BJ Villainess Chapter 320

I made one last attempt to persuade her.

 

“The fact that Ozworld met me in the future means your plan has already failed.”

 

Frea’s expression darkened as I bluntly delivered the harsh truth that she was wrong. But soon, she steeled herself with determination.

 

“Thank you for telling me. Thanks to you, Theresa, I’ve realized that I need to stay focused and convince him properly.”

 

As soon as I heard her resolve, I thought, She’s hopeless.

 

The end of this world might come even sooner now. But I didn’t have any desire to break Frea’s will to save the world or Ozworld.

 

“If that’s the answer you’ve come to, then I won’t stop you. But can I ask one thing? In the final moment, please think of Hardy.”

 

Frea looked at me with a hint of suspicion and asked, “Why are you asking me to think of Hardy?”

 

“I met Hardy in the future. It bothered me to see him suffering for the rest of his life, having lost everyone he loved.”

 

Hardy was loved by everyone in this dimension. So, it’s likely that Frea became desensitized to the tragedy that awaited him. Seeing how well he was doing every day, I could understand how she might forget. But he’ll spend a longer time than anyone else in misery.

 

Still, as his creator, Frea should feel some responsibility and try to prevent his misfortune. If it were me, I would definitely do that.

 

Frea bit her lip as if I had struck a nerve, then bowed her head to me. “Thank you… for telling me that as well.”

 

I gave her a slight nod in return and walked past her. Our understanding and cooperation ended there. We had different beliefs and hopes, so it couldn’t be helped. But I took comfort in the fact that I could at least say something on Hardy’s behalf.

 

As I entered a quiet, empty area, I noticed the atmosphere around me change. Time had stopped.

 

“You’re later than I expected.”

 

I had anticipated that Jyang would show up, given the chaos Ozworld’s bombshell revelations had caused among the constellations today.

 

“Hey. You didn’t tell me about any of this.” Jyang, looking like he was on the brink of collapse, spoke with a troubled expression. “Because of you, the entire Pantheon is in an uproar. What were you thinking?”

 

“This wasn’t part of my plan either.”

 

Ever since I ended up here, it’s been one mishap after another, so there was no time for thinking.

 

“But maybe this is for the best.”

 

“What?”

 

I, however, knew the future.

 

“How about stepping down as channel manager and living as a doctor who treats BJs?”

 

“…”

 

“I’ve been to the Pantheon, and at that time, you gave me some advice: to be careful of Ozworld.”

 

Jyang furrowed his brow, seemingly not understanding why I was suddenly bringing up Ozworld.

 

“He’s going to the Pantheon.”

 

With that one sentence, Jyang’s eyes widened in shock as he grasped the full implications.

 

“That’s impossible. Ozworld is just a character.” Even as he said that, Jyang’s expression grew more serious, realizing that it wasn’t entirely out of the question. “I’ll think about what you said.”

 

“That’s all I ask.”

 

With that, I had done all I could. Now, it was a matter of time.

 

After Jyang left, I continued on my way. But when I arrived at the knights’ quarters to find Clyde, I encountered an unexpected situation.

 

“Hello. Is Clyde—”

 

“Heyyy! Our youngest’s wife is here!”

 

“What?!”

 

The knights, knowing who I was, made a commotion, and others who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere rushed over. They reacted with either amazement or despair when they saw me.

 

“What the—she’s really beautiful? This can’t be real!”

 

“Why does that brat have everything? Why is life so unfair?!”

 

My idea of knights was that they were supposed to be solemn and strict, but here, they all seemed a bit unhinged.

 

“Stop making noise and move aside.”

 

At that moment, Hardy, sleek and cat-like, pushed through the crowd. With his distinct appearances, Hardy, who was handsome enough to be described as beautiful, stood out even more. He looked at me with a mischievous smile.

 

“Are you here to find your husband? Follow me.”

 

I followed Hardy, avoiding the knights who were groaning in despair.

 

“We’ve captured a new foreigner, but it’s a peculiar case, so Clyde is checking it out. He’ll be a bit late getting off today.”

 

The novel didn’t mention any significant foreigner appearing. So I thought it might be an insignificant extra, but given the variables like Clyde and me, my curiosity was piqued.

 

“Do you mind if I take a look too?”

 

“Sure. But the foreigner can’t even speak, so there might not be much to see.”

 

I replied that it was fine and then subtly suggested that he drop the formal speech.

 

“Feel free to speak casually with me.”

 

Even if Hardy looked like he was just a high school student, he was a few hundred years older than me. And since we had spoken informally a few times in the dreamlike space of my mind, using formal language felt awkward. Hardy, who didn’t particularly like formalities, welcomed my suggestion.

 

“Shall I? You can speak casually with me too. If you’re Clyde’s wife, that makes you my friend.”

 

“Okay.”

 

In a rather friendly atmosphere, we entered what seemed to be a prison used to detain captives.

 

Bang! Suddenly, a loud noise rang out. Hardy frowned and ran toward the sound, and I instinctively followed him. There, we found Clyde facing off against a massive nine-tailed fox.

 

Ding!

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[Why is a nine-tailed fox here?]

 

Wait a minute. That looks like the nine-tailed fox I know. With a faint voice filled with doubt, I called out to the fox. “David?”

 

The fox promptly transformed with a puff into the familiar form of David.

 

“What are you doing here, Miss?”

 

That was exactly what I wanted to ask him.

 

38. Tag

Ozworld was on his way to the meeting room when he suddenly stopped and glanced to the side. Beyond the arched hallway, he saw a golden mana trailing squirrel climbing up a tree. It was proof that the influence of the garden created by Theresa was already spreading throughout the imperial palace.

 

Theresa was taking root deeply in this world. Everything newly born was showing fervent affection toward the new master of the planet. It was a rather strange sensation.

 

Ozworld felt as if he could understand the world somehow. But at the same time, the thrill of feeling an emotion he’d never experienced before was brutally trampled by another unfamiliar feeling. The fact that she not only disliked him but outright hated him came as quite a shock.

 

In truth, Ozworld had deceived Theresa. He acted as if he had only seen her happiest memories, but he had witnessed everything up to the moment they parted.

 

His future self had been born unable to love anything, and so he lost the only love he ever found. Because of that, Ozworld came to understand the form of love she desired—and realized he possessed an advantage that his future self never could. That advantage was the absence of past mistakes.

 

Since he hadn’t toyed with or deceived Theresa, Ozworld felt he was worthy of receiving her love. This was why learning was important. He was confident he could love Theresa perfectly, without a single flaw.

 

A craving unlike anything Ozworld had ever felt before filled his entire being. He wanted to possess everything about her, just like in his memories. In fact, he wanted her to gaze at him with those lovely eyes, to embrace him, to caress him.

 

“I love you.”

 

Just recalling those words, heard only through memory, made Ozworld hard to breathe.

 

Ozworld asked the servant who was silently following at his side, “How is the rebellion of House Ananuka progressing?”

 

“It is prepared.”

 

The phrase ‘rebellion is prepared’ sounded strange, but both Ozworld and the servant said it naturally.

 

The House of Ananuka had done nothing wrong. Or rather, there was one thing. The fact that Frea Ananuka, born of that house, was too special. And they had accepted Clyde as one of their own.

 

In fact, Clyde had committed no crime—until yesterday. By becoming Theresa’s husband, he had now committed a sin. A terrible crime that had to be eradicated.

 

Ozworld sighed quietly as he thought of his knight, whom he had once liked quite a bit. He should have killed him when Frea first suggested his execution. Looking back, it had been a blunder.

 

Truthfully, the reason Ozworld forced the group of 12 knights into becoming 13, just to keep Clyde nearby, was all because of Frea. It was a move to gain the upper hand by creating a situation that even Frea—who seemed to understand the flow of this world—could not foresee. That goal had been achieved, but with Theresa’s appearance, it all turned into a complete failure.

 

Ozworld had already known how irritating and troublesome it was to watch someone else’s love, but now that he was the one in the situation, it was proving to be a real headache.

 

“Tell Frea that I’m giving her a chance to make amends.”

 

“As you command.”

 

Ozworld suddenly turned and silently stared at the servant who had answered politely. Then he tilted his head slightly. “Something strange has crawled in.”

 

“Pardon? I’m not sure what you me—”

 

Slash! Before the servant could finish his sentence, Ozworld cut off his head with a sword no one had seen him draw. Then, a wooden doll tumbled to the floor.

 

Ozworld’s eyes narrowed at the sight of the wooden doll. It wasn’t a person in disguise—but a wooden doll. It was so intricately made that, if anything, its perfection made it all the more obvious it wasn’t coming from this world. It was clearly came from beyond this dimension.