[Full] The Villainess Just Wants to Live Quietly! (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 11
No matter how I thought about it, I couldn’t just stand by and watch Roel and Noxia drift apart like this.
I pulled myself together and grabbed Noxia’s arm.
“Wait, hold on!”
Noxia turned around with a puzzled expression. The moment our eyes met, I involuntarily gulped.
I had to handle this carefully. Right now, I was the only one who could bring together Noxia—the beloved heroine known as the Saintess—and Roel.
“Noxia, I think you’ve misunderstood something.”
“Misunderstood? What exactly?”
“His Highness the Crown Prince isn’t that kind of person.”
“You heard him yourself just now! He approached us without any genuine feelings. Weren’t you hurt too and trying to escape that situation?”
I hadn’t realized my silent, cautious movements might have appeared that way to Noxia.
‘Could it be that because of me, Noxia couldn’t hold back any longer and confronted him?’
My head throbbed, but I forced myself to stay focused.
If I didn’t fix this now, I might lose the chance forever.
“I don’t know where you heard it from, but His Highness is thinking long-term. As you well know, for a nation to become a great power, imperial authority must be strengthened.”
“Even so…”
“And didn’t you see His Highness’s face just now? From what I’ve heard in rumors, isn’t he incredibly handsome?”
For a moment, I felt Noxia and Askan both staring at me, bewildered.
Was it too sudden to praise Roel’s looks?
But it was true—handsome was always better!
“What I mean is, you’re judging His Highness based only on a narrow, one-sided view!”
“M-me?”
“Yes. His Highness is a sword prodigy who began training at age five and a strategist who’s never lost a mock battle. And that’s not all! His sorrowful eyes, lips as red as roses—there are countless noble ladies in the capital who fall hopelessly in love just by meeting his gaze.”
“I’ve heard those rumors too, but…”
“Then you know just how promising His Highness is, right? Whether it’s intellect or swordsmanship, there’s nothing lacking. He’s simply ambitious—that’s all.”
Noxia stared at me, bewildered at first, then her expression suddenly changed as if she’d realized something.
“Sister… could it be that you actually like His Highness the Crown Prince…?”
“No!”
I blurted it out before I could stop myself. I didn’t need this unnecessary misunderstanding.
I took a deep breath to calm myself and continued.
“It’s absolutely not that. I just hate seeing you two misunderstand and avoid each other. Our house absolutely cannot afford to drift apart from the imperial family.”
“I don’t intend to publicly distance myself from His Highness either. But after hearing those things, how can I genuinely interact with him?”
“That’s exactly why it’s a misunderstanding! Don’t you trust your sister?”
Emphasizing the word “sister,” I coaxed her gently, and Noxia hesitated, unable to reply further.
In the original story, Noxia had always wanted to build a good relationship with Tanasia. Even beyond the novel’s plot, from our past interactions, I knew she genuinely wanted to get along with me.
I didn’t want to exploit that, but the kinder I was to her, the more likely she’d listen to me.
“Let’s just give His Highness the Crown Prince another chance to talk. Okay?”
My own survival mattered, but I couldn’t just stand by and watch the two protagonists drift apart.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Noxia answered with a slightly softened expression.
“Alright. If that’s what you want, sister, I’ll talk to His Highness once more.”
“Good thinking! Let’s go back right now to where—”
I was about to suggest returning to the exact spot where we’d just parted ways with Roel.
But at that moment—
Click-clack. Someone approached us swiftly through the imperial garden where we stood conversing.
“Lady Brelrop! There you are!”
The sudden arrival was a noblewoman lavishly adorned from head to toe.
‘Who is she?’
I couldn’t identify her just by her face. But Noxia recognized the noblewoman and greeted her warmly.
“Madam Tearu, what brings you all the way here?”
“Have you already forgotten? You promised to show me your water-manipulation ability earlier. Many people are eagerly waiting to see you demonstrate it.”
“Oh!”
Noxia finally remembered her promise.
Hearing Madam Tearu’s words also brought back a scene from the novel I knew would soon unfold.
‘Oh no!’
In the original story, Roel and Noxia first met at the ballroom. Their strong first impressions of each other happened for a very specific reason.
The secondary villainess, who despised Noxia, had planned to set off an indoor firework precisely when Noxia demonstrated her water ability, intending to humiliate her.
While showcasing her powers before countless nobles, Noxia would be startled by the loud firework explosion and scatter water everywhere—and Roel would be the one who instantly shielded her from the drenching spray.
Roel appearing like a prince on a white steed before Noxia in her moment of distress.
I’d planned to watch that romantic scene from afar…
‘This is bad!’
If this event happened now, the story might deviate from the original plot.
Panic surged through my mind like an alarm blaring.
“Noxia!”
She turned to me, startled by my urgent call while speaking with Madam Tearu.
“How about talking to His Highness before heading back to the ballroom? I don’t think dragging this out longer will do any good.”
Madam Tearu shot me a disapproving glare. She seemed displeased that I was stopping Noxia from returning to the ballroom with her.
Just from that look, I could tell she treated Noxia and me completely differently.
“Should I really? But people are waiting for me…”
Seeing Noxia hesitate, Madam Tearu quickly seized the opportunity, linking arms with her.
“You mean His Highness the Crown Prince, the star of tonight? He’ll surely come to the ballroom anyway—why not just meet him there?”
She wasn’t wrong. Even if we returned to that spot now, I couldn’t be certain Roel would still be there.
But if I let Noxia go back to the ballroom like this, the crucial event meant to happen today might unfold differently.
Knowing the original plot better than anyone, I felt my insides burn with anxiety.
“Now that I think about it, Madam Tearu is right. Sister, don’t worry—I’ll talk to His Highness again when I see him at the ballroom.”
“But still…!”
I desperately wanted to hold Noxia back, but no good excuse came to mind.
While I hesitated, Madam Tearu led Noxia toward the ballroom.
Watching Noxia disappear among the throng of nobles filled me with conflicted feelings.
‘What should I do?’
If Roel didn’t appear as he did in the original, how would the story unfold?
It felt like an unimaginable reality was unfolding right before my eyes.
Would Noxia really be humiliated as the villainess wished, becoming the subject of everyone’s gossip?
In the original, Tanasia would’ve rejoiced at her misfortune—but I wasn’t that person.
All I wanted was a quiet, prosperous life; I didn’t wish even the slightest bit of unhappiness upon Noxia.
‘I’m going crazy.’
My options were limited, but I couldn’t just stand idly by while the story veered off course.
“Askan.”
At my call, Askan, standing just a step away, responded.
“Yes.”
“I need you to do me a favor.”
“A… favor?”
He sounded surprised by the word “favor.”
Thinking about it, in a master-slave relationship, “command” might’ve been more appropriate. But there was no time to dwell on such details now.
“Go inside the ballroom right now and tell Lady Crisha I’d like to see her.”
“Understood.”
“Lady Crisha looks like…”
“I know. She occasionally visits Brelrop Mansion.”
“Oh, right.”
Leiana Nain Crisha.
The secondary villainess of the original story, who hated Noxia—and thus had been friends with me, the original Tanasia. We’d practically conspired together against Noxia.
She was the mastermind behind tonight’s scheme to humiliate Noxia at the imperial ball.
She must be watching somewhere, waiting for the perfect moment to set off the indoor firework. My top priority was to distract her and buy time.
“If possible, keep Lady Crisha from going anywhere.”
“I’ll do my best.”
As Askan turned to leave, his usual blunt self, I instinctively grabbed his sleeve.
He looked back at me, puzzled by my sudden action. Given the urgency, I had no choice but to emphasize again:
“Please do your absolute best.”
For a moment, Askan’s eyes grew oddly intense. After gazing at me silently, he replied in a low voice.
“Understood.”
With that, Askan swiftly disappeared into the ballroom—to find Leiana, as I’d asked.
Now, I had only one thing left to do.
Find the male protagonist, Roel.
Though things had started off wrong, I still wanted to ensure Roel and Noxia had the same good first meeting as in the original.
“Where on earth are you?!”
I scanned the imperial gardens and the ballroom but couldn’t find even a shadow of Roel.
My anxiety burned hotter—time was running out. Soon, Noxia would demonstrate her water ability before the nobles.
Just as I hurried frantically through the ballroom—
I finally spotted Roel standing by one side, conversing with several nobles.
“Your Highness!”
I called out loudly and hurried toward him.
Unlike in the original, Roel wasn’t near Noxia. I couldn’t pinpoint exactly what had changed, but if left as-is, they definitely wouldn’t meet.
Roel noticed me and seemed to recall our brief encounter in the garden earlier.
“Back in the garden…”
“Yes. I’m Tanasia, eldest daughter of House Brelrop.”
“You seem urgent. Is something the matter?”
“Not really. The situation earlier seemed like a misunderstanding, so I wanted another chance to speak with Your Highness.”
“I thought I’d lost the opportunity—this is fortunate.”
Roel naturally excused himself from the surrounding nobles and approached me.
I quickly gauged the direction where Noxia was and started walking. Roel had no choice but to follow.
“Where are we going?”
“My younger sister was with me earlier at that spot too. Wouldn’t it be better if we three talked together?”
“Ah, that makes sense.”
Roel agreed, seemingly convinced my suggestion was reasonable.
As we neared Noxia, I saw water from multiple glass goblets rising into the air like an inverted waterfall.
Fortunately, Noxia was still demonstrating her ability.
Roel, seeing this spectacle for the first time, watched her with visible fascination.
It seemed I’d brought him just in time. As long as things continued like this, their meeting wouldn’t deviate completely from the original.
‘Phew, that’s a relief.’
I silently exhaled in relief.
‘Askan must’ve successfully kept Lady Crisha occupied as I asked.’
I’d sent Askan precisely to handle the worst-case scenario—what if I couldn’t bring Roel in time.
Since the firework hadn’t gone off yet, it seemed Askan had carried out my request well.
‘Once the firework explodes shortly, the romantic scene from the original should play out.’
Even if, by some chance, the firework didn’t go off, it wouldn’t matter.
Noxia had avoided humiliation, and Roel seemed slightly impressed—so the earlier incident could be recovered.
Either way, I had nothing to lose, so I relaxed and watched Noxia’s demonstration.
Just then—
I heard the voice of Roel’s subordinate, Reigald, who’d approached unnoticed.
“Your Highness.”
Roel turned his head, pulled away from watching Noxia’s display.
Reigald leaned in and whispered something, suggesting they had urgent matters to discuss. Roel listened with a serious expression.
Pop! Boom!
Right at that moment—the firework exploded.
The indoor firework decorating the imperial palace’s ceiling was beautiful, yet enough to shatter Noxia’s focus, who was still inexperienced in controlling water.
“Aah!”
I saw Noxia lose control over the water and panic.
I quickly checked on both Noxia and Roel. Because the timing of the explosion had shifted, it seemed Roel wouldn’t be able to save her this time.
‘No! If this happens, everything’s been for nothing!’
Desperate, I deliberately tripped Roel, who stood beside me—doing anything to get him closer to Noxia.
But the story took a completely unexpected turn.
Stagger. Roel stumbled forward just a single step. Meanwhile, Noxia belatedly regained her composure and gathered the water that was about to scatter everywhere into one spot.
Whoosh!
The water suspended in midair poured directly onto Roel’s head.
The ballroom instantly fell silent as the night’s main attraction, Roel himself, got drenched.
And I was the most shocked of all.
‘Oh…’
I knew instantly.
This was truly ruined.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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Isn’t he is being cute, just let him be …ufff….