The Villainess’ Beloved Plan: The Struggles to Avoid a Doomed End

Cyril returned in the evening.

The woman was still not awake and her fever had not gone down, so he called a doctor, but since she was unconscious, he could only prescribe medicine. The doctor left, telling them to call him again if she needed anything else.

When Cyril returned and told him about the woman, they agreed that they had no choice but to take care of her until she felt better.

“Any report from Raqqa?”

Nothing yet.

“…Would be a lot easier if we could get the ship out of here.”

Cyril let out a sign.

Apparently, Cyril had asked Viscount D’Silva to lend him a ship and some men. However, when he told them that he was looking for a pirate ship, Viscount D’Silva turned pale and said he could not help. He said he didn’t want anything to do with pirates.

“He’s a big man with a heart as small as a flea,” Cyril swore.

Viscount D’Silva was not much older than Cyril, but he had a belly as round as a drum and an old face that made him look at least ten years older.

But it was hard to call his father and ask him to send a ship. If the pirates were known, the ministers would be in an uproar. If possible, he would prefer to keep it a secret.

It would be very bad if it was discovered that he had asked a pirate to find a fake lover. Aside from the king, there was no telling how big a fuss his subjects would make. It is true that he felt responsible for Sophia, but he also wanted to bring her home at any cost. If Sophia was taken by pirates and it became known that the pirate was the man Cyril had asked to work for him, not only would diplomatic problems arise, but Cyril’s position in the country would also be in grave jeopardy.

“We have no choice. I’ll try to pester Raqqa tomorrow.”

The Alto Sea was a large area, even if it was called the Inland Sea. It would be difficult to find a single small pirate ship in this area. But they couldn’t wait too long. If D’Artagno and his crew went out of the Alto Sea while they were taking it easy, they would not be able to find them.

They had no information on where the Selkie tears, which D’Artagno was presumably after, were clustered. They heard that Selkie tears were often caught in nets when fishermen caught fishes. The jeweler told them that Selkie tears were rare because they were rarely found.

In other words, if D’Artagno had found a place where Selkie tears were concentrated, it would have been offshore, in an area so deep that it would be difficult for a person to dive and find them. But even so, there were plenty of places where the water was deep enough. In the end, it was difficult to find it because it was impossible to narrow down the search.

“I’m sorry to interrupt, but she just woke up.”

While Cyril and the others were fretting over the problem, Orion came calling.

As they headed for the room where they kept the woman to sleep, the woman, half asleep, moved her face to look at them. She was pale, but she seemed to be conscious.

Johannes took snacks and water for medicine from the landlady and put them on the bedside table.

“If you think you can eat, you should.”

Johannes gently held out a plate of porridge, and the woman took it graciously.

She seemed to have a good appetite as she slowly took a bite of porridge into her mouth. After the woman had finished eating all of the porridge and taking her medicine, Randall asked, “So, what’s your name?”

“Manara, sir. Uh, well, thank you for… uh, for helping me.”

Unlike when she first woke up, Manara did not seem confused, and her tone was firm.

“So, where are you from? Of course I’ll send you home when you’re feeling better, but I’m sure your family is worried about you, so I’ll need to send someone on an errand first, okay?”

Cyril asked with a smile, and Manara’s complexion changed quickly.

“No, no. I don’t want to go home! I don’t want to go home!”

“You don’t want to go home?”

“I don’t want to go home… I don’t want to go home to that man!”

Apparently, she lived with a man.

“But you’re worried, aren’t you?”

“I don’t want to go home! I don’t want to!”

‘What in the world is it with her wanting to go back to the ocean and not wanting to go home?’

Manara, who looked terribly agitated, finally bursted into tears, much to Randall’s embarrassment

Orion finally calmed her down, but she still insisted that she did not want to go home and would not say where she lived.

Even though she said she didn’t want to go home, they couldn’t take care of her forever. It would be fine for her to stay until her health recovers, but Randall and the others were here for a reason and do not have time for her.

However, She was so reluctant to go. It would be bad to try to force her to listen to them and cause her fever to rise even higher. She had just regained consciousness, but her physical condition was still not perfect.

“I will stay with her for a while,” Orion offered, and Randall and the others decided to leave the room.

(‘ picked up a strange woman…’

He couldn’t leave her there after he saw her, but he couldn’t help but regret that he had brought the trouble upon myself

“For the time being, let’s just deliver information about Manara to the vigilantes in this town. If the man who lives with her is looking for her, he’ll come forward soon.”

Randall nodded as Cyril said this. He felt sorry for Manara for not wanting to leave, but Randall and the others had no choice but to do so. But what kind of man would be rejected to such an extent?

Randall suddenly remembered that Sophia had mentioned “divorce” to him, and he held the top of his chest gently.