The Reason I Have To Be A Villain

(Renée’s POV)

My body trembled, perhaps because of the cold or frustration.

Just how did I get in here? I’ve worked so hard! Then suddenly the mirror will break? Not only that, I was not able to achieve my goal of becoming the 100th person!

“…I’m sorry. It was my negligence.”

The man politely apologized and held out his hand as if to help me get up. But I stood on my own with my trembling legs and pretending to be okay.

It was so dark, so I couldn’t see that well, but there were a few things that I could tell: that the man I bumped into was quite tall and big. And that he’s not Diwen Fergus.

I could consider it as my luck in times of misfortune. However,

This mission would only be successful once I’ve completed it.

“Did you get hurt?”

“What do you think that I felt right now? Because of you…!”

My thoughts are all over the place because of the fever. As I tried to calm down, I took a deep breath.  Calm down Renée, this man was innocent.

“Because of you, the mirror is broken…”

As a result, a mixture of slurs and respectful words emerged. At first glance, it sounded like I’m whining tirelessly.

It might seem strange to me, but the man’s attitude remains unchanged. I looked down at the floor and pointed my finger at the object that fell off, then again he apologized politely.

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“I’m sorry. I’ll compensate you for it.”

“I’m not doing this for money, but… now…!”

Come to think of it, that’s Anastasia’s mirror. What should I say to Anastasia? Now I feel so frustrated as if my stomach was about to explode.

Should I just close my eyes and slap my face?

(T/N: Haha isn’t he the one you’re supposed to slap, not yourself.)

It was the moment when I was about to cover my face with my bare hands due to nervousness that was caused by my anxiety, frustration, and pain. The man suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled it.

“Don’t touch your face. A piece of the broken mirror might be attached to your hand.”

“…..”

Only then did I see the man’s face in the darkness to which I became accustomed at that time. 

Strangely enough, he has a strange hair color that I couldn’t describe.

Staring at those eyes that sparkled like glass beads, as if possessed, I suddenly burst into tears without me realizing it.

The man became baffled at my sudden outburst, as he immediately let go of my wrist.

“I’m sorry If I touched you carelessly.”

“I can’t even hit you….”

“Pardon?”

“I’m so annoyed… I can’t even hit you..!”

Tears streamed down my cheeks due to the overflowing anxiety. I was about to die of pain, but still, nothing worked out, that’s why annoyance continues to linger.

Do I have to suffer this much just because I failed?

Why do I have to do things that I don’t want to do while I suffer due to a ruined mission! All I want is… -for me to live a normal and comfortable life.

Then the man muttered slowly.

“… If it would relieve your anger by slapping someone, then it’s fine with me.”

As tears continued to pour endlessly. Thanks to this, the man’s face was barely visible, but I could tell he was leaning towards me.

The tears gradually stopped at a sudden close distance.

“What did you say?”

“I said that if it helps you release your anger by hitting me, then it’s okay with me.”

‘…. Is this guy out of his mind as well?’

After blinking a few times, I could finally see the man in front of me as if an opaque film had been removed as if we saw each other again. Those glass bead-like eyes.

With both hands on his back and leaning slightly toward me, the distance between the two of us was so close.

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I barely opened my mouth.

“…. Really?”

“Yeah.”

“If I hit you, you wouldn’t kill me right?”

My mouth moves arbitrarily due to fever and body aches.

Curiosity lingered through his dull eyes.

“I,…. you?”

“No way.”

He murmured low as if he was unsure about my question and then he gently narrowed his eyes. As if he was going to hit me.

‘Then what he meant earlier was that it could relieve my stress if I hit him. I’m not that crazy yet.’

However, I have no choice but to do it here.

Since the other person had already given me his permission. Then there wouldn’t be any better resolution than this. It was even hard for me to stand up still like this, so I cannot prolong it any longer. And if I get another penalty for not completing this mission, I would die.

The only thing I regret is that It didn’t even last a month and I ended up being mean to others just like this. It was resentful, but I had to for me to live.

“…You really won’t kill me, right?”

“Why do you keep saying such weird things?”

Before he could even finish speaking, I slapped him on the cheek.

A sharp frictional sound echoed in my ears.

I didn’t feel any pain in the palm of my hand. Was it because of the heat or was it just a weak blow?

But I succeeded in the mission, right?

At that moment, the dark surroundings suddenly became bright and the figure of a man caught my eye in an instant.

I suddenly had the urge to ask him about the pigment of his hair, which was as fresh as snow. Below that, I can see a visible red cheek…

Ting.

Today’s Last Mission was a Success!

-Reward: 100 Gold-

Then I completely lost my consciousness after seeing the transparent window that appeared out of nowhere.

-ˏˋ ━━━━━━ ʚɞ ━━━━━━ ˊˎ-

(3rd Person POV)

Zion was at a loss for words at the pain that penetrated his skin and the fishy taste that he felt in his mouth. To be honest, he didn’t expect it to hurt this much.

‘She must have been very angry.’

‘But that doesn’t mean that I was going to blame her now because I permitted her to hit me anyway, not anyone else. I was just simply surprised.’

It was at that time that Zion was pondering on how painful it was. Suddenly, the dark hallway brightened.

Blinking his eyes at the sudden brightness, he felt two presence from left and right. The one from the banquet hall was very unfamiliar to him, while on the other side he knew him very well.

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‘Why is that guy over there?’

The moment Zion clicked his tongue at the familiar presence, a familiar sound was heard.

Ting.

Zion turned his head unconsciously.

The first thing that he saw was the woman who had a red swollen face and she seemed to be sweating a lot as well. The same person who slapped him on the cheek.

Her hair was full of undefinable color like the color of the setting clouds. As soon as he realized who this person might be, he opened his mouth as if he was about to say something.

Then the woman’s body gradually tilted.

Reflexively, he grabbed her. Her body, which was drooping on his arms, was very hot.

He already noticed earlier that her temperature was not normal when he grabbed her wrist a while ago, but he didn’t take it seriously cause his body temperature has always been lower than other people’s.

‘She has a fever.’

He frowned after he found what was written then on the translucent, rectangle window.

At the unrealistic thing that was floating in the air, Zion’s face quickly hardened as he stared at it sharply.

“What are you doing, Zion?”

At that moment, the familiar person on the other side of the hallway came up and spoke to him. At the same time, the translucent window disappeared.

Zion turned his head immediately after he heard the familiar voice. That same person pretended not to know what was happening. 

“Is this Renée Blair?”

Unlike Zion’s snow-white hair, a man with black hair, purple eyes, had an indifferent face as he approached him.

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It was Diwen Fergus.

Diwen sighed.

“I always get confused every time I come to this banquet. I always get lost.

“Is this woman Renée Blair?”

“Wow. How can you not know? You are the representative of the Konia Kingdom.”

Zion muttered coldly as if he wasn’t familiar with Renée’s face.

“It’s not something that I can identify right away.”

“That’s the same for you, right?”

As the meaningless banter between the two went back and forth, Diwen then looked down at the woman in Zion’s arms who had a red-swollen face with a look of interest and muttered.

“Oh, should I kill her now?”

Zion listened to everything that Diwen was saying, without changing his expression.                                                  

At that time, the presence of another intruder coming from the banquet hall approached them. And the pace was pretty fast.

Zion and Diwen raised their heads immediately as if expecting someone, then finally a silver hair gleaming under the hallway lights.

It was Anastasia Solen.

“What did you do to Renée?”

She came in a hurry and asked them with a hardened face as if threatening them.

Seeing that Diwen was a little puzzled. Her eyes were then fixed directly at Zion’s face, who was currently holding Renée into his arms.

Zion, becoming so embarrassed, spoke out politely.

“This is a misunderstanding, but…”

“I’m sorry. Can’t you see that my friend right here, got hit first?”

Diwen immediately cut off Zion’s words. Anastasia’s eyes then turned towards Zion’s cheek.

When blinking several times, she then noticed Zion’s swollen cheek, Anastasia shut her mouth then. On the other hand, Zion clicked his tongue inwardly, as if disappointed to think that Diwen saw him being slapped. 

‘He would tease me for the next several months.’

At that moment, Anastasia immediately grabbed a hold of Renée who was leaning at Zion’s arms.

Anastasia, who managed to regain her composure, turned to look at Diwen with cold eyes.

“Renée may have hit His Grace first….. But she must have done it with a reason.”

“What….?”

Diwen made an absurd face, but Anastasia responded while disregarding his reaction and brought the unconscious Renée with her.

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Diwen said bitterly.

“Has she always been like that?”

“Who is that woman?”

“You don’t know Anastasia Solen?”

Diwen scoffed. Then, Zion frowned slightly.

“I know. I’m just not familiar with her face.”

“You need to socialize, my friend. Who are you acquainted with anyway?”

“More than that, aren’t you supposed to kill her?”

Zion immediately omitted the topic and asked the question bluntly, but Diwen seemed to understand.

Diwen drew his attention from Anastasia and gave a worried and troubled look to his face. For a brief moment, Diwen narrowed his eyes and sent a suspicious look at Zion.

“Since when have you been interested in asking me about someone”

“Seeing that you talk like that, it seems to me that you have no intention of killing her.”

Diwen became silent. As he intently looked at him, Zion then spoke as he moved his gaze towards the banquet hall where Anastasia walked to.

“She comes from a family that you’re crazy about. And it’s a noisy banquet hall where no one would not be aware of what happened. Above all, the opponent is a well-known villain that everyone is wary about. If you kill her, everyone will be surprised at first, but you will be able to defend yourself then.”

As always.

The sunken blue eyes looked into the distance and then went back towards Diwen. The purple and blue eyes collided.

“It’s not hard to find fault at her. And it would be even harder to show compassion for someone. Well, it’s not that the other person is so innocent that the reputation you care so much about will be ruined. Then why are you hesitating?”

“Why do I have to explain it to you?”

Diwen’s calm voice became infinitely low. It was telling the other person ‘Not to be nosy.’

Zion continued to stare as if observing, regardless of the pressure. Eventually, Diwen let out an annoyed sigh and said.

“I don’t know either. I’m not annoyed today.”

“What does that mean?”

“Sometimes, whenever we meet face-to-face at a banquet….”

As if recalling, Diwen’s face darkened.

“Today, I felt like she was a different person. So I thought about it a little, whether I should kill her or not.”

(T/N: My gee I can feel it, Diwen might be the ML. How about you guys, who’s your bet? Hehe.)

He said it in the past tense, but he was still a bit worried about it. Soon he clicked his tongue and concluded.

“Okay, I don’t want to kill her. For some reason, I think I’ll regret it if I do.”

“…Then, are you rejecting today’s mission?”

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Diwen shrugged at Zion’s meaningless question.

“Of course.”

“Hmmm….”

“Well, I feel bad thinking about getting sick after a long time.”

As he spoke lightly, something suddenly appeared in front of him.

Something like a translucent, rectangular window floating in the air.

There was an inscription saying;

‘Let’s Kill Renée Blair in the Banquet Hall.’

Then Diwen pressed the Reject button below with his finger.