The Villain Has Gone Mad For Me - Chapter 83

Killian’s gaze turned cold.

“Do you not know who I am?”

“I do. You are Crown Prince Killian Dietrich.”

“Yet you dare to defy my words?”

Though also a prince, he was different from the openly terrifying Edan.

Killian’s low voice conveyed intimidation with just a few words.

While outwardly giving off a typical proper and neat impression, he was like a solid wall before me. It felt like a massive barrier made of dense rock stood in front of me.

Frightening, but if I sign now, I won’t be able to return to Edan.

Killian, who had been watching me with my mouth firmly shut, spoke.

“I’ll order you again. Sign it.”

“No. I refuse.”

Despite the cold command, I left the paper and pen on the floor.

Killian’s brow twitched at my repeated refusal.

Either way, Killian is on Ivy’s side. I know he’ll take Ivy’s side no matter what I say, but I decided to speak honestly.

“Ivy and I are not like family friends. And I have no desire to go to the temple at all.”

Ivy, who had been clinging to Killian’s arm, sharply turned her head to glare at me.

But that was only for a moment.

“Latieana, why do you keep… upsetting me like this? You and I, we’re practically family.”

This isn’t even funny, really.

“Stop insisting we’re family. You and I have never been family. And you looked for me knowing I would die.”

The corners of Ivy’s lips, which held a gentle smile, trembled slightly.

It seems she had been putting on all sorts of airs pretending to be nice, but now she was flustered that I spoke honestly in front of Killian.

“What do you mean I knew you would die? How could I know such a thing? And why would you die? What are you saying?”

Ivy began to pour out words with an innocent expression as if she knew nothing.

“Ah, that’s right… Latieana, I’m sorry I became the Grand Saint… You must have wanted to be it, I understand your upset feelings. But don’t be like this too much. I also wish you could become the Grand Saint, but what can I do? I have the healing power…”

Ivy was now sniffling, with tears welling up in her eyes.

It was truly absurd, but I couldn’t help but admire her acting skills.

“I’m just as upset and heartbroken as you are.”

Finally, Ivy hugged Killian’s arm even tighter and let tears roll down her cheeks.

“You know, don’t you, Sir Killian? You know how much I’ve worried about Latieana. Sob.”

Me, glaring at Ivy with a dumbfounded expression. And Ivy, bursting into tears.

To anyone watching, I was clearly the villain.

A cruel villain acting out of jealousy, not appreciating the gratitude of a friend who had been searching out of concern all this time.

Killian glanced down at Ivy briefly, then stared at me.

His red eyes, mixed with a calm brown, looked utterly devoid of any consideration.

“So the Grand Saint says.”

Of course. Killian wasn’t listening to me at all and only believed Ivy.

Though it was a conversation unlikely to work, I gathered my courage to speak again.

I’ve endured this far, I absolutely won’t sign anything.

“You know that Saint candidates die in the temple, don’t you? So I absolutely won’t sign.”

At those words, Ivy’s eyes twitched.

“What are you saying…!”

Ivy, the murderer of Saint candidates, was about to pretend to be surprised as if hearing this for the first time, but stopped.

It was because Killian said something unexpected.

“Then we’ll have to confine you until you do.”

What? It was a somewhat incomprehensible statement.

I didn’t say it hoping he would take my side, but if Killian brought me here for Ivy’s sake, he should have been concerned about Ivy.

Because Ivy was pretending not to know that I would die, and was acting like a friend who worried about me like family. Killian probably knew that Saint candidates were dying. But he must have brought me here thinking it didn’t matter as long as Ivy was by his side. However, not only did he not care about my life, he didn’t even consider Ivy who was pretending to worry about me.

I frowned and asked him back.

“Even though your precious Ivy’s friend might die, you’ll still confine me in the temple?”

Killian lowered his gaze and gave a chilling smile.

“If you die, it can’t be helped. That’s also the role of a Saint candidate.”

At those words, Ivy and I both stiffened at the same time.

For me, it was because I confirmed Killian’s attitude of not considering Ivy, and for Ivy, it seemed she didn’t expect Killian to react this way.

It’s strange, even confusing.

What? This reaction. Killian looked like someone who had brought me here determined to kill me from the start.

Even if not killing me, it seemed his purpose was to keep me from leaving the temple.

Ivy intervened in the face of Killian’s cold demeanor.

“…Don’t be like that, Sir Killian. It seems my friend is very scared. You’re not serious about letting her die, are you?”

Ivy spoke to Killian as if she was disgustingly on my side, as if she was worried about me.

Instead of answering, Killian glanced at the attendant, and the attendant put the pledge and pen from the floor back into my hand.

“It’s not that we’re making her die, but that she’ll die from lack of healing power. That’s not my fault, is it? Nor the Grand Saint’s.”

“That may be true, but…”

“It’s natural for a Saint candidate to come to the temple.”

Killian, who had spoken coldly, pulled his arm out of Ivy’s embrace and turned around.

“Lock the door. She won’t be able to leave until she signs.”

“Yes, Your Highness!”

The attendant nodded vigorously. Killian, who had walked a few steps ahead towards the door, turned his head towards Ivy.

“Grand Saint, now you can bestow blessings on me, can’t you? Since I brought your friend.”

“Ah… Yes. I’m coming, Your Highness.”

Ivy, who had been staring at Killian’s back, came close to me and whispered.

“Just in case, don’t expect Prince Edan to come and protect you. As long as Crown Prince Killian is on my side, there’s no possibility of that. You might as well think about your last words if you’re bored.”

“…”

Ivy smiled at me with a sinister smile.

She followed Killian out the door, and the attendant closed it.

Outside the window, it had become a dark night.

All day long, I had been locked in the room on an empty stomach, unable to eat or even drink water.

Thirst came over me.

I pounded my chest and headed to the window. Whether the room I was in was located in the outermost building of the temple, only white stone mountains could be seen outside.

Now that it was night, I could only see the moon above the mountains.

As I blankly stared at the moon, I thought of Edan.

Is he fighting well? Surely he’s not enduring without using his ability in this battle too.

Even if the timing wasn’t right, I should have told him. That it’s okay to heal him. That it doesn’t bother me.

My chest area ached.

He’ll fight well. Edan is the strongest in the original story. When things end well, he’ll smile at me.

As I imagined Edan’s bright smile, suddenly Killian flashed before my eyes.

His eye color was just like Edan’s. Recalling the face I had stared at directly, I think his nose bridge looked a bit similar too.

What is Killian thinking?

To him, my life is nothing. I know he doesn’t care because he has no interest in me at all, but I didn’t expect him to be like that even in front of Ivy.

In the original story, it was after I died, so it might make sense for him to speak coldly.

But I’m still alive, right in front of him, and he didn’t even show consideration for Ivy.

Killian rarely uses his ability.

So is it less effective compared to Hillstain or Dante because there are fewer side effects?

Regardless of that, in the original story, Ivy’s healing power made ability users go crazy for her…

Of course, that was originally my power.

When I heard about the past from Edan, I thought he might have some good sides unlike what I thought, but it doesn’t seem so at all.

He doesn’t seem to be very close with Ivy either.

It would have been good if I could have revealed to Killian that Ivy is a witch…

But without evidence, he wouldn’t believe me. Rather, he’d see me as a bad woman framing my friend as a witch. First, I need to meet Maxium somehow.

I stopped thinking and threw my gaze out the window.

Just then, I saw a knight passing by below the window.

From what I had observed for the past few hours, knights were patrolling below the building at steady intervals.

As I watched the retreating figure of the knight disappear, I carefully opened the window.

Whoosh – The cool night breeze rushed in all at once.

“Ugh. It’s okay. You can do this.”

I had never climbed a building before, but there were some places to step on.

A four-story building.

I think I heard something like that once. That this is about the height people fear most.

“I didn’t particularly want to experience it.”

Looking down without the protective window, I felt dizzy for a moment. It felt like I might develop a fear of heights I didn’t have before.

I quickly turned my head to look at the tightly locked door, then took a deep breath and swallowed.

“Surely Ivy won’t come at this timing.”

She must have schedules as the Grand Saint too.

I lifted my skirt and slowly extended one leg out the window.

And that’s when it happened.

A clattering sound was heard from outside the door.

Startled, I raised my head that had been turned towards the window. The doorknob was moving frantically as if about to break.

Damn it, what the hell! Did she really come at this timing?

After leaving me alone all day, right at this exact moment? Are you kidding me?

My heart pounded loudly.

The fear of falling was one thing, but I couldn’t let Ivy catch me trying to escape.

With a pale face, I quickly turned my body and pulled my other leg out of the building.

“Huh, where is it! It was definitely around here…!”

Awkwardly clinging to the building, I hurriedly looked for another foothold, and just as my toes were about to reach it.

Bam! The door flew open.

“Eek!”

“Ahhh!”

The other person and I screamed at the same time as our eyes met.

“Ma-Maxium?”