Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 275

(EP-275.1) Confession #3

275 – Reconciliation and Confession #3

Lies would echo loudly among people.

Truth and wisdom, however, were carried in the silence of the wise.

But when the truth finally spread before the people, its impact was as resounding as thunder and lightning, shaking the ground like an earthquake.

At least, that was what I believed.

So, I felt concerned when Mirna heard my story, since she might react unexpectedly. In fact, I was quite worried about it.

I even brought Elga along as an observer, thinking it might be difficult to handle Mirna alone.

However, when I finally got the words out of my mouth—alluding “Solomon’s son had a son, and that son is a half-fairy”—Mirna, surprisingly, remained calm.

She didn’t blink, nor did she move at all, as if she were frozen in place.

“.......”

When that silence had stretched on for a while, Mirna suddenly burst into laughter. It was the kind of laugh you’d expect from someone who had just heard a very funny joke.

Both Elga and I briefly looked at each other, exchanging glances, and Elga simply shrugged her shoulders.

After laughing for quite a while, Mirna elegantly wiped away the tears that had formed at the corners of her eyes and said.

“I see now. You’ve teamed up with Lady Lioness to play a prank on me, haven’t you? Sir Theo, it seems you’ve underestimated me. Why would you tell such a jest?”

‘I see.’

It appeared that Mirna thought I had conspired with Elga to make up a story for fun.

Indeed, sometimes an unbelievable truth could seem even more like a lie than an actual lie. If I were in her shoes, I might have reacted the same way.

If Mirna had suddenly told me, “Actually, I’m the daughter of a space demon, and Yingying is my minion,” I would have tried to figure out her motive for making such a joke.

Even so.

Denial didn’t change the facts.

I felt a need to reaffirm my intentions to Mirna, who still had traces of laughter on her face.

“Lady Mirna, what I’m telling you is not a lie. I am the grandson of Solomon, who was called the Demon King, and perhaps the last remaining Angmar in this world.”

“Stop lying!”

Mirna shouted loudly, which scared Yingying in her arms—flying off into the distance.

━Yingyingyaing.

“Why do you keep telling me such lies?! This isn’t like you, Sir Theo! If you continue to insult and mock me in this way, I’m leaving!”

Mirna was shaking.

Seeing this, Elga, who was sitting beside me, adjusted her posture, ready to intervene if Mirna were to act unpredictably.

However, I gently raised my hand toward Elga, signaling her to hold off. I didn’t think Mirna would storm out or do anything rash.

“Not exactly....”

“Aaak! Aak!”

Mirna suddenly leaped to her feet, screaming like a madman.

She started ranting in a language that I could barely make out, which seemed like an eastern dialect—probably all curses.

Seeing this, Elga clicked her tongue and muttered quietly.

“What «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» a fuss.”

I recalled how Elga had caused an uproar with the Coronoi incident, but I decided to stay silent, as stirring up Elga’s mood here would only make things worse.

* * *

It was a few minutes later, when the shop’s attendant knocked on the door of our room to ask if everything was okay, that Mirna finally calmed down.

━Excuse me, is everything alright in there?

“Ahem, ahem, yes, everything’s fine.” _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}

Mirna, after adjusting her disheveled clothing, cleared her throat. However, her face was still flushed red like a tomato—she was not entirely fine.

“Sir Theo, honestly, there’s so much I want to say, and so much I need to say. But I feel this way right now. I don’t know what to say. I feel angry, and I am.”

I hesitated to tell Mirna that I understood. It felt presumptuous to claim I could fully grasp the extent of the confusion and turmoil she must be experiencing at the moment.

Edited by: faker