I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive

20. Plum Blossoms Bloom Again

In the Rossiya Empire, located at the northern border of the continental nations, the climate is harsh, and the land is frozen solid. During the blizzard season, it’s even more so: spit outside, and it turns into ice shards on the ground; pee outside, and it becomes an act of performance art like “making ice sculptures.”

But right now, I’m not cold at all, not just because of the warmth-providing contract Kefir made for me, but also because…

I’m about to be burned to death, so why the hell would I be cold! Huh? Why does this feel familiar?

At this moment, on the crowded street outside the Rubiyanka Academy, I’m tied to a post, surrounded by dry wood, waiting to be burned alive. In my line of sight, directly opposite in the distance, is the temporary platform throne set up by the people of the Rossiya Empire for the imminent appearance of the great Emperor Ivan Leti of Rossiya, and even further away, the small figure followed by a good number of people is obviously Leti herself, about to arrive.

【Ogelid is tied to a pyre to be burned to death!】

In such a crowded event, my script has long been filled with too many endings, but upon closer inspection, they all invariably end with the word “death”! Even though I narrowly avoided being “shot dead” by Leti yesterday, thanks to my experience as a great villain, I still can’t escape being burned to death by fire today. It seems my story as the great villain Ogelid has come to an end here.

Then, Leti slowly ascended the platform under the watchful eyes of the Rossiya people lining the streets, and sat down. Today’s appearance required her to be meticulously dressed, with twin ponytails, wearing a white military uniform, draped in a black robe, holding a clanking sword in her hand, and a musket at her waist. Even without her speaking, the surrounding area was already buzzing with excitement.

“Long live Emperor Ivan Leti!”

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“Long live the midget!”

“I wish to be poked by Emperor Leti’s sword, she’s so cute, so cute, ahhh!”

With a gesture from Leti, the surroundings fell silent instantly, and then…

“Ugh.”

“Ugh!!!”

The sight led by the autocratic emperor of the Rossiya Empire, with nearly unanimous public support, was no longer terrifying but rather shocking. So I was well aware: even after a night had passed, I keenly sensed the reason Letty wanted to burn me—”feeling deceived by me” was highly suspicious. In such a situation, no matter how I cried innocence, it was futile, without even a chance.

Now, at this moment, no matter what choice I make in the script, all that remains is a “dead end.” All I could do was: watch Letty stand up, plant the sword into the ground, and look around.

“Citizens of the Rossiya Empire, today, your great emperor will burn someone! What do you think?”

“Burn him! For Demacia!!”

“Good, then shut up!”

Letty jumped up with a shout, and once again, silence fell around us. Following that, Letty, who faced me, after staring at me for a good while, stomped her foot unhappily, flicked her ponytail, and turned to pick up the wine bottle placed next to the makeshift throne.

“Glug glug glug,” after a few gulps, Letty yelled at me.

“Big brother, although I’m not sure why, I’ll give you another chance.”

A chance? I doubt it.

I sneered coldly. I had searched through all the scripts I could find. At this point, my ending was invariably death! Even Letty’s current offer to spare my life, the script’s ending was actually: [Letty’s mood worsened because she burned Ogelid directly after deceiving him into begging for mercy.]

Death either way, I should at least have the right to put on a brave front before dying, right?

As the saying goes, “I stand defiant against the heavens, leaving behind my courage and resolve,” and “If I don’t enter hell, who will?” As a minor character who stumbled upon a death-filled script right after transmigrating, I’ve struggled to climb to the position of a major villain to avoid a stifled death and held onto the protagonist’s coattails to survive until now. I’ve fought hard enough.

This time, provoking Letty was entirely due to my negligence, even almost dragging Kefir’s script into a complete mess. I didn’t even have time to apologize, let alone complain like a Mary Sue about why the protagonist didn’t come to save me. My only regret is that I can no longer guide Kefir to obtain her “protagonist’s script.” I can’t stop Niel anymore; I can only hope that Niel won’t become a “final boss” like existence due to a “blood feud” script in the future.

You see, the latter will inevitably be the protagonist’s formidable enemy, and the true protagonist in this script is Kefir.

Seeing that I didn’t respond, Letty became increasingly irritable.

“Very well! Then, the Rossiya Empire does not need anything that deceives your great emperor!”

With that, she took a few more gulps and then threw the wine bottle towards me, followed by raising the flintlock in her hand.

At the last moment, the futilely examined script also turned into the only outcome.

[Ogelid was burned to death.]

[Ogelid was burned to death by a great fire.]

[Ogelid was supposed to be burned to death by a great fire, but Kefir suddenly appeared.]

Subconsciously, I looked up, and Letty’s trigger finger was merciless!

“Big brother, bye-bye~”

[Bang]

[Ogelid was supposed to be burned to death by a great fire, but Kefir suddenly appeared to rescue!]

The firelight reflected, and to say I wasn’t scared would be a lie, but, huh!?

In that instant, the script changed!?