The Crazy Villainess in This Area Is Me

Chapter 112



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Aack

, let go! Let go!”

 

Phil and the others grabbed her arms and dragged her along.

 

“How dare you! How dare you!”

 

“Shut up.”

 

They spat out curses with utter firmness. Screaming was futile. After all, there was no one else in this villa but them.

 

Ahh, ahh

! Help me! Someone, please help!”

 

“Screaming is pointless. You’ll only hurt your throat.”

 

“The noble lords have manipulated documents so that no houses or shops could come near the villa, haven’t they?”

 

Those who harbored resentment against Kriella added a word each. It was natural for it to be noisy if there were other houses or shops around the villa meant for enjoying tranquility. So, typically, nobles bribed the estate’s stewards to ensure the surroundings were quiet. Thanks to that, even if they buried this wicked devil alive, there would be no one to come to her aid.

 

“Wha-what are you trying to do…!”

 

Kriella’s eyes, which had been shamelessly defiant throughout, flickered with fear. But Phil and the others briskly ignored her, dragging her out. Finally, they reached the place they had prepared earlier.

 

“Wha-what is this…!”

 

Her gaze darted around. Around the deeply dug pit, tools used for torturing servants were lined up. Chills ran down her spine, and her lips went dry.

 

“What is this…!”

 

She never wanted to show weakness in front of them. Yet, her lips were trembling involuntarily, not from the cold.

 

“Why are you trembling like that when it’s not even cold?”

 

They mocked Kriella openly, laughing scornfully.

 

She gritted her teeth, biting her lips hard. The bitter taste of blood was preferable to their ridicule.

 

“We want to do to you exactly what you did to those you killed.”

 

“…What?”

 

“Evil must be repaid with evil. Otherwise, my mother, who died unjustly, would be too pitiful, wouldn’t they…?”

 

A woman standing next to Phil added, her voice trembling but her lips twisted into a smirk. She then lifted a tool resembling tongs.

 

“Wa-wait”

 

She moved as if she would thrust it into Kriella’s mouth right then.

 

“Just wait! I said wait! I’m sorry, I was wrong. I admit I was wrong!”

 

Inside, she thought they deserved to die, but she uttered apologies, trying to escape the situation.

 

“I must have been insane. No, I’m really insane. Right? Like I have dementia. No, I really have dementia. I’m sick.”

 

Overwhelmed by terror, Kriella babbled incoherently.

 

“Are you going to do this to a sick person?

Huh

? You’re not bad people, are you? Bad people are like me, right. I deserve punishment. But not like this. You don’t want to become someone as vile as me, do you?”

 

Her words momentarily softened the murderous intent in their eyes. Seizing the moment, Kriella babbled even more.

 

“Why bother getting your hands dirty? I’ll be punished by heaven, for sure. The ones I killed… I mean, they wouldn’t want their children to become brutal murderers. Right?”

 

She awkwardly finished her plea. Hope flickered in her eyes as she looked at them. Under the black night sky, only the sound of crickets broke their silence.

 

Finally, Phil spoke. “…Alright.”

 

He approached the woman, gently taking the tool from her hand.

 

“We don’t need to get our hands dirty.”

 

At those words, Kriella forced down her rising smile. Foolish commoners, easily swayed by a few flickering words, were indeed stupid. She inwardly ridiculed the idiots before her. There was never anything wrong with her actions. It was the victims’ fault, not hers.

 

“Right. That’s very thoughtful of—”

 

Just as she was about to commend their thoughtfulness, Phil interjected.

 

“Let’s just kill her cleanly.”

 

“…What?”

 

“We can’t let ‘evil’ like you roam free in society. Our deceased parents wouldn’t want that either.”

 

“You plan to become murderers?!”

 

Confused, she yelled out. Then Phil just scoffed and spoke.

 

“Murderers?”

 

He leaned down to meet Kriella’s gaze eye to eye.

 

“Why murderers?”

 

Then he whispered as if confiding, “You’re not human, you’re an evil.”

 

“You, you…!”

 

“Let’s bury her.”

 

At Phil’s command, everyone picked up shovels. He nudged her body with his foot.

 

Aah

!”

 

Kriella rolled into the prepared pit, her hands and feet bound. She frantically tried to scramble up like a caught fish.

 

“Please, no! I beg you!”

 

Then she began to plead desperately, hands clasped together.

 

“Save me. I’m already so old. I have no strength!”

 

“Did you listen when my father begged? You’re making senseless excuses.”

 

“I don’t want to die like this! Why must I, once the wife of the Marquis Hamilton, die so miserably!” Kriella screamed, her voice grating like the slaughter of a pig.

 

“If you had thought about the possibility of revenge when you committed those deeds…!” Overwhelmed with grief, tears streamed down Phil’s face. “If you hadn’t killed people so easily…!”

 

He held the shovel tightly, sobbing. “Someone’s father, someone’s mother… you shouldn’t have treated them like that…”

 

Moved by Phil’s words, everyone sobbed along. They were all victims who had lost their parents to Kriella. In memory of those who had unjustly left the world, Phil and the others began shoveling dirt around the pit.

 

“No… no…!”

 

As they hurled dirt over her screaming face, the soil rose around her body like water. Phil gagged Kriella’s mouth. Then, excluding her face, they buried her entire body in the ground.

 

Ugh, mgh

!”

 

“Feel the misery we felt.”

 

“Take care, Big Madam.”

 

Uuuuph

!”

 

With only her head exposed, she thrashed about. But her body, buried in the ground, couldn’t even twitch a finger, and the commoners who buried her had already left her sight.

 

Uuph

!”

 

She couldn’t die like this. Her death should have been mourned by the nobles in the hall of the Hamilton March.

 

Kriella moistened the gag in her mouth with saliva. Then, working her tongue hard, she began to dislodge the gag. After hours of effort, sweating coldly, the gag finally fell from her mouth.

 

Ha…

!”

 

Her facial muscles felt paralyzed, but she couldn’t give up now. She had to escape while she still had some strength.

 

“Stupid fools. If you were going to bury me, you should have buried my head too!”

 

As if she had already escaped from the ground, she laughed scornfully. But her laughter didn’t last long. She had thought that removing the gag would allow her to do something, but the hard soil prevented any movement. Moreover, the ground was hot during the day and cold at night. It felt like alternating between burns and frostbite.

 

“I can’t die like this… not like this…”

 

Days passed. Without food, her face turned pale blue, and her life force dimmed. She could vividly feel her own demise.

 

Exhausted, Kriella slowly blinked her eyes. Her eyelids felt as heavy as if rocks were placed on them. But the fear that if she closed her eyes now, she might never open them again, prevented her from comfortably closing her eyes.

 

Sob, sob

… What did I do wrong…?”

 

Until the very end, Kriella cried out in grievance, unaware of her own wrongdoing. Then, something cold dropped on her head with a click. Her bloodshot eyes slowly turned towards the sky.

 

“Indeed…”

 

Along with the gray clouds, soon a heavy downpour fell from the sky.

 

“The heavens are on my side…!”

 

And with that rainwater, the soil that had imprisoned her body softened.

 


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