Everyone Wants Me Dead: The Villain Lord's Survival Diary

Chapter 73 – I'm sorry

"Roye, you're back?"

At the door, the handsome man wore a gentle smile, his deep blue eyes resembling the ocean, and his light golden hair glimmered under the sunlight.

Roye stared at Sylvie, lost in thought, then gently nodded, a charming smile unconsciously appearing on her face.

Inside, it was an ordinary residence.

Not particularly wealthy, but the corner was filled with grain, and a row of dried meat hung on the terrace.

All of this silently indicated a happy, well-off family.

She set down the basket of groceries she had slung over her shoulder, which contained fresh fruits she had just bought from town.

It was that day again.

Roye held her thoughts inside, pursing her lips, silent and speechless.

Suddenly, she felt warmth behind her, and then a pair of large hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her into a warm, broad embrace.

The familiar scent of the man made her dizzy, and her delicate body softened in compliance.

"Roye, did the kids give you any trouble today?"

His gentle voice came with warm breath right beside her ear.

"No..."

Roye replied with a complex look in her eyes:

"Today, I taught them the history of the Demi-human Kingdom. One of the kids even asked me when they could participate in the awakening ceremony."

This answer was so familiar, Roye had lost count of how many times she had said it, and her expression gradually turned sorrowful and bewildered.

Because she knew what the man would say next.

The man didn't notice the change in her eyes but gently turned her around, holding her in his arms, burying his head deeply into her hair, greedily inhaling her scent, his eyes filled with a fiery love.

Roye slowly raised her hand and embraced the familiar man before her.

But her eyes were now filled with sorrow.

Yes, how could it not be familiar?

After all, they had been together for a long, long time.

So long that the years were uncountable.

She and Sylvie had met in this small town again and again, from strangers to acquaintances, from acquaintances to lovers, and then to an indelible love.

She knew what he liked to eat, his habits, what clothes he liked her to wear, how he liked her to serve him.

Every inch of this man's skin, even the roars of excitement, were etched clearly in her heart.

His familiar scent, the warm touch when she leaned against his chest, and the sincere look in his eyes when he looked at her, were so real, so real that it frightened Roye.

But their ending would always come to an abrupt halt on this day.

At this moment, the man's trembling, expectant voice sounded beside Roye's ear.

"Roye, we've been together for so long..."

"Let's get married."

The room fell silent, the soundless silence suffocating.

Roye lowered her head, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry..."

"Roye, what did you say?"

The man's expression turned bewildered, like a child who had done something wrong.

"I'm sorry... I can't agree to that."

"Uh—"

The man let out a painful groan, looking at the girl in his arms with a shocked expression.

A small sword made of golden light had resolutely pierced through his heart from behind, his strength rapidly draining away, and he fell powerlessly to the ground, blood slowly spreading across the floor.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Roye murmured the these words, holding the gradually disappearing small sword, collapsing and crying bitterly in the man's arms.

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She watched as the man's pupils gradually dilated, felt his body losing warmth, and it was as if a knife was slowly twisting in her heart, bit by bit, determined to make her taste the pain of killing her beloved with her own hands.

The tears seemed to flow inward, turning sour and bitter, eventually becoming the blood that seeped from the corner of her mouth.

"...I'm sorry... truly sorry... Sylvie... I have no choice..."

"I've promised you a thousand times, and you've died a thousand times before me... I'm sorry..."

"I... I wish I could just live with you in this small town... but..."

Her lips trembled, and she gently kissed the man's lips one last time, murmuring to herself:

"But a dream is ultimately a dream, and I can only... only end this dream in such a cruel way."

"I don't want to... see you die again..."

"I'm sorry..."

Roye gently caressed the man's pale cheek, her sorrowful eyes flickering like embers struggling in the ashes, several times brightening and dimming, finally turning to dust.

...

"Master, she's already gone through the second erosion, and most of the energy in the Nightmare Mark has been consumed."

"Probably just one more time, and she can fully recover."

In the room, Loli was sitting in Sylvie's lap, her two soft little hands hooked around his neck, her face flushed as she explained the situation of Saintess Roye.

This morning, as soon as they woke up, just after washing up and before having breakfast, they had come early to the Saintess's room to check on Saintess Roye and help her recuperate.

Just now, with Loli's guidance, Sylvie once again helped the Saintess complete a realization.

He didn't know what Saintess Roye had experienced in the dream.

Even in her unconscious state, the unresolvable sadness could be felt from her expression.

Could it be that in the dream, her relatives passed away?

Sylvie speculated silently.

According to Loli, the Nightmare Mark would target the weakest link in Roye's soul, creating a series of endlessly repeating dreams.

And the entity that planted the Nightmare Mark would gain power from the endlessly repeating terrifying dreams until Roye's soul was completely devoured.

Toying with souls and dreams, isn't this typical demon behavior?

Sylvie could guess with his toes how this thing came about, most likely that kid Ye Hao went crazy and made a deal with those despicable things from the abyss.

Sylvie studied the Saintess lying on the bed, lost in thought.

But the little maid in his arms was not happy, she hummed coquettishly, wriggling her little bottom in Sylvie's lap.

Her expression seemed to say in big words, "I'm jealous."

The fluffy big tail behind her also rose to block Sylvie's view.

"Master... hmph..."

"Master, look at Loli, won't you... Loli worked so hard..."

Sylvie snapped back to reality, looking at the little maid in his arms with her lips pouted high, he couldn't help but laugh as he leaned down to kiss her red lips twice, only stopping when the little maid let out a satisfied hum, then curiously asked:

"Loli, can you sense what kind of ability she'll awaken?"

Loli shook her head at his words, regretfully answering:

"Master... Loli doesn't know, not every Demi-human can awaken, and the power in the bloodline is a secret for each Demi-human, only during realization can she have a vague impression."

"And sometimes, this impression isn't accurate, you still have to wait for the complete awakening to be sure."

"I see."

Sylvie nodded.

It seems they'll have to wait until the Saintess awakens to see, if it's a powerful skill like Loli's, then he can't just casually send Roye back to the Players and Ye Hao.

Besides, he still had a follow-up quest involving the humiliation of the Saintess to complete.