I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 621

Chapter 2: Roy’s Struggles (4k words)

Initially, when invited to give a speech as the grade representative, Roy flatly refused.

Firstly, he preferred to keep a low profile.

Secondly, he was too lazy to write a script and memorize lines.

Why waste that time when he could be cuddling with his sisters at home?

However, his sisters were not having any of it. Last year’s representative, Charlotte, was unwilling to show up, while the Student Council President, Leanna, secretly arranged it, and the director of studies, Xue Nuo, strongly insisted that he take the stage.

In the end, even the Sage sent a letter asking him to serve as the representative to set an example for the freshmen.

Upon reflection, his resume was indeed somewhat intimidating.

Even disregarding the Sword Demon title, just with the Trial of Blue and having repelled their teacher involved with a Cult, he was already ahead of others by a considerable margin. His former Student Council member status was also quite a bonus, and even the single stain of nearly failing due to poor grades was washed away by his perfect score in finals.

Had he unknowingly become a model student?!

Thinking this way, he felt a sense of obligation to take on the job of giving the representative speech.

With a newfound joy of being a good student, Roy accepted the task.

Yet now, he was being stared at by a crowd of freshmen with strange looks, and it hurt a bit.

But whether good or bad, everyone was slightly intrigued by Roy, who had been praised to the high heavens by his seniors.

Even after the opening ceremony concluded and the students began to disperse in an orderly fashion, some gazes lingered on Roy.

One look later, and he witnessed a more astonishing scene.

Surrounded by members of the Lionheart faction, the red-haired princess approached Roy of her own accord.

For nobles, whom one walks with and who takes the initiative to approach is trivial detail, yet it reveals a lot.

Moreover, Charlotte, despite seeming authoritative, turned bashful as soon as she made contact with Roy, which couldn’t be hidden at all.

Armed with knowledge of the customs of the Lionheart Kingdom, the freshmen were not too surprised, though they felt a tinge of disappointment.

This dude really has a secret connection with the princess!

But what happened next was downright baffling.

A fragrant breeze swept by, like a fairy from a fairy tale, as a blue-haired elf girl flashed past the crowd.

Many were about to fall in love and dive into a sweet first crush, yet they helplessly watched the elf girl dash to the other side of the black-haired boy.

Before they could regain their senses, the graceful and dignified Student Council President sauntered over, joining in and teasing the boy.

With silver hair like snow, ice-blue eyes, and accompanied by a silver wolf, the blue-dress lady emerged like a flower on a high mountain, silencing the noisy students.

She had an aura known as “teacher.”

In broad daylight, sharing whispers with a bunch of girls, weren’t they just asking for trouble?!

After the initial shock, some switched to faces poised for a good show.

But as the silver-haired woman approached the boy, her aura noticeably softened, the icy winds turning into gentle snowfall. Instead of scolding, she praised him for the earlier speech.

The boy even had the leisure to scratch his wolf’s head, totally unfazed by tension.

The joy he felt when first meeting all those girls was now utterly replaced by despair.

“Senior! I get the logic, but why are all the school beauties surrounding him?!”

“I want to know too! How did he manage to win over the director in just one holiday?!”

At that moment, even seniors lost their cool, nearly dropping their jaws.

Seriously, a teacher-student romance is one thing, but the Ice Rose is a scary woman known for her Spartan teaching methods! This was just outrageous!

“No, no, no! Brothers, don’t give up! We still have hope!” one sharp-eyed guy excitedly pointed somewhere else, discovering a treasure.

“That girl is as impressive as the first few!”

Right behind the black-haired boy, a blonde girl in a white uniform stood.

Though her demeanor was cool and calm, not as eye-catching as the others, a closer look revealed delicate features, warm white skin, and a petite figure that came together to form an adorable doll-like appearance.

Even if her expression was bland and emotions were hard to read, for some, that was merely a hidden beauty.

Unfortunately, this flicker of joy lasted just a second before being brutally shattered by a senior.

“Oh, that’s Roy’s maid.”

“No!!!”

On the first day of school, countless lovestruck boys hoping for romance were crushed by this revelation, their expectations for academy life plummeting.

Why do the most dazzling girls all swarm around him?!

Even such anger couldn’t ignite a fire, as it was already explained that Roy Ainbrad was no ordinary guy; he was not just relying on looks or family background but was like a hexagonal warrior, hard to find faults with.

In the end, the now disillusioned younger students learned to view things like their seniors, apathetically observing another world.

“But with so many invites, who will Roy end up going with?”

“What a ridiculously luxurious worry to have.”

To outsiders, Roy seemed like a life winner, embracing multiple beauties.

However, that was just the surface.

If Roy knew that others thought this way, he would probably be furious enough to chop someone.

Unless one had felt the pain of others, they wouldn’t get it at all!

“Roy is supposed to plan the new semester with me, can you all not disturb his studies?”

“Ha, but Roy already promised to help with the Student Council too! Planning can wait a day or two!”

“Oh come on, school starts tomorrow! This isn’t the time for serious business! Let’s hurry and enjoy some fun out in the streets!”

“Enough already!” The red-haired princess, unable to endure any longer, marched in, blocking Roy’s path. She looked furious, like a puffed-up cat: “Roy is my knight and should accompany me to deal with Lionheart faction matters! You all step back!”

“Denied.” “Why not?” “I just won’t!”

What the heck.

This familiar atmosphere!

In the end, it must evolve into…

The boy, looking unflustered, was actually sweating bullets inside.

He secretly stepped back; just a step away, but he saw all four girls suddenly turning their heads toward him like in a horror movie, some with hidden fury, others with icy smiles.

“Roy/senior, you promised to accompany me—who are you going with?”

Yes, I did promise to accompany you with all sorts of things.

But you never said it had to be today! Isn’t this bullying the nice guy?!

Where’s the life-winner embracing beauties? Just a dream at this point?!

Who understands the pain of having to please four divas and maintain balance?!

Just as Roy was caught between a rock and a hard place, his maid’s silver-bell-like voice floated in like a heavenly rescue.

“Master, didn’t you say you were going to discuss matters with the Dean?”

Though she didn’t explicitly mention today, it could be today!

“Exactly! Sorry everyone, but I must take my leave!”

With that, Roy made a hasty retreat, heading straight for the Dean’s office.

The girls exchanged annoyed glances, but they couldn’t protest much since business was urgent.

As for the onlookers, they couldn’t help but feel a little let down.

However, the two princes noticed the scene and exchanged glances, pondering deeply.

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Alice wasn’t making things up; Roy indeed needed to meet with the Sage.

The stirring of the Demon Race, the mysterious advisor’s movements, and questions related to his own bloodline—all these could only be clarified by the wise Sage.

But beyond himself, someone else was truly eager.

Roy pushed the door open, his eyes igniting with golden flame.

Listening to the voice of a young girl from the soul world, Roy served as a bridge for the deceased to communicate with reality, completing a reunion that crossed an era.

“Hey, little mortal.”

In the office’s center, the old man abruptly raised his head, his usually inscrutable eyes momentarily reflecting surprise.

He had sensed that familiar aura earlier, but upon seeing the burning flame in the boy’s eyes, he was still shaken, overwhelmed by memories of the past.

“Fi…Fini?”

“Mmhm, it’s me. Though I’m just hanging on by a thread now, I’m still alive, you know.”

To emphasize the moment, Roy even sweetly imitated a certain young girl’s way of speaking.

Perhaps because the Phoenix’s essence lingered deep within the soul, he found himself affected by her joy, instinctively opening his arms wide.

The old man cautiously reached out, returning the embrace, staring into Roy’s golden piercing eyes. After a lengthy silence, he finally confirmed, “It’s really you.”

“I don’t understand. You were dead. I even went to Sunlight Valley, but you weren’t there.”

“Kid, I’m a Phoenix—” under the emotional wave caused by Fini, Roy casually poked the old man’s forehead, slightly disrespectful.

“Uh, while I’d love to say that, I was indeed dead back then. I exhausted my final strength in a trade with the Demon King.”

“But at the last moment, someone seemed to have saved me… Well, it’s good that I’m alive!”

The old man smiled in delight, “Right, being alive is a good thing.”

The two fell into silence, gazing affectionately through the boy’s body.

For someone who had lived for centuries, through multiple eras, knowing that a loved one’s soul was still around meant the physical form didn’t matter much.

Thus, two lonely souls found comfort in each other…

“Wait, wait! Calm down, you two!”

Only then did a suddenly sweaty Roy shout, quickly breaking away from the old man’s embrace.

I agreed to help you meet, but don’t use my body for weird stuff! Don’t treat me as a pawn in your play! Roy roared inwardly at the Phoenix.

“Ahem, sorry, I kinda lost control,” the young girl said, tilting her head and sticking out her tongue.

Please make sure to control yourself next time!

A blooming youth engaging in such activities with a hundred-year-old guy is just too much! If you kiss me like that, my soul would shatter, and even you wouldn’t be able to save it!

Thankfully, the thick-skinned Booker acted as if nothing happened, inviting Roy to sit down while serving cookies and coffee.

Under the Phoenix’s intense urging, Roy could only munch away.

As long as Roy wished, he could open his senses to the Phoenix and chat with her.

Unfortunately, with his other demigod abilities diminished, the Phoenix managed to restore this level due to her powerful soul strength and by consuming two Lich booster pills.

“Now that I think back, the guy who saved me back then has a very similar presence to that of the False King’s blood and the shadowy figure we encountered during this journey; they’re most likely the same person.”

Phoenix’s words startled both Roy and Booker simultaneously.

Roy quickly summarized the events of the Winter’s Journey.

Booker’s brow furrowed, reflecting deeply.

“Being able to save Fini indicates great strength, but why would such a powerful individual choose to serve the empire as an advisor?”

“Perhaps they’re some hidden potentate?” Roy speculated.

In novels from his previous life, there would often be old monsters lurking in the deep mountains, invisible to people, yet emerging from seclusion to cause chaos at critical moments.

“That shouldn’t be the case. To save Fini indicates they’re not just any high-tier Extraordinary; they’re likely a demigod.”

“Even aside from demigods, regular high-tier Extraordinary find it incredibly difficult to hide; moreover, possessing such power, why serve any force, when they could create their own faction?”

Demigods are rank 1, the pinnacle of mythical beings.

It was said that only the pope, endowed with divine power, had reached that realm, and even that was only rumor.

Since the Mythical Era, the closest person to a demigod was the Demon King who nearly turned the entirety of the Western Continent upside down.

Even the Sage hasn’t reached that level.

Roy suddenly spoke up, “Unless they have some ulterior motives.”

As soon as those words left his lips, both the Sage and Phoenix suddenly grew serious.

Powerful enemies may not be scary. What’s terrifying is the ones lurking in shadows, with unknown intentions.

“From the looks of this incident, he seems to delight in the empire’s turmoil and the Demon Race invasion; in short, he has ill intentions,” Roy analyzed.

Just this alone places him on the opposing side of all humanity.

Coupled with collusion with the Winter Royal Family, Roy couldn’t shake off a sense of foreboding—he felt they would clash one day.

Roy was sure this character didn’t exist in the original work. Even the Sage didn’t understand the other’s details, making him seem all the more mysterious.

Not knowing the details of his rival was definitely not a good time.

“Dean, could you look into this guy’s background for me?”

“I will follow up on this matter,” the old man nodded slightly.

“And the Desperate Defense Line will be doubly vigilant.” At this point, the old man’s gaze sharpened, emitting a golden flame: “The Demon Race’s internal strife shouldn’t lead to such orchestrated actions.”

“Are you suggesting someone is leading the Demon Race?” This caught Roy by surprise.

“As long as Fini remains alive, that Demon King might still have a chance of survival.”

With the mysterious puppet master still at large, now there’s the potential resurrection of a Demon King?

On the bright side, everyone was familiar with the Demon King’s background.

On the dark side, that guy nearly pushed humanity to the brink; as the only demigod in the past two eras reaching rank 1, his threat was self-evident.

Perhaps sensing the heavy atmosphere, the old man suddenly shifted topics, slowly smiling, “But you don’t need to worry too much.”

“The puppet master or the Demon Race’s movements, I will notify various factions to be cautious. Focus on enhancing your bloodline power and accumulating strength. Your tasks remain unchanged from before.”

“About that…”

Roy’s expression turned awkward.

“Ever since reaching Sequence 6, my bloodline advancement has halted.”

That was unusual.

Typically, as long as you’re breathing, even without using Extraordinary abilities, your bloodline would gradually elevate, similar to how living organisms age naturally.

In her notes, Rorin also mentioned this point. After reaching mid-tier, she could no longer integrate more Certificate of Kingship; her authentic and false bloodlines halted advancement, which became a dilemma that troubled Rorin.

To uncover the secrets of bloodline advancement, Rorin had practically scoured the entire Western Continent.

Her final answer led to the Holy Light Church.

“Roi… has Mother really found a clue for bloodline advancement?” Roy asked.

The old man’s expression darkened, falling into prolonged silence.

The atmosphere grew dense.

Just when Roy began to feel disappointed, the old man spoke solemnly, “The church indeed has clues regarding the bloodline of the False King.”

“When I last communicated with Rorin, she had already reached Sequence 5, only a step away from high-tier. It was then she sent that book and a message.”

“A message?” Roy felt strangely nervous.

“Mmhm.” The old man looked straight at him, serious: “Don’t trust the church.”