2-57 - How Could the Villainous Young Master Be a Saintess?

Volume 2 Chapter 57 - Chat King Wenny "Hey, don't you have any self-awareness? Did anyone here invite you to sit down, Aesphyra? Do you really have to be this thick-skinned?" Wenny frowned in disapproval. "But this is the academy library, a public space provided for students to use. Since it's a public place, anyone can sit here, right? It's not like your name is engraved on the chair, is it, Wenny?" Aesphyra tilted her head with a playful smile, her expression dripping with a hint of sarcastic mockery. What the...? How can this white-haired shorty be so shameless? No one here has a good relationship with her, yet she still forces her way in just to flirt. Wenny often felt that his own lack of boldness was causing him trouble. If only he had a thick skin like Aesphyra's, he might have gotten enough out of life by now. "True, but Aesphyra, your sudden arrival makes it awkward for everyone, especially since Ishtiya and I have some matters to attend to. If you have nothing better to do, don't stir up trouble here," Wenny said dismissively, waving her away as if shooing a fly. "Matters? What matters? Is it something you can share with me?" Aesphyra blinked her bright eyes innocently, much like a curious kitten, but such tactics had no effect on Wenny. "Sorry, we're not at liberty to share, Aesphyra. Just because you're short doesn't mean people will treat you like a baby," he retorted with disdain. "I told you it's important, and yet you're prying. How rude." "......" 'Virtue +80.' 'Current Virtue: 6464.' Oh? Wenny realized he had found a somewhat effective point of attack against Aesphyra—her height. It seemed she was quite sensitive about her height. "But I clearly saw Wenny doing nothing earlier and trying to chat with Ishtiya instead," Aesphyra mused, pensively. Tch, is this sour little orange projecting herself? She thinks I'm like her?? She's completely substituting herself into the scenario. Moreover, it was Ishtiya who first brought up the topic, wasn't it?? "So what? What's it to you? We can talk about whatever we want. Why are you inserting yourself in here?" Wenny raised an eyebrow. Ishtiya silently watched the bickering duo, feeling a bit like an intruder in their conversation as they went at each other with gusto, as if no one else existed. "Can't I? We're all classmates; we see each other every day. What's wrong with studying together as exams approach? Besides, didn't you say we're pretty familiar?" Aesphyra tilted her head like a puppet cat, her beautiful eyes as captivating as exquisite gemstones. Heh, you’re not even pretending anymore? Just flat-out stating you're using me as a stepping stone to flirt now, huh? This little white-haired flirt, how quickly she forgot about bringing someone home just days ago, full of flirtation and passion, and now she's forgotten all about it?? Wenny could leave her indiscretions be, since the whole protagonist and harem building thing didn't concern him, but nonetheless, the events of that day still irked him. To think, he, a dignified man, was so easily swayed and embarrassed by a girl just slightly taller than a loli. So, he decided to retaliate a little, thwarting Aesphyra's attempts to flirt, spoiling her plans. And thus, an idea struck Wenny, the mastermind of Kamela. "Heh, you're really going to keep up this act?" Wenny scoffed. "Ever since that confession of love at the carriage gala, which I rejected, you've been persistently pursuing me, trying to catch my attention in various ways." "Yet you offer such pathetic excuses that anyone could see through. Do you really think I haven't noticed your attention's always on me?" Wenny ran a hand through his locks, smirking with overconfidence, his demeanor radiating sheer ignorance. "Sigh, the best advice I can give you is to adapt. You're not the only girl longing for me. You're just one of the many with a number, waiting in vain without results." "……" X2 'Virtue +20.' 'Current Virtue: 6484.' 'Virtue +70.' 'Current Virtue: 6554.' This maneuver demonstrates Wenny's masterful ability to silence two leading ladies with just a few words. Even Ishtiya's gaze changed a little at his words, hinting at complexity, but it was mostly focused on Aesphyra, more so than Wenny. Wenny's statement held too much weight, powering through the rumor mill of the academy. Even someone like Ishtiya, who never dwelt on gossip, couldn't help but occasionally take in a little information passively. Indeed, I, the infamous villain in the Kamela royal capital, a practitioner of mental combat and magic arts, won't just play around with you. Compared to others, he's unmatched at this kind of thing; Aesphyra is simply too naive. "Wenny, your foolishness today seems to surpass all of your previous idiocies combined," Aesphyra responded, her smile icy, noticing Ishtiya's changing expression. Oh, she’s annoyed now, really annoyed! "Huh? What foolishness? Didn't you say all of this back then? Asked me to give you a chance? Meaning exactly this. We're all classmates, there are no outsiders here. Let's just be honest. There were several nobility witnesses at the time. If you don't believe me, we can go ask them," Wenny replied, feigning ignorance of Aesphyra's implicit meaning. With this statement, Wenny had effectively halted any romantic advances Aesphyra might have intended. Henceforth, any move Aesphyra made would be interpreted as 'showing interest in Wenny.' Even if Ishtiya didn't fully believe it, his objective was already achieved—to muddy the waters. After these words were spoken, Wenny cast a triumphant, provocative look at Aesphyra from Ishtiya's blind spot. Feeling flustered, are you, little white-haired bread? Are you angry yet?? Oh, how delightful it is to make you desire to hit me without being able to. Oh, is this what it means to have your day made?? It's so refreshing. Had Ishtiya not been observing, Wenny might have laughed out loud by now. "I hope I'm not interrupting," Ishtiya suddenly interjected before Aesphyra could retort. "No, no, no interruption at all, Ishtiya," Wenny replied hurriedly. "As I said, even though Aesphyra has pursued me passionately, I have absolutely no interest in someone like her." He shot a surreptitious glance at Aesphyra's chest. "If I were to be interested in anyone, it would be someone of Milessia's stature. Aesphyra, you still have a few years to grow. Better hurry or you'll miss the last train. Then I might, just might, consider you, hahaha." The world might stop raining, but the nagging would never cease, not on Wenny's watch. Aesphyra maintained her smile, her silence unbroken, though her fists subtly tightened, unnoticed by even herself. Was she responding to Wenny's underhanded remark, his suggestion of longing and desire for her harem? Indeed, Wenny wouldn't have dared make such comments before. His newfound audacity stemmed from understanding Aesphyra's true colors. For instance, as long as your nature isn't malicious and you're not in league with the Demon Pillars or their followers, you don't need to worry about Aesphyra going for the kill. At most, she might give you a hard time now and then, make things difficult for you, or mess with you for amusement. Of course, Wenny wasn't being serious. It's just that he was often teased by the exasperating little demon Aesphyra, which left him feeling quite agitated. Now, he wanted Aesphyra to pay her debt, with a little interest on the side. 'Virtue +100.' 'Current Virtue: 6654.' Wow, it seems that statement really affected Aesphyra's emotions since it added so much. "Alright, Ishtiya. Just ignore this little white-haired bun. Let's continue our conversation," Wenny said, his spirits lifted by having gotten under Aesphyra's skin, as if he'd avenged a great wrong. "Wenny, there's something I'd like to ask you, if you don’t mind," Ishtiya said, indifferent to the banter between Wenny and Aesphyra, and instead focused on her book, returning to their previous discussion. "Oh? Go ahead, as long as it’s something I know, I'll answer without reservation," Wenny pledged confidently. Aesphyra, meanwhile, maintained her posture, evidently curious about the conversation topic of interest between Wenny and Ishtiya. She was here for precisely that reason. After all, it was peculiar for Wenny to be with Ishtiya, considering Aesphyra knew some hidden truths. "But as you can see, to be honest, I haven't really gone through this book. If you're asking about its content, I might not have an answer," Wenny admitted. "I'm not asking about that," Ishtiya shook her head. "Oh? Then what is it?" Wenny was curious, unsure of what Ishtiya intended to inquire about. "It's nothing difficult to answer and not related to privacy," Ishtiya looked at Wenny. "What's your take on the events a few days ago?" "? A few days ago? What exactly are you referring to?" Wenny asked, furrowing his brow. "Concerning the recent manifestation of the Dawn Goddess," Ishtiya inquired, her words perhaps devoid of deeper meaning, yet somehow they sounded to Wenny as if each word was pronounced with deliberate weight. In that instant, Wenny was unsure whether it was just his imagination, but he felt Aesphyra's gaze beside him had become sharper. "Oh, you're referring to that? I thought it was something else. So, Ishtiya, you’re still curious about the events from a few days ago?" Wenny adopted a thoughtful posture. "But I should mention, I don't know all the details about this matter." "Do you believe it was truly the manifestation of the Dawn Goddess?" Ishtiya asked, her eyes steady and unchanging. Beside them, Aesphyra watched Wenny intently, holding her tongue. Aesphyra understood that Ishtiya was asking Wenny because he was ostensibly the last of the Fasyris lineage, whether or not that was the absolute truth. "If you're asking for my opinion," Wenny mused aloud, his brow still furrowed, quickly coming to a conclusion. "My view is..." Hearing this, both Ishtiya and Aesphyra focused their gaze on Wenny. 'Virtue +20.' 'Current Virtue: 6674.' 'Virtue +20.' 'Current Virtue: 6694.' "I think the manifestation of the Dawn Goddess is possible, but given the context of history, it seems rationally unlikely," Wenny stated thoughtfully, maintaining an air of seriousness. "……" X2. "I've witnessed the splendor and profound legacy of the Fasyris bloodline," Ishtiya finally spoke after a long pause, during which no one knew how to continue the conversation. She picked up her book and stood, seemingly deciding there was no need to stay any longer. "Wenny, do you remember the topic we discussed earlier?" she asked. "Which one are you referring to?" Wenny inquired. "About how the ancient Tyrellis Empire might have forged a sincere alliance with the Dawn Church." "Oh, what about it?" "Though the Tyrellis Empire has fallen, the Tyrell Empire continues its legacy. But whether it's the empire or the ancient empire, no one can refuse such formidable power." "……" Wenny's face displayed a hint of perplexity upon hearing this. He suddenly had a suspicion. Perhaps he was mistaken in thinking Ishtiya approached him merely by chance or simply for a quiet place to read. Maybe she had something in mind when she approached him. "Unfortunately, as of now, the situation is rather regrettable," Ishtiya said, curtseying to them. "I won't disturb your time alone." With that, Ishtiya turned and walked away.