The Villainess Will Leave Without Any Regrets Chapter 93

Yuri let out a soft breath and got out of the carriage.

It must have been an illusion that the fog was especially thick today. It was the custom of the people of Timur to wake up early in the morning and check the fog. And this is how it would be said.

'Ah, it's very foggy today. This fog.'

When you say things like that, it becomes a habit. It hadn't been long since Yuri came to Timur, but in the last few years, it was quite foggy to see it stuck in her mouth like this.

Yuri knocked on the door.

“I said I'm coming! Now give up and open the door!”

The mercenary, who watched Yuri's little hand fall without a hitch, pushed her away. He didn't know what happened the other day and yesterday that caused her to be walking around in such a daze. The mercenary clicked his tongue coldly and banged on the door. “Stop bothering me now!!”

“Well done. Well done.” Yuri clapped.

The mercenary looked back at Yuri as if it were ridiculous. It wasn't until their eyes met that Yuri gently lowered her hand and muttered.

“Continue with what you are doing. I'll have to call it a day.”

Otherwise, she didn't know what would happen to Abella. Although Abella acted softly as if she believed in everything, she would occasionally awaken her presence with such force.

There was a cool look in Cade's eyes as he looked back at Yuri.

Before she left the hotel room, Cade warned her with stern eyes.

'Be careful with your mouth. Isn't that the only thing that ruins a person's life?'

Yuri quickly rubbed her arm. She didn't think he was such a dangerous person.

The selfless eyes that swept Yuri up and down were full of life. If on any day that Yuri did any harm to Abella, she would be stabbed to death by the look in his eyes.

It was a strange look.

Emperor Cade was also the same age as Abella, but he had the power and skill of a middle-aged man. The same was true of the informants that Cade has scattered throughout the empire since he was a child.

They were everywhere and nowhere.

No one had been able to pinpoint a single agent hiding in the mansion.

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The emperor built this elaborate organization over the course of his life. A little kid who was only 8 years old. As she followed the emperor's actions, she was able to discover many strange facts, one of which was that. The emperor was the greatest genius…

'What is that?'

It was not just information networks.

Cade was crowned at a younger age than expected and had ruled the empire without a single mistake. Cade's goal was clear. Innovation.

He was trying to fix Timur of its conservative and outdated practices.

A new wind was blowing in Timur, where only the nobles stayed.

The number of small inns in the outskirts was increasing. And the streets came in. A place that was left out and left in the wilderness. It was the commoners, not the nobles, who occupied it. A new class began to enter Timur, which was called the city of nobility.

Holding the line of nobility, it went not only to small merchants, but also to peddlers. There was also often a night market. It started after Cade's reign and was gradually expanding its scope.

The nobles still didn't notice.

Unaware of the Emperor's will, they were just blind and helpless. What was the emperor's intention?

Yuri's thoughts flowed backward like a salmon meandering along the river bank. In fact, this was something the noble would never have thought of. Timur's nobility was isolated by what they enjoyed. They thought that their wealth would last forever.

But Yuri was different.

She was from Vincent, a trader, and an informant.

Yuri was able to see the country with a wider field of view.

If she was right, Cade was probably……

“Yuri? What do you think?”

Algorithms of her thoughts were cracked and broken. Yuri got out of her daze and lifted her head. It was Harold standing in front of the open door and calling her.

“Ah. The door is open… Harold! Can't you let go of that hand?”

At Yuri's scream, Harold put away the hand that was holding someone's neck.

A pale, middle-aged woman who had been grabbed by Harold backed away from him. She was clutching her neck and clattering, seemingly to run away and hide in the house at any moment. Yuri clicked her tongue and quickly pushed Harold away.

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