She is the Daughter of the Villainess in a Ridiculous Novel - Chapter 102

“Da… dad? Dad?”

“What in the world is going on…”

People everywhere expressed their confusion at the incomprehensible words.

In an instant, one trembling voice among the clamoring people raised its volume.

“Idel, just… just a moment. I don’t understand… Did you just call Melisa, my sister, Dad…? Did I hear that correctly?”

“Yes. The Melisa that the Duchess knows is a man.”

“…Huh?”

The duchess looked back and forth between Idel and her sister, her eyes shaking as if an earthquake had hit. With a pale face, she slowly took a step, clenched her fist, and parted her lips.

“That can’t be. How can my sister… be a man? Idel, aren’t you mistaken about something?”

“No, I’m not.”

“But my sister has been a woman from the moment of my first memory until now. Truly. I can swear it.”

The duchess genuinely looked confused. Idel understood her.

When a person who has been family their whole life is said to be an ‘older brother’ instead of an ‘older sister,’ who wouldn’t be confused?

It was natural for her not to believe it.

Seeing Rowena’s expression being stained with astonishment and shock, Melisa bit her lower lip and glared sharply at Idel.

“Idel, let’s stop here before I really get angry. A joke that goes too far…”

“Does this look like a joke to you, Mom? I’m incredibly desperate right now.”

Idel, who stared at Melisa with cold eyes, tilted her head askew and continued speaking.

“It seems you don’t want to admit it in front of your beloved sibling, but I have no intention of letting you off the hook, Colton!”

“Colton?”

Just as Melisa was frowning and muttering the name that didn’t readily come to her lips, her heart gave a mighty thump.

Thump!

She felt the blood in her body circulate faster than usual.

And at the same time, the magic power that should flow calmly like running water began to become increasingly violent.

“Hukk!”

Melisa clutched her chest at the magic power that started to rampage like an unbridled horse.

The moment an indescribable pain covered her body, Melisa realized the situation she was in.

“You, you put something in my medicine…”

“That’s right, Mom. I put poison in the drink you had.”

Ah, or was it an antidote in this case?

She heard Idel muttering, but Melisa was not in a state to register it. The magic power, which was randomly poking and prodding all over her body, twisted everything that had been fixed with the magic potion.

“Aargh! Hukk…”

Just as it is difficult to fix an old wound that has set incorrectly, it was a very, very agonizing process for a body that had been fixed for a long time to revert to its original state.

As if the pain of a torn cheek was nothing, Melisa twisted her body on the spot.

No one dared to move at the sight of her bloodshot eyes and the bizarre phenomenon, but Idel didn’t care about the spectacle.

“Mom, are you in pain?”

“Idel, urgh! You, you little brat… Aargh!”

“I was very hurt because of you too, Mom.”

Idel, whose face was distorted as she spoke, calmly walked towards Melisa.

“Wait, Idel!”

“I’m fine.”

The startled Vincent instinctively grabbed Idel, but Idel shook her head and pulled her hand away.

He approached Melisa, who was practically slumped on the floor, and crouched down in front of her. Then, with a gentle touch, just as Melisa often did, she placed her hand on her cheek.

“Urgh! You…”

Melisa’s bloodshot eyes were clearly reflected in Idel’s blue eyes.

To be honest, Idel couldn’t tell what this feeling she was experiencing was.

Today was clearly the day she had so eagerly awaited and longed for. Furthermore, the plan she had set up until now was proceeding without a hitch. So she should just be happy that she had given a blow to her enemy…

‘Strangely, I can’t quite bring myself to do it.’

Idel ignored the feeling of a lump in her throat and stared intently at Melisa. Melisa was writhing in pain, yet she was directing her fury at Idel.

It was as if Idel had maliciously ruined her grand love. However, instead of responding to Melisa’s anger, Idel did what she had to do.

Her most important goal was to break the curse.

‘It’s grotesque, but to completely lift this curse, you must get Melisa’s blood on your body and pray very desperately and strongly for the curse to break. Imagine crushing the rose engraved on your body.’

‘Blood…? No, even so, isn’t that too primitive?’

‘My lady, many curses are inherently barbaric and primitive in their methods.’

Idel recalled the conversation she had with Vilred and quietly looked down at her hand. Her hand was already stained with Melisa’s blood.

“Wish.”

Idel forcefully clenched her bloodied hand and tightly shut her eyes.

‘Break.’

This wretched curse that entangles my body.

‘Disappear.’

So that no one can ever move my emotions against my will again.

‘…No? This is not right.’

Idel, who had been desperately wishing for the curse to break, slowly opened her eyes. A flash of fire momentarily ignited in her deep blue pupils.

She didn’t want to just ‘wish’ for the wretched energy surrounding her body to disappear. Nor did she want to merely ‘plead’ to be free.

‘If Sigmund did it, I can do it too. Whether it’s a superstitious intangible energy or Melisa’s magic power that’s binding me, if it won’t disappear, I will shatter it myself.’

She would just sever whatever was binding her body. She would even trample the rose of the curse into tiny fragments so that no trace of it could be found.

‘So that such a thing can never control me again.’

And the moment she thought that, Idel felt something crack heavily and then shatter with a crisp sound near her heart.

“Haa, ha…”

With a sudden sense of lightness in her heart, which had been heavy, Idel took a short breath.

Idel’s eyes were wide open.

She is gasping for breath.

Melisa, who saw and heard all of it, tilted her head back and opened her mouth.

Her violet eyes glimmered eerily between the wildly disheveled red hair.

“You, you broke the curse?”

Melisa’s voice was much lower than usual. Her voice was raspy, perhaps from writhing so much in pain, but that wasn’t the issue right now.

As if the physical transformation had ended, she, now dressed in rags, slowly pulled her upper body up. Perhaps not everything changes with a change in physical state, as the man, panting and with her head thrown back, was still sensuous and strikingly handsome.

“Gasp!”

“H-h-he’s really a man? The former Countess Melisa Lopez is a m-man!”

“What am I seeing right now?”

The hall was filled with people’s gasps, astonishment, and screams at Melisa’s transformation. Of course, none of that attracted Melisa’s attention.

Not even Idel, who had audaciously broken the mind-control curse, was a target for his concern right now.

The person Melisa was focusing all his attention on was…

“S-s-sister? Is it really, really you, Sister? No, this is…”

Rowena, his beloved younger sister, was utterly shocked by his transformation.

“Haa… Rowena, I’m sorry. You’re surprised, aren’t you? I hadn’t intended to reveal myself like this. All because of some damn brat.”

He raked his hand through his hair, full of irritation, and gritted his teeth as he grabbed Idel.

“Ugh.”

“The courage to come closer with the intent to break the mind-control curse is commendable, but you should have thought about the aftermath.”

It was similar to how Melisa usually grabbed her, but the grip strength was different.

Idel gritted her teeth and narrowed her brows at her shoulder, which hurt much more than usual.

“What if I just grab you like this and eliminate you? Is the mind-control curse scary, but I, the one who cast the curse, am not scary?”

“T-that’s not…”

Idel smiled fiercely at Melisa and tightly gripped his hand on her shoulder.

“I trust the me who messed up your body.”

Idel, twisting her mouth as if refusing to be pushed back, opened her mouth again in a small voice that only the two of them could hear.

“Just like you did at the banquet, I specially prepared a magic potion for you today, too. Surely you didn’t think I was unaware of what happened back then and just took it?”

“Ha! A little rat actually plotted? But I’m sorry, Idel. It seems I can overpower you with just my grip strength right now. Did you prepare for this, too?”

Idel met Melisa’s seemingly mad eyes squarely and gave a slight eye-smile.

“Of course.”

It was the moment Melisa raised one eyebrow at Idel’s confident words.

“Kailon! Knights!”

Even before the Duke frantically called for his knights, fierce swordsmanship flew in from both his sides.

“Take your hands off my sister!”

“You should let go now!”

They were the original protagonists of this world, to whom Idel had ultimately given her heart.