A World Where You All Are The Villains - Chapter 64.2
“Ugh…”
“I don’t even have the strength to tear it.”
He let out a short groan, probably from the pain, then suddenly flicked his blood-soaked fingers.
Rip, rip.
The hem of my skirt separated cleanly along the seams.
It wasn’t perfectly sanitary, but at least I now had cloth suitable for stopping the bleeding.
But.
The number rose immediately, and my vision swam.
“…I told you not to overuse your ability like that.”
“Then what, is there another way?”
There wasn’t.
Still, for someone who was supposedly a commander-in-chief or whatever, it was frustrating that he relied only on his ability and didn’t even carry a weapon.
“Don’t worry. It doesn’t hurt much.”
“I’m not worried.”
“Then why do you look like that.”
I was only worried about my own safety.
Which made it worse.
Because his eyes really did look like they were going off the rails.
“…I think Your Highness isn’t in your right mind because of the hallucinogen.”
“Why don’t you just ask outright if I’ve gone crazy, like before?”
“I’d like to.”
“You’re really getting bold. Do you know I’m four years older than you, Ducal Lady?”
He wrinkled the bridge of his nose and let out a faint laugh.
Then he stared into the air, his eyes slowly blinking.
“Don’t fall asleep, Your Highness.”
Afraid he might lose consciousness, I spoke quickly.
“Are you already too affected by that Hesis stuff?”
“…How did you know?”
“You told me to cover my mouth and nose, but you didn’t take any precautions yourself.”
“Right. I didn’t.”
Nodding obediently, unusually compliant, he soon muttered like a sigh.
“…That amount doesn’t even put me to sleep anymore.”
My eyes widened at that.
‘Then that means it’s a serious addiction!’
The female lead was involved with a cult, and one of the male leads was addicted to hallucinogens.
Just how far was this novel planning to go?
“Earlier, you said you were curious about what that liquid was that they gave Baron Gavent’s son.”
Just then, he suddenly brought up an unexpected topic.
“It’s blood taken from an Awakener right before a rampage.”
“An Awakener’s blood…?”
“Yeah. They said it was telekinesis, so it might even have been my blood.”
“What? What do you mean…?”
Did I hear that correctly?
I looked at Serge with shaking eyes and asked again.
“What do you mean, your blood?”
“If you make the Corrupted drink it, they seem to regain their sanity temporarily. If the compatibility is good, they can even use the blood owner’s ability for a short time.”
Instead of answering my question directly, he gave me a string of shocking information.
My mind went blank with confusion.
“I’ve… never heard of anything like that.”
Not in the original novel, and not even in any of the books I had read after coming here to gather information.
As I stared at Male Lead #4 with unsteady eyes, he gave a short, mocking laugh.
“Of course not. That’s not something a sheltered noble lady like you would ever hear about.”
His sarcasm, completely unaware of what I was thinking, made irritation surge up.
“You keep saying I was raised comfortably, that I was sheltered. I wasn’t raised that comfortably.”
“Oh? Then what, how rough did you have it growing up?”
“I’ve seen more than enough things I shouldn’t have seen while growing up…”
Thud.
At that moment, his head slowly dropped onto my shoulder.
“…Y-Your Highness! If you pass out now, you’ll die!”
I shouted like I was having a fit.
It felt like my heart dropped straight to the bottom.
‘At least find the female lead before you die!’
I had finally found a useful source of information.
If Male Lead #4 died here, what was supposed to happen to this damned story?
“…Ducal Lady.”
Fortunately, Serge hadn’t lost consciousness.
“I won’t die anyway, so don’t think about leaving me here. Stop by the grand ducal manor and let them know I’m here. Don’t regret it later.”
His words, as if he had read my mind, made me flinch.
“…That never even crossed my mind.”
“Why not?”
“How could I just leave someone this badly injured!”
“They said you were selfish and vicious… this is rather unexpected.”
“I’ve been thinking the same thing about you for a while.”
“……”
“Your Highness.”
“……”
“Hey.”
There was no answer.
I squeezed my eyes shut.
“Please, you crazy bastard… if you’re going to threaten me like that, at least tell me how to get to the grand ducal manor…!”
My miserable voice echoed emptily through the deserted alley.
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