I Am The Villainess With A Maxed-Out Luck Stat - Chapter 128



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128. Smart, is there anyone who has forgotten?

Perwin looked at Roselia for a long time.

I felt like I was taking a long, roundabout path. I went around and around and barely reached my destination, but I ended up feeling like I had missed the mark.

Belated regrets plagued him.

I should have listened to Roselia’s story a long time ago.

Those harsh words that can’t be taken back should never have been said in the first place.

I now bitterly regret my past arrogance and self-righteousness.

If I could turn back time, so I could correct my mistakes… … .

The regret that came too late remained as foolishness and flowed down.

He covered his eyes with his palms.

“Are you crying right now?”

“… … It’s sweat.”

“Who is sweating from their eyes?”

Roselia was embarrassed.

She sighed as she reached for the handkerchief in her bosom. It was already used to stop the bleeding.

Roselia hesitated for a moment and then removed Perwin’s hand that was covering her eyes.

Then, he carefully wiped his eyes. Clear water droplets formed on his fingertips.

It’s true that you’re crying.

“majesty.”

Roselia met his gaze.

Anyway, since you were dumped by me, I should at least say some words of comfort.

Unfortunately, I had no talent for comfort.

“… … I’m afraid that if someone sees me they’ll misunderstand. Please stop.”

“her.”

Is this soothing or urging?

A faint smile escaped Perwin’s teeth at the crude consolation.

He looked up at Roselia’s face quietly.

Sea-blue eyes that can’t hide their embarrassment, a sharp nose and fresh lips.

A beautiful face that naturally caught my eye was looking down at me.

He placed his hand over Roselia’s hesitant hand.

When their skins touched, Roselia flinched.

“What, what is it?”

He silently took Roselia’s hand and brought it to his heart.

Roselia unconsciously turned her gaze in that direction and then hurriedly turned her head away.

I hadn’t noticed it until just a moment ago because I was so flustered, but his shirt was half-undone as he was trying to stop the bleeding.

The chilly scent of the air belatedly hit me.

Beneath the flowing fabric, his square shoulders and thick rib cage were revealed. His torn abs were revealed here and there.

‘Why is my body so good?’

A beautiful face and a perfectly sculpted body, God is truly unfair.

Perhaps it was because he had been lying on the cold floor for a long time. His body was hot. The heated body temperature was transmitted directly through her palm.

Thud, thud, thud.

My heart, heavy as a stone, was beating fast.

Roselia felt like she was being swept away by the atmosphere without even realizing it.

Embarrassed, she tried to pull her hand away, but she couldn’t get away because his strength had grown stronger.

It was at that moment that Perwin’s gaze on her became more persistent.

“Your Majesty Perwin!”

I heard heavy footsteps from afar.

It was a search party that came to find Perwin.

At that moment, the strength left Perwin’s grip, and Roselia quickly pulled her hand away.

It was regrettable that his hand was slipping away as if he had been waiting for her, but he sent her away coolly.

* * *

“Where on earth is the prince?”

“Stay put, Your Majesty. The knights have set out to find His Highness Perwin, and we will hear from you shortly.”

The courtiers tried to appease the emperor’s wrath.

Before we knew it, an orange-colored twilight was descending on our son-in-law.

All the participants in the hunting festival had already returned, but there was still no news about Crown Prince Perwin.

As time passed, the emperor’s impatience and anger gradually grew stronger.

Not only was there a commotion while he was away, but even the crown prince went missing.

Then someone pointed towards the forest.

“Preach Perwin! His Majesty is coming in!”

As soon as he spoke, the audience’s attention turned to one place.

Perwin was returning, supported by Brecht and the Imperial Guard.

Roselia was also next to him.

“Oh, oh! Prince!”

The emperor approached Perwin without regard for the consequences.

But my joy was short-lived, as I became thoughtful when I saw bloodstains spread across my son’s stomach.

“Prince, what on earth is this injury! What on earth happened?”

The emperor immediately ordered the imperial physician to be summoned, but the minister showed reluctance.

“I am afraid, Your Majesty, all the court physicians are currently with Lady Shiloh, so it will take some time to fetch them.”

“Are you saying there is no doctor to take the crown prince’s pulse?”

“I’m sorry.”

Hours earlier, Shiloh, who had been undergoing treatment nearby, had insisted on returning to the palace, saying her condition was not improving.

The Emperor, who could not leave his seat for long, sent her away alone, and Shiloh was greatly distressed.

I ordered all personnel to be mobilized to nurse her to the utmost in order to comfort her, but I had no idea that this would turn out to be a mistake.

“There is no Imperial Palace, but there are healers waiting, so this will serve as a stopgap measure.”

The subject looked at the emperor. The emperor grabbed his throbbing head.

Even as the healers examined Perwin’s wounds, his stomach still rumbled.

In the end, there was no winner, and Perwin emerged badly injured.

Roselia, who had been in the stands, returned with the injured Perwin. The audience unanimously agreed that this was an unprecedented situation.

The sound of the shocked people pounding their cheeks was loud enough to reach the Emperor’s ears.

As he was feeling uneasy, a substitute came to his side.

“Your Majesty, what should we do since the winner has not appeared?”

“The prince is seriously injured right now. Is this the time to discuss the winner?”

While the emperor was getting angry, Perwin came walking towards him with slow steps.

“If you’re a winner, here you go.”

“… … Prince?”

Perwin knelt on one knee before the bewildered emperor.

“I am a little late in finding this. Please understand, Your Majesty.”

Perwin presented the sword to the Emperor.

The stands were abuzz.

“Look, His Majesty has come to find the sword!”

“His Highness the Crown Prince has won this year’s hunting festival.”

The emperor opened his mouth in surprise, and the audience was instantly filled with excitement.

Instead, one of them officially declared Perwin the winner.

“Wow—”

The cheers grew louder as Perwin raised his sword of victory to the crowd.

Amidst the pouring applause and admiration, Perwin extended his hand to Roselia.

“Princess.”

The blazing sunset settled over Perwin’s face.

In his hand he held a sword that shone with a splendid light.

He willingly offered it to Roselia, but at the same time he hesitated.

“I brought this for you, Princess, so I hope you’ll accept it. Of course, if you don’t want it, there’s nothing I can do.”

A bitter smile appeared on his lips.

Roselia hesitated for a moment.

A man who jumped into a waterfall, saying he would keep his promise even though his skin was pierced.

Somehow I felt like I could accept this now.

Because there was not an inch of falsehood in his sincerity and effort.

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Roselia’s warm hand settled on his hand.

Only then did a sincere smile spread across Perwin’s lips.

* * *

It was a perfectly happy ending.

Perwin and Roselia looked at each other and anyone could tell that they were a well-matched couple.

The audience erupted in cheers as if congratulating the beautiful couple.

In that perfect happy ending, Cayenne, left alone, stared blankly at Roselia.

【wãRNⅰ???¸ ‘The Mark of Chivalry, the Master of Gloryញ□’ failed!】

【□□º Failure □□□ becomes ‘Bu?’】

A red warning window was floating before his eyes, but he didn’t notice a single thing.

【Sa? After □, there are 29 seconds left.】

The regression timer started ticking.

Cayenne looked at the two, overcome with miserable emotion.

Perwin offered Roselia the sword, and she gladly accepted it.

A satisfied smile spread across the man’s lips.

【?? After □□, it took 22 seconds.】

‘I should have killed him then.’

A sense of loss and helplessness that that place should have been his gnawed at his mind.

If I had gotten rid of him then, would I be standing next to Roselia?

【ë□§´ ⅰ □□ until 16 seconds ªញ□.】

No, it’s not.

In any case, he would not have been able to stand next to Roselia.

Because he was not granted such luck.

【ë□§´ ⅰ □□?ë§ 9 seconds ªញ□□.】

He was someone I couldn’t even dare to touch. He was someone so precious that I couldn’t even be greedy for him.

It was so painful to have a heart that couldn’t be reached.

I was overcome with a sense of contempt for my own miserable self. The intense self-loathing felt like a punishment in itself.

【ë□§´ ⅰ □□?ë§ 5□ ªញ□□?.】

My vision gradually became blurred.

Life wasn’t always on his side.

Even the miracle that came just once was slipping away through the cracks of my hands.

No matter how hard he tried to hold on to it, the luck that was never his to begin with found its way back to its rightful place.

Something hot rose before my eyes, obscuring Roselia’s figure.

Cayenne felt as if her existence had been erased from the world.

【□□§´ i □□?ë§ □□ ª□□□.】

Death was not scary.

Just one thing.

I was afraid that next time there would be no Roselia.

【□□□ □□□□ □□ □□□□】

Cayenne closed his eyes.

His world slowly fell apart.

“… … .”

Ppeong!

【???: (;´・`)】

【???: Sorry for interfering in the midst of such a serious situation.】

【???: Is your hobby collecting penalties?】

【???: You’re getting all the arrogant penalties. Even worse than me.】