Reincarnated as the Villainess's attendant

"Fuck you, Vanterl. I always knew you are just a piece of shit."

Thitreen scoffed and spat at the man.

"...? Are you suggesting that we met before...?"

Lord Vanterl stopped as the spit evaporated in the air in front of him, and raised his brow, looking at the moss-green-haired boy.

"Odd... your face does seem familiar, but I would remember meeting someone with a curious attribute like transformation..."

He tilted his head, squinting his eyes while trying to jog his memory.

"Ha! We sure did meet! We even worked together for at least twenty years! Although I do not believe that you truly ever looked our way."

"..."

Thitreen grinned and said mockingly, making Vanterl furrow his brows even more, as now even the boy's voice started sounding familiar to him.

"Stop making that constipated expression and call that treacherous bitch of a granddaughter-in-law that you have there. She would not want to miss what happens next."

The moss-green-haired boy laughed, motioning at the crimson-haired young woman who kept herself as far away from them as possible.

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Rude little boy, calling others traitors is in such bad taste. Don't you know that in politics there are no permanent friends or foes?"

Lord Vanterl giggled and clicked his tongue while wagging his finger at Thitreen as if he were a misbehaving child.

"I would love to give you a proper lesson of good manners but... You will no longer need any of those. As they say – for whom the bell tolls~"

The crimson-haired man added, and his body became enveloped in flaming armor just before an enormous fireball ignited above his head, ready to swallow both Thitreen and Teenfif whole.

"You took those words straight out of my mouth..."

"...what...?"

The moss-green-haired boy snickered and nodded at Vanterl's words, making him furrow his brows in surprise.

"LAST BELL, YOU ROTTEN SCUM!"

*DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON*

Thitreen's smirk grew into a wild grin as he smashed his hands into his chest, creating an unbearably loud sound that distorted everything within an earshot...

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"GUH-HUGH...!"

The crimson-haired young woman – the natural-born sage, Ehmi Gamemi Victureo, or rather Ehmi Gamemi Lazaram as she should be called since she did marry Arisu, fell to her knees and started coughing up blood.

Her whole body was in so much pain that she could not remember feeling anything even remotely comparable in her whole life.

Even with how far away she stood from the moss-green-haired boy who used the strange, sound-based spell, the effect was truly horrifying.

To think that someone who wasn't even a sage could do something like that.

|I wonder if Arisu would be able to use it too, thanks to his attribute...? That would certainly be useful|

The crimson-haired girl thought to herself, shaking her head and slowly getting up.

In the first place, Ehmi wasn't there by accident.

She was not under a hex either, as an overwhelming amount of mana was the best defense against that, and sages like her had plenty of it.

No.

Instead of any of that, she was simply let in on everything by her husband, Arisu, and made the decision to help him.

In her eyes, it was the best way.

The white-haired young man with the attribute that allowed him to use spells from other attributes knew that his mother was controlled by the Barbariacca nation. What's more, the Barbariacca nation thought that they had Arisu in the palms of their hand too.

Uknown to them, it was actually the other way around.

Arisu would use the chance handed to him on a silver plater – with the Barbariacca nation taking over the Bellcephora kingdom and making him the king he would gain the status that he always deserved.

Those who would not comply would be dealt with accordingly – and Ehmi wasn't stupid enough to be on the losing side.

"..."

The crimson-haired girl straightened her back and looked over her shoulder.

She could clearly see the tall gold-haired woman observing them from afar.

If even Bellcephora, the sage who began the whole Bellcephora family line wasn't doing anything to stop them, weren't they in the right?

"Esteemed ancestor, where are we supposed to...?"

*crack*

As Ehmi turned back and spoke up, she witnessed the true power and consequences of the spell used by Thitreen.

The body of lord Vanterl, the crimson-haired fire sage, broke in half and turned into dust, revealing a lifeless statue made out of copper and another pile of ash right behind it.

The copper figure was smiling wildly and triumphantly.

"...wha...?"

The crimson-haired girl gasped, staring at the screen with wide-open eyes, refusing to comprehend the situation.

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"...how did you know...?"

Aspakeony raised her head and put down her hands that she was blocking her ears with, and asked the towering gold-haired woman.

"As I said, this is not the first time we are having this conversation. Similarly, this wasn't the first time I've seen Thitreen use that spell either. It is so powerful that it almost managed to complete my lady's plan. Almost. I have already seen Zoemi copy it and destroy everything enclosed by the barrier my lady raised. Alas, since we are having this conversation, it should be obvious that it didn't work the way it was supposed to."

Bellcephora answered with a shrug.

"...did you let all of them die because you wanted that boy to use that spell and kill Vanterl...? You didn't, right? Not after spouting all of that crap about not caring anymore!"

The necromancer asked in disbelief, staring at the gold-haired woman.

"I only do things that are beneficial for my lady and her dream. Did you ever hear about killing two birds with one stone? I just simply assured that Vanterl never fights with Zoemi, and Zoemi will never try to use Last Bell."

Bellcephora shrugged her shoulders and...

"...?!"

...disappeared – leaving the speechless Aspakeony behind.

The crystal shackles binding the necromancer's magic disappeared together with the gold-haired woman.

"..."

Aspakeony didn't stand up – instead, she laid low to the ground and observed Ehmi and her next move.

Because of that, she saw members of the Light Order, a group created for the queen Hostersa, teleport in and escort the crimson-haired girl away.

Only after that did the gray-haired girl sit up and breathed out.

"...little princess, what in the world do you wish to achieve...?"

She whimpered to herself, wiping off the tears from the corners of her eyes.