The Abandoned Villainess Takes Everything This Time - Chapter 123

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123.

There should be a law that everyone must forget all the nonsense spoken while in pain.

This would probably be applied worldwide.

However, the world’s good rules never seemed to apply to Lillian alone.

“Ah, really! Cough, cough!”

Lillian, whose fever had subsided a little, groaned in distress before bursting into a coughing fit.

Why is receiving care from this villain so heartbreaking?

She had turned her back to him and spouted all kinds of nonsense.

‘He always called me useless.’

‘Whenever I tried to do something, he would only get angry.’

As a bonus, memories she had forgotten before collapsing gradually began to surface.

Lillian seemed to have survived after the Imperial Palace collapsed and lived with this man.

‘Is this content that my dream created on its own, or did this really happen?’

She desperately hoped this was all a dream.

The original story, or ‘past life,’ would be destroyed after ‘The War of the Princes’ anyway.

Just then, the villain of this place came in carrying a meal.

“Your meal and medicine.”

“Ah… thank you.”

Lillian accepted the meal on the bed, feeling somewhat bewildered.

Was he even eating properly himself?

‘Was he sleeping properly?’

When he wasn’t nursing Lillian, he used a makeshift bed with just a partition between them.

‘It’s not like I have some fatal disease.’

Lillian glanced at him awkwardly while swallowing the porridge and medicine.

But the man seemed to be acting just as awkwardly as Lillian.

Even though he was looking elsewhere with his arms crossed, his body was turned toward Lillian.

He was definitely being much more cautious.

“Um, when I finish eating, I’d like to meet Belliel directly.”

“In that condition-.”

“…”

“…Sigh, go after your fever breaks.”

Asking him to speak nicely seemed to have some effect.

Lillian reluctantly accepted this. Her limbs still didn’t have much strength anyway.

‘I need to recover as quickly as possible.’

“Understood. But where are we right now?”

“Aetherna in the North.”

“…”

Is this when you use the phrase ‘life’s irony’?

Lillian was in the place where she had first traveled with the villain.

* * *

Tillard Manor.

Ramio was still pretending to be sick and deceiving Iris.

‘Because Sister Lillian gave me a task.’

‘If she tries to hold me back while I’m at the manor treating you, she’ll use methods related to demons now. I’ll give you a way to prepare.’

‘And if any of my parents’ belongings remain, secure them.’

Through this, he had excellently grasped Sister Lillian’s lifeline.

The most spine-chilling man in the world was a bonus too.

However, Lillian had assigned both a Holy Knight and Jared Russell as surveillance.

“Why on earth would Sister care about some lowly Information Guild human-.”

“Isn’t it because he already earned Miss’s trust long ago?”

That didn’t seem to be all there was to it. Ramio made a disgusted expression.

Just how many men were entangled with Sister Lillian?

Ramio headed to the family mausoleum where the Count and Countess were interred. Usually, personal effects were stored in a separate room here.

Ramio opened the lid of a small box and frowned.

“…? What is this?”

* * *

After finishing a round of torturing Belliel.

Evren wiped the blood from his body and returned to the barracks.

He didn’t want to show his beast-like appearance to the woman lying sick.

However, Lillian, who he thought would be sleeping, was sitting on the bed.

And her body stiffened upon seeing his bare upper body.

“Why is your body like that?”

“…”

Evren glanced sideways.

The woman was looking at him with eyes wide like a rabbit.

His breath caught as if his lungs were filled with hot fever.

‘She’s talking about the rampage scars.’

Previously, after a rampage, he hadn’t received proper treatment, leaving large, murky purple scars.

Since then, whenever he used his abilities, the scars spread along his chest and shoulders.

Come to think of it, the woman had always looked distressed whenever she saw these scars.

In the past, he would tell her to sleep if she was going to make such expressions.

He meant for her to replenish her strength if she was sick.

But Lillian had said this time.

‘Please speak to me gently.’

Gently and kindly.

It was a difficult request, but he wanted to fulfill it.

After much thought, Evren tried to give the most reasonable answer based on facts.

“It’s not the first time you’ve seen my body.”

Whenever there were battles, he would often take off his shirt.

Each time, he would wrap bandages to prevent these marks from showing.

“…!”

But a blush rose to Lillian’s face.

Seeing that face, Evren felt a raw satisfaction.

A strange desire to tease Lillian arose.

Just enough that she wouldn’t run away, just a little bit.

Just enough to make that face and nape turn red.

He roughly put on his shirt while intently watching Lillian’s condition.

“Do you like it?”

“L-like what?”

“Why not? You put a collar on me, so shouldn’t you like it?”

Lillian silently shook her head slightly from side to side.

“Shall I help you?”

“…? How?”

“Well, since I’ve awakened control too. It should help with rampage aftereffects.”

Lillian resolutely stared at the wall as if the outside scenery was interesting.

It would have been convincing except for the fact that the barracks had no windows and no scenery to look at.

“So if I touch you, it would be helpful.”

“…”

“If you don’t want to, then don’t, but since I received nursing care…”

He had been the one to start teasing first, but somehow he felt like he was being counter-attacked.

But he shouldn’t let this opportunity slip away.

Evren approached the bed where Lillian had been sitting.

* * *

Did I dig my own grave?

Lillian seriously contemplated.

If that grave smelled of phytoncides, then it seemed like she had dug it.

With muscles and scars as a bonus.

Lillian deliberately bit her lower lip to suppress the breath that touched her.

Though her efforts didn’t shine due to the sensation of the body touching her hands.

‘The scars haven’t completely faded.’

Still, the scars that had been as dark as grape color had changed to about lilac shade.

‘Your body must be more comfortable than before, right?’

To endure in this condition, he really was nothing short of a monster.

But Lillian felt heat rising to her forehead again.

‘It’s definitely different from before.’

Even when making contact with Lillian’s villain side, her body had been hot and aching lately.

But this time the level was different.

Every touch made it hard to keep her senses, as if bubbling air bubbles were filling her blood vessels.

‘I’m definitely not in a normal state.’

Lillian slowly withdrew her hands.

She deliberately kept her gaze down to avoid making eye contact with This Man.

Even though she had done nothing wrong, she didn’t want to be caught with her hot earlobes or her tingling, warm body condition.

“I’m… finished.”

“…”

“…”

She realized for the first time that silence could be hot. In this weather when spring hadn’t even arrived yet,

The hand supporting her waist was as hot as Lillian’s body.

She should tell him he could let go now, but she couldn’t bring herself to speak as it felt like her heart would come out of her mouth.

‘Have I become a warm iced americano too?’

She was truly in a contradictory state that made no sense.

He reached out and lifted Lillian’s chin. The moment when he filled her entire field of vision, making her a little flustered.

He slowly tilted his head.

“…Ah.”

His lips touched her cheek. The sensation of burning heat while sweetly melting into her skin felt so strange.

“You’re not avoiding it.”

At his murmur mixed with slight bewilderment, her stomach burned.

“Well, since I’m used to it, this much is—”

“Used to it? With whom?”

“Uh…”

She had only moved her mouth to avoid embarrassment.

In an instant, the room that had been hot enough to feel slightly short of oxygen now felt cold.

Lillian made eye contact with him slowly, at a speed that might be seen in a horror movie.

The Villain’s eyes were out of focus.

“Is it someone here?”

It’s you.

“What’s his name and rank?”

…Ah!

I didn’t dig my own grave.

I made a landmine and stepped on it.

Realizing her mistake, Lillian fluttered frantically.

“No, I meant when I was at the Imperial Palace…”

Lillian flinched in his embrace.

He was cupping Lillian’s face with both hands and staring intently at her.

His face was close.

And getting closer bit by bit.

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