Get Ahead of the Fallen Heroine and Make the Bull-Headed Man the Victim

55. The Distressed Princesses

The fact that she had been played with indeed infuriated Valentina, but it was something she could somewhat accept.

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But the problem is, this means her initial goal has failed.

She had originally thought that as long as she defeated Delia, the evil god would once again turn its attention back to her.

But now, all her worries and efforts over the past few days have been in vain.

“……”

Valentina, feeling a strong sense of dissatisfaction, wore a face full of silent rage, glaring at Noah with a look of utter disdain.

Looking at this princess, who used to charge recklessly until she was exhausted, now appearing as if she were emanating an unknown dark aura, her deep purple eyes dimmed.

Noah knew that his plan to corrupt her was quite successful.

As long as he could make the brilliance in those eyes completely disappear, Valentina would no longer be defeated by some other blonde villain and enter a state of defeat.

Noah had already given her external power; what he needed next was a change in Valentina’s disposition. As long as she could realize that only she could be trusted, she would transform into the Dragon Queen of Darkness.

Thus, Noah certainly would not apologize here.

In fact, he would only provoke her further.

“Oh, Princess, you look like you have something to say. Why not go ahead and say it? Complaints are very welcome, you know? After all, your current disheveled state is truly the best entertainment for me.”

If Noah had just shown the infuriating side of a great villain,

now he displayed the loathsome aspect of a hidden BOSS.

He stopped the friendly, prank-like demeanor and instead radiated a dangerous, inhuman aura.

That mocking smile turned into contempt, and his voice deepened, as if this were the true visage of the evil god.

Noah, who casually spoke of playing with others’ lives just to amuse himself, was far more wicked than a demon king trying to conquer the world.

That overwhelming sense of evil would surely make those filled with a sense of justice feel nauseous, causing the weak to flee in terror.

This was the essence of the evil god, a bottomless malevolence hidden beneath a seemingly frivolous attitude.

This was the impression Noah was deliberately projecting to others.

“…Well, since you, great god, have said so, I won’t hold back.”

However, for Valentina at this moment, there was a feeling more important than disgust and fear.

Thus, when Noah suddenly adopted the demeanor of an evil god, she too needed to present the attitude of a human princess.

“…I will make you regret mocking my life, oh great god who has already failed once.”

Valentina, braving the oppressive aura emanating from Noah, revealed the dark dragon power that he had forcibly thrust upon her, staring into Noah’s face, solemnly and slowly articulating her ‘complaint.’

She had even learned to strike at others’ vulnerabilities.

This referred to her past failure, specifically the original setting where the evil god was sealed away after losing to the goddess long, long ago.

“Ha! What an impressive declaration! Alright! If you can make me regret it, then go ahead! But I don’t believe that the current you can obliterate my entire existence!”

Noah, satisfied with Valentina’s response, deliberately raised a flag for himself, hoping that after he became the final BOSS on Valentina’s path to corruption, he would vanish from her room.

…Who said that making you regret it meant obliterating you?

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But Noah’s final words left the princess with a somewhat speechless expression.

Wrapping the thick, powerful dragon tail around her body and bringing it into her line of sight, Valentina gently caressed this part that was clearly different from ordinary people, belonging to the evil dragon.

She felt that, in some way, she had already become a servant of the evil god.

Whether she accepted this or not, she didn’t believe she could achieve what even the goddess could not.

Surely, completely eradicating the evil god was something fundamentally impossible.

Thus, the worst outcome Valentina envisioned was merely sealing him away along with herself, who was already a servant of the evil god.

Moreover, she found herself somewhat confused about her current feelings.

It seemed to her that she did not want to see the complete disappearance of the evil god.

“…Can’t you at least slightly change that annoying attitude of yours, you foolish evil god?”

The girl slowly lowered her eyelids, stroking the dragon tail she had obtained from the evil god, while softly complaining.

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“…Sister Dilia, are you alright?”

In another room, twenty minutes after all the young nobles had left, Prince Mori, who felt he should accept reality by now, walked into the room.

Although he hadn’t participated in this incident, he had indeed allowed Valentina to threaten various nobles with his close maid, Martina, and the rabid Marlowe, out of fear of Valentina.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Prince Mori had helped Valentina put his elder sister Dilia in such a wretched state.

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But while the other nobles could ignore Dilia, he was still her brother, so he steeled himself and entered the room.

He looked at the golden-haired failure, who had completely lost her former confidence and grace, now slumped over the table like some sort of non-combustible trash.

“……This is terrible. I actually lost to Valentina, and so miserably at that.”

The grand princess, who had originally planned to stay slumped and wallow in despair, lifted her head upon hearing her brother’s voice.

Her delicate face was filled with self-doubt, and her red pupils had lost their strength, replaced only by a bewilderment that couldn’t comprehend the current situation.

“Is, is that so? But sister, you don’t plan to give up, right?”

Prince Mori looked at Dilia, who was somewhat in a similar predicament as himself, and awkwardly smiled, feeling a bit guilty.

“……Of course not! My pride won’t allow me to lose to a lowborn wildling like Valentina. The humiliation I suffered this time will be repaid a hundredfold.”

Contrary to what Prince Mori had imagined, thinking Dilia would immediately fly into a rage and come up with a way to defeat Valentina, Dilia spoke of her unwillingness with a very calm demeanor.

Her expression was filled with gloom, showing no signs of reflection; she still wore the face of a malicious princess, yet surprisingly, she was very calm.

Seeing Dilia, who could reignite her competitive spirit against Valentina even after such humiliation, Prince Mori couldn’t help but admire her.

Right now, he couldn’t even handle Valentina, let alone any woman with silver hair; it was clear that his maid Martina, who always listened to him and took care of him, was the one who made him feel most at ease.

After all, women from noble families came with their own set of problems; perhaps it would be better to simply marry Martina as his wife in the future.

He had originally come to persuade Dilia to give up on self-destruction.

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But it seems that although Dilia wouldn’t give up, she would likely be honest for a while.

In that case, he shouldn’t have to worry about Dilia’s safety for the time being.

“…By the way, what was that voice? It feels like someone is constantly whispering in my ear. Could it be that I’m possessed by some evil entity, which is why I lost to Valentina?”

“Eh? What did you just say, my lady?”

Hearing the strange words, Prince Mori instinctively showed a surprised expression and asked back.

“…Nothing, if it’s nothing, then hurry and leave! Let me wallow in my misery for a bit longer!”

Pressing her head, Dilia desperately recalled that magnetic yet deep voice. Seeing her annoying little brother still bothering her, she couldn’t help but shout for him to go away.

With that, Prince Mori could only leave in defeat.

After seeing Prince Mori leave, Dilia still wore an expression of disbelief and lay back down on the table.

She admitted that she had indeed lost this time.

But it wasn’t over; as long as she wasn’t dead, she would seek to redeem herself.

After all, how could an older sister accept losing to her younger sister? Such a thing was absolutely unacceptable.

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PS. Let’s sleep for now; we’ll continue tomorrow morning.

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