Chapter 79 - Isn’t That The Stench Of A Rag? (1) (1/2)
RotFK Ch. 79 Isn’t That The Stench Of A Rag? (1)
“You will do something for me in exchange for my secrecy.”
A frown crossed Stella’s face.
“First, you must explain how you know this. I need to know if you’ve already spread it to others.”
“If I did, wouldn’t you already know?”
Stella pursed her lips at Elena’s question. Her son was being raised by a nanny as an adoptive child. Until the biological father appeared in the future, this fact could not be revealed. Elena continued.
“I cannot explain how I came to know this because of the circumstances. But if you do me one favor, I’ll keep my silence until the end.”
Stella continued to look reluctant, but in the end it was a fight she was forced to lose.
“…What’s the favor?”
Elena slid some documents she brought with her towards Stella. They were a compilation of information about Helen. Stella slowly perused the papers as Elena spoke.
“Please spread a rumor based on the information here.”
“…?”
“For a long time, Lady Selby has been jealous of me. This time, she lost the title of Madonna at the ball and is bent towards revenge. She is good at lying. And…”
As Elena continued, Stella’s eyes grew bigger, and she spoke up in disbelief.
“You are asking me to spread false rumors?”
“Why do you think this is a false rumor?”
Stella lost her words for a moment. Elena continued, her expression cold.
“It doesn’t matter what’s true in society. After all, isn’t what’s important the story that remains in the end?”
Elena had no intention in explaining her misfortune in detail. Immoral people did not reveal the truth. In society, truth was made by the powerful.
It was the same now. Stella would never have been in her position if she revealed the truth, and it was also the reason why she was here before Elena. Elena had learned an important lesson as a female knight in her last life.
‘A man without power cannot change anything. The truth doesn’t always serve everyone.’
In her last life the Blaises were framed, and eventually her whole family was destroyed. She dreamt of revenge until her death, but she died before she could take Paveluc’s head. Her life did not go as she wished. In the end, anger and justice made no difference, and soon she realized there were other methods that were cleaner and more reliable.
Stella, who had held an impassive demeanor thus far, burst into laughter for the first time.
“Ho ho ho ho–“
Her sudden outburst caused Elena to look at her questioningly. Stella didn’t bother to restrain her mirth, and she soon continued in amusement.
“I thought you were too young, but you have a good understanding of how heartless society is. You’re right. What’s true doesn’t matter. It’s what we make that is real.”