Chapter 16: Dead End!
“Do you have any last words, Muen Campbell?”
At this moment, just as Eleanor had guessed, Selicia was mercilessly pressing Muen underneath her.
The “ravaging” had come to an end.
After an unknown duration of fierce fighting, the two sides wrestled from the sofa to the ground, even overturning the tea table, smashing the tea cups, and making a mess of the woolen carpet.
It wasn’t until both of them were exhausted, and the effects of the medicine in Selicia’s body had completely disappeared, that they finally called a truce.”
But the room was filled with a strange scent, the lingering traces around them, and the two still naked bodies, all indicating how intense the battle had been. With the battle over, what remained was the “settling of scores.”
Selicia still maintained her ambiguous position sitting on top of Muen, but her delicate and charming face had lost its earlier allure, replaced by a frosty demeanor as she coldly stared at Muen, her eyes filled with chilling intent.
Her fingers tightened around Muen’s neck, inch by inch, as she repeated the question from before:
“Speak your last words, because this is your final chance before you die.”
“Then…”
Muen, looking utterly drained, managed a smile uglier than tears and said, “Does that mean if I don’t speak, I won’t die?”
“It seems you still don’t understand the situation,” Selicia replied coldly.
Suddenly, a terrifying chill emanated from Selicia’s fingertips, engulfing half of Muen’s body in an instant, causing him intense pain and… the shadow of death.
Muen suddenly realized that this woman would indeed kill him, without hesitation, despite the wonderful connection they had just shared.
“W-Wait, please let me speak!” Muen couldn’t help but shout in terror. “I have a reason for doing this!”
“Oh, a reason?” Selicia sneered coldly. “I would love to hear what reason could justify such despicable behavior.”
“Because… because…” Muen’s mind raced as he searched for an excuse.
Reincarnation, destiny, prophetic dreams—those kinds of obviously deceptive words definitely couldn’t be said. Muen needed a more reliable excuse!
For example, he could claim it was just an accident—he tripped while trying to balance on one foot and accidentally tossed ** into the red tea.
Or perhaps he could say it wasn’t ** at all but a weight loss pill disguised as one. Another option could be to claim that it was all just a dream—they had just awakened from it, and nothing had actually happened.
But when these words reached Muen’s lips, they transformed into a different answer entirely.
“It’s because I like you, Selicia!”
“Huh?”
“Yeah…”
Selicia visibly blinked in surprise. But it wasn’t just her who was taken aback; even Muen himself was dumbfounded.
What the heck am I saying?! Even though I’ve always liked the character of Selicia in my past life, and even bought her an official life-size poster to stick by my bed, just so I could see her first thing in the morning…
But there’s no way I could suddenly fall in love with someone who only existed in fiction! I’m not that kind of otaku who calls cardboard cutouts their wives! And my mouth isn’t supposed to spout nonsense like this!
Wait a minute… Could it be the influence of the previous owner? I remember the original owner really did like Selicia.
After all, if they didn’t genuinely like her, they wouldn’t have done something as stupid as this.
Damn it, you’ve already messed up, don’t come and haunt me now!
Muen raged inwardly. But… since I’ve already said it…
Normally, a girl would blush shyly after being confessed to out of the blue. Muen’s sudden surge of survival instinct gave him a glimmer of hope.
Could it be…?
…
“I see, so that’s your disgusting reason?” Selicia quickly reverted to her indifferent demeanor. Her hands remained around Muen’s neck, unmoved by his confession.
As for any notion of “shyness,” it seemed that Muen, pinned beneath her, embodied it more at this moment.
“Disgusting?”
Muen grinned wryly. “Well, in a way, my feelings are quite sincere…”
“You call this sincere feelings?” Selicia interrupted Muen abruptly, her tone icy. “Taking away a girl’s innocence can be considered sincere? What kind of joke are you playing, Muen Campbell!
If you truly like me, stand before me openly, impress me like a man with your character, your strength, your sincerity!
Instead of resorting to such despicable means like drugging me!”
“If you had done that, even if I still didn’t like you, I might have followed through with the engagement and become your wife. But now…”
Selicia chuckled softly, her tone laced with scorn. “Do you naively believe that this physical relationship could make me develop any different feelings for you? No, Muen Campbell, I will never fall in love with a despicable schemer like you, and I will never marry a beast.”
Selicia leaned in, coming face to face with Muen, very close. They could both feel each other’s breath, just like moments before. But this time, what Muen felt was different.
Through Selicia’s icy blue eyes, Muen seemed to see something hidden deep within. It was a burning, pure white flame.
Yes, this was Selicia.
Selicia Leopold.
The primary female protagonist of the original novel.
Just as described in the short phrase on the poster Muen bought.
—She was the forever proud, forever pure white swan, never yielding to any evil or filth.
So even now, though disheveled and stained, she remained a queen in her regal attire, looking down upon the lowly sinner.
“Beautiful…” Muen murmured uncontrollably as he gazed at the girl so close to him.
“Alright, enough talking. It’s time for Master Muen to leave,” Selicia said, her expression unchanged despite hearing Muen’s murmur. She gradually tightened her grip on his neck.
“I hope in your next life, you will remember my words and sincerely seek out your own love,” she said solemnly.
“Farewell…”
