Taming The Villainesses-Novel

(EP-147.2) #7

147 – Pincer #7

As I remained silent, Elga added a few more words as if trying to defend herself.

“Believe me! This is truly the fastest way! Would you be able to touch Mirna’s thighs if not in this extreme way?”

Elga seemed convinced that creating turmoil and chaos was the best method to conquer Mirna.

When I thought about it, there really wasn’t any other way to progress my relationship with Mirna without resorting to such extreme measures.

The only other option would be to reveal that I was Solomon’s grandson.

But that carried an enormous risk.

“… Do you not like my help?”

Elga seemed to be examining my expression. Looking back now, I suppose this was Elga’s way of assisting me.

“To be honest, I’m shocked. In the future, I hope you consult with me first before pulling such big schemes.”

“Hmph, whatever… Did you consult me before you started flirting with Mirna!?”

I found myself speechless once again.

Dealing with women was never an easy task.

I felt like I now understood why the past Angmar Kings had such short lifespans. If events like today’s were to explode among the wives, they wouldn’t be able to live a moment of peace.

And if there were many children, it would be dreadful if they all vied for the throne.

「You have calmly judged the situation!

You have gained experience points through the talent 《Calm Thinking》.

All job experience +5」

No…. I hoped this was just a lie.

I lightly shook my head to dispel the characters floating before my eyes. Then, I looked towards Elga, who appeared to be sulking.

“Nevertheless, I would like to thank Elga-nim for helping me.”

“… Oh hoh, what a strange turn of things. You’re totally bowing down to me.”

“No, I’m serious. Honestly, I find it hard to believe that you are positively considering the idea of me having multiple wives.”

“Hmph….”

Elga snorted instead of answering.

Then there was an awkward air that seemed to linger for a moment.

Finally, Elga spoke with a somewhat reluctant tone.

“I don’t think you’re simply a lecher who likes women, Theo Gospel. I believe you have political and ambitious reasons to have multiple wives. Having several wives for political gains is quite common.”

“…….”

“So, you still can’t reveal your reasons? You can’t tell me about the grand picture you’re painting?”

“That’s right.”

“However, even if you don’t say it, I already have a rough understanding. I’m not a fool. Toras. Belmen. Colossus. Demetri. Olondo, Skull, Araduna, Velos. Katar-.”

Elga started muttering something. I could tell that they were names of something, with a few familiar ones such as Olondo, Skull, and Araduna.

“These are the names of the fallen houses.”

“Yes, they were the families that fell and perished along with the Angrmar King. They are those who supported the Demon King. You’re probably from one of these guys, right?”

While I was absent, Elga seemed to have independently investigated the fallen houses. Could it be that she was doing research on her own to grasp my identity?

“You must hate the Lioness and Draco Family, the ones who brought destruction to your house. That’s why you want to use me and Mirna for your revenge.”

She was almost spot-on with the answer…

… Did I give away too much information?

Fortunately, it seemed like she hadn’t expected me to be a survivor of the Angmar Family. Maybe someday, she would figure it out on her own even before I could reveal it.

Elga then said.

“But one thing is certain. The Demon King Angmar was a madman. He would set fire to castles where people were trapped and enjoyed the sound of their screams. He’s a sadistic murderer.”

“Is this something you’ve heard?”

“It’s a story I heard from my grandfather. He was someone who couldn’t tell a lie. He was the exact opposite of you. The Demon King was a maniac who would trap people and skewer them with spikes—”

I furrowed my brows in response to such a terrible story.

I already knew a lot about the wicked deeds of the Demon King, so there was no need for me to hear it again.

“Why are you telling me this?”

“It is said that the families that perished after following the Demon King faced karma and retribution. If you’re here to take revenge, no one will support you.”

“You’re telling me to give up on revenge?”

“Yes. To be honest, they were cheap bastards even in death.”

Elga’s words had some truth to them.

In the first place, I was not truly a descendant of Angmar.

I was just an ordinary person who happened to possess the body of someone connected to the Demon King.

Ever since I became aware of my fate, there were moments when I felt a sudden surge of vengeance running through my blood. But the reason I could control it was because my soul was actually unrelated to this world.

Yet, there was a reason why I continued to follow this path.

I had a premonition that there might be some kind of ‘answer’ at the end of this road. An answer to why I was experiencing such an inexplicable situation and being in this world.

The reason why I was going through all of this.

‘That’s right.’

I, more than anyone else, was seeking answers.

That was why I could somewhat understand Elga’s frustration in wanting answers from me.

So lately, I’d been thinking that maybe I should reveal the truth to Elga.

But seeing how Elga spoke with such hatred towards the Demon King, it made me hesitate about that idea.

Ttok, ttok.

Then someone knocked on my door, interrupting my thoughts.

━Theo Gospel, are you asleep?

It was a familiar, soft voice… It was Mirna…

Elga looked around and whispered quietly.

“As expected, it’s Mirna.”

“As expected?”

“Just like how I came, Mirna couldn’t not come. I’ll hide in the closet. Pretend I’m not here, okay? If she finds out I was here first, she’ll get mad and make a fuss.”

• Edited by: faker