The Villainous Noblewoman Is About to Be Forced into Love, Isn’t This Wrong?

"Loraviel is mine. So technically, I'm just checking my own letter. I haven't done anything illegal," Liana stated shamelessly.

The clerk struggled internally for a moment before giving up.

There was no point arguing with someone like Liana.

Any other noble heir wouldn't have dared to pull something like this. Even one bad rumor could ruin their reputation—a single misstep in the noble hierarchy could be fatal in the race for inheritance.

But Liana?

Nobody was stupid enough to vote for her.

That was exactly why she could do whatever she wanted without consequences.@@novelbin@@

And that was part of Ruth’s plan.

Her son couldn't afford to dirty his hands with things like this.

But Liana?

Liana could do it for her.

With a resigned sigh, the clerk slowly pulled Loraviel’s letter out from the stack.

Liana immediately snatched it.

She tore it open—and found seven gold coins inside.

The exact seven coins Liana had just given Loraviel.

Not even keeping a single coin for herself?

Inside the envelope, a neatly written letter read:

"Hehe! Mom! I passed the test! I got into Ibet Magic Academy!

I’m a little nervous... This place is famous for being a noble school, and students from commoner backgrounds like me are rare.

I thought they’d look down on me, but they didn’t! The noble girls are really kind to me. They never made me feel unwelcome just because I’m from the countryside.

I still get a bit nervous around them, but my roommate is really nice! She even helps me with magic problems, and she found me a good job at the academy.

The school’s prices are cheap, so don’t worry about me. This is the money I saved from my job this month—please use it for your medical treatment!

I’ll make sure to write to you every month!"

"... "

Liana really wanted to slap herself.

But at the same time...

She finally remembered why Loraviel had been so desperate to kill her in the original story.

Sure, Liana had tormented Loraviel—but that alone wouldn’t have been enough to push her into murderous hatred.

After all, Loraviel knew what killing the Venus heir would cost her.

But the real reason?

Loraviel hadn’t been able to see her mother one last time—because of Liana.

Rumors had spread that Liana had revealed Loraviel’s suffering to her mother.

Despite being gravely ill, her mother had rushed three days and three nights to Venus Manor to beg for her daughter’s release.

She collapsed and died from exhaustion.

Liana took a deep breath.

Damn. The original Liana was seriously evil.

She silently pulled out three more gold coins from her pocket—

Then, while the clerk wasn’t looking, she slipped them inside the envelope.

Finally, she sealed it back up and tossed it back to the clerk.

"Boring. I thought it’d be something interesting."

Liana’s tone was disinterested—but her last words weren't.

"You saw it, didn’t you? I didn’t do anything. So if this gets out... You understand, don’t you?"

"...I understand," the clerk muttered, watching Liana leave.

"L-Lady Liana, you’re back."

Loraviel had been waiting outside the carriage for her return.

"Ah... yeah."

Liana still felt a little guilty after reading that letter.

But the act had to continue.

Because her survival depended on it.

At worst, she could compensate Loraviel later.

"...What is it?" Loraviel asked, sensing that Liana seemed distracted.

"You seem extra concerned about me today. Have you finally fallen for me?" Liana teased with a smirk.

"As a maid, ensuring the master’s health is a fundamental duty." Loraviel answered, completely serious. "It is also Rule #5 in the Maid Handbook."

"...The Maid Handbook really has everything, huh?" Liana muttered, glancing around.

"You hungry?"

Loraviel was starving.

An entire day of training, plus no food in the afternoon.

"...A little."

"A little?" Liana frowned. "Either you’re hungry or you’re not. Do you not even know if you’re hungry?"

"...I’m hungry," Loraviel admitted.

"Come with me."

Liana spotted a grilled skewer shop in the distance and suddenly craved some.

Inside, Liana chose a secluded corner and sat down.

"Order whatever you want."

"What about you, Lady Liana?"

Liana wanted to order for herself, but—

Her reputation was too terrible.

At the clothing store, at the post office—

Everywhere she went, people couldn’t even speak properly in her presence.

To avoid the same situation, it was better to just stay put and let Loraviel handle it.

"You order. I want to see your taste."

Liana casually tossed her two gold coins.

"Wait... All of this?!?!" Loraviel stared at the coins in shock.

"Just buy enough for two people. Keep the rest."

In this world, one gold coin was roughly worth a thousand in Liana’s past life.

At a street stall, two people would never spend two full gold coins—it was way too much.

While Loraviel went to order, Liana pulled out a small pouch—but instead of gold, it contained brown powder.

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She had stopped by a store earlier and had "borrowed" their facilities to grind this.

It was a spice blend—something similar to five-spice powder from her previous world.

The ingredients seemed fine, but the taste?

Yet to be tested.

Soon, Loraviel returned, sitting across from Liana.

She curiously eyed the pouch.

"Lady Liana, what is that?"

"A seasoning." Liana picked up a skewer.

"Lady Liana! That—"

At that moment, Loraviel’s stomach growled.

"What's wrong?" Liana raised an eyebrow.

"You’re that hungry?"

"N-No! That’s not it!" Loraviel's face flushed as she pointed at the food.

"Lady Liana, didn’t you say it before? As a maid, I must ensure the safety of the food."

"That’s true." Liana tapped her skewer against the plate. "But skewers come one by one. That’d be a hassle."

"Lady Nabet already taught me how to use magic to detect poison."

"You’re forgetting our agreement."

Loraviel froze.

Liana smirked.

"When testing food—"

Liana rested her chin on her hand, skewer still in the other.

"—you have to use your body instead. That way, we won’t have to worry about magic missing anything."

She lifted the skewer—

"Now, open your mouth."