Is It So Wrong that I Like Seeing the Villain Suffer? - Chapter 5

On a dark night.

Sylvia urgently knocked on Lize’s door.

“Saintess, Saintess–!”

She called out in a desperate voice, almost pleading.

“Please… help me, Saintess!”

A moment later, the door creaked open.

Lize looked at her with a puzzled expression.

“Head Maid? What’s the matter?”

“Saintess…!”

Sylvia covered her face with both hands, looking ready to burst into tears.

When she collapsed to the ground, Lize asked in confusion, “Head Maid?!”

“A colleague, one of my colleagues is severely injured….”

Sylvia mumbled in a trembling voice.

“While running an errand, there was an accident… They might die if left like this…. Saintess, I heard you have healing abilities–”

Sylvia raised her head and knelt, looking up at Lize.

Her tear-filled eyes sparkled.

“I beg you, please help! I sincerely apologize for my previous disrespectful behavior. Please show mercy….”

Unlike her desperate outward appearance, Sylvia was inwardly wearing a satisfied smile.

‘How foolish. Someone like you would definitely fall for this.’

It was an act she had perfected since she first learned to walk in order to survive.

Just as Sylvia expected, Lize’s expression before her was incredibly naive.

Sylvia intensified her performance, letting a single tear fall from her glistening eyes.

Her current appearance must truly look pitiful.

“Please, Saintess… please, please….”

“Where is this person?”

She took the bait.

Sylvia inwardly rejoiced.

“At the farm next to the mansion…. Saintess, are you willing to help?”

When she sent a hopeful look, Lize silently observed her for a moment.

“The farm….”

Lize muttered to herself before nodding.

“Show me the way.”

‘What a fool.’

Sylvia sneered as she slowly got up.

“Thank you! Thank you so much, Saintess–”

No matter how many times she thanked her, Lize only smiled silently.

“This way, we must hurry.”

Sylvia urgently turned and guided Lize. Lize began following behind her.

“Everyone is waiting for your arrival, Saintess–”

A smirk spread across Sylvia’s lips as she muttered.

Even until they left the mansion and reached the farm, Lize silently followed behind her.

Sylvia opened the large door and stepped inside.

“Please come in, Saintess.”

Lize carefully followed.

The farm was pitch black without a single light.

Only when Sylvia lit the lantern she brought could they somewhat see ahead.

“Where is the patient?”

To Lize’s question, Sylvia calmly replied.

“This way. Please follow me.”

Sylvia guided Lize deeper inside while holding the lantern.

Finally, they arrived in front of a cage.

“In here.”

Sylvia shone the lantern she was holding.

As she said, there was a woman in maid’s clothes collapsed inside the cage. Red blood was seeping through the blanket covering her.

“Since livestock often escape, we set up various traps. This child who hasn’t been here long probably didn’t know about them….”

Sylvia trailed off, biting her lip hard.

“For now, that place is the safest, so we laid her there. All you need to do is heal her, Saintess.”

“…..”

“Please save that child, Saintess.”

“Alright.”

“Ah, thank you so much…!”

After staring into the cage for a moment, Lize slowly took a step.

She carefully entered and….

BANG–

CLANK!

The door locked with a heavy metal sound.

When a startled Lize turned to look at Sylvia, Sylvia burst into loud laughter.

“Why don’t you try saving it, Saintess. The straw doll–!”

At that moment, the farm lit up.

Servants holding lanterns emerged from here and there.

Now the true identity of the collapsed maid became clear.

A pile of straw dressed in maid’s clothes with yarn for hair. The blood on the blanket was also fake.

The servants surrounding the cage outside burst into raucous laughter.

Standing at their center, Sylvia looked straight at Lize and said,

“Sorry for deceiving you, Saintess. But some parts weren’t lies.”

Sylvia spoke in a mocking voice.

“See those shackles on the floor?”

Lize turned her head to look down at the floor.

As Sylvia said, there were shackles connected by chains on the cage floor.

“It wasn’t a lie that escapes were frequent here. However… it wasn’t livestock. It was humans.”

Sylvia’s eyes grew cold.

She continued in a low voice.

“Where you are now is the Cayenne family’s human cage. Have you heard of it?”

Lize’s mouth fell slightly open.

Seeing this, Sylvia’s smile deepened.

“Here, we lock up humans who don’t listen or make mistakes. In those shackles. For months, sometimes even years.”

Lize still had a dazed expression.

‘She’s already lost her mind.’

Sylvia continued in a satisfied voice.

“While the master won’t kill you, unfortunately, it seems they have no intention of treating you as human.”

Her voice grew louder.

“Do you understand? From now on, this is your home, Saintess.”

Sylvia crossed her arms and looked at Lize in the cage.

“How pitiful… Once a noble Saintess, now living a life worse than livestock in an instant.”

More mockery flowed from among the servants.

“But… there might be a way.”

Sylvia slowly opened her mouth.

“Should I help you? If you can change my mind, I might speak to the master. Tell them that improving your situation might be good.”

“…..”

“You can trust me. I’m quite well-trusted, you know.”

Lize silently stared at Sylvia.

“What will you do? Do you want to stay in there forever?”

“…..”

“Or maybe you should beg, little girl.”

One corner of Sylvia’s mouth turned up.

Her mind was full of anticipation.

‘She’ll cry soon, right? Will she kneel and beg? What a fool.’

Not even knowing it was all lies.

Sylvia watched Lize with relaxed eyes, waiting for her to break down crying.

However, no matter how long she waited, Lize’s face didn’t crumple.

‘Seems she still hasn’t come to her senses.’

That won’t last long.

Soon this naive lady will be wailing and begging.

Pleading to let her out, saying she’ll do anything while crawling on the ground.

‘I can’t wait to see it.’

Sylvia waited for Lize to kneel before her, but no matter how long she waited, Lize didn’t move.

‘What’s going on?’

Could she have completely lost her mind?

Sylvia narrowed her eyes and observed Lize.

Lize’s lips, wearing a dazed expression, moved slightly.

A quiet voice emerged.

“…This is amazing….”

What?

Sylvia and the servants’ eyes all widened at once.

❖ ❖ ❖

I was blankly looking around the cage.

It wasn’t easy to gather my thoughts.

Because this was….

‘This is where the male and female leads had their first steamy scene!’

That’s right.

I wasn’t sure at first, but seeing the shackles, I could be certain.

‘Jean, who was accused of being a spy and tortured, was locked up here….’

Martha, who came to see him, entered here and then…

‘Oh my–’

My head felt hot.

Befitting a high-intensity dark romance novel, the scene was wet and sticky.

Having read it several times, every line of description vividly came to mind.

Actually being in that place made me feel like I was seeing their figures simulated before my eyes.

“This is amazing….”

I unconsciously muttered.

“What did you just say…!”

An incredulous shout was heard.

It was the red-haired head maid.

That single line instantly broke the mood.

Somehow the excitement completely deflated.

“Ah, it was so good….”

“Has she really gone mad?”

The head maid outside the cage was looking at me with a confused face. The other servants were also all stirring.

After briefly looking around at them, I stood up.

‘Since the mood is gone, should I head out?’

I knew how to get out of here.

It was obviously a lie that Martha or Arkle had ordered to put me in here.

‘They never touched Lize in the original work anyway.’

Only the lower servants who resented her had given her such direct pressure.

‘Since they couldn’t harm her physically, they pressured her mentally.’

It must have been hard for the naive Lize to endure.

As for me… well, I was just simulating the steamy scene, but still.

As I approached the cage bars, all the servants’ attention focused on me.

I crouched down and felt along the bottom of the bars.

“It should be somewhere here….”

“What is she doing?”

“Ah, found it!”

I felt a small X-shaped mark on one of the floor bricks.

When I pressed that brick firmly, with a clunk and creak– the cage door opened with a heavy sound.

As I walked out casually, the head maid and servants looked at me with blank expressions.

“H-how… how is this possible….”

The head maid muttered, looking back and forth between me and the cage.

I silently smiled at her.

The fact that this cage could be opened from the inside was a secret known only to the Cayenne direct family line.

Martha Cayenne used that fact to slip in and out to meet Jean who was locked in the cage.

Of course, for their steamy scenes.

‘Thank goodness for the mature content….’

If anything, I was fortunate they hadn’t chained me in shackles. They must have been afraid to directly touch my body.

“Sylvia, what’s going on here!”

One of the servants shouted at the head maid.

So her name was Sylvia.

“What are you going to do now, everything’s ruined!”

“Shut up! Be quiet–!”

Sylvia, who had been confused, shouted.

She slowly turned to look at me.

“N-now think carefully, Saintess. If I speak to the master–”

“You’re lying.”

Her eyes widened when I spoke with a gentle smile.

“I know it’s all lies. You just wanted to torment me.”

“Don’t talk nonsense! The master said they would imprison you–! A useless person like you who only wastes food….”

“Oh really?”

I smiled wickedly.

“Am I really useless to the Cayenne family? In that case….”

I grabbed Sylvia’s hand firmly.

She flinched and tried to pull away but I didn’t let go.

“L-let go of me…!”

I slowly pulled her hand up to wrap around my neck.

Then I smiled like an angel.

“Try to kill me.”