The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 160
The blood that had been gushing from his mouth stopped, and his pallor gradually returned to normal.
The yellow stone among the seven stones was one of purification and healing.
“Roxelyn, what is this?”
“I got it from a god who was playing around.”
“…What?”
Arma asked blankly at Roxelyn’s unexpected confession.
“…I see.”
“Do you believe me?”
“I don’t, but if you say so, then it must be true.”
At Arma’s words, Roxelyn burst into laughter.
“Your face looks like someone who’s been tricked by a smooth-talking con artist.”
Arma blinked in a daze as Roxelyn suddenly laughed.
“Arma? Why are you just standing there?”
“Ah… I felt like kissing you.”
“…Here?”
“No, no…! That came out wrong… It’s just, you’re so beautiful. I mean… it’s the first time I’ve seen you laugh. I… I’m sorry.”
Arma, fumbling with his words, quickly bowed his head.
Roxelyn shrugged as she watched him.
“Want to try?”
Arma’s eyes widened at her words.
“…No, not like this. I’d prefer to create a more romantic atmosphere, like walking in a garden or on the beach.”
Blushing furiously, Arma quickly bowed his head again.
“I’m sorry.”
His small muttering voice was filled with the desire to run away in embarrassment.
“…You’re quite the romantic. I didn’t expect you to have such a detailed plan…”
At Roxelyn’s murmuring, Arma covered his face with his hand.
“I’m sorry.”
“Anyway, let’s tie him up. I’ll go talk to my father and grandfather for a moment.”
At Roxelyn’s words, Arma nodded.
“Go ahead. I’ll tie him up in the garden to keep your room from getting dirty.”
“Alright.”
Roxelyn turned around, watching Arma hoist the unconscious boy onto his shoulder after hesitating to grab him by the collar.
“Oh, and don’t steal anything because my scent isn’t on it.”
“…I won’t.”
“Good.”
Roxelyn turned away again.
Arma watched Roxelyn walk away and sighed. The problem was, he didn’t mind her teasing.
‘…Why did I have to say I wanted to kiss her?’
Arma bumped his forehead against the wall with a groan, unable to stand his own foolishness.
He almost jumped out of the window but stopped himself, clicking his tongue and bumping his forehead against the window frame again.
But…
‘It’s the first time I’ve seen Roxelyn laugh like that.’
Honestly, he was surprised.
That she could laugh like that.
“…I’ve never thought about wanting to be loved by someone, and it’s a bit perplexing.”
Pretending to be kind, weak, or naive was not difficult. However, Roxelyn was not easily fooled by such acts.
No matter how much he pretended to know nothing or suddenly showed off his abilities, her indifferent and nonchalant expression did not change much.
It was as if she was here but not really present.
Arma wiggled his fingers.
From his fingertips, black shadows emerged like ropes, tightly binding the unconscious boy.
“Love…”
He had never loved anything before.
To Arma, all living things were worthless. They were merely tools to be used and discarded with a flick of his hand.
He knew that trustworthy people were rare, and he had suffered greatly at the hands of hypocrites.
Despite this, Arma believed that people were necessary for living.
One cannot live alone.
The world is full of trivial and foolish things, but also of moments of kindness, wisdom, and value, which justify his own existence.
Therefore, Arma did not fall into foolish arrogance. He even had a somewhat romantic notion that he might meet someone just for him someday.
“…I think I have.”
Arma lightly rubbed his cheek with his palm and murmured softly.
“Oh, I want her.”
Arma muttered quietly.
