her, she was not stupid. At the wedding, she said, 'Please do not ask me for anything.' She said, "I'm not sure."

Of course, later on, I did not want to be responsible and responsible, but I wanted to wield my rights.

It was a thought that he had ignored, and that he was not going to do it to get the authority of the duke.

“If you don’t believe me, I can’t help it. I just want to raise her as a mother.”

".."

“She’s a lovely girl to me.”

Roseria's last words amplified the heart of. She had seen the wedding day and looked at the filthy existence of a child that suddenly appeared to her. She had never looked at Ain during the uncomfortable and wedding ceremony.

And now she's a lovely child? You want to raise her? I couldn't believe it. The wrinkles were deep between Duke Cassius' eyebrows.

...

Cassius watches the woman in training for the airfield in silence. I stopped for a moment and went over.

“What the hell are you thinking?”

Cassius asked in a quick fashion. The most unsettling thing was actually Ain. Why he was playing the rhythm of Roseria.

“What do you mean?”

Ahin asked curtly: He might think it was a cocky move toward his father, but Cassius didn’t care what he was used to.

He knew this now, the man he knew, the cheeky expression, the tone of his voice, the way he looked down at everything in the world.

Roseria was so good at being someone else. And it was also his real figure that the duke's users knew.

But he was looking the opposite when he treated Roseria. His pathetic eyes, his innocent face, his clear voice, and the Duke of Gassius did not know.

“Then what the hell are you thinking and treating Inn?”

“I’m doing well with my mother, and I need another reason.”

Ain looked up and down at Cassius patheticly, even his father, the villain who was even his emperor, was not at all difficult.

“I like her.”

“What—”

The Duke of Gassius’s eyes widened in Ain’s words, and he was greatly embarrassed by the words he had never thought he would hear from his son.

“So don’t be ridiculous.”

He was even warning for her. It was getting more and more amazing.

“If she’s scared and she’s in trouble—”

".."

“I won’t be alone.”

Even Ain’s warning was sincere. He was really protecting her. What's going on with this now.

I met Ain to see what the changes had made between them, but it was more complicated. Eventually Cassius left Ain, who resumed training.

'What is she?'

She had been talking about it since she was eight years old, saying it was better to get rid of it than to go away, and she could not tell what she had done to her.

...

After hearing Ain, the end of Cassius’s gaze kept catching Roseria, where she was usually doing things, how often she met Ain.

But the fox was Einspenner, who was playing a innocent child who was hiding his true color thoroughly.

She was smiling brightly every time she was with a woman, and when she married only formal, she remembered that she had never laughed.

Like a plaster statue, she kept her seat until the end of the wedding with a hard face, which was her strong impression he remembered.

‘He could have laughed like that.’

I like it between you and me, when I kicked my tongue like I was a little bit of a piss.

“Aah!”

A scream came out, and under Cassius’s unthinking feet, sitting in the chair, was a bloody man who had seen Rogeria last time.

Cassius gave a little strength to the leg that was stepping on him like a foothold, and he was furious and screaming for his life.

Cassius’s forehead was pressed against the noise that interrupted his thoughts. He was displeased to continue his thoughts again, and he tapped the abdomen of the man on the floor.

He was a tack - a light sleep, but the opponent seemed to shatter his ribs.

"Ugh!"

I told you I was eating breakfast in her room every day. Let's see how the alternative child is acting as a child. A smile hung from the mouth of the Duke of Gassius.