I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 707

Chapter 89: Alice is indeed a Bad Kid

No one expected Alice to get slapped, let alone by Nia, the girl who was supposed to be closest to her.

“What the hell is your problem?!”

“Let go of me! This is called a personality intervention!”

The elven girl, grabbed by Charlotte from behind, kicked her legs wildly and screamed.

Nia glared at Alice, her anger equal to Charlotte’s: “What do you mean it’s no big deal?!”

“What fate and whatnot, how could Roy possibly abandon you to fend for yourself?! Thinking you can shoulder everything for him, do you think you’re the main character in a tragedy? That he can’t live without your sacrifice?!”

Alice, unaffected by the burning pain on her face, said coolly, “Say what you want, but I won’t let him carry the False King’s bloodline destiny anymore.”

“Hey, are you done? I think you just need a slap! No, wait, you need a real…”

Charlotte couldn’t help but retort, “Wait, how are you going to slap her when you don’t even have a weapon?!”

“What if we strip her and tie her to Roy’s bed?!”

Just then, the front door swung open.

Everyone froze.

“What are you all arguing about?”

Before Alice could explain, Nia shouted, “Oh no! Your maid said she wants to join the Holy Light Church for you!”

Roy turned to Alice: “Is that true?”

Alice sat in silence for a while before nodding quietly.

She didn’t dare look Roy in the eyes.

“I actually heard everything.”

Roy normally wouldn’t eavesdrop on girls chit-chatting, but since meeting Simon, Alice had been acting so lost, it was clear something was off.

After spending so much time together, Alice had never shown such a sad expression.

And now clearly wasn’t the time to get tangled up in methods.

<Observations! A fate entanglement with an angel has been detected, triggering a counter-fate mission. Every choice you make will change destiny, please choose wisely!>

<Current counter-fate node: Angel>

<Angel Counter-Fate Progress: 30%>

This wasn’t even in the original story.

But here Alice wanted to join the church. It must have been something Simon said at that time.

It was a blatant scheme; even knowing that, one had to admit what the “Intelligent Angel” said certainly had merit.

Roy sat opposite Alice and patiently asked, “You really want to join the Holy Light Church for me?”

“Yeah.” Alice slightly nodded.

“A maid who doesn’t listen and leaves on her own will only worry her master.”

“……”

“The holy maiden who serves us, after just getting into office, abandoning her guards does make me sad.”

“……”

Just a few words felt like daggers to Alice’s heart, making her tremble.

Roy, somewhat reluctantly, closed his eyes and said softly, “I don’t want you to go.”

“……I’m sorry.”

Alice didn’t argue; she just couldn’t face the black-haired boy and fled in distress.

The girls exchanged glances.

If Roy couldn’t convince Alice to change her mind, what could they do?

No one knew what to say.

Roy looked out the window, his expression unusually grave.

This is bad.

The “Intelligent Angel” had hit the nail on the head; unlike last time, they clearly saw through Alice’s temperament this time.

In Roy’s view, trying to change the counter-fate node and resisting the False King’s bloodline was already a dangerous dance on the edge of a knife, betting on a slim chance of survival.

He had become somewhat accustomed to the entanglement of life and death and saw it quite lightly.

But Alice was different.

That child cared about him more than he realized.

The pain he had grown used to was a heavy burden for her that she couldn’t bear.

Roy could imagine what Simon must have said, yet could not argue against it.

Letting Alice join the Holy Light Church for the church’s protection was, objectively speaking, the most beneficial outcome for himself.

Alice always put herself last.

As the saying goes, outsiders see more clearly. Simon accurately hit on Alice’s character weaknesses.

And now, she had decided to sacrifice her future for him, hoping for a fulfilling outcome free from the burdens of the False King’s blood.

In this happy ending, Alice was the only one missing.

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Afterward, Charlotte and the others stopped intervening.

If they wanted to change Alice’s mind, it had to rely on Roy. This was a matter between the two of them that no one else could meddle in.

Alice had long been prepared mentally.

Even if Roy scolded her, ordered her, begged her, or even hated her, she wouldn’t complain.

Rather, if Roy were to yell at her, criticize her, or give her a good beating, it might even feel better.

The maid who disobeyed her master.

The holy maiden who abandoned her guards.

No matter how harshly treated, it would be only right.

But she never expected that Roy wouldn’t do anything at all.

“I respect Alice’s wishes.”

“Whether or not you join the church, it’s entirely up to you.”

Such words only deepened the bitterness in Alice’s heart.

Tomorrow’s dawn would be their farewell.

Tonight was the last time they would share the same bed.

But unlike the usual intimacy, the boy fell into a deep sleep without saying a word.

Perhaps he was angry, perhaps disappointed.

Maybe he no longer cared about her.

That thought lingered, making Alice’s eyes sting even more.

The position of the holy maiden.

It was an identity she had always dreamed of.

Becoming a holy maiden was her ticket to be worthy of his gaze.

But now, precisely because she was a holy maiden, she couldn’t be by his side.

Endless loneliness surged like a long night, swallowing Alice whole.

If this could help Roy escape the fate of the False King’s blood and bring him happiness, this kind of loneliness was bearable.

As long as he could achieve the best ending, it didn’t matter if her own life was a little worse.

Alice didn’t understand love.

But sacrificing herself for the one she loved seemed only natural.

Whether it’s the loneliness of being alone or the anguish of not being able to express her true feelings, she could endure it all.

The only regret…

She ultimately still hurt his heart.

Whether as a maid or a holy maiden, she was inadequate in both roles.

“Alice, you’re really a bad kid…”

Whispering this, Alice’s eyes glimmered with tears as the dim light faintly outlined the boy’s silhouette, the air suffused with his presence.

The boy’s lips moved gently with his breathing.

Alice timidly reached out her fingertip towards him, but ultimately froze in mid-air, not touching the warmth so close.

She was afraid that even a flicker of warmth would shake her resolve.

After a while, the girl retracted her hand.

She bit her fingertips, closed her eyes, and curled into her delicate body, holding herself tightly through the long night.

But little did she know, as her breath gradually steadied, the boy beside her unexpectedly opened his eyes.