A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 5] Chapter 6
[Vol. 5] Chapter 6: Great Sovereign?
Ifia felt like her brain’s CPU was about to explode!
After all, not long ago, Count Duler, who had a taste for the unusual, was demonized. Even though he had been successfully exorcised by Saint Tiffany, logically, he should be resting in his bedroom.
However, now he was walking around as if nothing had happened, and even kneeling before Amelia!
This left Ifia baffled, especially with the strange title – “Great Sovereign?”
What on earth was going on?
Ifia stealthily hid behind a tree, even her breathing becoming unconsciously gentle to avoid detection. Although Amelia was just ahead, Ifia dared not speak, seeing her indifferent expression. It was unlike the usual gentle Amelia, as if a beautiful dream were about to be shattered.
With a hint of grievance in her dark eyes, Ifia knew she should leave soon. However, her feet seemed rooted to the spot, unable to move even a step…
“Act according to the situation. Once exposed, you know what to do,” said Amelia.
“Yes, Great Sovereign. Rest assured, if it’s found out by the church that the exorcism wasn’t successful, I’ll ‘commit suicide’ directly. With Count Duler dead, those foolish humans will think the demon has been eradicated.”
Amelia Barlen didn’t talk much, but ‘Count Duler’ kept talking.
Seeing her amethyst eyes reveal a hint of impatience, not wanting to linger further, she directly used magic to grab “Count Duler” mid-air, squeezing him fiercely, eliciting a piercing scream. Then, she spoke indifferently, “Just focus on your task.”
With a flick of her black magic, she threw him aside. Even though he fell from a height, it didn’t harm “Count Duler” at all. His earlier screams seemed to have never happened. He nodded repeatedly with a grin. The impact of the black magic caused demonic horns to sprout from his head again, giving him a strange half-human, half-demon appearance.
Behind the tree, Ifia, who had been silently observing, couldn’t hold back any longer, her eyes turning red. At this point, the truth was clear.
Amelia wasn’t human.
Ifia felt like a little pig who had been deceived and spun around. She hadn’t noticed the wolf in sheep’s clothing lurking around her, foolishly approaching it.
Now that she knew the truth, she couldn’t help but recall her first encounter with Amelia.
Although Amelia had claimed it was a drug addict who had died, now it seemed that reason didn’t hold water at all!
Amelia was the one who killed those people!
And she had foolishly believed her.
She even had a crush on her.
As a result, when she saw Amelia for the second time at Pulis Academy, she still felt it was fate brought by the heavens. But perhaps it was Amelia’s deliberate attempt to get close.
Even the Art Club, which was difficult for both nobles and commoners to enter, made an exception to admit her, which was also part of Amelia’s plan…
Afterwards, as she gradually became familiar with Amelia, she found herself invaded into every corner of her life.
She was living amidst conspiracies!!!
Amelia, this big liar!!!!!
Ifia, feeling miserable, banged her head against the tree. She exerted quite a bit of force, causing her forehead to quickly redden. The stinging sensation made her brain unusually clear. She could continue analyzing.
Although Amelia’s deliberate approach might have had sinister intentions, the bits and pieces of their interactions couldn’t be fake. Her care and concern for Ifia didn’t seem like a disguise.
Even though Ifia knew she wasn’t very smart, she could still sense Amelia’s affection for her.
If she were to reverse her speculation like this…
Perhaps, at first, Amelia saw her as a toy or a pet, just waiting to grow tired of and then kill. But she didn’t expect to change her mind halfway through. Her affection warped, she fell in love with her!
But how could this be possible?
Amelia was a demon.
Can demons truly fall in love with humans?
For a moment, Ifia’s thoughts were a tangled mess, giving her a headache. She could only bang her head against the tree again, hoping that fighting poison with poison would drive away the headache.
However, when Ifia banged her head against the tree again, perhaps she made too much noise, causing the strong scent of roses to no longer cover her presence. This commotion was immediately noticed by the two demons present.
In an instant, “Count Duler” stopped smiling flatteringly and turned his expression into a fierce one. He stared straight at the direction where Ifia was. He accurately aimed at the tree where she was hiding.
“Hehe, to encounter a dessert after dinner, how fortunate! I can have a hearty meal!”
After “Count Duler” finished speaking, he licked his lips with his long tongue, his eyes, already red, filled with desire. However, instead of directly attacking, he reached out and snapped off another hand, then threw the severed arm towards the tree.
The next moment, the severed human arm transformed into a ferocious black insect, its mouthparts bristling with sharp fangs, and it bit down on the trunk with a sharp crack, quickly snapping the rather large trunk in half. Once the trunk fell, the hidden person was immediately revealed.
Demons all have a penchant for playing with and tormenting their prey, so “Count Duler” didn’t immediately kill the person but instead prepared to have some fun with them before consuming them.
Amelia Barlen, standing nearby, watched coldly, not bothering to restrain their subordinate. After all, they were just insignificant humans, and eating them didn’t matter.
As long as it helped her destroy the world, she could do whatever wicked deeds she pleased. After all, whether human or demon, everyone would eventually die…
However, after the trunk broke, Amelia Barlen were stunned to see the black hair hidden behind the tree. This was followed by a mix of anger and panic.
Their cold faces couldn’t hold up any longer, and for the first time, fear appeared on them.
While “Count Duler” continued to smirk and direct the black insects to mutilate the person’s limbs, then kick them around like a ball, Amelia, upon hearing such words, angrily waved her hand. The Abyssal Realm opened wide, directly pulling “Count Duler” into it, making him one of the many lost souls within.
The black insect was crushed directly by magic.
So, at this moment, there were only Amelia and Ifia left, along with a broken tree…
“Ifia, you…”
Even though the person hiding behind the tree kept their head down and remained silent, their familiar hairstyle and clothing clearly indicated that this person was Ifia!
However, the strong scent of roses covering her body made it difficult for Amelia to immediately recognize her.
Although Amelia had considered revealing her true identity before, now was not the time, especially after the recent incident, which probably exposed her true nature.
Ifia was a bit slow sometimes, but only in trivial matters.
Once things became serious and she was forced to think, she could always grasp the key points, letting Amelia know that she couldn’t hide it any longer.
So, she quickly walked towards Ifia, intending to explain and reassure her not to be afraid of her.
However, before Amelia could get close, Ifia immediately looked up.
She glared at Amelia fiercely and said coldly, “Don’t come near me!”