ALL NOVEL chapter 20
20. This Unexpected Increase in Favorability
Valentina originally thought she was simply looked down upon because of her birth, but it turned out she was told it was because they wanted to make her a star slave?
What a joke! She was angry!
She originally thought that since the other party was her brother, she would give him some face and endure it if she could, but now she couldn’t bear it anymore. Even she had a temper!
She absolutely had to teach this brain-dead brother a good lesson!
Even if it means using the power granted by the evil god!
She had held back before, hesitant due to lingering doubts, but Prince Mori’s words had thoroughly enraged Valentina.
Though Prince Mori, standing at a distance, sensed little of Valentina’s transformation, Marlow, who was facing her directly, felt her change all too clearly.
At that moment, Valentina exuded a dangerously charged atmosphere. Marlow, being a skilled fighter, naturally sensed the impending threat.
He feared that he might very well lose the upcoming battle.
But so what!
Life is only interesting when it’s a little thrilling!
Even though he felt the possibility of defeat looming, Marlow still wore a fierce grin, swinging his powerful fists at Valentina for what felt like the umpteenth time.
“No way, Your Highness! You can’t take your eyes off me until you’ve defeated me!”
Marlow had never felt so alive, fighting for his life against an equally matched foe was far more exhilarating than threatening some noble lord.
As one of the few enemies in the original story who defeated the female protagonist without directly entering a CG scene, instead handing her over to others, Marlow preferred battle over women.
Noah knew this and sought him out for that very reason.
“…It’s over.”
As Noah’s calm voice fell like that of a commentator, Marlow, who was about to strike Valentina, was suddenly met with her cold, piercing gaze as she lifted her head, and in an instant, she sent him flying with a punch.
Having harnessed the power of the evil dragon, Valentina’s eyes transformed into slitted, dragon-like orbs, and in that moment, under the fierce glare of her mysterious, icy purple eyes, Marlow realized he was doomed.
If he was a mad dog, then she was undoubtedly a far superior beast.
Who would have thought that the most demure princess harbored such a wild beast within her?
—Ah, even if I die now, it’s worth it.
With a tremendous crash, Marlow, who had been dominating Valentina, was sent hurtling like a cannonball into the wall of Prince Mori’s mansion, collapsing into unconsciousness from the severe injury.
Yet, despite the pain, a strange, satisfied smile lingered on his face.
“What!? How is this possible!?”
Prince Mori, who had never anticipated Marlow’s defeat, displayed a look of shock.
What is happening? Is Valentina this strong?
Feeling a sudden panic at his sister’s transformed demeanor and power, Prince Mori was at a loss.
But Valentina didn’t care about that. After defeating the troublesome foe, she directed her icy, furious gaze at Prince Mori, who was watching from the second floor.
“Damn it! Martina! Get in there!”
Though he was the one in a position of power, looking down at her, it felt as if he were the one being looked down upon by Valentina, who was merely a lowly b*stard in his eyes.
This humiliation compelled him to order his maid to replace the useless Marlow and subdue the woman he had set his sights on, binding her and sending her to his room.
How could anyone die for such an idiot…
However, there was indeed something happening. Upon hearing Prince Mori’s command, the young maid Martina, who had been silently serving her by the side, immediately drew a short sword from her skirt and leaped onto the railing of the second floor, swooping down like a hawk to attack Valentina on the first floor.
Others might marvel at the maid’s exceptional skills, but Noah had long been aware of them.
After all, this gray-haired maid named Martina was actually the leader of the Fury Group.
In the original story, her rank surpassed even that of the level 80 Marlow, with stats that were generally superior to Marlow’s in every aspect except for physical defense and health.
If Valentina had attempted to escape during her training, she would have been subjected to various dangerous tools by Martina, all for the sake of her beloved master, Prince Mori, which meant there was no yuri subplot involved.
“…Get out of my way!”
Yet, even the maid Martina, stronger than Marlow, was insignificant in the face of Valentina wielding the power of the evil dragon.
Though Martina’s ambush was swifter and more ferocious than Marlow’s, Valentina effortlessly swung her longsword, batting Martina away as if she were a mere ball.
By chance, the direction of Martina’s flight was towards Allen on the second floor, who had no choice but to extend his hand and catch the maid, who had multiple broken bones.
The impact was strong enough to create a large dent in the wall, yet Allen, merely a scholar, managed to catch her with ease, which seemed quite strange.
However, Valentina’s attention was solely on Prince Mori at that moment, so she failed to notice this peculiarity.
“Ugh!?”
Seeing his most trusted subordinate Martina lose so easily, the usually arrogant Prince Mori could no longer maintain his pretentious demeanor. Just being looked at coldly by his sister made him break out in a cold sweat.
He certainly wanted to escape, as far away as possible.
But just as he attempted to turn and flee, he felt as if someone had tripped him, causing him to fall awkwardly to the ground.
As he struggled to get back up in a fluster, his favorite sister had already descended before him.
But instead of being bound and dressed in seductive lingerie, she stood there in a battle skirt, holding a sharp blade, the tip of her sword less than ten centimeters from his throat.
Faced with such a crisis, Prince Mori forced himself to calm down.
“Valentina, you wouldn’t actually be planning to kill me, would you? I am still your brother, after all. What you’re doing would not only be a huge scandal within the royal family, but you wouldn’t fare well either. Even if you’re not executed, you would definitely be confined. So wouldn’t it be better to stop here? It would be beneficial for both of us.”
Gone was his previous arrogance; Prince Mori crawled on the ground, attempting to negotiate with Valentina in a pleading tone.
Valentina looked at her disgraceful brother, her heart stirred with emotion.
This man is so embarrassing!
If it were that annoying evil god, he would probably show a nonchalant attitude even in defeat, urging her to act quickly.
Wait? Why is that guy’s face appearing in my mind right now?
For some reason, the image that surfaced in Valentina’s mind was none other than the black-haired youth whose lower face she had only glimpsed—the evil god.
The princess couldn’t help but feel somewhat… no, very displeased at his sudden appearance in her thoughts.
Yet she had to admit, compared to this embarrassing man, even the detestable evil god seemed much more appealing.
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