Became a Villain in Romance Fantasy - Became a Villain in Romance Fantasy chapter 6

6-Saint Lucia

Ttogak-.

Ttogak-.

Ttogak-.

I could feel the regular sound of shoes following me.

After about 10 minutes of walking aimlessly like that, Lucia, as if this atmosphere was uncomfortable, trembled for a moment and spoke up.

“Oh…What was the Pope thinking when he told me to go around with such scum?”

I was on the verge of tears when I saw the saintess still pouring out unstoppable beatings.

Lucia, seen in the original work, was a character with a strong fan base.

She was a benevolent saintess concept and an all-round beauty character with high combat power using divine power in the heroine’s helper position.

I liked her so much that even I read her novel, waiting for her to appear.

‘What kind of fool would look at this guy and think she’s the same person…’

But who the hell is the woman standing next to me?

The lips that carefully praised God only spat out swear words.

“Do you hate me so much?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Besides what you did, many evil deeds have been passed down here.”

“Then shouldn’t I just go back?”

“No. This is what a saintess should do.”

Looking back at her Lucia, as if she didn’t want to face her, she started walking in front of her.

Still, at first it seemed that he was angry with me to the point of slapping me, but now it’s just grunting.

Clearly, Laplace’s behavior towards her may have been frightening in her situation.

However, when I saw that she was only angry with the man who did such a thing, and the guide itself was good without skipping over it, I thought that the saintess was a saintess.

“This is Yebedang, a holy place where prayers are offered to God. A man like you will never come again in his lifetime.”

“Why are you so kind to me?”

“Because there is a saying to hate the sin, but not the people. I couldn’t stand it earlier and my hands went out.”

Haven’t you already hated people when you slapped them on the cheek?

The words rose up to my throat, but fortunately I didn’t let them out.

Ttogak.

Ttogak.

As I silently followed Lucia, I laughed at the sight of her walking along to the sound of her shoes.

“What is it? What makes you laugh because it’s funny?”

“Because it’s funny.”

“That’s stupid.”

Lucia made a surprised expression, asking if someone like you could even laugh, but she still didn’t stop grumbling.

Borrowing the description of the original work, Lucia had a complex about her height of 158cm.

She was not short enough to be considered as a woman, but the fact that all of her successive saints were tall made her obsessed with her height.

And for that reason, those long high heels appeared.

‘I fought well wearing that.’

Now that she’s been through combat, and since she’s usually been training, I could feel the greatness of her fighting in that outfit.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

“What is it?”

“That’s it.”

“I don’t think you care.”

She looked out of the corner of her eye at her shoes and talked.

But Lucia turned her head away with a swish as if you didn’t care.

“Okay.”

In the long run, I felt like putting her relationship with Lucia back on track here.

In the end, even if it was Angelica and the allied forces of various countries, the reason why the demon king was decapitated was because the holy nation and the holy woman were the cornerstone for him.

How should I make this saintess feel better, no, how should I deal with what this guy did before?

After organizing my complicated mind, I felt a strange sense of separation as I walked on the road.

“Where are all the men?”

Walking around the streets, there were mostly only women and children, except for a minimum of guards and a high-ranking priest who supervised the main facilities.

“They’re all dead.”

“What?”

“That’s why this place, which was just a huge temple, became a country. They are all refugees.”

It was an original work in which the main character was only a woman rather than a peaceful romance, and more emphasis was placed on characters and fantasy.

There were frequent descriptions of the destruction of several small countries due to the invasion of the demon king and various wars.

“Everyone went to war and died leaving behind their wives and children. The countries they belonged to were destroyed one by one.”

“You mean all of that was accepted by the Holy Kingdom… How did you cover the cost?”

“Oh…You seem to have a lot of questions. Didn’t you say that this is the reason why we became a country?”

“If it’s the country’s point of view… Is it possible to receive legal support from other countries, not donations received as temples?”

“Looks like it has a head on it.”

After hearing a few more curse words like that, a street stall caught my eye while walking.

“What is this?”

There were rows of hats with wide, long brims, commonly called witch hats.

“Oh… This is a popular hat in my hometown. Well, they say the design isn’t good, but it doesn’t sell well.”

The stooped old woman stood up and answered.

“Isn’t it possible that wizards use it?”

“Wizards don’t wear uncomfortable hats like this.”

It was a question I asked because I hadn’t seen any character wearing a hat like this in the original work, but it seemed like a simple traditional hat in this world.

“Again…What are you doing again?”

Pulling my collar, Lucia walked alone to the front, and she was gasping for breath as if she had just jumped in.

“Am I unable to buy a hat on my own?”

“Holy lady, this person rather listened to this old man’s story.”

When I showed Lucia the hat I was choosing and said, the old woman next to her also helped me.

It was only then that Lucia’s face turned red in an instant, as if she had finally grasped the situation.

“Well, if it’s like that, you should tell me in advance or leave. I was worried because I thought there was an accident somewhere else.”

“I am not a child.”

“You’re not saying that…Where are you going to wear the hat anyway? I’ll assume you don’t intend to wear it yourself.”

Lucia looked at the pink hat in my hand that was strangely cute for a man to wear.

“It’s a gift.”

“Are you a gift? Well…You’re sending it for an assassination or something?”

“It’s a gift for the servant. Most of the beast tribes don’t look at it favorably.”

“Ah…”

In fact, Alice and Angelica went to their inn first because they didn’t know what would happen if Alice went around the Holy Land comfortably.

‘I wonder if this is enough.’

I chose a pink hat that was long enough to cover Alice’s ears.

“How much?”

“Please give me 10 silver.”

The price was too low for one made by hand.

“Isn’t that too cheap?”

“On the contrary, thank you for buying one.”

I didn’t particularly want to be hypocritical, and I didn’t feel sympathy for the old woman’s appearance.

I couldn’t just pay 10 silver to buy a hard-made hat.

“With this high level of leather and design…Isn’t this enough?”

“Will I be better? Too many.”

“Enough.”

I handed the old woman a golden coin so that it wouldn’t fall into her hand, and took her hat.

“You’re losing money. Did you get sick somewhere?”

“I just thought it was worth it.”

“I guess so.”

Lucia snorted at my words and said.

“By the way…There are quite a lot of stalls.”

“It is difficult for refugees to open a proper household.”

‘If I don’t come to my senses, that would be my situation from now on.’

It was the original work that had already started to go wrong by saving Angelica.

If I made the wrong choice even once, it was obvious that I would be in a position no different from them.

If it gets worse, it means death.

‘It’s been a while…’

I was worried about the future.

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After falling away from the Holy Land to some extent, I began to feel regret.

‘I wanted to clear up the misunderstanding with the saintess.’

She thought that if she was a saint, she could certainly help rid her of this notoriety.

But on the contrary, even the saintess hated her.

I wondered if I should bring a present the next time we meet.

Looking at the corner of the empty wagon, Angelica came to mind.

She said that she was leaving first to bring the jewels she had received as a reward or a policy she had shared with the pope separately to the emperor.

‘Ah… A hat.’

Seeing Alice in front of her with her eyes closed, I remembered the hat I had bought for her.

If it wasn’t for her now, I woke her up because I thought I would forget her again.

“Alice.”

“Yes, yes…?”

When I called her Alice, she flinched as she wiped her mouth with spittle.

“Take it.”

“Is this…?”

I took out a hat from a paper bag and handed it over without any packaging.

“Even if it’s uncomfortable, wear it when you have to go somewhere.”

“Young, lord?”

Alice looked back and forth between me and her hat, as if she didn’t understand that she had received something from me, her ears were constantly ringing.

“Use it.”

“Nee…”

Certainly, the color of the hat covering her ears matched well with the color of her hair.

“Looks good.”

“Persimmon, thank you…”

She pulled on the tip of the hat with both hands, perhaps ashamed of her ears turning even with the hat on.

‘It’s cute.’

At this time, I didn’t know.

How the things I do will come back later.