Is it not permissible for a villain to enjoy rolling [14]
“Of course! Try.”
“...It's dangerous.”
"Yes?"
I looked at him, confused by the meaning of his words, and at that moment the desk I was sitting on shook, and my body was thrown forward.
“Ah—”
I thought I was going to fall to the ground, so I closed my eyes tightly, but a strong arm caught me.
When I opened my eyes, I found my head resting on a broad chest.
“One of the desk's legs broke.”
Arkil's faint voice reached my ears as a whisper, touching my ears with his warm breath.
“Ah...thank you.”
“…….”
Unconsciously, I found myself in his arms, as if I was sheltering in his embrace.
“So, what did you want to tell me?”
“Lizzie.”
"Yes?"
“I just wanted to say your name.”
His red eyes were staring at me fixedly.
'Oh....'
“That's not bad either.”
I said that, my eyes sparkling with light, and I straightened my seat.
I leaned my back against the wall and silently brought my hands together in eager anticipation.
The sunlight streaming through the window warmly illuminated my whole body, and I looked as if I was truly a holy and flawless saint.
But unlike me, a sly smile filled with evil appeared on my lips.
“Then get on your knees and beg.”
I ordered him in a pure, clear tone and with a meek smile.
“…….”
Arkell stared at me for a moment before approaching me.
With my glowing eyes, I was filled with waiting and anticipation.
"I don't know why you would want something like that... but okay. A deal is a deal."
A sneaky smile spread across my face without me realizing it.
The image of him is still engraved in my mind as he shyly whispered with a flushed face asking me to touch him.
As soon as I remembered his low, trembling voice as he looked down at the ground, I felt my heart turbulent and squeezing with delicious pain.
'Show me this time a body more miserable than that! Be ashamed! Embarrassed! roll! 'Roll more and more!'
My quickened breaths rose until they almost escaped my nose in excitement.
Then I bent down and kicked slowly.
'It has come...!'
Arkel, who was kneeling in front of me, raised his head towards me and opened his mouth to say:
“…Lizzie.”
His voice was devoid of any soul.
“Now...is that enough?”
He looked at me with dead, dead eyes.
'That's not what I mean!'
Is there anyone who begs with a face like this at all?
Then from the beginning, I asked you to show even a little shame before you kneeled down...!
Don't you realize that despite everything, you are the strongest being in this world? Don't you have any pride?
Not every kneeling is called supplication, Lord of Shadows.
‘You should say it with a more compassionate face, in a truer tone, really pleading…!’
This had none of the flavor I was hoping for.
While I was staring at Arkell with a sad and disappointed face, he asked me in amazement, as if he did not understand:
“What’s the matter? Didn’t I do as you wanted? I knelt down and said your name.”
“No... It is true that you did, but at the same time you made a mistake...”
“I don't understand what you're saying.”
His features clearly stated that he did not know.
I opened my mouth trying to explain the matter to him so that he would understand:
“Have you ever experienced a moment like this? A moment in which you felt as if you were going to die from the intensity of hope and burning...”
“It didn't happen.”
He answered without the slightest hesitation, and his face was as hard as a heartless robot, even more rigid than an iron woodsman who had lost his heart.
“Huh... okay.”
I took a deep breath and slowly relaxed my shoulders.
“I'll give you an example myself.”
“…….”
Arkell stood up, his features still rigid and expressionless.
“You have to observe well, and then imitate the sensation exactly as I show you, understood?”
“I'll try...but I don't think anything will change.”
“I told you, look carefully.”
I said seriously, then knelt down in front of him.
I slowly closed my palms together and looked up at him.
Arkell looked at me coldly, without any emotion.
'Sad thoughts, sad thoughts...'
I sank into a gloomy atmosphere that lowered my morale. I slumped my shoulders and my eyes widened with sparkling tears.
“Kick…”
I whispered his name while staring into his red eyes.
It was the weakest sound of pity I could make.
“…….”
“…….”
Arkell didn't move an inch.
“…….”
The situation was very embarrassing.
But I decided to be more impudent.
I jumped up as if nothing had happened, and a bright smile appeared on my lips.
“Okay, now it's your turn.”
“…….”
“Come on, you put in all this effort—”
I tried to pull his arm to kneel, but he wouldn't move.
He was staring at me with a strange face.
'This way, I'll look like the one I begged for!'
She shouted angrily:
“Think you're just a dog, do as I say! You're my property now, understood?”
At that moment, the office door opened violently.
“These are the documents I requested. I knocked on the door but no one answered—”
It was hwan.
When he entered, his mouth seemed to open in astonishment after hearing my words.
He looked at me with trembling eyes.
“…What did you just say…?”
“Don’t worry, Huan, it’s all by mutual agreement between us. We just—”
“No, I won't listen. I don't want to hear that.”
Huan said firmly, and immediately stepped back.
“Don't mind me, just do what you want, okay?”
'We were just going to say we're fulfilling the contract...'
He didn't give me a chance to explain the matter and ran away like that!
I wanted to make it my own, but the opportunity seems to elude me every time...
My excitement suddenly faded when I encountered Hwan's stern face as he shook his head firmly.
'Even after encountering that annoying Gillian Morell, what the hell…'
“I was expecting something...”
She muttered words of regret, and Arkell looked at him thoughtfully.
I didn't avoid his eyes, but met them directly.
Despite my pleading look, Arkle remained expressionless and emotionless.
“You really look like Iron Man...”
“What do you mean?”
“There's a term for people like you. Heartless...”
Arkell stared at me gently and said:
“I don't know what it is, but it seems I disappointed you. Sorry.”
“…….”
“I know I don’t have the talent to read other people’s feelings. I have been like this since I was young. Forgive me.”
Suddenly I felt like I had become a very bad person.
“…It’s okay. I don’t have that talent either, so I know how you feel.”
“…….”
“We're both strange people.”
I smiled at him a little and then turned around.
"Okay, I'll go. That's the end of the deal."
Arkell moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but he quickly closed his mouth.
She gave him a small wave and then left the room.
I felt Arkel's gaze watching me from behind me.
'Okay, now I might as well go back to my room.'
I didn't see what I was hoping for, but it wasn't a complete loss.
I looked at the checks with countless zeros written on them.
I was intending to return to Aliheim later, so I wasn't thinking about collecting money, but having it was better than nothing.
My steps on the stairs were light and lively.
❖ ❖ ❖
Arkell's office room after Lizzie leaves.
Arkle Cain calmly stood there staring at the spot where Lizzie had left.
'We both are strange people.'
Her clear voice resonated in his ear as if it were present.
“There's a term for people like you. Heartless...”
Heartless…
He'd heard the phrase heartless monster many times before, but Lizzie's last words sounded a little different.
Arkell raised his hand to his left chest.
His faint heartbeat could be clearly felt.
If he was heartless, his heart was beating strongly now.
Even in the harshest battles or in front of the Emperor, he had never felt such a feeling before.
Over time, he forgot that even he had a heart.
Now, he felt his pulse again.
'Arkle...'
Imagine Lizzie's face as she calls his name.
Her bright pink eyes, her tenderly lowered eyebrows, her slightly reddened cheeks...
Remembering her expression made his heart skip a beat.
What is this…?
It was a feeling he had never experienced before.
Not like the pain of a magical energy flow.
'Am I tired?'
Maybe he needs to get some sleep.
But Arkle remained standing motionless, unable to move.
“…….”
He slowly raised his hand and covered his mouth, his face flushed.
This is a strange feeling...
Something completely unusual.
The pain was not caused by magic or a sword, but the mere thought of someone caused this agony.
“This is dangerous… one curse is enough.”
That was the moment when Iron Man's heart beat again.
❖ ❖ ❖
I arrived at the door chirping, but found an unexpected person waiting.
“Naran?”
“Lizzie. Long time no see.”
Naran smiled brightly at the sight of me, as he stood leaning against the door with a previously bored face.
“I heard from Huan that you met that idiot? Are you okay?”
He must be talking about Jabalian Morel.
Is this...worrying about me?
'How nice.'
I reached out to stroke his shiny black hair.
“It's okay, it was nothing important.”
In fact, that idiot even snatched his money.
Naran shivered slightly in surprise but did not avoid my touch.
Instead, he placed his head on my hand as if he wanted more foreplay.
Like a cat…
It was a truly beautiful angelic sight.
But what he said next wasn't angelic.
“Did that idiot upset you? Do you want me to punish him?”
His face was still as beautiful as an angel, but he said it without any expression at all.
True, this is his reality.
She smiled softly.
"It's okay. I've punished him enough. If I had known you were waiting, I would have been quicker. Maybe Arkell would have sent me out earlier too…"
When she whispered Arkell's name, Naran's personality suddenly changed from calm to sharp.
“Arkle?”
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Translated by: Snow
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