# 45
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The twins merely spoke reluctantly in response to my words, eyeing the bouquet of mana stones placed in the corner of the seat with glances. Full of rage.
“So, if it were you, you could get first place.”
“Really unfortunate.”
They were distracted by the kiss that happened a while ago, and they rarely listened to what I said.
“Kai, the Tower Master is a dangerous person.”
“That bastard Iotias! No wonder he was constantly coming to our house. He was planning to get close to Kai. Kai, always be careful!”
The two of them looked at me with eyes glowing with anger.
Did everything I said go unheeded?
I felt astonished as I looked at the heroine of the novel and her brother as they worried about my safety, claiming that the male hero of the novel was a dangerous person.
I lost the desire to argue, so my head shook with a stupid agreement, while they began to whisper between them.
"Look at her foolish face. Isn't it normal for Iotias to be mad at her? Let's tighten the guard."
“Agreed. I will completely ban the tower’s mages from entering the palace.”
Sorry, I can hear you clearly!
Goofy face?
This face belongs to the evil woman who one day destroyed the world.
'How did I end up like this?'
Ever since I was incarnated into this world as the evil mastermind of everything, I have lived simply to escape the attention of heroes.
All I wanted was to live in peace, but because of their excessive attention, my life became full of turmoil.
Who would have imagined that all the main characters of the novel would become obsessed with evil?
I ignored the twins who were busy whispering, and turned towards the window.
The sky, which was clear when I went out in the morning, was now covered with black clouds.
Inside an office located in the corner of the first floor of the headquarters of the Imperial Wizards, there was a man shuffling papers, then he stopped working and yawned. Bored.
He had shaggy green hair, and boredom appeared in his dark green eyes.
“Hmm...”
'This is boring.'
The woman who was arranging the papers next to him saw this scene and shook her head disapprovingly.
Her pink hair moved with the movement of her head.
Two hours have passed since the start of work, and all this man did was flip the papers and yawn.
Had he not been the youngest son of the Marchioness, who was very close to the Queen Mother Lebellehn, he would have been expelled long ago.
He was born with a golden spoon in his mouth.
She clicked her tongue, muttering secretly.
The healer “Bedor” was born as the youngest son among five children of the Marquis family, and he did not have any talent for studying.
Since he would not inherit a title or wealth, he had to find a job through education, but he was a womanizer and loved to have fun. He was weak-willed, and was not fit for any work befitting his noble position.
The Marchioness could not bear this, so she spent huge sums of money on private lessons and paid bribes to the applicants, until he finally achieved He holds the position of therapist at this headquarters.
However, his professional performance remained at its worst.
Being late for work was a daily habit for him, and he would abandon his duties to harass the workers in the clinic, or bully those who were less It's important to him.
Due to many complaints, his rank was demoted to the lowest level, and his office was moved to the corner of the headquarters, but it did not change.
It was Lucy, the therapist working with him, who was experiencing both.
“Therapist Lucy, lose weight and put on some make-up. A woman should be delicate and soft. What is this appearance?”
Bidor started laughing as he poked Lucy's waist with his finger.
“Lower your weight a little, your weight.”
'Patience, patience'
Lucy was repeating this word to her secret.
She was the daughter of a baron family in a small village three hours away from the capital.
Because of her complexes about her body image, Lucy gave up entering high society early and became busy studying.
Once she reached puberty, she passed the therapists' exam and worked in a branch close to her hometown.
Her parents wanted her to marry into a wealthy noble family, and she had playboy brothers and a poor family, so Lucy wanted a daughter The greatest thing is to succeed.
T wanted to leave her boring house and go to the capital as soon as possible.
Because working in the capital means a higher salary, more relationships, and a guaranteed path to promotion.
Lucy worked hard and studied hard to get to the capital.
After five years of struggle, it was finally transferred to the main headquarters in the capital.
But her coworker was the worst of all.
Constant harassment, and sarcastic comments about her appearance and body.
She wanted very much to resign, but her six years of study prevented her.
More importantly, the salary of the therapist at the headquarters provided her with enough money to live independently without the need to get married.
She complained to her boss several times, but no measures were taken against someone with a strong back like Queen Mother Libelehn.
She decided to endure for another two weeks, until the date of the administrative transfer.
“Mr. Beddor, the director said he will come to inspect later, so hurry up and arrange the papers.”
Lucy pushed Bedor's hand away, gritting her teeth.
“Ah… that bastard Santom, why is he making things complicated?”
Bidur's hand stopped when he heard the manager's name.
He sighed and went back to sitting and staring at the papers.
Ten minutes later.
'Isn't there something fun?'
He leaned back in his chair and started yawning again.
While he was examining the office, he saw through the window a woman wandering in front of the main gate in the distance.
'Amazing!'
Even from afar, her shadow gave the impression that she was very beautiful.
Beador got up and ran towards the window, causing papers to fly onto the desk, and Lucy furrowed her eyebrows.
“I'll go out for a while!”
Bidor left quickly, and Lucy thought that his absence from her sight made her feel comfortable, and she began to collect the scattered papers.
Bedur ran towards the entrance to the headquarters, panting and wiping his sweat. His plump body was protesting against this sudden effort.
'I can't look like this in front of the beauty.'
He tried to regulate his breathing.
Meanwhile, the woman with long white hair was climbing the stairs and entering the main gate.
Bidur approached her quietly and cleared his throat.
The woman who was walking quietly turned and looked at him.
'Wow, it's a real treasure.'
As soon as their eyes met, Bidur's face turned red and he unconsciously swallowed his saliva.
He had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life.
More beautiful than Miss Iorsi, who is famous in high society, and even more beautiful than Paula, the star of the nightclub...
Perhaps it is the most beautiful ever.
Bedor thought as he looked into her eyes, red like jewels.
As usual when he sees a woman, he began to evaluate her from head to toe.
She looked like a young woman who had just reached adulthood.
Since she is wearing the Imperial Healers' uniform, this means that she is his colleague.
'That's right, the healers' exam has just ended. 'She must be a newbie.'
He started thinking quickly.
There was no family higher in status than his own on the list of successful people that he saw in the Personnel Affairs Department.
'I'm going to tease her so much.'
Pedor gave a malicious smile.
“Hey, debutante, you stand in front of your senior master without a salute, and raise your head like that?”
Bidur spoke in a stern tone to start making trouble.
'Novices usually tremble in fear when doing this. Women must be intimidated and shown superiority to make it easier to control them.'
Bedor waited for the woman in front of him to tremble and shrink in fear, but things went completely different from what he expected.
“Oh... my God!”
She looked at him with a disgusted expression as if she saw a cockroach, then she turned her face away and headed towards the knights who were guarding the entrance.
"Hello, knight. Excuse me, may I ask you? I lost some papers. Where should I go?"
When she smiled kindly at the knight, they replied that they would help her with anything.
Pedor woke up from his shock and looked at the woman who had ignored him and gone to talk to the knights.
'That...that damned one! 'I will make it an example to all the beginners.'
Bidur approached her angrily, grabbing her hair.
“Hey, you're missing my words... Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
As soon as he extended his hand, he felt a terrible pain that made him scream.
“What do you think you are doing?”
A tall woman with short hair appeared in front of him, twisting his wrist forcefully.
“Kyaaak.”
Her grip was so strong that Pedor couldn't think of anything but pain.
"Ahh! Stop...Stop, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please, forgive me!"
Bidur started crying and begging, but the woman did not answer him.
The knights and the beautiful white-haired woman couldn't bear this scene, so they began to interfere.
“Oh, Dabin, stop. He'll break his wrist.”
Dabin...?