The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

252 – Scene 252# I Don’t Know Men

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“That’s-.”

I was about to say it was a mistake, but I stopped.

Now, if I tell the truth that I thought it was Bella, the situation will only get worse.

Blanchet is a talented person skilled in infiltration and assassination. There will be no one more suitable than her for her her her her her special unit that will secretly contact her demons.

She is also suitable for the role of keeping track of Bella’s movements when necessary.

If she notices that I am becoming her her devil her her her, her her her her most difficult opponent her she is her her her her Bella her her her, so it is quite reassuring to have someone in charge of her. Therefore, in many ways, it is good for her to maintain a gentle relationship with Blanche.

I decided to give in one step.

“Tsk… Touch in moderation.”

“Think of it as paying the penalty for trying to disgrace me.”

Okay. I think it’s more bearable considering it’s a punishment.

After she gave me permission, Blanche started touching my body from behind.

“This place… ?”

“It’s the nape of the neck.”

“Then where is this place?”

“It’s my collarbone.”

“Pretty solid… “I see.”

“It’s natural because it’s a bone.”

“Not only the bones but the overall body seems to be strong. Are you still exercising?”

“Okay.”

“Hmm…”

Blanche was lost in her thoughts her, with her her hand her in her her imagination her her her.

If Helga or anyone else had seen this, there would have been an uproar, but fortunately, there were only two of us in the cave. However, the situation of a woman with outstanding beauty like Blanche groping my body like a blind person was somehow unfamiliar.

“Surely… A man’s body is very different from a woman’s body.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. No matter how much I trained, these muscles did not become strong.”

Blanchet’s chest pressed against her back. Perhaps because she was wearing clothes that hugged her body, the skin her felt vivid.

She felt that pleasant softness and sympathized with what she said: a woman’s body is very different from a man’s.

“Men are amazing…”

Blanche muttered while playing with my waist.

At first, I thought he was just touching my body for fun, but he became quite serious.

Come to think of it, it would be safe to say that for Blanchet, men are like unknown creatures. Her life as an assassin who worked alone in the dark and as a bodyguard for the duke’s daughter was naturally far from that of a man.

The only man I’m close to is Tristan. It’s just a pity that it wasn’t just a relationship, it was a bad relationship.

Because I understood Blanche like that, I didn’t feel particularly bad about treating her like an unfamiliar animal I had never seen before.

On the contrary, I felt sympathy and asked implicitly.

“Blanchet.”

“Yes?”

“Do you want to know about men?”

“Oh, yeah… Yes!?”

Blanchet’s hand her her, which had been tracing the area around my ribs her, stopped. Then she asked back in a trembling voice, as if something was broken.

“That is…” Wow, what kind of questions are you suddenly asking… Are you afraid?”

What kind of question is this?

“I asked because I thought you didn’t know the man.”

“How can the Count tell you that!?”

“… “I didn’t mean to tell you.”

I couldn’t see Blanche’s expression because I was behind her, but I could see her her bewilderment her. Above all, even though her hands were still, her breasts that were attached to her back she were trembling.

Only then did I realize that what I said could be taken to mean something different in some cases.

“Also… “Are you not enough to be Miss Bella and want to put her hands on me as well?”

“I have never laid a hand on Bella. Rather, isn’t what you are doing now putting her hands on me?”

“Ugh?!”

Blanche was speechless. But she had her secret weapon.

“So… “Didn’t the Count start first?”

“…”

It was true that it looked like he had seduced her under the table, obviously unintentionally. She couldn’t fight back at this point.

But what shocked me was Blanchet’s next words

“Do you think the Count is mad at me?”

“Tail… “What?”

For a moment, I thought I had heard wrong.

I asked back without realizing the sudden expression. Seeing my reaction, Blanche seemed convinced that her prediction was correct.

“Don’t even think about hiding it. I heard everything from Helga. “The Count is upset when he sees Helga.”

“…”

Is it you again?

I had to clench my eyebrows and close my eyes tightly due to the pounding headache.

“Gwae, are you okay?”

“… No. I just had a brief headache. Rather than Blanchet. Do you know what that means and write it?”

“Yes?”

Blanchet seemed to have not expected my question at all and started to blurt out.

“Uh, uh… I vaguely heard from Helga that when men see an attractive woman, they feel that she sucks… “Oh, is it not true?”

“It’s not wrong, but…”

“Then… “Are you mad at the Count for seeing Lady Bella or Helga?”

“… That’s not it.”

“Yes? Then Wendy-.”

“Crazy… No.”

“Yes?”

“Absolutely not.”

“?”

Blanchet seems like she doesn’t understand at all.

It seems that Helga arbitrarily instilled strange knowledge into her, who had almost no knowledge of s*x.

‘I really can’t let down my guard…’

Now I see that the biggest variable in this game was Helga.

“I advise you not to use that expression anywhere.”

“… Are you saying that I should only use it in front of the Count?”

“That’s not it… Do whatever you want. “I clearly warned you.”

“Then what should I use instead of saying it sucks?”

“Just… Say you feel attracted. That would be much more accurate to what you want to say.”

“Indeed… I see.”

Blanche nods as if she understands. Looking at it, I felt like cold sweat was running down my spine.

I don’t know what the hell I’m teaching. Was there ever a heart-pounding moment like this after Wendy’s night shift incident?

I didn’t think I should talk any more, so I quickly changed the topic.

“So are you willing to cooperate with me?”

“Ah, did you say that you would subdue the demons on the border of demons?”

“Okay.”

I already gave a rough explanation. However, I was so shocked by the fact that I was fooled by my disguise that I thought I might not have heard correctly, but I guess I was listening correctly.

The conversation went well until Myohail, but I was a little nervous because there was no guarantee that Blanche would cooperate. However, the answer was lighter than expected.

“Yes. If that is the case, we will cooperate.”

“… Are you sure it’s okay?”

“Of course, I think I’m a bit strange. When you say the devil, you should feel fear and repulsion, but when you say that the Count will become the devil, you understand something.”

Was it because I had been playing a villain all this time?

Neither Myohail nor Blanchet had any particular objections to the idea of me becoming the Demon King.

For me, it was convenient because I didn’t have to persuade, but I wanted to hear the real reason.

“If I become the devil, there is no reason for you to cooperate, right?”

“Hmm… I don’t know, but maybe it’s because I’m not human. This body is almost like a demon, so it’s not strange that he doesn’t have any objection to the existence of a demon lord. If that’s not the case…”

“Or?”

“Ah… No. This is a slip of the tongue. Please forget it.”

As I watched her shake her head, a fact suddenly occurred to me.

“Besides, you didn’t hate me.”

“Yes?”

“I thought you wouldn’t cooperate because there was a lot going on.”

My bad relationship with Blanche has been around for a very long time.

No matter how much time has passed and progress has been made in her relationship, it is true that there was a time when she almost got killed.

Blanche thought for a moment and then opened her mouth.

“… If I hated the Count, I wouldn’t have become Miss Wendy’s teacher. Also, when the young lady was trapped in a dream, she would not have asked the Count for help. Therefore…”

She took a deep breath and looked directly at me and said.

“I no longer hate the Count.”

“…”

As soon as I heard those words, I felt comforted.

How hard has she worked to survive all this time? It was heartbreaking to think that the hard work she had done to change her reputation was being rewarded by becoming the infamous Tristan.

It was a refreshing experience to hear it through the mouth of Blanche, one of Tristan’s death flags.

As I was immersed in the lingering thoughts, Blanche gasped. She said and threw up her hand.

“Of course, that doesn’t mean I like it! “If you have some strange misunderstanding, it will be difficult.”

“No. “I didn’t misunderstand.”

“You really shouldn’t misunderstand. The Count is the benefactor who saved the young lady. So it means I don’t hate it!”

“Okay. “There is no need to explain.”

“I can’t help it because of the grace I received. That’s it. Do you understand?!”

“… I understand.”

When she saw Blanche praying for her, she seemed to be relieved of her heavy mood.

I was glad that the story went more harmoniously than I expected.

I was worried that the story might become a bit heavy due to the weight of being the devil, but Blanchet willingly joined my plan.

He just said this at the end.

“Promise me just one thing.”

“What?”

“Don’t make Miss Bella sad. Then I’m willing…”

Blanche held out her hand as if to shake hands.

“I will join you in the Count’s play.”

It was by no means an easy request, but I will try desperately to make it happen.

“… “I promise.”

“Heh… Then I am already an accomplice.”

I thought it ended well with a handshake like that.

“By the way, Count.”

It’s not over yet.

“If… My appearance sucks… No, do you find it attractive?”

“What?”

“It’s a shame, but I don’t know. Sane… So, how I am seen in the eyes of men.”

Needless to say, Blanche’s appearance was outstanding. Therefore, it was a funny question to others, but seeing her serious expression made me take it seriously.

Maybe she really cared.

She was raised as a cold-blooded assassin by the Ruel Bertha family and lived as a murderous tool. Isn’t she trying to live a human life little by little, as a woman, with Bella by her side?

I spoke in as soft a voice as possible.

“People… Everyone has charm.”

Since I haven’t lived her life for long, I can’t give her a grand answer.

However, she can at least give her support as she is about to step into her new world.

“From that perspective, you are a very attractive woman.”

“Is that so…”

Blanche nodded her head in understanding.

However, the words she added were not the words that would come from the mouth of a convinced person.

“Then… “As long as you just touch it, it’s okay.”

“…Hmm?”

“That… Since the Count is also a man, I think he can find me attractive. So please from next time! “Please speak privately.”

She, who was usually blunt and expressionless, was turning her gaze here and there.

Was Blanche like this? Even I was embarrassed.

“Ah! It’s okay to touch, but no lewd stuff. You must follow the line!”

Based on Blanche’s concept of chastity that I’ve observed so far, I’m worried that she knows what it means to be obscene. Sure enough.

“That means you shouldn’t touch it over bare skin! Instead, from now on, when I wear these clothes…”

Blanchet was somehow embarrassed, but she had a patient expression on her face. She covered her slender body wrapped in tights with her hands and muttered in a low voice like a mosquito.

“That… Just accept that it’s okay. Oh, do you understand?”