The Return of the Mad Witch
Playing Adarian

Black instantly stared at Linnea's hideout, he took a swing to run smashing towards Linnea. Surprisingly, Black obeyed Valencia's orders, he galloped towards Linnea. Instantly Linnea was thrown into the air after getting a powerful kick from Black. Linnea was plunged to the surface of the ground, all eyes around the field highlighted looking at Linnea's stupidity. The immense embarrassment that Linnea had, the girl was still not deterred Valencia.

“Akkhhh! You're a fucking horse, brings*k! How dare you humiliate me!” Linnea shouted at Black. However, the dark horse did not care about his anger, it was precisely him who should be angry because Linnea was bothering him first.

Black turned his back to Linnea then shook his tail full of sand dust to Linnea's face. The girl also increasingly accepted the shame of Black, even though only a horse but he was most reliable to create irritation in the hearts of others.

“Yeah, Linnea, what are you doing there? Why are you hiding behind a bush? If it wasn't for Black finding you, I wouldn't have realized you were there,” Valencia said in a mocking tone.

Linnea gritted her teeth, but since there were currently many eyes watching, Linnea was trying to keep her image of meekness. A fake smile on the face that looks innocent happens so naturally, anyone must be fooled by the face full of pretense.

“Valencia, I came to see you rehearsal but because I was afraid to disturb you, so I deliberately hid here until your training was over. Who would have thought this dark horse even went berserk, thank God that you were not harmed by this horse,” said Linnea sounding soft.

Valencia rubbed Black's head, his eyes not sparing Linnea who had trouble keeping her emotions.

“Oh, that? Black went berserk as someone sprinkled daisy flower powder onto his body. It's unfortunate Black's fate, but he doesn't mean to bother anyone. However, irresponsible people even foolishly tried to harass Black.” Valencia sharpened his gaze then moved closer to the side of Linnea's ear. “How does it feel, Linnea? Black's kick is very good, isn't it? Black is angry because he doesn't like you bothering him,” Valencia whispered.

Linnea spontaneously moved away from Valencia, a sense of panic lingered from Linnea's expression, the girl had once again done something that Valencia had easily predicted and solved.

“How did you know that I made Black go berserk?”

“Black told me.”

Sounds like a joke, anyone would not believe Valencia is good at understanding Black. Similarly to Linnea, the girl lost her mind in the face of Valencia which she increasingly did not understand.

“Hey, this is not a place to make the funniest jokes, how can a human being understand the language of animals. Don't make me laugh,” denied Linnea refused to believe in Valencia.

“Nothing is impossible for me, I hope from now on you realize your limits and don't go through them. If you intend to harm me again, then I will not spare your life.”

Valencia threatened Linnea blatantly, moving away from Linnea with Black. While Linnea was still silent on the spot while grumbling inwardly cursing Valencia.

‘No I'll let! That woman must die, otherwise she will take everything away from me. He must accept defeat and misfortune like before, he must return to being the old Valencia again! After that, I can use it to break into the Grand Duke family,’ Linnea grumbled inwardly.

Reports were immediately received by Adarian when Valencia managed to tame Black, he was increasingly clueless with the change of Valencia. Plus the existence of magic bags used to store many items still stuck in Adarian's mind. Until now he still has not received an answer about it. Then during these two days the reports coming in about Valencia surprised him a lot.

“True, Your Majesty, I also thought so, Miss Valencia changed like everyone else. Is it possible if the current Miss Valencia is not the real Miss Valencia? The reason is, Miss Valencia has never touched a sword, so how could she swing that smart sword? It even took years to master swordsmanship as it did yesterday,” said a knight who gave a report to Adarian.

Adarian starts to sink into his mind, if someone says that Valencia is not his daughter Valencia, maybe he will believe. The drastic change in Valencia became the main question in his brain.

“To be sure, I better ask Valencia directly. Now call Valencia here, I want to talk to him,” Adaria's word immediately executed one of the knights.

Minutes later, the knight in charge of calling Valencia returned to Adarian's room with a piece of paper to give to Adarian.

“What is this?” ask Adarian.

“I don't know, Your Majesty, Miss just told me to give it to you.”

Adarian read the writing on the paper, it turned out that only one sentence caused aggravation in Adarian's heart.

“If you want to see me, you must come to my residence pavilion.”

That was the contents of the paper, telling the head of the family to come to his residence was an act that was considered disrespectful. But, because this is Valencia, so he does not heed the question of decency.

“Fucking child! All right, I'll go see him now.”

With heavy strides, Adarian headed for the Valencia residence pavilion, to be honest he had never been to his own daughter's residence. Fifteen years have passed, but Adarian chooses not to care. Upon Adarian's arrival in Valencia's room, his frustration grew because Valencia was not in his room. Adarian found a piece of paper on the Valencia table.

“You're in my room? Geez, I'm in the kitchen, please come to the kitchen.”

Adarian crushes the paper, he rushes around and goes to the kitchen and again happens again. Valencia was not in the kitchen, he instead found a piece of paper that was left to a waiter.

“Grand Duke, I go out first, we'll talk next time. Oh yes, if you want to talk to me you have to pay me and do not forget to serve a lot of food.”

Adarian rips the paper and stomps on it, Valencia deliberately toying with Adarian. The girl did not intend to talk to her father from the beginning. It was better for him to go outside than to have to argue something that he thought was unimportant.

‘Bolder boy! The more I let him get brazen, now he's playing me. I will teach him a lesson later so that he understands the meaning of courtesy to the head of the family.’