As a villain, I just want them to behave 164

Chapter 164: The Stand-In Is Actually Me

Helena, the assassin girl, had received a message from Saint Chrissy yesterday, ordering her to come to the rescue.

However, for Helena, Kailun’s manor was where Carol resided. She would rather be alone with Kailun than encounter Carol.

Therefore, a direct rescue was out of the question. After much deliberation, Helena came up with a roundabout plan.

Through investigation, she found Kailun’s whereabouts and decided to intercept him before he returned to the manor.

Helena hastily caught up to the carriage. Without thinking, she dashed in front of it and waved to Edlin, the coachman, hoping to get her to stop.

Perhaps because Helena’s presence was too weak, Edlin, lost in her daydreams, didn’t notice her.

By the time Helena realized something was wrong and tried to dodge, it was too late. Her legs gave way, and she was sent flying by the carriage.

An eighth-rank mage hit by a carriage? Helena felt her face burning with shame. If there was a regret potion, she would buy it no matter the cost.

Especially with Kailun looking at her like that, she wanted to die.

To avoid further embarrassment, Helena chose to play dead.

“It’s not my fault! She ran into the carriage herself!”

Edlin jumped out of the carriage and ran to Kailun’s side, explaining herself. She felt wronged.

“We’ll talk about whether she ran into the carriage herself later.”

Kailun waved his hand dismissively and walked past Edlin. He could sense the assassin girl’s fluctuating aura and intense emotional turmoil. It was unlikely that she was seriously injured.

She was lying on the ground, refusing to get up, probably because she was too embarrassed.

If word of this got out, all the assassins in the world would probably laugh at her.

Oh, right, because her presence was so weak, very few people even knew her. Never mind then.

“What a fool, to be hit by a carriage. It seems I can’t entrust her with any important tasks.”

Kailun walked over to Helena, picked her up by the back of her neck, and lifted her off the ground. As he looked at her face, he noticed her facial muscles twitching.

The crowd of onlookers grew larger. To avoid trouble, Kailun carried Helena back into the carriage.

Edlin carefully followed behind Kailun. Since he didn’t punish her, she wouldn’t ask any questions.

It was best to pretend that nothing had happened. If he asked her to compensate for the damages, she would probably cry to death.

“Keep driving. Let’s go back to the manor.”

Kailun tossed Helena onto the opposite seat and ordered Edlin.

Edlin: “Understood. I’ll definitely drive slower this time.”

“Isn’t this the girl who tried to assassinate you last time? She’s an eighth-rank mage. How could she be knocked unconscious by a carriage?”

Anna, sitting beside Kailun, looked at Helena with confusion. An eighth-rank mage was very difficult to kill with ordinary methods.

Let alone being hit by a carriage, even a small building collapsing on her wouldn’t necessarily kill her.

“Is she really unconscious? I don’t think so.”

Phils observed for a moment and then spoke, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

With Phils’s reminder, Anna confirmed her suspicions. This eighth-rank assassin girl wasn’t truly unconscious. She must have ulterior motives.

Just as Helena was about to break character and explain herself, Kailun suddenly said, “Don’t be ridiculous. Even eighth-rank mages have their weaknesses. It’s normal to get injured sometimes. Are eighth-rank mages not human? They can also encounter accidents. So there must be some clumsy eighth-rank mages. Why can’t it be her?”

Hearing the first half of his sentence, Helena felt a bit touched. But the second half brought back the familiar Kailun.

However, because of his words, she couldn’t wake up now. Otherwise, she would truly have no face left.

After mentally suppressing Helena, Kailun smiled mischievously. “She’s seriously injured and probably won’t wake up easily. To treat her, I need to use a special method.”

As he spoke, Kailun took out a pen and, in front of Phils and Anna, took off Helena’s shoes.

Fortunately, the assassin girl’s feet were small, white, and fragrant, avoiding any awkward situation.

“Massage is about deep treatment, from the outside to the inside, from light to heavy.”

Kailun carefully wrote on the soles of Helena’s feet, applying very little pressure, trying to make her feel a pleasant itch. “While massaging, be sure to release magic power to enhance the healing effect.”

Anna looked at the magic Kailun was casting and asked, “But that’s not healing magic. Isn’t the magic circle for healing magic pink?”

“Oh, did I use the wrong one? It’s fine, no big deal.”

Kailun nodded. It seemed he had indeed used the wrong spell. He was currently using an eighth-rank emotion-amplifying magic that could enhance physical sensations.

Based on his current magic output, it could increase physical sensations by five times. Even if Helena was a fifth-rank mage, she wouldn’t be able to endure it for long.

Soon, she started squirming and moaning softly. The itch that came from her soul made her acutely aware that she was still alive.

“Ugh…”

Seeing this, Phils covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes filled with excitement.

Although Helena looked like she was suffering, this suffering might turn into pleasure for her.

Frankly, Phils wanted to experience it too.

However, for Helena, this was an unbearable itch that pierced her soul. As Kailun continued, she felt her eyes tearing up.

“Stop, stop!”

As they approached the manor, Helena couldn’t help but cry out.

She quickly retracted her foot, her face burning with shame as she saw the words “I’m an eighth-rank mage” written on the sole.

“Finally awake. Do you have any explanation for deliberately running into the carriage?”

Kailun put away the pen, crossed his arms, and looked at Helena with a playful gaze.

Helena quickly explained, “I didn’t deliberately run into the carriage! I just didn’t notice it because I was lost in thought.”

She felt like her image had been completely shattered.

“Oh, is that so? I’ll believe you for now. So, the total cost for this treatment is 100,000 gold coins. How do you plan to pay?” Kailun smiled kindly at Helena.

Helena looked down at her feet, silent.

100,000 gold coins wasn’t a lot for her. She could scrape it together.

Her dagger alone was worth more than that, but now, her most valuable possession had been taken by Kailun.

“Forget it. I’ll put it on the Temple of the Celestial God’s tab. I’ll ask your Pope to pay next time.”

Seeing the carriage stop at the gate of the manor, Kailun didn’t make things difficult for Helena.

It was just a little interlude, a way to tease her.

Kailun got out of the carriage with Anna and Phils. Edlin thoughtfully came to greet them. To avoid having her pay deducted, she was working very hard.

They walked towards the manor in unison, leaving Helena behind.

Helena put on her shoes and got out of the carriage. She looked at their retreating figures with a dejected expression, feeling forgotten once again.

Always forgotten. Even the Pope would occasionally overlook her existence.

She stood there for a while, her head lowered.

Helena felt like she needed a robe that could cover her entire body, further reducing her presence.

The only person who seemed to remember her clearly was Carol.

Just as Helena was about to turn and leave, a maid from the manor ran over and handed her a key. “Master said this is the key to the dungeon. He asked me to give it to you.”

The maid bowed to Helena and then walked back towards the manor.

Looking at the golden key in her hand, Helena abruptly looked up. In the distance, Kailun’s figure had become a tiny silhouette.

But for some reason, that shrinking figure seemed to become clearer.

……

“I’m going crazy! It’s been a whole day! I’ve been locked up for a whole day! I’ll die if I don’t see Kailun!”

Saint Chrissy lay sprawled on Vivian’s bed.

“If you want to see him, then go out. Stop yelling in my room.”

Vivian complained. She wanted to focus on carving the wooden puppet in her hand.

After searching for a while, she realized that the missing item was the almost finished puppet.

She had searched every corner of the room yesterday but couldn’t find it.

Logically, she should have felt disappointed, but when she touched her chest, she found that she didn’t have that feeling.

It was as if the puppet had never belonged to her in the first place.

So she broke off a piece of wood from the cabinet and decided to start carving from scratch.

However, every time she tried to recall Kailun’s image, she found it blurry, far from as clear as it had been recently.

She made several attempts but couldn’t get it right. It was as if she had never known how to carve.

Vivian, frustrated, became even more irritated after hearing Chrissy’s complaints. So she couldn’t help but retort, “I think someone must have been forgotten by that bad guy. Otherwise, why would he lock her up for a whole day without even checking on her?”

Chrissy didn’t get angry at Vivian’s words. She lay on the newly changed sheets, kicking her bare legs playfully. Her heels rhythmically hit her perky bottom, creating waves.

“Hmph, I won’t be angry even if you say that. After all, that guy must have spent more time on me than on you. Sigh, no way around it. This is the advantage of having a good figure.”

Chrissy chuckled proudly. “Look at my long legs. Kailun always stares at them. After all, these perfect legs can help him relieve a lot of physical stress. Not only that, but my excellent mouth and my ample bosom can also help him. Oh no, I’m the epitome of perfection. You’re not jealous of me, are you?”

To show off her assets, Chrissy sat up and cupped her breasts, making her cleavage even deeper, an abyss that even the light in the room couldn’t reach.

“Crack!”

Vivian crushed a fist-sized piece of wood carving, her small hand bursting with immense strength.

“You don’t understand. There are advantages to being petite. He can easily lift me up with one hand, and it’s very warm to be held in his arms.”

Vivian’s face darkened slightly. It was impossible not to be envious. Chrissy’s figure was already flawless.

Her curves were in all the right places, her waist slender, creating a striking contrast. Especially those long legs, even Vivian would stare at them.

It wasn’t that she liked them, but it was a pure appreciation of beauty.

As a “plush ball,” Chrissy was definitely top-tier, second to none.

At the same time, her status, position, and aura added a unique charm. Her innocent appearance would definitely arouse Kailun’s desire to bully her.

She had lost.

In terms of figure, she had lost completely.

However, Vivian also had her trump card. She said with a proud tone, “Although your figure is slightly better than mine, I have two of myself. The effect of one plus one is far greater than you alone”

“Two of yourself?” Chrissy didn’t understand what Vivian meant.

“It’s a secret~”

Vivian smiled mysteriously. She felt like she had won back a round.

“By the way, Vivian, why don’t you have a shadow? Is that your special characteristic?”

Chrissy tilted her head and looked at Vivian, who was sitting at the table. Under the light, there was only Vivian, her shadow gone.

No wonder she had always felt like something was missing from Vivian. It turned out she had lost her shadow.

The Vivian in front of her wasn’t complete. She was in a very special state.

Chrissy didn’t know what this state was, but it felt strangely familiar.

“Eh?!”

Hearing Chrissy’s words, Vivian was shocked to discover that she really didn’t have a shadow.

“Where’s my shadow?!”

She jumped up like a startled cat.

Looking left and right, turning the lights on and off, Vivian’s shadow never appeared.

Fortunately, Vivian wasn’t an ordinary girl. After the initial shock, she thought of the “Vivian” who looked exactly like her.

She sat back in her chair, holding her head in her hands, lost in thought. This once familiar world was starting to become strange.

The bad guy Kailun must know something, but he wouldn’t tell her.

“Clank!”

“Chrissy, I’m here to save you.”

Just then, Helena appeared at the door. She unlocked the special lock with the key and entered the room.

Compared to before, the way she addressed Chrissy had changed. From the initial “Saint Chrissy,” she now called her by her name directly.

In Helena’s opinion, they were all traitors. No one was more noble than the other, so there was no need for honorifics.

If it weren’t for Chrissy’s betrayal, she wouldn’t have become a traitor.

“Great! You’re finally here! But where did you get the key?”

Chrissy jumped off the bed excitedly. To celebrate her escape, she quickly put on her clean black and white stockings.

“Well… I don’t want to answer that question.”

Helena didn’t want to talk about where she got the key. She didn’t want Chrissy to know that she, an eighth-rank mage, had been hit by a carriage.

“Forget it, if you don’t want to say it, then don’t. Let’s go find Kailun together. I haven’t seen him for over ten hours. If I don’t get my ‘nourishment’ from him, I might really die.”

Chrissy’s eyes sparkled with hearts. She couldn’t wait to throw herself into his arms.

“Unfortunately, he just left the manor. If you want to see him, you can attend the auction this afternoon. I remember Kailun will be there.”

Helena’s gaze swept over Chrissy and landed on Vivian. “By the way, Vivian, didn’t you just leave the manor with Kailun? Why are you back here?”

Before entering the dungeon, she had seen Kailun leave the manor with a group of people, including Vivian.

Vivian was startled. “!!!”

She sat up abruptly, as if struck by a bolt of lightning. The stand-in was actually “herself”!

That unknown woman had replaced her!

A strong sense of crisis surged within Vivian. If this continued, the other girl might really replace her.

From yesterday’s events, she could tell that Kailun was very familiar with the “fake Vivian.” Their interaction was clearly more intimate and direct.

“Take me to the auction this afternoon,” Vivian said solemnly.

She couldn’t just stay in the dungeon and do nothing. If she didn’t act, she might lose everything.

Chrissy’s eyes flickered. “How about we form an alliance? You, me, and He…len.”

“???” Helena’s face darkened. “Why me? And my name is Helena. Please remember that.”

Chrissy nodded knowingly. “I understand, Sele…na. As for why I’m inviting you, it’s like having an extra maid to increase our bargaining chips.”

Helena: “…”

She wanted to betray the Temple of the Celestial God right now and slap the Saint to death.

“Thanks for the invitation, but I won’t form an alliance with a plush ball.” Vivian refused outright.

In terms of status, she was far above a plush ball.

Of course, this wasn’t a rejection based on certain “special” reasons.

“Alright, I’ll go find Phils. Hopefully, she’ll have some ideas.”

Chrissy glanced at her own chest and chuckled knowingly.

She had won, a big win this time.

She put on her shoes and left the room, humming a cheerful tune.

Helena glanced at Vivian, shook her head, and followed Chrissy.

After they left, Vivian slumped back into her chair, feeling overwhelmed by the rapid changes.

Looking at the crushed wood on the table, she broke off another large piece of wood from the cabinet and continued carving. It seemed that only this could calm her down.

……

“By the way, what’s your name?”

“My name is Vivian~”

“No, although you are Vivian, you’re not the current Vivian.”

“Alright, then I don’t have a name.”

“How about Illusion? I think this name suits you quite well.”

“Okay, I don’t mind. Speaking of which, when did you discover me?”

On the way from the manor to the city gate, Illusion asked Kailun.

After yesterday’s events, Illusion had come to terms with everything. Since she had already had an irreversible impact on the world, she would let it be.

As long as she kept her mouth shut and didn’t reveal more information, this impact would be controllable.

Like Vivian, she truly liked Kailun. Her 98 goodwill spoke volumes.

“From the day you desperately wanted to tie me up, I knew.” Kailun chuckled.

Illusion shook her head. “It’s a bit unbelievable. I don’t understand.”

“Hmm, Are you hiding something from me?” Afra’s cold expression became even colder.

Kailun: “Not really. It’s more like a surprise.”

“You’re lying. Every time you lie to me, your emotions fluctuate greatly. You can’t fool me.”

Afra cupped Kailun’s face and pressed her forehead against his.

She wanted to share more of his burdens, but this bad boy always kept secrets from her.

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