Quick Transmigration: Saving The Crazy Villainess 330 Agatha 28

The journey of the knights continued. The most optimistic estimation determined that they would arrive in another half a month. If something happened along the way, then it could be dragged to another week or two.

The next main event in the Holon Kingdom would not be able to wait for them as it would take place this Sat.u.r.day, two days from the next day that dawned upon them.

Jiang Li never separated from Margarette. She was also informed of everything he learned from the leads. It was not that the girl had a curiosity about the one using her former body now, but that she was interrogating him why he had to spy on those people. Her cold att.i.tude was from the fact that he seemed to have gone there specifically for a woman. It did not matter who, as long as it was a woman, she would be annoyed.

He had to say, it was hard to deal with her jealousy… It was not the type who brings harm to her partner directly. As she once reiterated, it was stupidity for a person to lash out their anger on their partner because it was not their partner's fault that they were attractive. The one receiving the wrath should be the irritating clowns who kept showing themselves to them instead of knowing their place in the corner.

As expected, his wife was a genius. Jiang Li praised her in his heart, a smile lighting up his face.

Yet with that said, his actual main job was to prevent her… from plotting some women's death or misfortune. After all, she seemed very proficient in that.

"What I married is a real villainess… and not a female lead." A laugh escaped from him.

He shook his head, secretly watching her deal with accounts about her various shops and businesses. It was at times like this where she was busy with something where her face would be the most peaceful, eyes s.h.i.+ning with both intelligence and vitality. At a glance, it was obvious that Margarette was obsessed in her career just as much she was possessive of him.

'That's not necessarily bad,' he thought to himself.

What he didn't know was that every time he secretly observed her, she would detect it. It was the same stalking instinct which allowed her to always know his whereabouts. Each time he left to practice his own magic or body arts, she would also perceive it, and then revert to her scary expressionless face.

It was intentional on her part to look serious and workaholic whenever he was around.

And well, it was not a sin to strive to only show one's best side to a loved one. Although Margarette had no doubt that no matter what she became, Jiang Li would never turn his back on her, it was etched in her mind both as Jiang Ying Yue's incarnation, and as a daughter of a king to always appear most lovable to one's husband.

So she hid one fact from him. That actually, every day, he would take out a roughly made straw doll with a piece of paper with the name of the royal consort buried somewhere in the tied straws.

She did this when he was not looking, regularly refres.h.i.+ng the curse put on Agatha.

That was, in fact, what made the villainess listless all-week long…

Who knew if Jiang Li already realized.

But Margarette's greatest shortcoming was her strong sense of territorialism where she couldn't tolerate others coveting or laying hands on what belonged to her. Agatha unknowingly violated two, and even in her presence. Yes, back then, she was looking in from the outside. She saw that not did that woman speak with her husband, but step foot in her observatory. Of course, she could only transform into a tigress whose tail was stepped on.

Inside her workroom, she harrumphed coldly, breaking the silence, as the memory had irritated. The straw doll silently appeared in her hands. Given the princess' anger, it would be lucky for Agatha to walk out of her curse within two weeks.

…

Oh, well, the poor woman was not really lucky… As she had no choice but pay a huge price for an elder witch's great potions just to alleviate her condition. It was because she could no longer stand the stares she was getting from the maids and the other people that could enter her residence.

Her status was her pride. So when she was looked at so oddly like that without regard to her status, she felt that her bones were being trampled on.

"Gosh…" Since there was n.o.body else in the room, Agatha let the relief and moved expression show in her face. She might even be crying now if not for her innate stubbornness and clinging to the never extinguished pride.

It had been more than a week!

A minute after ingesting the extremely costly potion, the thought flashed across and her eyes darkened, resentment budding in her heart.

Who was the person who cast a strange and deadly potent dark art against her? And why? A new enemy? Or an old one?

Agatha actually had a lead. But like before, she could only harbor hatred in her heart. Usually, her style was to immediately counterattack when aggravated. But this time, there was no whatsoever courage within her to look for that youth or provoke him. Even if it was to simply ask if it was him.

The woman could only force herself to not think about the matters.

She also pretended to not have verified the method and information about the cure that the youth mentioned. 

What about 'Margarette Holon'? Although low in spirits, she had not forgotten about this other thorn on her side. In fact, when she was ill, knowing that woman would survive due to the duke who had suddenly started showing his affection and overprotectiveness, she switched her targets of hara.s.sment into him. Since he began to put that stupid woman under his wings, then suffer for her too!