The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

209 – Scene 209# Rivals

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“I lost…”

Dmitry eventually knelt down in front of Isabella.

“Joy. Am I still weak like this?”

Isabella looked down at Dmitry with her fierce eyes. The gaze she was so harsh that Dmitri could not raise his head.

“No… It can be so. “My Isabella.”

“Do you understand now? This is the gap between you and me.”

Isabella stomped on Dmitry’s head with her foot.

“Don’t ignore me again. Dmitry.”

“W-I’m not ignoring you! “I’m just worried about you.”

“Hey… “I didn’t seem weak enough for you to worry, did I?”

“Well, that’s… !”

Dmitry was speechless.

“Am I wrong? “You liar.”

“Princess… ! Even if I have ten mouths, I can’t make excuses, but please know this… ! “My concern for you is sincere!”

“Heh… Sincerity? “I really want to sew that mouth shut.”

Isabella was never swayed by Dmitry’s appeal

Because she was the most haughty woman in this country, Princess Isabella.

All Dmitry could do was pray to her.

“Princess… Please forgive me!”

“Dmitry. You know what? You are a fool like no other in the world…”

Isabella said as she mercilessly stepped on his back.

“Self-righteous… Selfish… It’s beyond arrogant… Pretending not to know my own thoughts…”

Bella, who was lying on the bed, put down the two dolls in her hands.

“Bad people…”

Then he poked Dmitry’s cheek and muttered.

“Who says we are weak…” ” .”

Bella felt sick as she remembered the conversation she had with Tristan in the imperial palace this evening.

The legendary sword technique left behind by the hero Alonso Izakhel, Izakhel style.

He dared to criticize Bella, who continued that lineage, as weak. For Bella, who practiced her sword skills every day, it was nothing short of an insult to her.

However, Bella was only upset by Tristan’s assessment of her, but she could not refute it.

Because she actually sympathized with his words to some extent.

Bella looked at her own hands.

Anyone could see that his hands her her her, with calls here and there, looked like a master of the sword.

There wasn’t a single day when she didn’t swing the sword, but Bella was actually feeling it.

Her swordsmanship, Isaac Hellyu, is no longer progressing.

“… “I’ve become a little dull.”

That was probably after her father, Duke Fred Isaac Hell, laid down his sword.

Fred, who was originally supposed to be the successor to Isaac Hellyu, gradually neglected his training after becoming addicted to gambling.

Although it has no form, Isaac Helyu is the family’s irreplaceable treasure.

It was Bella who replaced Fred as Isaac Helyu’s successor.

Bella practiced her swordsmanship on her own, based on the lessons her swordsman taught her long ago and the textbooks passed down from generation to generation.

She was literally on the bare ground, but luckily for her, she had talent. Add to that her hard work and she was the icing on the cake.

Isaac Helyu, who was almost forgotten, was barely able to survive thanks to Bella’s performance her.

But at that point, Bella realized there was nothing more she could learn.

No, there was no reason to swing her sword.

It was as if she had no further goals to pursue, having already her goal of succeeding Isaac Helyu.

I don’t know if Tristan knew or pointed it out, but she did succeed in hurting Bella’s pride.

“No matter what, I’m stronger than you… ?”

Bella poked her finger into Dmitry’s cheek.

When she saw his crumpled face, she seemed to feel a little better.

“Come to think of it…”

It was an emotionally exhausting day in many ways.

When she went to the imperial palace on a sudden call from His Majesty, she was hit by Tristan.

Even though her heart was already heaving, he suddenly asked her to leave the expedition.

Bella became quite sensitive in the sudden feeling of switching between hot and cold water.

She couldn’t stand it anymore and she argued with Tristan.

And the answer that came back was…

-I did it because I was worried that you would get hurt.

“~~~~~!”

Bella hit Dmitry with her pillow.

Even when she thought about it again, her face felt hot and she couldn’t bear it.

Before Tristan left the imperial palace, he made a promise to Bella. Let’s train each other enough to accept each other.

There were many intentions implied in those words, but to sum them up in one word, it was this.

“You’re saying you’ll be my rival, right?”

Bella put down her pillow and got off her bed.

If you think about it, the person who knew the most about Isaac Heliu after her was Tristan, not Fred.

When she crossed her swords the other day, Bella definitely felt it.

A trace of deep understanding and tremendous effort in Izakhelyu. And his talent is endless.

The more the swords clashed, the stronger Tristan became.

He said he just saw and imitated, but anyone could see that it was talent.

And Bella was glad to see her talent.

If you tell Tristan about Isaac Helyu… How far can he grow? Will he become a wall for her to overcome?

“… How dare you want to stand next to me? “Dream big too.”

Bella looked pitiful and muttered as she picked up the teddy bear that had fallen on the floor.

“On the subject of Dmitry.”

There was a soft smile on her lips

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“I’m a count~! Come join me!”

After completing treatment, Helga finally returned.

As soon as she came, she opened her arms and tried to hug me, but I turned my body to her and easily avoided her.

“Hey. It’s so heartless. “Let’s go.”

“…”

“Sorry. Count. I will stop being cute, so please stop cursing me so harshly with your facial expressions…”

Now he knows what I’m talking about just by looking at my face, so he’s like my escort.

“It took quite some time to recover.”

“Oh, I see. Maybe it’s because my father hit me quite seriously… Ahahaha. Of course, I was sincerely upset.”

Helga smiles and speaks easily.

Judging by his reaction to her, it seemed like he had gently reconciled with Gale. I see her smiling while talking about Gayle.

With this, the fire of deep discord between Helga and Gale was extinguished.

The relationship between the two improved to the point where they stayed in the hospital room together for a few days and talked.

After all, conversation and communication are important.

If you don’t speak, nothing is communicated. Misunderstandings only pile up.

“Isn’t it a pity?”

“Yes?”

“The seat of the Wolfbert family. “If you wanted to, you could have sat down somehow.”

“Ah… Umm…”

Helga scratched her head.

“Are you okay. From the beginning, she had no interest in the event and she only participated because she thought it would be nice to beat up her father.”

“I see.”

“Ah! Thinking about it again, it’s a shame. I could have sat at the head of the family and showed off in front of that proud older brother. Ugh… !”

If that were the case, there would have been infighting in the Wolfbert family. Still, I was relieved because Helga didn’t show much regret on her face.

Now she has completely returned to her usual Helga

“Seeing you say that, it looks like you had a good rest in the hospital.”

“Ugh. Count. Don’t even talk. My father complained so much about the lack of food at the hospital. Didn’t he say that he would fight the nurse one-on-one later to get the food? Oh, of course, I fought for the nurse instead.”

“… “I see.”

“The result was, of course, my victory. Hehe…”

Helga said, puffing out her chest proudly.

Was it because Gale, whom she met at the imperial palace, was wearing bandages? I thought the injury I suffered during the clan sparring hadn’t healed yet…

This is truly the radical approach of the Wolfbert family. It seems like the parties agreed with each other, so that’s it.

“Oh, come to think of it, Count…”

Helga opened her mouth as if something suddenly occurred to her.

“My mother… “She said she knows where she is.”

“Okay.”

The story related to the Wolfbert family is not over yet.

The moment has finally come to tell Helga’s mother her her her her her her her her her her Mabel’s whereabouts her her her.

Helga spoke with an expression of distant longing.

“Honestly, I still can’t believe it. The fact that my mother is alive… Moreover, the Count knows the whereabouts of her mother her her…”

“… “It’s not certain yet.”

It was a world that went on according to the original work, but the world changed when I intervened.

Like the butterfly effect, variables could exist anywhere, so Mabel’s whereabouts could not be 100% certain.

But as Gail said, Mabel is a woman with strong survival skills.

She will definitely be alive.

“If there was anything my father could help with, she told me to tell him. If I could find my mother, maybe…”

“I am grateful, but I don’t think I need his help.”

“Yes?”

I looked out the window.

The grounds of the Ruelberta family’s mansion, visible from the office, were vast.

Beyond the open site, the archipelago where the imperial palace is located and a long mountain range were visible.

“Your mother in this country… There aren’t many places where Mabel would be. It should be a place where you can hide your identity from the eyes of the imperial family, the security bureau, and the imperial army.”

“Okay… Right? “It won’t be easy to hide your identity for a long time as you’re a wanted person.”

“Okay. So she probably chose the most obvious method.”

“The most certain way?”

Hearing Helga’s tilt, I chuckled and gave her a hint.

“If it is difficult to hide your identity, it would be clearer to eliminate your identity.”

“Yes?”

“Isn’t there a similar place in our family? A place where your identity completely disappears from the moment you enter…”

At my words, one word flashed on Helga’s face

“… Mines of Gehenna!”