I, Who Was Dismissed as Worthless Failure by my Family and Fiancée, Discovered I had Reincarnated as a Game Character I Raised with Great Care and Vowed to Take Control of my Life and Defy Anyone who Opposes Me. - Chapter 78: Hard To Imagine

Chapter 78: Hard To Imagine

As soon as Liliana-sama saw me, she asked me harshly where I had been all this time. 

“Yes… I went to Kaisar’s place.”

“What!? Why would you do that? And Olivia, your arm is missing. Could it be…?”

“Yes, it is exactly as you suspect. I looked down on Kaisar, and as a result, he cut off my arm.” 

I stated the facts without making excuses, something my past self would have done to appease Liliana-sama’s anger.

Liliana-sama’s expression became even more displeased at my attitude. 

“I went as far as to apologize to Kaisar and even kneel down, and yet you went to see him alone afterwards without even considering why I made you kneel down in the first place. And then you picked a fight and got your arm cut off, and now you come back here like this? Is that what happened?”

“That is correct.” 

At that moment, a dry sound echoed through the air as Liliana-sama slapped me across the left cheek, and a delayed throbbing pain with the heat came afterwards.

“Get out of here! You don’t know how terrifying Kaisar is because you weren’t there back then, but that doesn’t give you the right to act against my orders as your master! There’s no reason for me to keep you by my side! If Kaisar starts to suspect me because of your actions, what responsibility will you take? Enough is enough!”

“Understood… Thank you for everything up until now.” 

She was full of anger. In the end, it was clear that Liliana-sama saw me as a tool rather than a human being.

And so I was kicked out of Liliana-sama’s mansion in my clothes, and before I knew it, I had arrived at the gate of the Kvist family.

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“There is someone here to visit Kaisar-sama. What should we do?”

While relaxing in my room, a servant knocked and informed me that someone came to see me. 

I didn’t have any appointments, and if they came to the Kvist house for business, they should be meeting my father, Edward, who still works as the head of the family.

If there was anyone, it would be Olivia, who might come to apologize and ask me to return the arm I cut off from her. However, it’s hard to imagine that Olivia, someone with strong pride and a muscle for a brain, would come to apologize to me, who she looks down upon.