The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 82
It was impossible for someone who had put down the sword to exhibit such skills.
‘…Has he been deceiving us all this time?’
Yuldian shook his head at his own absurd thought.
‘That can’t be.’
Feeling Yuldian’s gaze, Arma slowly turned his head. He silently looked at Yuldian and then slowly at Roxelyn sitting next to him.
“The final will now begin! Khan Hatan’s opponent will be our potential ally’s Third Prince Arma, who has shown remarkable strength!”
The Kalutan hosting the event, jumping from spot to spot with a booming voice, grinned mischievously.
“Now, let’s start the final… before that!”
The two contestants paused, and the tense spectators simultaneously jeered.
Despite the jeers, the host kept spinning with a grin.
The true Khan, having returned to Roxelyn’s side, burst into laughter and looked at her.
“Hatan is not weak, Lyn.”
“It seems so.”
Roxelyn nodded and readily agreed.
The Khan quietly observed her before resting his chin on his hand, silently turning back to the stage.
“Would the finalists like to share a word about their ambitions!”
The booing crowd immediately erupted into cheers.
Hatan silently looked at the host, then shifted his gaze to the Khan.
“I dedicate my victory, as always, to my one and only life. So, if I win, may I visit tonight?”
The surroundings fell into a momentary silence.
A beat later, cheers exploded, and two beats later, Yuldian’s face flushed tomato-red as he grasped the meaning.
Roxelyn looked slightly shocked but amusedly at the Khan, who was smiling contentedly.
“Alright, if you bring me victory, I’ll pamper you all night.”
Roxelyn, who had been somewhat composed, crumbled at the Khan’s proud response.
Her head inevitably dropped. She was unable to adapt to Kaluta’s culture.
Her ears turned a bright red as she gently rubbed her face with her palms.
“Roxelyn.”
Her head slowly lifted at the sound of his voice, hushed yet bearing a depth different from usual.
“Would you reconsider if I win?”
Roxelyn frowned at Arma’s abrupt request.
“Reconsider what?”
“The annulment.”
Arma’s grip on his sword tightened.
Hatan was quietly swinging a greatsword in one hand.
“That…”
“I’ve given it a lot of thought.”
Instead of looking at Hatan, Arma turned his body to fix his gaze entirely on Roxelyn.
“I still dislike it.”
“…”
“If the reason that you dislike me is because I am weak, then I will change.”
“No…”
“So, if I win here, please reconsider the annulment.”
Confused and astounded, Roxelyn’s lips twitched before she ultimately fell silent.
“Please allow me to like you, Roxelyn.”
“Excuse me?”
What an unexpected declaration.
Roxelyn’s ears began to burn red in embarrassment.
“I like you, Roxelyn.”
“…”
“I like you.”
Roxelyn was speechless.
She felt a bit ashamed.
‘…How will he manage this later?’
Roxelyn looked at Arma with pity.
“Wow! Amazing!!”
Whistles blew, and cheers erupted.
“I’ll support the foreigner! Win!”
“Khan! Please go easy!!”
“Ack! It feels like I’ve swallowed a ton of sugar!”
“I want to marry a foreigner too!”
Surrounded by voices from all sides, Roxelyn buried her face in her palms.
‘This is insane.’
She sighed.
Looking down now would only make the atmosphere weirder.
‘…I don’t understand why he’s doing this.’
Amid her perplexity, she finally nodded.
At that, Hatan chuckled lowly.
The chances of Arma beating Hatan were almost none.
Because Hatan was…
“Let the match begin!”
Boom!
Among the Kalutans, known to punch holes in cliffs with their bare hands, Hatan was considered a ‘monster.’
Roxelyn stood on the trembling ground, eyes wide as she watched Arma.
Silence fell as the outcome was decided.