Revenge of Reborn Villainess

‘I don’t feel like I am an empress’

Kallian resembled the emperor whom she had loved in his past life.

From the gaze to the way of speaking, even habits.

So, Kallian’s mother, Leona, also wondered if she resembled the Empress Dowager in any way.

But Leona did not resemble the Empress Dowager she knew.

‘Then, is it just a coincidence that Kallian resembles the emperor?’

The resentment that simmered in her soul was clear, but the moment of death did not come to mind clearly.

When she remembered everything, will she be able to know how she came to this place?

Regardless, in this body, in this world or the next, I am happy.

Yes. Whether this place is another world or hell, I don’t know, but it is certain that I made a wrong marriage then and now.

Just like my husband’s mother, who is obsessed with tormenting me.

Empress Dowager despised the woman from an unknown family, she tormented her, and considered her nothing more than a tool for producing heirs for the noble son.

She, who was not a daughter of a meritorious family, possessed only useless martial arts and beauty as the emperor’s woman, making her a thorn in Empress Dowager eyes.

Despite suffering many truly fatal deeds under Empress Dowager hatred…

‘I have never lost to Empress Dowager. At least not until the moment I remember.’

Eshika’s lip twisted.

‘Let alone as a wife.’

Did the concubines fear her as a ruthless and wicked woman for nothing?

For fatal actions, she responded with even more fatal actions, and for insulting deeds, she retaliated with even more insulting deeds.

Of course, her schemes were more perfect than anyone else’s.

She dreamed of becoming the only woman for the man she loved.

Even that dream turned out to be empty and futile, as she realized only at the end.

‘Whether this place is hell or not doesn’t matter. But one thing is clear…’

Eshika, who lightly landed on the window and entered the room, casually brushed off her clothes.

‘They will pay back tenfold for what they have done to me.’

Making enemies like beasts in a slaughterhouse might take time, but it will happen.

She was no longer the Eshika who knew nothing from before.

**

Hermos faced the greatest crisis of his life.

He got caught by Emilia, the maid, while producing food and elixirs.

Meaty meat, fresh vegetables, and an orange drink that looked like carrot juice… Annie looked at the plate and Hermos alternately with triangular eyes.

“What’s going on, Head Chef?”

Of course, Leona had never explicitly ordered Hermos to serve stale bread for Eshika’s meals.

She simply pursed her tongue at the sight of Eshika not being content with the simple meals she was given, and each time that happened, Eshika’s meals became miserable.

All that Eshika received went through such a process until it came to this point.

In the meantime, preparing such a splendid meal was a rebellion against Leona.

“I can’t believe it even when I see it with my own eyes. It seems that the Duchess is dissatisfied because the Head Chef is not paying attention to her these days, but to openly rebel like this…”

The maid shouted with a sharp voice.

“It seems the Head Chef no longer wants to work in Klaus residence.”

Sweat trickled down the back of Hermos’ neck.

Regret for what happened because of a few pearls, but it was already spilled water.

Hermos turned sharply and called the maid.

“Wait a moment.”

The maid looked back at Hermos with sharp eyes.

Hermos handed the cup on the tray to the maid.

The maid frowned, asking, 

“What are you doing? Are you going to make the Duchess drink carrot juice and tell her to shut up?”

“Stop talking and taste it. Seriously.”

When Hermos spoke in a strong voice, the maid, momentarily taken aback, took the cup.

I don’t know what this trick is, but I have to taste it.

The maid slowly tilted the cup and tasted the carrot juice inside.

“…….”

And after a momentary pause, she spat out the juice in her mouth.

“Phew!”

Hermos barely caught the cup as the maid tried to drop it.

The maid’s face, after tasting the juice, was turning red and blue.

The taste of the juice she had just tasted was beyond description, truly intense.

How can something like this be called juice?

Even squeezing juice from trash would be more delicious than this.

“Ugh….”

The lingering scent of the juice that had briefly flowed into her mouth made the maid retch a few times.

Watching the maid’s reaction, Hermos could understand what Eshika meant.

“Make potions according to the blending method, but never taste them. It’s something unbearable for an ordinary person like you.”

He thought he made the right decision to listen to those words.

“Also, if someone doubts the food I serve, let them taste it. Then they won’t doubt it.”

The maid took a sip of water.

Tears even welled up in her eyes.

How disgusting must the taste be for her to struggle so much?

And how does the Duchess manage to drink it?

Hermos shivered with a sense of dread.

“This is the first time in my life I’ve had something so bitter and tasteless.”

The maid said to Hermos with raised eyebrows.

Hermos, who had been in a daze, suddenly coughed.

“People get used to eating rotten things every day. So, sometimes, you have to give them a change.”

The maid nodded, smiling, and looked at the food in front of Eshika.

Just like the carrot juice with a peculiar taste, those seemingly normal dishes must have an intense flavor.

“How fun would it be if you eagerly put it in your mouth, only to find out it tastes horrible?”

It would be a commendable thing to report to the mistress.

Despite thinking that Hermos was an uninteresting person, he didn’t seem to be.

The maid, unlike before, smiled and said, “I’ll tell the Duchess about the Head Chef’s great prank.”

Hermos awkwardly smiled and nodded.

“Yeah, don’t casually doubt people next time.”

“I’m sorry about earlier. The food looked so beautiful…”

“Want to try a bite of the meat?”

“Ugh, get rid of that dreadful food.”

When Hermos deliberately approached with the plate, the maid looked disgusted.

“Then I’ll go. By the way, the mistress plans to go to the garden in the evening, so bake some cookies.”

And then she turned and left the kitchen.

Only after the maid disappeared and a few seconds passed did Hermos put his hand on his chest and let out a sigh of relief.

The deception was perfect. A smile appeared on Hermos’s lips.

Now, for a while, no one would suspect him.