Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 2

Episode 2. The guy I hate (1)

“Phew…….”

With his eyes tightly shut and his breathing steady, Herand Kreifart soon began walking down the long corridor again.

A mansion so splendid that it will make your mouth drop open in amazement.

This place, which exudes a grand atmosphere like a palace, would probably be appreciated by a stranger as if appreciating a work of art, but Herand was not like that at all.

Instead, cold sweat poured down.

Anyone who imagines that there is a monster with its mouth open at the end of the hallway they are walking through right now would feel that way.

'I don't want to go. I don't want to see you.'

Negative thoughts began to fill my head.

When they arrived at the door where the monster was waiting, Herand wondered if it would be better to just turn back.

“Master Herand, the master is waiting inside.”

But now it's something I can't go back to.

He waved his hand to the attendant standing next to the door, telling him that he didn't need any guidance, then straightened his clothes and opened the door.

The reception room was decorated even more luxuriously than the hallway.

There was a man holding a watering can and watering a flower pot.

“……Orchid?”

The plant the man was watering was an orchid.

For the owner of such a splendid mansion, this is a rather extravagant hobby.

The man turned his head, as if he had heard his soliloquy.

The first thing I saw was a pair of cross-eyed eyes with no pupils visible. Then, there was a faint smile on the corners of the mouth.

“Are you here, Brother Herand?”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Herand swallowed hard when he heard the soft voice.

I couldn't help but pay attention to his every move.

Yurian Kraiphart Frasson.

Although he is a collateral descendant of the Cryphat family, he is the best swordsman in the family, and at the same time, he is a monster born with coldness and cruelty.

No wonder his nickname is 'The Smiling Executioner'.

There was no one who did not know that the hand holding the watering can was stained with the blood of countless demons and humans.

That is why Herand feared Yurian, even though he was younger than him and was his younger brother in terms of clan.

Because he was a ghost who would kill 'demons', kill humans, and even kill his own family without blinking an eye.

“Hey, is your head okay?”

Herand opened his mouth, hiding his fear as best he could. He pointed his finger at Yurian's head.

“I heard that you suffered a head injury while hunting a demon that appeared on the outskirts of the island.”

"yes."

“When I listened to the doctor, he said that I had symptoms of memory loss…….”

“There is a little bit. But it’s not enough to worry you, so don’t worry.”

Herand nodded at Yurian's words.

“Oh, by the way, I recently heard that the survivors of the Hyrans family that you purged have fled to the Holy Nation of Perenand.”

“The Hyrans family…….”

“Do you remember? I heard that the second son of that family really hated you. Well, he ended up dying by your hand.”

“I’m sorry, brother.”

Yurian turned his head.

“I don’t remember.”

Herand flinched at the plain words that followed.

I don't remember.

Given Yurian's personality, it's likely that he didn't say these words without thinking.

He asked back, “The number of people he has purged is incalculable. How could he possibly remember each and every one of them?”

At the same time.

'Tsk, I guess that means stop talking nonsense and get to the point.'

Lies didn't work in front of this cross-eyed monster, and it seemed like there was no point in hiding one's true intentions.

Herand swallowed hard.

As he said, there was another reason why he came here today.

“Yes, I know you are injured, but… the elders would like you to participate as an instructor in the ‘Closed Eyes’ initiation test that will be held today.”

“Closed eyes…… hehe.”

Herand was frightened again by the unexpected laughter.

It was as if a monster, not knowing what it was going to do, was imitating a human and laughing.

"All right."

“Yeah, yeah…….”

“Brother Herand, are you coming with us too?”

Herand nodded.

“Yes, the elders of the Cryphat family ordered us to guide you there.”

The Kraipart family, one of the four great families of the empire, has long valued bloodlines.

Everything was thoroughly focused on the direct blood relatives, and if any collateral lineage seemed to go beyond this, they would not be left alone.

No matter how much merit they had, collateral blood relatives were not recognized as members of the official family, and they absolutely hated being famous in the world.

Therefore, in order to distinguish between direct and collateral lines, the Craiphart family had their collateral blood relatives use the middle name 'Prason'.

The Cryphat family, who controlled the Council of Elders, wanted this monster, 'Urian Cryphat Frasson', to fall.

Not only is he a dirty collateral relative, he is also a monster who can kill a newborn baby if it is the royal order.

Since such a man with a beastly face had the surname of the Craiph family, it was a natural position for the conservative elders.

One of the reasons Herand came here was to serve as a stepping stone for this.

There is a rumor that he lost his memory after fighting a demon.

To confirm its truth and to find out what his physical condition is like.

“Guide… Guide… Haha.”

The smile continues again.

Through that smile, Herand could infer Yurian's thoughts to some extent.

Perhaps the meaning of that innocent smile is… …knowing all of this.

Herald felt cold sweat running down his back.

“Okay, but I think I’ll need some time. I’ll change my clothes and get my mind together since it’s been a while since I’ve been working.”

“……Then let’s do that. There’s still some time left until the test anyway.”

“But, brother.”

Herand, who was about to turn back, stopped in his tracks at the sound of his brother's voice.

What else is left?

I've already told you everything why I came here.

“Your complexion doesn’t look good.”

At that moment, Herand couldn't overcome the pressure and wanted to shout, 'It's because of you!'

“Uh… uh, does it look like that?”

“Yes, I think it’s because of stress, but how about trying to grow it?”

Yulian suddenly held out one of the flower pots she had been watering.

There was an orchid growing inside.

“Are you saying that I……?”

“It’s an easy plant to grow. Just keep it in the shade and water it only when it rains, and it will grow well.”

A bitter smile appeared on Yulian's face as he said that.

Looking at that smile, I couldn't bring myself to refuse.

‘If I don’t take care of this orchid and it dies, will my head be cut off…?’

It may be a guess, but Yurian is not a lunatic nicknamed the 'Laughing Executioner' for nothing.

Whether it's the Northern Front or the system, he's a crazy guy who treats the lives of his targets like toys.

If any justification arises, it is clear that he will swing his sword immediately.

“Oh, thank you……”

“Of course not.”

Looking at Yuri's ominous smile, Herald accepted the unwanted flower pot with trembling hands.

***

I let out a hollow laugh as I looked at the orchids filling the corner of the living room.

Originally, I was planning to raise only one, or at most two.

But the servant must have misunderstood what was being said, because he brought so much that one corner of the living room turned into a jungle.

Where on earth did you get so many orchids?

Still, I just got one done.

It was a good thing I gave it to someone who seemed to need some mental stability.

“……Looking at Brother Herand’s reaction, it seems like the acting worked.”

Muttering to myself, I turned my gaze to the mirror inside the living room.

What caught my eye was the bandage wrapped around his head and the faint smile that seemed to be wearing a mask through his gray hair.

“With eyes like this, I can see so well in front of me.”

It's a cross-eyed look.

These are eyes as perfect as threads, with no trace of light in the pupils whatsoever.

I muttered to myself and looked closely at myself in the mirror.

The 'me' in the mirror looks so sinister that all the things that come to mind when you think of 'walking hypocrisy', 'hotbed of betrayal', and 'cross-eyed character' come to mind.

Well, maybe not to other people, but at least that's how it felt to me.

This man is not originally me.

'Jurian Cryphat Prasson'.

A hateful villain from the game I was crazy about and loved, <Let's Kill the Demon King Now>.

Yes, that's right.

Now I was 'Yurien Cryphat Frasson', a character from 'Let's Kill the Demon King Now'.

'Thanks to that, it was also easy to act as Yurian.'

To cut to the chase, I hate this character. No, I could even say I detest it.

He is the worst character who repays the kindness of the main character, 'Haydn Reich', with enmity, uses polite language but has an arrogant personality, and even cuts off his breath at the last moment.

So, it was quite easy to recall his lines while acting as 'Yurien'.

'The more you hate someone, the more you look at them in detail.'

That doesn't mean this situation is pleasant.

The first day, I couldn't get up from bed because of a headache.

Employees and strangers came to me and asked if I was okay.

I was having a headache so I yelled at them to get out of here right now, and that was the result.

“There seem to be rumors going around about amnesia.”

But I don't think it's anything to worry about.

What's important now is that I've become a character in a game called "Let's Kill the Demon King Now."

“Of all the things, it would have to be the fact that you were possessed by Yurian.”

Well, that's true.

“By the way, does talking to oneself also change to formal speech?”

I made a dumbfounded expression and then looked back at the squinty-eyed man reflected in the mirror.

——————==

Yurian Kraiphart Frasson

√Character Tendency

⇒ Squint

⇒ Honorifics

⇒ poker face

⇒ Show off your presence

⇒ Two-faced

⇒ … …

√Characteristics

⇒ Amazing intuition

⇒ Color of Negation

⇒ Natural inspection

⇒ The Demon King's Vessel

⇒ Excellent mana control

⇒ … …

——————==

A familiar window appeared before my eyes.

This is the UI window used in <Let's Kill the Demon King Now>.

How hard I've worked to learn how to use this over the past five days.

Among them, I focused my attention on the part that said 'polite speech' written in the character's personality.

【 Character Tendency 《 Honorifics 》 】

√Effect

└ Respect is expressed in every word you speak. You are respectful to everyone, regardless of whether they are children or adults.

The most common character trait that most sinister 'cross-eyed characters' have is the use of polite language.

The character I'm talking about now, 'Yurien', is also one of the sinister 'cross-eyed characters', and I knew that he speaks politely to everyone in the story.

But that's true.

“It’s too much to say that it applies to talking to oneself, isn’t it? Isn’t it……? Hey, that’s enough!”

I tried to force myself to speak briefly, but somehow I ended up speaking formally.

I already have a lot to worry about, so I don't want to waste my energy on this.

I threw myself onto the sofa in the center of the living room in exhaustion.

“Damn it…… what a fu*king thing has happened……!”

As I was expressing my dissatisfaction, I sighed at the despair of having to live as 'Yurien' from now on.

A genius who is acknowledged by everyone for his great swordsmanship and proficiency in magic.

A person of sufficient skill to become a member of the imperial agency, 'Closed Eyes', at a young age.

The hero and main character of <Let's Kill the Demon King Now>, Haydn Reich's disciple.

'at the same time…….'

Crazy. Sociopath.

The monster wearing the iron, the devil of the northern front, the smiling executioner.

The fact that there are so many vicious nicknames means that 'Jurien Cryphat Frasson' has many enemies.

Even the 'Cryphat family' he belonged to hated Yurian terribly because he was a collateral relative.

Loneliness in the world.

This guy is so helpless that those words just come to mind.

The only thing you can rely on to survive in this harsh world is your own strength.

But even that force is useless now.

Because I, 'Lee Si-hoo', who was possessed by a 'squinty-eyed villain', was an ordinary person with no particular knack for swordsmanship.

“It’s so frustrating…….”

This is why the current situation is so bleak.

Considering the notoriety that 'Yurien' has amassed, there must be more enemies in this imperial capital than I thought.

It was clear that anyone who showed even the slightest sign of weakness would be bitten and torn to death without mercy.

So, I really hate it. I really hate it!

I needed to perfectly portray 'Yurien'.

A sinister, crazy, cross-eyed character that everyone in the empire fears.

'Then, I guess I'll start by participating as an instructor in the closed-eye entrance test that the elders mentioned.'

With that thought in mind, I took off the bandage wrapped around my head.

What happened and how can I get it back to how it was?

Let's figure that out little by little.

For now, the priority is to survive in this absurd situation.

“It’s a headache, but I guess I’ll have to act as an instructor for a while… Gun! Gun! Can’t you just ignore the monologue!?”