A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 4] Chapter 69

[Vol. 4] Chapter 69: As Expected of Amelia

“It’s just a special ribbon,” the Demon’s Tail finally entangled as desired, earning a silent glance from her owner.

Instead of stopping, she smiled and spoke lies effortlessly, with no worries of exposure.

Meanwhile, Ifia didn’t suspect anything.

Although puzzled by why Amelia was wrapping a ribbon around her hand, her focus was not on that. It was on why Amelia was feeling uneasy.

Today was destined to be an unusual day.

First, the revelation of Taroumati’s true identity as a snake demon, and then the hurried return of Amelia resulting in trouble. It made Ifia couldn’t help but think it might have been better to work overtime in the office. At least, there wouldn’t be so many unexpected events.

For instance, Amelia suddenly becoming aggressive, creating a kind of discomfort that made her want to escape after locking eyes. However, when she heard Amelia mentioning feeling unwell, Ifia’s heart softened.

“Amelia, how about I accompany you to see a doctor? If you’re feeling uncomfortable, it’s better to seek treatment early,” Ifia spoke gently, assuming that Amelia’s behavior was due to discomfort.

She tried to persuade her, making Amelia tilt her head, unable to suppress a light laughter, her red eyes filled with mischief.

The adorable little rabbit was actually worrying about the big bad wolf.

How naive!

She couldn’t bear it…, she just wanted to take Ifia back to her nest.

However, she really wanted to taste her before taking her away.

With these thoughts in mind, Amelia utilized the demons’ adept skill in disguise. With a slightly hoarse voice, accompanied by a suppressed groan of pain, she said in Ifia’s ear, “Ifia, I’m feeling so unwell that I can’t walk. Can you help me relieve the discomfort?”

“?”

As she spoke, a warm breath brushed past, causing a wave of tingling softness and itchiness. Ifia’s earlobes instantly turned red, and so did her neck. Her hands involuntarily clenched and then loosened, showing visible signs of nervousness.

Even though she didn’t know how to help Amelia alleviate her discomfort, if there was a way to be of use, she was willing to try anything.

“As long as I can help you, anything is fine!”

With this in mind, Ifia looked up, still with her eyes covered. She gave a sincere response, making Amelia feel as if her heart were immersed in a warm spring, continuously flowing with warmth.

Even as a demon, she couldn’t control the wildly beating heart. She just wanted to protect her precious treasure.

“A kiss will do.”

“[ • _ • ?]”

Amelia, without further thoughts of teasing, didn’t release the hand covering Ifia’s eyes. Instead, she extended her other hand to lift Ifia and adjusted for a more convenient kissing position.

Before Ifia could react, her lips were forcefully and dominantly captured. The following moments were a tangle of breaths. Tongues danced, breaths were rapidly exchanged.

Unlike the gentle kisses of the past, this one was intense, leaving Ifia breathless. The corner of her eyes turned red, and beneath the wet black pupils, she blinked subconsciously, tears streaming down unintentionally.

With a bewildered expression on her adorable face, she couldn’t recall anything else at the moment, all she wanted was more air.

At that moment, the holy lotus emblem on Ifia’s neck radiated a brilliant light. A gentle white light gradually activated, continuously purifying the lingering scent left by magical plants.

Soon, the negative state was successfully dispelled, and reason returned.

Amelia furrowed her brow, her red eyes returning to normal. She quickly retracted her demon tail, releasing Ifia from her confinement.

With a soft sound, the entwined lips finally parted. Ifia was left in a daze from the kiss, her black eyes tightly closed.

With a submissive posture, lips slightly swollen from passionate nibbling, bearing a hint of desire, Amelia enticed the idea of doing something even more daring to make this flower bloom even more brilliantly.

However, the now rational Amelia successfully suppressed her desires.

She didn’t immediately release Ifia but continued to hold her, apologizing with a regretful tone, “Ifia, I’m really sorry. I might have been drugged, but I’m back to normal now.”

Ifia, just recovering from the intense kiss, couldn’t believe her ears upon hearing Amelia’s words. Her black eyes, soaked with water, shimmered with a look of disbelief.

Seeing this, Amelia chuckled helplessly and then embraced Ifia. Soon, Amelia’s muffled voice sounded, “I need to deal with some issues later. Ifia, please go back quickly. It’s almost noon, and you still have to help the Saint!”

“!”

Ifia originally wanted to ask for more details, but upon hearing Amelia mention the Saint, her attention shifted instantly.

She had just witnessed the Snake Demon Taroumati taking away the Saint Tiffany!

Was Amelia going to personally intervene and bring back the Saint Tiffany?

Even without face-to-face observation, Amelia could still guess what was on Ifia’s mind. However, instead of explaining too much, she lowered her head and gave Ifia a kiss on the forehead.

Then, she let Ifia down, and as her feet touched the ground again, Amelia left a parting sentence.

“Wait for me.”

She smiled at Ifia.

After regaining her composure, Amelia returned to her familiar self—powerful and elegant. Ifia couldn’t help but follow suit with a silly smile and nodded vigorously.

At the same time, she couldn’t help but think, “As expected of Amelia, is she going to confront the Snake Demon?”

Well, her Amelia was always reliable!

Watching Amelia’s departing figure, Ifia suddenly thought of the recent hazy kiss, and the lingering blush on her cheeks intensified. She couldn’t help but raise her hand to cover her face, quickly putting a stop to the unsettling thoughts.

Deciding to leave the scene, Ifia headed towards the residence of the Saint, hoping to see Saint Tiffany safely return, and together, they could deal with the matters of the Holy Lotus.

Once out of Ifia’s sight, Amelia no longer maintained her disguise. Her ice-cold purple eyes quickly transformed into blood-red, and demonic horns appeared. She directly reverted to her true demon form.

Taroumati had crossed her bottom line this time.

Amelia wouldn’t show mercy.

After using a secret spell to track Taroumati in the demonic domain, Amelia easily found her location. With a cold laugh, she instantly surrounded herself with black magic.

In the blink of an eye, the space shifted.

Except for Ifia, Amelia didn’t want to witness others’ “special scenes,” so she directly manipulated her magic to restrain Taroumati.

Using dark magic, she cocooned the confused Saint Tiffany. Then, in the frightened gaze of Taroumati, she brought Saint Tiffany out of the cave.

Taroumati angrily exclaimed, “Ahriman, release her!”

Hearing this, Amelia sneered and coldly replied, “Rest assured, I won’t do anything to the Saint. You are the only target I’m after.”