BJ Villainess Chapter 158

The military police stuck at the table, was so angry that he didn’t realize the atmosphere was strange. “Don’t you know that obstruction of official duties is subject to immediate disposal? Let go of me now!”

 

Then Ilya asked in a cold voice, making those who heard it feel their lungs shrink. “Explain how you’re carrying out the mission I’ve never authorized.”

 

The angry military police closed his mouth when he heard that. Right now, his mind was probably spinning to the point where it was burning hot.

 

The rest of the military police, who had been frozen by the sudden appearance of the archangel, finally came to their senses and made a posture of greetings.

 

“Greetings to Lord Ilya!”

 

At that time, an angel standing in the restaurant’s corner slid helplessly on the floor.

 

“Huhhhh…” He looked completely consumed with fear.

 

It wasn’t just that angel. Everyone here had an expression of disbelief, wondering if it was real and why something like this happened.

 

Ilya asked again in a tense atmosphere. “Was my question difficult?”

 

It was a breathtakingly heavy voice. As an intimidating aura began to flow from Ilya’s whole body, angels from the low level fell to the floor and trembled.

 

“You don’t seem to know that if you disobey my order, you will be discarded.”

 

Only then did the military police, who were caught in his grasp, urgently opened his mouth. “Lo-Lord Ilya. There seem to have been some mistakes. Let me double-check… Keugh!”

 

The military police, on the other hand, uttered the kind of words Ilya hated the most.

 

“There is no mistake in the heavenly world.”

 

“I’m… I’m sorry.”

 

“It’s even more impossible to make the mistake of claiming it is my order.” Ilya calmly grabbed the neck of the military police.

 

I let out a silent groan. Is he really trying to dispose of him right now?’

 

Ding!

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[Although Ilya is ruthless, is he this violent…?]

 

No, he’s not like that. Ilya wasn’t the kind of person who wielded force in situations that weren’t necessary.

 

It was the moment I felt something was wrong.

 

“…!”

 

Ilya’s eyes were seen gradually turning red. I instinctively rummaged through my pockets and sighed. I left the medicinal bottle at home while changing clothes.

 

Fortunately, the angels inside Clover didn’t dare to look directly at Ilya at the moment. They were instead looking down at the floor.

 

There was no time to think further. If his red eyes are discovered, all the angels in the heavenly world will try to kill him.

 

I ran to Ilya and held his hand. Then he looked at me. This time, I stretched out my hand and pulled his neck, and Ilya narrowed his eyes but obediently fell into my arms. I held his head with one hand and covered his eyes with the other. Then I whispered. “Close your eyes.”

 

I felt his eyelashes curl down, tickling my palm. Fortunately, unlike before, Ilya was calm this time. I didn’t feel any evil energy from him.

 

“Don’t be angry. If the order is wrong, you can backtrack, check the situation first, and then dispose of the person involved.”

 

“…”

 

“There is no need to make them scared now, right?”

 

He listened intently to what I was whispering, like a child listening to a lullaby.

 

I suddenly shifted my gaze from Ilya to my surroundings. All the angels here were staring at me in amazement.

 

They were not innocent angels. They were the ones tasked with selecting angels who were flawless enough to be discarded forcibly under Samuel’s orders. The fallen angel should have been someone like them, not Ilya.

 

I made eye contact with each of the military police and opened my mouth. “Go back and wait for your disposition.”

 

This was an order I gave unconsciously. But surprisingly, after saluting, the military police and even their half-dazed leader left the restaurant.

 

Thank God.

 

I lowered my hand that had been covering Ilya’s eyes. It was a calculated move, thinking that even if his eyes turned red, the angels left in the restaurant could sufficiently erase their memories.

 

Ilya lifted his firmly closed eyelids and looked at me. Fortunately, his eyes had returned to their beautiful green color.

 

Then, the owner of Clover approached us and knelt down. “I have committed disrespect for being unable to recognize you, Lord Ilya. Please spare me.” The owner was pitifully shaking.

 

Ilya raised his body, which was leaning towards me, with a calm expression on which his reasoning had returned completely. Clink. He then placed a gold coin on the table. “It’s the cost for the food and table.”

 

The table where the military police were pinned was cracked. Even so, it wouldn’t cost as much as a gold coin. The owner looked alternately at Ilya and the gold coin with a puzzled look on his face.

 

“Gambling is not permitted in the heavenly world, so get rid of it from today.”

 

“I-I understand.”

 

“I’ll allow it if it’s just a play of simple games.”

 

“…Thank you!”

 

The owner’s complexion was brightened by his unprecedentedly generous action. So was I.

 

Ilya looked at me smiling happily, and opened his mouth. “Move.”

 

The place we teleported to was the house. A strange sense of relief came over me as we were able to leave the noisy space in an instant. However, I still couldn’t feel at ease.

 

“Lord Ilya…”

 

The moment I raised my head to check his condition, my lips were blocked. Ilya kissed me. Because of that, I didn’t have time to check whether he still remembered when his eyes turned red in the restaurant or whether he was okay now. Ilya longed for me as if he was about to burst out all he had been holding in.

 

When our lips parted away, only heavy breathing filled the silence. He silently brushed my hair and rubbed my cheek with his thumb. He scanned my face delicately with his gaze as if he were trying to imprint everything in his mind. It was such a serious and passionate gaze that I could tell what kind of state this man was in even without looking at his likeability.

 

Unlike his sweet actions, the voice that came out was dark and damp. He cupped my hand, brought it to his lips, and murmured something like a confession. “I shouldn’t have called you. No, I shouldn’t have realized this feeling.”

 

“…”

 

“But it’s too late.”

 

Those words sounded somehow eerie.

 

I wanted to pull my hand away, but it didn’t work. All my will was lost to the sweet mana I had become accustomed to.

 

“I love you.”

 

He hugged my waist as if he wouldn’t allow rejection.

 

“I love you.”

 

The moment our lips overlapped, I closed my eyes.

 

* * *

 It was the private study of Elder Angel Samuel. There, Samuel and his son, Zakari, were sitting and talking. Samuel then asked.

 

“What did you say the name of that low-level angel was?”

 

“It’s Theresa.”

 

“Theresa… She was an angel sent to the ice land and lost her wings. But Ilya personally brings her to the central headquarters. What a strange thing.”

 

Zakari was just listening to the story with an emotionless expression.

 

Samuel rummaged through the report, laughed in vain, and recited it in a confident tone. “She’s definitely not a low-level angel.”

 

“She was judged as a low-level angel at the sorting center.”

 

“Then there must have been an error in the judgment at the sorting center. Didn’t you think it was strange after reading this report?”

 

The report described what Theresa had done in the central headquarters. An angel that everyone came to love as if they had received God’s grace? There was no way something like that existed. Even giving orders to the military police in the restaurant at a slum was a sign that couldn’t be overlooked. The report said the military police still didn’t understand why they followed her order. It was a scary and shocking thing.

 

However, Zakari only thought Ilya had something to do with it. There was no way you could have powers beyond your determined level. It was an absolutely unchanging rule set by God.

 

“I thought she was not worth paying attention to, although she was unique. Angels with strong personalities aren’t uncommon.”

 

“It’s not just a matter of personality. What’s strange about this angel is not her personality but her abilities.”

 

Zakari’s gaze was filled with doubt. Then Samuel dropped his gaze back to the report.

 

“I must meet this angel in person.”

 

“They say she’s not at the central headquarters at the moment. It seems only Lord Ilya knows her whereabouts.”

 

“They don’t know her whereabouts? I’m sure he must have hidden her somewhere.”

 

Zakari narrowed his brow slightly for the first time. “I don’t think there is any reason for Lord Ilya to act like that.”

 

Samuel then chuckled. “When you meet someone with a high imprint matching rate, you will understand why Ilya is acting strangely, even though he has never done it in his life.”

 

“Are you saying that low-level angel Theresa will have a high imprinting matching rate with Lord Ilya?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Otherwise, there was no way to explain Ilya’s behavior.

 

“My guess is that the test result might be high.”

 

Even so, Zakari didn’t think that the imprint matching rate would greatly impact the archangel.

 

“Follow Ilya. He will definitely head to the place where that low-level angel was hidden.”

 

“I understand… And Father, there’s something I’d like to ask you.”

 

“What is it?”

 

“I have been instructed before to dispose of low-level angel Theresa. But it wasn’t the order from Lord Ilya. Also, yesterday, the military police tried to dispose of the angels in the slums. Lord Ilya said he had never given such an order.”

 

“What is the point of asking that question?”

 

“Was it an order given by Father by impersonating Lord Ilya?”

 

Zakari’s gaze was silent without any foreshadowing. It was a calm attitude, as if he were just curious and asked. However, Samuel knew very well that the moment he answered yes, Zakari would mercilessly subdue him. Because he was even more inflexible than Ilya.

 

Samuel opened his mouth with a stern look. “How dare you doubt me, an elder angel, without any physical evidence?”

 

“I thought it was a question that could be asked to anyone.”

 

“Stop talking nonsense and get out. It’s unpleasant to be suspected of doing something like that.”

 

“I’m sorry. I’ll be leaving now.”

 

Zakari left the study without regret and was walking down the corridor of the senate when he encountered a person he did not expect to encounter there.

 

“Clyde.”

 

Clyde, whose name was called, chuckled and tapped Zakari on the shoulder. “Hey, it’s been a while.”