There is a common denominator between the villains of romance novels and the men of capitalism in my previous life; It is their intense passion for human benefit.
'As long as you are useful, they will keep you alive, and if your usefulness fades, they will get rid of you.'
Rather, did not the ruler of Genesis say that in ancient times?
'Tarandia is heartless, Balthazar is easily deceived, Pavel is greedy, and Bolivier is unruly. As for Tillard, she is that imaginative family that moves among them like a butterfly...
This is how he described the five families that won the ruler's love.
Oh, and by the way, this is love itself; Because of his intense love for his children, he began criticizing them from the first page of the Bible.
In any case, the character of the five families was inherited and very strong.
The humans of the Tarandian Imperial Family do not originally have hearts, so don't expect blood or tears from them.
...And for this reason, I am now kidnapped by this evil one, dragged after him like a canary in a mine.
“Don't be so afraid, Miss Tillard.”
The villain had this beautiful, refreshing smile on his face that reached his eyes.
“Since our destination is the same, we will go together. My presence does not bother you, right?”
“Hohoho, impossible, Your Highness. I’m so happy we’re together like this.”
“I'm glad we agree, Miss. Let's take this opportunity to become closer.”
The life of the nobility did not differ from the complex social life of the liberal professions.
Both are similar in that one mistake can kill you.
'I have survived for now, but if I don't prove my usefulness properly I might be killed.'
But one cannot mortgage one's life to a madman.
So, Lillian peeked at the black-robed knights guarding him.
'Shadows' band.
A special task force belonging to the Balthazar family, maternal uncles of the First Prince.
It was a group of powerful people who only obeyed the orders of the First Prince alone.
The First Empress was very much in love with the Emperor.
But here too, the Teilhard family played a prominent role; They allied with the Pavel family and worked hard to plot the First Empress until she died as a result.
And the First Prince, this villain, naturally found himself in a weak position in the power struggle.
'It's natural that he hates me because I'm from Tillard.'
But?
As the Genesis Ruler said, 'Earth Balthazar' are famous for being easily fooled.
'In other words, they are soft with others'
So, I might be able to gain their trust a little.
What is the basic characteristic of the noble lady and the self-employed person? It is to watch intelligently to seize chances of survival.
As evening approached, the first opportunity arose—
One of the shadows grumbled as he set up the camping tents.
"Yes-!"
“What's wrong?”
“Damn, my artifact is broken.”
It was a Knight of Shadows, with black eyes and dark blue hair tied up, growling as she took off her ring.
“Damn, it looks like that monster scratched him.”
Lillian's eyes sparkled.
'It's Zhan Balthazar'
From the branch of Duke Balthazar's family, isn't she the famous strong one in this group?
Lillian was encouraged and approached her. Always remember, a crisis is an opportunity.
“If you don't mind, can I take a look at it?”
As soon as Lillian finished speaking, the shadows threw hostile glances at her.
Squeak —, squeak —
Some of them even started to partially pull their sword out of its sheath as a threat.
And by the way, Lillian was very happy.
'Yes! 'Everyone really depends on them'
In truth, it was difficult to trust mercenaries in either their morals or their skill.
As for this!
To be protected by guaranteed knights for free until I reach the border?
This is pretty cool, and worth trying to calm their guard down.
Lillian took out a magic torch and a bottle containing resin from her bag.
And when I took out the flame, which reaches a temperature of 1400 degrees in an instant without needing to charge, the shadows were a little confused.
“Do such things usually come out of Mademoiselle Nabila’s bag?”
“She is from a holy family.”
“No, but she's a Tillard anyway.”
Yes, that's Tillard. The pinnacle of custom control artifacts.
It is funny that Lillian is the direct descendant of that family.
No matter how disgusted the shadows were, they could not ignore the words of the daughter of that high-class (and scumbag) family mentioned on the first page of the Bible.
In the end, Lillian took the ring from the reluctant knight.
“You're using an antique ring, right?”
“Uh…yeah, kind of”
“There is a crack, but fortunately the inner circuit is intact.”
Is the circuit broken? If it was, I would ask for money to fix it.
Because its failure may cause a loss of ability and lead to the death of its owner.
However, this amount of damage is minor.
Lillian's hands began to move quickly.
‘First, I will coat it in resin.’
It is the transparent adhesive that prevents accessory parts from falling.
‘Next, I will use the torch to heat it a little until it hardens.’
This first aid is the most that can be done currently.
“That's all I can do here, but you'll have to fix it properly in the city later.”
“Huh… cough, thank you.”
“You're welcome”
Lillian smiled sweetly.
“Anyway, this is the most I can do...”
Based on this, I trust that they will share my dinner with me. At that moment, Lillian heard a melodious voice from behind her.
“Hmm, you seem to have such a talent?”
He came. Passive attack question, this villain's trademark.
This beautiful, charming man tilted his head while smiling.
“Wasn't your sister Iris the one running the antique business?”
“That's right. I only have some very simple skills.”
Lillian lowered her eyes and smiled sadly.
This was the pattern Lillian would follow until she reached the border.
I'm helpful, but not very helpful.
Because if I am too useful I will be exploited, and if I am too useless I may be killed.
“Haha, yet it is amazing. Why don’t you come to me instead of running away from your home?”
“Oh my God, Your Highness. Why do you say that? My heart is shaking so hard even if it is just a passing statement.”
Do you think I'll be fooled?
The heroes of romantic novels do not have mercy on any woman except the “heroine.”
Especially this man, he hates those who exceed their ambitions more than anything.
'If I told him that we hate the same people so let's be allies, he would kill me immediately, claiming that I was suspicious.'
Let me bear it a little.
My bag is still full of sleeping pills!
* * *
Late at night, as the lights went out in the camp—
“Hmm. Hmm.”
Evren hummed lowly.
At his feet, the remains of an assassin's clothing that had faded due to his ability remained.
At that moment, Elias Balthazar, the black-haired swordsman and his right-hand man, appeared out of the darkness.
“…Your Highness, are you okay?”
“I was just having fun with the guest sent by the Empress.”
Isn't it cruel to monopolize control stones like this?
“Your Highness, do you really trust Lillian Taillard?”
“What’s the problem? She says she knows a race of control stones.”
“But-”
“I won't lose anything if I watch her for a few days.”
And if she is lying, I will give her time to sort out her life before it ends.
And by the way -
“Does a person usually do things like this if their fiancé cheats on them and messes with another woman?”
— Evren has not had human emotions since birth.
He knows how to smile cutely, but...hmm.
He does not know the difference between humans and things.
So, when it comes to understanding the human psyche, he relies on his assistant Elias.
“…Isn’t she famous for being in love with her fiancé of ten years?”
"so what?"
“When the person you love gets into a scandal with your cousin, you are very likely to lose your mind.”
Evren smiled and narrowed his eyes.
Indeed, he does not understand.
“Oh, right… this time, you pushed the controllers back, right?”
“Yes. I have secured enough distance for you not to be disturbed.”
“…….”
“Your Highness-?”
“Hmm...nothing”
Evren shook his head briefly.
The 'Annihilation Ability' was the most destructive of all the abilities.
But a little while ago, his instinct was whispering to him.
...There is a beautiful smell.
There is a dominatrix I like.
I want to touch her. I want to own it.
I want to destroy it.
Every time he saw Lillian Tillard, he seemed to hear that voice.
This doesn't make sense.
'Shall I try testing it a little?'