Ch 11
I Reincarnated as a Noble Girl Villainess But Why Did It Turn Out This Way?
It was finally time for my birthday celebration, right when my fatigue had reached its peak from preparing for it every day. Starting from today, for the next three days itâll be hellishly busy until I can finally take a break.
ââ¦â¦Stop laughing constantly.â
Among the heavily exhausted mood in the air, there was one bastard who was cheerfully laughing. It was Kamil. He was holding his stomach, laughing at my outfit. Itâs so annoying, I canât stand it.
âBut! â¦â¦Ha, heheheheâ¦â¦â
What a terrible bastard. So annoying. His voice is infuriating, and even covering up the sound of my own thoughts. Because Iâm so tired, even the small things are annoying.
But, the reason why Kamil was laughing so hard was because of the irritating outfit I had to wear. Everyone thinks that I look ridiculous so Iâm in a bad mood. I wasnât able to choose my own outfit for the celebration, it was something the earl had picked out for me.
My hair was coiled in a bun on top of my head, with casual accessories and I was in elaborate, formal knight wear and a mantle. No matter how you look at it, itâs an outfit for boys. Originally, as a respectable girl, I should have been wearing a circlet and bliaud.
âThereâs no helping it. Itâs the custom.â
Earl Terejia who was next to me said so in a subdued voice. The domain lord had to personally tour the domain while he or she was still a minor for the birthday celebrations. And, for the celebration, the Axian custom for nobles is to wear formal knight attire. If he hadnât been dead, my father probably would have been wearing this.
Up until now no young girls had ever inherited the domain lordâs position, so unfortunately I have become the first ever example. Earl Terejia still dressed me in the customary knightly formal attireâ¦â¦ I guess this means that my birthday celebration will be done as if I were a boy.
Itâs finally time for me to get on horseback and lead the marching troops. Indeed as Mrs. Marshan had said so before, leading an army really wasnât for women. Also, riding a horse in a dress would be disastrous.
With this taken into consideration, I really donât see why Kamil had been laughing so hard up until now. He doesnât think that this formal attire for boys is unfitting for me. Rather, itâs something more like itâs too fitting.
âIt, itâs perfect on youâ¦â¦ Heheheâ¦â¦ Charlie isnât cute at allâ¦â¦ Hehe.â
â¦â¦Itâs reversed. It looked much better on me than expected. Is that really so funny? Well, thereâs hardly any differences between boys and girls when theyâre six years old, shouldnât it not matter that much what they wear? I feel like Iâll never understand in my life just what is it that this guy finds funny.
Our parade that had left early in the morning passed slowly through the villages. The people were quite different from the last time I had seen them, when they were filled with eyes that had wanted to kill my father and his retainers. Although they still seemed quite poor, it was a longs ways off from the unimaginable time when they were nothing but skin and bones with empty eyes. Theyâve improved thanks to the earl.
However, the number of villagers that seemed joyed at seeing me were rather limited in number, I saw quite a few people who didnât even try to conceal how much hatred was in their eyes directed at me.
I guess they still canât forgive the fact that Iâm a Cardia.
I didnât let it affect the smile on my face, and continued leading the parade as I had practiced in training. No matter which village we moved on to, there was a complicated mix of feelings directed at me.
I thought back to when the earl had just constructed the barracks. Now, the soldiersâ murderous intent towards me had faded, their attitudes toward me had gradually eased up from the point of seeming to want to tear me apart with their eyes.
Much like that time, the people are taking out their hatred of my father through me. The eyes say what the mouth doesnât, is a phrase I suddenly remembered. Everyoneâs bitter expressions testified to the veracity of that phrase, as they couldnât forgive me for being the daughter of that cruel, unforgivable domain lord.
However, at the same time, they also seemed to be at a loss for what to do, and had expectations. After all, it was unmistakeable that my guardian Earl Terejia had been the peopleâs savior. Therefore, the domainâs people saw not only my father in me, but also the earl. And, because two opposites overlapped, they were lost.
For the domainâs soldiers to finally look out for me, it had taken three months before they got used to me. I wonder how long itâll be for my domainâs people.
They canât see the work thatâs being done in the domain lordâs mansion. I wonder how long itâll take for my people to approve of me as the domain lord.
Although on the surface it appeared to be glamorous, joyful revelry, on the inside everyone was actually fully tensed up. There was nobody else who was going to relieve the tension. Otherwise, there wouldnât have been a point to the earlâs preparing this birthday celebration. Iâm a bit amazed at my own wishful thinking, but I still think itâs something worth doing.
The final village we were visiting, Shiriru village, had a strange kind of tension to it as expected, just like all the other villages. Noâ¦â¦ The atmosphere seemed to be heavier in this village, to the point where I could feel like murderous intentions were stabbing at me through the air.
Because Shiriru village is the village thatâs the farthest away from the area under direct control, reconstruction has been the slowest here. In other words, the benevolent influence that the earl had was very limited.
Although the villagers had made a sparse runway of flowers along the paradeâs path, their expressions seemed more like they were cursing rather than celebrating, it was severely depressing. With the hostility of the villagers, I felt so tense that it gnawed away at me. To them, their hatred towards my father is not merely a thing of the past. Itâs to the point where itâs like a lump lodged in their chests.
ââ¦â¦You alright?â
Kamil beside me was worried about me and asked how I was in a low voice, but I only shook my head slightly in reply. Even though the temperature was still chilly, I had a bad feeling about things and sweat was trickling down along my cheeks to my chin.
âIâll report to the earl. We need to take a break after leaving this village.â
âSorry about this.â
Even though my response was an apology, Kamil ignored my ambiguous reply and headed for the soldier ranks in the front where the earl was. I was slightly relieved that Kamil had showed some concern for me, and my breathing had improved without my realizing it from the shallow breaths I was taking earlier.
At that moment, there was a sudden commotion from the people lined up towards the right. Right when I thought something had happened and turned to look, half of my vision turned black from a shadow hurtling towards me.
âUu!!â
Along with a dull thud, pain ran along my forehead from the shock of the impact. At dealing with something unexpected, my body swayed, and I unconsciously grabbed onto the reins.
Ah, when I remembered it was already too late. Since I had suddenly pulled on the reins, my horse neighed and stood up on its hind legs. I was being shaken about so quickly that I couldnât see clearly, and soon, my body was midair.
My back slammed into the ground, knocking my breath out of me. I couldnât breathe due to the impact, and along with a strong ringing in my ears, my consciousness was fading.
A large number of people were shouting something. In my blurry vision, I saw lots of metallic silver from the soldiers glittering around me.
What had happened. A rock had been thrown at me.
Who threw it. The villagers. Someone from Shiriru village.
Due to a lack of oxygen, I was panting. The soldiers had drawn their swords. The strained tension from earlier had been completely cut. Both soldiers and villagers were panicking.
Donât kill them, is what I tried saying. Since I was out of breath, my voice wouldnât come out. I dug into the dirt with my nails out of impatience.
Donât kill. Donât kill anyone. If someone is killed now, a grudge shall remain. I could hear the earlâs voice repeating this many times, although it was muffled and distant.
Thatâs right. Donât kill anyone. If anyone is killed here today, all the work thatâs been accomplished over the past four years will be destroyed in an instant.
Did my voice come out or not. I donât know anything else that happened, as I just kept saying donât kill them over and over again in my mind with my consciousness fading.