Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 128

Episode 128. Cross-validation

“Phew.”

Looking at Colparan's tangled face, I exhaled lightly.

He showed no signs of resistance and collapsed, but he wasn't dead, because his chest was moving as he breathed in and out.

Although he acted meanly because he was old, he seemed to have trained himself. So I gave him a bit more rough 'education'.

“Sir Al Hassar.”

When I call his name cautiously, he who had been watching Colparan flinches and glances at me in surprise.

Well, I guess I looked a bit hot.

The purple ripples floating above his head seem to speak for his mind.

I frowned slightly at his slow approach and pointed at Colparan with my finger.

“Take me.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Al Hassar supports the fallen Kolparan with a polite greeting.

Normally, he would have refused Al Hassar's touch, but now he seems to have thrown away all pride and dignity as a nobleman.

Since that's right, is that natural?

Let's look around, everyone has lost their will to fight.

The fight is over.

Because of Colparan's 'recognition', no one gathered here can point a finger at me.

Because of that, I had no choice but to watch Colparan being torn apart.

“If the Colparan incident occurs, speak up.”

“Yes, what did you say…….”

“Next time we meet, it will be in the islands, not in the mountains. And Pintel will come out to meet me at the time I want.”

"All right."

Al Hassar nodded and began to lead him and the soldiers.

Even as I turned and disappeared, everyone's gazes at me were filled with fear.

At the same time, awe.

How can you be so relaxed while facing this many troops without a single wound?

“Euuuuuuu…….”

As everyone disappeared, the temperament of 'Yurien', who had to pretend to be noble, began to dull.

“As expected, it doesn’t seem perfect.”

Somehow… …, the result was not satisfactory.

The magically charred wounds were now painless, but that was due to the wizard's lack of skill.

'If there had been just a few wizards of the right rank, it wouldn't have ended in a burnt out state.'

If it had been 'Yurien' originally, he would not have even tolerated such a thing.

“It’s not even funny.”

While denying the 'temperament' that guy has, he wants to have that 'skill'.

Krrrrrp.

At that moment, a shadow began to move inside the body and an eye popped out.

“Sombra.”

I called his name, but he didn't respond at all.

Why is this guy like this?

Oh, you gave it a new name?

“Uh… Jellyka?”

If you call its proper name, only then will it respond.

The guy, his eyes wide open and fidgeting, began to caress the burned area.

“The wound is okay.”

After hearing that, the boy seemed relieved and moved away from the wound.

“By the way, how did you do it?”

As the battle progressed, I saw it clearly.

I'm talking about the arrows of Colparan flying towards me.

I had nowhere to run and I couldn't stop it, so I gave up.

I concentrated my mana on that area to prevent it from becoming a fatal wound.

'I was so anxious that I forgot to harden the shadow.'

But how did they stop it?

Crunch.

As if reading my thoughts, 'Angelica' spat out something from within her body.

arrow?

“……You didn’t stop it, you ate it?”

When I looked at 'Angelica' in disbelief, she blinked her eyes as if she thought it was a compliment, and then slowly nodded.

As if imitating the squint of 'Yurien'.

***

“I never imagined you would come this quickly.”

A few days after the incident with Colparan, he came to my mansion.

Of course.

The traces of the 'education' I received have not yet disappeared.

Although I was secretly delighted, Colparan looked at me with an indifferent expression.

“You see, Yurian. I think you need to learn to respect your elders.”

He grumbles from head to toe.

There was no holy place, and he had difficulty walking, so he even used a cane.

“Don’t you still need more ‘education’? From what you say, it seems like you’re still in good shape.”

“Ahem.”

Colparan Demias, coughing in vain.

For a nobleman, he was an old man with a very easygoing air.

I remember there weren't many dialogue logs in the work.

It was to the point where I thought, 'Is this the kind of personality he had?'

“The incident the other day…, you made a big mistake. Sir Colparan.”

Pintel, who was nearby, scolded him.

Originally, I had no intention of calling him, but I insisted on hearing the story with him at all costs because I heard about what had happened with Colparan.

'Tsk. I couldn't help it.'

Because of that, the plan to 'hand over the center of the treason to Colparan' became difficult to carry out.

Rather, I thought it was an opportunity.

'We must show strong will on this occasion.'

Absolutely not!!

Don't even think about putting me at the center of treason.

“Haha, isn’t it true that it didn’t seem right to you at the time? I don’t regret my actions one bit, except for the fact that I stayed silent when I was getting beaten up like this.”

“……Tsk.”

Pintel clicked his tongue at Colparan's attitude.

“Even so, I think that the fact that I stayed still was, in my own way, an acknowledgement of you. In the first place… weren’t you the ones who needed my power to bring down Tenelon?”

Not my intention though.

Colparan, who knew what Pintel was doing at the Dawn Society, started to act shamelessly.

But it was useless to erase that proud, triumphant smile.

Shivering.

His legs were shaking from having been beaten, and I felt a bit sorry for him.

"so!"

widely.

After striking down his staff and placing both hands on it, Colparan took on a very serious expression.

An old man who has lived long enough to get old.

His face was covered in wrinkles, but the dark shadows cast a grave aura.

“When would be a good time?”

Among the three bishops gathered here now, there is no one who does not know what the 'time' mentioned by Colparan means.

Usurpation of the Patriarchate.

Furthermore, the death of Tenelon.

The question is when is the best time to commit treason.

“Don’t act rashly. It is up to Sir Yurian to decide.”

“Oh……?”

Colparan glares at Pintel's words as if he is laughing.

“It sounds like you’re willing to do this, whether you’re ready or not, as long as Yulian gives you permission.”

“If Lord Yurian wishes……, right now…….”

“Tsk tsk.”

You're not crazy, what are you talking about?

I know Pintel has been putting a lot of trust in me lately, but I feel like it's blinding him.

Hey, Emma! Come on!

This is not it!

“Sir Pintel, please take it easy. We want success, not meaningless deaths.”

"……sorry."

But he still listens well.

Colparan glanced at Pintel and then opened his mouth again.

“From the looks of it, it looks like nothing has been decided yet.”

Pintel showed a slightly unpleasant expression at the sight of Colparan laughing, but he didn't say anything at my gaze telling him to stay still.

“Then, let me make the schedule for the future. What do you think?”

Colparan is slowly starting to reveal his true colors.

No matter how much you acknowledge me and say that I participated in the treason, you can't give up your instinctive desires.

'Yes, that's it!'

The purpose of my acceptance of Colparan is to hand over all authority to him and take a step back from danger.

Colparan may not have noticed my wishes, but he supported his words and actions.

bang!

“What are you talking about, Sir Colparan!”

Pintel's expression turned very fierce as he slammed his fist on the table.

“Haha, why are you so angry?”

“Then how can you not be angry!?”

He seems angry at the thought that his hard work will be wasted on Colparan.

“No matter how much Colparan is in collusion with other bishops, all authority lies with Sir Yurian!”

“Ggggggggg.”

Colparan starts to laugh leisurely, in contrast to Pintel who starts to boil.

The emotions on both sides were in sharp contrast.

However, the two who had been showing a stark contrast simultaneously shut their mouths, and an awkward silence began to fall.

They know that raising their voices among themselves is meaningless.

You'll be waiting for me to speak.

If so, then it makes sense to tell you.

“Do as the Lord Colparan says.”

It was a remark made to break the silence, but the atmosphere began to become even more tense.

Into the deep sea, deeper and deeper.

Why? Why didn't you just do that?

Pintel's face, which is trembling and groaning, looks like it's about to burst.

“T-What are you talking about! Sir Yulian!”

What lifted the conversation was Pintel's voice, filled with confusion and anger.

“This is something that Lord Yurian must deal with ‘in person’! To hand it over to Lord Colparan is…….”

“So what? As I said before, isn’t the important thing to do successfully?”

I stubbornly opened my mouth, leaving Pintel behind as he spoke.

'It doesn't matter who succeeds.'

But it's important to take your foot off the gas.

What matters is my safety, my mental health.

Isn't that self-evident?

Of course, I could have done it myself and succeeded.

I just defeated Tenelon and ascended to the throne as patriarch, and I'm just running around like crazy with the bishops.

But if that happens, it's only a matter of time before the Imperial Family reveals my identity, and it's like giving up the land where I live in freedom and safety.

I've said it several times, but I'm confident that I don't care about the Dawn Society or anything like that, as long as it doesn't harm me.

The resurrection of the dead? Just give it to a dog.

Of course, I have some interest in blacksmithing.

“If you pursue small selfish desires and end up making big mistakes… haha, there’s nothing more ridiculous than that.”

Anyway, I just need to succeed at that 'thing'.

Taking that stance, I observed Colparan's reaction.

'What do you think? Since I came out like this, eat as much as you want… Yeah?'

But Colparan's reaction is strange.

His face was covered in cold sweat from being beaten up, and unlike before, he didn't seem to be relaxed at all.

Why… … are you still in pain?

***

It is natural for people to desire power, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is the natural order of things.

'If you look at his actions, it's clear that he covets power… … .'

Colparan raised his head and looked at Yurian's face.

Unseen pupils and eyes with unreadable emotions.

Even though Colparan thought that penetrating his 'poker face' was impossible.

'Kk kk, it's clear there's another intention.'

Although he still couldn't figure out the real intention behind those words, Colparan smiled inwardly and said it didn't matter.

'Hey, you've got some brains.'

Where did the idiots who used to act like the royal dog go and why are they doing such tricks?

'Let's not miss out on big things because we're blinded by selfish desires? Hehe.'

Either way, it was a topic that was bound to benefit Yurian.

Here, if he agrees with the guy's proposal, Colparan will be portrayed as someone who acts for 'selfish desires' rather than 'a cause', as he said.

If you refuse the offer, you will be known as a small-time coward.

“What would you like to do, Sir Colparan?”

“Hmm… Okay, then I’ll try my best like you said, Yurian.”

Well then, how about doing it this way?

'Young man, you don't even know that you've fallen for your own trick.'

Colparan had no intention of stopping even if he became blinded by 'self-interest'.

I acknowledge that Yurian is a 'talented person' who is fit to be the leader of the Dawn Society, but that doesn't mean I acknowledge him as the 'leader'.

“I’ll tell the bishops I’m acquainted with. First, I think it would be best to tell Genin. He’s in charge of ‘management’ of the monastery.”

A clear presentation of future plans.

If you plant eggs like this, Yulian won't be able to bite your feet.

'Well, what are we going to do?'

Why don't you just turn away and say, 'It was just a joke'?

“Good, you are truly outstanding, Sir Colparan.”

Contrary to Colparan's expectations, Yurian smiled with satisfaction.

“If Sir Colparan takes on the job, there will be fewer failures.”

Contrary to expectations, Yurian places all responsibility for this incident on himself.

Is that why?

A storm of thoughts began to rage in Colparan's head.

‘… What on earth is this guy up to?’

As a nobleman until now.

As a bishop of the 'Dawn Society'.

Having lived for many years, he was good at tightrope walking.

If not, he would have been 'eliminated' for defying Tenelon.

What's on the negotiating table.

Being able to perceive what the other person is thinking is the basis of 'dealing'.

'Yurien… … .'

I couldn't read Lee Ja's thoughts at all.

Are you really handing me the overall responsibility?

'Are you trying to say that you have no greed for power?'

It is certain that whoever exercises great influence in this position will later rise to the position of 'Patriarch'.

There is no way that Yulian, who started the work, would give it up.

“Ugh, uh-uh. I’m joking. If I really wanted to take your place, I wouldn’t have even shown up here.”

In the end, the one who reveals his true colors in negotiations will have to give up.

Colparan looked at the man who seemed sublime beyond the realm of impossible understanding, and dismissed this incident as if it had never happened.

“No, you don’t have to take this as a joke. I’m serious, Lord Colparan.”

Even though he discarded the card.

Yurian gave chase to the end.

'This mad hound of the royal family… … What on earth are you thinking!?'

A raccoon that is good at tightrope walking.

The 'Imperial Hound' who had embarrassed him was thinking like this.

'Hey, you have to do it? I'll give you everything!!'