A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 2] Chapter 33
[Vol. 2] Chapter 33: Pray, Pray!
For Ifia, who had already experienced an immersive storyline fragment before, starting the second storyline fragment could be considered a familiar path. However, opening the storyline fragment for the task reward is easy, but you never know what you might encounter. For this reason, she has been mentally prepared for a long time. Hopefully, this time won’t scare her!
Compared to encountering the cold and aloof Amelia in the immersive storyline fragment, Ifia would rather draw the storyline fragment for the role of the villainous daughter. If the perspective is focused on Amelia, it won’t scare her, and she can understand Amelia’s character in the original work. However…
Fate is unpredictable!
Pray, pray!
As Ifia silently prayed in her heart, she suddenly felt a force, and the scene in front of her rapidly changed. When it stabilized, she found herself in a pitch-black space where she couldn’t see her hand in front of her. Not a trace of light. The darkness was frightening. Occasionally, the heavy sound of chains colliding and the rapid footsteps of rodents added a sense of suffocation to this silent space.
Ifia felt like she had a jinx! She initially wanted to randomly encounter a non-scary plot, but now it turned out to be even scarier!
What place is this???
Although Ifia knew that it was just an immersive experience and not reality, the holographic game-like realism made her unable to suppress the goosebumps all over her body. It was a bit terrifying…
Just as Ifia hesitated about whether to explore her surroundings, the door was pushed open from the outside, and the light of torches appeared in the originally dark and silent space. Immediately, when Ifia saw the scene in front of her, she was startled and took two steps back in panic.
Damn, there are people here!!!
And not just one.
However, the people bound by chains looked as if they were reduced to mere skeletons, with loose skin clinging to their frames as if it could be easily separated with a gentle pull. Their vacant eyes seemed to have lost the hope of living, only desiring an immediate death.
Their mouths were gagged with cloth strips, preventing them from making any sounds, and there was no intention in their dull eyes to utter a sound.
“I thought the blood of people from foreign lands would have a different taste, but it turns out there’s no difference!”
“Well, even so, it’s not our turn… You just took a lick, maybe it takes more to notice a different taste.”
“Hehehe, there’s one in here who’s almost dead. It’ll be our turn soon!”
As the two individuals who opened the heavy stone door stood in the torchlight, you could clearly see skin tones deeper than wheat, light purple eyes, ordinary faces, but strong and well-shaped bodies. They were dressed in daring and provocative attire, adorned with numerous gold accessories on their arms and legs. There was a wild beauty about them.
Ifia, looking at the short skirts that were about to reveal their backsides, fell silent. She felt that she needed a guide who could provide an explanation! Someone to tell her what the situation was right now.
Why did it look like they had encountered some blood-sucking maniacs!!! A culinary fetish, perhaps! Just seeing this oppressive and frightening scene, Ifia knew that she once again didn’t randomly get the villainess role fragment!
(???)
But, which main character is so unlucky?
“Let’s pick someone who’s almost dead!”
The two women spoke cheerfully, then chose an unfortunate soul, unchained them like a dragged dog, and pulled the poor soul out of this hidden chamber.
As they left, the torchlight disappeared, and the hidden chamber plunged into darkness once again. However, compared to the previous silence, the presence of the two women seemed to have stirred something. The dark chamber now echoed with a few more sobs, mourning the despair of its unfortunate inhabitants.
As Ifia struggled to discern who might be confined in the darkness, the stone door was pushed open once again from the outside in the next moment. The torchlight illuminated the darkness, revealing the face of the newcomer. Surprisingly, it was Irene!
In that case…
“Prince Carloy, are you okay? I’ve come to rescue you!!!”
Oh!
The answer was revealed. The unlucky soul trapped here was Prince Carloy! Ifia placed her hands behind her back and followed Irene’s footsteps casually.
Afterwards, they saw the emaciated and despondent Prince Carloy sitting in a corner. His face was pale, appearing weak as if he could faint at any moment. His once glossy golden hair had lost its luster and was now disheveled.
After hearing Irene’s voice, Prince Carloy raised his head slowly, and his initially expressionless face quickly lit up with excitement. It wasn’t until Irene reached out to remove the cloth gag from his mouth that Prince Carloy, who had been silent for a long time, spoke with a hoarse voice, “Irene, how did you know I was here?”
“Your Highness, your disappearance has caused panic among everyone. But after I noticed Sister Nornada’s suspicious behavior, I secretly followed her here and happened to discover…”
Irene didn’t finish her sentence, but Prince Carloy understood it all. As Irene used the key to unlock the chains, Prince Carloy sighed and briefly recounted his disappearance, “Sister Nornada deceived me, claiming that the Taric royal family wanted to meet me separately. However, I was ambushed after I went to the appointment.”
While speaking, the chains had been unlocked, and Irene carefully helped Prince Carloy up, intending to take him away from this place.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh!”
However, before the two could leave, the other imprisoned individuals cried out for help. Some of them were Prince Carloy’s guards, weakened to the brink due to excessive blood loss. Their condition was worse than Prince Carloy’s. However, seemingly oblivious or uninterested, Irene and Prince Carloy, as if they hadn’t heard anything, left the hidden chamber holding torches.
Darkness once again enveloped them, and despair made them cry. After encountering the randomly chosen main characters, Ifia’s actions were now restricted. She could only move along with the perspective of the main characters. However, due to Irene and Prince Carloy being together, Ifia wasn’t sure whose storyline fragment she had drawn.
Outside the hidden chamber was a long tunnel, dark and oppressive. The two maintained a tense silence as they safely traversed this path, always at risk of being discovered. When they saw the moonlight outside again, Prince Carloy couldn’t hold back any longer. He began coughing forcefully, the sound as if he were about to cough up his lungs. Yet, he couldn’t resist greedily breathing in the fresh air. Irene gently patted his back, trying to make Prince Carloy more comfortable.
After overcoming the painful adjustment period, Prince Carloy’s coughing subsided. His spirits lifted, and he inquired about others, “What about the others on the merchant ship? After my disappearance for over a week, what have Amelia Barlen been doing?”
When he mentioned Amelia Barlen, there was anger in Prince Carloy’s words. Amelia Barlen were very clever. Even commoners like Irene noticed something unusual about Nornada. Prince Carloy couldn’t believe that Amelia Barlen hadn’t detected it.
Perhaps they want to take advantage of this opportunity to get rid of him! The Barlen family is like an unpredictable wolf.
“Miss Barlen…,” Irene began hesitantly.
She also heard the anger in Prince Carloy’s words. Her black eyes gleamed with intensity, and when she spoke again, her words seemed to be filled with an unspoken implication. This only fueled Prince Carloy’s anger, making even his breaths rapid.
“Speak!”
“Miss Barlen has decided to return home tomorrow, preparing to bring the news to the royal family for King’s decision.”
Upon hearing that Barlen and Amelia were preparing to return home, Prince Carloy’s expression instantly turned fierce. During his disappearance, the stress had caused more blood vessels in his eyes to burst, making them frighteningly red. Even Ifia, who had been watching from the sidelines, was startled.
Although not knowing the full story, from the previous conversation, it was evident that Prince Carloy had become greedy and, deceived by Sister Nornada, ended up as a prisoner. In that case, why blame Amelia for his own mistakes? Disgusting! Just passing the blame.
After observing carefully for some time, Ifia confirmed that they were not in the Sith Empire but in the Taric Kingdom, reachable through the new route.
In other words, in the original plot’s banquet, there still exists the opportunity for a temporary auction of the new route. This makes Ifia start worrying that the exotic location for the overseas tour is the Taric Kingdom. It feels like this Taric Kingdom is very dangerous! Even the male lead, Prince Carloy, almost met his end here. However, reality differs from the original work. For example, the troublemaker Nornada is now behind bars.
The family cooperating with the Barlen family has changed, from the Kefid family to the Rachel family. In this case, with no internal betrayal, it shouldn’t be too dangerous, right?
Oh well! No wonder it’s a storyline fragment! In the previous immersive experience, I only saw half of it, and it ended abruptly. As a result, the development has skipped a portion of the plot. For instance, what happened when Prince Carloy heard Amelia’s unconventional remarks in the garden, and how did Amelia respond? What transpired in between? It’s like a super-fast forward, leaving people confused.
“I want to meet Amelia Barlen!”
Prince Carloy’s anger couldn’t be vented. He clenched his fists in fury. Despite his fatigued body needing rest, he chose to confront Barlen Amelia face-to-face. Irene did not intervene. In fact, she seemed pleased with this development. If it could lead to Prince Carloy breaking off his engagement with the Duke’s daughter, it would be even better.
As the two spoke, Ifia couldn’t help but click her tongue. She felt that these two individuals were shameless. They were now rallying to question Amelia, not caring whether they were deserving of such actions.
While Ifia was disdainful of the main characters, the scene suddenly changed before her eyes. When the blurry image gradually became clear, she realized that she had moved to a different location. There was a slight swaying sensation under her feet. Ifia looked around and found herself on the deck of a ship, transitioning from solid ground to a ship’s deck.
The sea under the night sky had a cold and lonely feeling. Moonlight spilled over, creating a glittering sheen on the surface of the waves, with occasional fish leaping. On the bow deck, Amelia Barlen was wearing an exquisite and luxurious black dress. She leaned against a recliner, gazing into the distance at the sea. Her beautiful face displayed a faint expression, and her cold, emotionless purple eyes revealed no sentiment.
Prince Carloy, supported by Irene, stood not far from Amelia Barlen. He began to accuse, “Amelia Barlen, do you think that if I die in the Taric Kingdom, you can rest easy?”
“Hehe, even if I die here, I’ve left a contingency plan in Darwa City.”
“Your ambitions to overturn the empire will never succeed.”
The furious words of Prince Carloy did not elicit any emotional response from Amelia. However, seeming to find it annoying, Amelia sat up straight in her recliner. She cast a seemingly benevolent glance at Prince Carloy. In the next moment, Prince Carloy, along with Irene standing beside him, and even the waves, seemed frozen.
No! Not only Prince Carloy, but even Irene froze in place. Even the waves appeared to solidify!
Ifia widened her eyes in astonishment, wanting to see what was happening. Unexpectedly, Amelia suddenly chuckled and then lifted her gaze, staring directly at Ifia.
“Look, what do we have here?”