The Villain in the Side Story Wants to Live

Saint

I couldn’t remember sleeping. When I woke up, Serena was not in my arms, so I wondered if everything yesterday had been a dream, but the fragrant smell of flowers on her clothes reminded me that it was not an illusion.

Even if Serena disappeared, I wasn’t worried. As always, she knew that when it was time to visit, she would come scurrying with her brazen face.

However, only meals were left at the door every day, and she hadn’t seen Serena for several days.

“Is she going to become something of a snail?”

Why is she doing something she never did before. Are you mad that I tried to run away?

She’s

─ Not to mention, she asked me why she gave her mercy to the enemy.

‘I’m really okay with that.’

You tortured me by interrogating me?

Sometimes there was bullying that almost crossed the line, but Serena looked at me and didn’t cross it.

I have never once felt pained by the fact that they thought of me.

You made me work every day?

She had gone through countless worse things in her previous lives, so she was used to it.

Rather, Serena, who cooks and makes work every day, is a fairy.

The last kiss-like touch that a drunken Serena made by surprise.

To be honest, she didn’t feel bad.

Rather, what would have happened if I hadn’t endured it then… I can only think of it.

Hmmm.

Anyway, Serena couldn’t accept that I had forgiven her and she seemed to be racked with guilt.

‘I think we should have a serious conversation again.’

So yesterday, she stayed up all night waiting for her to come in, but at some point she couldn’t stand her drowsiness and fell asleep.

Her last memory before closing her eyes was breathing white gas, and a scene from the movie almost came to mind.

Should we consider it fortunate that the meal is not fried dumplings?

I couldn’t dig through the wall with a spoon, so it seemed like I had to wait for Serena to change her mind.

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Then one day, she woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of something tripping over.

As she lit her lamp, she caught sight of Serena, her lips turning blue and collapsed on her floor.

A familiar steak in her hand, she realized that the assassin who was trying to kill Serena had finally succeeded.

Haa- Haa-

Serena was out of breath, as if she would soon die if left alone.

If she turns a blind eye to Serena dying… I can get my freedom

The hero might feel strange and try to find me, but if you have the demon king’s stone, you won’t have to worry about getting caught.

You can live a completely free life.

Haa— Haaa—

But still, I didn’t want to let Serena die.

At least the misunderstanding should be cleared up, so I don’t think I’ll feel uncomfortable.

There is a reason to save Serena. Now she had no time to hesitate any longer.

──But how? After carrying Serena on her back, various question marks came to her mind.

There is no one who does not know the face of Oran, who was wanted.

So people will run away as soon as they see my face, not even knowing that I have a patient.

Should I go find the hero then?

The warrior said he would cut me if he faced me.

Even if I’m carrying Serena on my back, Bel will be questionable after listening to my story.

You can’t be a warrior.

Then who should I turn to for help?

No one comes to mind.

…… In the first place, no one will rush to help me, a villain.

f*ck.

Even at that moment of hesitation, Serena’s breathing gradually weakened.

She can’t hesitate forever.

If no one else helped me, I had a way.

After laying Serena on the bed, she took out the Demon King’s Stone from her pocket.

“Wait a minute.”

She whispered in her ear, clutching Serena’s sword, which was worn around her waist, in one hand.

“I’ll be right back.”

Before leaving her room, she promised to cover her with a blanket.

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There is always a character who appears as a set in a novel featuring a hero.

She is a saint.

With the power of divine power, even the dead can be brought back to life at once, and in this novel, the princess of Merlia Kingdom is that saint.

The last time I was poisoned, Serena said that her saintess made her a medicine.

So, if it were her, she might be able to provide her with medicine that will make Serena better now.

Now, in the middle of the night, the likely place for the saintess to be is the detached palace to the northwest of the royal palace.

The saintess is the hero’s lover and is about to get married, but since she hasn’t held a ceremony yet, she lives apart.

There is little chance of meeting a hero. That was the only reassurance.

“Arrived.”

Is it because it was after the demon king disappeared? Fortunately, the security around us was not tight.

A building the size of a small mansion made of white bricks. The long windows up and down were embracing the darkness.

You must be sleeping as much as time is time. I approached the door.

Duck-

I touched the door just in case, but it opened easily.

It’s nice not to have to break in, but… Security is so weak just because there is no demon king?

Something felt uneasy.

But Serena was still dying slowly, so she had no time to hesitate.

Clutching the sword borrowed from Serena with both hands, she stepped into the building.

After passing the entrance made of white marble, the moonlight coming in through the window caught my eyes on the cute pink furniture.

And a woman with pink hair sitting on a chair like her doll and resting her chin on it.

“Who are you?”

I almost missed her sword at the sound of her sweet voice.

Amber eyes staring at me with half-closed eyes.

Her bright pink hair proved that she was her saintess, Char-en-Merlia.

“I am Oran, the servant of the Demon King.”

“So what? What are you talking about?”

Shar-en replied back with a hint of her nuance that it was annoying to talk to.

What… ? Am I not afraid at all?

As Oran is the boss of the mid-to-late half of the novel, he is never to be looked down upon.

Actually, even Serena, when she first met me, she was at a loss for words for a second…….

“Don’t you speak quickly? Didn’t you come here because you had something to say?”

Did you lose your sense of crisis because of peace?

The reaction to me was too cold.

Don’t panic. I cleared her mind and cried out to her.

“Holding Serena hostage to her.”

“How can I believe that?”

Sharenne muttered behind her back, ‘That toxic b*tch?’

She couldn’t be trusted, because if she was a proud Serena, she would have killed herself instead of being held hostage.

But she has something to bring.

“If you were the owner of this sword, would you recognize who it was?”

The sword that Serena always carried was a treasured sword bestowed on Serena by her hero after killing the demon king.

Given that I have her things that her Serena always carries, she must believe that I am holding her hostage.

“Really.”

Shar-en’s half-opened eyes widened slightly, as if she finally sensed her sense of crisis.

“But what if you hate me? Are you going to cut me with that sword?”

“Maybe if it doesn’t come out cooperatively.”

“Really?”

Sharenne woke up from her seat with a meaningful smile.

Then he walked towards me step by step.

“Don’t move, if…”

“If you move even one more step from there, you’ll cut yourself?”

She said, sticking her tongue out between her pale pink lips.

“Have you tried it?”

“What?”

“If you’re that confident, try cutting it.”

As if not bluffing, Charien stood in front of me, looking at me with her blank eyes.

“Doesn’t it cut?”

She even provoked me.

Kudeuk.

I grabbed the hilt of her sword as hard as I could. After taking a deep breath, she raised her sword over her shoulder.

As she headed here, she kept in mind that she would become a villain this time.

Because I need to save Serena.

Her hand gripped her sword with strength, and the sword she held up swung diagonally.

“It’s hard to play a real villain.”

But she couldn’t cut Charenne.

Ting─ Tring─

She lost her sword. I can’t cut it anyway, so it’s useless.

“Did you really lose your memory?”

“……Did you hear from the hero?”

“Sure, you were excited to talk a few days ago?”

She said she wouldn’t say anything and went around bragging about it.

As long as we meet later… I’ll break it in two.

“So why did you come to see me?”

Shareen asked me with curious eyes.

“Serena is hurt.”

At least if she told her that her own teammate was injured, Serena would be able to get her help, even if she didn’t know how to deal with me.

“Hmm, is that so?”

“…Is your colleague injured?”

“So you responded with ‘Is that so?'”

As if trampling on my expectations, the saintess’ reaction was very insensitive.

Do you think I’m lying?

“Do you want help?”

However, her yellow eyes, as she asked me back, were serious and unwavering.

“……If you want?”

“There will be a price to pay.”

Hmmm, Charien held out one of her hands toward me, her sneezing clearing her throat.

“A price?”

“I forgive and help Oran-nim who tried to intimidate me, and of course I have to accept it.”

Charen nodded her head twice, as if she thought it was appropriate for her self-determination.

“You’re saying you won’t help me when it comes to saving your comrades?”

“I don’t mind if you don’t like it. Say hello to Serena.”

Sharenne shrugged her shoulders as if to tear her belly apart and turned her head away.

A villain, and that’s already caught, so he’s trying to shake off something from me, who has nothing.

Are you really crazy?

“……What is that price?”

“You just have to listen to what I want.”

But her armor is her, not me.

For now, I had no choice but to bend over.

“For example?”

“Love your enemies forever, maybe the same command.”

Charen muttered ‘With Serena?’ Behind her back, and pulled the corners of her mouth upward with a chuckle.

“That makes no sense.”

“Is it a reasonable request for a villain to come and help her saint?”

I couldn’t refute it because it was right.

“Well then what are you going to do?”

She spread her three fingers as if not giving her more time to think, and she began to fold them one by one.

Three.

Two.

And the last one.

“I’ll listen to anything, so heal Serena.”

…… She came to threaten, but at some point, she was threatened.