I Am The Game's Villain Chapter 76 A Deal With The Villainess

I was dumbfounded at Layla's words. "Huh?"

"I'm not buying that. If you are trying to-"

"Why do you think all the girls are squirming in your presence,?"

Ugh, I really wish she would stop calling 'dear Edward'.

"W-Well, they are scared…"

"Scared?" Layla burst out laughing.

"You're smart in most areas, but you really don't get how people feel."

She flicked my forehead.

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'Say w-what?'

[There is a limit to being dense.]

You don't need to repeat it!

'By the way, what's the average? I've 25 in charm right now.'

I asked an important question.

I needed to know this information.

[10.]

10?!

Then I'm sure above average.

'W-What about Alfred? Is he more handso than ?'

Layla's opinion was obviously biased so I wanted the truth.

[I don't have that information.]

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'You can't understand the feelings of an average person like !' I shot back.

Suddenly, Milleia's voice interrupted our quarrel.

"What are you doing, Edward?" she asked, looking at with a puzzled expression.

I realized I was waving my hand at so girls who were looking at .

"Oh, nothing…" I mumbled, feeling a bit embarrassed.

I tried to brush it off and continued climbing up the stairs.

But then, soone called out to Milleia.

"Milleia Sophren."

I turned around and saw Thomas, the son of the Royal Guard Commander, standing there.

Milleia was nervous as she responded, stuttering slightly.

After what happened with Ronald and in the cafeteria, Milleia had grown cautious around nobles, even though Alfred's kindness had helped to soften her opinion of them. Thomas being a high-ranking noble only added to her discomfort.

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Well, yeah, I guess.

I, too, was a high-ranking noble, but Milleia spoke to normally, so I guess I played a role. But then there's Lyra as well.

Wait.

Could it be that Milleia is speaking almost casually with Alfred because of us...

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'Why are you opening your mouth only to diss ?'

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'When did I?'

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'I just stated facts. It can't be considered an insult.'

[Your friend is in a pinch.]

I was mulling over whether my presence had any impact on Milleia speaking normally with Alfred when Jarvis interrupted my thoughts.

I looked over to see Thomas asking Milleia to sit next to Alfred. Great, just what we needed - another noble trying to win her favor.

I glared at Lyra, expecting her to do sothing to stop Thomas. She had promised to behave herself, after all. But she was just standing there, doing nothing. When she said she wouldn't stick her nose in their business, she really took it at face value.

Frustrated, I realized I had to step in. I watched as Milleia hesitated, clearly uncomfortable with all the girls around Alfred.

"E-Ehm, I'm sorry, I wanted to sit with my friends…" she said, politely declining Thomas' offer.

But Thomas wasn't taking no for an answer. "Are you refusing His Highness' generous offer?" he asked, his frown deepening.

I rolled my eyes at his arrogance. Who did he think he was? And why did he care so much about where Milleia sat?

Alfred, on the other hand, seed indifferent to the whole situation. He just stood there, waiting for class to start. It was like he didn't even care that Thomas was making a scene.

Look at that guy, acting like he didn't have anything to do!

He was without doubt the one asking Thomas to bring Milleia.

I couldn't take it anymore. I climbed down from the bench and walked over to Thomas.

"Are you deaf, Thomas?" I asked, my tone laced with annoyance.