As a Villain I Really Don’t Want To Be Pursued by the Heroine

9

The Young Master is in Love!

The moment this thought surfaced, Anya imagined a beautiful love story where a worthless, evil young master is reformed by the pure-hearted maid, turning over a new leaf.

What could be more touching than growing for the sake of love?

Roy suppressed a chuckle, happily watching the blonde maid tidy up the dining table.

Little did he know, Anya, too, was holding back a chuckle, shipping the couple on the side.

In Anya’s eyes, the atmosphere between Roy and Alice was already tinged with pink.

Roy’s previous somewhat abnormal actions were also romanticized by her as the tsundere young master’s clumsy kindness towards the little maid, finding it adorable.

Older people do enjoy the romance of the young!

“Young master, did you confess your feelings to Alice last night?” Anya whispered in Roy’s ear.

“Huh?” Roy was momentarily taken aback.

“Don’t you want to take things further with Alice?”

“Oh, you mean that.” Roy’s eyes lit up.

Indeed, Anya’s question meant she completely bought into his reformation script.

“Alice knows I won’t hurt her, the rest will come slowly.”

Anya’s smile grew a little wider.

Oh my, taking it slow. She hadn’t expected the young master to be unexpectedly pure-hearted when it came to love.

“You’re right to take it slow at first. But if you ever want to launch a more aggressive campaign, just call on me for help,” the head maid offered warmly. “Young master, I’ll support you!”

“Oh, oh.” Roy was a bit confused, feeling that something was amiss.

And why was Anya more enthusiastic about the nurturing plan than he was?

After breakfast, Anya took Alice to familiarize herself with the work at the Marquis’ estate, officially starting her career as a maid.

Meanwhile, Roy went straight to the library.

‘Bad Boy Roy’ loved to nap in the library when idle, so this behavior did not arouse the servants’ suspicion.

The Marquis’ library was spacious and grand, with mahogany bookshelves filled with ancient books of many years. The scent of mahogany and the faint smell of ink filled the air with the aroma of knowledge. Only at the very back was there a small round table, always stocked with tea, pastries, and popular novels for Roy’s leisure, which seemed out of place with the library’s tone.

Normally, ‘Bad Boy Roy’ could spend the whole day doing nothing, lying on the lounge chair next to the round table.

But Roy was here on serious business.

He ignored the small round table and plunged into the sea of books, flipping through the materials he needed.

‘Geography Encyclopedia of Viseria,’ ‘Popular History,’ ‘Chronicles of the Lionheart Kingdom,’ ‘On the Mysteries of the Supernatural’…

In just one night, he experienced a development completely different from the game, clearly understanding that he was now in another world, not just a ‘game.’

He needed to grasp more information about this world.

Alas, ‘Bad Boy Roy’ was truly useless, his brain filled only with trashy pulp fiction, forcing Roy to study on his own.

With the help of the books and the fragmented information from the game, Roy gained a general understanding of this world.

Viseria had a long history, having gone through three eras, and now it was the fourth era, the ‘Iron Age’ of humanity.

The current world structure was one superpower with many strong nations. The Eastern Continent was under the rule of the Holy Light Church, incredibly powerful.

And the Western Continent, divided among several supernatural kingdoms, was the main stage of the game ‘Angel’s Rondo.’

The Lionheart Kingdom, to which Roy belonged, was on the western border of the Western Continent.

As one of the most powerful countries on the Western Road, the Lionheart Kingdom’s political situation had been unified under the current Lionheart King since a great war with the dragon race a decade ago.

And Roy’s father, Carl Aynbraid, the Iron-blooded Marquis, was the Lionheart King’s most capable general.

Despite being just a border marquis, Carl commanded heavy troops, was a powerful supernatural being himself, and had a life-and-death friendship with the Lionheart King, making him second only to one, above ten thousand.

Carl was not a grand duke, simply because of his personality; he had no love for power struggles.

By the way, Carl and ‘Bad Boy Roy’ were nothing alike. Although ‘Bad Boy Roy’ was despicable, Carl was known as ‘the knight among knights,’ deeply respected throughout the kingdom.

Roy closed the book, his mouth twitching.

Could this start even be played? ‘Bad Boy Roy’ was truly a pure waste!

The national politics were stable, the family power was strong, and his father was a heroic figure.

This ‘Bad Boy Roy’ just had to court disaster by provoking Alice!

Otherwise, even without supernatural talent, shouldn’t his life be carefree…?!

Roy suddenly fell into deep thought.

Was ‘Bad Boy Roy’ really doomed just because he provoked Alice in the original story?

If a system popped up and told him that was the case, that this was a game, or there was some so-called fate divergence point, Roy would not have worried.

But if considered as reality, provoking Alice was just one of the reasons for ‘Bad Boy Roy’s’ downfall!

Upon careful recollection, Roy suddenly remembered a detail.

Cults.

How could he have forgotten this damned thing?!

He remembered, in the original work, no matter which heroine was pursued, ‘Villain Roy’ as the antagonist would always get entangled with a cult!

This world is inhabited by the extraordinary.

After enduring through three eras of upheaval, humanity has completely mastered extraordinary powers, becoming the rulers of the continent.

But not just anyone can become extraordinary.

First and foremost, one needs the talent of bloodline. Even among nobility, few families can ensure that their offspring will awaken to extraordinary powers with absolute certainty.

For example, Karl’s “Ironblood” lineage did not pass on to ‘Villain Roy’.

Unable to awaken his bloodline, one could only stimulate extraordinary blood through the use of magic potions.

But ‘Villain Roy’ was too mediocre; after taking the potion, he was only a Rank 7.

Rank 7 is the lowest level of the extraordinary.

Of course, one’s extraordinary rank can be elevated through personal cultivation, but the word ‘effort’ was never meant for the worthless villain.

For commoners, awakening to Rank 7 extraordinary powers would bring glory to their ancestors, but for nobility, especially for an ancient extraordinary family like Ainsbrad with a thousand years of history, it’s a disgrace among disgraces.

“Angel’s Waltz” does not mention the detailed process of ‘Villain Roy’s’ collusion with the cult, but Roy could guess the gist of it.

Karl was a good man; he did not blame ‘Villain Roy’ for his mediocrity.

But ‘Villain Roy’s’ pride could not bear this humiliation.

Apart from taking magic potions, there were only two ways to grasp extraordinary powers.

One is to believe in the Holy Light, enduring years of asceticism to temper the body and soul—impossible for a villain like him.

Thus, ‘Villain Roy’s’ only choice was the cult.

Cults are never a good thing in any world, and it’s especially so in Viseya.

Across both the Eastern and Western continents, cults are like rats that everyone wants to stomp out.

Selling one’s soul, sacrificing the flesh, and in the end, counting money for the evil gods after selling oneself. It can be said that from the moment one chooses to believe in an evil god, that person is already ruined.

Objectively speaking, believing in the evil god was the root of ‘Villain Roy’s’ destruction.

The kind that can’t be saved.

Fortunately, after careful thought, Roy has not found any memories related to the cult.

It seems that at the time of his transmigration, ‘Villain Roy’ had not yet become involved with the cult.

He just needs to continue maintaining this status.