The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 91
“Goodness. Roxelyn, do give me a greeting too, I feel sad.”
A person she thought completely immovable was now here.
“How did Father come to be here…?”
“It’s because I was concerned about the arson case… Roxelyn?”
Zerti, responding to Roxelyn’s inquiry, trailed off and grimaced as he called her name.
Roxelyn staggered significantly.
“Yes…”
She murmured softly, dropping her head and inwardly cursing.
‘This wretched body has reached its limit.’
Upon her father and Arma’s arrival, Roxelyn’s body seemed to collapse in relief.
“Roxelyn!”
“Roxelyn!”
Zerti extended his arms, and Arma, who was near, quickly embraced her.
Thump, as Roxelyn fainted, the atmosphere intensified ominously.
“Ah, you’ve all gathered to welcome me? That’s quite excessive.”
Aximus, a bead of sweat rolling down his cheek, spoke with a tense expression.
Clang—!
Zerti Bellion’s venom-dripping purple sword and Aximus’s blade met in a simultaneous clash.
Chaos ensued.
***
“Oh, terrifying…”
Aximus, narrowly escaping a hellish battle into an alleyway, let out a low curse amidst his disheveled state.
His once favorite, shabby tunic was now in tatters, necessitating a change.
“What’s with that lady?”
Why did such a horde of monsters converge in that chaos.
“And why have those beast cubs abandoned their nest?”
He murmured, scratching his head in annoyance as plans went awry.
“Who, you ask? Someone you had no business meddling with.”
Someone caught Aximus’s shoulder as he hobbled down the narrow alley, gripping its worn wall.
‘…I didn’t even sense a thing.’
Sweat streamed down Aximus’s cheek as he was suddenly seized.
‘…Damn.’
His feet wouldn’t move.
Something dark, like a shadow, seemed to grip his feet.
“Ah, the gentleman from earlier.”
Aximus whispered quietly.
“I’m quite particular, see. There hasn’t been much I’ve liked in life. That’s why, touching what’s mine irks me greatly.”
A dry, even tone accompanied Aximus’s neck being tightly grasped.
“I’ve been making considerable efforts toward her.”
‘…I can’t move.’
The pale hand still clutched Aximus’s shoulder.
“Next time, consider your opponents more carefully. Surely, sir, you wouldn’t wish to crawl around limbless at your age?”
Crunch—!
Without any warnings at all, his arm was twisted.
Excruciating pain made Aximus grit his teeth, eyes wide open.
The blue eyes looking down at him curled in a blissful sadism.
‘Have I seen such a lunatic before…?’
He winced in agony, yet managed a fierce grin.
“…Ugh!!”
Following terrible agony, blood spilled onto the floor.
‘How did he track me here? I didn’t sense his approach…’
Abyss?
But such an Abyss was unheard of.
It was his first time being tracked.
Despite desperate thoughts, he couldn’t bear the pain; blood dripped from bitten lips, sweat coursed down his cheeks.
Thump—
One arm tumbled to the ground.
The young man, face still harboring boyish innocence, smiled brightly.
“If you understand, then don’t go touching others’ possessions with your filthy hand from now on.”
The figure enshrouded in darkness vanished in an instant.
Haha, Aximus laughed with a pale expression.
“……Kids these days have no respect for their elders…”
He took a leaf cigarette with his remaining hand, flicked his finger to light it.
Sss, phew…
Smoke billowed and then dispersed into nothing.
“Fxxx, should wash my hand and leave. All this fuss over nothing…”
After smoking the cigarette down, he muttered low curses, picked up his torn arm, and stood up.
Whoosh.
Red fire enveloped Aximus, and he disappeared.
***
Tick, tick, tick.
The clock moved.
Roxelyn slowly opened her eyes, annoyed by the loud clock noise.
The sky was pitch black. It wasn’t really a sky but just darkness.
No stars, no moon. Thus, it felt more appropriate to describe it as darkness rather than a sky.
“Hello, Rose. Long time no see.”
“…Sansar?”
Eyes going wide, Roxelyn suddenly got up.
Unlike the black sky, everything around was stark white.
As she got up from the white velvet floor, Sansar, looking no different from before, smiled at her.
‘Is this a dream? Or…’
Roxelyn looked around. She had been with Aximus or someone just moments ago.
“I kept my promise. I had a feeling something like this might happen to you.”