I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 465

Chapter 11: Wanting More Attention

A shrill scream echoed through the sky, and electric sparks tore across the heavens.

A ball of lightning plummeted like a kite with a broken string.

The disemboweled Thunder Hunter collided with protruding tree branches, getting pierced and riddled with wounds before it fell into the mire.

It roared, ready to unleash another burst of electricity, but the Black-Haired Boy was quicker, hurling his spear and completely piercing its head.

The swamp’s master struggled like a dead fish for a moment before collapsing into the mud, never to move again.

Roy wiped the sweat from his brow and rubbed his numbed arm, feeling like he’d exerted himself just enough.

Now, with the boost from the Evil Dragon Blood Armor, he could elevate his bloodline ability to nearly the level of Sequence 6. Even against a Sequence 6 head-on, he wouldn’t be at a disadvantage.

Against something like the Thunder Hunter, which wasn’t good at close combat, he could dominate.

Of course, the dragon scales and Steel Bones weren’t much help against lightning attacks, which was a considerable hassle. Even an ordinary Sequence 7 or Sequence 6 Iron Blood would struggle against that.

But with Blood Regeneration, Roy could take the hits.

Yet, his worries never centered on the Thunder Hunter.

The real headache was the monster that had driven the Thunder Hunter mad.

Roy didn’t find a teacher who showed up to work drunk very reliable.

Fortunately, with Alice’s strength, even if she couldn’t defeat a Sequence 6 beast, she could at least protect herself and escape. Additionally, this time Alice was wearing the Brilliant Brooch, which could withstand a full-force strike from Sequence 7.

As long as she didn’t do anything foolish, there shouldn’t be much to worry about.

The logic made sense, but just the thought of Alice not being by his side made it impossible for Roy to calm down.

After dealing with the Thunder Hunter, the young boy hurried towards the direction of where Alice was.

And at the edge of the swamp, it wasn’t until he saw the distress signal flare that Enwei dispatched a familiar to inform the students that their training exercise was over and to set off into the depths of the swamp.

——————————

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

Tentacles charged at her rapidly, like a centipede soaring through the air.

The Blonde Girl twirled her sword, slicing through the approaching tentacles with sharp sword light, her feet moving like a gale, dodging the enemy’s attacks while gradually closing in on the monster.

The mithril sword was much sharper than her previous steel sword, and Alice was quite pleased with it.

Seeing that single tentacle attacks were useless, the Mind-Eater gave a cry while countless tentacles fell like a massive net from the sky, trapping the girl within.

However, in an instant, silver light erupted, blazing white.

Like a swirling moonlit slash, it exploded forth.

With a sharp ringing of her sword, filthy blood rained down from the sky.

With just one strike, she tore through the Mind-Eater’s gigantic net.

A look of human-like fear appeared on the Mind-Eater’s octopus head, while the Blonde Girl remained expressionless, radiating a murderous aura as she turned from defense to offense and charged at the enemy.

She could win.

This creature’s strength, speed, and even defense weren’t strong—it was at the bottom tier of Sequence 6.

Yet her Seraph could elevate all-around abilities to the peak of Sequence 7.

Even if she couldn’t overcome the chasm of lower-tier opponents, as long as she could strike with the mithril sword bestowed by her master at a vital point, she might just be able to kill it.

Determined, Alice raised her sword and charged towards the overwhelming tentacles, transforming into a streak of light.

The brilliant white sword shadow turned into a storm, ruthlessly chopping down every tentacle blocking her path.

Before the tentacles even hit the ground, the Blonde Girl had already reached the Mind-Eater.

Got it—?!

Just as she was about to bring her sword down, Alice felt a sticky sensation beneath her feet, and her stance faltered.

The once relatively flat ground had somehow turned into a mire.

Magic? It can create swamps?!

And that octopus head finally broke into a sinister grin, having succeeded in its trap.

In an instant, the battle flipped.

Tentacles came at her in succession, firmly binding the girl’s delicate limbs like iron chains.

Then, the eerie glowing gaze shrank tightly towards her eyes.

A chaotic supernatural wave surged forth, and Alice’s eyes lost their focus in an instant, her struggle ceasing as her mithril sword fell to the ground.

Looking at the infinite darkness before her, the girl couldn’t help but feel regret for her earlier carelessness.

Her power and speed weren’t enough, indicating that her opponent’s true strengths lay elsewhere. This was the most fundamental principle of fighting as an extraordinary being, yet she had momentarily let her guard down and fallen into the trap.

Moreover, she was now under an illusion…

Alice gritted her silver teeth in frustration, but felt helpless, struggling to maintain her consciousness and not be consumed by the chaotic power.

The duel within the illusion lasted no more than a moment in reality.

But once she lost consciousness in the illusion, her real body would lose control, and that would be the end.

However, just as Alice was trying to keep her mind awake, an unexpected sight burst into her view.

It was the Black-Haired Boy, her one and only master.

“Master…”

Even knowing it was an illusion, Alice whispered, unconsciously reaching out her hand toward the front.

But beside the boy was not herself.

The Red-Haired Princess snuggled up next to him, first reaching for his hand, her feelings palpable.

Watching the two gradually walk away, Alice instantly forgot it was an illusion and ran after them.

“Wait, wait a minute…!”

Clearly so close, yet she could never catch up.

Just as she thought she would finally grasp the boy’s other hand in mid-air,

the Blue-Haired Elf Girl sidled up and took her position on the boy’s other side.

The Brown-Haired Witch lingered behind him, blocking his figure.

Amidst the throng of girls, the Black-Haired Boy kept smiling, seemingly very happy.

Yet, in that happy scene, there was no trace of her.

His gaze never once turned toward her.

Alice silently lowered her hand and clutched her chest.

Knowing full well it was an illusion, she felt as if a hole had been opened in her heart, leaving her vacant and cold.

Indeed, it wasn’t just an illusion.

In reality, her master was indeed drifting away from her.

He had always looked at them so gently, yet had never looked at her with that gaze.

That was, of course, natural.

She was just an ordinary maid, unremarkable.

Yet they were the noble Lionheart Princess, the pure-bred Elven descendant, and the stunning Witch Senior, shining stars twinkling by her master’s side, lighting up his world.

Even if her master’s focus was drawn to them, even if she couldn’t enter his gaze, it was entirely reasonable…

Absolutely reasonable.

But she didn’t want it this way. She didn’t want to be left behind by her master.

Even if that was the most natural future, even if she was just a maid, she still wanted her master to look at her more, more, more!

In the illusion, countless tentacles were slowly pressing toward her heart’s most vulnerable spot, like a cage.

But just when those tentacles were about to pull her completely into the depths of the illusion, Alice suddenly reached out her hand towards the boy.

A brilliant white flame erupted from the girl’s chest, roaring fiercely, burning away the twisted illusion into nothingness.