It Is Fate To Be Loved by the Villains chapter 283

283. I feel really unfair

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“…You did that, again.”

The Marquis Bogart looked inside the imperial palace muttering in a bewildered manner.

Because I could feel the noise that I had been hearing until just now, stopped in an instant.

Nicholas, who had been turned into a monster and planted inside, was also subdued, and follow-up measures will follow.

‘The masked woman seems to have done everything satisfactorily…’

The Marquis Bogart sighed deeply, recalling the appearance of a human called a pioneer.

Actually, it wasn’t a very satisfactory ‘cooperative relationship’.

Because she knew long ago that she was also eating the damn old raccoon in Seonghwangguk.

Of course, she can never say that she is a white person like a white paper, but compared to that side, it would be fair to say that.

To put it bluntly, the Emperor is a bastard. That bastard is only the tip of the iceberg.

Even the luminary attached to it, she is definitely a bat-like woman. There’s no way you don’t know what kind of person the emperor is.

But if you think about why she sticks with the emperor despite knowing that, she can be reduced to one thing.

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‘…That man again.’

Remembering Dowd Campbell’s usually flustered face, the Marquis Bogart smiled.

It’s absurd to think of the faces of the women who have flirted with their usual stupid and naive faces.

Love is such a scary thing.

“…”

Well, in that respect.

It may be that Bogart himself doesn’t have the right to criticize the Precursor.

Yourself.

Because it was the same to risk everything and move for one person.

To his goal, there are only a few steps ahead.

The fact that he was going well was something that could be known even in the immediate situation.

-!

The Marquis Bogut smiled wryly at the rising dust.

Yes, this woman is always extremely aggressive whenever she appears.

He muttered quietly as he watched the massive steel giant landing on his back.

“Astrid.”

It must be a long time since I’ve seen you. Has it been over 10 years?

The answer that came back from such a close friend was cold.

[Do you have a will to leave?]

“I’m sorry. Is that what you say as soon as you see Ji-woo?”

[We don’t usually tell you to delete a person who tries to harm someone else’s child, obviously?]

“Is that so?”

Marquis Bogart shrugged and smiled at the iron giant’s arm pointed at him.

As someone who received this and that from the Mage Tower, I knew at once what it was. Did you say Ion Cannon?

An armament that has no special fighting ability and can be turned into minced meat in an instant.

But.

“Shoot it.”

[…]

“You can’t do that, Astrid. I didn’t come here with that in mind.”

He said that in a flat voice.

Astrid, who was aiming her weapon at her, was so detached that she remained silent for a moment.

“Let’s not uselessly growl at things that can’t even kill each other. You didn’t come all the way here to consume your useless emotions like that, did you?”

[…]

“You know, you too. It’s not long until ‘the end of the world’. All the thrones of hell are filled.”

Originally, ‘Yellow’ was eliminated and one spot was vacant, but this time, someone ascended to heaven as ‘Black’.

He even has the ability to directly influence other demons.

This side world will soon be overturned, and Seonghwangguk, which is directly connected to that side, will also act soon.

“Shouldn’t you take your son to the Mage’s Tower at least once, Astrid?”

[…]

“I don’t have to explain everything. The ‘meaning’ that he has. The original meaning of demons. The truth of this world too.”

[You-]

“I know, I know. Outsiders can never enter the Mage Tower.”

The Marquis Bogart smiled and accepted the words.

“That’s why I’m here.”

Even when he spoke the following sentences, his voice was still calm.

“Isn’t the Mage Tower really eager to chew, bite, taste, and enjoy me by now? As an ordinary human subject, he must have known the secrets of the Mage Tower one after another. Information about the devil, and the identity of Dowd Campbell.”

[…Bogut.]

“So, as long as you arrest me and ‘escort’ me inside, your son will be able to take a look inside the Mage Tower, isn’t that-“

[You will die.]

The Marquis Bogut’s words were cut off.

[…Becoming a research subject in the Mage Tower can never mean more than that. If you do that, you will surely die

“Anyway, I’m not far away now, Astrid.”

The other party is a machine.

Astrid’s body must be somewhere in the Magic Tower.

But, even so.

Those fingertips seemed to tremble slightly, thought the Marquis Bogart.

Seeing him sit still with a grin, Astrid struggled to open her mouth again.

[…Why are you doing that?]

If you want to run away, you can run away as much as you like. Throwing Nicholas there and disturbing him, leave the imperial palace and go far away. Marquis Bogart was a man with that level of skill.

But, despite that, he’s still here.

Well.

“Just.”

He said with a bright smile.

“I just wanted to see you one last time.”

[…]

An air of speechless silence emanated from the iron giant.

“Was it good for us?”

[…]

“You, Armin, and me. It was fun, obviously?”

[…]

“Yes. That’s enough.”

At his best friend, Bogart grinned.

Yes.

Really.

I wish I could see your face.

Because it feels like I’ve finally shaken everything off.

“I am going.”

[…]

“Even if you run into each other inside the Magic Tower, don’t act like you know each other. It’s a nuisance to each other, that.”

From this point on.

The Marquis Bogart is a traitor who was arrested after a failed rebellion. Even if you pretend to know, there is no way it will have a good influence on Astrid.

The man who made it known to him, stood up without looking at Astrid’s reaction.

“Now then…”

He sighed and looked inside the palace.

“…I hope you didn’t just try to kill me as soon as I saw your face.”

He muttered that.

Leaving aside the steel giant who was still in a daze, he took a quick step inside the imperial palace.

From now on, the steps of a human going to be arrested as a traitor were obviously light.

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As soon as Cecilia XI came to her senses, the first thing she noticed was.

She said that she was doing a pretty stupid thing than she thought.

“…”

Oh.

Why are all the clothes wrong?

Before her consciousness was blown away, she remembers using as much of her dragon’s magic as she could.

Still, I don’t think there was anything terrifying about the dress that I was wearing.

“…Are you…?”

And why is it that the face of Dowd Campbell is in front of her as soon as she comes to her senses?

“…”

That’s the same, but the awkwardness in Doud Campbell’s gaze is oddly more noticeable.

Like, what should I say?

It’s like looking at the other person who played with fire last night, full of such awkwardness-

“Your Majesty! Are you out of your mind?!”

And before that sentiment continued, the sentence the Sword Master shouted in her throat entered her mind.

From the other side of my field of vision looking up at the messy conference room ceiling, a familiar face popped up.

“…Lard…?”

“You have returned to consciousness. Fortunately, the!”

“What happened…?”

“…”

Rad, who was silent for a moment, looked at Daud with a disapproving face.

“… Long story short, that man saved your Majesty.”

“…”

The emperor sighed heavily.

“Looks like there are a lot of explanations to be heard.”

It was true.

Inside the messy Imperial Palace conference room, it seems that a lot of things happened while she was unconscious.

“First of all, can someone help me up? My body doesn’t have enough strength.”

“Hold on and get up.”

At the words she uttered, Dawood, who was near her, readily extended her hand. The emperor nodded his head without thinking and took his hand.

“…Uh, thank you-“

Really, it was a hand held without much thought.

So, the ‘phenomenon’ that followed right away.

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Even as an emperor, I was completely embarrassed.

“…Uh…!”

The belly.

The thrill of the moment.

The feeling of a fireball walking through my body started from there.

“A… Er… Er…?”

With his trembling body unable to control himself, the emperor groaned blankly.

A highly viscous liquid runs like crazy down her thighs. The whole body trembles as if convulsing.

Although he looks like a child who has committed an offense.

The physiological phenomenon that occurred in the body of the emperor right now, so.

The fact that the meaning was slightly different from that was noticed by everyone present.

As if.

As soon as I brushed against Daud.

As it is, as if it had ‘gone’.

There was really no contact, just holding hands. As if I reached s*xual climax by myself-

“…I didn’t do anything.”

Doud Campbell listened with difficulty to those words.

Actually, I did.

The devil and the bowl are mutually influenced beings.

Since he did that to the brown demon, it must have also affected the emperor himself.

But, isn’t it true that he didn’t do anything to the Emperor right now…!

“…”

“…”

But whether he felt remorse or not, a terrible level of silence settled heavily around him.

Emperor, Sword Saint, Daud, and other demon vessels nearby. No one could speak out.

“-…Ooh.”

The water around the emperor’s eyes was suddenly pulled up.

The voice that follows is also very wet.

“-This, this, that, that, I, I don’t know… I didn’t do anything-“

With teary eyes, desperately suppressing the hem of her skirt.

The emperor stuttered the sentence.

Unfortunately, the dirty clothes didn’t do a good job of hiding the fluid flowing between her thighs. Twisting his body desperately, the emperor tried to cover it up somehow, but it didn’t work out very well.

“Me, I, why, why is this, ah, no, not like that…”

At the end of the sentence, he was speaking with real tears flowing beyond the level of crying.

The embarrassment and shame are probably the result of going beyond the limits of will.

“…”

“…”

Again, a terrible silence fell around.

In the meantime, Daoud calmly sensed his death and looked at the sword star next to him.

This person is obviously not someone who can communicate with words-

“I can forgive, Dowd Campbell.”

“…Really?”

Even though His Majesty has become like this, this human who is like the incarnation of high-knowledge is forgiving.

If it’s true, it’s definitely a ridiculous good news-

“…”

Daoud, who was about to continue his thoughts, hardened his expression as he watched the sword being pulled from the swordsman’s waist.

“But I don’t know if even this guy will forgive you.”

“…”

“Would you like to talk to each other just once?”

He speaks with a smile.

It’s a smiley face, but it’s unmistakably sincere that it’s a life that permeates the lines.

“…Over there-“

Daud glanced around.

Everyone is taking a step back, avoiding his gaze.

It’s like they can’t help it either.

“…f*ck.”

It took about 30 minutes for Sword Saint to calm down.

…If I died after the chapter boss, would there have been anything as unfair as that?

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