Is it wrong for me to like seeing the villain suffer [46]
“Ah, ah...!! Ahh, I’m going to die-!”
'...What is this idiot?'
His acting was ridiculously contrived and exaggerated.
I intended to ignore him and go on my way, but the woman next to him suddenly shouted sharply:
“You man over there! You hit a person and then run away as if nothing happened?! My dear, are you okay?”
“Dear… cough, cough.”
'He fell to the ground, why is he coughing?! Were his bones broken or was he sick? Let him be satisfied with one!'
While the man was wailing loudly, Naran, who was in front of me, turned towards the commotion.
“What's going on over there?”
The woman approached him with a frowning face and bulging eyes:
"It's a big deal! One of your comrades knocked down my husband and injured him, then tried to escape without even apologizing. Look at him, he's in so much pain! He's already weak-!"
As if on cue from her, the man lying on the ground let out a long groan:
“Ahh…!”
But the passers-by hastened their steps without paying attention to them.
‘These people… as if the scene was familiar to them?’
It was clear that the residents of the neighborhood were accustomed to such tricks, so they refused to avoid getting involved.
‘Then they are nothing but crooks who live on blackmail.’
The woman shouted in a threatening tone:
“Should I call the security guards now?! Huh? You will be taken to prison, directly to prison!”
“…….”
Naran was staring at her with cold, frightening eyes, then his gaze landed on the dagger hanging at her waist.
He seemed to be gauging their danger.
His crimson eyes glowed with a ferocity I had not seen in a long time.
Suddenly his old voice echoed in my head:
“I can erase their traces from existence.”
I shuddered.
It seemed to me that he was about to kill them in an instant.
no…!! This is forbidden!!
If the place was less crowded, I would have let him discipline them a little. But here? no.
'Any commotion like this could ruin all our plans!'
“Hmmm…hmmm!”
I sent him a signal with a feigned cough, asking him to calm down and avoid confrontation.
Fortunately, he understood what I meant, so he took a deep breath and the killing streak in his eyes went out.
He said in a tone he tried to make calm:
"My comrade, too, was almost injured when he collided with a big man. Let's be careful. Then... it doesn't look like he was seriously injured."
The woman shouted angrily:
"What?! How can you be certain of that? Do you want to verify it yourself?!"
Then she leaned over her husband and pulled the opening of his dress to reveal his chest and shoulders.
There was a dark red bruise on his skin.
"See?! This is all because of you!"
Naran responded sarcastically:
“Ridiculous! How can these be the effects of a passing shock? They are artificial! I know these marks well, at least a metal stick makes them!”
I put my hand on his shoulder to stop him before he rushed further.
He turned to me and suddenly calmed down:
“Ah, lee-... sorry. ...because of me.”
His face was filled with apology.
He felt guilty because he was the one who suggested we go out and got us into this.
I smiled and patted his head gently.
“It's okay. It's not your fault.”
Then I walked towards the woman and the man lying next to her.
The woman looked up at me and said in a loud voice:
“Do you understand now, miss? If you are not careful, you will become a criminal, your future will be ruined, and you will not even find anyone to marry you!”
“…….”
Then she added in a voice feigning pity:
“And we don’t want things to come to this point. Pay the costs of treatment...or work for us to pay for them.”
She looked at me from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet, then muttered:
“What a pity, your appearance indicates poverty, you will not be able to pay money...but do not worry. I will find you a job. Your face is acceptable, and this is your luck.”
“That's enough-!”
Naran rushed from behind me, sparks flying from his eyes, so I stopped him with my hand before he exploded.
‘Such people should be taken care of by the guards.’
I muttered in a low voice:
“Go and call the men.”
He objected anxiously:
“But...”
"Trust me. Everything will be fine."
He hesitated a little, but in the end he nodded and said:
“I'll be back quickly.”
And he ran away.
The woman was staring at him with a confident, sarcastic smile.
‘With this reassurance… perhaps she is certain that she will get away with it. Does she have a back to protect her? I originally anticipated this possibility.'
It was clear from her looks that she saw me as an easy prey.
'For this very reason they chose me.'
She had an expression on her face that clearly said: This girl is weak and easy to manipulate.
'That's why they chose me.'
There is no doubt that my innocent features contributed to this.
Even now, she still thinks that I am incapable of any response or resistance.
The woman said in a sarcastic tone:
“A girl like you can't stand to live doing bad things, right? Just end it by paying compensation.”
“…….”
“Hurry up. My husband is in great pain.”
“Ah…oooh…”
As if to increase her pressure, the man muttered, furrowing his brow in a feigned groan.
I watched the scene for a while, then sat cross-legged in front of him.
I fixed my gaze on his face carefully, and his moans became less frequent until they subsided completely, and he was confused by my scrutiny of him.
I opened my mouth and said:
“Hmm, your face is actually not bad.”
"What?"
The woman interrupted us nervously:
“There's no time for gossip, miss. Come, make up your mind. We don't want to burden you with a burden that turns you into a criminal—”
"I've decided! I really want to hear this man scream in pain."
"…What?"
I smiled an innocent smile and added:
“I simply love to see handsome people in pain.”
“What…? What are you raving about?”
The man was staring at me with an incomprehensible face, but I didn't care.
“Let's do this: Use that dagger of yours and stab him. Then say it was me who did it.”
I pointed to the woman, then to the dagger hanging on her waist.
I even made the gesture more clear, but she still did not understand.
"What are you saying…?"
I took a deep breath and slowly repeated:
“Stab him with that dagger. Then claim that I caused the wound. Then I will have a bigger debt to you.”
“This is nonsense...”
“I won't say anything! And even if I deny it, you can simply insist on your lies as you are doing now.”
The woman blinked with hesitant eyes and said:
“But, miss, with this you—”
"It's okay. Don't you two want more money?"
The woman swallowed uneasily.
“H-That's true...but why are you doing this?”
“I told you I love seeing handsome people in pain.”
I smiled innocently, then added:
“A bleeding handsome man is always a beautiful sight. Come on, hurt him more! The more injuries he gets, the bigger the compensation you will get.”
“Huh...”
The woman let out a short, startled gasp, looked at me and then at the man.
Then slowly she pulled the dagger from her waist.
The man's face turned pale as he shouted:
“What are you doing?! Don’t say you believed this madness?!”
The woman smiled contemptuously:
"Another wound or two won't kill you. Shut up and let me finish this."
She tried to plunge the dagger into his shoulder, but it deviated at a speed unbecoming of someone who was supposedly injured.
'What agility for a man who claims to have a broken body.'
“Are you crazy?! What are you doing?!”
She replied sarcastically:
"What's this exaggeration? I'll do it lightly, just be patient—"
Then she attacked him again, and he narrowly escaped, growling angrily:
“You think I'll just stand by and watch? I swear if you try again I'll break your arm!”
“Challenge me if you can, you bastard! Are you afraid of just a scratch when you are the one who played this game on us?”
She exposed herself as she spoke the truth, forgetting their old claim that I was the cause of his wounds.
The dagger barely touched the man's cheek, so he had no choice but to pounce on it.
I watched the scene with sparkling eyes.
“Yes… it seems that working together was never an option.”
The man shouted:
“If my ex-partner had not been sent to prison, I would not have had to accompany you—!”
‘Oh… so they have old scores.’
I had pretended I wanted to hear his sincere moans, half for the truth and half to buy time until the knights arrived.
And now they rushed into battle easily.
Passers-by began to gather, whispering as they watched the quarrel escalate.
"You idiot! Just a simple scratch is enough!"
“Why don't you do it for yourself?”
“Do it if you can!”
Suddenly a stern voice rang out:
“Stand still—!”
The arena shook with the loud sound.
Knights armed with iron appeared from among the people.
“Knights...”
Whispers echoed among the audience.
The man and woman stopped fighting and stared at them.
“Do you dare to fight with weapons in broad daylight in the middle of the street?”
But despite the threatening tone, the two did not seem afraid.
The woman slowly lowered her dagger, and stared, smiling, at an old knight who was standing at the outskirts:
“Wow… Isn’t this Commander Fred? We got a little noisy today, didn’t we?”
She spoke as if she were an old acquaintance of him.
‘As I expected… they have influence within the Guard.’
Then she continued rudely:
“Sorry. We'll leave now, without causing any more trouble.”
“…….”
However, Fred seemed unable to respond, and he stuttered while sweating.
The woman realized his confusion and called again:
“Mr. Commander?”
But before she could complete her speech, a knight wearing bright white armor came forward and said sarcastically:
“So it's true… that the Guard Captain takes bribes from scoundrels. What a shame! How can I raise my head among the knights after this?”
Then a hand pointed towards us.
“These are the ones who dared to threaten my maid.”
There were two firemen next to him, and he took off his robe and pointed directly at them.
‘He hides my true identity with the title of slave girl so that I will not be discovered.’
The woman quickly protested:
“No! We never threatened anyone, I swear! She was the one who instigated the fight!”
The man agreed with her immediately.
The knight in white armor turned his gaze to me:
“Is this true?”
I lowered my head slightly, clasped my hands in front of my chest reverently, and said in a sad voice:
“It is impossible... I cannot live doing evil.”
“A girl like me can't stand to live doing bad things, right?”
I raised my eyes to the woman with a gentle, sad look, and her features became confused and distorted with anger.
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