I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive

58. The Protagonist Can Do Whatever He Wants

[Ogilvy Reed, the great villain with the soul of a transmigrator, finally met his end under the bullet of another villain, ending his life of sin. However, dying while holding a beautiful girl in his arms, one could say he met a fitting end.]

Such a script did not flash through my mind, nor did any cast list pop up, stating Ogilvy Reed (Sacrificed) — playing himself.

Because I didn’t die, no matter how weak I am, I could still feel it: Rasputin’s shot didn’t hit my chest, but at the moment I pushed and brought down Kefir to protect her, it hit my shoulder instead.

Since I didn’t die…

“Ouch ouch ouch! It hurts so much, I’m dying, I’m dying!”

I really wanted to act tough in front of Kefir, but I don’t have the protagonist’s capital, and this pain is like wanting to spit out all my internal organs!

“…Charlatan!?”

Kefir’s voice, distorted with worry, snapped me back to reality! Before I knew it, she was holding me, who had fallen to the ground. Me holding Kefir? That’s not in the script.

I can’t pretend anymore, who has ever heard of a Long Aotian who gets shot while saving a girl? But I didn’t come back just to prevent Kefir from “leveling up through injury,” I also came to assist her!

“I’m fine.”

Struggling to ignore the extreme sourness that assaulted all my senses, I immediately spoke up.

“They’re using firearms from the Rossiya Empire, there’s no time to explain, just think of it as a very fast, unblockable projectile by magic barriers! This thing can only shoot in a straight line, watch the barrel, and dodge left or right! You can definitely do it!”

A musket is nothing more than a “cultural attack” — taking advantage of Kefir’s ignorance of firearms. Now that I’ve explained the secret weapon of the Rossiya Empire in advance, that thing in the Russian’s hand is no different from a fire stick to Kefir.

“I got it! Shut up, you idiot!”

I was completely oblivious to the faint sobbing in Kefir’s voice.

“I’m not dead, why the panic, my dear? The important part is coming up!”

“Then, when the Rosian people try to steal your treasure, you must reclaim it immediately.”

In the blink of an eye, I saw the script change: [Rasputin took advantage of Oglethorpe’s injury and, with his minions, took a certain treasure from the relic.]

How could I let the villain take Kefir’s treasure? I had to remind her immediately!

“It doesn’t matter…”

“What do you mean it doesn’t matter!? That’s something that could level you up…”

“Shut up! Play dead properly! Charlatan!”

Kefir’s scolding instantly tamed me, no problem, boss, whatever you say.

Then, she hesitated for a moment, and… casually tore a part of the stockings wrapped around her thigh, using it as a makeshift bandage to quickly dress my wound.

A bandage made from a beautiful girl’s black stockings, truly delightful!

I didn’t dare to thank her out loud, after all, I finally saw how gloomy Kefir’s face was at that moment. Just as she finished bandaging, the Rosian Empire trio happily emerged, and Kefir turned around.

I saw one of Rasputin’s minions carefully holding a huge azure magic stone, undoubtedly, that was Kefir’s “level-up trophy”!

[A rare magic stone, its properties melding with Kefir’s magical attributes!]

That’s what the script said!

“Kefir, next you just have to grab…”

“No need… cough cough…”

Kefir’s originally deep, angry voice slowed down when she spoke to me, eventually turning into… a complex emotion that I couldn’t quite understand.

“I should have been the one protecting you, I’m sorry for losing face in front of you just now. Next, you just wait…”

Wait? Hey, Kefir, don’t treat the musket bullets as a joke! No matter what, I have to prophesy immediately, and at least tell you some of Rasputin’s movements, so you, looking unwell, can win steadily…

I didn’t get a chance to explain, as Kefir had already briskly walked towards the three of them.

“Yo, Miss Kefir, we’ve spared your life, and you haven’t run off with your lover yet? By the way, this gemstone is really big, tsk tsk, since it was our Rosian Empire that found it first, it belongs to us. We’ll take it back and remodel it into a toilet lid for Lady Letty.”

In my line of sight, Rasputin had already raised his gun, his face smug and sinister.

“If you take one more step forward, that would be stealing~”

“Do you think I’m planning to steal that kind of thing now?”

Before she could finish, Kefir had already stepped forward.

[Bang]

The gunshot rang out immediately! I had to look at the script to remind Kefir! How could I let her face three alone!?

[Kefir narrowly dodged the first lead bullet.]

However, just as I finished reading the script and was thinking about how to remind Kefir to dodge, I looked up and saw Kefir…

With a flourish and a clank! Amidst a shower of sparks, Kefir emerged unscathed! But the script on my end had taken a new turn!

[Kefir didn’t dodge, instead cleaving the bullet with her sword.]

“I have no interest in what you hold, I’m simply here to trouble you.”

“Sukarno, what are you waiting for!? Take down this woman!”

In a moment of tension, Rasputin immediately signaled his henchmen to open fire, but…

[Kefir struggled to withstand the gunfire from the three.]

The script in my mind depicted this scene, yet after Kefir’s effortless dodging, it changed.

[Kefir easily evaded all the bullets.]

…Is this what being a protagonist is like?

Forget it, I’ll keep quiet. After all, a protagonist with such an aura can do as they please, changing the script as if it’s a game.

In the blink of an eye, Kefir had closed in on the three from the Rosian Empire! A henchman about to draw his weapon was blown away by a cold gust conjured by Kefir’s magic, and then, taking advantage of the moment the henchman holding the magic stone was caught off guard, she lifted her skirt for a spinning kick, sending him flying while catching the magic stone.

Only Rasputin was left, and the script clearly stated: [Rasputin’s onslaught left the weary Kefir struggling to cope.]

But this time, I wasn’t worried at all, because… the magic stone had fallen into Kefir’s hands, and in the next instant, it burst forth with an incredible cold light, slowly merging into Kefir’s body, which she seemed to sense and chose to accept without resistance.

The protagonist had obtained their treasure, what would happen next didn’t need my direction.

“Sukarno, you wretched woman!”

Rasputin threw a punch, but the moment his arm touched Kefir, his arm and shoulder were frozen solid!

“It doesn’t matter if you give me the item, but it came flying to me on its own, huh, don’t blame me. And then…”

Following that, Kefir turned her gaze to the two henchmen who had just been sent flying and were now realizing something was amiss, starting to panic.

“Dare to touch my people, none of you will escape…”

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