Vi clenched her teeth while wielding an Icy tree whip. The wounds increased one by one.


    Vis eyes turned red.


    Im in pain.


    In Arins point of view, Tundra is a child.


    Meanwhile, Tundras head cooled off.


    If you scream from the beginning, the butler will doubt you.


    The whipping continued for a long time. And as Vi and Tundra had expected, Xenon heard the whipping sound in the next room.


    It looks like she had started disciplining and taming him. He got up slowly and put his ears on the wall.


    Wow, that must hurt.


    After a long time, he could hear a faint groan.


    There was also a faint breathing sound that forced him to endure pain.


    Xenon had seen Tundras hard weep.


    He had a firm look in his eyes. The fact that a child with such a look groans that much means that she is brutally harassing him.


    How cruel is she really?


    Its not hard to kill. However, it is difficult to make such a painful moan.


    Ive seen her type a lot.


    Theyre not bent for it, even if theyre broken.


    Xenon was evaluating Tundra as such.


    I guess shes really trying to make him give in.


    His eyes drew a line.


    Thats a Verratoux like way, Princess.


    ***


    When Tundra was moaning, someone came to the room.


    Vi! Are you having fun?


    It was Vixen, the Fifth Prince. Vixens eyes were twinkling. It was the eyes of a predator who found a new prey or toy.


    Hehehe.


    He saw Tundra in pain. Vixen then looked at him with strange eyes.


    But you know what?


    It was like a young predator who found its prey.


    Are you going to put some medicine on him, too?


    Since Vi was silent, Vixen repeated his question.


    Hes hurt. Are you going to put some medicine on him?


    Is that important?


    Its important.


    Vi thought Vixen was a little absurd.


    Whys it important?


    Vixen squinted his eyes. Youd better not apply the medicine on him.


    Why?


    Put some medicine on him, and Ill kill him.


    But what is the reason?


    When Vi kept asking why, Vixen felt as if he was feeling a heartache.


    Just!


    Just, why?


    Just! Just! Just! Just! Im going to kill him! Do you understand? Vixens eyes were full of life. His ears were fluttering.


    Vi sat on the chair. My stomach was burning up in front of Vixen, who was making no sense, but I didnt show it. Fortunately, Vixen is weak in verbal fights.


    It doesnt matter if I put medicine on my toys or not.


    But its a different story if you try to kill my toys. Im telling you, youve invaded my space.


    Hh, hum, that doesnt matter. The important thing is I dont want you to put medicine on anyone else.


    Why? Give me a reason so I can understand. Youre a Verratoux.


    Well, thats Vixens face heated up in red beet.


    Because its my first experience!


    Vi was speechless at the moment. I wondered if the word that came out was correct, but Vixens intention was purely transparent.


    So, you dont want to lose your first experience to anyone else?


    Vixen nodded.


    Now, brother, you know youre being stubborn, right?


    No? Dont you know me?


    Vixens acting like hes someone else. He seemed to insist, I know Im stubborn!


    I learned that Verratoux is a rational family. But Im a little bit disappointed in you. Are you all right with this


    D-disappointed? Vixens expression got a little dark.


    He thought he showed Vi a little of his brotherly greatness while destroying the bandits, but she was disappointed with the way he acted.


    Well, Im still a little disappointed


    Give me logical grounds and rational conditions that I can understand. Ill do whatever I want until then. I want you to act more like a Verratoux.


    .


    If not, then this is far-fetched as it is right now.


    Vis eyes squinted, and sheughed.


    From now on, I will never apply ointment again.


    Then, Ill forgive you this time.


    Vixen was incredibly quick to change his attitude.


    What?


    No. I mean, Ill forgive him for the time being, if you apply medicine to him.


    Youre forcing me again?


    Oh,e on! Just put it on him.


    Vixen mmed the door as if he was nervous and went out.


    Im going to kill you. Youll see when youre ten.


    I meant it when I said that. When he returned to the room, he was carried away by strange emotions.


    But


    Its only natural for siblings topete by ughtering each other.


    Her small hand that applied the ointment came up in his head.


    Do I have to kill her?


    Though he doesnt want to kill Vi.


    Im gonna have to kill her, right?


    Because thats what Verratoux siblings do, right?


    But do we have to? I dont know.


    I want someone to tell me the answer.


    A very small wave of thought began to appear in Vixens mind.


    ***


    After all the fuss.


    Xenon opened the door to Vis room. He approached the fallen Tundra.


    The boy pointed a knife at my Princess. I didnt even put a knife against her neck.


    For a moment, Vis body flinched. She felt a flutter of life in Xenons body. It was awful.


    She felt like she was in hell.


    If my Princess hadnt been generous, I would have pulled out all your teeth and ripped your mouth apart.


    Vi was shocked, as if she had been hit on the head.


    Its not just for me.


    This was a test. The Butler, Xenons test for the heroine, Vi. It was a very simr line in the novel.


    If our princess was not generous, I would rip your throat.


    The content was a little different, but the feel was the same as the original.


    For a Verratoux, generosity is a luxury. You must have the strength to be generous. Only an absolute man such as Duke Heron would have it. Being generous without that much power means being foolish and weak.


    This is what a Verratoux should be.


    Vi said. Xenon.


    Yes, Princess.


    Uh.


    Do you want me to make this boy kneel down?


    Vi was deliberately silent. Time has slipped along.


    I want you to kneel.


    Eventually, Xenon walked to the front of Vi, then started to bend slowly.


    This is how it was done in the original story.


    He fell on his knees and I pped him across the face.


    Dont test me.


    Ill kill you next time.


    But he looked at Tundra, who was right next to me. Though I thought it was not good to scold him in front of the Tundra because he was my person.


    Xenon,e with me.


    Just as Vixens room was huge, so was Vis.


    It was divided into a living room and several more rooms.


    Xenon walked silently behind Vi.


    I closed the door and couldnt see Tundra anymore.


    Dear.


    Yes, Princess.


    Xenon was not particrly rebellious.


    I gotta hit him on the cheek, right?


    This is not what a person should do. But I decided to hit him.


    It didnt matter how she felt inside.


    Her butler who tested the Princess


    The butler was caught. Of course, he should be scolded greatly. She will act more like a Verratoux if she scolds him.


    p!


    I pped him in the face.


    I didnt know how hard it should be, so I just hit as hard as I could. I thought it would be okay if I hit twenty Imperial knights by myself.


    Strike!


    Xenons neck turned sideways. Xenons lips are a little chapped. Blood quickly formed, and Xenons cheek was engraved with a handprint that looked like an earthquake.


    I-Im sorry!


    A Verratoux had to act this way. I thought I hit him too hard, but it was already past. He continued to pretend to be as calm as possible.


    Its good to test my qualifications as Verratoux. But dont let it show. Cause Im really offended.


    Im sorry.


    How easy is it for me to prove to you that I am capable enough?


    I apologized. As a token of my apology, why dont I give you my arm?


    No!


    This shouldnt be a thing!


    Dont give it to me!


    Why does it feel like he is being serious? Vi wanted to cry, but she smirked on the outside.


    Do you think you can apologize with just your arm?


    Then, would it be okay if I give you my life?


    A cold sweat ran down Vis back.


    I couldnt ask because I thought he would say yes if I asked if he were being serious.


    Then you cant work for me.


    Thats true.


    If your arm is cut off, the efficiency of your job will be reduced as well.


    Thats also true.


    My face turned a little pale when I said something that didnt suit my personality.


    Ill make you act a little more skillful. Thats why Im testing you and keeping you alive.


    Thank you, Princess.


    Xenon noticed that Vi looked pale. He could figure out the reason. Shes deliberately controlling her blood-boiling madness.


    If it is Vi Verratoux, which Xenon identified as the murderer who was relentlessly pushing the dagger into the boys mouth, would be extremely excited now. Im sure she felt bad enough.


    But in a way, Vi was controlling her madness.


    Shes desperate enough to sweat.


    She is not fit for discipline and rationalism at the age of seven. Vi was controlling her anger and leading the situation to her best advantage.


    Vi Verratoux is not just a blood-crazy killer.


    Her cruelty and charismabined with her resourcefulness together are just so amazing. There is no Verratoux who showed this much promise at the age of seven.


    Xenon raised himself. There is one more thing to point out.


    Did you have to bring me here to instill my prestige in front of the toy?


    For now, youre my only closest aide.


    Thank you. Xenon had a slightly strange feeling.


    Vi Verratoux is extremely Verratouxistic.


    He truly felt it when he was pped. This person is more like Verratoux than any pureblood Verratoux.


    Youre being considerate.


    A strange gap urred.


    Shes so simr to a Verratoux, but shes also strangely different from a Verratoux.


    A pure-blooded Verratoux would not have given such consideration. Moreover, he is the one and only closest person to her.


    The Princess is a wonderful person.


    I didnt hate her novelty. A Verratoux, who is more Verratoux-like than anyone else, is unfamiliar and good.


    Xenon grinned.


    If you rule Verratoux, I thought it would make me happy. I will start to listen to you with all my heart.


    Vis breath is suffocating. First of all, she survived today. It felt like something was a little too much.


    Xenon returned to his room andpiled a diary of what happened today.


    She pped me in the face.


    Also I hade to my senses.


    How can there be such a brute force even if she is small


    The Dukes words made sense.


    She was born a star.


    If he hadnt raised his mana to protect himself momentarily, his skull would have been smashed. That kind of power is not that of a childs. It is the power of the knight who can handle mana skillfully.


    [ She is born with natural talent. ]


    Whats surprising is that she didnt get any education about Mana. In my personal opinion, it is second to or even more than the First Princess.


    Xenon recalled one more fact. When she first met Prince Vixen when she threw the pens, there was mana in it.


    Vixen also raised mana to protect himself. Though, strangely, Vi had pierced the shield very easily.


    This is because mana was embedded in the pen she threw.


    He added a phrase again.


    [ She was born with the purest Mana ss. ]


    [ What is certain is that she is born with a higher mana amount than Prince Vixen. ]


    Princess Vi doesnt seem to know it yet, though.