Même si je suis la méchante, Je deviendrai l'héroïne! - Chapitre 5
The scent of a deep rose was fragrant in one body, as the perfume dwells. It was a strong scent that made my head sour.
Instead of frowning, Dahlia held her breath and walked quietly. The scent remained like a footprint in the past.
“That silver-haired lady is Count Margaret’s daughter. En effet, a beautiful flower-like face looks exactly like the Countess.”
“Then what do you do. Her attitude is quite frigid.”
"D'accord. De mon point de vue, the younger sister is more appealing…”
My ears were sore at the gossips that followed.
As Dahlia threw sideways, some of the educated ladies laughed, covering their mouths with a fan.
It was a docile attitude as to when she was gossiping.
Dahlia looked forward indifferently. There was no time to be agitated by the gossips like that.
de plus, the majority of the gossips were true.
Dahlia Margaret looked forward indifferently.
The eldest daughter who grows like a flower in a glass greenhouse but is prideful and stubborn. A woman who is anxious to seduce the emperor and dislikes her younger sister more than anyone else. Destined to be executed directly at the hands of her beloved emperor, a bad luck villain.
"Sœur, Je suis stressé."
Flore came to my side and whispered.
A younger sister who grows like a flower in a field but is praised for being innocent and gentle.
Your opponent to be the worst enemy in this world.
Dahlia, a woman with a tough vice.
"…….."
Dahlia opened the streets without an answer. I didn’t forget to frown in the sense of being uncomfortable. As if she felt embarrassed, Flore took a step back, dyeing her face hard.
Then Dahlia’s breath opened. It was hard to bear even being in the same space as Flore every moment.
"Dahlia, Flore. Come close both of you.”
The father of the two, Count Videl Margaret, approached and stood in front of them, et j'ai jeté un coup d'œil.
The current emperor was a person who made the greatest contribution to usurping the emperor, his posture was full of overbearing.
Flore laughed brightly and followed Count Videl. Dahlia also calmly followed him.
“The person over there is the Emperor Noel Hattor Serbien. Come say hello.”
When she couldn’t overcome the rush and moved, the army split like a wave and opened the road.
Flore first walked quietly with her head down. Her green dress, with her hands together, flowed like a wave.
Compared to Dahlia’s purple dress that sparkles with all kinds of decorations, it was very modest. The difference made me guess how different the two were in Count Margaret’s eyes.
Aujourd'hui, it was the debutant Ball of aristocrats held every year in the Serbien Empire.
pourtant, this year was a little special because it was the first ball I visited.
"Votre Majesté, thank you for inviting me to the Imperial Palace Ball. These are my daughters who have just entered the social world. They are very short-lived, but today they have a daylight on their debut.”
Count Videl, who had already walked up, was politely greeting the emperor. Dahlia wasn’t in a hurry and greeted him side by side with Flore.
A big hand came into Dahlia’s view with her head bowed and staggered. It meant to raise your head.
As I slowly lifted my head, my pale, speechless face was caught in my sight.
“I heard it by rumors, and you both deserves praise for being the two flowers of the Count Margaret family. They are beautiful faces.”
The unbearable sun of the Serbien Empire.
A man who usurped Huang Wei by getting blood on his hands, as much as his fiery-colored eyes.
A male protagonist who possesses the qualities of a tyrant but will change and become emotional after meeting the heroine. Noel Hathor Serbien was a handsome man who had a friendly atmosphere with a tall stature. All kinds of descriptions depicted in the novel seemed to be insufficient.
The scars across the lips and chin were the only blots of that handsome appearance. The pale and clean face showed a noble and raw feeling at the same time.
"Oui, please introduce me from here.”
The elongated and thin eyes reminded me of an old girl. Even the man’s blond was the color of a fox’s fur.
As Dahlia approached, his hand gestured and everyone’s eyes focused.
It was a famous story that Dahlia had unrequited love before Noel usurped the throne.
Également, the rumors that Dahlia was anxious to seduce Noel.
That was a natural attention.
“Greetings to the noble sun, Emperor Noel Hathor Serbien, I am Margaret family’s Dahlia Margaret.”
Dahlia has just finished introducing herself. À la fois, I made eye contact with Noel. I felt a vague alertness from his sparkling eyes. Beyond the smile that I was glad to see, the cold energy that was faint.
The original Dahlia may not have known, but as Dahlia who read the ending of the novel, I couldn’t help but peep inside and know that Noel doesn’t like her.
“Greetings to the noble sun, Emperor Noel Hathor Serbien, I am Margaret family’s Floret Margaret.”
At the end of Flore’s introductions, the emperor’s eyes were full of interest as he looked at her face. Flore, whose eyesight was weak, looked into the air, agité.
Unlike Dahlia, Flore had a good reputation because she appeared suddenly and was at the center of rumors.
She was just in the right situation for the emperor to be interested.
“It’s an honor to meet Margaret’s young girls’ debutant here. Both of them are very beautiful. bien, who will dance with me?"
Noel glanced at Dahlia’s face. It was the line in her memory. The intention was to deliberately break her self-esteem.
Dans cette scène, Dahlia in the original was rejected without notice, and the emperor deliberately encouraged Floret to dance.
This scene was the first meeting between the two main characters.
‘Who do you think is that stupid?'
Dahlia secretly clicked her tongue, staring at the hand approaching her with her eyes.
Considering how miserably she would later be executed; Noel was an opponent she should never choose as an ally.
"Sœur?"
Flore flinched, confused by Dahlia’s quiet retreat. Bien sûr, it seemed that Dahlia thought she would continue the conversation.
"Hey, Miel."
Count Videl was also frozen hard and looked at the emperor’s attention.
There was a small gossip around me.
Noel wondered, waiting for Dahlia’s answer.
“I am grateful that a noble person like your Majesty recommended dancing. pourtant, I think I am having a hard time because I am not well today.”
It took a bit of courage to say something no one expected in that situation where everyone was paying attention.
Noel, who had only heard of Dahlia through rumors, haussa les sourcils.
‘Isn’t that the eye of someone who loves me?'
Watching Noel’s reaction, Dahlia couldn’t help but laugh inside. Noel wasn’t an idiot, so he would soon notice that she wasn’t interested in him.
He didn’t become an emperor for nothing.
"Au lieu, I would like to ask for you to escort my sister’s instead.”
Instead of stepping back, Dahlia gently pushed Flore’s forward.
A surprised Flore stumbled and stood in front of Noel.
There was once more uproar around me. Dahlia is showing her sister in front of the emperor! It was an event that would quickly spread to the social world.
Dahlia knew that too. Que diriez-vous de ça? Grâce à ça, the first meeting of the main characters was achieved without being embarrassed. She just took her feet off the stage.
"Et, Dahlia!"
Dahlia escaped from the crowd, leaving Count Videl’s call behind.
Noel didn’t catch her either.
It was the development Dahlia wanted. Ensuite, whether Noel was dancing with Flore or holding hands, elle ne savait pas. Her interests were already elsewhere.
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The young children of the debutant were busy showing off their charms like a bunch of flowers.
Dahlia escaped to the balcony and draped the curtains in the flow of the original.
After splitting from the crowd in the hall, I could afford to take a breath.
C'était la nuit. The cold wind ran over my cheek. Loud music came from the inside of the curtain, but her heart wasn’t lifted at all.
I couldn’t be excited. I didn’t even know the fate ahead of me, and my situation was miserable, like the fish on the market.
‘I envy Flore at this moment.’
Flore didn’t know the contents of the original, so it was enough to go along and fall in love with the emperor.
L'empereur, who almost became a tyrant, was also expected to become a gentle sheep, possessed by Flore’s gentle touch and a few words of dialogue.
“Even in a novel, everyone lives so easily.”
Dahlia was sarcastic and leaned against the wall.
As soon as I realized that the person I hated is here too, was the last time I shed tears in resentment as soon as I knew that she was in possession of the heroine’s position.
It was boring that I had to continue to be this tough bad character from my second life. Even my role went like this, and it was daunting to say that I was a supporting actor who would die terribly.
Apparemment, they died together at one o’clock on a day, but the woman who was the perpetrator was neat and took over the position of the heroine. Even if you don’t know who made it, it was a very cruel choice. Réalité, roman, and ditch life were the same.
"C'est vrai."
Il y a quelques jours, until that very man came to mind, Dahlia almost gave up this life thinking so.
“I wanted to greet each other in similar circumstances…”
Entendre la voix, Dahlia slowly turned her head.
A person who thought it was time to come walked out from the corner.
As dark as the night sky, his black hair, with sharp features, and watery eyes appeared one after another under the shade.
“I’m a villain who has neither blood nor tears, and unlike rumors, tears are frequent.”
The man glanced at the woman’s tears and muttered indifferently.
Dahlia left her tears alone and looked at him.
It was different from the white emperor’s uniform. It was a uniform finished with sapphire, decorated with a blue drapery on a black cloth. Even dressed, it was predicted how much his power was against the emperor in the imperial palace.
The lone reason for Count Videl Margaret’s hastily searched for the illegitimate child he had forgotten and added in the family was all to use that man.
The man who can only be the most threatening to the current imperial power.
The only brother of the emperor, the man who would have occupied the place of emperor if Noel had not taken the throne.
“Do you want to borrow a handkerchief?"
Archduke Johann Servien Descartes spoke in a blunt tone. Unlike the emperor, he did not laugh and had a cold expression.
‘Dahlia Margaret. It looks like the woman I saw last time was right.’
John thought of Dahlia’s face against the bully and tilted his head.
It was only a few days ago, but it was because the Dahlia of then and now felt quite different.
À ce moment-là, the cold figure went somewhere, and now the woman in front of her was not as energetic as it would disappear anytime soon.
"Non, I am good.”
Dahlia, who did not recognize John, Nous avons vu une énorme ombre monstrueuse apparaître en direction de la forteresse, and wiped her tears.
As far as she knows, John was the person who was to be punished after trying to take the emperor’s fiancé, Flore.
The portion that John occupied in the novel was only a few lines, much less then Dahlia.
“I thought you would ignore it, but you’re responding. I heard that you don’t even mix words with opponents other than His Majesty.”
“Dowa his Majesty believe all the rumors of idiots?"
John stopped at the sharp shot.