Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

Seeing Irene's face pale and lost, the emperor felt very happy.

He grabbed the dagger inserted into his palm and pulled it out without feeling any pain.

The green pupils turned slightly, and the emperor looked at the blood falling from the dagger in his hand, his eyes full of ridicule.

"It is indeed the purest magic core that is rare in a hundred years. I sacrificed you and really won the favor of the God of Darkness.

"Afterwards, even though your memory was wiped by him, you could still feel that your magic core was contaminated, right?"

"Hey hey hey."

The emperor took two steps closer to Irene triumphantly and said, "Over the years, do you feel that your temper has gotten worse and worse?

"It was clear that your servants just did something trivial wrong, but you wanted to kill them all, so you dismissed all the servants and left the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion empty.

"But it's useless. The Kaloy you picked up is a mad dog. He is trying to protect your health, but his hands are covered in blood~"

"Two years~"

The emperor shook his head faintly, making a false expression of regret, "You are so miserable, Rodis abandoned you and left you for two years.

"You have been tortured by the power of darkness for the past two years, and he is not by your side, yet you don't take revenge or hate him.

"What surprised me even more is that you even pretended to be a villain and tried to push Rodis away.

"What? Do you feel that your magic core is impure, your temperament is cruel and bloodthirsty, and you are no longer worthy of the noble and flawless Duke of Holland?"

“You want him to hate you, leave you, and find a bright and happy future?

"Hahaha, hahaha! Irene, Irene, you are so stupid that I can't help but laugh out loud!"

After hearing what the emperor said, Irene looked stunned.

Everything has an answer.

It's like a piece of a puzzle that is incomplete and finally complete.

It turns out that Erin Orange five years ago, like Rodis, cared about the safety of all the people in the north.

She did not hesitate to sacrifice her magic power, but also wanted to help Rodis and contribute to the North.

But what she didn't expect was that the always kind emperor turned out to be a ruthless liar.

Her simple kindness did not help the North Territory, but it fulfilled the villain's conspiracy.

Eileen, who knew the truth, felt as if her heart was tightly grasped by someone, and she was on the verge of suffocation.

Obviously the past five years ago had nothing to do with her, but at this moment, the pain coming from the depths of her soul seemed to be screaming crazily in her mind.

That kind of unwillingness, anger, sadness...

It’s almost going berserk!

"Benevolence? Kindness? Ha! That thing is useless!" The contempt in the emperor's eyes became even more rampant,

"Five years ago, Rodis abandoned you for the North. Now, he still abandons you for the North."

Walking to Irene and squatting down, the emperor looked sideways at Irene's neck, which was still bleeding.

"With a pale face, cold sweat dripping from his face, and blood staining his clothes, the number one magician in the Akhter Continent is in such a miserable state.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Eileen, why are you doing this? You can't even protect yourself, but you are still protecting these children.

"Don't forget, the injuries on your body were caused by this child."

The emperor raised his hand and clamped Irene's bloody chin, speaking sarcastically.

"You have compassion and protect all people in the world, but who will protect you?

"No one, Eileen, no one will protect you.

"Even if you are a dragon girl and have three giant dragons, but now you are bleeding and crying, in pain, and on the verge of collapse, none of them will come to save you.

"Those oaths of love, those life and death promises, are all lies. In the final analysis, only you can protect yourself.

"Those ridiculous kindnesses are not God's gifts at all, but God's punishment on you.

“Your true and pure demonic core is not the favored child of the gods, but their sacrifice to the God of Darkness.

"So, Eileen, destroy the love in your heart and don't trust anyone anymore.

"Go and resent this world of hypocrisy and repayment of kindness with hatred.

“I resent Rodis for marrying you but not touching you, I resent your three dragons for lying to you but not protecting you.

"Resent, magnify the resentment in your heart, give up the pure heart of the elf, let it be tainted by the power of darkness, and then kill your dragon..."

"Snapped!!"

A crisp slap resounded throughout the sacrificial hall.

Before the emperor finished speaking, he flew out directly.

His back hit the beam heavily, and the emperor spat out a mouthful of blood.

Gathering away the purple-red magic power, Erin's whole body was filled with green light that symbolized green life.

"Oh shit!"

Without restraining herself at all, Irene started swearing.

"Fuck! You haven't even shaken your brains yet, and you still dare to talk to me!

"You have a butthole above and below, and you can only spit shit out. If I don't give you a slap, I won't be able to forgive you for my hard fist!"

"Pooh!"

After spitting out the sweet taste in her mouth, Irene ignored the severe pain in her body and strode towards the emperor.

Wherever she stepped, countless thin lines condensed by black mist quickly wrapped around her.

But Irene had filled up the magic power of the Elf's Heart, and under the green light, the black line had "sizzled" and burned out before it even got close.

The emperor, who was vomiting blood, was stunned.

He clutched his chest, slumped on the ground, and looked at Irene with extreme fear in his eyes.

Her purple eyes were filled with cruelty and murder, and her neck, which was dyed red, made the ferocious look on her face even more frightening.

"No, no, this is impossible..." The emperor's pupils were shocked and he screamed,

"You are injured, and your blood has lit up the entire Soul Devouring Array!

"You should have been weak and weak for a long time, letting me devour you and let me slaughter you!

"There's no way you can still hurt me, there's no way you can still move around! Impossible! This is impossible!!"

The broken back made the emperor's face contort in pain, but he didn't care so much. He just screamed and moved back in fear.

"impossible?"

Irene stepped forward, grabbed the emperor's hair, and slammed his head against the stone pillar behind him.

"In my dictionary, nothing is impossible!"

The emperor was hit hard on the back of his head, his eyes darkened, and his consciousness became blurred.

But Irene leaned close to his ear, her voice was low and cold, like a whisper from hell.

"The soul-devouring formation that the God of Darkness taught you to set up? Ha! That's nothing!

"Even if he comes in person and sets up a spell formation on the spot, I won't be afraid!"

I don't know if the whispering in my ears is too scary, or the fear of dying is too strong.

The emperor shuddered suddenly and came to his senses.

It was a good thing that he didn't come back to his senses. Once he came to his senses, he faced Irene's fierce and treacherous purple eyes.

Especially when he saw the dagger in Irene's hand, the emperor felt a chill run through his body.

"What are you going to do! You can't hurt me! I am noble...ah!!"

"puff--"

There was a muffled sound of the blade entering the body, directly interrupting the emperor's words, causing him to scream sharply.

"Hey!" Irene curled her lips and sneered.

"Go to hell with your dignity, in my eyes, you are an ant!"