In the Midst of Revenge on Cinderella (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 11
Why is this man coming out here?
I stared at his annoying, smirking face in utter disbelief.
‘Weren’t you just a servant?’
Why was one of Floria’s ardent followers here… and as a guild master, no less?
Flustered, I quickly composed myself. Showing panic here would be as good as confessing that I knew him. He couldn’t possibly recognize me—I was in perfect disguise…
“We meet again.”
“…”
I rolled my eyes and tilted my head as if I had no idea who he was.
“I’m sorry, but what do you mean? When have we ever met before?”
“Hmm.”
When I feigned ignorance while even altering my voice, the man gave a short laugh and looked me up and down with amusement.
“Where did you get that dull wig?”
Dull? Black hair is so beautiful!
As someone who’d been Korean in my past life, I absolutely couldn’t let that comment slide—but this was his territory. Provoking him unnecessarily might get me buried without a trace, so I decided to pretend I hadn’t heard it this once.
Judging by the expression on his face as he gazed at Sylvia’s collection, I was certain denial would be useless. He clearly had no intention of playing along with my act.
“…How did you know it was me?”
“I’ve got sharp eyes.”
Giving up, I asked—and he answered, leaning back against the sofa.
‘No, seriously—how on earth did he figure it out?’
I shot him a glare. Not only the wig, but also the makeup and the clothes mismatched for my age—it was a flawless disguise even Sylvia herself would approve of, yet he saw through it instantly.
‘They say information is the lifeblood of a guild… Did he somehow uncover my identity already?’
But it had barely been two minutes from the bookstore to this room. There was no way he could have learned everything in that time. And he couldn’t have anticipated my visit beforehand unless… unless he’d been watching me all along. Or maybe he really just had incredibly sharp eyes?
‘Anyway, what a thoroughly annoying man. So infuriating, so infuriating.’
“This is already our third chance encounter.”
Out of those three times, today marked the second occasion my plans had been ruined because of him. Despite my obvious displeasure, the man remained perfectly relaxed.
“In the distant eastern continent, they say that three coincidences make fate. Shouldn’t we finally exchange names properly?”
“You go first—you’re the one who brought it up.”
By now, I was genuinely curious about his identity. Just who was this person, constantly crossing paths with me like this?
At my retort, he stared at me silently for a moment before finally speaking.
“Karl Demon. You can just call me Karl.”
Karl Demon. It was a name I’d never heard before. Clearly, he was just an extra with little relevance to the original story. I’d briefly worried he might be some important character I’d forgotten, but the unfamiliarity of his name brought relief.
“You already know my name.”
After all, he’d come personally to fetch me on Floria’s orders. When I shrugged my shoulders, the man—Karl Demon—stretched his lips into a long smile.
“But I’d still like to hear it from you directly. Relationships begin with exchanging names, don’t they?”
“Reneola Violet.”
What relationship could possibly start between us? Still, since he already knew my name, there was no point in being stubborn.
Karl sank deeper into the sofa and slowly crossed his long legs. The pose looked incredibly elegant. Despite his irritating mannerisms, his appearance was undeniably flawless.
“You said you came to request a job?”
Oh, right.
Snapped back to reality by Karl’s words, I straightened my posture. This wasn’t the time to be idly admiring his looks.
‘Should I ask him about Shanna’s magic?’
He’d definitely been working for Floria when he found me in Honoro—but now claiming to be the guild master left me confused.
If he really was on Floria’s side, what if she found out I’d asked about magic? Imagining her sweet smile instantly turning venomous, I shook my head inwardly.
Even if he worked for the First Prince, that would be problematic too—he might see me as a pawn to exploit my weaknesses and drag me into conflict with Floria. Absolutely not happening.
‘Damn it—can’t I just walk out?’
Why did I have to run into him here of all places? If I suddenly claimed I didn’t actually want to make a request now, who knew how that smug face of his would change…
“Hey.”
While I frantically racked my brain for a plausible excuse to escape, Karl snapped his fingers sharply.
“Are you even listening? I asked what job you came here to request.”
“Well… Wait, weren’t you a servant before? Are you even allowed to handle this kind of work?”
Since I couldn’t think of a proper excuse, I deflected with a question I’d genuinely been wondering about all along. Was he a servant or a guild master? Which one was real?
Rubbing his chin with his fingers, he gave a faint smile.
“In today’s world, can anyone really survive doing just one thing? I stay at the palace, then head out onto the streets to handle guild matters—and sometimes even fight to protect the kingdom.”
‘Could this guy possibly be…’
A mercenary too?
He didn’t look particularly hard up for money—was he short on cash? Or despite his slick talk, was he unexpectedly diligent? But even if I accepted the guild master part, how could someone simultaneously serve as both a nobleman’s servant and a mercenary? Wasn’t he nobility? Lost in these questions as I scrutinized him, I was interrupted.
“So, what exactly do you want to request?”
He was asking for the third time now. His voice dropped a tone lower, clearly annoyed at having to repeat himself—and this time, his gaze carried unmistakable pressure: answer me now. With nothing prepared, I fumbled with my lips.
Just then, a knock at the door broke the tension. I sighed in relief and looked down at the teacup the red-haired attendant placed before me.
“This tea is imported from Xumu.”
Noticing the tea’s color matched my own hair, I picked up the steaming cup—but after one sip, I grimaced and spat it right back out.
‘What’s so sour!’
The tartness was so intense I could’ve believed someone had squeezed an entire lemon into it. Realizing belatedly how rude I’d been, I quickly apologized.
“I’m sorry—it’s just so sour…”
“It seems that tea really doesn’t suit you. You’re already the fourth person today.”
“Hmm.”
“Let’s find you another tea.”
I stared at Karl in disbelief as he nodded. What made it even more absurd was that his own cup held perfectly ordinary coffee.
Karl turned to look at me wordlessly. Before those lips could utter “So, what’s your request?” again, I hurriedly spoke up.
“I’d like you to deliver something to my family.”
“A delivery? What is it?”
Elia, so this is how you fulfill that plea you made while clutching my hand so desperately.
“The catalog from Matilda Boutique.”
“…”
Silence filled the room. Even I knew it was an utterly ridiculous request, so this reaction was expected. Who hires a guild just to deliver a boutique catalog? But as before, I intended to brazen it out shamelessly.
Smiling faintly, I braced myself for Karl’s inevitable protest—and thought of how I’d counter it. After studying me quietly for a moment, Karl slowly opened his mouth.
“Machi.”
“Yes, sir.”
The red-haired man, who’d looked utterly bewildered moments ago, immediately schooled his expression and bowed.
“How much does the Matilda Boutique catalog cost?”
“Well… as far as I know, catalogs are free…”
Though his skeptical stare practically accused me of joking, I blinked innocently as if unaware. Karl let out a low chuckle and raised an eyebrow.
“Our client seems wealthier than I thought—to hire a guild just to deliver a free catalog.”
“I simply don’t trust the postal service. Fashion is seasonal—if it gets lost en route, what then? My younger sister throws quite the tantrums. Just thinking about the trouble she’ll cause gives me a headache.”
“Hmm.”
Karl watched me silently for a moment, then quirked the corner of his mouth upward.
“Fine. I’ll accept the request. Machi.”
“Yes.”
At Karl’s nod, Machi produced documents as if he’d been waiting for this exact moment and laid them on the table.
“The contract.”
Though I thought, “A contract for delivering a mere catalog?”, I obediently picked up the papers. At least they were indulging my absurd excuse—that was fortunate enough.
—or so I thought, until I saw the amount written on the form and my jaw dropped.
“A-A hundred gold?!”
Was this some kind of joke? No matter how many times I double-checked, the number stayed the same. Wide-eyed, I snapped my head up—only to find Karl tilting his head as if puzzled by my reaction. Then, as if remembering something belatedly, he said,
“That’s just the advance payment. The deposit is ten percent of that—ten gold—which you must pay right now.”
“And once you successfully complete the request, you’ll pay an additional fifty percent of the advance as a success fee.”
Are you two scoundrels?
I stared at them in utter disbelief as they calmly announced they’d earn one hundred sixty gold for merely delivering a catalog. I was so flabbergasted I couldn’t even speak.
“…H-How can the fee be so expensive?”
Finally regaining my composure enough to ask, I saw Karl raise an eyebrow.
“Our guild is just a bit on the pricier side.”
“We’re famous for completing requests flawlessly,” Machi added. “We’ve never failed even once.”
Karl nodded in agreement.
“Still, this doesn’t seem like the kind of request worth paying such an amount…”
“You clearly knew exactly how to approach our guild—so you couldn’t possibly be surprised by this price.”
“…”
“You’re not about to say you’ve changed your mind and don’t want to make the request anymore, are you? Unless you’re just trying to mock us.”
Karl smiled faintly.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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Shes smart. I love her for this.yeah dont care about the ruin reputation
Girlboss. YEAH LETS GO PLAYING VILLAINESS UNTIL THE END!
Shes really got caught by the demon king. Good luck for the grim future