Becoming a Villain from the Bishop of Sin

"Why run away?"

"Look at what you said, what am I running away from?"

"Then do it well, and about the ex-girlfriend, how about explaining it?"

"Why should I explain?"

"I'm curious."

"That's just her talking nonsense."

"...Please don't make me remind you again and again of the character of this country."

"The situation is quite complicated. Let me sum it up... If I said it was just a joke, she would have misunderstood it on her own. Do you believe it?"

"Do you think I believe it or not?"

Irena turned her head slightly, and responded with a sweet smile, not knowing what was going on in her heart.

"...how about we change the subject?"

"I'm more interested in your love history for the time being."

"Well... I don't think there's much to talk about."

"Then how many girls' important places have you seen? Underwear is also counted."

"Not at all—how do I know a few of them all of a sudden?"

The instinctive rebuttal was distorted inadvertently.

He really couldn't figure out how many he had seen... although he felt that the number should not be many.

"Oh, I'm not denying it.... Are there too many?"

"...This is very popular, can you save me some face and stop asking such strange questions? Otherwise, people will really think of me as a scum."

"Don't force what you don't have, tell the truth." The grey-haired girl still had a smile on her mouth, but her eyes were cold and frightening.

Luo Mo was forced to realize that sometimes he would be unlucky when he teased people, but at this time he couldn't defend himself well.

After all, being able to lie means being unreliable, and Saya being unable to lie means being credible.

However, even if you want Saya to help explain...if Saya tells the truth, it will still only cause people to misunderstand.

then.....

"Speaking of which, Irena, do you still like Mira Rose?"

"What? Changing the subject? It's not like you to be so abrupt."

"No, I just think that if necessary, it's better for you to go and have a look. If you go late, she may die, but if you start now, you may be able to save her."

"What do you mean?"

Irena frowned unconsciously.

Even if she understood that he was changing the subject, but he made the matter so serious that she couldn't help but care about it.

"What do you think a person would do to the perpetrator when their parents, wife, children, everyone they knew was killed?"

"You mean the prince, he will..."

"If you feel that you can be forgiven after the torture is over, or that the prince forgave Mira Rosey, then you can go and treat her. If not, you can also talk to those two people, and maybe things will be peaceful. That's settled, they're all relatives after all...how do you feel?"

"..."

This glamorous proposal puts Irena in a bind.

There are too many problems exposed by such kung fu, and she doesn't know how to deal with it.

But if possible, she still hopes to save Mira Rose... After all, Mira Rose feels good to her, and she doesn't want to sit idly by about Mira Rose.

It's just that what Mira Rosey did made her unable to help being afraid, even feeling terrified.

But at this moment, she suddenly thought of a question, and even though she didn't want to ask it, she couldn't help but care about it very much, so she couldn't help but speak slowly:

"Speaking of... you, have you killed someone, right?"

"Let's have it."

"Did you kill me before you met me?"

"Yes, so there's no need for you not to do anything to yourself. It's a boring psychological burden for me to do it lightly behind. After all, I don't care about that kind of thing a long time ago, um, the kind that doesn't care at all."

To be precise, he no longer cared whether he killed or was killed, so when he spoke, he smiled and patted the head of the girl in front of him.

But such an answer made Irena feel distressed:

"...Really? Isn't this comforting me?"

"I'm honest occasionally."

"...I hope you're lying about this kind of thing."

"Oh, the living environment is like this, and there is no way."

"I can't help it..." The attitude of understatement made Irena find it difficult to accept and let go: "That kind of thing..."

"Everyone has a different life, I just happen to be more exciting."

"but....!"

"Don't worry about me. If you want to take a look, it's better to go there as soon as possible. Anyway, there is plenty of time. I will give you a good answer when you come back."

"...you won't go back?"

"I have a little something to do."

"Really?"

"Have I lied to you?"

"...You actually have the face to say such things at this time?" Irena's eyes were frighteningly cold.

"Sorry~ I'm used to it, this is a mantra."

He scratched his head with a smile.

There is no sincerity in this casual over-the-top apology.

If it was a normal time, Irena would definitely have a hard time with him, but now she is not in that mood.

......................

After much hesitation, Irena finally chose to go back.

There was so much information all of a sudden, she wanted to take this opportunity to be quiet and sort out the information by herself.

And...she doesn't like this country where she can't lie, because it's hard to even hide her feelings here.

It's just that after getting along for so long, Luo Mo didn't act with her this time, which made her a bit uncomfortable who was already used to traveling alone.

However, Luo Mo had his own reasons for choosing to stay, because they had all left that country for so long.

Judging from his understanding of the prince, whether it is the prince who only lives for revenge, or the princess who is driving herself crazy but not completely crazy, they must all be dead now. La Rosay's entire body was never found.

The reason why he let Irena go was just to distract Irena temporarily, so as to avoid being questioned all the time during this period.

Chapter 20 Stalker Saya Emnicia "pretending" amnesia

Not long after Irena made her decision, a group of people went to the gate of the city together and watched her leave the city.

Saya obviously has a commission in this city, but still wants to abandon the commission and travel with Irena, but he is helplessly cash-strapped, or to put it another way...his looting pocket is really cleaner than his face.

Therefore, after stalking him to get a refund, he stayed here and continued to work hard to complete the commission, trying to earn some money to restore blood.

However, until the evening, Saya did not take any action. He just stared at him with one hand on his chin in the lobby on the ground floor of the hotel, as if he had concentrated all his grievances on him.

Even Luo Mo was a little uncomfortable with the strong resentment like a ghost: "...I said, you don't have to stare at me like this, do you? At least I refunded your money?"

"...You ruined my reputation and made Miss Irena suspect that I am a disloyal person!"

"...I think she is more suspicious of me."

"You're fine!" Saya cried and slapped the table repeatedly: "I don't care! You have to pay me! It's because of you, Miss Irena, that you misunderstood me! I was treated as a strange woman!"

"Look at what you said. What made you think that you are a normal person? This kind of brainless self-confidence is too stupid. Hurry up and give up facing reality."

"Wow~~!"

Sha Ye, who was hit by a bit of merciless words, screamed and rushed towards him on the spot. It seemed that he had finally reached the limit of his patience, and wanted to fight him at close range...to be precise, it was actually a bite come up.

But Luo Mo was also quick-eyed, and he reached out and pressed her face directly, easily stopping her attack.

"Don't play petty tricks, fight me fairly!! If I can't kill you, I won't be called Saya!" Saya was like a child having a temper tantrum, his hands were spinning wildly trying to hit her.

It's a pity.... After all, the hand is short, and all the attacks are all byes.

......................

In the eyes of others, Saya's flamboyant attack looks like a child playing.

But because of this, it also attracted a dirty person.

The man appeared to be in his early 20s. His face, arms, and clothes were covered with dust. The clothes looked like they hadn’t been washed for a long time. He also wore black-rimmed glasses and slightly curly brown hair. His appearance was simply plain. .

It feels like an honest and rigid librarian, but it is this kind of woman who wears a brooch representing the identity of a witch on her chest.

When she noticed Saya, she immediately became very excited, rushed into the store and patted her on the shoulder.

"What?" Sha Ye, who still wanted to have a life-and-death final with Luo Mo, turned his head impatiently.

But the witch didn't speak, she just stared at Saya's chest excitedly, her gaze was so hot that it was scary and her breathing was quite heavy, Saya couldn't help being vigilant, and instinctively took a few steps back while covering her chest:

"...you're not a weirdo with strange interests, are you?"

"I think you're weird enough to the average person...in every sense of the word."

After speaking, he also thought in his heart, are many witches like Saya, and their sexual fetishes are not normal?

And the witch who was staring at Saya's chest even made a strange pug-like sound of "Ha, ha!", which scared Saya to forget about the contradiction and hurriedly hid behind Luo Mo, using him as a shield.

But when he was acting as a shield, the woman took out a sketchbook and turned the pages, showing them the words on it.

It read impressively: [Are you a witch sent by the Magic Unity Association? 】