Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 15

(EP-15.2) Do You Dream Of Freedom? #3

015 – Does A Sheep Dream Of Freedom? #3

The time had come.

I had expected that they would contact me first. Yet, when it actually happened, I could feel my heart racing.

The Lioness Family, a noble family that was second only, and even comparable, to the Royal Family.

Although it could be said that the head of the Family was Elga Von Lioness, she was in fact just the tomboy of the house.

There was actually another person who was the huge pillar that supported the entirety of the Lioness's.

“Where shall I go?”

“This way, please.”

I walked where the experienced butler guided me.

It had been a long time since I was here. Sabak- Sabak- Walking on the red carpet reminded me of my old life in this place. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}

It also reminded me of the Family Head, who might be sitting in the study beyond this hallway...

Knock, knock-

The butler knocked gently on the tightly closed door.

“Master. The guest has arrived.”

━Come in.

Soon, a thick voice sounded from the inside. At the same time, my tension rose to the peak.

Giik, jolkok- As the butler opened the door, I went inside the bright study and bowed my head towards the man who was sitting majestically at the wide desk.

"I, Theo Gospel, pay my respects to the Lioness Family Head, Master of Borgia, Marquis of Angmar, Chief of the Red Flag Knights, and the biggest supporter of the Royal Family, Reinhardt-nim!"

There was the sound of a hand waving, signifying me to raise my head.

As I looked up, the faint sunlit figure of the man was slowly revealed.

White blonde hair and pale skin, like the mane of a white lion, along with red eyes. He had a proud pallid nose and chin that was unblemished by any hair.

Was he over 60 years old now?

“I didn’t know that there would be a guest. My apology for my dress.”

Master Reinhardt looked at his silk robe. It was disheveled, but the muscles and scars underneath it showed what kind of person this man was.

He could even twist my neck with his bare hands right now.

Of course, he wouldn't really do that.

I hoped...

Anyway, this was Reinhardt, the Head of the Lioness Family.

A man that could even be considered as the de facto King of ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ Angmar, similar to the young tyrannical queen Aira.

In fact, he literally looked like a proud roaring lion. If such a man was not a king, then who was?

Suddenly, Reinhardt said.

“Theo, Theo Gospel. I will just go ahead and ask. What are you up to?”

“What might you be talking about?”

“How could a rat that once escaped return to the lion’s jaws? Did you bring any poison, perhaps?”

“.......”

“If it’s some stupid trick, you better forget about it.”

Jorit, jorit.

I felt my skin crawl.

Basically, why would a freed slave come back to this place?

Unless there was a scheme, no one would ever return to the place where they lived as a slave.

As expected.

This man was difficult to deal with.

He was a different breed compared to those who slithered around for power.

My mask was torn off instantly...

However, I had also gone through many similar experiences in the past year.

I parted my lips, trying to ignore the cold sweat running down my back.

“Who would I dare lie to? However, Lord Reinhardt, I do have something to tell you. Otherwise, I would not have spent my precious vacation time here.”