25. The Infamous OJ Lee De
Indeed, whether it was the black wanted poster for OJ Lee De or the Earl of Glamorgan getting caught for “misdeeds,” it was merely a prelude. How could Queen Louie IV of the Great Yeng Empire let me off so easily? And sure enough , the aftermath was upon us.
In the following days, strange occurrences became frequent. It wasn’t just the members of parliament involved in the restructuring; according to Uncle Zerola, many had been taken away for questioning, and even within the city, bizarre rumors began to circulate.
That con artist OJ Lee De, who once mingled with various evil organizations yet was cunning enough to escape every time, had vanished for a while, leading people to wonder if he had finally met his end. But now, he had resurfaced! Moreover, all the peculiar incidents in the capital of the Great Yeng Empire recently pointed to one person—OJ Lee De.
This could no longer be described merely as “a con artist”; it was as if OJ Lee De was being portrayed as a heinous villain, a major BOSS of wrongdoing! The black wanted poster kept escalating, and rumors even began to spread that ” whoever captures OJ Lee De can marry the queen,” a ridiculous notion indeed.
But what had I, who was already steeped in a script of death, been up to lately?
Quite simply: eating, sleeping, and clinging to Kephiel’s leg. Thus, there was no need for me to explain my innocence; Kephiel had already understood that this was Queen Louie IV’s “revenge” and “threat” directed at me.
Today was no different. Because it was a “critical time,” the head maid, who had taken the initiative to go out shopping, returned and began to embellish the rumors about OJ Lee De.
“Miss, you must be careful lately; don’t go outside!”
The head maid, who had barged into Kephiel’s quarters, kindly reminded her.
“Is there something wrong outside?”
“Isn’t it that OJ Lee De?” The head maid glanced at Kephiel with concern. “There are rumors again that a girl walking home at night was attacked and groped! We figured it must be that OJ Lee De behind it!”
Come on, sister, can we stick to the facts!? That previous incident of “manipulating parliament members for illegal votes” was one thing, but this girl being molested? It clearly sounds like someone else committed a crime, and I’m being made the scapegoat!?
Please don’t paint me in such a colorful shade of black just because the topic of OJ Lee De is trending.
Kephiel, who had been warned, looked at me with a mix of amusement and exasperation. She was the one who understood the truth about the “OJ Lee De” phenomenon best, especially since she had been finding various excuses for me to sleep with her every night.
“Um, head maid, I think this might just be someone using OJ Lee De’s name to commit their own misdeeds…”
Feeling awkward, Kephiel still tried to salvage OJ Lee De’s image, but at this point, the notorious reputation of this “con artist” was too strong; no one would listen to Kephiel’s explanations.
“Sigh, Miss, who can keep track of all that? Anyway, it’s all OJ Lee De’s doing, right? You must be careful when you go out; if you encounter this OJ Lee De, don’t hold back—stab him to death! You can get a reward for the wanted poster!”
It’s because of people like you, head maid, that my identity keeps getting tarnished! You don’t understand a thing; if you really wanted to “capture” me, you would have done so ages ago!
I didn’t dare say it, after all…
[The head maid discovered OJ Lee De’s true identity and, with her vast experience, struck him down with a single blow.]
Due to the rumors, even though the servants in Kephiel’s family had previously lost their “kill me” scripts, now, one after another, death scripts were popping up again. I couldn’t be bothered to ask about another maid playing the big sister role.
Not to mention, the maid wasn’t there to cause trouble; rather, she genuinely wanted to warn us: the outside world was dangerous lately.
So, after Kephiel forced a smile and sent off the well-meaning head maid, I knew I couldn’t wait any longer.
[Kephiel is very worried about OJ Lee De’s current situation.]
“Godstick, can I ask my father to clarify the recent troubles surrounding you as much as possible…”
“No, you can’t do that!”
I immediately rejected the idea.
Kefier’s crisis had not yet passed; if I casually “helped” at this time…
“Doing so will get you involved as well. The best way is to say nothing and ensure your own innocence first.”
“But…”
“Don’t be nervous, I never said I would give up on myself.”
The option of “going back to surrender to the queen” definitely does not exist and must be completely ruled out; clarifying rumors is also unrealistic. I am just a big villain, and it is difficult to shake the rampant rumors by my own strength; therefore, the only way is to resolve the matter of tarnishing my image as Oujili De from the root.
Such precise defamation surely cannot rely solely on rumors; it requires someone to truly commit bad deeds under the name of Oujili De. Looking at it this way…
【Louis IV and the patrol team used the name of Oujili De to defame him.】
It was done by the queen, just as I suspected. For Louis IV, the safest way to slander me would be for her to take matters into her own hands. The idol girl who appears cheerful on the surface, but secretly holds many handles over her country’s nobles, can indeed use the secrets of the nobles to blackmail and tempt them. Afterward, as long as she shifts the blame onto Oujili De and his prophecy, it would be perfect.
If I continue to wait like this, my situation will only worsen, so…
“Kefier, I don’t have to just sit here like a turtle.”
“Eh?”
“If I keep waiting like this, sooner or later my identity will be exposed due to pressure, and everything is likely within your sister’s calculations. So I must immediately appear as the real ‘Oujili De’ to have a chance to clear my name before the impersonators continue to tarnish it, and at the same time investigate who is using my name to defame me.”
Of course, Kefier would not agree. Rather, these past few days, she has been finding excuses to want me to sleep with her. The script she envisioned was 【Kefier chooses to use her body to prevent Oujili De from going out at night to show off.】
This script always likes to use such strange phrases to describe these issues. Clearly, I was just honestly playing dead like a zombie, not moving at all, not even daring to touch her little hand, fearing that I might “lose control.”
“But doing so…”
“The prophecy says so. If this drags on, Oujili De’s reputation will worsen, and there will be no chance to clear it up in the future.”
Kefier pouted but ultimately did not say anything to oppose.
Don’t be nervous, big boss; this is not a major crisis. Don’t forget, compared to those impersonators who are tarnishing my name, I am the genuine Oujili De.
The “notorious” Godstick has reached the point where I must come out again!