The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

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“Isn’t it such undeserved luck for us…”

Wendy’s father, Henry, muttered in a half-fazed voice. He had heard yesterday that Count Ruel Bertha, Tristan, was to take Wendy as her fiancée. Even after a day, I was still dazed.

“Yes. Honey… I feel like I’m dreaming…”

Wendy’s mother, Ellie, had tears in her eyes.

Commons… Wendy’s family, who were born as rural serfs who were desperately poor, knew how lucky they were in their current life.

Through the mercy of Wendy’s owner, Tristan, they were able to give up their country life and work at the mansion. The work of her servants was pleasant and comfortable, incomparable to the life of a serf who was hungry even though he worked tirelessly all year round.

Was that all? It would have been nice to give them a warehouse or a barn, but Tristan even gave them an outbuilding on the grounds of the mansion. In their hometown, they lived in huts made of straw bales, and to them, it seemed like a palace. A job, a job, and high wages that were incomparable to those of serfdom, everything was like a dream.

But now the eldest daughter, Wendy, is engaged to the head of the count family. I can’t believe the day will come when she becomes in-laws with the count’s family.

Wendy’s family was so suspicious that they were really dreaming.

Except for one person.

“Honestly, I don’t like Wendy getting engaged.”

“Peter?”

“Wendy is only 12 years old. But isn’t it too early to say that she is marrying into a count’s family?”

Peter clicked his tongue.

He lost his memory and lived as a homeless person on Mojito Island, staying with his family in a separate house at Tristan’s mercy.

In response to his eldest son’s remarks his his, his father his, Henry, urged him.

“Don’t say things like that. Peter. Both you and us have received grace from the Count. Rather, isn’t it something to be happy about and celebrate?”

“Grace is grace and this is this.” “I can’t understand Wendy getting engaged.”

In Peter’s memories, Tristan was Wendy’s unforgivable enemy who led her to her death. In the end, even after realizing that it was a big mistake and an error in memory, Peter still did not like Tristan. In his head he knew he should thank Tristan for the favor, but he couldn’t help it. That’s how great the sense of loss and hatred Peter felt at that time was. Moreover, although it was only a formality, Peter felt great humiliation as he became Tristan’s slave.

Ellie, who somewhat understood her eldest son’s feelings, gently scolded him.

“Peter. The reason the Count drew the line between marriage and engagement was all for Wendy’s sake. She allowed Wendy to break off her engagement at any time if she changed her mind before she became an adult.”

“Engagement, marriage, whatever. Mother, think about it. “From Wendy’s perspective, if someone of the Count’s level asks her to marry him, how can she refuse?”

“She said that Wendy confessed to the Count first.”

“… Anyway, she should have been rejected by the Count. She said a 12-year-old would accept that she wanted to get engaged…”

“She said that the Count kept rejecting her, but then accepted her.”

“… No, mother. Why do you know so much?”

“Oh my goodness. It’s strange not knowing. How perceptive the servants of the mansion are. “I know everything that happens around the Count.”

Even Wendy, her party, was not aware of this fact, but among the servants at her mansion her her, especially the female servants, she noticed Wendy’s love her and there was an atmosphere of support .

A girl from a commoner is in unrequited love for the young head of a count family. Isn’t this a situation like something out of a romance novel?

The news that Tristan was planning to marry Bella, Helga, and Blanche was also a big topic among the servants, but not as much as Wendy. Did she say that her arms are bent inwards? The servants of the mansion were even happier with the news of the engagement of Wendy, who was from the same servant family.

As Wendy’s mother, Ellie, also became friendly with the servants of her mansion, she naturally came to know her daughter’s heart. But at the same time, she was worried. Because it was a love that could not be realized.

The reason Wendy’s love was able to receive support among the servants was probably because of the difference in status and age between the two. Because people tend to be more enthusiastic about a love that cannot come true.

Ellie was worried about Wendy. She hoped that she would not suffer from unrequited love. No, she just hoped that she wouldn’t be so hurt that it would break her heart. Because she, Wendy, was such a soft and good girl.

So when Ellie heard the news of their engagement, she was so thrilled that it felt like she was dreaming every day.

Like Ellie, Peter felt like this situation was a dream. However, she was a nightmare to him.

“Ellie!”

“Huh?”

At the sound of her voice her her her coming from outside the window, Ellie went to the window and opened the door. Then her nice looking maid was waving her hand. Ellie recognized her right away.

“May?”

“When do you want to take off your hair?”

“Oh, no… Still…”

“I heard more news than that. “I heard her daughter is engaged to the Count?”

May, who speaks kindly and kindly, was a relatively new maid who came to the mansion shortly after Ellie did.

With her unique friendliness, May naturally blended in among the servants of the mansion and held the rank of exclusive maid for Tristan’s bodyguard, Helga Ulf Wert. She is known among her servants as a matriarch who has a more brazen personality than her her man her and can nag even Helga… Ellie heard about her identity her through May’s mouth her her a while ago.

The woman called May is none other than Mabel, a pirate who became infamous for attempting to assassinate the emperor, and the secret wife of Gail Wolfbert. In other words, she was Helga Wolfbert’s biological mother.

Ever since Ellie learned that fact, it has been difficult for her to deal with May, or rather Mabel.

“Oh, no. We’re not engaged yet, but we’re planning to…”

“No way. Then marriage is just around the corner. Kids grow up in an instant? “If you take your eyes off it for a moment and look at it again, you’ve grown up before you know it.”

“That… Are you going?”

“Of course. But today is your day off, right? “Can I hang out here?”

“Of course. If you are May, you are always welcome.”

“I told you to take off your letters. Ah? “Is this your son?”

“… “My name is Peter.”

Peter unconsciously bowed his head in greeting. He was someone who was difficult to treat lightly.

No, I quickly realized that the woman in front of me was no ordinary maid. Although his senses have become dull due to alcoholism and living as a disabled person, Peter has been a mercenary for a long time. Just by looking at the other person’s body language, you can roughly tell which path they have taken.

‘Warrior? Or is he a martial artist?’

That’s how flawless Mabel’s posture was.

“Are you my mother’s colleague?”

“What? Should I say that they will soon become your relatives?”

“?”

Mabel, who made an incomprehensible noise, grinned. That smile made me feel like I was being treated like a child.

“Then… “Mom, I’m going to get some fresh air.”

“Oh, yes. “Yes.”

Peter, with mixed feelings, left the annex and began walking aimlessly around the vast grounds of the mansion.

Peter thought about it carefully.

Wendy becoming Tristan’s fiancée is due to her family’s fortunes. I don’t know what will happen yet, but she is from the Ruel Bertha family. Even being a concubine is too much for her.

“If you think about it…”

She recalled Wendy’s appearance at Mojito Island. Doesn’t she blush in front of Tristan? Her eyes as she looked at Tristan were also that of a girl in love. Looking at it, it seemed like it wasn’t a lie that Wendy confessed first.

“Still, I should have refused…” ” .”

She is so kind that she can’t even kill a bug, and she’s so innocent that she’s never hated anyone. She is a younger sister who won’t hurt even if you look at her. She felt like her precious sister was being taken away by Tristan.

Maybe it was because her parents, Henry or Ellie, were indebted to Tristan, but Peter found it difficult to congratulate Wendy on her engagement. Besides, she couldn’t be stopped.

Peter, who was taking a walk in frustration, sighed. The more he walked, the more helpless he felt.

The land he is standing on right now belongs to Tristan. The Ruelberta family may be the only family building a mansion on such a large site right next to the island. I felt intimidated because I realized how much power Tristan had.

It was then.

“Peter?”

“Huh?”

When Peter turned around, flowing blonde hair and blue eyes caught his eye. She was a girl who looked younger or around the same age as Wendy. Looking at her in a maid uniform, she looks like a child working at the mansion…

No. Rather, why didn’t I notice it until it approached right behind me?

However, Peter’s doubts were short-lived as the girl asked a strange question.

“… Why are you here?”

“Huh?”

Peter was more concerned about her questions than hearing informal language from the young girl.

“Do you know me?”

“You? Be careful what you say. I’m Michaela. He is an absolute god.”

“Absolutely…God?”

“Okay. “You’ve probably heard of him as the master of paradise, right?”

“Ah oh… I think I heard it…”

Peter had heard of it too. A paradise that is strictly managed by the Isaachel family, descendants of heroes. I heard that there lives a god who bestowed the magic of light on Alonso, the first head of Isaachel, a long time ago.

“However… Why is that god here?”

“… “God has complex circumstances that humans cannot understand.”

“Kid. “If you impersonate God carelessly, you can’t use it.”

“Impersonation? Under! Look Carefully. If I just lift a finger, lightning comes from the sky… !”

Michaela’s fingers crossed the sky in vain.

“… “If it was paradise, it would have been possible.”

“…”

Well then. It is also an impersonation. There is no way a noble god in paradise would be working as a maid in a place like this.

“Okay… “I will believe it.”

“Hey! Who would believe you if you said you would believe it with an expression like that? “Why are you looking at me with pity?”

“No. Trust me.”

“Don’t mess around!”

Peter looked at Michaela with a kind smile.

‘Did they even raise such a pitiful child… ? .’

On the other hand, I saw Tristan again for hiring such a mentally challenged child as a maid. I thought he was just a cold-hearted person, but it seems he was a man with some compassion.

‘No. Like Wendy, do you have a taste for children like this?’

Thinking like that, I couldn’t figure out how to define the man named Tristan.

“Okay, how did you get out?”

“Huh? “You came out?”

“You must be sleeping in paradise… Could it be your sister’s doing? “Didn’t a girl who looks like me help me?”

“What are you talking about earlier…”

“Mr. Ha… After all, it can’t be like that. Ummmm… Have I been away from paradise for too long? “It would be difficult to do this.”

What was more difficult was Peter. It was difficult to keep up with all the gibberish from earlier.

But that didn’t last long either.

Michaela was started by her presence her her her coming from afar.

“Ugh!? “Have you already followed me?”

“You’re chasing me?”

“I’ll talk to you later. Don’t go anywhere, stay at the mansion. Okay?”

After saying that, Michaela hurriedly left the place to avoid someone. And after a while, the person who came running in from the other side in a huff was none other than…

“Wendy?”

“Oh, brother?”

Wendy opened her eyes wide when she saw Peter.

“Why are you here… Oh, no. “More than that, haven’t you seen Michaela?”

“Uh? “I heard you were there a while ago and then went somewhere.”

“Huh… Too bad. You always run away…”

Wendy panted, catching her breath. Peter, seeing that, opened her mouth.

“Wendy, you said you’re engaged?”

“Uh, huh? Ah… Ah?!”

Isn’t Wendy started by the sudden question? Peter asked earnestly, feeling doubtful.

“Wendy. It’s okay to be honest. Are you threatening…”

“Hmm, how did you know… ?”

“Huh?”

“I haven’t told you about it yet…”

“Everyone in your family is happy that you’re engaged, but it’s even weirder that they don’t know.”

“uuu… Oh, I was going to tell you separately later…”

Wendy covered her face with her apron because she was embarrassed. Even in her appearance, she is a lovely little sister. She couldn’t believe she had to marry off a younger brother like this to Tristan.

“Wendy… You… “Does she really intend to become engaged to the Count?”

“Yes… ?”

“Just be honest with me.”

“Honestly?”

“Okay. That’s because I don’t understand. “What on earth do you like about the Count?”

Peter decided to interrogate Wendy. If her her Tristan her her her is going to blackmail her or trick her into getting engaged to her, I will expose this.

“Well, then… Oh, are you just talking to your brother?”

“Uh.”

“You must never tell anyone else… ?”

“Uh.”

“Never.” “Never?”

“Okay. “I promise.”

It depends on what the content is…

“Well, then listen…” ” ” .”

Although no one around her could hear, Wendy whispered in Peter’s ear in a voice as loud as a mosquito.

“Wealth…”

“Huh?”

“Wealth… I like it…”

“I can’t hear well. Speak louder.”

“Uh, uh…”

Wendy exclaimed with her newly red face.

“… I like everything… !”