Chapter: 176
It wasn’t hard to catch on to this guy’s intentions.
With his relaxed demeanor and the way he managed his voice, I couldn’t miss it.
Seriously, is this idiot’s brain located in his lower half?
It’s true that my appearance is beautiful. If I just keep my mouth shut, I look exactly like a doll you’d want to hug.
However, the infamous name of Lucy Allen has the power to overshadow any beauty.
Even the adventurers in Menestel are aware of this fact, yet Meg, this idiot, was blinded by looks and approached me.
No. Wait.
It’s true that Meg is a fool in whatever settings or actions, but after all, he’s a count with at least some education.
He can’t be so low-level that he wouldn’t recognize Lucy if he approached.
He most likely came over without knowing who Lucy is. Just someone he spotted while walking by.
Sure. That has to be it.
It better be the case.
“Excuse me…”
“Hey there, perverted creep who has lust for little girls. Do you know me? I don’t know guys like you.”
“As expected, you have a foul mouth, Lady Allen. Is it that you’re a thorny flower?”
Wait, what? This guy is just a brainless idiot stuck in a lower half fixation!
I never expected there to be a bigger lunatic than a sloppy fox.
Sigh. Why does the world have to be so vast in the wrong direction?
Having lost a glimmer of hope, I let out a sigh, but Meg’s laughter didn’t waver at all.
“I’m just going to sit here for a moment.”
Without asking my opinion, Meg tried to take a seat, but Karl, who was behind me, stopped him.
“Georg Count. The lady…”
“Shut up, you silly knight. How dare a fool who can’t even use magic speak to me?”
Meg’s gaze toward Karl was filled with disgust.
Hatred toward someone of a lower status than him. Disdain for a knight who couldn’t use magic. And hatred for someone trying to ruin his romantic endeavors.
“Shut up before I stitch your mouth shut.”
What an absurd confidence. What does this guy believe in to act so boldly?
Is it the count title he hasn’t received yet?
Or maybe his delusions of grandeur about his pathetic magic skills?
Perhaps it’s the guards that are obviously easy to destroy if I fought with full power right now?
No matter what he believes, it’s just laughable when he acts like he’s important, knowing that if Karl truly decides to draw his sword, he’ll lose his head without even resisting.
Karl probably knows that too. It must annoy him to see someone inferior prancing around before him.
But as a knight and a guard, he maintained courtesy.
“I’m sorry. But please step aside.”
“Hah. This is why those so-called knights can’t get anywhere. Is your brain full of muscles? You lack intelligence. Try to be more flexible, stupid knight.”
Sigh. Really annoying, isn’t it?
Insulting and despising me is fine.
I’ve endured those looks and words since I became possessed by Lucy’s body.
I’m worn out! I’ve got no place left to hurt.
But insulting those around me is different.
Especially if they stepped forward for me.
“Step back.”
“But, lady…”
“Do I need to repeat myself, dog?♡”
Only after I said one more word did Karl bite his lip and step back.
Meg, smirking at him, sat down directly opposite me.
Oh, how convenient.
I had been stressed from tackling the Menestel dungeon, and now, here’s a punching bag I could torment without guilt!
“Thanks for letting me sit.”
“I was curious about what kind of creature thinks with its lower half instead of its brain.♡”
“Ahem.”
When I returned the very words he used, the punching bag cleared his throat awkwardly as if uncomfortable.
Hmm. This punching bag isn’t so bad. He tries to look tough but I like how his lips quiver.
“Lady Allen, is there a special reason you planned to dine here?”
“There’s no reason, silly!♡ How could I sit here without a reason?♡ Oh~ You really have to think with your lower half, don’t you?♡ Poor you~♡”
As I decided I wanted to provoke him, my body naturally moved.
Giggle. A blatant condescending look. A hand near my mouth without the intention of covering it.
This truly is the Mesugaki skill! One thing I excel at!
Provoked, the punching bag bit his lip but raised his voice.
“That’s not it. I wanted to invite you to my meal, if it’s not a necessity to eat here.”
“Are you deaf?♡ I just told you I’m sitting here on purpose!♡ You can’t even get that? Maybe your ears are attached to your lower half too?♡ Do I have to talk down to you?♡ Haha! Totally disgusting~♡ A trash like you just evolved like that, huh?♡”
I could see the punching bag’s hands clenching tightly. He was shaking with anger. I could tell he wanted to slap me if given the chance.
Wow. Truly exceptional restraint. Given the provocation by my Mesugaki skills, he should be seeing red by now.
Is this what you get when you give up your life to your lower half? Impressive. Not that I want to emulate it at all.
“Then can I arrange to meet at another opportunity?”
“Where should I reply this time?♡ Up? Or down?♡”
“Lady Allen.”
The voice he had been trying to keep soft was now filled with frost.
Is the punching bag’s durability reaching its limit? The impact isn’t bad, but the fragility is the problem. Maybe I should contact the manufacturer.
“Just kidding♡ When have you been okay?”
When I asked back, a slight joy appeared on the punching bag’s face. Trying to hide his happiness is mildly irritating.
“Um, how about tomorrow?”
“Not happening♡”
“The day after?”
“That won’t work either♡”
“Is there a day in this week that works for you?”
“None?♡”
“Are you teasing me?”
Hahaha! You finally got it?♡ So dumb!♡ I could never set a date with a trash like you!♡”
As the question-and-answer continued, the punching bag’s gradually decaying face turned serious.
“Lucy Allen.”
“What?♡ Were you expecting something?♡ Did a cute girl like me entertain you?♡ But what should we do?♡ I can’t stand seeing a loser like you!♡ Just looking at you makes me want to puke!♡”
As I pretended to gag, the punching bag slammed his hand on the table and stood up, glaring at me.
“Enough of this.”
“Is that supposed to be a threat?♡ Wow~ so terrifying♡ Pfft! Totally shoddy!♡”
Continuing the provocation, the punching bag finally snapped.
Unable to contain his anger, he grabbed my wrist.
As expected of a pudding-like punching bag, his movements were slow enough for me to add the word “shoddy” three times in between, but I deliberately let him catch me.
Why? To give me justification, of course.
“I told you to stop!”
Now, let’s look at this situation objectively.
Who approached first? The punching bag.
Did he forcefully join without consent? The punching bag.
Who yelled and forcefully grabbed my wrist? The punching bag.
Witnesses? Everyone in this restaurant, popular enough for Nick to recommend.
So what I’m about to do is self-defense.
A little girl like me being threatened by a scary-looking man, right? Naturally, I should resist.
If I had been of lower status, I might have needed a better excuse, but I’m the daughter of the high-ranking Allen family who reigns over the continent.
This piece of trash is perfect for a good lesson. Don’t you think?
I leaped from my chair, stepping on the table to land a blow on the punching bag’s face.
I didn’t put all my strength into it. Otherwise, there would’ve been a casualty.
Well, hopefully, I didn’t just break a couple of his teeth.
The punching bag flew back and collapsed onto the floor, staggering up as he clutched the spot where I hit him.
“You little shit!”
“What?♡ Turns out you’re not a wizard, but a clown?♡ Fits you perfectly♡ I mean, even your looks are hilarious!♡”
As I tried to approach him, the guards who had been waiting behind the punching bag blocked my way.
“Lady Allen, I’m sorry but…”
“If you know you should be sorry, why speak?♡ Trying to get beaten?♡ It seems your master and all you perverted spawns are the only ones here?♡ Truly disgusting!♡”
“That’s absolutely not true.”
“Then could you kindly fuck off?♡ Before I tell Papa about all you creeps?♡”
Think wisely. If you wrap this up here, it will end on my terms.
Nothing else would happen apart from your idiot master getting hit.
But what would happen if this doesn’t end here and drifts to Benedict?
Are you confident you can handle that hot-tempered uncle?
If it were me, I would never want to turn that man into an enemy.
“Step back.”
Before I could say another word, the head of the guards spoke up.
Ha! Right? Aren’t you scared of Benedict? Why bother with this nonsense if you’re going to step back anyway?
You’re just making me more annoyed.
“What are you talking about! A guard like you can’t…”
“I take responsibility. Step aside.”
As the guards moved back, the punching bag came fully into view.
He was looking at me with eyes full of fear.
Just a moment ago, he thought he was superior, now he’s staring at me with fear.
How pathetic.
And how hilarious.
“Come at me! I’ll knock you out!”
“Give it a try. There’s no way I’d get hurt by trash like you!♡”
As if daring him to use magic, I casually shifted my feet, and the punching bag actually started casting a spell.
Wow. He really is beyond imagination. Prioritizing his own safety over conflict with other families, huh?
Moreover, he uses fire magic. I remember it well, having seen Joy use it a lot.
Casting fire magic in a wooden building with people all around—what a disaster that could be!
This guy is seriously hopeless.
Even if I took that fire magic head-on, I’d be fine.
With that level of power, it’s hardly worth the title of “tank.”
However, I couldn’t be sure how far the aftermath would spread.
So I closed the gap with a single step and kicked the punching bag right in the stomach, stopping his casting.
Like a ball, he flew up and collapsed to the floor, clutching his stomach, retching.
I approached him and delivered a side kick, laying him flat.
The eyes of the terrified punching bag were shaking uncontrollably.
“What’s wrong?♡ Are you scared of a girl who looks like she might end up hugging you?♡ A perverted, weak, dumb coward, huh?♡ You’re just pathetic!♡”
“I… I am the heir of Georg Count! If you mess with me!…”
Then I stomped his face, shutting up his meaningless talk.
“Could you shut up?♡ Just hearing your voice is disgusting!♡”
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