I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 125

Chapter 122: Sacrifice

Up high, Roy and his group flew through the night sky, heading against the wind toward the Doomsday Volcano.

More and more A-dragon poured in from all directions, gathering under the banner of the Fire Dragon, forming an enormous dragon army that created an endless canopy of shadows.

Roy couldn’t help but smile wryly.

Their opponent was the dragon that had dominated the skies since the First Era, one of the Seven Heavenly Dragons—the Bloodfire Dragon, Baragas.

Not even during the final boss fight in the original did it get this crazy, right?

A mere villain like him was facing such a grand spectacle; in a certain sense, it was an honor!

In the distance, the Fire Dragon noticed their movement but was lazily coiled at the volcano’s mouth, not treating them as a threat at all.

Why bother doing anything when you could just squish ants beneath your feet?

“If you’re scared, now’s your chance to back out,” the girl in front suddenly broke the silence.

It was impossible to say he wasn’t nervous or afraid.

After all, their opponent was the Bloodfire Dragon, which could incinerate him with a single breath. Roy hadn’t felt this scared since his two lifetimes.

Yet, he had already vowed that even if he were to fail and be ruthlessly crushed by fate, he would struggle until the last second.

“I can’t leave you behind; after all, I’m your sworn knight,” Roy whispered, tightly hugging the girl in front of him.

It was as if he wouldn’t let go until the end of the world.

“…Idiot,” Charlotte sighed with lowered eyes.

Roy was always like this, bearing everything with a look of utter nonchalance, always at her side.

What was just a drunken joke to her, he took as an unbreakable vow.

Like the perfect knight from fairy tales, willing to protect the princess even unto death.

But how could anyone truly be that perfect?

Charlotte could feel the young boy behind her trembling.

He was human too; he could feel fear.

She had just been so caught up in his tenderness that she had overlooked this fact.

But Charlotte never wanted to be a princess.

All this time, Roy had been guarding her. But this time, Charlotte couldn’t compromise.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to believe in the beautiful future he described.

It was just that fate sometimes refused to play fair.

When that moment arrived, she was sure Roy would be by her side till death like a knight.

But if someone had to be sacrificed to bring about a happy ending—

Charlotte turned around, opened her mouth, feeling a torrent of words rush to her lips, but in the end, she only left Roy with a sad smile.

With open arms, she hugged him tightly, as if it was the last time.

“I’m sorry; this time, I’m going to break our vow.”

“The ball… I might not be able to accompany you.”

Roy’s heart sank in dread as he seized her arm tightly: “Charlotte, you can’t—”

But before he could finish, a fireball exploded in his chest.

The blast was controlled just right, causing no harm to him, but it was enough to send him plummeting through the air.

“Charlotte?!”

Roy reached out futilely, but ultimately failed to grab hold of that crimson figure, swept away by the cold winds as he fell to the ground, watching helplessly as the girl sailed toward Doomsday.

After a chaotic spin, Roy fell under the pull of gravity.

Lush jungles hid the night sky, as if obscuring the burning world.

Just like Roy had once imagined.

Crouched in a dark corner, praying that the destined heroine would shield him from all disaster.

But then he realized just how greedy he truly was.

Sacrificing others to survive?

No, he wanted more than just this pitiful life.

Victory, honor, cherished family, and the hard-won bonds with them.

And a dance that belonged solely to him and Charlotte.

Roy stubbornly crawled out of the mud, whistled loudly, and the Golden-Winged Griffin, which had been trailing behind, responded immediately.

He mounted the griffin and stubbornly raced toward the Doomsday Volcano, without a second thought.

In the skies above, griffin knights clashed with countless A-dragons.

An experienced griffin knight could hold off several A-dragons.

But there were just too many enemies.

Hundreds of A-dragons nearly blocked out the sun.

The Cake struggled through the encirclement of A-dragons, sustaining light injuries, until it finally reached the Fire Dragon.

Only then did Charlotte realize just how terrifying the heat emanating from the Fire Dragon was.

Sweat had soaked through her clothing; every breath felt like it was burning her lungs.

Yet her face showed no sign of fear.

Those speeches about protecting the homeland and royal responsibility weren’t entirely false, but what truly gave her courage was Roy.

To protect him, she feared nothing!

“Come on, you ugly red-skinned lizard! Smelling of burnt flesh! Face me, if you dare!”

Baragas, nursing old wounds, had intended to conserve his strength and stay put; after all, he didn’t care to deal with an ant himself.

But even a mosquito buzzing around could be annoying.

The Fire Dragon, coiled at the volcano’s mouth, narrowed its eyes: “Hmph, the Lionheart lineage is as arrogant as ever.”

“I know you humans love to twist dragon-slaying stories into tales of glory to boast about your valor. But the truth is, you aren’t as brave as you think.”

“When I cast your ancestors’ wives and children into the flames, that so-called Lionheart King prayed as humbly as any other mortal…”

“Shut up! Just a coward who hid in the volcano for EIGHTEEN years after losing to my father! You think I’m afraid of you?!”

The crimson vertical slit pupils constricted suddenly; this so-called demigod-level dragon has moods just like people.

But unlike humans, the dragon’s rage trembled the very earth.

“I lost? I would lose to you lowly ants?!”

The Bloodfire Dragon unfolded its wings, unleashing a surge of scorching flames that sent nearby A-dragons scattering in fright.

This wasn’t even a real move; just the simplest action.

If a mere human were caught in this firestorm, they’d be ignited in a second.

Although Charlotte, due to her lineage, had some fire resistance, the excessive heat distorted her features.

But beneath the distortion, there was a hint of a smile.

The distance was enough.

When her father had given her the Flame Blossom, he had said, “This is a treasure meant to protect you; don’t waste it unless absolutely necessary.”

But now, she was going to use it to protect something even more precious than her own life.

To avoid being noticed by the Fire Dragon, she hid her Flame Blossom necklace beneath her clothes.

So when the Fire Dragon sensed the surge of extraordinary power, it was already too late.

The once-dominant Bloodfire Dragon, ready to unleash its wrath, suddenly had its pupils constrict, fear flashing across its grotesque face.

“Damn it, this is…!”

“Die, you big lizard!”

Charlotte yanked the pendant from her neck and hurled it with all her might towards the Fire Dragon!

The crimson sun lit up the entire night, and the world seemed to fall silent in that moment.