The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

365 – Scene 365# Lolicon

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Helga enjoyed her tea with an uncharacteristic grace. When she felt the scent of tea spreading around her mouth, she took the tea cup out of her mouth.

“Hmm. “The soup is salty.”

“It’s not soup, it’s tea.”

“Blanchet. “The customer is king.”

She spoke solemnly to Blanche who poured her tea.

“If a customer says soup, it’s soup.”

“What is that…”

Duke Isaachel’s finances are always tight. There was not a single luxury item in his mansion, and all the furniture and decorations were practical or inexpensive. However, he never used anything cheap. As a duke who produced heroes who left their mark on history, he was able to create an atmosphere befitting his dignity, even if it was not extravagant or luxurious.

The change in the Isaachel family to such a frugal family style was entirely due to Bella’s influence on her. She owed a large amount of debt to Duke Fred, and in order to raise her fallen family, she showed herself to be less luxurious and more temperate. Accordingly, the servants of the mansion also joined her wishes and created a frugal atmosphere.

Even the servants who work in the family have a minimum number of employees. Therefore, Bella’s escort, Blanche, takes care of most of the service.

Even though I served tea as a guest, why am I hearing this?

Helga returned the teacup she was drinking from.

“Let it boil again.”

“Cause…”

“Can I still marry the Count like this?”

“?! Tea, what does that have to do with making tea!”

Helga shook her head at Blanche, who was momentarily upset.

“There is still a long way to go. Blanche. Lyrics are the basis of housework. And making tea is one of the basics of housework. “Did she think of marrying the Count when she couldn’t even do these basic things?”

“Ugh…”

I was speechless. It was frustrating, but Helga wasn’t completely wrong. Frankly, Blanche was keenly aware of her own shortcomings.

She eagerly said she would become Tristan’s concubine, but her domestic skills were woefully lacking. She is the type of person who finds it easier to steep a person than to steep a car. It’s something she can’t help because the environment she lived in is the same, but isn’t this disqualifying her as a concubine?

As if reading Blanchet’s thoughts, Helga spoke triumphantly.

“Wendy, please demonstrate.”

“Yes? Yes…”

Suddenly, Wendy brewed some tea. Something that has already been repeated several times.

“Be careful like this when making tea…”

Moving her hands, Wendy began to brew the tea leaves. Although there were small mistakes, she still succeeded in pulling the car without making any major mistakes.

“Hey, here…”

“How is it? Blanche. “This is Wendy’s car.”

“Uhm. Surely…”

Blanchet, who loved the tea Wendy gave her, couldn’t help but be impressed. She doesn’t know much about tea, but she had a much stronger scent and flavor than the tea she made earlier.

“Heh. Have you seen it? “The Count’s fiancée’s skills?”

“Hey, Helga!”

“Why are you calling me? Wendy, the Count’s officially recognized fiancée. Hehe…”

“Ugh… Well, because of me… The princess and the count…”

“It’s not Wendy’s fault. “It was just that the Count was impatient with her.”

“I think it’s my responsibility too… I should have stopped the Count…”

Wendy didn’t know what to do. When she heard from Tristan that he was betrothed to her, she was so happy that she was practically jumping around. However, he immediately announced her engagement in front of Bella, Helga, and Blanche.

Wendy, who never thought she would declare right away, was so surprised that she even hiccuped. Bella argued with Tristan in a sharp voice. She said she tried to mediate, but it wasn’t easy for her. In the end, Wendy was semi-forcibly placed under the protection of the Isaachel family by Bella and Blanche.

“It’s been like this… If the princess and the count don’t get married… I am…”

I feel sorry for Wendy who has her head down. Blanche stroked her head

“Don’t worry. Wendy. Even if she said that, she probably didn’t mean it.”

“Is it so. Wendy. If you think positively, won’t there be fewer competitors?”

“Helga. “Do you really have to say that?”

“Why? “It’s true, right?”

Helga scoffed and crossed her legs in opposite directions. In the first place, she was not opposed to her engagement to Wendy. Because she had foreseen this situation to some extent.

Helga perceived her Wendy as her her own rival her before her her her her Bella her her her. She is an unusual girl who took the seat next to Tristan at a young age. Helga’s keen senses had warned her that she was the one to be most wary of. And as expected, Wendy took the place of Tristan’s fiancée.

So she wasn’t much of a surprise to Helga. Oh, of course she never expected that Tristan would speak confidently first…

“Wendy. It’s pretty good. From the first time she saw her, she thought she was unusual.”

“Yes? Wow, that’s unusual… ?”

“Heh… That innocent look that says you don’t know anything. It’s scary. I’m scared.”

“Yes?”

Helga looked Wendy from head to toe. When I first met her she was a tiny little girl, but now she has grown quite tall and her body has curves. She definitely grew up quickly for her age.

Even so, she is a delicate girl who still retains a lot of her youthful appearance. But you made the Count fall in love with a body like that. After all, do men like women who are even a little younger? No, anyway, isn’t that too young? There’s no way the Count would lust after seeing a body like that…

For a moment, even Helga almost lost her normal thoughts, but that only lasted for a moment.

‘What do you think? Even so, I would be the first to have the Count’s child.’

Helga smiled inwardly. Her appearance is at its peak now. It seems like she can get pregnant once a day as long as she is motivated. Ah, go back to the Count right now…

“Okay, now it’s your turn. Helga.”

“… Huh? My turn… ?”

“Yes. Please receive it.”

Blanche handed the teapot to Helga.

“Don’t say you can’t do it. “If you also plan to marry the Count.”

The corners of Blanchet’s mouth turned up. Helga also responded with a smile.

“Each person has a different area of expertise.”

“Don’t talk back. “Didn’t we just say that tea urigi is the basis of lyrics?”

“After…”

In the end, Helga accepted the teapot.

“I promised myself I would never park my car again…”

*

“… So you tried to park the car and this happened?”

“Ahahaha…”

Bella looked at the shattered remains of the teapot with a dumbfounded expression.

“If only the teapot were stronger…”

“If you hit it with magic like this, it would have been shattered even if it was made of steel.”

To make the tea, Helga tried to start by infusing her magical powers to boil the water. It was clearly a standard method up to that point. But the problem was the output.

Helga is a member of the Wolfbert family who was born with a strong body. In particular, her magical power, which contains the power of lightning, strengthens such a body so that it can move even faster. A strong body to accept the violent magic of lightning that may fly anywhere.

A teapot is weaker than an ordinary human body. It was natural for it to explode the moment the magical power of lightning was injected into it.

Thanks to this, Helga, Blanche, and Wendy knelt in front of Bella who came after hearing the explosion.

“Blanchet. “What did you do without stopping me?”

“Sorry…”

“Helga isn’t even a modern human, so there’s no way she can make something like tea.”

“Princess?”

“Yes… Still, I thought I could do that much no matter how bad I was, but I was mistaken. It’s my fault.”

“What… ? Am I being ignored now?”

“Shut your mouth. Helga.”

Bella looked down at Helga with her cold eyes.

“You are the type of person who would destroy the house just to do the housework.”

“That’s right, destroying the family, which is the culprit of household chores…”

“Stop talking. You should kneel and reflect. And Wendy.”

“Hi?! Yes, yes!”

Wendy, who was on her knees, was swept away by her mood.

“You haven’t done anything wrong, so why are you kneeling?”

“I couldn’t stop Helga either…”

“Wendy, no matter how much you do, there’s no way you can stop a charging wild boar.”

“Hey princess… ? “There’s something strange about the analogy from earlier, isn’t it?”

“S-sorry…”

“No. I’m actually glad I didn’t act recklessly. “Get up.”

“Yes, yes…”

Wendy stood up hesitantly and stopped in place.

“Wendy?”

“My legs are numb…”

Wendy shook her legs, holding on to her walls. Should she say that appearance is pathetic or cute? Did Tristan fall in love with that look?

Bella sighed involuntarily.

“Under…” .”

“S-sorry! If it gets resolved soon…”

“No. That’s not it, Tristan…”

She stared at Wendy and muttered.

“Really… I don’t know if it’s lolicon or not…”

“Oh, no! Bae, the Count is not like that…”

Wendy also vaguely knew the definition of lolicon, even if she didn’t know the details. In short, it is a criticism of a man who likes a young girl. Therefore, she reflexively denied it in order to defend Tristan. However…

‘Unless the Count is a lolicon… ?’

If you deny that fact, you are not denying that Tristan likes you… Go?

“Uh… Rory… Cone… Right… Map… ?”

Wendy also started to get confused.