Reincarnated and Regressed Villain - Make heroines beg for forgiveness - Chapter 125

Chapter 125: Chapter 125- It was indeed very quick, LoL
With a soft breeze, a presence leaning beside his ears from behind, parting ways for soft breath to enter them accompanied by a melodious voice, whispered, “Marry me.”

‘….’ Ryuk seemed to be lost, seeing her pull such a prank out of nowhere, prompting him to swiftly leave the disappearing body created by illusion and grip the wrist that was tracing back a strand of hair behind the woman’s ears.

SWISH

“Woah, wait, not before marriage. It’s wrong! At least not here in the open!” The woman, seeing him grabbing her wrist with such agility, reacted hurriedly, before a realization hit her.

“My energy?!” Esme’s eyes widened, seeing her energy core completely depleted, and not getting restored faster with her mana heart, which produced 10 units of energy every second, making her golden pupils settle on the amber ones.

“Enough of the play, you will not leave my hand,” Ryuk firmly stated, already feeling uneasy due to some old memories resurfacing, tracing his hand to interlock her fingers with his while standing.

“Yes, I will never leave,” Esme also tightened her grip, nodding calmly, meeting Ryuk’s gaze, who felt as if he had just given her what she wanted.

“Where did that thing go?” Ryuk inquired about the creature that had just attacked her a moment ago, already aware that it was not merely an illusion.

Now that his mind was calmer, he realized that at the time when that creature attacked Esme, using her Tiara to teleport and subsequently using her Illusion in perfect sync made it all appear as if she was being hit.

Let’s not talk about that small drama she created afterwa.

“….I don’t know,” Esme’s eyes were observing the area too, while her mind seemed busy elsewhere.

“By the way, you know, right? Until you held my hand, you can’t use your Ability,” Ryuk, feeling the tight grip of delicate fingers in his hand, turned towards the woman to at least make her aware.

“Oh, is it like this? Hm, it seems destiny is against us,” placing her other hand on the mask’s lower part, she nodded while concluding something. Then she turned towards him, adding, “But am I not safer here?”

“I…” Looking at those blinking golden eyes, he parted his mouth to say something but then, thinking better of it, averted his gaze ahead, adding, “I will not let you get harmed.”

“I see.” Hearing those words, the woman tightened her grip even more, while both kept looking ahead, masked in a full-face white one adorning golden eyes, and a half-face black one adorning amber eyes.

“Now what?” Turning towards Ryuk, woman asked.

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BAM!

“Are you sure this is the way?” Esme’s eyes fell on the dark, black empty space leading to the basement or underground place, while being held in a princess carry, tightly interlocking her fingers together behind his neck.

“Yes, those things are down there,” Ryuk’s soul gaze observed a whole horde of such beings filling the entirety of the underground space, making him narrow his gaze since he didn’t feel any of their presence some moments ago.

Clank-thud-rumble

‘What are these things?’ Looking at the bulky, muscular creatures chained with their collars, making it’s way on the pillars inscribed with runes, appearing thin yet heavy enough to chain down these creatures who seemed to possess strong physical abilities.

“What are you waiting for? Jump!” The woman being held in his arm stated, already having heard the sounds coming from beneath.

Holding her in his embrace, Ryuk jumped into the depths of darkness, which was dark enough to engulf any light.

SWISH

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Far away from this place which existed on the borders of one of the smaller kingdom’s, at the centre of Titanora, things seemed much different.

Bam!

“King!, they are here!” A man wearing a soldiers armour, still muscles on hand and shoulders revealing his strength added with two blue crystal horns on his head.

“Damn those bastards!, Prepare cannons!” Man seating on the head throne ordered, not fearing the foreign adversaries even a bit, already prepared for something like this to happen in upcoming future.

“My Lord, Why not we send a message to Tenebri Family about Infiltration of Devereaux Battleships”, An Old man seated at nearby seats come forth before bowing and suggesting the way to deal with arriving Battleships.

“Previously on your request, they may have arrived but we all know, their intentions wasn’t to protect us but that person”, Standing while wearing two gauntlet Artifacts of Earth Grade, man came down from his throne passing beside Old man.

“I just hoped—” Before Old man could say something, he was interrupted.

“Prepare the warriors, and cannons, they want battle and we will give them one” King ordered.

Those words send a ripple of energy throughout the hall causing each one of the soldiers, follow the energy of their king with a unison voice,

“WE WILL BROUGHT THEM TO KNEES!”

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Thud

“Kughh!…..” Being lifted in mid-air by his vocal cord gripped in the hand of a cloaked figure, the man, who was none other than the king of this small kingdom, groaned while clenching hands gripping him with broken gauntlets.

The moment battleships arrived, all their cannons and warriors tried to retaliate, but it was the biggest mistake for them.

Within five minutes of the arrival, only two of those two hundred men who were arrived, cleared all their defences and massacred more than 400 soldiers.

tap tap

Two footsteps reverberated in the throne room where only broken walls were left, but still intact enough to not fall due to runes and magic circles.

Everything had a crack except the throne itself.

“Lady Drishti, shouldn’t you help?” While following behind the woman walking with a composed demeanor, each step causing the atmosphere to become more intense, Regina inquired.

“Can’t you see the throne is still intact? I did protect it,” the woman calmly stated while approaching the throne, stepping over many bodies, unhindered by the lingering metallic stench in the air. Her direction was fixed.

“Why?” With his body knelt on the ground filled with wounds, the old man inquired to the woman.

“Nothing much, it’s just you need to train someone for me.” Taking a seat, lazily lying with folded legs, chin supported by a hand placed on the throne’s armrest, the woman’s eyes looked towards the old man.

“I-I don’t understand, my lady?” The old man felt confused seeing such a proposal from someone of her caliber wanting a mere MASTER Ranked warrior like him to train someone.

“No need, it’s just you only have to bring those thesis you wrote,” the woman calmly stated while her gaze was fixed on somewhere else.

‘!?’

“No, you, how do you know?” The old man’s eyes widened, not understanding the reason for his secrets to be known by an unknown woman.

“Tch, time really did a number on you, you look like a twig now.” Leaning back with folded hands and a narrowed gaze and a mocking smile, Drishti stated, “Not like you were any better previously, Valhale.”

SWOOOOSH!

CRACK!

Instantly, an aura surged, causing all nearby cloaked figures at LEGENDARY Ranks to distance themselves due to their primal survival instincts taking over their senses.

The old man, whose body was just a thin structure of a skeleton, was now bulged into a muscular man with eyes shining with white flames.

The throne room, which was intact due to runic inscriptions and magic circles some moments ago, started to fall.

THUD!

Instantly breaking into pieces on touching the old man who was standing firmly with his body far tougher to withstand such small rubbles, finally parting his mouth let out visible white aura with a firm voice resonating in the hall, “It will be very quick.”