I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 734

Chapter 116: True Fatherly Kindness and Filial Piety

After establishing a plan to oppose the church and reclaim Alice, all factions began to move swiftly.

Meanwhile, Roy was just chilling in his room, feeling a bit stir-crazy these past few days, only focusing on regaining his strength.

Fortunately, someone was visiting tonight to break the monotony.

“Honestly, whether it’s your lineage or your power, you’ve done way better than I imagined.”

Karl’s compliments were awkward but sincere.

Back in Lionheart City, Karl had laid out a roadmap for Roy’s efforts, and now, Roy’s successes on that path had far surpassed his expectations.

While feeling pleased, there was also a hint of concern in Karl’s eyes.

With great accomplishments come heavy burdens.

Just raising the “Iron Blood” to Sequence 6 was enough to say a lot.

Not one for flowery words, Karl finally expressed his thoughts succinctly, “You’ve worked hard.”

Roy smiled, “I guess it’s not too bad.”

“At least I’m not alone.”

Karl paused for a moment, then a gentle expression came to his face.

He looked up, gazing through the window at the pitch-black night sky.

The stars twinkled, with some shining brightly, yet there were always lonely stars hung in the corners, swallowed by the darkness of the night.

“What I worried about the most is you following the same path as Roland.”

“Loneliness is the cruelest suffering.”

“Looking at it now, that worry seems a bit unnecessary.”

In a rare teasing tone, Karl added, “You certainly have no shortage of friends, especially female ones.”

Roy scratched his head, chuckling awkwardly.

He hadn’t even noticed it happening; such charm was hard to resist.

“The biggest regret I have is not being able to help her back then, but this time, I won’t make the same mistake.”

“In the battle against the Sword Saint, I will personally assist the Sage.”

Roy opened his mouth to dissuade, but didn’t.

The conviction in the other’s eyes was as unwavering as iron, as fiery as flame.

When dealing with a seasoned knight who’s been tested by the battlefield, what’s needed isn’t tender pity but respect.

And when it comes to a father…

“Thank you, Father.”

“Haha, between fathers and sons, there’s no need for thanks.”

“That’s true, but just because we’re father and son, let me express my feelings a bit, okay?”

Saying that, Roy pulled out a crimson magic sword, cradling it with both hands and handing it over to Karl with care.

Karl’s gaze shifted slightly as he recognized the sword’s quality, “This is…”

“Just as you said, Alice is already at Sequence 4, and that’ll be a tough battle. You should keep this sword.”

Roy shook his head, “To face the Sword Saint, you need this more than I do.”

“As for Alice, that girl was raised by me; I have my ways to deal with that.”

Now that Roy had reached Sequence 6, combined with the “Unquenchable Fire,” his full-force strike would be enough to rival the “Blood Furnace Sword.”

But to deal with a Sequence 4 angel, that would still be insufficient; he’d likely need the Blade of the Former King, making the magic sword rather superfluous.

But Karl was different.

The ordinary “Iron Blood” lacked decisive offensive power, and the “Blood Furnace Sword” just compensated for that.

Perhaps it wouldn’t be enough to defeat the Sword Saint, but it could definitely create an opening for the Sage.

Reaching this point, Karl didn’t refuse and accepted the “Blood Furnace Sword.”

A Sequence 5 extraordinary weapon could easily be treated as a family treasure by any noble.

No knight could resist a sword, especially when it’s a heartfelt gift from their own child.

However, just as Karl accepted the magic sword, the two shared a heartfelt gaze, reveling in the warmth of fatherly kindness and filial piety, an eerie giggle suddenly pierced the air.

“Hehe! Blood! I want blood!”

“Uh, slurp! This blood, let me have a taste… yuck! It’s so bland! No flavor at all!”

“Ahh! Not the False King, I won’t eat that! Bro, let me try yours, please, just one bite! Just one bite!!!”

The magic sword twitched slightly, seeming to resist, and finally rolled around in Karl’s hands, causing quite a commotion.

Karl’s lips moved, but he still managed to smooth things over with high emotional intelligence: “… I heard that intelligent weapons are quite impressive these days.”

But can’t they be bloodthirsty?! You’re picky now?!

It should be pretty rich; the extraordinary blood of “Iron Blood” should be quite heavy at the silver level.

Honestly, Roy was a bit curious about what his blood would taste like to the magic sword.

Frustrated yet amused, Roy had no choice but to preemptively feed the “Blood Furnace Sword” some blood to fill it up nicely for Karl to use whenever.

Once Karl left, the room fell silent.

The room was still the top-tier guest room used for the candidates of the Saint, but without that golden figure, it felt extraordinarily empty.

Even with the “Cold Avoidance” spell, lying in bed only brought a sense of desolate chill.

Looking at the empty pillow beside him, Roy chuckled at himself, “Feels like I can’t live without Alice now.”

Unexpectedly, the door swung open.

Four girls rushed in like a whirlwind, instantly filling the night’s emptiness.

“What are you guys doing here?”

“Then should I leave?” Charlotte shot him a sidelong glance.

“Not that we came specifically to keep you company; we wrapped up our tasks and were bored, so we… What are you laughing about?”

“Laughing at you for taking too long to get to the point.” The elf girl snickered.

Nia crossed over beside Charlotte, opening her arms sweetly: “Afraid you’d be lonely, I specifically finished things and rushed here to keep you…”

“…to keep you company, exactly like your senpai~”

There’s always someone stronger.

Leanna had skipped all niceties and made herself comfortable by plopping down on Roy’s bed, wrapping her arm around his.

“Feeling lonely, huh? If it’s too much to handle, crying in your senpai’s arms is totally fine, you know?”

The warmth of the girls’ company was delightful.

But why did the atmosphere feel a bit cold…

Until suddenly a wolf head popped out, forcibly displacing Leanna, and Roy realized the last girl’s chilling, piercing blue eyes were fixed on him.

“Let’s get down to business.”

This statement abruptly cut off the girls’ chatter.

Roy guided them to the living room, which he had anticipated.

They each had their own tasks to handle, and now taking time to gather meant there was a new development in recent events.

Sure enough, even Nia had put away her playful demeanor and said seriously, “White Harbor is about to take action.”

Leanna nodded in agreement, adding, “Yeah, both the Temple Knights in the city and the high-ups at White Harbor have gathered in the east, especially since the sailors have all returned to their ships.”

“All signs indicate that they’re about to set out tomorrow.”

This meant that it was time to make a move.

Once Alice was taken back to the Eastern Continent and placed under house arrest, the hope of rescuing her would diminish significantly.

Roy wasn’t in a rush; instead, he prioritized asking Charlotte, “How well are our preparations going?”

You can’t hope for a perfect strategy, but to win, you must be fully prepared.