A Villain Is a Good Match for a Tyrant - Chapter 9.1

TL: ROSEMUND PR: BELLIS

This shouldn’t happen. She deserves to be inside the villain’s body. So that people around her can be charmed by her! And now, she is inside the Saint’s body, there was nothing good about it. She has to do daily prayer, meal once a day in the holy land, isolated from the outside world. It’s like daily fasting for a diet!

‘Oh my God. Why am I getting a set up like this… if I don’t get out of this loop, I’ll never see anyone!’

Estian the Emperor;  Cain the head of the Imperial Knights; Richard the owner of the tower; and later Ryu In, the prince from Southern land. All of them are men that she creates based on her taste. She can’t believe she can’t meet those guys.

“No…”

She had to change her tyrant’s heart and enjoy the platonic love with him and the supporting characters inside the Villain’s body. But now all gone and fly away, far from her reach.

“I should do something.”

That day, the Saintess muttering her line to someone who she doesn’t know the whereabouts while staring at the Empire.

“It’s mine…”

Amongst all the things that she put for Estian, her favourite set up from his is a virgin man.

But you’re already married? And according to the spies, the Emperor and Cecil already slept together? The saintess’ breathing becomes heavier.

“Huff… That’s okay. I can throw away my favourite set-up because I’m so generous.”

In her heart, she lowered down the ‘Virgin man’ ranks by one bar and raise the rank of ‘fine man’ by one bar. She just has to like another set up from now on.

The saint recalled the setting of Cecil, the villain. A woman who only has a pretty face from a small kingdom. A woman who gets all the power and live in luxury through her evil act.

‘Once Cecil die, I can get into Cecil’s body.’

Fortunately, the original author knew how to move to another body. The first condition is that Cecil, the Villain, should die. While thinking about it, the Saintess clenched her fist again.

“Wait for me, Estian! My male lead! I will take you with the Villain body no matter what! And I will turn this world to its original state!”

The saint struck her fist into the air, and a blue gold mist appeared, bigger than the other day.

“Huh?”

The barrier cracks open and the barrier has been broken. The saintess believed the barrier always like this and never tried to break it. She shouted at the sight of the barrier that was being smashed by the mist that usually will protect her from any harm.

“This is the power of love!”

If the barrier has a mouth, it would probably tell her to stop speaking nonsense, sadly it doesn’t have any.  The saint jumped off the wall. Her body, protected by the mist, lightly stepped on the ground.

A cold white forest spread before her eyes. She needs to pass through a few countries before she could reach the Empire. The Saintess began to run full of determination. To the Empire, where her male lead will wait for her.

“Love will save the world!”

A bird flew after hearing her cries as if to escape from her loud voice.

***

“I just need you to build a bad reputation enough to beat mine.”

Cecil couldn’t understand what the emperor had said just now. After thinking for a while, Cecil said to him

“No one can surpass yours, Your Majesty.”

“…”

Estian couldn’t tell whether she was complimenting him or not. There was a good pause because they didn’t understand what each other words. Estian ask her again.

“Is it that hard?”

“Yes.”

“Is my notoriety that bad?” 

“I think your reputation is even higher than the sky.”

Cecil answered him while changing her words to reputation.

Estian felt a little unfair with Cecil’s attitude when he actually asked about something that should be obvious.

“I don’t think so.”

“You don’t have to be modest. A child born on this land would definitely remember your name first before their own mother. In addition, if you ask a bypasser, they will obviously say your name, Your Majesty.”

“…”

It sounds like a compliment, but somehow it feels like it’s not.

“But if you try, you’ll somehow…”

Estian couldn’t say anything to retort her words. It was strange that he couldn’t find a way to reply to her sentence. Her words seem to be pricking him from every way.

“…”

When Estian stay silent, Cecil began to think

‘Is His Majesty ignorance about what he has done before?’

Cecil recalled the famous story about Estian’s madness that she had heard so far.