Même si je suis la méchante, Je deviendrai l'héroïne! - Chapitre 4

“Anne?"

As soon as Dahlia got up and changed her clothes, she checked the maid’s face and made a puzzled expression.

Contrairement à d'habitude, a completely different maid came in and helped her change clothes.

La femme de chambre, à qui on a posé la question, was greatly embarrassed, avoiding her eyes looking from one place to another, and muttering a little.

"Ah, Anne went to the market saying she was buying flowers with Bibi, but she hasn’t come back yet.”

“Bibi?"

Qui est-ce?

Dahlia tilted her head at the unfamiliar name, and later remembered the owner and hardened her face.

Bibi was a maid who stuck tightly by Flore and gave her eyes full of discontent. The maid who took charge of Flore and became her eyes and ears. She was also a maid who helped Flore prepare for her debut, such as choosing a dress for Flore who cannot see well.

“You said she suddenly went to buy flowers? And she still hasn’t come back?"

It was too late to buy flowers.

outre, considering that I went out early, it was strange not to return to the mansion to let the sun set.

Dahlia aroused her body with an uneasy premonition.

The maid who was trying to brush her hair was embarrassed, grabbed the comb and stepped back.

“The maid named Bibi didn’t even come back?"

"Non, Pour le moment. Bibi is in the room of Miss Flore right now.”

“Let us go.”

« Madame?"

“I have to go to Flore’s room, so let us go.”

At the command of the imposing Dahlia, there was no reason for the maids to stand up to them. They hurried to open the door and walked out into the hallway.

Dahlia followed with a cold face.

finalement, he walked across the long corridor and stood in front of Flore’s room.

As soon as she knocked on the door, she stood inside and opened the door with an answer.

“Who… La, Lady Dahlia?"

Flore looked up as soon as the maid who opened the door said Dahlia’s name.

She sat in front of the mirror and combed her head.

Bibi, standing behind Flore, était abasourdi.

"Sœur? Is that you sister?"

Flore, qui somnolait, quickly grasps the situation and stutters and grabs the vanity.

Ou non, Dahlia pushed the maid who opened the door and walked.

As soon as Bibi faced the Dahlia, she dropped the comb and bowed her back deeply.

Dahlia’s gaze was looking down at her was so cold.

“Are you Bibi?"

"Oui? Oui, Miss Dahlia. I am Bibi….”

Gifler!

Bibi’s head turned to the right. Elle s'est figée, surprised by the slap. Unlike the cold air, the hit ball rose hot. À l'heure actuelle, it was a bitter hand that made tears spin.

“I couldn’t beat your master, so I punished you instead. Tell me right. Where’s Anne?"

Dahlia spoke in a hard tone and stared at Bibi. The moment I looked into Bibi’s eyes I could intuitively feel that she had done something. When I was bullied by the children who received Lee Soo-Yeon’s orders in the previous life, those children were just looking like that.

"Bien, I have no idea what you’re talking about, la demoiselle!"

“Are you going to lie?"

Dahlia’s anger ignited by her pretense. She raised her hands high again, and Bibi screamed and sat down.

À ce moment-là, Flore blocked Dahlia in front.

"Sœur, pourquoi tu fais ça tout d'un coup?"

“Move away.”

Flore’s face was hardened by the fierce events.

Dahlia’s attitude of disregarding me was very annoying, but now I didn’t like the bird that even my maid was freely disposed of. But I couldn’t get any answers out. Dahlia was still stronger than me in this mansion.

“Or would it make you feel how merciful it is to do it with my own hands without telling my father?"

As Dahlia grinds on and whispers, Bibi’s face turned blue. She had a family to support. You could lose your job for such behavior.

"Sœur! De quoi parles-tu!"

“Speak now!"

When Dahlia spoke over Flore, Bibi closed her eyes tightly and confessed honestly.

“City market!"

À la fois, Flore turned her head firmly like a stone.

The blurry outline didn’t show much detail, but she could see Bibi sitting hesitantly and shaking.

It seemed to be true that she had done something only then was Flore’s turning white when she began to properly grasp the situation.

“I left her at the market. I am being truthful!"

“Leave her?"

Dahlia’s eyes went up ferociously.

“If I had just set it apart, I would have come back. Where exactly did you leave her?"

“Back……She is in a back alley.”

"Quoi?"

The back alleys were also famous for roaming ugly bullies in the market.

Having brought a young and weak woman to such a place, it was obvious that she would be taken as prey.

“……When I return, be prepared to be punished harshly.”

Dahlia turned around without asking any more. The voices of the maids holding her were heard, but there was no time to listen.

If she didn’t go to save Anne right away, she felt like she would regret it.

The reason was simple for some reason, if she imagines Anne being bullied like she was in her previous life, she couldn’t stay still.

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“This… let go of my hand!"

At the end of the alley, a woman screamed.

John stopped his way and looked back. The blue eyes of the man listening in the dark sparkled.

‘It looks like there’s a bully.’

As soon as he came up to the place, he saw something like this. The man clicked his tongue low and walked in the direction of the sound. At the end of the alley, under a dark wall, he saw a group of three men surrounding a woman. Even at a glance, it looked like it was a group trying to extort money by catching passers-by and terrifying them.

‘You just need to be scared and get rid of them.’

It was a moment when a man was trying to reach out with a sword in his waist.

Soudainement, he heard footsteps, and somebody passed by. When he stepped back in amazement, he had already jumped into the crowd.

"Arrêt!"

Après ça, A woman in a red dress, who did not fit in the alley, apparu.

"Bien, qu'est-ce que c'est!"

As the woman hit her body as it was, the skinny bully fell down with a whistling sound. The woman stood upright with her staggered body, then quickly approached the trembling woman. The woman who recognized her opened her mouth in amazement.

"Ah, Lady Dahlia? Comment es-tu arrivé là!"

It was a familiar name.

John frowned and looked straight into the direction of the sound.

Silver hair that shines like stars in the dark night sky and purple eyes that shine like morning glory.

En effet, there was a woman with a gorgeous appearance as much as the rumors.

“Bibi confessed what she did. Allons-y."

Dahlia jumped in a hurry, tapping her breathless chest, and grabbing Anne’s wrist. When she was about to return to the direction she ran from, the bully who raised his body pushed the dagger he had hidden in his pocket.

"Où allez-vous?"

Anne hid behind Dahlia, trembling with a deep blue face. It was right to keep the young lady in line with her position, but it was because she was caught in a strong fear that she could not even think about it.

D'autre part, Dahlia didn’t blink even when she saw a blade aimed at the tip of her chin.

Plutôt, John’s eyes narrowed as he stared.

The reason was that he was so fascinated by the way she was trying to protect her maid without taking her life as precious.

“You guys who couldn’t even steal money by threatening a young and weak woman.”

Dahlia’s sarcastic expression in a cold voice was distorted. She was full of unknown confidence.

Pourquoi?

Is it thanks to reading the contents of the original work in advance? À ce moment là, she felt that Dahlia Margaret wasn’t a page to die for. outre, she couldn’t be more patient as she recalled the memories of being bullied in her previous life.

“Do you think you can do this? If you don’t step back, I’ll accept this as a slight against the Count Margaret family!"

At the sight of her yelling, the bad guys retreated for an instant.

But it was only a while.

“Count Videl’s eldest daughter? That Dahlia? Ca c'est drôle. Your words can’t be true.”

A bully laughed with a sarcastic voice. Dahlia was impressed by the reaction, and John couldn’t take his gaze with an interesting face.

“That Dahlia Margaret is famous for her mistreatment of others. It’s not a personality that can come here to find a maid.”

"Oui, C'est vrai. It’s probably a lie.”

The bullies were right. Dahlia overlooked this very point. The rumors of Dahlia that spread all over the islands are very vicious.

"!"

The bully, whose momentum has risen, stretched out his thick hand.

Dahlia put her back on the wall to avoid a bully trying to grab her wrist.

“These guys……”

It was just the moment when she thought of screaming and running away.

"Arrête ça."

A low and serious voice came from the other side. Not only the bullies, but even Dahlia and Anne looked in the direction of the voice.

A man with his back on the light was striving toward a dark alley.

The moment the Dahlia was dazzled, elle a froncé les sourcils.

"Es-tu vraiment, Dahlia of Count Margaret?"

Because the mantle and hood were not removed, the appearance of the man was not clearly visible.

Dahlia was on the verge of being overwhelmed, and without revealing the facts, elle s'est mordu la bouche. Au lieu, he grabbed Anne’s wrist firmly and peeked at the opportunity to flee.

'Hein, it’s quite different from the rumors……Isn’t it false?'

pendant ce temps, the man was in the midst of thinking about Dahlia’s actions.

"Hey, va-t-en!"

The bullies who were showing the gap between the obstructers immediately rushed in at once.

The man sighed small and pulled his sword. It was only after the Cyprus sword that the bullies withdrew with their white-faced faces. John, a man of blue eyes, clicked his tongue again.

“The security of this place is also very messed up. They don’t at least hide into the streets or touch passers-by back home.”

In the bloodlust passing through John’s eyes, the bad guys quickly finished their judgment. If you run away now, you’ll be able to save at least your life. Également, if you look at this guy’s protection, the lady of just the girl might have really been hit by Dahlia Margaret of the Count.

“Let’s……let’s run away!"

One bully shouted loudly at the same time, the other two also started running fiercely to set their feet on fire. As they disappeared in an awkward manner, John put the sword back into the scabbard after a while.

"…….."

When he looked back, it was already after Dahlia and Anne had run away. As John looked around the empty alley, he recalled the face of Dahlia, who had not feared and stood up against the bully. The suspicion first raised his head at the appearance he heard by rumors and the appearance he encountered by chance when he was a child.

‘Anyway……I’ll see you soon.’

It was the debutant ball.

John left the alley, imagining an upcoming encounter.

I never imagined what dahlia would offer me later, and what kind of deal I would make with her.