I Am The Game's Villain Chapter 78 Villainess Wants Blood

"Then? What do you want to talk about?" I asked Layla, getting straight to the point.

"Why are you so impatient, dear Edward?" Layla responded with a smile, which irritated .

The nickna 'dear Edward' was already annoying enough.

"I'm not impatient. Take your ti, Villainess."

"Villainess?" Layla asked, tilting her head in confusion.

"Yeah. It suits you perfectly," I replied, shrugging my shoulders.

"..." Layla didn't seem to mind the nickna, running her index finger over her lips with a smile.

"I like it," she said.

Sighing, I wondered if I'd ever get used to her.

It was no wonder that n like Loid, Thomas, or Eric were avoiding her. They knew that she could easily steal their hearts if they spent too much ti around her. Unfortunately, Ronald had fallen for her and couldn't escape her charm.

Alfred seed to have developed an immunity to Layla, which wasn't surprising given the amount of ti they spent together. I wondered if he preferred soone like Milleia, who was innocent and kind.

"I'm really happy that you talked back to Thomas in class," Layla said, beaming at .

I realized she must have been pleased that I prevented Thomas from forcing Milleia to sit next to Alfred. I didn't want Milleia near that guy either. Putting aside the ga's happy ending, Milleia was a genuinely good person, and she deserved soone better than the clueless prince.

"I'll respect my words, and I hope you do the sa," I replied.

"Of course!" Layla nodded enthusiastically.

"I won't talk to her or bother her, directly or indirectly," she promised, raising her hand.

Even now, she couldn't stop smiling.

"So, did you call just to thank ?" I asked incredulously.

"Yes. I wanted to confirm that I'm genuinely accepting your offer," Layla replied.

That morning Layla was still wary of , but now she seed to believe . Did my takedown of Thomas really win her over? Who knows, but at least she wasn't suspicious anymore.

I looked at Layla, deep in thought. Maybe she could help with finding 'X'.

"Did you notice anything weird about Alfred or anyone else?" I asked her.

"Weird behavior? Like what?" she replied.

"You know, like soone acting differently than usual."

I explained the situation to her.

"The first person that cos to mind is you, Edward," she said, circling around and scanning my body.

"?" I asked, surprised.

"Yes," she nodded. "I haven't seen you since the prince's birthday party, but you've changed a lot since then."

I shrugged. "Yeah, I've been working out. Trying to stay fit."

Layla giggled and shook her head.

Layla stopped in front of and stared into my eyes. "Not that, dear Edward," she said. "At first, I thought you beca like before, when we were children, but that's not quite right. You seem like a different person…"

I started to sweat as Layla's red eyes narrowed. It was true, I wasn't exactly Edward. I had mories of Nyrel or vice versa.

But fortunately, Layla nodded to herself and said, "But in the end, you are Edward. Hm."

"I'm glad that you didn't forget , but could you answer my question?" I shifted the topic to my question.

"Your question, hm."

Layla closed her eyes and fell into deep thought. Her closed eyes twitched a lot before she opened them again. I wondered what was going on inside her mind.

"U-Um I'm sorry, Edward," Layla said with a shy expression, twirling her wavy hair between her fingers. "My mind is filled with His Highness' face."

What the hell?! Was she that obsessed with Alfred?

"Ugh, whatever," I muttered to myself as I turned to leave, feeling utterly fed up with Layla's antics.

"Wait!" she called after , stumbling over her own feet.

Instinctively, I reached out to grasp her hand, but before I could react, Layla had pulled down with her and we both hit the ground hard.

"Ow!" She grumbled, trying to pick herself up off the ground.

"Don't 'ow' ! What was that?!" I snapped at Layla, who was looking up at with an innocent expression with her arms spread out.

My suspicion rose as I stared down at her. Was this just another one of her tricks?

"L-Layla?! Y-You fucker!!"

"What…?"

I turned around to see Ronald, Layla's official simp, running towards us.

Seriously, she had played again.

I gritted my teeth and stood up.

"H-Hey!"

I grabbed Layla's arm and pulled her up in front of . Ronald stopped short when he saw using her as a shield.

"What the hell was that, Layla?" I demanded.

She looked up at with a sheepish expression. "I just needed to get rid of him since you're here for ."

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not your lapdog, Layla."

She groaned. "I didn't an it like that, Edward."

"Release he-"

Ronald started to say sothing, but I cut him off. "What do you want, Layla?"

She looked around to make sure no one was listening before she spoke. "We're partners now, and Ronald is always following around. He's going to find out about our secret talks sooner or later. He's just a liability."

I sighed, realizing that she was right.

That dude had been lurking around Layla for a while now, and it was starting to get on my nerves. Usually, her brother would've given him the boot, but for so reason, he was still hanging around. Layla must have told him it was fine or sothing, but I didn't care.

"You jus-"

"Leave her!"

That guy doesn't know how to shut up?

We had both been ignoring Ronald's shouts for a minute now.

"Hold up, Ronny. I'm talking."

Layla said, irritated as Ronald cut her off again.

"Ah…Okay, sorry."

Ronald is such a simp, it's embarrassing.

I an, I don't know how he can even function with how much he obsesses over her.

I looked down at Layla, wondering what her plan was.

"What do you want to do?"

She had a smug look on her face as she replied, "Show him that you're stronger."

I didn't understand how that would help, but I was willing to listen.

"Okay, but how is that going to stop Ronald from following you?" I scoffed.

"It won't solve the problem. Ronald will keep following around," Layla's answer didn't please at all.

"Then why do you want a fight between us?" I asked impatiently.

I looked at Layla skeptically as she suggested that I could stop Ronald from bothering us if I proved myself to be stronger than him. "Do you have any idea how I'm supposed to show that I'm stronger than him?" I asked sarcastically.

Layla responded with a grin. "You're quick-witted, Edward. I'm impressed."

I rolled my eyes. "I don't need fake complints."

Layla shrugged. "I just want you to beat Ronny in a friendly match."

I could feel the frustration building up inside . Did she not understand the possible consequences of such an action? "Have you thought this through, Layla? The repercussions won't be nice, regardless of the outco."

I waited for her to respond, hoping that she would understand the gravity of the situation.

Aside from the fact that she craved blood because she desired a match between and Ronald, despite the fact that she knew we didn't like each other, there was another factor to consider. I was the son of a powerful Duke, and Ronald Trueheart was the chancellor's son and the younger brother of Louisa Trueheart, the president of the student council.

Nothing good will co from our fight.

Let's say I can bla the chancellor's problems on my poor father; what about Louisa? Despite her impassive deanor, she genuinely cared about her brother. If I willingly drag that jerk into a fight, she'll be furious at , and it'll be difficult to even talk to her.

"Roh, Edward. Is that what you think? Do you really want to help ? I'm sure you are also winning in this."

Layla sulked. Of course, it was a fake sulk.

"Or perhaps, are you afraid to lose?"

Her lips curled up.

"..."

It was an excellent question.

I cast a glance at Ronald.

He was fuming with rage.

I believe he is currently stronger than I am.

I had the Anathemas Fire, which truly belonged to , despite Mary's mirror ability, which I didn't want to show anyone because it was not innate to . The issue is that Vysindra's rings are taking a toll on my body. I'm not sure I could compete with Ronald, who was an earth elent expert.

But it didn't an I couldn't beat him, at least fairly…

"If you beat him, I'll tell you about so people who have been acting strangely in the last month and even before."

"What…? I thought you didn't know?"

I scowled.

Five minutes ago, she told nonsense as if only Alfred was in her head, but now she knows?

"I am serious. Don't worry, Edward."

"..."

I clenched my fists and closed my eyes.

I considered the pros and cons for a long ti.

Fuck!

I let go of Layla and placed my hand on my chest.

​ "I request a friendly match against you, Ronald Trueheart, with the Supre Lord Eden as my witness."

"!"

Ronald was beyond shocked at my words.

All of our parents warned us repeatedly not to fight in vain, but I ignored them. My father had also asked , but I didn't care.

It was an opportunity to test myself against a guy from the Main Cast of the ga.

"Do you want to take it, Ronald or…"

I sneered.

"...are you going to flee to hide beneath your Big Sis' skirt once more?"

"Edwaaaaaard!!!"