Chapter 73 [Vefiya] All the hatred that can save oneself, never...
study.
The flames flickered in the fireplace, and steam rose slowly from the teacups on the exquisite round table.
The Marquis's eyes darkened slightly. He had originally planned to go to the basement to see the progress of the experiment, but suddenly a servant came to report that the Haihefu siblings and the young lady of the Duke of Duodu's Mansion had requested a meeting together. He couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart.
The Heihefu siblings came for Jotina's matter, but what about Miss Kododu? He asked tentatively, "What's the matter with Miss Osa?"
Osa smiled softly. "I'm only asking Miss Leticia to be a witness. The Marquis shouldn't mind."
Her identity is there, how can the Marquis refuse?
"Madam Yotina is not only the mistress of the Marquis of Kesley's residence, but also a member of the main line of the Duke of Heihefu's residence," Osa said calmly. She raised her eyelids, and a thin layer of ice seemed to freeze over her blue eyes. She spoke more slowly, "Marquis, such a person was killed by his own son. I'm sure you don't want to be held accountable by His Majesty personally, do you?"
The Marquis curled his fingers at his side. He couldn't refute Osa because she was right. With Yotina's status, if the matter got out of hand and the Haihefu family put pressure on her, the emperor might really intervene personally. By that time, it would be even more troublesome than it was now.
Letitia folded her arms across her chest and leaned back, her lips curled up. "In short, the Heyhef family remains skeptical about Stellan Kesley's matricide. Marquis, don't try to deceive us."
It was indeed not easy to fool the Marquis. He knew that he had to increase the weight of the so-called truth, otherwise not only would he lose his son, but the Caseley family would suffer even greater losses.
The Marquis looked serious and was about to speak.
“Crack.”
The sound came too suddenly, and he looked sharply towards the source of the sound. He was more familiar with this sound than anyone else.
Osa and the other two noticed the Marquis's loss of composure and also looked over calmly.
The secret door on the wall to the right of the Marquis's desk was opened, and a person they all knew walked out.
Vifiya looked around and made eye contact with the four people present. She walked towards them, gently unbuttoning her robe with one hand and casually placing it on a bench she passed by.
The Marquis was shocked and in a hurry he was about to call the servants outside to take Vifia away.
Just as he was about to stand up, he felt a sharp, cold touch on his neck. Instinct made him stop all movements and slowly sit down again.
He looked at the owner of the longsword. Ever since Yotina's death, everything had become out of his control. He couldn't help but feel angry and said solemnly, "What is Miss Osa going to do?"
Osa didn't answer him. Instead, she turned to look at Vifiya, who had already walked over to the side. "I've cleared everyone at the door. There's no one outside for the time being."
Vifia nodded and reached towards the key hidden on the Marquis' waist without hesitation.
"Vifiya!" The Marquis' eyelids twitched, and he shouted angrily, "Hold back your courage!"
Vifiya raised her eyelids coldly and looked the Marquis in the eye with contempt: "Father, are you talking about me?"
She picked up his key and placed it in front of her. Yes, it was this one.
The Marquis glanced sharply at the other people in the study. Except for Osha, the Haihefu siblings looked like they were leisurely watching the show.
He instantly realized that he had been set up, by his daughter, Vephia! When exactly? When had they connected?
Also, he was secretly shocked. How could she know this key? No, he was still in denial in his heart.
Vifiya looked down at the Marquis, her eyes teasing: "Father, pray for yourself."
After saying that, she turned around and met Letixia's interested gaze, but she ignored it and walked directly towards her target.
Following her precise and complicated movements step by step, the Marquis' heart trembled. It was impossible. This place was only known to those who were determined to become the Marquis throughout the generations.
It was not until this time that the Marquis realized that his daughter knew much more than he had imagined.
When did she find out?
Vifia took out the documents inside and found what she wanted to see, the records of the magical experiment of resurrection from the dead, and the hundreds of people who were forced to die in this experiment.
The more she looked, the more frightened Vifiya was. So that's how it is. They take advantage of orphans, the homeless, and people who would not be noticed. Even if someone finds out, they will just send them away with silver coins. If they still refuse to give in, they will all become experimental subjects.
Five batches, a total of 432 people.
Now, she should know what the Marquis wants this magic for.
She couldn't help but sneer, for power.
She admitted that power was indeed a good thing, otherwise she would not have been constrained by the Marquis for so long, but now, she lowered her eyes.
This cage that has lasted for so many years should be completely torn apart.
She had tortured him with the same methods the Marquis used to torture him, had slit his neck with great pleasure, and had made him kneel before her, crushing his so-called aristocratic pride. The more he feared something, the more she let him experience it himself.
Is she too vindictive? No, because in all of Vifiya's memories, in all of her pain, Vifiya wanted to cut the Marquis into pieces.
Such punishment for the Marquis was too light for [Vifiya].
She has all of [Vefiya's] memories, and she knows all of [Vefiya's] hatred.
She admitted that she was biased because [Vifiya] was her best friend and she would naturally lean towards her and naturally feel that the Marquis should receive the most painful punishment.
Little [Vifiya], covered in scars, curled up in a corner of the basement, questioning the meaning of her existence over and over again.
She was numb in the face of so many greedy eyes. In the bloody wounds that exposed her flesh, she saw her miserable future, a life that could be easily seen through.
No one helped her. The so-called family, the so-called family, were more terrifying than monsters. She had already been in the bloody mouth. Kesley had no family affection.
Finally, in the pain and the dripping blood, she found the meaning of her life. She not only wanted to escape from here, she wanted to gain open freedom, a freedom that would not be taken back by the Marquis by any means necessary, a freedom that no one could restrain her and keep her in fear.
She wanted to truly step into the sunlight.
There are gods in the world, but [Vifiya] never believes in them. Her family members who live close to her personally weave a cage for her. How can the goddess with many believers see her little self? God cannot give her what she wants. Only she herself can realize her wish.
The only one who can truly save herself is herself.
She would definitely, definitely, save herself! She would definitely pull herself out of this mire.
Vifiya put down the document in her hand. Perhaps some of her memories were too strong, but whenever she recalled them, she could feel the burning emotions within, whether it was pain, hatred, or anger...
She turned around and walked towards Osa with an indifferent look. When her eyes met Osa's, her gaze softened slightly.
Under Osa's gaze, she gently placed her hand on the hilt of her sword. Osa understood and released her hand.
Osa looked Vifiya up and down calmly. She always felt that Vifiya was very angry.
Vifiya gave the Marquis a very sweet smile, but the Marquis could see clearly how much turbulence was hidden in this smile.
The situation was completely out of his control and had developed into something he had never imagined.
He saw that his daughter had changed into a different appearance. He knew very well that this was how she had always looked, except that she had finally torn off that disguise and revealed her true self to him.
She took every step carefully and took control of everything. He even suspected that she was responsible for Yotina's death.
He had to admit that she was really outstanding and she really looked like a member of the Kesley family.
Her crimson eyes glared at him with a flamboyant smile. When the Marquis thought she would say something, she suddenly moved her sword away and a fist was about to fall, and the Marquis subconsciously tried to block it.
The fist didn't land, and he was kicked hard in the stomach, sending a wave of intense pain through him.
"Bang!"
The Marquis and his entire chair were kicked away, and everything in the straight line was swept over, and the study suddenly became a little messy.
Seeing Vifiya's sudden attack, Letixia, who had a look of watching a show on her face, was slightly stunned. The corners of her mouth slowly curled up, and her orange eyes were full of surprise. This is what she should do. After being oppressed for a long time, this is what she should do. Beat up the person who has been oppressing her!
Although Osha was a little stunned, she had never seen Vifiya like this before. But from the time when she came out of the Church covered in blood, she already knew that Vifiya's gentleness towards them was real, and her ruthlessness towards the enemies was also real.
Seeing her like this, Osa felt relieved and inexplicably proud of her. It was really strange.
Vifiya, sword in hand, approached the Marquis step by step.
She knew the power of her kick, and she even borrowed a little bit of Hefa's magic.
Since there is something that can be used to make the Marquis suffer more, why not use it?
"Cough! Cough! Cough!" The Marquis struggled to get up, but her blow was too heavy. Was this really the strength she had now?
His internal organs seemed to be displaced, a feeling of nausea and vomiting hit his brain directly, and breathing became difficult. The Marquis was very sure that there must be blood congestion there.
He watched her approach, and then she gripped his throat, her fingertips pressing hard, not squeezing out his air too much, but causing him immense pain.
“Cough cough cough!”
Vifiya's eyes were indifferent. She let go of the Marquis's hand only after she was sure that he would be severely affected if he spoke.
The Marquis subconsciously reached for his throat, but in a split second, she grabbed his hair and pushed his abdomen to her knees.
He felt as if his scalp was about to be torn apart.
The attack she had just made almost took away most of his strength. In addition, he was not good at physical skills to begin with, and after becoming a marquis, he had been accustomed to hunching over the desk for many years, which made it impossible for him to fight back.
"Cough!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from his throat, some of it splattering onto Vifiya's black mourning dress.
Vifiya didn't care at all. Without letting go of his hair with her left hand, she slowly walked to his right side, aimed at his leg, and kicked him again.
The Marquis knelt down.
In her memory, [Vifiya] was covered in wounds and was forced to kneel like this for a whole night.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
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