The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 57
“You. How old are you?”
After scrutinizing Roxelyn for a while, the boy hesitantly asked.
“Seventeen years old. And you?”
“I’m twelve, name’s Batar. I have an older brother and a twin sister. My brother is seventeen and his name is Baian.”
“Ah, Batar. Nice to mee…”
“Meat over vegetables, but not too picky there. Better at fighting with fists in a manly and hearty manner than using a sword. Slightly hot-tempered, but really smart and unbeatable in combat sense. Naturally, the face and body are great. Of course, that’s as of now—there’s only room to get stronger. At least three kids is preferred, but the partner’s opinion will be respected. Ideal type is a beautiful and wise woman who will be a steadfast pillar by the side.”
Suddenly, the boy rambled on with an unnecessarily long self-introduction, causing Roxelyn to pause.
‘Wait, …he’s saying…?’
This sounded more like he was introducing someone else rather than himself.
“My brother is really a great person in my eyes.”
Ah, suddenly introducing his brother.
‘Is this what they call brotherly love…?’
Roxelyn looked down at Batar with a dubious expression.
His face was beaming with pride and pleasure.
“Anyway, if that’s what you want, I’ll specially do it just for ‘ya. …Lady.”
It was an odd form of honorifics.
Roxelyn shrugged lightly.
“But are you really going to take me there? …Lady?”
“Yes, I don’t have a habit of lying.”
“…I thought the empire was full of cowardly and disloyal people, but there seems to be someone decent like you.”
Batar murmured, then suddenly jerked his shoulder and quickly added,
“Just so you know, that was a monologue, so I didn’t use honorifics. …Lady.”
His current speech wasn’t exactly honorifics either.
“But thank you for saving me. …Lady.”
The boy sincerely expressed his gratitude.
“…Alright.”
A faint smile appeared on Roxelyn’s lips.
Batar’s dark face blushed.
‘My brother and I have the same taste, so he will surely like her too.’
Roxelyn took out the key she had received earlier.
“You won’t kill me if I unlock these cuffs, right?”
“Of course not! …Lady! You are my savior. And I have always been taught to repay my benefactors. …Lady.”
Batar spoke firmly.
Roxelyn nodded at the boy who would have been dead in her original world, and indeed, had died there.
“Alright.”
Roxelyn briefly responded and then unlocked Batar’s handcuffs.
His eyes widened as the shackles on his wrists and ankles were removed.
The freed boy grinned fiercely, like a predator.
The Kaluta tribe.
A dangerous minority with superhuman strength, each member equivalent to a hundred soldiers.
Even a child had the strength to kill an adult man.
There was a well-known anecdote from Kaluta. When the king’s daughter had once been kidnapped, those fiends had threatened the royal family, thinking that their country was a mere small kingdom—only to be annihilated by the king himself and his few guards.
“Let’s get along, Batar.”
Roxelyn extended her hand.
She intended to make a personal deal with them, separate from the Emperor.
“Likewise! …Lady!”
The boy’s small hand grasped Roxelyn’s.
It was Roxelyn’s belated response to the request of Aegis Bellion, who had once been so cold-hearted.
