I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 559

Chapter 106: Fortunately, Roy is Dead

“I want to see Saar!”

“It was agreed he would handle Roy, but where is he now? He’s not even at Snow Wind Castle!”

In the lord’s hall of Snow Wind Castle, Winter held back his rage and questioned.

The remaining cultists exchanged glances, and finally, one spoke up: “Your Highness, Lord Saar has returned to the Silence.”

That one sentence rendered the imperial prince speechless.

He covered his face, wanting to explode more than once, but looking at the blank-faced cultists, he knew shouting at them would be pointless. He could only sigh deeply.

Useless! All of you are useless!

What’s with this “Necromancy Sect” and “Sorcerers” promising so confidently, and this is the result?

Killing a little brat is so hard? What use are you?!

“Your Highness, please do not worry,” a nearby knight advised, “at least you’ve taken Snow Wind Castle.”

“True. Now we just have to deal with those demon folks.”

The Sequence 5 demon general and the elite undead troop — if they lay in ambush properly, Xue Nuo wouldn’t escape.

Winter’s only concern was that they might accidentally kill Xue Nuo, which would be a real loss.

Not only because of his possessiveness over Xue Nuo, but also because the royal family needed her bloodline and intended to use the border count’s daughter as a scapegoat against humanity’s enemies.

Just then, the undead general returned to the hall with a crowd of undead.

Without time for pleasantries, Winter hastily asked, “Where’s Xue Nuo? You didn’t kill her, did you?”

“No, she’s still alive,” the undead general replied in a deep voice.

The silver-haired prince’s expression slightly relaxed, but then he heard the general add, “Xue Nuo led her troops to escape.”

“…Huh?”

Winter’s expression completely froze; his heart sank into the abyss.

“It’s all because of a knight named Roy. He exchanged his life for this outcome.”

Hearing the news of Roy’s death made Winter’s mood shift slightly.

What a fool. Even if you won Xue Nuo’s heart, in the end, you still end up like this, unable to have her?

That’s what happens when you stand against me!

Chuckling to himself, Winter quickly snapped back to the present, a headache starting.

According to plan, the undead general was supposed to intercept Xue Nuo and the representatives of the border nobles. Even if they couldn’t capture her alive, they had to severely injure her and the nobles.

Taking this chance, Winter would then issue a proclamation to frame Xue Nuo for colluding with the demon race and cultists, using the royal name to justify launching a campaign against the traitors.

If it weren’t for Roy, Xue Nuo would never have escaped — and if she did, it should’ve come at a massive cost. But now, everything was off-script.

This little brat, dead and still irritating me one last time!

At least, it better be the last.

Winter suppressed his inner fury, projecting royal authority as he looked at the undead general: “Thank you all for your assistance.”

“But now, I’m afraid I must ask you to leave quickly. The imperial family wishes to avoid any visible association with you.”

Xue Nuo would definitely come back with the nobles of the border under the pretext of punishing the traitorous humans, reclaiming Snow Wind Castle.

The demon race had completed its planned role, and next, Winter naturally wanted to distance himself from them as much as possible.

However, the response he received was cold and unyielding: “I refuse.”

“What did you say?”

“I refuse to withdraw our troops. Your Highness, we will be stationed at Snow Wind Castle, helping you fend off Xue Nuo Andweiss’s army. Meanwhile, we will set up a new magical array to welcome the King of the Undead. So, Your Highness, you don’t need to worry.”

After a moment of confusion, Winter felt an unusual anger.

“Don’t joke with me! You think I’ll allow…”

“I don’t need your permission.”

Sword and blade were drawn, spells swirled.

The undead and the royal guards faced each other, ready to unleash their abilities.

But the undead general’s blade was already raised, cold steel pressed against Winter’s throat first.

Despite being in a subordinate position, the undead general looked down with a sneer.

The royal guards numbered only a thousand or so, and even he was only Sequence 6.

Realizing he was outmatched, Winter, though furious, could only endure and say, “This isn’t what we agreed on!”

“Plans have changed, haven’t they? The ‘Sorcerer’ is dead. Without his necromantic spells, our demon army cannot return to the Demon Realm. So instead, we might as well make ourselves useful.”

The royal family, cultists, and demons formed a tripartite balance.

In human society, royal authority had the upper hand over cultists, which is why Winter wasn’t afraid of Saar rebelling. And since Saar controlled the necromantic spells that determined if the demon race could stay in the human realm, Winter felt at ease letting the demons in.

It wasn’t until now that Winter realized without Saar, he couldn’t suppress the demon race, and their appetite was far beyond what was planned.

Letting in a few thousand demons was one thing.

But welcoming the King of the Undead? Inviting a high-tier extraordinary being?

They couldn’t possibly want to disrupt the Desperate Defense Line…

Thinking of this sent a chill down Winter’s spine.

If things developed that far, not just the empire, but all humanity would be under serious threat.

“You think the Winter Empire will agree to that?!” Winter mustered his courage and shouted.

All he received in response was a cold sneer.

Just as the undead general said, humans’ consent was meaningless.

No conqueror ever cares about the permission of the conquered.

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Further south of Snow Wind Castle, the climate gradually warmed, and the cold currents started to vanish. As the border folk settled in the hospitable land, it formed the city of Silent Wind.

This was also the only place in the empire’s border that was unbothered by the cold wind, and it was the largest city in the border, with over ten thousand soldiers providing logistics and support to various border fortresses.

Now, Silent Wind City had fulfilled its mission perfectly, becoming the best refuge for Xue Nuo and others.

The warriors were resting and regrouping, while the civilians were thankful for having escaped catastrophe.

However, in a room, the Silver-Haired Girl gazed out the window with an air of lingering melancholy.

Even with her brows lowered and lips pursed, her injured left arm still bandaged, the girl’s beauty remained like pristine snow, calm and serene, almost like a stunning ice sculpture.

Yet, this lost expression made those who cared for her feel a pang of heartache.

The silver wolf lay disheartened by her side. The old count hesitated to speak, unsure how to cheer her up.

First it was Snow Wind Castle, then Roy — these consecutive blows were not something that could be cured with mere words.

But just then, the city gates rose. A squad of Winter Iron Guards entered the city.

That was the rear guard unit.

The Silver-Haired Girl’s brows twitched; before the silver wolf could rise, the old count lifted his head and stood up, hurrying towards the city gate.

She wasn’t looking for the first time to see if she could find the Black-Haired Boy among the incoming troops.

But this time, disappointment struck her again.

The old count embraced his wife, and the warriors exchanged playful insults, rejoicing in their reunion.

Xue Nuo gave a slight nod, showing her condolences to everyone.

But after that, until all the others had passed through the gates and the gates slowly closed, she still didn’t see the Black-Haired Boy.

Amidst the greetings and laughter of the reunion, only the girl’s sigh drifted away with the snow wind.