Seduced the Doomed Villain (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
Even though she was a beauty, her expressionless face and upturned eyes gave a sharp, intimidating impression.
The atmosphere changed when the person with a delicate, doll-like face smiled, her pink eyes sparkling.
“Our sister is pretty, isn’t she?”
Startled—when had the child, who barely reached his thigh, appeared beside him? He hadn’t sensed a thing… A chill ran down his spine.
“Oh… Uh, yeah.”
The young man, who had been staring blankly at Diana as if entranced, struggled to hide his surprise as he answered.
“I don’t like that old man. My brother feels the same, right?”
Ah, so the captain was “that old man,” and he himself was the “older brother.” The young man scratched his cheek, cheered by the honorific alone.
Despite the captain’s infamous reputation for being obsessed with bloodshed, paradoxically, he was also a source of pride for the North.
This was because he never failed to step forward and distinguish himself in wars that the Imperial family or central nobles refused to touch.
When the captain led from the front, the North was safe.
No matter how much the Düverk Knights were called a band of ruffians, every northern knight looked up to them.
It went without saying—almost too obvious to mention—how extraordinary the leader of such a knightly order was, regardless of personal likes or dislikes.
Just as he’d begun wondering if he should share some heartwarming anecdote about the captain…
“I’ll tear you apart if you eat it all.”
What? This kid is scary. The child’s red eyes flashed as he muttered that his sister deserved to meet the most magnificent man in the world.
Whether no one heard the child’s words—or simply pretended not to—hear—everyone continued with their own tasks.
“Noel, come here.”
Noel ran over quickly, just like any ordinary child.
[This is the timeline separator]The search party’s march proceeded smoothly. Since this was a forest teeming with monsters, the knights who couldn’t bring horses walked on foot.
Though everyone initially cast concerned glances toward the child and the woman accompanying them, those looks soon faded.
Despite the difficulty of keeping pace with the large strides of grown men, Diana kept up just fine—and they made no effort to adjust their pace or speed for her.
She herself had insisted not to be treated specially.
The only peculiar thing—if it could even be called that—was how she occasionally clung close to Rodric, engaging in affectionate gestures.
Even when Diana clung tightly to Rodric, the knights no longer showed any surprise.
They merely sighed with resigned eyes, lamenting their fate.
“Rodric.”
Unbothered by the knights’ stares, Diana approached Rodric.
Now that things had come to this, it only made sense to pretend to be head-over-heels in love with him.
She’d already told him as much from the start:
“I’m supposed to have fallen for you at first sight.”
“What?”
“That way, when I touch you, no one will think it’s weird.”
“Do you even realize how strange you sound?”
“I do have some sense of shame, you know.”
“…”
Rodric’s expression hardened, as if questioning what on earth he’d just heard.
Yep, she was clearly branded now as a completely bizarre woman—a pervert, even.
What was amusing was that the knights believed she wasn’t unrequitedly infatuated—rather, they sensed mutual affection between her and Rodric.
Since there was no real reason to correct this impression, they left it alone. After all, consistent contact with a high-quality “remedy” was necessary.
Especially when reading mana—she felt her strength drain away. She gazed into empty space and said,
“A raven seems to be coming, Rodric.”
Moments later, just as she’d predicted, a “Caw! Caw!” echoed overhead, and something glinting fell from above.
“Captain! This looks like the young master’s!”
It was none other than the second male lead’s earring.
“We move.”
The group resumed their march, following the raven. The deeper they went, the rougher the path became, and the monsters grew increasingly vicious.
Where the raven led them, logs lay scattered haphazardly—but there was no trace of the second male lead.
Just how many days had passed already? Diana roughly swept her sweat-drenched hair back.
Ugh, where on earth is that damn second male lead?!
They hadn’t secured clean water for days, leaving them unwashed and filthy. Yet they couldn’t afford to waste precious drinking water on bathing.
Honestly, she’d thought she’d quickly locate the second male lead by reading mana.
But she’d overlooked one crucial fact—this was the Monster Forest.
According to Noel:
“The mana here clashes constantly. It accumulates, collides—creating both mana crystals and monsters. This place is strange. Mana both drains away and appears unpredictably—it’s chaotic. That’s why it’s hard for you to read mana clearly.”
Even more shocking was what came next:
“This forest is poison to cursed individuals. The high-purity mana might drive you mad.”
That was precisely why she absolutely had to keep absorbing Rodric’s curse.
If he went insane, it’d be a disaster—she had no intention of hastening anyone’s death.
At the very least, even if she wasn’t helping find the missing person, she was suppressing Rodric’s madness—which gave her a sliver of conscience.
“We’ll stop here for the—”
Thud. Thud.
The forest trembled. Trees were uprooted; the entire woods shook. Rodric hadn’t even finished speaking before he drew his sword.
From the forest, a mountain seemed to rise—revealing a ferocious reptilian creature, a subspecies of dragon.
Kwoooaaah!—without the slightest warning, the beast unleashed a torrent of flame.
“Everyone, form ranks!”
Even without orders, the disciplined knights instantly formed a protective formation around Diana and Noel.
Meanwhile, Rodric charged far ahead on his own.
A crazed glint flickered in his glowing blue eyes. His lips curled upward with exhilaration at the prospect of slaughter.
Rodric’s condition seemed to be worsening. His back radiated an unnervingly giddy excitement.
It was just another ordinary day. Battle against monsters had begun.
[This is the timeline separator]“Excuse me, Sir.”
“Yes, my lady?”
“Did you usually spend your time like this?”
She’d asked the Deputy Captain, yet it was someone else who jumped in response—was he feeling guilty?
“Spending time?! We’re on active watch, you know!”
I see. So when the boss works hard, the subordinates get to relax.
Diana sat atop a large boulder that had appeared only because of the battle.
Blankly resting her chin on her knees, she watched monster flesh scatter through the air.
Rodric’s movements were so precise they resembled a restrained, elegant dance.
At this level of skill, her second older brother would surely lose. Maybe only her eldest brother could stand on equal footing.
Perhaps because the search had been so grueling, her expression gradually faded away.
Diana had become a beauty as cold as her own liege.
“But are you alright?”
Daren asked, his eyes fixed on Rodric.
“What do you mean?”
Noel was already fast asleep, comfortably nestled in Daren’s arms.
It was bedtime for children in this new land.
“A scene like this must upset your sensibilities, my lady.”
She hadn’t even flinched or screamed the first time monsters appeared.
Even raw recruits froze, legs trembling helplessly before monsters.
It was unexpected that a delicately raised noble lady would remain so calm amid scenes of slaughter.
Ah, well—what else could one expect?
“I’m from the Beatus family.”
“…”
With just those words, Diana shrugged—as if that explained everything.
The Beatus family wasn’t called a house of villains for nothing. They routinely practiced murder, torture, and curses.
Yes—her family could cast curses. Though she didn’t know the exact method, they used mana crystals to do it.
In the original story, the second male lead, Felice Schwarz, suspected the Imperial family—but it was highly likely her own house that had cursed his family.
The Beatus family served as the Imperial family’s attack dogs, handling all dirty work beneath the surface.
To Diana, raised amidst such depravity, mere monsters weren’t frightening at all.
The knights’ expressions turned peculiar upon hearing her words.
“You’ve always stayed at home, miss—surely this harshness is your first time?”
Right. Everyone believed that. Rumor had it she truly was a homebody.
Yet even at home, she’d experienced the world’s cruelty in full measure.
Among the minimal duties assigned by her family were all sorts of trainings.
The fact that they taught assassination techniques—and even stealth arts—said it all.
The training for direct heirs was especially brutal, as if they meant to forge human weapons.
Thinking back calmly on everything she’d endured, she realized she probably wasn’t entirely sane.
That was why formless ghosts frightened her most of all.
Anything with a physical form, she could face with indifference.
“Curious?”
Diana tilted her head slightly, her chin still resting on her palm, and asked meaningfully.
Though her faintly upturned smile caught their eyes, her own eyes weren’t smiling at all.
Why did this young lady, whom they barely knew, carry the same chilling aura as their liege?
Shivering at that coldness, the knights quickly shook their heads.
“Not at all curious!”
“I see.”
At their perfectly disciplined reply, Diana fully smiled.
The battle ended. Rodric planted his sword into a corpse and tossed aside his sticky black gloves.
Diana took the gloves from Daren’s hand and walked toward Rodric.
After a fight, only Deputy Captain Daren was allowed near the hypersensitive Rodric.
But now, an exception had emerged.
“Rodric, good work.”
Rodric took the black leather gloves with an expressionless face. Diana, unconcerned with his reaction, acted warmly toward him.
“See? I cleaned that hand already.”
“…”
She’d mentioned it because he seemed like a germaphobe, but he gave no reply.
“Rodric, are you even listening to me?”
She rose onto her tiptoes and placed her hand against his cheek.
Perhaps because it was night and the air had cooled, her fingertips felt cold. At that chill, Rodric briefly closed his eyes.
The turbulent energy within him gradually subsided.
Rodric, quietly leaning into her slender hand, looked like a docile lamb.
Seeing her tame the beast like a seasoned trainer, the knights’ respect for Diana grew.
The knights tactfully withdrew to give the couple privacy, and the two stood together, sharing a moment alone.
In truth, their conversation wasn’t romantic at all.
“Rodric, I was going to stay quiet so I wouldn’t trouble you—but I really want to wash up.”
“…”
Between his slightly parted eyelids, his blue irises lazily unfurled.
“Aren’t you also wanting a bath? You’ve been drenched in monster blood alone for days now. What good does changing just your gloves do?”
“…Fine.”
This was truly strange.
Rodric’s state seemed wildly inconsistent—sometimes prickly and irritable, other times gentle and obedient.
Like now—even when she poked his cheek with her finger, he stayed perfectly still. That wasn’t like him at all!
“I heard running water on our way here, so there should be a stream nearby. I’ll go ahead first.”
Why not? She turned away, thinking nothing of it—yet hadn’t gone far before she had to stop.
Rodric had grabbed her wrist.
“Where are you going alone?”
His low, calm voice sent thrilling shivers through her heart.
Are you really leaving me behind to go off by yourself? Or was that just her imagination?
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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MANGA DISCUSSION
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Chapter Comments (248)
They’re so cute, but what is this? They’re perverts! You should have closed your eyes. I wanted to see Roderick get jealous 😂😻💗
So Felice hides his mad dog-ness with a smile? I can’t wait to see his crazy side! 😂
I’m sure Diana will be fine. And I hope this makes Rodric start to feel something more towards her 😉
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Noel, noona is disappointed. Lying on a stranger’s lap like that.
Look at this! Felice has already accepted her into the family! 😂
Diana put her grimy clothes back on and returned to where the group was.
Putting dirty clothes on after bathing really is the worst!
“…Felice Schwarz?”
That was easy. Glad they found him and that he’s not dead!
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Miioo
Oh my god, I’m melting from cuteness! They’re so sweet! Oh, how romantic! When will he get jealous of her? 🤭😻💗
Artemtisforaday
The perception of the knights versus what conversation is actually had between Rodric and Diana is great.