I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 831

Chapter 44: Another Side of the Princess

The explosions and flames in the distance gradually calmed down.

By the time Roy arrived at the scene, following the sounds of battle and Charlotte’s aura, the fight had already concluded.

Among the ruins lay countless charred cultists, hardly recognizable in their disarray. In the center of the rubble, a huge dragon—barely smaller than the cult leader—lay still with its mouth open and eyes closed, its scales blackened and shattered, like an ostentatious specimen. Only the blood and magma flowing from its pierced chest declared it had been alive just minutes ago.

Even though he had expected it, witnessing another dragon meet a tragic end at the hands of the fiery fist still shook Roy.

Even if Claudius himself intervened, he unlikely could have subdued Charlotte in such a short time. A Sequence 6 cult priest might manage to suppress an ordinary Sequence 6 Extraordinary Being, but attempting to assassinate her royal highness was simply too ambitious.

It seems the dragon clan never informed the Cult of the Abyss about the last battle’s details, treating them like expendable pawns, hence their gross miscalculations.

Soon, Roy spotted the splash of scarlet.

“Charlotte…?!”

Before he could feel happy for a moment, seeing the girl covered in red made Roy’s expression change drastically as he rushed to her side.

“So? This is nothing to me.”

“Nothing?! What happened to you?!”

Not waiting for her to brag, Roy couldn’t help but interrupt, rushing to check her over.

“How did a mere Sequence 6 lead to this?!”

Charlotte was momentarily stunned by his rare reprimand, looking like a scared little kitty.

As Roy’s hand explored her, she suddenly snapped back to reality, swatting away his increasingly bold hand and huffing, “What are you touching, you creep?!”

“Just so we’re clear, this blood isn’t mine—it’s all from that cultist!”

Roy blinked, sulking as he withdrew his hand.

Well, duh.

At this rate, with all the blood Charlotte was losing, she’d have been finished already. He was just concerned, after all.

“However, as a knight, it’s commendable to care for your monarch’s well-being.”

Charlotte flicked her tattered coat as if it were a cape and puffed out her chest, saying, “Honestly, you underestimate me too much!”

“A mere Sequence 6? Even with dragon blood, it’s only a lizard under my command!”

“I poke.”

“Ow, that hurts!”

Roy poked her waist, causing her to immediately lose her composure.

Sure, Charlotte was powerful, but there was no way she’d come out unscathed against a Sequence 6.

“W-Why are you suddenly touching me?!”


Charlotte growled through gritted teeth, yet her pain left her fierce demeanor half-deflated.

Roy had anticipated this, “So, you really did get hurt at your waist, huh?”

“It’s—it’s just a minor injury.”

“Compared to this cultist, it’s nothing to be worried about!”

Charlotte straightened up and tried to act casual, but Roy had already noticed the red seeping from beneath her dress, his gaze darkening slightly.

Sure enough, she was injured.

Not fatal, but definitely not light.

Not every Extraordinary Being had healing abilities like his; even those with golden-tier bloodlines were still flesh and blood.

“Regardless, we need to find a medic to check you over,” Roy insisted, reaching out for Charlotte’s hand.

But she pulled back.

“No.” Charlotte shook her head firmly.

Gazing into the distance, she dropped her facade of ease, revealing a serious expression.

The soldiers, having recovered from their initial panic, regrouped and had already shot down all the wyverns, but the fortress remained on edge.

“The battle is settled, but the cult’s attack has left people uneasy. As a princess, if you don’t show yourself now, what do you think the knights will think? This isn’t the time to be resting.”

The injury of a princess versus her defeating assassin and thwarting a cult plot sent two very different signals to an army.

In the martial Lionheart Kingdom, it was only natural for a commanding general to continue fighting despite injuries—let alone a princess.

Roy couldn’t argue, so he silently released her hand.

Noticing his worry, Charlotte couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh.

Fiddling with the ends of her hair, she averted her gaze and quietly said, “You caring about me is already enough.”

“But I think it’s still not enough.”

“Ugh… eek!”

Accompanied by an almost pitiful squeal, the boots wrapped around her black stockings lifted off the ground as Roy scooped the girl into his arms.

Unfortunately, unlike a certain obedient and bashful little angel, the princess instantly transformed into a feisty little cat, clawing and kicking in his embrace.

“W-What are you doing?! What if someone sees?! It’s so embarrassing, so, so embarrassing!”

“Don’t worry, we’ll go find the medics like this. I’ll use [Calm As Still Water]; no one will see you.”

Roy said, already striding forward, “We’ll get you first aid, and you can still show up to steady the troops—neither will be delayed.”

“Hmph… fine.”

After deliberating for a moment, the petite head rested against the young man’s chest, and the red-haired princess finally shut one eye, seemingly reluctant to accept this idea.

But…

Being held so tightly like this is making me almost breathless.

Feeling the princess’s not-so-calm heartbeat in his arms, and the fact that this embrace was far from unwelcome, Roy couldn’t help but chuckle.

“What are you laughing at?”

“Nothing, just think it’s quite impressive how dignified the princess is.”

“Hey, I’m not as easy to fool as your little maid!”

As they faded into the distance, a pair of almost-closed vertical eyes suddenly opened wide, brimming with heavy resentment.

“Y-You mere mortal, don’t think this is over…!”

Sensing an unsettling aura, Roy suddenly turned back mid-stride.

Charlotte looked puzzled, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, let’s go.”

The dragon, whose last breath was leaving its body, ultimately couldn’t achieve the most explosive surprise attack.

Because even before that, the Lionheart prince was already sitting on it, pressing down with a mighty force, rendering it breathless.

Waving goodbye to the boy in the distance, Naz tucked away his smile and jumped off the dragon’s corpse.

“I remember that child, even as a baby, had such a fiery temper and hated anyone but his mother coming close. Who knew there was such a well-behaved side to him… Quite rare indeed.”

“So, can I trouble you to have some common sense and not disturb my precious little sister’s rare moment of relaxation?”

“Roar!!”

The dying dragon let out a desperate roar.

However, its flames detonated first, shattering its reveal completely.

“Sorry, one tongue is enough.”