Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival [WN] - Chapter 149.1

Girls Sinking in Darkness Part 3

“Hilda…”

In the empty, dark room, Clara muttered the name of the attendant working for her and looked up at the night sky outside the window.

It was an accident that Hilda had been saved. Not that it could have been anyone else, but still, her background and situation were just right for Clara.

Having been forced to take a back seat because of her failure to investigate the “Heroine,” the Melrose young lady, Clara set out to create her own network of information, one that would not rely on the dark side. It was then that she found Hilda. Although it was true that Clara felt sympathy for Hilda’s situation, she felt that she could use her as a pawn, and she got a little too involved with her “pawn”.

Clara’s previous ethical view influenced her in this area. Hilda became Clara’s ally by not being ruthless enough and showing her weakness, but she could no longer be a disposable pawn.

Although it was not her intention, Clara’s “weakness” made Hilda willing to risk her life for her. However, Clara, who had already started to care about Hilda, was pained by this reality.

Hilda and Clara’s followers risked their lives because Clara was weak, but Clara was “too scared” to stop them.

She was afraid of the Heroine, who would take something precious from her.

She was afraid of the girl with peach-blonde hair, who looked at her coldly.

Above all, Clara was afraid of “herself”.

She never thought that she, who knew the end of the villainess in her previous life, would become so attached to Ervan. Clara herself did not know how she came to be this way. Remembering the end of the villainess, Clara, who should have been working to avoid it, had stepped onto the path of villainess herself.

Clara was not convinced that this world was a “game world”. She understood that it was probably a world based on an Otome Game.

That was why she was afraid. She was afraid to admit that she had not been reincarnated as “Clara the villainess,” but that she was the “real Clara the villainess,” the one on which the game was based.

However, just like in the Otome Game, where the route of capture changed depending on the choices, She believed that the future route would change depending on Clara’s actions, and there was a part of her that could not stop the people she cared about from getting hurt.

Such foolishness and sinfulness of herself frightened Clara more than anything else.

***

“What are you?”

“!?”

Hilda, who had been attacked unexpectedly in the middle-class noble’s district she had invaded, felt cold sweat running down her spine as she was shot by the cold gaze of the boy butler who was asking her who she was.

She knew this Cruz boy. He was the butler of the young lady that she was trying to get rid of, and although he was still young, he had been picked out by the Mercis family, a branch of the Melrose family, as a “guard butler”.

Appraisal varied in value depending on the perception of the person doing the appraisal, but she remembered that the boy still was about 300. If one considered the common sense that one would never reach Rank 2 until the age of 20, it would be safe to say that having a combat power equivalent to Rank 3 at an age close to that of a student would be considered genius.

However, combat power was only a guide, and it was not always equal to the strength in actual battle.

For example, it was often heard that a Rank 2 student who trained multiple skills and became strong in actual combat was weaker than a young man who trained only sword techniques and became Rank 3 in a sword dojo, even though he only had a combat power of 200. Hilda’s fighting power was actually less than 200, but even so, she was confident that she could not be beaten by a young Rank 3 who was not accustomed to actual combat.

The fighting strength of noble guards and school knights at the school ranged from 200 to 300, and although the boy butler’s fighting strength was astonishing for a child, it was not surprising.

After all, he was nothing compared to “that thing”.

They were different from a real Rank 4 like “the Crown Prince’s black-haired fiancée” or “the Princess’s peach-blonde escort,” which were difficult to approach or even to appraise, and of which there were only a few hundred in this vast kingdom.

So, Hilda was caught off guard. In the aristocratic world of the underworld, she felt that she was nothing compared to those people.

(Oh no!).

Feeling a deadly blow from the boy butler, who she thought was just a child, Hilda instantly turned around and went on the run.

There were many people with strong fighting skills, but only those who were ready to kill their enemies and be killed could unleash their strong killing spirit. He was not just an escort butler. Judging that he was probably a “combat butler” of the dark side of the underworld, something flew past Hilda and punched a hole in the wall as she began to flee.

(Flying debris?!).

Some of the assassins were also using metal gravel blocks. Although it was less powerful and less effective than a knife thrower or bow and arrow in terms of flying distance, if a skilled person used it, it would turn into a deadly weapon that would be difficult to evade at close range.

“There’s no way I’m letting you escape.”

In a somewhat emotionless voice, the boy butler unleashed a knife to block Hilda’s escape.

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