A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 5] Chapter 10

[Vol. 5] Chapter 10: Won’t Use Torture, Right?

Ah, this???

Ifia widened her eyes in shock, unable to believe it, and looked up at the Bad Amelia.

Clearly, none of the people at the banquet could see her. Even Asmodeus, the demon black cat, couldn’t see her, so how could the Bad Amelia?

Didn’t the system say that the bug with the plot fragments had been fixed!

<(?? _?)>

To prevent Bad Amelia from deceiving her, Ifia didn’t say a word and immediately turned around to run. Right now, she just wanted to get far away from Bad Amelia!

However, no matter how hard Ifia ran, due to specific rules, she was instantly teleported back to the black cat’s side. Running in vain. Ifia rolled her eyes speechlessly, knowing she couldn’t escape, unless Asmodeus voluntarily left the banquet.

“Lord Ahriman, were you just talking to me? That’s strange, I didn’t expect you to be such a lord!”

Compared to Ifia’s frustration, Asmodeus, the black cat, just chuckled and then spoke shyly. However, the consequence of being cheeky was being glanced at by Amelia Barlen.

Then, it exploded.

Well… in a physical sense, the black cat exploded.

Fragments of flesh and debris fell at the banquet like petals from heaven, causing the nobles attending the banquet to scream uncontrollably.

Amelia Barlen stood still, indifferent, as she watched the chaos unfold at the banquet. Not a single piece of flesh landed on her, prompting Ifia to instinctively move closer to Bad Amelia…

Even though Ifia was currently in a soul-like state, the thought of those pieces of flesh falling directly to the ground made her unable to bear it!

She would rather lean on Bad Amelia than accept pieces of flesh falling on her face.

However, Asmodeus, the black cat, was already dead and gone, so wasn’t she no longer bound by the rules?

She could slip away!

“Lord Ahriman, I’m sorry, I won’t tease you again!”

While Ifia was trying to avoid the pieces of flesh and escape, Asmodeus, the black cat, seemed to ‘resurrect’, reappearing from somewhere, looking completely unaffected by having died once before.

It plaintively licked its paw with its tongue, then raised its front paws in surrender.

Seeing this, Ifia felt like spitting at it.

What a pathetic demon!

What’s there to fear!

Don’t be timid, just go for it!

It was just Amelia…

“Lord Ahriman, I…”

However, before the black cat Asmodeus could continue with its flattery, Amelia Barlen suddenly snapped her fingers. The next moment, the banquet scene seemed like it had been paused. Everyone froze in place.

Except for Ifia and Amelia Barlen.

This time, without any mischief, Amelia Barlen walked straight up to Ifia, not giving her a chance to doubt, and lifted Ifia’s chin with her hand, raising that adorable face.

“Now, I’ve really caught you.”

Then, Amelia Barlen bent down, getting closer.

Those sparkling purple eyes were like the most precious amethysts.

Ifia received a close-range beauty strike uncontrollably, her heart pounding out of control, causing her cheeks to flush red in response!

A pair of round black eyes flashed with anger, cursing herself for being so weak!!!

“Let go of me, I don’t know you!”

After the initial fascination wore off, Ifia quickly remembered reality.

The reality of being deceived by Amelia so badly!

(???)

“Don’t know me?”

Even though Ifia was about to explode with anger, Amelia Barlen didn’t let go.

Her lips curled slightly upward. Despite only having seen Ifia a few times, she always felt extremely pleased whenever she saw this little one.

However, after their last meeting on the ship heading to the Taric Kingdom, she began investigating as soon as she returned to the Sith Empire.

She checked all the nobles and commoners, but she didn’t find anyone named Ifia within the country.

So, where did this little one come from?

It was like an existence that had never existed before, but suddenly appeared.

“Your expression and attitude don’t match what you’re saying.”

Amelia Barlen sometimes wondered if that adorable little one who made her itch was gone for good.

Now, seeing her on the street immediately made her excited blood boil.

However, at that time, it wasn’t suitable to take action. She could only suppress her thoughts and invite Asmodeus to attend the banquet. After all, it seemed that the little one couldn’t be too far away from Asmodeus.

Otherwise, she would be sent back to Asmodeus’s side. This familiar feeling, similar to the rules of the world… also intrigued Amelia Barlen greatly.

Now, after finally meeting and talking, Amelia Barlen couldn’t help but smile.

She changed the action of holding Ifia’s chin and grabbed Ifia’s arm instead. Her palm slid down until it finally held Ifia’s hand, which was small and soft.

Truly adorable.

Amelia Barlen raised her hand and made a gesture towards Asmodeus. At the same time, the Abyssal Realm opened wide, throwing Asmodeus directly into Hell’s custody, and then closing the Abyssal Realm in the next second.

Ifia stood still, stunned, not following Asmodeus to leave. The special rules that bound her had disappeared!

In that case…

Ifia shook off Bad Amelia’s hand and ran towards the outside of the banquet hall.

Charge ahead, freedom awaits!

She absolutely couldn’t let Bad Amelia catch her.

But then, even though Ifia had clearly run out of the banquet hall, the next moment, she was sent back again.

Back to Amelia Barlen’s side!

How could this be possible!

( ? ? ? )

Could it be that after Bad Amelia put Asmodeus away, she replaced Asmodeus and became the target that must be followed…

This can’t be happening!

“Are you going to keep running?”

Amelia Barlen, who had been ignored by Ifia, was surprisingly good-natured. She wasn’t angry at this moment, but rather very tolerant, allowing Ifia to continue.

It was as if a gentle owner was watching a silly pet causing mischief.

Hearing this, and looking at Bad Amelia’s infuriating face, Ifia snorted in annoyance and defiantly continued running.

This time, instead of running outside of the banquet hall, she directly climbed the stairs, dashing up step by step. However, as soon as she reached the second floor, her vision blurred. When her sight returned to normal, unsurprisingly, she found herself back next to Bad Amelia.

Ahh, why, why treat her like this!

Just when she had experienced heartbreak, she should have gone to some deserted place to lick her wounds in solitude, not encounter Amelia even in plot fragments…

Though the Bad Amelia in front of her hadn’t deceived her, just seeing that pretty face made Ifia furious!

Failing to leave twice in a row, Ifia wasn’t going to waste any more effort. She plopped down on the ground, deciding to weld herself to the spot and not move an inch.

Just as Ifia had resolved herself, unexpectedly, Amelia Barlen reached out and pressed her shoulder. In the next instant, the surroundings immediately changed, and they found themselves in an unfamiliar place.

Compared to the lavish banquet with clinking glasses and bustling crowds, the dim and damp underground cellar made Ifia shiver involuntarily.

Especially with torches burning on the walls and various types of torture devices hanging nearby, Ifia became instantly apprehensive, quickly stealing a glance at Bad Amelia.

Bad Amelia wouldn’t torture her, right?

“Little one, I’m very interested in you, so let’s talk about your origins!”

Amelia Barlen spoke with a smile, looking gentle and beautiful, but as she continued, the next words filled Ifia with fear.

“But if what you say displeases me, you’ll have to face punishment~ ??”