The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 94

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Chapter 94
“I can’t do that.”
Rozelin refused.
There were things she’d discussed with Geren Wilbrid that she had no wish to share with anyone else.
She’d revealed the fact that she’d crossed over from a Parallel World, but she hadn’t mentioned that it was because of Geren Wilbrid.
‘He doesn’t seem to want it known either.’
She had no intention of casually discussing the future in front of him.
“Father.”
“……All right.”
Even as Cherti settled into the sofa with a look of displeasure, he answered his daughter’s call without hesitation.
“Let’s have dinner together. I’ll stab you if anything comes up.”
Rozelin drew out the Dagger that Cherti had given her and held it up as she spoke.
Geren’s eyes widened slightly.
“An Abyss Weapon already? That was fast.”
At the low murmur, Cherti stiffened.
“……How did you know about this? It was supposed to be classified. I haven’t even settled on the name yet…….”
Geren, who’d been rubbing his chin, faltered at Cherti’s question before breaking into a slow smile.
“How do you think I knew?”
As Geren’s tiresome habit of toying with people surfaced, Rozelin’s brow furrowed.
“Don’t overdo it.”
“……Well, my apologies.”
Geren apologized readily enough.
“Father, I’ll just have a conversation with him and then send the Duke away, so please leave.”
“……Rozelin, when exactly did you become so close with Duke Wilbrid?”
Cherti’s face had hardened at the question, and Rozelin fell silent for a moment before shrugging.
“We just ended up getting acquainted somehow.”
She ran her fingers absently through her long hair.
‘The two of them started getting closer after…….’
After Rozelin had been ill and woken up.
Rozelin had crossed into the Parallel World then. And from that point on, her contact with Geren Wilbrid had only increased.
“……Did you perhaps know him in the original world?”
“Father.”
When Rozelin glanced at Geren Wilbrid, he shrugged.
After a moment’s consideration, she rose from her seat and approached her father, positioning herself before him.
“Dad.”
“……Yes?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for wh—ugh!”
Rozelin shoved the Sleeping Medicine—effective only on Abyss users—down the unsuspecting Cherti’s throat.
Having done this a few times now, she’d grown practiced enough that she could push it all the way down with her fingers.
Though of course, it was only possible because Cherti would never bite down on his daughter’s hand.
“Rozelin, you……!”
“When you wake up, I’ll tell you how to make this. Since it’s still in development, it should be quite valuable.”
Cherti stared at his daughter—explaining everything so calmly—in bewilderment as his vision swam.
“I apologize that such a creature is my daughter.”
Rozelin offered her apology on behalf of what Cherti wanted to say.
At the same moment, Cherti Bellion collapsed limply onto the sofa like a poisoned princess and fell asleep.
“……You were always harsh in the most unexpected places, and it seems that hasn’t changed?”
Geren blinked in surprise before a smile slipped across his face.
“Better than being hurt by your filthy nature. In any case, the timing works out well.”
“Hmm?”
“I need your help with something—my death, to be precise.”
Rozelin smiled faintly as she spoke.
“……And what exactly do you mean by that?”
“It’s a continuation of the conversation I mentioned before.”
Rozelin held up the Chilyo Stone bracelet as she spoke.
Geren gazed quietly at the bracelet, where only five beads remained, before looking back at Rozelin.
“As I said, I’m going back, Geren.”
“……I fail to understand why you’d make such a choice. Don’t you prefer it here?”
“I do.”
Rozelin, observing Geren, shrugged and replied.
“I like it. It’s a space where everything I once dreamed of has become real, so there’s no reason I wouldn’t like it.”
“Yet you’re saying you must return to a world where you have nothing of your own?”
At Geren’s words, Rozelin tilted her head with a puzzled expression.
“No.”
She shook her head with an arrogant smile.
“It’s all mine.”
Everything in this world and that world—whatever she had touched belonged to her.
“As you say, I’m living well enough in this world to be content, so I could forget that other one and find happiness. But I won’t.”
Rozelin tapped the handle of her teacup lightly with the tip of her index finger.
“Because if I did, there would come moments when I’d remember the things I turned away from.”
……
Things I gave up too soon.
Things I never even bothered to fight for.
Things that became regrets.
“And regret isn’t a pleasant thing to carry.”
So Rozelin declared that she would return.
Geren sipped his tea in silence, watching her. He laughed without a sound.
“You always shatter my expectations.”
He uncrossed his legs, which had been stretched out lazily, and shrugged.
“Well then, let’s hear this plan of yours.”
At his arrogant words, Rozelin let out a soft laugh and nodded.
“You said you knew about the Chilyo Stone.”
“I’ve heard tales of it—the source of Karuta’s formidable power and immunity, isn’t it?”
Surprised by how much he actually knew, Rozelin looked at him with widened eyes, then shrugged.
“That’s right.”
“The only thing I’m curious about is how you managed to obtain something that’s a Divine Object.”
“A friend I met before turned out to be a god. I helped her with a favor, then pressured her into giving it to me.”
……I see.
At her straightforward answer, Geren rubbed his chin and nodded.
It was Rozelin who hesitated at his easy acceptance.
“You believe that? Such an absurd story?”
“Is it a lie?”
“No, it’s not, but…… it doesn’t seem like the kind of thing you’d readily believe.”
“You dislike inefficiency. I don’t think you’d bother lying, especially not—”
He set down his cup with a soft clink, folded his arms, and opened his mouth with an easy smile.
“Besides, I believe gods exist.”
“……That’s surprising, coming from you. I thought you had no religious faith whatsoever.”
“I have no faith, but I do believe in the existence of gods.”
Rozelin’s brow furrowed.
She couldn’t fathom what he was talking about.
“So what do you plan to do with it?”
“Die and come back to life.”
To Geren’s question, Rozelin answered with a bright laugh.
She took a navy-blue orb and a violet orb from her bracelet and set them down, then spoke.
As she continued her explanation, Geren’s expression grew increasingly subtle, and eventually twisted into something like a grimace.
He let out a hollow laugh.
“I’m delighted that you’d ask me for help, but…… you’re asking me to take the fall for you, aren’t you?”
“Something like that. If I’ve killed you once, there’s no reason I can’t kill you again.”
She flicked the navy-blue orb with the tip of her finger.
The orb rolled across the table and came to rest against Geren’s teacup with a soft tap.
“And what exactly do I gain by taking such a fall for you?”
“Come now, have you really already developed dementia? I told you.”
She shrugged.
“In the next life, I’ll be your daughter.”
“……I’d like to believe that’s a joke.”
He rubbed his brow gently with his thumb, as if afflicted by a headache.
“Why? Isn’t that your wish? In another world, I could manage to be a daughter to you.”
“The real issue is that I don’t know what form I’ll take when I enter, so I need your help, don’t I?”
……You really are cursed with too much intelligence.”
Rozelin shook her head with evident regret.
Geren, arms folded across his chest, clicked his tongue.
“I’ll need to think this matter over more carefully. I’d like to help, but there are a few things I must consider myself.”
He flicked the bead with his finger, sending it back to Rozelin as he spoke.
Rozelin flicked it back to him in turn.
“Even so, you should hold onto it.”
Geren blinked, his eyes widening as he looked at Rozelin.

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