I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 226

Chapter 79: I Don’t Want to Die Socially!

The Reverse Fate Point was the key to Roy’s ascension of the False King bloodline, and also a necessary condition for unleashing the Blade of the First King against enemies in a one-for-one trade.

This thing was like a nuclear weapon, best not to use, but essential to have, and the more the merrier.

Meanwhile, he also scored the Certificate of Kingship, sourced from the bloodstone of the last True Ancestor.

This was also a must-have for the advancement of the False King.

Though this was a shared trophy between him and Nia, she seemed more obsessed with the process of treasure hunting and didn’t really care much for the treasure itself.

If Nia truly wanted the bloodstone, he could easily compensate with other treasures.

With the completion of these two major goals—the Reverse Fate Point and the Certificate of Kingship—Roy finally secured the path for the ascension of the False King and felt more confident about the future.

Otherwise, relying solely on the Iron Blood’s power, he wouldn’t stand a chance against cultists, let alone enemies of the caliber like the Black Claw.

However, besides that, Roy had an unexpected gain.

<Title>:

<Sword Demon>: The legend of slaying the thief Black Claw spread among the Adventurers like wildfire, and his demonic figure instilled fear in underground forces. He helped the weak and was ruthless to his enemies. From now on, Adventurers will see you as a model, while underground forces will see you as a demon; the name <Sword Demon> will echo throughout the Academy City.

<Reputation>: +1000

The original intention of hiding his identity was mainly to conceal the False King bloodline to avoid being targeted by cultists.

Looking back now, that decision was indeed very wise.

Who would have thought that the thieves’ guild would be in cahoots with cultists?

Roy had already experienced the strength and oddities of the cultists, and the most important thing was that these pests were as hard to eradicate as an unquenchable wildfire.

The old senior, Lolin, had suffered greatly from being hunted by cultists, and Roy did not wish to follow in her footsteps.

Thanks to taking action as the Sword Demon this time, even if the cultists resented him, they would only target the ethereal Adventurer <Sword Demon>, and wouldn’t come looking for trouble at the Academy.

What do they have to do with Roy when they’re looking for the <Sword Demon>?

With that thought, Reid and the others’ boasting actually helped spread the name <Sword Demon> even further, making it easier for the cultists to divert their attention, leading them to search in vain.

Probably the deed of ‘slaying the Black Claw with a single sword’ was too unbelievable, so Reid wisely changed the topic.

“But besides the <Sword Demon>, these two kids also performed quite well!”

“Especially that little girl! Quick reactions, plenty of experience, and excellent scouting abilities. Before the <Sword Demon> showed up, she even had several rounds with the Black Claw!”

One of the Adventurers excitedly declared: “Miss Nia, if you hadn’t engaged the Black Claw, we wouldn’t have made it until the <Sword Demon> came to our rescue!”

“Let’s toast to her!”

“To Nia Molly!”

The Adventurers shouted Nia’s name, all raising their cups for her.

Upon being called out, Nia immediately patted her head, grinning like a flower, proudly straightening her back, her chest swaying with the gesture, almost wanting to tilt her nose up high: “Hehe, just a little thing, just a little thing.”

Nia joined the Adventurers in raising their cups, not breaking up the celebration but instead appearing to thrive in the lively atmosphere.

The girl downed a cup of honey wine with gusto, then laughed heartily, but with slightly moist eyes, tilted her head to look at Roy: “But the strongest is still our <Sword Demon>, right?”

Roy felt a sudden surge of shyness under her gaze.

The young boy maintained his usual serious expression: “Of course, after all, he’s an A-rank Adventurer.”

“I heard in the end it was actually him who saved your life. The <Sword Demon> won’t come to your rescue every time; you should be more careful from now on,” Roy couldn’t help but caution her, lest this girl gets too cocky.

“Really won’t he come?” Nia murmured softly, a joyful smile creeping on her lips.

The celebration of the Adventurers continued. When it came to drinking capacity and experience, the students lagged behind them a bit.

As night grew deeper, the atmosphere of the Adventurers’ Guild became even more raucous, while the students either prepared to return to school or one by one collapsed drunk on the floor.

Roy could hold his alcohol well, but he was also quite restrained. Although he wasn’t someone who particularly enjoyed partying all night, seeing Nia in high spirits, he figured it wouldn’t hurt to join her just this once.

To his surprise, after several rounds of clinking cups, Nia didn’t become entranced in the Adventurers’ revelry. Instead, she came back to him holding two cups of liquor.

“Want to go out and get some fresh air?”

“Sure.”

Roy took the cup and followed the girl to a corner by the window, away from the clamor.

Nia seemed to have had a bit too much to drink, her face flushed, her eyes glistening, with beads of sweat trickling down her forehead, sticking strands of hair to her. Her originally pretty face looked like melting honey, or rather, like fine honey transformed into some alluring brew.

She didn’t speak, merely gazed at him with a smile, as if having something significant to convey.

Feeling a little uneasy under the girl’s gaze, Roy oddly asked, “What’s up? Is there something on my face?”

“Wrong answer. You’re missing something.”

“Ah…”

Roy realized, touching his bare neck, momentarily speechless.

After all, that was the gift Nia had given him. Even though it had already lost its power from blocking the Blood Clan phantoms, he hadn’t been able to bring himself to take it off.

Surprisingly, after the battle with the Black Claw, the obsidian shield pendant that had always hung around his neck had vanished.

Roy felt half regretful and half apologetic: “Sorry, I must have lost it earlier while dealing with the thieves.”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Nia flicked her finger, and he saw the obsidian-carved shield pendant dangling from her fingertip.

Roy’s eyes widened in surprise: “You found it?!”

Just as he was about to take the pendant from her, Nia swiftly moved her hand away.

“Guess where I found it?”

“Oh…”

He recalled that when he had set off to deal with the infiltrating thieves, the pendant had still been attached.

So that meant…?!

Gazing into Nia’s eyes that seemed to hold all secrets, Roy felt his mouth go dry, and for a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

The identity of the <Sword Demon> was a secret, and a dangerous one. Especially since the <Sword Demon> had already acted in front of cultists, he might have already been targeted. If Nia got involved, she’d be dragged into the cultists’ murderous intent as well—

But most importantly, Roy didn’t want to die socially!

The aloof, silent swordsman, the top Adventurer of the Lionheart Kingdom—such exaggerated titles sounded downright embarrassing!

In the identity of the <Sword Demon>, it seemed he had donned a mask, but in reality, he had removed the mask, let loose, and satisfied his childhood fantasy of being Batman.

But if his identity were to be exposed, Roy’s embarrassment would resurface.

Especially with Reid and the others concocting all kinds of ridiculous rumors. Not only would they claim he was incredibly powerful, but they’d also say the <Sword Demon> was handsome and was undoubtedly a legendary figure with unspoken connections to various beauties in the Academy City…

Completely tarnishing his reputation!

And Nia herself had a playful personality; if she were to find out he was the <Sword Demon>, she’d probably tease him to death!

“Oh, isn’t that Roy? Not off slaying dragons to rescue princesses today but out killing villains, huh?” “Or are you off to some girl’s house for some fun?”

Just as Roy was at a loss for words, Nia burst into laughter and waved her hand: “Look at you, all nervous. I actually found it near the camp.”

“Next time, keep better track of it,” Nia said, extending her wrist, returning the obsidian shield.