The Sword And The Dress Volume 1 Chapter 1 Part5

Its very quiet inside the inn. This was not the time when the customers came to visit, but still this felt very suspicious even if I included that reason. Moreover… not to say the inn's owner, I don't even see any waiters. A sense of something malicious spread inside it.

“Where's the person you need to meet?”

“On the second floor,” the Viscount said while leading the way. “Please follow me.”

“Is it fine for me to join you?”

Viscount Schwart let out a meaningful smirked again and nodded. “Of course. Ah, it will be a problem if Miss didn't come.”

Is it really related to the contract? If thats the case, then the mystery is started to unfold. After I swept a glance at the b.a.s.t.a.r.d that followed in, I followed the Viscount upstairs. I hope that b.a.s.t.a.r.d Cain is involved too. Even if he only involved in a really small matter, at least he would be expelled because of the matter related to Demon King.

The room shown by the Viscount was a s.p.a.cious bedroom. I glanced around the room and turned to the Viscount to ask.

“Seems like the person you want to meet hasn't come.”

There's no one inside. I don't want to be late to the funeral procession, when will the person come?

The Viscount tried to hold in his laughter when he heard my question, but he failed and finally he laughed out. “That's enough. You don't have to pretend anymore.”

What kind of nonsense this a.s.shole spout?

“I don't understand what you mean.”

Don't save all the explanations just for yourself, share them with me! The Viscount seemed offended hearing my words.

“You never thought to come out just fine after you followed me here willingly by yourself, right?”

“Here..?”

Whats wrong with this place? This is an inn …, ah…, it couldn't be…

I just come to realized that I'm a woman, ughh…, I mean… I looked like a normal woman and the man before me is the a.s.shole fiancee with bad reputation, and also the place where we are now is an inn that neither could be seen nor could be heard by other people. Oh, I see. I have heard this kind of situation for several times.

“So your purpose is to defiled me, isn't it?”

The perpetrator was taken aback by my words.

“Could it be that you really didn't realized?”

Well, I could possibly not knowing anything, you know? I almost had zero experience being courted by men with both good and bad intentions. Doesn't mean that my experience is completely none though. The main problem was all of them thought I was a man. Most of them step back as soon as I said I'm a woman.

So this had no relation with the Demon King, right? Hah… I feel discouraged. I put down my parasol and steal a glance at that b.a.s.t.a.r.d Cain who stood by the door. I can make use of the parasol as weapon, but it would be broke after being used once. What a shame…

“Both of you will come to me altogether?”

I will be troubled facing that b.a.s.t.a.r.d altogether, so I have to escape through the window. My question made the Viscount looked at Cain with delightful expression.

“That woman gave a nice suggestion. I have no objection though.”

“I'm not interested. I'll be waiting downstairs.”

He answered without any change of expression and left the room. Seeing he left and kindly closed the door tightly, made me feel appreciate towards him as much as a flea's booger. Many thanks, I will beat this rapist a.s.shole wholeheartedly.

“Thats too bad.”

Viscount Schwart licked his lips while moving a step to my direction. I stared at his disgusting face that still laughing, and sneakily clenched my fist.

“All this time, you always ran way like a wild cat, but today you're really well-behaved. Have you given up?”

After hearing his cunning words, I feel sorry for the deceased Silla. In that household she had already suffered a lot, but she still being chased by this filthy fiancee outside. I won't pity him even for a bit, at least to console Silla.

“Viscount Schwart.”

“Hm? I don't have any intention to back down after we arrived here, so it'll be better for yo–“

“Keep your mouth shut!”

That b.a.s.t.a.r.d Cain shouldn't came up here because of the screaming. I hit the Viscount's epigastrium with my fist that has been strengthened by holy power.

WHAM!

“Hnngghh!”

If I hit right into any vital area, he won't be able to even let out a scream. Soon after he could only gasped for air and fell on the floor. I can silenced my opponents by making them out of breath if I hit their epigastrium. If they couldn't even breath properly, how could they scream?

“I don't enjoy torturing others.”

I pa.s.sed by that a.s.shole who rolled over the floor while gasping for air, to the bed. As I tore off the bed sheets to make use of them to tied him up and to stuffed his mouth, that a.s.shole started to adjust his breathing. I returned to him and gave him a light kick to his epigastrium again.

“Heuk!”

“There's revenge I need to avange and also there're some things I want to ask. Don't worry! I won't kill you.”

Well, I can do nothing if I accidentally kill him though. Once again I told you, I don't like to torture others. Futhermore in the church, there're other people in charged to do that kind of thing, so I didn't need to do it myself. Let me warn you, they're really ruthless.

I dragged the Viscount from the floor and sat him on a chair. After I was done tying up his hands and legs, and also stuffed his mouth, I gave him some slaps on his cheek until he completely awake from his half stupor.

“Hmmph! Hmph!”

“My dear Viscount Schwart.”

I smiled softly.

“You'll die if you scream, you know? Before that b.a.s.t.a.r.d Cain come here, I will escape through the window after I smashed your head, so you better give up on any ideas you have in your head! No one will believe that a weak girl would be able to kill a man without any weapons. Probably that b.a.s.t.a.r.d Cain will become a scapegoat. Thats why, I hope you can think wisely.”

Every words I spoke is full of honesty, especially the one I said about making that b.a.s.t.a.r.d downstair to become a scapegoat. After his eyes darting around, the Viscount reluctantly nodded his head. I took off the bundle from his mouth after making sure he understood my words.

“Kheuk, what do y–?”

“Ssstt!”

I lifted my clenched fist to let him see.

“I ask and you answer.”

I gave him a friendly warning but the Viscount started to wriggle with resentful expression on his face.

“After what you have done, do you think you c–“

“Tsk, seems like we still can't have a nice talk.”

I stuffed his mouth again.

“Its unlikely you'll obediently spill the beans when you're just gotten hit twice, right? I think I've misjudged. I should have snapped your arms and legs one by one.”

“Hmmphh!”

“It's okay…it's okay… don't worry! I won't cut them. I don't have a sword so I could only break your bones. It's really nothing to be worried about right?”

Well, I won't really cut his legs or arms even if there's any sword here. Maybe it'll be enough to cut about one to two fingers, but there'll be too much blood spurting out if I cut his arms or legs. I have to avoid any possibilities from getting my dress drenched in blood if I go to the funeral procession. Moreover, that's my funeral, at least I need to keep my manners.

“As I saw it, seems like you're a right handed.”

At first, I intended to be kind and aimed for his left hand, but now I won't give any mercy, so I hold his right hand. The Viscount kept struggling and shaking his head.

“What the f*ck? You said before that you wouldn't hold back anymore, so do I!”

The real Silla must be helpless when facing this a.s.shole. Well, she wouldn't obediently coming along with him like I did in the first place though. I hold onto this rapist's right hand tightly and twisted it to the opposite direction.

“Erghhhhh!!!”

“Now, it's your leg turns.”

“Emmh! Emmhhh!”

“I don't understand what you said. Talk properly you motherf***er!”

Although he would only burdened other people by using a stretcher when he walked later, but I still have to break his leg, the right side too. For the leg parts, I twisted his knee. After I finished, the Viscount's face became red and many cold sweat appeared. His bloodshot eyes showed extreme horror. Great. Now we could have a smooth conversation.

“How about we start another talk? This time I'll crush your bones until they couldn't recover if you blabber nonsense. If the bones are broken, then they could recover quickly, but if they got smashed into pulp, those would be hard to recover even by using holy magic.”

Broken bones could be treated using bandage and could be healed faster by receiving treatment from holy magic, if he had lots of money. After considering those points, I think I was being too kind.

As I took away the bundle that got wet with his saliva from his mouth, this time he's only breathing heavily without saying anything. I appreciate it.

“So, whats your relations.h.i.+p with the Countess?”

The Viscount swallowed his saliva and answered while stuttering, “S-she promised me a p-part of land i-if I ‘take care' of y-you…”

“And both of you made a deal? But, your way of talking is really brazen, isn't it?”

“Ah, I mean … Miss Epheria.”

“Good. In short, both of you will only s.n.a.t.c.hed my inheritance after you get married with me?”

“… yes. But, Miss didn't comply obediently to the plan… so the Countess asked me to sullied Miss by force…”

“Thats all?”

“T-thats all!”

I couldn't find any deceit on his despaired face. Of course it's possible that he deceived me, but in reality he's just planning to defiled me. In the end, perhaps Viscount Schwart is only being used by the Countess?”

“Do you know anything else about the Countess?”

“W-what kind of information?”

“Anything.”

“About that… I think Miss would probably know much more…”

Ughh… did I just get a useless information? What a shame. I clicked my tounge while picking up the parasol that was left on the floor.

“I warn you. Don't ever think to talk about todays matter to anyone. No one would believe you that your hands and legs were broken by a woman without any weapon, that would only makes your reputation plummeted to the lowest. One more thing, you must cancel our engagement. Except if you want to get beaten to death on your first night.”

By all means, I never intend to stay silent to be wedded to him. I would definitely buried him alive before the wedding ceremony.

I stared at the Viscount who was nodding enthusiastically for a moment before walking to the window.

In the past, I could easily jumped down from second floor, but now I think I need to be extremely careful. This body endurance is really low, one wrong move and my neck probably would be sprained.

I opened the window widely and lifted up half of my skirt to be able to sit on the windowstill. There's a small alley without any signs of people outside the window. I concentrated my holy power into whole of my legs before jumped out.

Ouch!