Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival [WN] - Chapter 173.2
Aishe’s sarcastic words of contempt were answered shortly by Camille, as if trying to suppress his emotions.
As evidenced by Aishe’s words and actions, Camille’s voice within Demons was weak. It would have been different if her mother was still alive, but there was no point in dwelling on a future that could never have existed. Camille was the son of the Demon king. However, the son of a King did not necessarily become the next King.
His mother was from the Khalfaan Empire, and when she died, his father became depressed and lost his will to live. Even if she had remained in the Demon Kingdom, Camille, with his human blood, would have been killed by those who wanted to claim the throne.
But even when he fled to the town of Cutlass to live, Camille could not escape his fate as a Demon.
Leaving Aishe’s office, Camille walked alone through the dark corridor without sunlight.
The fact that the people Aishe had mentioned had traveled this far probably meant that the death of his father, King Demon, was approaching. The fact that he saved the two prisoners this time should make Camille’s position even worse.
It could be taken as an act of treachery against the Demons, and he could be held in captivity without receiving a [Selection Ceremony] and imprisoned until his death.
“…”
Why was he so concerned about saving her? He reasoned that he owed her a debt, but there was certainly another unspoken thought that existed inside him.
–Katsun.
“!?”
At that moment, he received a strong shock along with a faint noise. What had happened? Was there someone who wanted to kill me in the mix? Although his training in the town of Cutlass and his Rank 4 status had made it impossible for anyone to easily attack him, Camille clenched his fist and knew that he should never have separated himself from his followers.
Camille elbowed the assassin in the back, but the assassin anticipated it and was not surprised. The assassin deflected the elbow strike with bare hands, and then, ducking under Camille’s arm and diving into his reach, kicked Camille in the jaw with a knee.
Dazzled as light flashed behind his eyes, Camille fell on his back as he was knocked down from his stance and was stomped on the throat before he could speak.
(Bare Feet!?)
Why bare feet? When Camille was about to check her attacker’s appearance, he heard the assassin’s voice.
“Since when are you my enemy? Camille.”
(Aria!?)
The girl he met in town, and they worked together as comrades until they achieved their mutual goal.
When he first met her, he was surprised to see how much she resembled his mother, who also had peach blonde hair. But he felt embarrassed to tell her that, so he once told her that her hair color was the same as his mother’s mother, a woman his father had once fallen in love with.
Why was Aria here when he was trying to free her? Aria must have been seriously injured and was brought to the dungeon. Even if she woke up, how did she escape from the dungeon?
Aria called Camille an “enemy”. No, he was not. That’s not true. He tried to speak out, but his throat was stomped, and her cold gaze looked down at Camille, with a crossbow aimed at his face, but she didn’t move after.
“–…”
“…I see. You’re the one who saved me? Then I thank you.”
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