Chapter 36
Chapter 36
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: Noble Murder Attempt (1)
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"Take this~! Butt probe~!!"
"…………!!"
The chilling agony piercing between my cheeks, and the way my mouth instinctively clamped shut from the pain.
It had been so long since I'd felt pain this excruciating, the kind that stole my voice away.
In that instant, the sheer intensity surging from my lower body straight to my brain left my mind reeling.
When I came to, my body was already sprawled on the floor, face buried in that loathsome pig bastard's clothes.
"Guhhh…!!"
The lethal shock that had robbed me of speech faded after a moment, only for a throbbing secondary pain to rise from between my cheeks.
The humiliation of getting a butt probe from that damn disgusting pig bastard was one thing, but right now, the raw ache in my ass was overwhelmingly worse.
'Fuck… that hurts like hell, you piece of shit…!'
I'd been bent over awkwardly, picking up the clothes from the floor, ass sticking out.
And the weight of that finger jab from his hefty bulk charging in—it was no joke I could just shrug off.
The agony boiling up from my lower half was so searing that I forgot for a moment that my face was buried in that repulsive pig bastard's filthy laundry.
'I can't believe this shit….'
I'd always kept the thought in the back of my mind: smash that fucker the second he pulled any bullshit.
But I'd never imagined he'd actually go and do something this goddamn insane if I let him be.
Fuck. Even patience has limits.
I don't give a shit if Harold hauls me in later and I die for it.
Whatever comes after, fuck it—future me can deal.
If I don't plant my fist in that damn pig bastard's face right now, I'm gonna lose my shit from the rage….
"Hahaha! How's my ultimate move taste?!"
"……."
"This is what you get for always ignoring me, you maid!"
……He's laughing?
After turning me into this pathetic mess, he's laughing?
"……."
My brain, cooled by rage beyond limits, coldly analyzed my current situation.
Not wanting that loathsome pig bastard to notice the change, I casually stood up as if nothing was wrong.
The only exit was the door. And I'd closed it when I came in, so it was already shut.
The window was closed too—no worries about sound leaking out.
Even if Ethan tried to bolt for it now, I was closer to the door anyway.
…Not ideal conditions, but the bare minimum was met.
For killing that damn trash pig bastard right here.
"……."
"…Maid?"
I approached him without a word, and the loathsome fool didn't even think to run, looking baffled.
Once he was in range, I whipped a piece of laundry from my hand around his neck.
The pig bastard, suddenly collared by his lifeline, didn't even resist—just flailed his feet as his throat was crushed.
"Guhk…?!"
-Thud!
Too late to dodge me now—his neck was in my grip, no freedom left.
His unbelievably heavy body for his age toppled backward with a dull thud.
I mounted him, pressing one knee into his solar plexus.
Still gripping the cloth choking his neck with both hands.
"Kghk… Gek…!"
…How the hell did it come to this?
I'd clearly tried to make things work at first.
He clawed at my wrists with both arms, desperate to pry my hands away, but his flabby, muscle-less arms couldn't overpower a level 5 adult woman's grip.
His squat body's frantic struggles only tightened the noose further, weighed down by his own bulk.
"Kgh… Guh…."
"……."
For a split second, his pitiful upturned eyes and head shakes nearly softened me, but I steeled myself, bearing down harder with my grip and weight.
Whether I loosened now or strangled him to the end, the punishment coming my way wouldn't change much at this point.
'I didn't want it to come to this.'
No matter how many times I'd killed this pig bastard in my imagination, I'd rarely ever seriously thought about actually doing it in this world.
Even if he was a game character, he was a living, breathing person right in front of me—any sane mind would recoil at taking a life.
Even that prank just now—if he hadn't sneered at the end, I might've endured it somehow.
But this was the limit.
No matter how I tried to hold back or tough it out, his pranks were getting worse by the day, and his personality showed no sign of improving.
I couldn't picture any ending in my head other than becoming this pig bastard's plaything forever.
Better to kill him here and now, then flee the Blackwood territory across the border somehow.
A future harsher than slave life as Ethan's toy—hell, a future so agonizing it was practically guaranteed—awaited me.
And I couldn't even bear imagining what an enraged Harold might do to Isabel and Katarina left in the mansion.
But.
But, but.
None of that seemed reason enough to keep enduring while shredding my own dignity.
I'd died in an accident, reincarnated into my favorite game world, thinking I could chase my dreams a bit.
And now this one pig bastard was gonna chain me up for life?
Just because I possessed Lilith?
If this world was gonna fuck with my life over bullshit like that, I'd flip the table first.
Go ahead, try it.
Let's see you handle Luminor Academy now that the early villain and all the key members are already dead.
"Guhhh… Gu, guh…."
Tears streaming from both eyes—terror, pain, or both—from the pig bastard.
Unable to keep staring at his face, I squeezed my eyes shut and turned my head left.
If I didn't kill him now, I'd be the "Foolish Maid Lilith" forever.
If I didn't kill Ethan.
If I didn't kill this damn pig bastard right now.
For Lilith.
For me.
A happy ending could never exist.
…
…
…
With resolve to cinch the cloth one last time and end him, my hands hesitated at the final moment.
The laundry slipped from my grasp, falling to the floor.
"Khuhk, khek…?"
"Hic, sob…."
Fuck….
I really, really wanted to kill this bastard….
So badly it was driving me insane….
But thinking of the fallout from killing this fucker, I couldn't bring myself to do it.
Isabel, my one friend who'd helped me since before I regained my memories as Lilith.
And Katarina, who nearly met ruin from a false charge in the original game but was miraculously saved.
The moment I killed Ethan, Harold's punishment would surely rain down on them too.
If it was just my life on the line, I'd have done it without hesitation.
But in this world, a noble's life outweighed a commoner's from the start.
If I killed Ethan here, every servant in Blackwood Mansion could lose their heads and it wouldn't be strange.
That's why I couldn't decide.
This damn pig bastard was too high up for me to act on my solo rage and whims.
I was just a powerless, pitiful debt maid.
"Hic, sob…."
"…Khek, ma-maid?"
"Hic, sniff, hic…."
"Maid… Khuhk, a-are you crying?"
Wondering what the pig bastard under me was babbling, I touched my face on instinct—tears were pouring endlessly now that they'd started.
Not wanting to show this ugly side to him too, I whipped my head away to hide them.
"Ma-maid?"
"…Don't talk to me, you fucking bastard Ethan."
"……!!"
He shut his mouth in shock, never expecting curses from me.
Sensing this moment was the last of my life anyway, I unleashed every pent-up emotion on the little shit beneath me.
"You fucking bastard. You goddamn pig shit."
"……."
"Putting up with your childish pranks once or twice is one thing. You're such revolting trash just looking at you."
"…Maid?"
"A worthless piece of shit like you being born a noble is this world's biggest stain. No brains in that head, selfish as hell, swinging noble power around like it's a toy—you being Blackwood nobility is the world's greatest disgrace."
"Ma-maid… what's wrong…?"
"I said don't talk to me, you fucking asshole. Just breathing the same air as you makes me wanna puke."
"……."
"Live like that your whole life, you pig bastard. Never give a fuck about anyone else's feelings—live selfish forever."
"Ma-maid…."
"Live your whole worthless life never realizing what a retard you are, then get stabbed to death by some commoner magic swordsman who crosses your path."
"……."
"Buried in a grave no one but your dad ever visits, achieving jack shit, forgotten forever, you fucking prick."
My rage-cooled head heated up again with excitement, spewing every curse rattling in my skull.
All the resentment from his pathetic bullshit I'd endured, and curses for the end he'd meet.
His kid brain probably got half of it, but who cares.
He was doomed anyway. Dumping it all before the end was enough.
…Oh, almost forgot something important.
"Hey, Ethan."
"Y-yeah…?!"
"What just happened? That was all me. I did it solo 'cause you're such a fucking asshole."
"…What do you…."
"No conspiracy, no one plotting with me to kill you—just me wanting you dead, you fucking bastard."
"……!"
"So if you snitch to your dad, tell him this: Your exclusive maid Lilith snapped solo and tried to kill you."
No clue if the kid would parrot it straight, but I had to say it.
At least to minimize blowback on Isabel or Katarina.
Attempted murder, not noble slaying—sentence might lighten a bit.
…Maybe it'd end with just my head rolling.
If I actually killed the pig bastard here, that'd be damning Isabel and Katarina unforgivably.
"These three months as your exclusive maid? Utterly fucking disgusting."
"……."
"That's over today too. Your dad won't let me live once he hears I tried to kill you."
"Ma-maid… wait…!"
"Working with you sucked. Never see you again."
-Bang!
With little time left as Lilith, I didn't want to see that trash's face another second.
I bolted from his room, abandoning the laundry.
Leaning blankly against the wall beyond the door, I sorted through the mess I'd just made in my head.
Noble murder attempt.
The Blackwood duke's only son's murder attempt, no less.
Ways to survive? Better to assume none.
It was such a grave crime, I'd thank them for a quick hanging or beheading.
"Haaa…."
If I'd known it'd end like this, I'd have blown all my magic on fun spells before dying, growth be damned.
Half a year in my favorite game from past life, wasted babysitting Ethan.
The "Foolish Maid Lilith" route stayed shitty, content changed or not.
"Fuck…. Hic, fuuuck…."
Tears I'd held back for so long poured out endlessly.