I Played the Role of the Adopted Daughter Too Well - Chapter 11

Chapter 11

After sending Xenon out, Viola sat on the sofa.

Tundra collapsed and breathed out a little breath. Just looking at his state, it felt like he was going to run out of breath right away.

‘He had to get used to the set up in the novel.’

Tundra has two appearances.

He has a strong liking for her as a ruler. Tundra falls in love with Viola’s dominion in the original novel.

However, he always feels deficient in his heart. Tundra, who had been abandoned by his mother, was in a state of lacking self-awareness. He longs for a warm and benevolent appearance to Viola.

Though, there is no such characteristic in Viola, in the original novel.

Later, Tundra was stabbed to death by Viola. Novels flow in a direction that was not a happy ending for everyone.

Arin thought it would be nice if the novel went on a more beautiful plot.

Tundra spoke quietly. “…Is that…?”

“What?”

“…Is it?”

“What are you saying?”

“Are you serious?”

‘It won’t be okay.’
‘But I’ll be next to you.’

That’s…

He wanted to ask if she was serious, but before Viola answered, Tundra fainted.

Three hours later.

Tundra finally came to his senses again.

“…What should I do now?”

He just has to be healthy and take my side. His very existence itself would be a big help to me. If I introduce him to Lord Hixen later, he’ll be his Sword Master.

Tundra concluded by himself.

“You said you needed an extremely loyal dog, didn’t you?”

“That’s right.”

“Do I have to call you my master?”

“Yes, that would be better.”

Tundra was lost in thought for a moment. Then, he nodded his head.

“Okay, I’ll be your dog, master.” He responded.

I am very determined, but I still felt ashamed and uncomfortable to hear such things.

‘This is a fantasy world.’

I can’t be naive in this world.

Meanwhile, Tundra adjusted very quickly to this kind of situation.

He then continued with an expression and tone that did not contain any hint of emotions.

“I’ll bark if you want me to cry, I’ll open my stomach if you want me to, and I’ll lick your feet if you want me to. I’m going to be yours and yours only.”

‘No, wait a second.’

I’ve never said that before, have I? Why are you licking my feet that are dirty?

“So, keep your word.”

“What promise?”

“I’m not okay, but I promise I’ll be next to you.”

Viola glanced at Tundra.

I haven’t seen him for long.

My heart is so broken. I haven’t seen Kang Han-Joon for a long time. The last time I did, I was a mess.

“Your promise…keep your word.”

Tundra’s eyes reddened.

He wanted someone to be next to him. He just wants someone besides him.

Viola knew it well. She barely answered.

“Respect. Be pure. Habits are important.”

Tundra nodded, gave her a ‘Male Lead’ look, and answered her with the same aura.

“Yes, I will be your dog and will help you swallow Verratoux.”

“…Tomorrow. Let’s go to your father.”

I commanded Xenon to prepare a chrysanthemum flower.

***

In front of the ruined cabin.

Tundra wielded a wooden bat and screamed.

“Get out of here, you motherfuckers!”

There was a bald eagle that kept coming back, and it was digging up Tundra’s father’s body. Tundra held his father’s body and cried for a long time.

“You said you’d stay with me! You promised me you wouldn’t abandon me, but you still abandoned me!”

He cried and cried for such a long time. Viola isn’t particularly comforting him.

She just let him be.

No consolation would reach him right now.

Kang Hanjoon did the same to me. Instead of uttering words, he just stayed by my side. It was already great support for the little Arin.

Viola approached Tundra.

‘I will just stay by your side.’

Tundra looked up to Viola after sobbing for a while on his knees.

Seeing his face covered with tears and mucus, Viola avoided his eyes, which were filled with sadness.

“Master.”

“What?”

“Can’t you hug me?”

Viola’s body flinched. ‘With that kind of face?’

With Kang Han joon’s face and body.

You’re not my usual oppa, who would say, ‘Don’t be so pathetic.’

Though it was just so irresistible, she approached Tundra and hugged him slightly, and patted him on the back.

The twelve-year-old Tundra is much larger than the seven-year-old Viola.

Viola felt like she was the young Arin again.

Thump, thump.

My heart continuously pounds.

‘Huh…?’

However, it was far from a rational feeling.

‘This feeling again.’ Her consciousness became blurry again.

This happened whenever I looked at Tundra’s eyes for too long or whenever I touched him.

‘Uh…r…wahh.’

Xenon, who was watching quietly from behind, noticed it.

‘Your real aptitude appeared again!’

He could see it in Viola’s eyes. Xenon is a little excited to see that.

‘Now you can stab the back of that toy to death any time. She does look like she was practicing it in secret.’

Her eyes proved it. Viola’s reddened eyes and Xenon’s eyes met.

Viola grinned.

It was a mysterious smile of blood-crazy murder, that had found her toy. Viola’s eyes were filled with a murderous aura and curiosity at the same time.

She was looking at him as if she wanted to stab, kill, and just be filled in a frenzy.

‘She is very much like a Verratoux right now.’ However, at the same time, sometimes not so much.

‘Since she’s an adopted daughter, she is different. She’s not even a pure-blood Verratoux.’

Princess Viola’s move was expected. It is impressive to see her changing her mask so naturally.

At that age, wearing a mask and using tricks like that.

Tundra dug his father’s grave on the ground. His hand was bleeding, but he didn’t care. He then laid his father on the deep ground. His father was buried deep enough that the mountain animals could not dig him up again.

Tundra dropped his head in front of his father’s tomb.

“Father.”

Of course, he didn’t get an answer.

“Thank you for being by my side.”

Although he was a poor father, Tundra was proud to have him as his father.

“Don’t worry. Someone else is next to me now. She will stay by my side.”

Viola brought out the chrysanthemum flower. Tundra took it from her.

He wiped his tears bravely and laid down the chrysanthemum flower in front of his father’s tomb.

“I’m leaving now. You’ve been through a lot. There’s no suffering now. Please relax in the sky.”

Viola and Tundra came back to the room.

“Xenon.”

Xenon opened the door and came in.

“Did you call me, Princess?”

“Hey, I don’t like that thing.”

He pointed his finger at Tundra. His body flinched.

“Then, shall we kill him now?”

“Give him a room and feed him warm food.”

Tundra is not in a very good condition. Even considering that this place is a lot wealthier than her original world. Maybe Tundra grew up without eating properly. He is a poor hunter’s son, after all.

“…What?”

“My dog, when it’s kneeling like this, my dignity goes down.” Viola smiled lightly.

Her expression was full of elegance and grace.

That’s what Xenon saw.

“Everything I have should be all beautiful, even if it’s a toy.”

‘So, eat a lot of delicious food and cheer up.’

If Han-Joon looks handsome, I would get annoyed by him first.

Though I do feel weird.

…Am I becoming a tsundere?

“Xenon, do you understand?”

“Yes, that’s good reasoning.”

Xenon is convinced, she is impressive.

‘Everything I have should be beautiful, even if it’s a toy.’ Her words were very Verratoux like reasoning.

He bent down deeply.

“Master, I accept you, Viola, as a Verratoux, my Princess.”

Verratoux seemed to have a strange emphasis, but Viola didn’t pay much attention.

Hours went by.

‘It’s almost time. Vixen’s going to be beaten up and moan in pain again.’

Not only did I need Tundra on my side, but I also had to make Vixen side with me as well.

‘I have a long way to go.’

I then headed to Vixen’s room. But there was an unexpected person who was waiting for Viola.

Vixen, who collapsed in blood, was under her feet.

Red hair that resembles fire, and eyes that look like salmosa.
Pale skin
Red plump lips that look like she just ate strawberries.

She had a strange atmosphere as though she was a witch from somewhere remote. However, she is a strangely beautiful woman. Viola quickly realized who that woman was.

“Duchess Isabella.”

The most influential figure in this family

She was the Duchess of Heron, who had power supporting her.

There is no love between Duke Heron and her, but they are faithful to each other.

“You must be Princess Viola.”

“Hello, Duchess Isabella.”

“I can’t believe you recognized me at once. You must have studied hard.”

Viola bit her lips without realizing it.

It felt as if a giant serpent was looking into her mind, and Viola wanted to fall in an instant.

As expected, this is a fantasy world. A place where people can faint from eye contact. A world of living, mana, and magic.

‘Don’t let your momentum slip.’

I swallowed the nervousness in my heart out. If I fail now, I’m done for.

“Yes, the Duke of Verratoux is a wild beast.”

“You have a good understanding.”

The lips of the Duchess of Isabella drew a smirk.

“Is it because you are from a poor family? You look like you are quick-witted.”

She sighed as she looked at Vixen, who had fallen to the ground.

“My son is nice, but he’s not spiteful. Because he is born into a noble family and grew up like a greenhouse plant.”

Being from a poor family with an unknown descent, she would likely say, “Don’t hang out with my noble son…”