Dressed as Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister

Luna froze in place, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Say "I really treat you as a tool person", he didn't think so in his heart.

Although he had intended to use her as a tool, his mentality had long since changed during the process of teaching her.

But when he explained it when he had a heart attack, Luna felt uncomfortable all over again, nothing was right, and nothing was right.

He thought about it for a few minutes, but he didn't think about it. In the end, he left without saying a word.

Leave Dusula alone in the castle.

Dusula was taken aback.

Hong Kong, she is also awkward.

Although she said the words, but being so acquiesced by the other party, I always feel that I have been treated with extraordinary contempt.

Immediately, she realized something more serious.

"You were in charge of bringing it, and you weren't responsible for taking it away?!" Dusula put her hands on her hips and roared angrily in the direction where the moon god disappeared.

No tool person can do this like you! ! !

But Dusula hasn't returned to the castle for a long time, and this is the place where she really feels safe.

...similar to the existence of home.

She misses it a little.

So Dusula simply stopped doing nothing, washed and slept, and lived in the dense forest for two days.

When she returned to the royal city of Angert, Dusula found something was wrong.

She took the lead in returning to the church.

After all, the mission is completed, so she has to settle the bill, right?

The task is settled, but this task is not considered a success.

What Dusula got from Pierre was an obituary.

Barbara Brophy has passed away.

The funeral will be held the day after tomorrow.

Dusula was confused.

Is the restriction of the moon god poisonous, or is it the fanatical believers of the demons who came to the door so quickly?

Or did something unexpected happen?

In either case, something is wrong, right?

She asked Pierre, and Pierre just said that this result was submitted to him by Alan Amos when he settled the task. Allen said that the cause of Barbara's death was sudden death. As for how it caused it, was it an accident? Pierre did not know.

Dusula hurried to Barbara's mansion to find out.

As soon as she arrived at the door, she felt a heavy atmosphere enveloped the entire mansion.

Many high-ranking officials and nobles sent people to inquire, and the butler received them one by one, and said sadly: "Although I don't want to believe it, Miss Brophy has indeed passed away."

"It's not true! Why did Miss Brophy suddenly..."

The steward wiped away his tears and explained: "It's like this. She predicted her own death a few months ago, but Miss Brophy is a very accurate predictor, and she is the wealth of the entire empire and even the world." , because of her prophecy, the church has sent divine servants to protect her."

"and then?"

"The servants have completed their mission and repelled the assassins. But, but..." the housekeeper cried sadly, "Miss Brophy died suddenly last night in the early hours of last night because of her long-term worries and lack of rest. "

Dusula squatted on the roof and listened.

she:"……"

Why do you not believe it? !

Barbara is dead, Alan must not go crazy?

When Dusula was about to ask Alan to ask for clarification, she turned her head.

"drink!"

Dusula almost fell off the roof.

Allen was right behind her.

Allen looked at her with contempt, and said, "You were so frightened that you almost fell off. How did you get promoted to two stars, and how will you be promoted to three stars in the future?"

"Oh? You agree that I have three stars in strength?" Dusula only listened to the good things in it.

The handsome Leng Ran rolled his eyes, expressing his disdain.

He pointed behind him with his thumb, "Go, follow me."

Dusula followed Alan into a carriage. The carriage was unpretentious and very ordinary. It was far from the carriage sent by Barbara. It was the kind that could be seen everywhere on the road.

Dusula glanced up and down and asked, "Is your carriage?"

Allen replied, "Of course it's mine."

"Tch, really poor." Dusula said disdainfully.

Allen: "?!"

So you asked this to humiliate me?

Allen quickly countered: "You are a two-star, how rich can you be?"

Du Sula swiped and showed the water of life: "See, how many carriages are enough for you?"

Now Alan was really shown by her, but he calculated his salary, "No, where did you get the money?"

Dusula hooked her fingers at him meanly.

Allen leaned over.

"I'll give you a code to get rich right now." Dusula looked enigmatic.

The black-haired youth waited with bated breath.

"Gambling," Dusula said.

Allen: "...?"

"Really, don't believe me. Meryl and I were almost blacklisted by all the casinos on Degenerate Street. As long as you have good skills, you won't have to run away from a mansion; as long as you have good skills, your dream of getting rich will come true!"

Seeing her like this, Allen sighed deeply.

"It's someone like you who picks up..."

"What's wrong with a person like me?"

"No." Allen shook his head, too lazy to talk to Dusula.

Of course, Dusula had the ability to drive him crazy every minute, so the two fought all the way, and finally came to a wine estate in the suburbs.

The carriage drove in and stopped in front of the door.

"It's finally here?" A voice that was both familiar and familiar, and strange and unfamiliar came from inside.

The door was pushed open.

Along with that voice, a person came out from inside.

It's Barbara.

She smiled very gently, and most importantly, she was standing on the ground with both legs, and she walked out of the door by herself.

Also wearing an elegant light green long dress, Barbara at this time, as if wearing sunshine on her body, radiated vitality from the inside to the outside.

The light blue eyes that were very light before have changed to a darker color, no longer different from ordinary blue eyes.

And her eyes, able to focus on Dusula, suddenly added a lot of spirit.

Dusula was there and knew her legs and eyes would recover, but she was still pleasantly surprised to see her so rejuvenated and refreshed.

Dusula didn't have time to ask all kinds of questions, she rushed over excitedly, supported Barbara and spun around on the spot, and Barbara's skirt bloomed a gorgeous flower in the air.

"Your legs are healed, and your eyes are healed! Wow, it's amazing!" Dusula couldn't restrain her excitement, "Barbara, congratulations!"

Such an action that fits the standard male lead in a shoujo manga was made by Dusula, and there was no sense of disobedience at all, and Barbara couldn't help but blushed slightly.

After she put down Barbara, Barbara said: "I don't call Barbara now, Barbara Brophy has lost the ability to predict, and will die with the funeral, and there will be no such person in the future. "

She looked at Dusula seriously and said, "My name is Ivy Wynn."

Dusula asked: "Is it a fabricated new identity?"

Barbara, no, Ivy Wynn shook her head, and she said, "This is the name my parents took. On the contrary, Barbara Brophy is a pseudonym."

"When my ability to predict the future was not stable, I was actually quite afraid of making mistakes in divination. Others would find me to settle accounts afterwards, so I have been working under a pseudonym." Speaking of this, Barbara couldn't help laughing, "I didn't expect a pseudonym Even more famous than her real name. I can't be bothered to correct, so 'Barbara Brophy' became famous."

"And now, I have a new identity, the owner of a wine estate. If you have time in the future, remember to come and play with me more often."

Even if Ivy didn't elaborate on the reason why she wanted to change her identity, Dusula could guess one or two.

The favor of the princes and nobles is not easy to come, and it is even more difficult to go.

Barbara, who has the ability to predict the future, is their darling and a celebrity; Barbara, who has no ability, will inevitably bear their anger.

This is called getting on a horse is easy and getting off a horse is difficult.

Barbara Brophy's death is the best choice.

There may still be people who are interested in coming to the door, but beside Ivy, there is also Alan, the four-star god servant who is dragged to the sky, isn't it?

Dusula stayed at the wine estate that night.

In the evening, a group of Ivy, Anna, the late butler, Alan, and Dusula, they ate, drank and chatted, and the feeling of "rebirth after the catastrophe" should not be too high.

Even Allen still looked shy, which really made Dusula anxious.

So she took advantage of her drink while playing games, and made a gentleman's salute, bent down and kissed the back of Ivy's hand.

The girl with a youthful look asked: "Miss Ivy, can you give me a meeting?"

Under Ivy's surprised gaze, Du Sula was directly kicked away by Alan who was afraid after stealing the house.

Now Allen had to look directly into Ivy's eyes.

The face of the black-haired youth gradually heated up and turned red.

Although he really wanted to turn his face away, but he also understood Dusula's intentions, so he forcibly restrained himself.

Allen took a deep breath.

"You, Ivy Wynn, can I, Alan Yamos, be by your side for the rest of your life?"

The confession is not like a confession, but more like a knight's oath of loyalty.

Ivy's cheeks were as red as pink roses, she squinted and smiled, her eyes were as gentle as water.

"Then please teach me more, Alan."

……

Dusula came out from Ivy's house and attended Barbara Brophy's funeral in a false appearance.

At the funeral, she showed excellent acting skills, crying subduedly and unassumingly, but extremely sad, as if she had lost her best friend but tried her best to restrain herself.

Even Linda and Meryl couldn't help comforting her, "What do you want to eat? Let me make it for you?"

Dusula: "...Then, forget it, I'm afraid I will be the next one to hold the funeral."

Meryl & Linda: "..."

Oh, it was their fault to sympathize with Dusula!

Dusula returned to the small room of the church.

Richard's potted plant is now growing lushly, and the original pot can't hold it, so it has been replaced with a large pot for trees.

Dusula looked at the green potted plants and thought of Luna for no reason.

She confirmed her identity as a tool person.

...the kind that are not worthy of being taken out of the castle.

Although this is also a fact, the contract between the two of them was established in this way from the very beginning.

but……

No but!

Dusula quickly shook her head.

But what is.

"The stone has the self-cultivation of the stone, and the tool man has the self-cultivation of the tool man. Therefore, I have to be prepared to be abandoned at any time at the critical moment, and prepare a way out for myself, which is the right way."

"Between thousands of people and you, give me [-] chances, and I will choose you too."

"Oh! Damn romance novel!"

Just when she was brainwashing herself to the fullest, and she was already a single dog with a standard revenge society mentality, a familiar voice suddenly came from the earrings she forgot to take off.

"I never said give up." Luna said.