The Reason I Have To Be A Villain

Chapter 70

[Renée’s POV]

The hot body heat felt through the clothes and the equally hot breath tickling the nape of the neck.

Above all, the weight that presses on the body that cannot be ignored.

‘Why did this happen?’

Blinking my eyes, I couldn’t even rub the back of my head, which I bumped into while falling, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Diwen is lying on top of me. It was quite heavy and frustrating. So I wanted to get rid of him right away, but I couldn’t.

There was no free space around me to spare as the luggage fell. However, I was reluctant to throw him on the bumpy luggage because he was a patient.

‘No… … It made a loud noise when it fell, so other people might find it strange and come.’

But the wagon did not stop. Of course, the door didn’t even open.

Should I scream?

No. And then how do you explain it to someone who witnessed this situation?

It was 100% sure that if others saw it, they would get a strange misunderstanding. To me, such a strange misunderstanding was nothing but another addition to my huge gossip, so I didn’t care much. But… …

‘I’m sure Diwen is different.’

If I wanted to call someone, I had to start with this strange posture.

As soon as I came to a conclusion, I wiggled and grabbed Diwen’s back. It’s true that he wasn’t wearing a coat, but he seemed to be wearing several layers, and the heat felt over the clothes was great.

‘Is it not a simple cold?’

“Diwen. Diwen……! Did you pass out by any chance. Pull yourself together. Get up.”

I patted his back with strength and called his name. However, Diwen was silent.

He must have fainted. Biting my lips in embarrassment, I roughly tossed the load that had spilled onto Diwen.

And pushed his body upwards.

As soon as there was a little space between him and me, I moved a little by little. There was not enough space because of the luggage scattered next to it, but I managed to get out by moving around.

“Aigo. what a pain this is.”

I laid Diwen who was lying face down, comfortably.

Why was he resting in this place when he was sick? There must have been a regular carriage other than the wagons.

Recalling that he had suffered from fever again, I gently touched his forehead. It was still a ball of fire. Fortunately, my hands were colder than I thought. Ahhh. It would be nice to have the unmelting ice that Anastasia gave me the other day.

As soon as I thought of that, I sighed.

“Ehh. How can someone who avoids me be pretty?”

Originally, I was going to call someone right away, but… … 

If the carriage stopped even for a moment, I changed my mind to call someone, and in the darkness, I stuck next to Diwen and touched his forehead.

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[Diwen’s POV]

Tiling.

Last mission of the day

‘Let’s kill my father!’

Diwen, who woke up from a damn past dream that doesn’t fade at all, realizing that something has been put on the nape of his neck and the pit of his stomach, and he opens his eyes.

A stabbing headache poured in. He managed to grasp the situation by swallowing his saliva.

I noticed five things.

That you’re lying down somewhere.

With a rattling sound, the ‘somewhere’ he was lying on moved, so he was still in the wagon.

It’s cool to touch the nape of your neck.

The one placed on the stomach is lighter than expected.

Finally…….

“Damn it… …”

The woman who sleeps with her hand on his nape and her head on the pit of the stomach without knowing the world is ‘that woman’.

After realizing all five things, my head hurt in a different sense.

Diwen raised his upper body with his elbows on the floor, then placed his hand on her head as it tilted.

“……Sleep well in an uncomfortable position.”

Diwen, smiling involuntarily and carefully placing her head on his thigh, barely sat down and threw his head back.

I’m not used to this kind of fever.

When I was young when I received a penalty, a whole week would disappear, but not now. I endured and endured, and I was able to live well even with penalties.

But I could never, ever get used to it. It always hurts, it’s cold, it feels like I’m going to vomit… …

And Diwen has been experiencing that sensation for over a month now.

TL/N: My burning question!! Why??? They had the same mission and Renée has recovered! Unless Diwen got more missions related to hurting Renée?

With his eyes closed and his head tilted back, he finally opened his eyes, putting his shaking brain and throbbing stomach to rest.

His eyes sparkled in the dark.

“I don’t know what others think.”

Muttering to himself, he roughly guessed the flow of time.

I felt the cold, but it was probably because of the fever I had. Judging from the fact that he doesn’t feel the bone-chilling cold, he must not have arrived at Heronimo yet.

It seems that we haven’t arrived at the teleport location yet… 

“Then when we get there, we’re going to take this woman to the Marquis…….’

Inadvertently thinking of Reden Blair, he recalled that she had burrowed into his arms a little while ago.

I was embarrassed even in the midst of the pain with fever all over my body. Aside from wondering why this woman was here, digging under her robes to try to hide was suffocating in a different way.

Apart from that, Diwen didn’t have the courage to face her yet. So he tried to get her out.

But do you know?

People are very greedy. It’s contradictory, selfish, and there’s a lot to wish for.

Diwen soon grabbed her, not having the courage to face her yet and not wanting to talk.

“How did this happen?”

There was nothing to be afraid of in the world by killing a dragon, but he pushed away and avoided her, saying that he felt guilty and scared that his mean and ugly heart would be found out by only one human woman.

But ironically, selfishly, Diwen didn’t want her to leave his side.

‘Crazy bastard.’

Cursing himself bitterly, he slammed his forehead into a crate piled up nearby.

He barely came to his senses after cursing as much as he said that even a teenager who had just started his first love wouldn’t be like this. And I looked down at her peacefully sleeping without knowing my heart for a long time, and then I hugged her.

As I put my arms under my thighs and leaned her face against my shoulder, I suddenly remembered the time when Horrenne House collapsed.

‘Please, you idiot. Stop thinking about it.’

Diwen, who was alert even in the dark, collapsed on the floor and moved forward, roughly removing the strewn luggage with his feet.

Then I punched the wall.

“Yeeess?”

A faint voice could be heard over the wall. Diwen spoke with familiarity.

“Where are we now?”

“We’ve almost reached the teleport location! I think it’ll take about 10 more minutes?”

“Let me know when we get there.”

“Yes.”

Ten minutes.

Diwen meditated on the time.

“Ha…… let’s stop. You’re not a baby. What is this you’re doing.”

He was well aware. Even if I blindly avoided her, it would only give her strange thoughts.

Diwen adjusted and hugged her, then unwittingly smoothed her curly hair, which slipped into his fingers.

‘Ten minutes is enough. That’s enough… …’

It was. Ten minutes was enough.

With enough time to control and organize one’s mind.

TL/N: I WAS SQUEALING AND FANGIRLING THE ENTIRE OF HIS POV!!!!!! Diwen’s POVs are always so JUICY!! I always get very excited when I reach his POVs HAHA. And it’s OFFICIAL!!! That Diwen has feelings for Renée!!!!!! We finally got a hug that someone commented and asked for back in chapter 47!!!

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[Renée’s POV]

Taak!

A stinging shock dug into my forehead, and I opened my eyes involuntarily with an ‘ouch’.

And I found Reden with a grim look on his face.

“Argh!”

Seriously, surprised enough to make my heart drop, I clung to the person next to me.

“What? What?” Why is Reden here!”

I’m not an idiot. I know for sure that I was in the wagon with Diwen just a moment ago.

But why is Reden in front of me?

Reden, who had given me a finger flick, was shaking his wrist and stared at me

“Are you really not listening? Who do I look like.”

“No, where are we? Why am I here?”

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Looking closely, this was our family carriage. The person I hung on to was none other than Anastasia.

When I looked at Anastasia with an awkward smile, Anastasia smiled face to face. Anastasia smiled at me. But the words that came out of her were not at all funny.

“Renée. Stay away from Lord Fergus.”

Uh…

Unable to answer, I looked at Reden. For some reason, Reden was wearing a lot of clothes.

I was a bit puzzled by that, but it’s more a question of why I’m here. Judging from the reactions of the two of them, it must not be a dream to visit Diwen, but what is it?

“Why am I here? What about Diwen?”

“Outside.”

“I… Why are you here? I think I fell asleep…….”

“Sir brought you…….”

Reden stopped talking and frowned.

“You were at the wagon before, weren’t you?”

“Ummm…”

When I couldn’t answer and hesitated, Reden sighed and opened the carriage door. Only then did I realize that the carriage had stopped.

Before I could even ask where I was, I was so overwhelmed by the sight outside that I was speechless.

An ivory stone slab as huge as the palace garden, with dizzying black patterns engraved on it.

There we were. Several wagons and people moving the luggage at random.

“This is…”

“It’s a place to teleport.”

Reden answered briefly and got off the carriage.

“Wow.”

An unbearable exclamation flowed out. Being in a place that looked like an ancient ruin, I felt very small.

“But how do I teleport from here?”

Words close to self-talk were scattered in the air. Reden, who was looking at me from the carriage, answered me.

“The pattern drawn on this stone slab is a magic circle, and if you pour magic into it, everything on the slate will be teleported.”

“Oh…… that’s amazing. But whose magic do you use?”

Don’t tell me it’s you?

I asked with eyes without saying a word afterward. Reden nodded, as if he understood my unspoken question without much difficulty.

I blinked my eyes in bewilderment.

You’re pouring mana into the pattern on such a vast stone slab, or magic circle, by Reden alone?

“Really Reden on your own?”

“Yes.”

“Are you going to be all right…?

Each wizard usually has no idea how much magic they possess. I heard from Horaisha in the royal library that the more magical energy, the better.

Of course, since Reden was called a genius wizard, the amount of magical power was probably enormous.

‘But you’re going to fill this size all by yourself? Not with someone else helping you?’

It was a moment when I frowned because I was worried and felt a little unfair.

Reden shook his head.

“It’s not the time to worry about me.”

“…Then who are you worried about?”

“I worry about you.”

Me?

“What are you talking about?”

Reden stared at Anastasia before bringing something up. And said something out of the blue.

“Solen, go back to your family carriage from here.”

“Yes, I will. Then Renée, come safely. And……”

Thank you for caring, she smiled and left like that. In a fit of absurdity because Reden had sent Anastasia away, I slapped Reden on the shoulder.

He groaned and covered his shoulder.

“What? Did you send her, knowing how much Astaron roasts Anastasia?”

“Because I can’t make that child suffer for 15 days.”

It was a low voice and, as usual, a blunt tone. Even so, I was very surprised and covered my mouth.

‘Wow! You sounded like a male lead just now!’

The reason was insignificant.