The Reborn Lady is Loved by her Foster Brother: The Scariest Villain - Chapter 28

CHAPTER 28 – I Want To Be Strong

‘But… How exactly can I become stronger?’

　Ortansia was thinking about this as she hugged the cushion tightly on the bed in her room.

‘Speaking of being strong, strong…’

The first thing that came to her mind was the image of a brave knight holding a sword.

‘If I train myself, I too can become a great knight… Right?’

When she thought of this, she instantly got excited. Even if an enemy comes at her, She will beat him to a pulp.

　Ortansia’s eyes lit up as she stood up, imagining herself coolly defeating her opponents.

Seeing her, Pamela, who was standing by, widened her eyes in surprise.

“Where are you going, Young lady?” 

“The Order of the Knights.”

“The Order of the Knights? Why do you want to go to such a place.?”

“I want to be a strong knight!”

“What?”

Pamela was shocked, and Ortansia asked her for help.

“Pamela,” Ortansia asked, her eyes flashing, “can you take me there?”

“No! It’s too dangerous for you!”

Pamela, who basically puts Ortansia’s will first, was firmly opposed to the idea.

“Does the young lady know what the knights does! They handle dangerous weapons, you know? If something were to happen to the young lady in the process oh, the horror!”

“Pamela, please.”

Ortansia mustered the sweetest voice she could and clung to Pamela’s apron.

“Please, Pamela, you are  the only one I can ask to do this. Pamela doesn’t like Sia…?”

With her eyes moistening, Ortansia unleashed a blustery attack.

Of course, it has already been researched that it is highly effective on Pamela.

Again, Pamela didn’t last more than a few seconds before she fell.

“Ugh… I can’t help it! However, please don’t ever do anything dangerous, okay?　It will be just a visit!”

“Wow! I love you Pamela!”

As she hugged her tightly, Ortansia grinned wickedly so Pamela wouldn’t see.

“Wow, so this is where the knights train!”

　And so Ortansia and Pamela stepped into the knight’s training ground. The Duke of Verite had a private knighthood of a decent size.

　In her first life, Ortansia knew of its existence, but she had never bothered to go to the training ground to see it.

She had a complex about her illegitimate (or not) origins.

‘Ummm… even the servants were cold at first, and they looked at me with great disdain’

Although she had come here with great enthusiasm, Ortansia was beginning to lose her confidence.

　But there was no way she could say, “Let’s go back” after everything

　As she was quietly walking forward, one of the knights who was resting nearby noticed her and called out to her.

“Hey, how can I help you?”

“This is the Duke’s daughter, Lady Ortansia. Lady Ortansia wishes to meet with the Deputy Commander of the Order.”

“Duchess? I beg your pardon, I’ll go get the Deputy Commander now!”

Heh… It might have turned out to be more serious than I thought.’

Ortansia regretted a little that she had come so carelessly.

‘Being a duchess is a tough position…’ She couldn’t help thinking that as she fidgeted and waited, she eventually saw a burly man coming towards her with the knight from earlier.

‘This man is the deputy captain…’

　Ortansia looked up timidly at the man in front of her. He was probably in his forties. Even through his clothes, you could see his well-trained muscles.

…A big ferocious bear.

That was Ortansia’s first impression of the man in front of her.

Quite scary, to be honest.

‘Yes, of course, he is the leader of the knighthood. He should have this level of dignity’

　The head of the Order of Knights was Ortansia’s father, the Duke of Verite. However, her father was only the nominal head of the order, and it is the man in front of her who practically leads the knighthood.

“It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Ortansia.”

　He knelt down in front of her and fixed his gaze on her

“My name is Ambert Tellier, vice-commander of the Order of Verité.”

“It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sir Terrier. My name is Ortansia, and I am now a member of the Dukes of Verite. Please, accept my compliments.”

　When she bowed with the utmost elegance, remembering Annabelle’s lesson, Sir Terrier’s eyes narrowed.

“Oh, well…”

‘Ugh, did I do something wrong ……?’

Sir Terrier stared at Ortansia, who was inwardly panicking.

“I beg your pardon, but you don’t look much like your father or brother.”

As soon as Ortansia heard those words, she felt as if her heart had frozen.