A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 3] Chapter 70

[Vol. 3] Chapter 70: Will Blood Taste Sweeter?

If it weren’t for seeing Prince Carloy, Ifia might have almost forgotten about him. It seems Princess Sissi kept her promise and had someone release Prince Carloy!

The action was swift, indirectly proving Princess Sissi’s considerable influence within the Taric Kingdom. With just a command, she could release Prince Carloy, whom the envoy nobles had been searching for without success for days.

If those noble families were to find out, their expressions would undoubtedly be quite unpleasant!

Although Prince Carloy’s disappearance was related to the Taric royal family, it had little to do with Princess Sissi. After all, following the duel where she was heavily injured, Princess Sissi had dutifully focused on her recovery.

In the secret underground cave beneath the artificial mountain, there was a sizable blood pool sufficient for indulgence. There was no need to risk kidnapping Prince Carloy.

Perhaps someone wanted to experiment with the blood of a foreigner, thinking that Prince Carloy’s esteemed status might make his blood taste sweeter or make him more delectable.

At the thought of this, Ifia couldn’t help but want to laugh. She looked at Prince Carloy with a gleeful glance, her almond-shaped eyes curving into a smile. She tried to make the upward curve of her mouth less conspicuous.

Hehehe, serves him right.

Prince Carloy harbored considerable malice towards Amelia. Ifia had no intention of catering to this noble prince. A little effort to maintain some semblance of dignity was enough.

Due to her status as an ordinary commoner being a kind of shackle, Ifia didn’t want to cause trouble for Amelia. However, Ifia had a more optimistic outlook, considering her commoner status as temporary.

Ever since she learned that Amelia had no intention of marrying into the royal family and instead aimed to wield power independently, following a path of female empowerment, Ifia felt reassured. This revelation also ignited hopes of becoming a happy assistant in the future.

After Amelia inherited the title, Ifia envisioned easily arranging a noble title for herself, effortlessly enjoying a life of success. She looked forward to it and had already formulated detailed plans. In the future, she intended to serve as a small assistant by Amelia’s side. With a gentle and beautiful direct superior, simple tasks, and high remuneration, this life seemed unbelievably enjoyable!

While Ifia daydreamed about her future career advancement and salary increase, the inept and furious Prince Carloy finally noticed Amelia Barlen and Ifia in the crowd.

Compared to his disheveled appearance after days of captivity, Amelia Barlen was clean and sharp, always standing out in the crowd, maintaining an appearance of ease. Her indifferent purple eyes lifted slightly, casting a cold, scornful gaze, as if mocking his weakness and incompetence, akin to observing an insignificant insect.

At this moment, Prince Carloy’s anger skyrocketed to its peak, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.

Why should he endure all this?

Why couldn’t it be Amelia Barlen?

After his doubled-up anger, not only did Prince Carloy feel lightheaded and pale, but he also experienced symptoms of ringing in his ears. This was his body signaling a worrisome health condition, urging him to rest and recover as soon as possible.

However, Prince Carloy, suppressing his frustration, refused to leave in a dejected manner. As the heir to the Sith Empire’s royal family, he believed he should always shine brightly, rather than slinking away like a drowned rat to be ridiculed.

Hence, he aimed to hold the Taric royal family accountable for the alleged kidnapping scheme, seeking justice for himself.

“Esteemed guest, we sincerely apologize for the negligence of our Taric royal family. It is unfathomable that someone would dare to harm you! Rest assured, we will swiftly apprehend the culprit and provide an explanation.”

The second prince of Taric Kingdom, who originally ignored Prince Carloy, saw the two people led into the main hall by Princess Sissi walking out, and then he realized that these three people belonged to the same country and that those two had gained Princess Sissi’s respect.

Understanding the prowess of these two, the second prince decided to adopt a friendlier demeanor towards Prince Carloy.

However, the enraged Prince Carloy was unrelenting, dissatisfied with the evasive response from the second prince, “The ones who kidnapped me were clearly…”

However, Prince Carloy’s words were left unfinished as his body suddenly swayed. His vision went black. Just as he was unwilling to succumb to unconsciousness, he felt a sharp pain in his head, as if someone had struck him with a hammer.

The two eyes that could no longer hold on rolled back, and he fell into complete unconsciousness. Fortunately, with the support of the second prince, he didn’t collapse to the ground. Otherwise, his head might have hit the floor with a resounding impact.

The second prince, who silently withdrew his magical attack, kept his abilities discreet. Unlike other members of the Taric royal family who resisted the effects of the blood curse, the second prince was more accepting. While his abilities were initially mediocre, they became considerably powerful after transforming into a half-human, half-demon state.

He wished he could maintain this state indefinitely, but after triggering the blood curse, it was swiftly resolved. Therefore, within a month at most, he would return to normal. It was a pity.

Prince Carloy’s unconsciousness didn’t cause much of a stir. Even Amelia, who witnessed the entire process, had little reaction. As long as Prince Carloy didn’t die, that was sufficient.

As for why Amelia spared Prince Carloy’s life, it’s quite simple. Amelia’s desire to destroy the world has not ceased, although her current priority is assisting Ifia in restoring her fragmented soul, which shouldn’t take much more time given the current progress.

She needs to lay the groundwork for her future plans. Firstly, she aims to instigate a civil war in the Sith Empire, and the proud and arrogant Prince Carloy is a valuable chess piece. Once she completes the strategic layout, he can be set into motion effectively.

Following that, she plans to use the pretext of the Sith Empire to initiate attacks on other countries, sparking wars and accelerating the world’s self-destruction through human infighting.

Therefore, Prince Carloy must not die, at least not for now.

“Ifia, have you been frightened today? Would you like to come and rest at my place?” Amelia asked, lowering her head to look at Ifia, who was smiling mischievously, without paying much attention to others. Ifia looked up in confusion when she heard the gentle inquiry.

Amelia watched her with concern, treating her delicately, as if handling something fragile. This made Ifia a bit indignant, as she considered herself quite strong and healthy. However, as soon as Amelia mentioned it, a sudden wave of fatigue washed over her.

Since the nerve-wracking incident in the kitchen, encountering the transformed Sixth Princess on the way back, and being chased by the dark elves… Today had been incredibly eventful!

However, thinking about the substantial amount of gold she had gained, Ifia’s eyes sparkled with joy.

With a cheerful mood, she reached out to hold Amelia’s hand and boldly declared, “Amelia, I have money now! I’ll buy you beautiful gemstones from now on!”

In the past, constrained by a limited budget, she could only showcase her culinary skills. But now, things were different. Ifia genuinely enjoyed seeing Amelia dressed up exquisitely, captivating and unwilling to divert one’s gaze. She wanted to buy her numerous dresses and jewelry, experiencing an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

Amelia deserved all the beauty the world had to offer. With these thoughts in mind, Ifia felt ready to throw money around and make Amelia smile, radiating an aura of dominance – just like the successful business tycoons in novels. However, in reality…

In Amelia’s eyes, Ifia seemed more like an adorable puppy that had found a bone, excitedly showing off. Her tail wagged rapidly as if she was eager to offer all the delicious treats to her owner.