Celebrity Lady

Chapter 113

Chapter 113The translation up to the final chapter (Chapter 158) has been completed; you can purchase them to read in advance. Pledging via Ko-fi for a cheaper bundle is still available. If you're unsure what it is about, please visit our Ko-fi page for details or reach out to us via Discord.

With a slight smile, Wishit, who had closed their eyes meditatively, threw Pose away.

Gracefully landing, Pose floated in the air and chuckled.

Whats bothering you, anyway? Wishit asked.

Huh? Im not bothered.

Maybe I should give you a good smack to wake you up.

Eeek! Pose, who had playfully raised his arms to defend himself, muttered more seriously. Your Excellency isnt asking because you dont know whats bothering me, right?

At those words, their expressions suddenly became sharp.

Pose, with a cute face that didnt match his stern expression, narrowed his eyes. Please close your eyes. Im practically your only loyal subject here. Everyone else just gets pushed around by humans like puppets.

Im working hard for my kings liberation, so please, cut me some slack.

Wishits expression contorted. When did I ever ask you for that? Why are you doing things I didnt ask for?

How long will we live like slaves, following behind humans like this? Are humans more important than our king? Pose thrust his manic face in front of Wishit. Hehe

Look. You cant even do a thing as I do this. Its humans who made you so incapable. That foolish girl. Pose pointed at the retreating Rubette.

Be careful with your words.

Weve all become worthless because of the taboos and restrictions that girl put in place.

The Spirit King Wishit had granted freedom to all spirits. Originally, there were no limits to the abilities of the spirits.

In the distant past, it was said that Pose had the power to indefinitely halt time across the entire world, until the time when Wishits first contract holder, Diollus I, imposed limits on the spirits.

I believe her choice was the right one. The power of the spirits is dangerous, and if there were no limits, it could be exploited at any time.

Ha! Pose scoffed. Dont talk nonsense. Were fundamentally different from humans. Do we have desires? Or do we feel emotions like hatred and resentment?

Its all because of you, my king. From the moment you made us follow behind humans. Pose gritted his teeth. We had no choice but to obey the commands of humans, who greedily indulged in their desires, like slaves. Is that our fault?

Tell me. Is that our fault? Pose, chuckling as he watched the silent Wishit, tilted his head. My current contractee is a real idiot. I picked him very carefully. Im going to make this guy an emperor.

Pose.

Then, I will diligently ruin this empire! After our king eliminates all those golden-eyed humans granted the ability to summon spirits!

Ill put an end to this damn slave contract! Poses eyes, which had been shouting, momentarily lost their sparkle and sank weakly. Then we, and Your Excellency, can finally be free

Lets go back to how we were in the beginning. Shall we? He once again made a pitiful face, like a young child. Lets return to a time when we didnt coexist with those filthy, greedy creatures.

I dont want that kind of liberation. And even if you dont do such things, I can release my seal just fine.

Hahaha! Pose covered his mouth with his hand and burst into laughter. Do you really believe in your contractee? Do you think shell use her last wish for you?

Snap out of it. It wont happen. Pose added with a hint of pity, Ultimately, your contractee is just a greedy, blind human.

***

Do you really believe in your contractee? Do you think shell use her last wish for you?

Recalling Poses voice, Wishit let out a sigh.

The last wish was the key that could free Wishit.

I wish we could return to a time when humans and spirits didnt coexist.

With a haggard face from sleepless nights over the past few days, Molga clung to a single small lantern and hurriedly made her way to the kitchen.

Now that the twins have completed their contracts, its time for you to leave with the children and gain independence.

The shock of contracting with the lowest-ranking spirits, seen as worse than having no spirits at all, had not even dissipated when Leonard delivered a thunderous notice to Molga.

Until now, weve lived under the same roof following Fathers will, but isnt it an awkward relationship for the lady and me to continue seeing each others faces?

Leonard, who could never truly like Molga, his fathers mistress, although he didnt openly admit it, had been biding his time. Waiting for the moment when the twins completed their contracts and he no longer had a reason to take responsibility for them.

Damn it, damn it, damn you bastard

Perhaps Molga had also sensed it subconsciously. Even her actions through the hired family physician were driven by that reason.

Why wont that damn bastard die sooner!?

Sister, we cant kill him without evidence if we dont plan carefully. Are you still giving him medicine and alcohol?

I dont know. Lately, that bastards complexion has been surprisingly good.

Molgas younger brother, Gail, who was skilled in pharmacology, spared no effort to help her rise to her current position. It had started with him making the potion given to the previous Duke Diollus.

And now, he had provided her with a potion to hasten Leonards deterioration even further

Given that hes consistently been taking medicine and alcohol together, his vascular condition is likely far from normal. This will accelerate the deterioration of the dukes condition. Its not an outright poison, but be cautious, as it will make him feel tired if taken.

Is this enough? Will the effects come quickly?

Yes. About a week, divided and added to his food.

In a dimly lit kitchen in the deep dawn, Molga, relying on a single lantern, retrieved a small pouch of medicine she had concealed in her sleeve. Pouring half of the contents into a large pot, she quickly turned and left the kitchen.

When daylight came, it would be served on Leonards plate.

A week I cant trust the ones I hired, so I have to do it myself.

Snick. Carefully closing the kitchen door, she turned around.

Ugh.

A crimson lantern flickered, and someone emerged from the darkness. As if he had been waiting for Molga, Leonard leaned against the wall

No, not him.

V-Viego?

Surprised, Molga grabbed her chest and held the lantern to illuminate his face. What are you doing here at this hour? she asked.

What about you, Grandma?

The water jug is empty, what can I say? I was thirsty. Waking the maids at this hour seems a bit unfair.

Oh, I see.

Right? Alright then Goodnight.

Molga smiled and hastily passed by Viego, the person who had been leaning against the wall. Thump, thump, thump. Her heart raced as if it might burst out at any moment, and cold sweat formed on her back, but she tried to act composed.

Its okay, its okay. Act composed. Act composed.

And then, she suddenly stopped. Molgas footsteps came to a halt.

Ah.

It felt like the sleeve hiding the pouch of medicine had moved slightly.

No, it wasnt a feeling.

No, this cant be

Molga trembled as if she were about to faint. Her eyes darted slightly to the side. Right next to her face, floating in the air

The pouch of medicine she had hidden in her sleeve was suspended there.

It was telekinesis.

Molgas stiffened head slowly turned back.

Viego stood there with an expressionless face. Soon, the pouch of medicine floating in the air was grasped in his hand.