The Baddest Villainess Is Back
Chapter 57
“Hey! You! Just because you’re a Lady, you think you can keep ordering a Prince like me around…!!”
“Yuldian….”
“……is something you can totally do. Of course. Yep.”
At a single word from Naryan, Yuldian instantly swapped his tone. Whatever he had actually intended to say was likely far from that.
It seemed the Emperor was quite satisfied with the international marriage Roselyn had effectively sold Yuldian into.
Yuldian stood beside Naryan with a tearful face, looking much like a noble lady being sold off to a foreign land.
If the Emperor had told him even a single word about doing his best for the sake of the country, it was understandable why Yuldian had resigned himself to this fate.
‘For all he acts like that, he is a Prince who loves his country.’
The Emperor would have framed it as being for the sake of the Empire. And Yuldian was not the type to turn a blind eye to that.
That was why, in Roselyn’s previous world, he had chosen to pick up a sword and head to the battlefield instead of fleeing when war broke out with Kaluta.
The 1st Prince was heavily wounded in that war, and Yuldian, then the 2nd Prince, was taken prisoner after losing his left arm. It was then that she had heard the Princess of Kaluta took a liking to the 2nd Prince.
That was the reason she had brought Yuldian along for these negotiations with Kaluta.
‘If this matter is resolved well, the war won’t happen.’
If there was no war, there would be no people dying vainly. The Bellion Ducal House would also be safe.
‘What’s left is….’
The culprit behind the arson.
The disappearance cases.
And the plague.
All of which were connected to Makruksa.
Regardless, Kaluta seemed to have kept their word about not speaking without Roselyn present; they hadn’t breathed a word about the plague yet.
‘Once this is over….’
Roselyn lightly rubbed her eyelids.
“Are you tired, Roselyn?”
She was about to nod at the voice coming from behind her when she paused.
Feeling a thick shawl being wrapped around her shoulders, Roselyn blinked and turned around.
“……Arma?”
“Yes. Since my brother was coming, I asked Father for permission to join as well.”
Roselyn stared blankly at Arma as he gave her a radiant smile, then she gave a small nod.
He naturally took her hand in his.
“We are lovers, after all.”
At his soft addition, Roselyn nodded lightly.
“Could we set aside the public display of affection and finally hear why you’ve gathered us all, Roselyn? I’m starting to miss my wife.”
Unable to watch any more of the two couples—Naryan and Yuldian, and Roselyn and Arma—acting lovey-dovey, Gerran asked with a hint of amusement in his voice.
“I didn’t invite you.”
“I did offer to help, didn’t I? You are far too cold to me.”
Roselyn shrugged at his slyly smiling complaints.
“Why don’t you try having your own romantic moment with that priest next to you?”
At Roselyn’s words, Geron Wilbrid looked at the priest standing hesitantly by his side.
He was the man Roselyn had specifically requested the Emperor to allow on this mission.
If he was involved in this whole affair, he would surely step forward to catch a big fish.
And for Roselyn’s part, she desperately hoped he would step forward.
Fortunately, it seemed Geron remembered him too.
Intermediate Priest Asidor.
His outward appearance was completely different, but since the base of his voice and his skeletal structure wouldn’t have changed, there was no way a man as sharp as Geron wouldn’t recognize him.
‘Where on earth did she pick this one up?’
Geron Wilbrid’s smile deepened.
“Unfortunately, I have no interest in men.”
“What a shame. I thought you were the type who might have such a hobby.”
“I have a wife I love.”
Roselyn shrugged with an indifferent face and turned her gaze toward Yuldian, who was currently being hugged by Naryan.
“2nd Prince.”
“What is it?”
“Please use your Abyss to track someone down.”
“……What? You’re asking me to—?!”
“Whoa! Yuldian, you have an Abyss too?! What is it? Is it a strong one? Not only is your face exactly my type, but you have an ability too….”
“No!! It’s not strong at all! It’s not a combat-type Abyss!”
Yuldian shouted in a panic at Naryan’s sudden interest.
With a pale face, he shook his head vigorously. It seemed he was terrified she might ask him to spar. Despite being a full head taller than Naryan, the way he looked huddled in her arms was quite a sight.
“Who! Who do you want me to find?!”
Yuldian shouted as he quickly scrambled out of Naryan’s embrace….
Or rather, as he tried to scramble out.
Of course, he couldn’t get away. Naryan was incredibly strong.
“As for who… he’s a total piece of work who spends his time drifting between gambling dens.”
As Roselyn added more details, Yuldian’s expression turned strange.
After listening to Roselyn’s detailed description, Yuldian slowly nodded his head.
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“Kyahahaha! I won. Right? All this money is mine. Okay?”
A man with deep green hair and an eyepatch over one eye burst into a cackling laugh.
The young man, reaching out both arms to quickly sweep up the chips, grinned while his white lab coat fluttered. His sanpaku eyes were unfocused as if he were slightly high on something, and the wide-brimmed hat on his head sat crookedly.
“It’s a scam! A scam! How the hell can you keep winning?! You bastard, you were dealing from the bottom, weren’t you? Trying to trick people like this… do you have any idea how long we’ve been in this business—?!”
“Ehey, I won fair and square, so why the attitude? You’ve got to accept the results to be cool big brothers, you know?”
“We can’t give you that money anyway, so everything…!”
A man strode forward and grabbed the youth by the collar, shouting.
Crash—!
At the same time, the man’s body was slammed into the floor.
Thud, thud, thud—!
The youth sent everyone lunging at him crashing to the floor, then his feet began to move wildly like whips.
“Fuck, shit, dammit! Why the hell are you getting on my nerves? How unlucky can I get?!”
The youth’s eyes were already half-glazed over as he stomped and violently kicked the men’s bodies.
“Argh! I came here to change my shitty mood, so why are you being such sore losers in a game I won fair and square?!”
Under the relentless barrage of kicks, the large men could only tremble helplessly and let out small groans.
“Huh?! Hey!! Say! Something!! Are you dead?! Not yet, right?! Speak!!”
When they didn’t get up after a long beating, the youth let out a long sigh.
“Ah, my mood’s ruined again.”
He grabbed a man by the hair, slammed his head into a table, and then stood up with a smile.
“Ah~ exchange all of these for cash. That’s fine, right? Since it’s money I won legitimately.”
The waiter, facing the youth who was holding out chips with hands stained bright red, trembled violently and hurriedly exchanged them for cash.
“Oh, thanks~.”
Pocketing a wad of cash, the youth grinned and left the gambling den, turning into an alleyway.
“Ah, everything is so tedious lately.”
He let out a long yawn.
“What kind of company makes you earn your own experiment funds?”
Tsk, the youth clicked his tongue and looked down at the heavy pouch of money, yawning again.
“We’re running low on test subjects, too….”
He let out an irritated laugh.
“It’s not easy to find a singularity. It’d be nice to have one good specimen.”
He stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip.
“Well, still… once this job is handled, I won’t have to do this tedious crap anymore.”
Because a fortune would come pouring in like water.
He grinned like a snake at the mere thought of it.
The black piercing on his lip glittered. Walking lazily with his hands in his pockets, the youth suddenly came to a halt.
He let out a long sigh.
“Ah, today is really a goddamn awful day.”
He tilted his head back to look at the empty air and spoke in an exaggeratedly loud voice, then rubbed under his nose with his finger and whipped around to look behind him.
“……Which bastard has been tailing me since a while ago?”
“My, it seems even a piece of trash like you has a decent sense of smell, much like a dog.”
“Hah……?”
“I’m sorry, but you’ll have to come with me. Of course, you don’t have a choice in the matter.”
A smiling Geron emerged from the alleyway, drawing a thin blade from his cane.
“Heh, look at this old geezer and his big mouth. Fuck, don’t blame me when you’re dead!!”
The youth slammed his fists together and bared his teeth savagely as he lunged at Geron.
