Chapter 100

I overdid it with the role of the adopted daughter, Chapter 100: Mallow Blossom Banquet, Day 3.

Many of the children of noble families began to form groups to some extent.

Viola decided to pretend to attend the Mallow Blossom Banquet.

Upon reflection, not attending the banquet would have been a more noticeable action.

When she attended the banquet, everyone seemed to be greatly interested in Selina's proposal.

"How many of us are special?"

"I don't know. Lady Luna is with us, so at least one person is included."

"That's too kind. Isn't Lord Toyns a noble person rather than me?"

Viola laughed at the voices she heard from all around.

Hera asked,

"Why do you look like that?"

"Just... everyone seems so cute."

"Cute?"

"Yeah."

To Viola, everyone was just kids.

A gathering of boys and girls from 12 to 17 years old.

'They're just elementary to high school students.

And not even seniors, just freshmen.

It was both ridiculous and somewhat cute to see these kids gathered in groups, saying things like 'you're the best' to each other.

Leaving Tundra in the dorm, Viola enjoyed the banquet with Hera.

"What was your original intention at the Mallow Blossom Banquet?"

"I told you. Revenge on Selina, for daring to mess with my sister..."

How should I explain it so that Hera would understand?

How would the original Viola have explained it?

Is this the right way to say it?

"It won't be satisfying even if I pull out her tongue."

"Besides that, didn't you have something you wanted to do at the Mallow Blossom Banquet?"

"I don't know."

Originally, Viola's plan at the Mallow Blossom Banquet was to build a close relationship with the twin children of the Raimon Viscount family.

And she intended to beautifully conclude the banquet by fulfilling the twins' requests.

By the way, the Raimon Viscount family, located near the Golden Road, is now insignificant but will eventually establish the massive Raimon Trading Company.

'The Raimon Trading Company will ally with the Terra Trading Company...'

The two massive trading companies will rise to become one of the top trading companies on the continent by combining their power.

And that power will eventually turn into a double-edged sword for Viola.

Anyway, all of that went to waste.

Hera asked,

"Aren't you going to tell me?"

"Yeah. A few variables have emerged because of Selina."

"I thought Viola was a lady who could break through variables and achieve her goals."

"The variables were just too strong to break through."

Hera chuckled.

Viola's answer pleased her.

"I was underestimating my little sister."

A good lady should know when to advance and when to retreat.

In that aspect, Viola had excellent qualities.

She clearly distinguished when to push forward and when not to, and moved according to her own standards.

"Is that a compliment?"

"Yeah, it's a compliment."

Meanwhile, a distant squeal was heard.

It was definitely Jermi making an appearance.

'Let's avoid him.'

It was really easy to avoid Jermi.

Wherever Jermi appeared, the young ladies let out gasps and screams, allowing Viola to accurately pinpoint his location.

Viola laughed again as she pushed Hera's wheelchair.

'This place is full of ridiculousness. Everyone is shaking their tail feathers.'

Voices were heard from all around.

"Perhaps Lord Jermi is actually a priest? What could he believe in to be so beautiful?"

Or,

"I can't stand it. I need to go to my father's underground freezer. Seeing Lord Jermi, my heart is melting."

Or,

"Lady, can you feel it? Lord Jermi is giving off a scent."

"Are you talking about perfume?"

"No, my taste."

Jermi didn't hear any of those comments.

'I just saw Viola.'

His only concern was Viola.

'He can't move at all.

Every time he tried to move, numerous young ladies surrounded Jermi.

He wanted to talk to Jermi, but he couldn't ignore them all.

'Please! Just move away!'

Jermi couldn't meet Viola again today.

***

Sena noticed Hera and Viola moving in a wheelchair.

While Jermi couldn't get close to Viola, Sena could approach her without much difficulty.

"Lady Hera. Lady Viola. It's a new feeling to see you here at the banquet."

Sena's eyes scanned Viola from head to toe.

What kind of accessories were on her head, what earrings and necklaces she wore, what rings and bracelets she had on, what family and designer made her dress, and the details of her shoes.

She read everything like a knight inspecting an opponent's armor on a battlefield.

"I heard that the children of Bellato are upright and strong, and don't put much effort into their appearance. I pay my respects and compliments to all the people of Bellato."

In other words, 'You are barbaric and don't know fashion, and from your appearance, you're not much either.'

Some of the young nobles following Sena smiled faintly, understanding the implication.

"Hehehe, it's such a pleasure to meet Lady Viola."

She pretended to be elegant by raising a fan.

The fan had the emblem of the Louis Barten family and the number 7 engraved on it, indicating it was a limited edition model.

She wore six rings, each made of different colored gems, which were so ornate they seemed to overflow with splendor.

'Wow. Really too much. Does she really think this is pretty?'

Her necklace was made of large pearls strung together, so big and thick that it looked like it would hurt her neck.

"Thank you. I heard that the Marignan Duke family pursues outstanding beauty in any situation and environment."

"Of course. The Marignan Duke family values dignity and grace."

"So you put a pearl necklace on a pig's neck?"

Viola's gaze turned to Lady Sena's neck.

The expressions of Lady Sena and the other young nobles stiffened.

"Hehe, Lady Viola, you have a great sense of humor."

The young nobles behind Lady Sena laughed along.

"Do they put pearl necklaces on pigs in Bellato?"

"What a luxurious statement. In Bellato, they cut off the pig's neck."

She glanced at Lady Sena's neck again.

Sena felt as if the world had frozen when her eyes met Viola's, which were filled with a killing intent.

Her fingertips began to tremble.

To Lady Sena, who had grown up in a greenhouse, Viola's aura was almost like a death threat.

"Is that so? Indeed, Bellato is strong. Please hide your strength behind a gentle smile at social gatherings."

She said it in a refined way, implying that people like them didn't belong in social gatherings.

Viola laughed.

Even though she was terrified, Lady Sena still spoke her mind, which made her seem quite cute.

Sena maintained her pride until the end.

"Oh, by the way, have you ever spoken with Lord Jermi?"

She answered reflexively as soon as the question was asked.

"Not really."

Cold sweat trickled down Viola's back.

The dress by the famous designer Kulumkulum instantly vaporized the sweat, but her spine continued to feel cold.

'Wow. What is this gaze?'

She couldn't hear the melody of the opera flowing out or the voices of the many people laughing and chatting.

She felt that all the young ladies around her were suddenly looking at her.

Indeed, Jermi. The first-generation idol of this world.

Getting involved with Jermi would bring nothing but trouble.

In a world filled with fanatical and ridiculous fans, showing a close relationship with Jermi could lead to a disastrous outcome.

"That's so. I had a conversation with Lord Jermi."

Sena's face was full of ease.

She seemed to be savoring her victory as a winner.

"I agreed to have dinner with him later."

All eyes were on her.

Sena seemed to be enjoying the attention.

"Oh, I see. Have a good time."

It wasn't particularly enviable or something to celebrate.

What's so great about having dinner with that annoying Jermi?

Viola decided to leave the spot.

Not only because of Sena, but also because she saw Jermi approaching.

She tried to leave by pushing the wheelchair, but Sena stubbornly held her back.

"Lady Viola, would you like to enjoy a smoothie with me? I can introduce you to Lord Jermi."

Hey, don't mess with me.

I don't want to meet Jermi.

If Jermi greets her with a bright smile, things will get very complicated.

"I have something to do."

Sena thought she had found Viola's weakness.

Viola was clearly afraid of Jermi.

Or perhaps she was very shy.

Or maybe she felt a great jealousy that Sena was close to Lord Jermi.

It didn't matter either way.

'I'll make you lose face, Viola. I must see you humiliated.'

Sena grabbed Viola's hand.

It was clear she had no intention of letting go.

"How about some orangeade made with homemade syrup from our chef?"

Jermi got even closer.

"Hey! Viola! Finally, we meet! I missed you!"

If he said something like that, her life would become very complicated.

Viola had to seriously consider whether to knock Sena down and run away.

But then,

A strange incantation was heard from somewhere.

The incantation continued to flow through the banquet hall like a song.

"A hot wind will blow from the desert."