The Villain Who Will Kill Me Is Too Handsome, It's Troublesome - Chapter 79

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Episode 79.
It was a softness different from when they’d brushed against each other before. Unlike his own parched lips, hers were moist inside and out—and they were his.
Endlessly tender, infinitely gracious.
As warm lips pressed against hers, her toes curled involuntarily.
His lowered gaze was unbearably sweet. When his long lashes threatened to graze her skin, igniting a ticklish ache, Artiela could do nothing but close her eyes.
He was clumsy too. But she didn’t want to let it show.
‘A pretty face like that.’
Who could possibly resist his advances?
In the end, Artiela responded with equal fervor. When he gently coaxed her lips to part, her mind went blank.
Like a child feverish with heat sickness, her thoughts swam.
Why she’d been anxious, what she’d feared—all of it dissolved as he pressed into her relentlessly, giving her no quarter to think.
“Kirien, wait—just a moment, mmph.”
Each time she gasped for breath, reason tried to claw its way back.
But each time, Kirien closed the distance again. As they swayed backward in turn, she found herself completely trapped between the wall and him.
The cool marble, warmed by spring sun, reminded her of the tactical awareness her training as a knight should have provided.
‘This is right in front of the Residence.’
What if other knights passed by?
The priests frequented this walkway too. This was no place for such displays of affection. And yet—perhaps because they’d never quite been able to call themselves lovers until now—she couldn’t pull away.
Artiela couldn’t break free from his embrace.
Those lips she’d coveted since the day she first saw him.
Her left hand, which had been gripping his pocket to stop him from reaching for it, eventually found itself wrapped around his neck instead. She wanted to feel him deeper, to draw him closer still.
That was exactly what he’d intended. While her attention was consumed, Kirien had fully secured the pouch at her hip in his grip.
“Haa…….”
As Artiela’s breath came in dazed gasps, he slowly pushed the sacred object upward from the pouch. His hands moved with painstaking care not to let his skin touch it directly.
His next target was her right hand. The moment the Goddess’s Tear made contact, his large palm enveloped both it and the sacred object.
The final element was Divine Power.
His Divine Power, which she’d known only as pure white radiance, bloomed with rose-pink light. It passed through her hand to touch the sacred object.
And a miracle occurred.
“No, stop—”
Artiela jerked back in shock, pushing urgently against Kirien’s chest.
But it was already too late.
The Goddess’s Tear revealed its power the moment it encountered corruption. It began to purify the tainted Divine Power that had been rotting her arm.
And that Divine Power was absorbed entirely into Artiela. Through the Divine Power Amplification Bracelet.
Moments later, the black stain on her arm faded steadily away. She didn’t even need to consult the Mirror of Truth.
“That’s too much…….”
Yet Artiela wasn’t happy. The Goddess’s Tear had reverted to an ordinary gem.
She beat against Kirien’s chest. But she couldn’t summon the words of reproach. She understood why he’d done it.
“The Saint said it herself, didn’t she? If we create a miracle together with our own hands, we can use it again.”
Yes, he was right.
Absolutely right.
Yet Artiela’s expression twisted further.
“Who kisses in front of everyone like this!”
This was right in front of the Holy Knight Order Residence.
The knights were all pressed against the windows, not even breathing.
Moreover, the priests who had been passing by had turned to ice, waiting off to the side so as not to interfere. The moment the two of them separated, time flowed forward again.
All the eyes that had deliberately looked away found their rightful places once more.
If Usiels found out, the lecture would be endless.
“I—I apologize. I was impatient.”
From his bold charge moments before, Kirien had transformed back into a model of composure. With his head turned away, he frantically wiped his glistening lips with his finger, unable to meet Artiela’s gaze.
His neck and ears had turned a vivid crimson.
“Haa…….”
How was she supposed to resist? He was being deliberately charming.
After wiping his own lips, he glanced around nervously before carefully cleaning hers with his thumb. Even this gesture was infuriatingly tender.
“Shouldn’t we check in with the Saint?”
Right. She’d nearly forgotten.
Even with Divine Power remaining, their effective strength had been cut in half. Her mother and the mages who’d gone with them had no Divine Power of their own.
If a Dark Mage or the Source of Evil appeared in such circumstances—?
“We need to go. Now.”
“I’ll call for horses.”
“No. I have a Transportation Scroll.”
The magical tools she’d received from her mother last time were neatly prepared. Since Usiels had given her the route, she knew exactly where to go first.
“I’ll come with you.”
Kirien spoke with a determined expression. It must be out of a sense of responsibility.
“It could be dangerous.”
“If we can’t use magic, then having more Divine Power is better, isn’t it? I have an Aura as well….”
Where was this confidence coming from?
Artiela raised an eyebrow. And for the first time in her life, she felt something called inferiority.
“Wait! When did your Divine Power grow so much on its own?”
Hers hadn’t changed at all.
She hadn’t even begun performing her good deeds yet.
It wasn’t fair!
While Artiela stood speechless, Kirien’s face flushed crimson to his forehead. After glancing around for a moment, he leaned close and whispered to her in the softest voice.
“My Divine Power probably stems from my love for you, Ati.”
“Wow….”
She envied him all the more.
“But I love you more.”
The moment her words left her lips, Kirien’s Divine Power swelled slightly.
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Even though the sun hadn’t set, the surroundings were shrouded in darkness.
As if trapped within black curtains.
“It doesn’t feel like a barrier….”
She’d experienced something similar before—when Artiela disappeared before her eyes.
That time, there had been a barrier created by corrupted Divine Power.
But no matter how thoroughly she purified the surroundings or fired Blue Holy Flame Arrows, the Magic Tower refused to reveal itself.
“Usiels, don’t you think we should turn back?”
Lillian, who had been moving about checking on the mages who’d come with them, rubbed her arms against the chilling aura once more.
On land drained of Mana, mages were no better than infants. Even magical scrolls struggled to function without Mana.
Usiels hadn’t escaped the impact either.
“I wanted to at least catch one Dark Mage before we go.”
Was it alongside the Source of Evil? The magical presence she’d sensed faintly in the village had vanished completely here.
Hidden from outside detection, likely in a hideaway similar to the Source of Evil’s…..
So probably….
“Mother.”
Usiels stared intently at Lillian.
“What is it?”
“If you were in the same situation as Bertia, would you let the one whose life is tied to your child wander outside? Knowing he’s fated to die by the Holy Sword’s wielder at any moment, as the world’s villain ordained by the gods?”
“No, if it were my child, I’d have to keep the thing locked away to buy even a single extra day. Whether through threats, persuasion, or seals—I’d confine it.”
Usiels let out a small laugh.
“So that’s why you two were best friends?”
“Ah….”
Lillian blinked, as if understanding something.
Right. That’s why they couldn’t approach the Source of Evil’s true form now. Being a Holy Knight with strong Divine Power, he might have seen the same future Usiels saw.
“But Mother, could you live without seeing the child you saved like that?”
“No, I’d come back to see you all, even as a ghost.”
“Exactly.”
Usiels smiled gently, as if she understood everything.
“Unfortunately, we won’t be able to find the Magic Tower’s location now. We’d need the Mirror of Truth that was entrusted to the Duke to see the entrance.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, so let’s withdraw for now.”
When the time came, the path would open anyway.
So when the moment arrived to save Bertia’s only son—
“Yes, let’s do that.”
Lillian had barely begun to turn back in relief when it happened.
A chilling magical presence engulfed the surroundings.
“Tsk. Looks like they won’t let us leave peacefully.”
As Usiels sighed, an enormous magical aura erupted from behind, pouring down toward the mages.
“Ahhhhh!”
“Help us!”
“Don’t spare a single mage! They must pay the price for the purge they inflicted upon us!”
Had they sold their souls to the Source of Evil?
These creatures reeked of something far more sinister than any Dark Mage she’d encountered before.

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