I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 879

Chapter 92: The True Feelings Inside

“Lord Bahamut, there must be some way to lessen this impact, right?”

Bahamut glanced elsewhere at the mention, making Roy’s heart sink.

“Of course.”

“As long as you vent the accumulated violent emotions, your bloodline will naturally settle down.”

Roy’s spirits soared: “So, how do we do that?”

To his surprise, Bahamut fell into an indescribable silence.

“Lord Bahamut? You don’t mean for me to go around slaughtering other beings, do you?”

“Well, not exactly. It’s just that, um…”

“There’s another way that all beings can vent their emotions, which can help you relieve the violent instincts.”

“……？？？”

Despite the gravitas in Bahamut’s voice, Roy noticed the old man’s awkward demeanor and started to guess the answer.

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“Tsk, a barrier is one thing, but chaining me up? Such disrespect to the dragon-slaying hero, some people must be living too comfortably.”

Charlotte’s expression darkened the moment she entered the room, her displeasure almost palpable.

With a flick of her dainty wrist, Charlotte easily tore through the barrier and snapped the chains, turning the bindings on Roy into ash.

Roy joked, “Aren’t you afraid I might go insane from the magic and attack you?”

“Hmph, would you dare?”

She chuckled lightly as she arranged her court dress and sat beside him.

Rather than being on guard, her lovely brow tightened with worry: “So, what’s going on with your bloodline…?”

“Don’t worry; it has nothing to do with the magic. Lord Bahamut said this is just a normal phenomenon caused by my dragon bloodline.”

Charlotte’s eyes lit up: “In that case, the demi-god of the dragon race must have some solution, right?!”

“But…”

Roy suddenly fell silent.

It’s not that he lacked a plan, but how could he say it out loud?!

Damn this dragon bloodline; the only ways to vent the violent instincts are either kill, kill, kill, or, um… well, you know. Now that the Evil Dragon Society is shattered, where could he go on a killing spree?

So technically, there was only one way left!

“What’s wrong?” Charlotte began to look a bit anxious.

After much inner turmoil, Roy finally delicately voiced the solution Lord Dragon King mentioned.

The air fell silent.

Roy couldn’t lift his head either.

He deliberately lowered his gaze, avoiding the sight of the girl’s petite, curvy figure.

Bahamut’s words were correct; smelling the fragrance of gardenias, he truly felt his bloodline stirring. The reason for losing control at the banquet was probably because he was too close to Charlotte.

She really does smell good.

Roy swallowed hard, trying to act calm. “No other choice; let’s just drag this out for now.”

“I heard the White Harbor army is arriving soon, right? We can talk about it when Alice gets here.”

However, what he heard next caught him off guard.

“Why do we need to wait for Alice to come?”

“Uh, well that’s because…”

“Is it because you want her to help you deal with the dragon blood’s restlessness? But aren’t there other options besides her?”

Charlotte leaned in closer, her head down as well, their proximity impossible to ignore, her ruby-like eyes locked onto his while holding a hint of tender affection.

She spoke so lightly, yet a faint blush appeared on her cheeks: “I could help you, you know?”

“This…!”

Roy had to admit, his self-control was slipping.

Just her words made his chest tighten, his thumping heart releasing not just life force but an indescribable desire for the dazzling blossom of crimson before him.

Seeing Roy dazed, Charlotte lowered her eyes, dejected: “Am I not good enough?”

“Of course not!”

“Then that means you agree!”

Charlotte laughed heartily, like a little red cat that just got away with a snack, proudly raising her tail.

“I’ll come find you tomorrow; I’ll help you deal with the dragon blood’s restlessness!”

With that declaration, Charlotte immediately left, leaving Roy in a whirlwind of confusion.

Is this for real?! Wait, do you even know what you’re saying?! Dealing with the dragon blood’s restlessness means you must… must…!

Roy cradled his head, groaning, not daring to think any further.

Even though he rationally resisted Charlotte’s suggestion, his body felt so undeniably hot.

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The next day at dinner.

Charlotte hosted Karl, informing her royal family and Roy’s relatives about the diagnosis.

“As long as there’s a way to resolve it, I told you there’s no need to worry about that kid!”

Rob laughed heartily, making everyone present breathe a sigh of relief.

“When bloodlines reach a higher level, restlessness is quite normal. Integrating into the dragon family’s bloodline leads to that too,” Karl tried to analyze it, seemingly unbothered by the situation.

“However, how exactly do we relieve the bloodline restlessness?” Naz asked curiously.

Charlotte, who was having tea, paused for a moment.

She lowered her head, using the excuse she had come up with: “I’m sorry, but this involves the secrets of the dragon king’s bloodline. The demi-god can’t afford to disclose too much. It just requires my assistance, so I need to stay by his side during this time.”

What extraordinary being doesn’t have a few secrets? Especially a demi-god from the dragon race?

Everyone present knew about the pact between the False King and the demi-god, and they’d all listened to Roy explain the internal reasons for the human-dragon war. Naturally, they trusted this former dragon king who had personally helped Roy deal with Nidhogg.

That said, as Charlotte’s family, they still caught on to the slightly off mood of the girl who seemed drained and anxious.

Someone dear to her is suffering; how could she not worry?

Clearly, the person most concerned about Roy was this girl.

Thinking this, everyone offered her heartfelt comfort, fearing Charlotte might have some psychological burden.

Leisha sympathetically reassured her: “Don’t worry too much; that kid will be fine.”

“All you need to do is follow the dragon king’s orders and keep him company,” Rob commanded with a wave of his hand. “You don’t have to deal with royal duties in these days; just focus on that kid. Give all the planned tasks to your brother!”

Naz: “?”

Even though it was a bit hard to keep a straight face, Naz still rubbed his nose and nodded repeatedly.

In the end, even Karl exhaled helplessly, “With Princess Charlotte caring for him like this, that kid Roy will probably be so thrilled he won’t know what to do with himself. Recovery will be just around the corner.”

Faced with everyone’s encouragement and comfort, Charlotte’s lips quivered slightly, as if deeply moved, and she braced herself again.

“Everyone can rest assured; I’ll take good care of Roy.”

Everyone could see the bond between Charlotte and Roy; at this moment, no one doubted the girl’s sincerity.

However…

After dinner, bidding farewell to everyone, as Charlotte entered her room and closed the door, she could no longer resist covering her face with a sigh.

Sorry, caring is one thing, but this care is a bit different from what you all think!

How could she say something like having to do that? Not even to Mom!

But, it can’t be helped.

To release the brutality in the dragon bloodline, someone has to do it!

With Alice and the others gone, it would be too cruel for Roy to silently endure the torment of the bloodline’s restlessness alone!

That’s right!

Even Charlotte herself didn’t realize, after a few seconds of guilt-ridden remorse, her feelings of deceiving everyone dissolved in the rising emotions, and her lips involuntarily curled up, betraying her true feelings inside.