I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 241

Chapter 94: Confrontation

Since the First Era, the Elf race and its bloodline descendants have been continuously battling against All Things Wither, which venerates the Mother Tree.

It is both a noble mission and a loathsome curse.

For thousands of years, countless kin have sacrificed their lives in the fight against All Things Wither, including Janthea’s beloved.

Eradicating All Things Wither seems an impossible task.

Yet, Janthea saw determination in the eyes of the young boy before her, along with a tiny, but hard-to-ignore glimmer of possibility.

Not just Roy, as a mother, she also understood Nia’s talent.

Among the Extraordinary Beings inheriting the bloodline of the Forest Elf, Nia is the most exceptional, even surpassing the once-renowned genius, Ain Violet.

If it’s the two of them, perhaps they really could achieve it—

A spark of hope had been ignited, but at the same time, eighteen years ago, the scene of bidding farewell to her beloved and dear friend cut deeply into her heart, nearly extinguishing her courage and hope.

Janthea struggled to form the words: “No, no matter how beautifully you put it…”

Nia couldn’t hold it in any longer, “Mom, I had no idea the Verdant Council was secretly engaged in such fierce combat against All Things Wither.

Didn’t you always say that as descendants of elves, we must bear responsibility? Wouldn’t it be better to fight tooth and nail against Cultists instead of blindly protecting the Verdant Council while growing stronger?!”

The girl’s words were surprisingly sincere, her eyes shining with the same resolve to resist the Cult.

At that moment, Roy asked for the last time, “Chief, on one side is sacrificing your daughter’s freedom and kneeling to the Cultists, waiting for endless attacks, and on the other is believing that she is worthy of the Forest Elf bloodline and completely ending this unreasonable fate…”

“We’ve already made our choice, now it’s your turn.”

As a mother, sometimes she felt so cowardly, too entrenched in the fear of losing her daughter to break free from it.

Yet, at the same time, a mother will only gather courage for her daughter.

Fear and courage, worry and hope—it was a complex tangle of thoughts in Janthea’s heart, but when she looked into the boy’s steadfast eyes and the hand that had unconsciously clenched tighter, Janthea finally made her choice.

Eighteen years ago, she was too weak to keep up with those two, left only with sorrow and regret.

But now, she didn’t want to repeat that mistake.

After what felt like an eternity of silence, Janthea finally sighed deeply, revealing a helpless but gentle smile: “I agree.”

“So… huh? You agreed?” Nia began to speak, but suddenly her eyes went wide in realization.

“That’s right, I agreed.”

With that second confirmation, Roy finally exhaled in relief, while Nia jumped up, grabbing Roy’s hand in pure joy.

“Roy! Did you hear that? I can stay at the Academy!”

Nia, determined to fight to the end, hadn’t expected her mother to agree so quickly.

In her excitement, Nia instinctively opened her arms to hug the boy beside her, but noticing her mother’s slightly teasing gaze, she lost her nerve and just gave him a quick squeeze before letting go.

Seeing Nia’s smile return brightened Roy’s heart too.

Thank goodness, he won the bet.

He managed to keep Nia at the Academy and reached a consensus with her mother, preventing any strain in their relationship—truly the best outcome.

However, Janthea suddenly became serious again: “Don’t celebrate too early.”

“I said before, it doesn’t matter how beautifully you speak. Cultists cannot be defeated by words alone.”

“If you want me to believe you, you’ll have to show results.”

“Ain and Rowlin were both exceptional, yet they couldn’t completely eradicate the Cultists. Why should I believe you can?”

“Uh…” The boy looked stunned as cold water splashed over him.

But Roy quickly caught on, his eyes glinting: “So you want Nia to do it herself.”

“Exactly.” Janthea paused and then fixed her gaze on Roy, her meaning clear: “Not just her, but you as well.”

“Uh?” Now it was Roy’s turn to be confused.

“Your bloodline, like the Forest Elf, is despised by the Cultists. You and Nia are destined to be the best of allies.”

When the realization struck him, Roy suddenly understood.

Enemies are often the best friends—they could definitely gain an ally in the elf descendants.

But why does it seem like she emphasizes their ‘ally’ relationship specifically?

Janthea narrowed her cold eyes and said, “After saying all those pretty words, you wouldn’t back down now and leave Nia to face this alone, would you?”

Nia, silent, looked over with wide eyes, a mix of anxiety and hope, eagerly awaiting Roy’s response.

Janthea had yet to explain how they were to prove their potential, but it was clear it wouldn’t be easy.

But having come this far with Nia, how could he abandon her now?

Just as Roy was about to respond, the panel suddenly chimed a warning.

【Warning! A fate intertwining with Nightingale has been detected, triggering a counter-fate mission. Every choice you make will alter destiny, please choose wisely!】

【Current counter-fate node: Nightingale】

【Nightingale: Counter-fate Progress】: 20%

Seeing Roy fall into silence, Janthea couldn’t help but frown slightly.

Below the table, the young girl’s hand clutched his trembled slowly.

The counter-fate node seemed like an unavoidable point for being the ‘villainous young master.’ Once entangled, the risks would loom large.

If possible, Roy wanted to maintain distance from the main character of the original story, trying to avoid that counter-fate node as much as he could.

But what does that matter?

This stubborn little nuisance keeps coming back, and he was reaching his limit.

What he had said to persuade Janthea was undoubtedly from his heart.

Whether a villainous young master or False King blood, since he couldn’t escape it, he might as well confront his fate and be completely himself!

Under the table, Roy gripped that trembling hand tightly, then faced Janthea’s scrutinizing gaze, smiling calmly.

“Chief, you’re overthinking it. Please, make your demand. I assure you, both Nia and I will exceed your expectations.”

After a brief moment of surprise, Janthea couldn’t help but smile slightly.

Beneath the composed exterior was such an arrogant little brat—he truly is Rowlin’s child.

“Then take on the Blue Trial at the Magic Academy.”

“Obtain results better than Rowlin and Ain did back then, and I will believe you have the ability to end the Cult!”