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Take Me Away, Dark Lord!

Chapter 182: Fake Lady! · Nov 04, 2026

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151 Chapter 151: No Feeling 2026-11-04
152 Chapter 152: It’s Over 2026-11-04
153 Chapter 153: I Don’t Care! 2026-11-04
154 Chapter 154: Steal a Pie 2026-11-04
155 Chapter 155: The Perfect Crime 2026-11-04
156 Chapter 156: Star Peach 2026-11-04
157 Chapter 157: People Don’t Lie 2026-11-04
158 Chapter 158: Wounded Bear 2026-11-04
159 Chapter 159: Stalking Shadow 2026-11-04
160 Chapter 160: Provocation 2026-11-04
161 Chapter 161: Making Up 2026-11-04
162 Chapter 162: Together 2026-11-04
163 Chapter 163: A Peer? 2026-11-04
164 Chapter 164: Little Squire 2026-11-04
165 Chapter 165: Sugar and Rebellion 2026-11-04
166 Chapter 166: Sir Quacks-a-lot! 2026-11-04
167 Chapter 167: Fruit Tarts! 2026-11-04
168 Chapter 168: His Pride 2026-11-04
169 Chapter 169: It’s a Flank 2026-11-04
170 Chapter 170: A Game of Chess 2026-11-04
171 Chapter 171: A Prodigy 2026-11-04
172 Chapter 172: Mama Bear! 2026-11-04
173 Chapter 173: Imperial Capital 2026-11-04
174 Chapter 174: Ghost Repellent 2026-11-04
175 Chapter 175: Giant in a Flower Crown 2026-11-04
176 Chapter 176: Shy? 2026-11-04
177 Chapter 177: Stuffed Rabbit 2026-11-04
178 Chapter 178: Shiny Bat! 2026-11-04
179 Chapter 179: Fake Lady 2026-11-04
180 Chapter 180: Old Lion 2026-11-04
181 Chapter 181: Exploration 2026-11-04
182 Chapter 182: Fake Lady! 2026-11-04
183 Chapter 183: Playing Ball 2026-11-04
184 Chapter 184: Weakness 2026-11-04
185 Chapter 185: Duck Assemble! 2026-11-04
186 Chapter 186: My Dignity! 2026-11-04
187 Chapter 187: Duck Service Squad! 2026-11-04
188 Chapter 188: Ghost Ducks 2026-11-04
189 Chapter 189: Checkmate 2026-11-04
190 Chapter 190: La Petite Rêverie 2026-11-04
191 Chapter 191: It’s the Reaper 2026-11-04
192 Chapter 192: Shopping 2026-11-04
193 Chapter 193: Soft 2026-11-04
194 Chapter 194: Princess? 2026-11-04
195 Chapter 195: Stress 2026-11-04
196 Chapter 196: Covert Operation! 2026-11-04
197 Chapter 197: Treason 2026-11-04
198 Chapter 198: Brooding 2026-11-04
199 Chapter 199: Not an Angel 2026-11-04
200 Chapter 200: Orion 2026-11-04

He frantically searched beneath the stairs.

”Lord Valerius is going to have my hide if I show up to inspection without my helm!”

Seraphina bit her tongue.

The knight crawled toward a vase. ”Did the hound bury it again?”

Seraphina’s eyes sparkled.

She tugged Sebastian’s finger.

”Mr. Sebastian?”

”Yes?”

”Have you ever lost your helmet?”

Sebastian looked at the empty staircase. ”I have misplaced equipment during battle.”

”Where?”

”Usually somewhere inconvenient.”

Seraphina nodded wisely. ”I think you should check the banister.”

Sebastian stared at her.

”Why?”

”Because the helmet might be there.”

”...An excellent theory.”

The headless ghost knight immediately checked the banister.

It was not there.

He became even more distressed.

Seraphina had to bite her hand.

The moment the spirits realized the little girl could actually see them, everything changed.

The ghost maid stopped dusting.

The headless knight stopped searching.

A translucent hunting hound poked its head through the wall.

Then another ghost appeared.

Then another.

They had not seen a living child in this mansion for years.

Not one who laughed. Not one who ran through the halls. Not one who looked at them without fear. Not one who could see them.

The estate had been quiet for fifteen years.

Cold.

Lonely.

A tomb disguised as a mansion.

And now—

There was a little girl.

The elderly maid floated toward Seraphina and performed an elegant curtsy.

”Welcome home, little miss.”

Seraphina’s face lit up.

She glanced toward Sebastian.

He wasn’t looking.

She gave the ghost a tiny wave.

The ghost practically sparkled with happiness. Then the spectral hunting hound trotted out of a wall. It bounded toward Seraphina, tail wagging furiously.

Seraphina crouched.

”You look like a good dog.”

The hound barked silently.

She giggled.

”I can’t pet you, though.”

The hound looked disappointed.

Seraphina thought about it.

”I’ll wave instead.”

She waved.

The hound wagged so hard its entire spectral rear end wiggled.

Seraphina beamed.

This house is the best.

She had ghosts, secret invisible friends, a giant old-lion butler, a terrifying Papa.

She even had a fire puppy.

This was easily the greatest house in the world!

Unfortunately, her happiness was about to be interrupted by someone much less pleasant.

Someone alive, wearing lavender perfume.

***

The doors of the Drawing Room opened as Genevieve entered carrying a silver tray.

Seraphina’s nose immediately wrinkled.

Lavender.

Too much lavender.

She had apparently bathed in a flower shop.

Genevieve smiled.

”Ah! Mr. Sebastian!” Her voice was sweet enough to give Seraphina a headache. ”And the precious little Lady.”

She gracefully placed the tray on the mahogany table. ”I thought you might be thirsty after your grand tour.”

Sebastian’s entire demeanor changed.

A moment ago, he had been a patient, grandfatherly old warrior. Now he was a soldier.

His shoulders straightened, expression hardened, and his single blue eye became cold and predatory.

Genevieve noticed but she pretended not to.

”I have prepared a special Imperial chamomile tea.” She smiled at them. ”Imported directly from the Palace gardens.”

Sebastian stepped forward.

He physically placed himself between Seraphina and the tea. ”The Sovereign’s dietary intake is strictly monitored by the Vanguard.”

His voice was low.

”We do not accept unsolicited provisions.”

His eye narrowed. ”Especially provisions originating from the Palace.”

Genevieve laughed lightly.

”Oh, Mr. Sebastian. You are always so dreadfully serious.”

She waved a manicured hand. ”It is merely tea.”

She smiled. ”Surely the Archduke does not intend to let his daughter dehydrate simply because of political paranoia?”

Sebastian’s expression did not change.

Seraphina peeked around him.

Genevieve poured a cup. Then she approached Seraphina.

”Come, little darling.” She knelt. ”Have a sip.”

Seraphina stared at the tea.

Her nose twitched.

She could sense nothing immediately wrong with it.

But that didn’t matter.

Genevieve was offering it.

Therefore—

No.

Genevieve smiled. ”It will make you feel wonderfully relaxed.”

Seraphina’s eyes narrowed.

Suspicious.

”And while we drink, perhaps we can have a little girl-talk.” Genevieve leaned closer. ”Just between us.”

Seraphina stared at her.

Behind Genevieve, the spectral maid crossed her arms. The ghost hound bared its translucent teeth.

Seraphina almost smiled.

Wow! How bad is this Lady? Even the ghosts hate her.’

She pushed the teacup away.

”No thank you.”

Genevieve blinked.

”F-Fake lady.”

The smile disappeared from Genevieve’s face for half a second.

”My name is Genevieve, sweetheart.”

”You don’t act like a maid.” Seraphina tilted her head. ”Maids clean things.”

Genevieve stared.

”You just stand around.” There was a pause as Seraphina pouted again. ”And blink at Papa.”

Sebastian suddenly coughed.

Seraphina continued. ”You blink like you have dust in your eyes.”

She leaned closer. ”Do you need a doctor?”

Sebastian turned his head. His shoulders were shaking.

Genevieve’s face turned red. ”I assure you, My Lady, my eyes are perfectly fine.” She forced her smile back into place.

”Children say the most amusing things.” Then she tried another tactic. ”Tell me, sweetie...”

Her voice became softer.

”Does the Archduke ever talk about Her Majesty, the Empress?”

Seraphina frowned. ”Sometimes.”

Genevieve’s eyes immediately sharpened. ”Oh?”

She leaned closer. ”What does he say?”

Seraphina tapped her chin.

She thought of something for a moment, then she smiled.

”He says the Empress wears too much white powder.”

Genevieve’s face twitched.

”He says she looks like a giant angry powdered donut!”

Silence.

Sebastian’s lips twitched.

Seraphina continued cheerfully.

”And he says her perfume smells like a rotting swamp! Ewww!”

Genevieve’s face had gone completely rigid.

Seraphina sniffed. ”Just like yours.”

Silence.

Absolute silence.

The spectral maid behind Genevieve collapsed backward, laughing silently. The ghost hound began bouncing in circles.

Sebastian turned away. His shoulders shook once.

Then twice.

Finally, a deep, rumbling laugh escaped his chest.

Genevieve stared at Seraphina.

The six-year-old smiled sweetly.

”What is it, Fake Lady?”

Sebastian stepped forward.

”I believe the little Sovereign has made her preferences clear.” His voice was suspiciously amused. ”Take your tea and leave.”

Genevieve’s hands tightened around the tray.

”Of course.”

She stood.

Her smile was gone. She snatched the tray from the table and stormed toward the doors.

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