I Became the Villain of a Romance Fantasy

12 – Interlude

I gently stroked Elena’s hair as she sniffed in my arms.

Perhaps it was thanks to her holding her in her arms while activating her inner strength, the tears that flowed like they would never stop gradually diminished, and her body, which had been as cold as ice, regained its warmth.

It was not difficult to wipe her tears as it was a habit for her to carry a handkerchief, probably because she lived as a young lady of an aristocratic family.

The handkerchief was a luxurious item made of soft silk, as befits the wealthy Count Krauss, but for me, it was inevitable that I would be cautious while wiping my tears, lest my beautiful face be damaged.

‘Do puberty girls have so many emotional ups and downs?’

Isn’t it past the age when puberty will come at 16? I do not know.

It’s not like I can do the law of interest, so how can I know a person’s heart.

However, the fact that Elena Edelweiss shed tears was shocking to me to simply dismiss it as a young girl’s puberty.

Elena in the novel had an introverted personality, but her heart was as hard as steel, and the number of times she shed tears during the play could be counted on one hand. It seems that it has changed a lot from the novel, but even though I saw this child in my arms for less than a day, in front of me, she only showed a lively and bright appearance.

However, to hear that the child who had been laughing and talking with me just now burst into tears when the subject of the story had changed. I am rather embarrassed.

I wondered if it might have been acting, but the remorse, sadness, and resentment in her eyes were undoubtedly directed at me, Demian. But if that was the Demian I knew, I don’t think it was.

If she knew the original Damian, she would rather have hit me with hateful eyes, and she wouldn’t have embraced me so calmly in my arms. If so, it was purely a feeling for me, but was there anything that would make her feel good about me, like yesterday?

But I decided not to think about it any longer. It was because he knew that worrying more than this would bring a useless headache.

I thought about this yesterday too, but I couldn’t find the answer and gave up, but now, if I tried to reason with useless delusions, it was clear that I would only come up with a stupid answer anyway.

However, it seemed impossible to ask her directly. I didn’t want to make her cry again because of my words. Of course, this Demian’s body seems to want that, but I don’t have a hobby of making people cry.

You’re more beautiful when you’re laughing than when you’re crying, so why don’t you know that? Because of this, I was eliminated as a third-class villain in the beginning. Even if this bastard doesn’t know anything, he doesn’t know for a long time.

‘Now I really don’t know.’

There is no favor without reason.

It was a fact that she knew very well, but whatever the reason, it is clear that the heart she has now will leave for someone among the male lead candidates when the original story starts anyway.

So let’s not think about anything.

Because I’m just the villain of the novel.

The villain is a role that hurts the main character and receives hatred, not a role that is loved. No matter how much I struggle, the fact that the villain named Demian has been assigned to me does not change.

It may have been a futile act of trying to break off the marriage so early for my own comfort. After all, the outcome was pre-determined.

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Maybe I’ll remain her fiancée for quite some time, even if the original begins. However, Damian Krause and Elena Edelweiss’ breakup is an absolute thing. There is no way that I, who have not changed even one person’s fate, can twist a major event that becomes a turning point in the world.

I will hurt her in some way and leave.

I just want it to end with a simple ‘farewell’.

So my action now is simply to erase the sense of debt of something that will happen in the future.

“How long are you going to stay like this? Didn’t you decide to visit the lord’s castle together?”

I patted Elena, who was still leaning on my arms, and called her softly.

I wiped away all the tears that flowed.

The corners of her eyes turned a little red, but they didn’t look very swollen. It still looks beautiful in my eyes.

I couldn’t help but notice that my breathing, which had been disrupted earlier, had now returned to the usual stable state, as they were so close together.

“Today’s weather is nice. It is said that you can see the flower garden from here, but it would be better to go and see it for yourself. The scent of flowers blowing in the cool breeze is fragrant. Of course, that is not all to see in the Isilia Pavilion.”

She followed my words and slowly fell from the chest she was leaning on.

Elena’s skin was very fair, so it was obvious, especially when it came to blushing. She lowered her head to hide from me, as if she knew that too.

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Maybe it was because I erased my worries a little, but I laughed as soon as I saw her behavior with a considerably lighter mind. At the sound of my laughter, she crouched down even smaller, but from the viewer’s point of view, it was just cute.

He covered his face with both hands and held out his hand in front of her as she bowed her head.

“So, please give me a chance to get the honor of introducing Isilia Pavilion to you.”

Elena is still silent. I added a few more words to it.

“Come to think of it, I didn’t explain the origin of the name of Isilia House. It is said that the name Isilia was the name of the first hostess of Krauss. Lia Hall has become a space where Kraus’s hostess lives.”

wince-

“Helena. As the fiancée of the next Earl Krause, wouldn’t it be a good idea to learn the way here in advance?”

As soon as I finished speaking, a small hand grabbed my outstretched hand and squeezed it tightly.

As one hand was removed to cover her face, half of her face was revealed.

Her face, uncovered and exposed, was still red, but the raised corners of her mouth and smiling purple eyes were reflected in my eyes.

Looking at that face, the thought quietly entered a corner of my heart that maybe she wouldn’t be the only one to be sad when that day came.