The Villain Who Will Kill Me Is Too Handsome, It's Troublesome - Chapter 83

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Episode 83.
“Has the Source of Evil come again?”
Artiela seemed to be denying reality.
“You checked with the Mirror?”
“Yes, but it looked perfectly fine……. Does the Mirror have a limit on how many times you can use it?”
The sisters heard his bombshell declaration yet remained unfazed.
Or perhaps they simply didn’t believe what Kirien was saying.
Could they be ignoring him outright?
“You were just talking in your sleep. Weren’t you in a sleepwalking state when you were choking my neck?”
“That’s true.”
They’d heard him, but they didn’t seem to take his words seriously.
Kirien had no choice but to slowly push himself up.
“Oh, you’re awake now.”
He was already awake.
The absurdity nearly robbed Kirien of words. But he mustered his courage to speak. His resolve hadn’t changed, after all.
“I meant what I just said.”
Only then did the sisters furrow their brows in unison.
“You’re seriously saying you’ll break up with Artiela? Why?”
Usiell’s expression was one of incomprehension.
“The truth is……. For some time now, I’ve felt something wrong with my body. My body moves of its own accord when I’m in a haze, trying to reach Artiela, or I speak as though I’m someone else, things like that.”
“Mm, and then?”
“What if that’s something the Source of Evil is doing to me?”
Wasn’t that as much as saying it was already too late?
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“It means I could end up killing Artiela. That’s what frightens me. I thought it would be better if I left as soon as possible…….”
“You’re feeding the Source of Evil even now, aren’t you? If you leave and fall into despair, won’t you just be giving it more sustenance?”
Usiell’s point struck Kirien silent. She was right.
Hadn’t he witnessed it himself—how the Source of Evil rampaged brazenly whenever he sank into gloomy thoughts, even just before he collapsed?
Besides, even if he were to leave, that creature would inevitably return, driven by the fate that the Holy Sword Owner must die.
“If you truly love our Artiela, shouldn’t you show courage and perseverance to match that love?”
Kirien fell silent at Usiell’s words. But her warning wasn’t over.
“If you put my sister in danger again, I won’t approve of you two dating anymore, so you’d better be careful. Of course, you’ll be stripped of your rank as a Holy Knight and excommunicated. I’ll have you thrown out of Edelion at once. And Artiela is under house arrest!”
“Wait, why am I being punished?”
“You need to stop taking his side.”
The moment Usiell moved to strike Artiela, Kirien hastily reached out to stop her.
“Yes, I will reflect on my actions.”
“Instead of reflecting, spend that time being lovey-dovey with Artiela.”
“…….”
“But you should move your quarters. If you sneak into a woman’s dormitory at night, you’ll be arrested by imperial soldiers on the spot.”
Perhaps the Emperor had foresight. If not for that strange law he’d proclaimed because of the Imperial Consort Selection, wouldn’t these two burning souls have crossed the line more than a dozen times by now?
Usiell let out a deep sigh. Her face was one of bewilderment.
“What impure thoughts are you harboring when you fall asleep that the Source of Evil keeps finding you at those moments?”
“That is…….”
These past few days, Kirien’s face seemed constantly on the verge of exploding. The embarrassment of it all.
“Ah, I think I understand without you saying it.”
“What? What is it? What?”
Usiell glanced at the tactless twin and shook her head again.
“I think it would be safer to just marry them off quickly.”
Then instead of giving that creature an opening through impure imaginings, they’d handle things naturally on their own.
“That accursed Marriage Prohibition Order.”
Usiell gnashed her teeth.
Then she turned back to Kirien lying on the bed.
“Once the Marriage Prohibition Order is lifted, my lord, I suggest you prepare in advance to write a betrothal letter immediately and proceed with the wedding. If you’d rather not, I’ll keep Artiela with me for life.”
“He already wrote a betrothal letter when we first met, apparently.”
“Ha, ha ha.”
Usiell shook her head as if fed up, opened the door to leave, then turned back to look at Kirien once more.
“Absolutely no breaking up—the priests would become depressed too. They’re having the most joyful and thrilling time right now.”
What could she possibly mean by that?
Usiell shut the door with a bang and left without explaining further.
Kirien looked toward Artiela. But their foreheads only touched briefly before parting.
“Say one more word about us breaking up, and I’ll chase you down to hell itself.”
Faced with Artiela’s threatening demeanor, Kirien could only manage a weak laugh. He had no strength left.
So Artiela handed him a thin broth.
“You were unconscious for two days. You need to ease back into eating, starting from the inside.”
“Was it me?”
“Yes. It seems you exhausted yourself by pouring out Holy Power for the first time. Like I did back then.”
It wasn’t that he lacked Holy Power—it was a matter of technique.
He’d simply squandered his Aura and Holy Power indiscriminately.
“Has the Source of Evil truly vanished?”
“Yes, everything’s been quiet since then. I checked the Mage Tower as well, and it’s secure. The locks that Bertia left behind are still holding strong.”
Which meant the creature hadn’t escaped.
“Thank goodness.”
“And do you know what else?”
Artiela picked up the spoon for Kirien, who was only staring at the broth.
“Your Holy Power—it’s grown stronger.”
“Truly?”
“Yes, indeed. Thanks to that, the Sacred Tree Blossoms have bloomed. We should go see them later.”
Artiela’s eyes curved into crescents, so lovely that Kirien found himself entranced, bringing his lips to her eyelid.
His roughened lips met the delicate skin around her eyes.
“I—I’m so sorry.”
“There’s nothing to apologize for.”
This time, Artiela pressed a kiss to his nose.
“Didn’t Usiell say so? That base desires should be addressed straightaway.”
The next kiss landed on his cheek.
And the next on his lips.
She ought to feed him the broth, but weren’t lips far more nourishing than soup?
Artiela set aside the bowl and spoon, cupped his face in her hands, and kissed him. Unlike their first kiss, this one—led by Artiela—was far more passionate.
Before long, her position had shifted up on the bed, and kept climbing.
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“Ah, I feel refreshed!”
Artiela stretched and made her way to the Training Ground of the Holy Knight Order.
Kirien followed behind her.
“Oh? Commander! And our youngest!”
“Are you feeling alright, youngest?”
“Look at that Holy Power. Shouldn’t our youngest be taking command now?”
Kirien smiled at the knights’ teasing.
He understood now why Artiela had come here first rather than to the Sacred Tree. When he was with them, he always found his strength renewed.
“Where did Freil go?”
“I’m right here!”
Freil, who had been maintaining a Training Sword, came scurrying over.
“What about the investigation I had you do?”
“I have it all right here, of course!”
Artiela’s brow furrowed. If he’d found everything, he should be reporting it right away.
Reading the meaning in her creased brow, Freil quickly defended himself.
“The Saintess said not to disturb the two of you! She told me to just offer blessings for whatever benedictions were happening today.”
Usiell, honestly!
Cough, cough.
Kirien used a cough as cover, trying to hide his unusually swollen, tender lips. Not that everyone hadn’t already seen.
“All right, never mind—just give me the summary.”
As Artiela began reading through the documents, Kirien glanced over from beside her. It was the Dark Mage’s testimony.
The content described how the kidnapped people were being trained as Dark Mages.
When she’d heard from Peter that Kirien was the mastermind behind the Human Trafficking Ring, she naturally hadn’t believed it. Even if he were the Source of Evil, there was something that didn’t make sense.
‘It wasn’t just a matter of framing Kirien with false accusations.’
If that were all, he’d have openly revealed himself as the mastermind and gone about freely.
Perhaps that’s why the Holy Knight Order couldn’t uncover the truth—maybe the Source of Evil simply enjoyed wickedness for its own sake. She’d wondered if he was just being evil out of pure preference.
‘But he was creating puppets to control.’
Truly, he was beyond redemption.
“When we compared the list of missing persons from that time with the slave trader’s transaction records, there was a discrepancy of approximately thirty people.”
“Why didn’t we catch that then? That’s not a small number.”
“There was testimony that some of them had died. There was also testimony that among those sold, a few managed to escape on their own.”
“The testimony is false?”
“No. It’s true. However, the escaped slaves were all sold to a single place.”
Not a self-directed escape, then—someone released them?
“Where is that place?”
“The Academy Magic Research Institute.”
The very place where Mother serves as director?

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