Thought It Was ‘The End’, Only to Return to a Changed Genre - Chapter 18
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Chapter 3. The Villainess Resurrects (7)
Shane spoke word by word, chewing and spitting them out, without taking his eyes off the man who was pathetically sprawled on the ground.
Fierce like a predator that had set its target and was glaring intently.
Edelaine drew in a breath.
A hunting dog was here.
‘Even his timing of appearance is like a male lead.’
But Edelaine was not the female lead.
That was the problem.
The man got up abruptly in a fit of rage, but it would have been better if he had stayed lying down.
“Fuck, who are you?! Huk.”
“I asked what you were trying to do to whom.”
“Th-that, I…”
He was clearly completely sober now. The man, pale enough to be pitiful, opened and closed his mouth as if he were suffocating.
“I, th-that, ah, noth-nothing.”
“To my eyes, it looked like you were about to… hit my fiancée with that hand.”
“A misunderstanding, it’s a misunderstanding, there’s no way I would, would…”
The man stammered and broke out in cold sweat. He couldn’t even lift his head due to the murderous intent that felt like a thin blade slicing through his skin.
“Ah, so my eyes were wrong then.”
“Th-that, ah, I…”
Edelaine thought this was enough and grabbed Shane’s collar.
While she had thought it was okay for her life to be somewhat ruined, that it couldn’t be helped if things went to hell, she didn’t wish for death.
Come to think of it, he was a rare talent who spoke correctly. At this rate, he’d really kill him.
“Stop it, Shane.”
“What?”
Shane answered quickly without even looking at Edelaine. The muscles in his clenched jaw twitched.
“Nothing happened.”
“It would have if I hadn’t stopped it.”
“I could have dodged…”
“When you were standing still on purpose to get hit?”
Cold criticism poured out. Shane glared at Edelaine with an expressionless face.
Edelaine slightly averted her gaze.
“I was trying to dodge.”
The grip on her shoulder tightened. When she frowned slightly from the pain, Shane sneered.
“You’re hurting from just this much.”
“Of course it hurts. I’m human.”
“Even if he looks ridiculous, he’s still a man. If you had been hit by those hands, it would have hurt more than this.”
“When did I ever look down on him?”
“Did I also see wrong when you even closed your eyes, ready to let him hit you?”
“…”
“I don’t know what you were trying to gain by throwing your body away this time, Edelaine.”
Shane warned in a low voice.
“As long as I’m alive, I won’t watch you in that state.”
This was the first time she’d received such murderous concern.
If this could even be called concern.
“And.”
Shane took his eyes off Edelaine, who was making a complicated expression, and turned his gaze back to the man who had collapsed. The man, who had been looking for a chance to escape, trembled his weakened legs.
“It also doesn’t make sense to let the stupid bastard who tried to lay hands on you live.”
“Ugh, ah…”
The people who had been watching with interest when he was arguing with Edelaine turned away as if by agreement when Shane stepped on the man’s ankle. Even when he screamed horribly, no one came forward to help.
The music stopped and Saint Genevieve and Edwin approached, but they were the same.
“What are you doing, Saint Genevieve! Stop Shane!”
“I can’t do that.”
Saint Genevieve flatly refused.
She looked at Edwin. He shrugged his shoulders. She wanted to rip his shoulders off.
“I told you. He’s getting difficult to handle.”
“How can you say something so irresponsible! That man is also Your Highness’s subject!”
“That’s right. He seems to be the third son of the Tate Earldom.”
“Are you just going to watch peacefully!?”
“Ah, but murder in a public place would be troublesome.”
Edwin spoke as if it were someone else’s business.
It was someone else’s business.
Saint Genevieve chimed in.
“Doesn’t the Duke have justification? He was trying to lay hands on Lady Edelaine.”
“Well, that’s true too.”
“If we consider it a bare-handed duel, there shouldn’t be any problem.”
“Then it’s not a crime. There’s no problem at all.”
Saint, don’t be so cold about it. When Edelaine looked at her with eyes full of betrayal, Saint Genevieve said.
“If the Duke wants to kill that man, no one can stop him. Honestly, I don’t want to stop him either.”
“No, why is killing him the premise? Murder is wrong!”
“It’s no use telling me.”
Saint Genevieve, you… have changed.
Edelaine wanted to cling pathetically like an ex-boyfriend again, but if she did that, the poor drunkard would probably be beaten to death.
‘The male lead! This world’s male lead!’
A mad dog.
The female lead became a proxy and the male lead became a mad dog. Tears blurred her vision. The report only said he had become more aggressive, it didn’t say he was a mad dog.
The fact that not a single person was stopping him wasn’t just because that man had lived a wrong life.
It was because the highest powers at this soirée—the Crown Prince, the Saint, the Duke, and even members of the Marquis family who had somehow mixed into the crowd to watch—were all standing by.
Edelaine was swept up in a sense of mission that she was the only one who could save that man’s life.
“Shane, stop!”
She shouted loudly and hugged his waist.
Like a lie, Shane stopped abruptly.
Edelaine carefully pulled his waist as if handling something about to explode. A little more toward her, in a direction away from the man. He didn’t budge, but he didn’t push her away either.
“Stop, that’s enough…”
“…”
“What if he d-dies…”
Death was scary.
Her own death, and others’ deaths too.
Edelaine closed her eyes tightly to avoid looking at the man who was already a mess. And she babbled whatever came out.
“I haven’t even had my first dance yet, so, shall we dance? My partner is Jeff oppa, but you’re my fiancé so it should be fine. Let’s go dance, Shane. Stop this and, okay? Let him go…”
She was scared he might really die.
She tightened her grip around his waist to prevent him from hitting more. Then after a moment, Shane covered the back of her hands with his own.
“Just words would have stopped me, Edelaine.”
“…Don’t lie.”
“Really. If you had told me not to.”
Shane chuckled and lifted Edelaine’s hands that were hugging his waist, kissing them. He kissed each knuckle and said.
“Are you scared I might kill that man?”
“Y-yes, I’m scared.”
“Of me? Or…”
Seeing Edelaine turn pale, Shane changed his words.
“If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it long ago, Edelaine.”
“….”
“This should be enough of an example.”
Shane added that he hadn’t intended to kill from the beginning.
Edelaine glared at him with distrust. She suspected he might have planned to vent his anger and then kill her later.
When the novel was a cheerful flower garden romance, she would have believed it as is, but now that the genre was mixed, it didn’t sound straightforward.
“I said let’s dance. Let’s go.”
“Uh, wait a moment… I’m dizzy and need to rest a bit.”
“Then just stand on my feet.”
“I’m not a little kid dancing on daddy’s feet…”
Edelaine grumbled and gestured to the fallen man. Telling him to hurry up and run away.
Shane pretended not to notice the man gasping and running away as he slowly looked around the crowd. It was a persistent gaze.
The warning contained in his narrowed blue eyes was clear.
It was a threat that he wouldn’t stand for anyone looking down on ‘Edelaine Bertrand.’
Edwin whistled softly.
“What a splendid performance.”
“How can you say that when my sister almost got hit?”
“She’s not my sister.”
Someone who wouldn’t feel heartbroken even if his real sister got hit and collapsed sure talked well. Jeff said.
“I was just trying to bring her a drink in case she was thirsty, and the first dance got stolen.”
“Thanks to that, look. Now no one can doubt ‘Edelaine Bertrand.'”
Edwin chuckled.
Shane had deliberately acted excited and hit the man for show. It was intended to demonstrate that he loses his mind when it comes to his fiancée, and that was probably true as well.
People would gossip about how much Shane Blancarde loves his fiancée…
“They also learned who holds Shane’s leash.”
“Edelaine must want to abandon that.”
“Haha, so it seems!”
They would gossip about what the returned Edelaine Bertrand possessed. That was surely not the direction Edelaine wanted, but it was good news for Edwin.
A useful card had been revived.
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