The undead's continuous retreat seemed to be a declaration of the living's victory. However, the ominous mana fluctuations seemed to be announcing that everything wasn't over yet.
Of course, for the great majority of people, the undead's retreat was already a joyous victory. In fact, some brave individuals were even considering whether or not to chase after the undead.
While everyone else in Starwood City was celebrating their victory, a certain section of the city walls mysteriously became uninhabited.
Alright then, nobody here was an idiot. Those twisting murderous vines were more effective than anything else. Even the higher-ups of the defending army didn't dare to come look for Roland.
There, two women were staring at each other. They had once been master and disciple, and they had once been comrades in an anti-social dark organization. But now, the two of them had a falling out over a single man.
"If you have the ability to steal a man, why don't you have the ability to open the door …? Why do I feel like I'll be in big trouble if I make such a comment?"
Actually, I had always treated the so-called aura of a powerful individual as a joke. Those legendary stories about being able to crush an enemy's will and resistance with a single glance were nothing more than some dirty mental magic that bewitched the enemy in order to make themselves look better.
But now, I believed it. At the very least, in this atmosphere where two women were fighting against each other, my survival instincts told me that the best way to survive was to shut up … But why did I have such a strong desire to crack a joke to liven up the atmosphere in such a situation? Could it be that I was really a joke character?
[No, you're just passionate about seeking death. Some creatures have self-destructive tendencies from the very start.]
My System's comment was as helpless as ever. But before I could retort, I heard Harloys say something else.
"Roland, stop being a bystander. Prove my words. Do you want your lies to be exposed? I'm helping you. As long as you pretend to be together with me, you'll naturally have a reason to refuse Amelia and the others. I already know what you want. Are you really willing to go back to being a good family man? Besides, even if I'm lying to you, will I be able to restrict you? We're a magical pet contract, and you're the master! "
Hearing this, I thought about it more and more and felt that it made more and more sense. It seemed that no matter what happened, I wouldn't be at a disadvantage. And so, I gritted my teeth and spoke through our soul connection.
"Fine, I owe you a favor this time."
I then prepared my words. Ordinary lies would be meaningless to Amelia. After a long while, I finally thought of what I should say.
There were some words that I should have said long ago.
"Senpai, I actually know how you feel about me, and I'm very touched. However, the previous marriage proposals were all misunderstandings. Actually, I don't treat you as a woman … Ptui, I mean, I treat you as a brother … That doesn't seem right. What I mean is, instead of treating you as a man of the opposite sex, it's better to treat you as a confidant, a brother who can talk to me about anything, a brother who can search for the essence of the soul and the truth of the world together …"
Some words were spoken with some hesitation, but once they were spoken, the more they were spoken, the more real and smoother they became.
Perhaps it was because there were many things that he usually didn't think about, and the process of saying it out was a process of questioning his own heart. And the process of saying it out wasn't just to convince the other party, it was also to convince himself.
"… I've thought it through. Perhaps this was just a misunderstanding or a harmless joke, but I've already hurt you. Sometimes, the longer something is delayed, the greater the damage. I'm sorry, I should have said these words a long time ago. It's all my fault. If you want to take revenge, come … "
"I know."
When I worked up the courage to refuse, what greeted me wasn't vines locking me down or vicious questions. Instead, it was a casual answer.
The green-haired witch smiled, as if she had long since desired such an answer.
Of course, Amelia knew what Roland was thinking. As a soul-reader, Roland's thoughts that even he didn't understand were all revealed to her.
Before she fell asleep, the only thing that prevented her from making a decision, the only thing that she never saw through, was her own feelings.
After waking up from her long sleep, Amelia had already understood her own feelings. She had long since come to a decision that wouldn't be influenced by others.
Now, even though she simultaneously received a friend card, a good person card, and a rejection card from the Ten Emotions …
"It doesn't matter what you think from the very start."
The next instant, a wondrous feeling transmitted to me from my spine couldn't compare to the witch's brilliant sunflower-like smile.
Amelia smiled. Her lips were arced upwards, and her blood-red eyes were filled with passion like flames. Her faint smile was like a spring breeze, but also like a quietly blooming flower.
The green-haired witch gently caressed my face. She blushed as if she was a young girl experiencing her first awakening of love. However, she lowered her head and left her mark on my cheek. I could feel the softness of her kiss mark. It was likely that it would take a long time for her to wash it off.
"I like you, and I want to be together with you. That's enough."
Amelia's gentle smile was right in front of me. However, when I suddenly touched my cheek and pinched it again to confirm that I wasn't dreaming …
"As expected, it doesn't hurt. Dream on! I told you that my Senpai couldn't possibly smile in such a cute manner … Ouch, ouch, ouch! Ahhh! Relax! My waist, my waist! Didn't I lose feeling long ago? Why does it hurt so much!? Her smile is so scary! She really is my Senpai! "
The next instant, the gentleness from earlier vanished without a trace. The sudden pain made me feel rather helpless. However, not only did Amelia's evil gaze give me a headache, it also locked onto my cat.
This time, Amelia was still smiling brilliantly, but she gave me a completely different feeling. Earlier, she was still a young girl. Now, just looking at her caused me to feel a chill down my spine. She was just like a murderer who was about to greet me with death.
"Then, what do you think of that thieving cat? Since you said that you eloped with her, you should have a reason, right? Don't say that I didn't warn you. That cat is extraordinarily sly sly, and her feelings for you might not be as great as you think. "
"Think about your future. Do you intend to obediently go back to being a househusband, or continue being a happy single person? Think about what you just promised me! Think about what you still haven't finished! "
Even if Harloys didn't remind me about the contract, I still knew what to say. I didn't want to be randomly torn apart by vines or fed to man-eating flowers. It would be far too embarrassing to be an epic hero who died from domestic violence.
"Silly cat … I'm so happy to be together with her …"
While I did my best to think of what I should say, I discovered that I had never viewed the silly cat as a woman. Even though we had been separated for over a hundred years, it seemed that our reunion had also begun with us killing each other.
"A female lead who's been torn apart by humans the moment she appears? This seems so familiar … "
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