As a villain, I raised a defeated dog to become a black boss

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Will snapped his fingers.

"Actually, we decide the clothes for the Crowning Ceremony ourselves. There are no requirements..."

Thereya turned around again. Even so, she seemed to be quite satisfied with her clothes, and she looked around intoxicatedly.

"Since you think it looks good, Mr. Will, I'll remember it."

Will shook his head at this.

"...The main thing is to make you have an outstanding performance at the Crowning Ceremony. This...only in this way can you truly learn the way of the magic sword."

"Well. But..."

Thereya rolled her eyes again and again, as if she wanted to say something but was stuck in the middle.

In the end, she did not choose to look at Will, but looked down at her clenched fists.

"I have seen through Eugenie's world in one night..."

"Yesterday I...I abandoned all the things she taught me before..."

"But now I..."

Thereya looked at her palms, and as she said these words, she gently let go of her palms.

What she remembered was that night, when he stretched out his hand to her, trying to pull her into the dark abyss.

She saw the darkness in Eugenie.

do not know why……

Maybe it's a kind of inertia.

Perhaps it was the darkness that pulled me, making my world tilt in that direction.

perhaps……

what is it then?

Treya always felt that none of the above was the answer.

"...Have you...learned to be like her?"

Will looked at Treya who spoke like this, crossed his arms and thought for a moment.

"Sigh... As expected, you won't be able to learn if I don't continue to teach you. Okay..."

Will took her hand.

"Um...Mr. Will?"

Then, walked into her room.

There is a wooden table in the small room belonging to the princess, like the small desk she would use when she was learning to write and read. However, now that she has grown taller, this small desk seems a bit short in front of her.

Will picked up all her dolls from the floor.

He picked up her dolls from her bed.

He held it in his hand.

Like a toy merchant, he pulled up a chair and sat across from the small desk.

"Come on, Your Highness Treya, sit across from me."

He smiled and spread the dolls out on the table.

On the far left is the little rabbit doll. It looks very new, and Will has some impressions of it. It seems to be the super expensive New Year's limited edition model displayed in a doll store in the capital.

There are also little lions, little tigers, little frogs, puppies...

Uh……

Why are there peripherals like Little Flame Dragon, Little Ghost, and Little Ice Monster that are completely dungeon monster types? !

Fortunately, these ones were covered with dust, which proved that Therea didn't have any weird habits, and she really didn't like these ones.

The most special thing is probably the little bear doll on the far right.

It is brown and wears a scarf. Compared with other dolls, the stuffing is not as full. There are obvious signs of age on it, and even the head is stitched.

Compared with other dolls that are too special and are obviously limited edition, it seems too ordinary.

Today's doll shops may have a row of dolls, and they are sold at such a low price that every child in the slums can have one.

but……

It was a doll placed on Thereya's bedside. It might have some unusual meaning to Thereya.

The doll looked familiar to Will.He had had this impression the last time he had rolled the doll out of bed.

Such a doll must have been described in the original work, perhaps in some of Treya's memories... but his memory was indeed a bit blurry.

Even after writing "Mission System", there are still some plots and props that he has read or even compiled but forgotten.

"This is lesson three."

"Lesson Three?"

"That's right... what I want to teach you is... well, let's finish this lesson and then talk about what this lesson should teach you."

Will placed the middle two dolls in front of Thereya.

There are dolls of a little lion and a little flame dragon, both of which have some orange to yellow tones and look quite similar.

"Here, if you had to choose one of them, throw away one of them, which one would you choose?"

"Well... choose Little Sun."

She pointed at the little lion stuffed animal.

"Did you actually name each one?!"

"Don't they already have names?"

Treya tilted her head, looking quite confused.

Treya is really overly serious in some strange places.

"Then...where are these two?"

"Little sheep."

……

again and again.

Will picked up two dolls, asked Thereya to choose one of them, and then threw the other one on the ground. He said he threw it, but he just placed it gently on the floor, just not letting Thereya see it.

The choice at the beginning was easy, and Treya could quickly give the answer within three seconds.

but……

"Well... these... these two, Little Pudding and Little Douding... both like..."

The further you get to the back, the harder it becomes for Thereya to make a choice. From being able to answer at once, to comparing the two dolls left and right, she ponders over and over again.

And Will...

Then he played the villain from the depths of his soul——

"Hum hum……"

Will grabbed the yellow duckling's flippers, pulled it away from the table little by little, and then shook it in the air.

"If you don't choose, I will throw it away~"

"It's so pitiful. It will roll down and then hit the hard ground. Then it will cry..."

"Choose...choose the little pudding!"

Treya finally gave her choice.

In this way, the game of choosing one of the two dolls has reached the final round.

As Will expected, the worn-out bear doll successfully defeated everyone and stood in the finals.

"Okay, then, little Pudding and Daidai, who will be left behind in the end?"

He held the little duck's flipper with one hand and Will brought it to the table and shook it.

"If you can't choose, then you have to kill him."

Then, he brought the broken bear in front of him and held it by its throat - it looked too fragile, and Will didn't dare to touch such delicate parts as his limbs with stitch marks.

This is the only way to express a "this is my hostage" threat.

"How to do it?"

His hand tightened around the bear's neck.

but……

In a way that Will didn't expect.

It was obvious that they had reached the finals, but Treya was particularly decisive.

Even……

Decisiveness beyond the bounds of calmness.

Treya, who had been obediently treating it as a lesson, quickly stretched out her hand from across the table.

呲——

Will felt that Treya's nails seemed to have scratched the back of his hand, scratching it slightly.

And she grabbed her wrist, holding it tightly.