Please Fall in Love with Me! – A Villainess on Her Second Loop, using 'Seduction' to Avoid Ruin! - Chapter 3.11

Fiona puffed out her cheeks in frustration at the unexpectedly strong rejection.

“What was that!? Are you saying Lady Adelaide isn’t good enough for you!?”

“Huh…? Why are you getting angry? Shouldn’t this be a relief for you?”

“But acting as if Lady Adelaide isn’t attractive is just as infuriating!”

“I mean… even if you say that…”

Claude let out a weary sigh, clearly thinking, What a troublesome person…

“In any case, that is simply impossible.”

“Then I suppose there’s no need to eliminate you. Good.”

“…Wait. Were you planning to eliminate me if I had said yes?”

Fiona nodded without hesitation, making Claude sigh again.

“…Don’t tell me you’re thinking of eliminating Lord Argento as well?”

“If I decide he’s not worthy of Lady Adelaide, then yes.”

Fiona nodded firmly once more, pressing a finger to her lips with a mischievous smile.

“Of course, I wouldn’t do anything that would make Lady Adelaide cry. I don’t want her to hate me, and I certainly won’t give up my place as someone important to her. So, when the time comes, I’ll make sure Lord Argento steps away on his own. You’ll help me, won’t you?”

Faced with Fiona’s cunning plan, Claude sighed for the third time.

“…You’re a terrible person.”

“What!? No way!”

Fiona exaggerated her shock before flashing a sly grin.

“I’m a Saint, remember?”

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The carriage rattled along the road.

Siegvard rubbed his flushed cheek and let out a small sigh.

“That was unexpected…”

Wearing a dress that could only be described as indecent, yet carrying herself with elegance. Her responses had been serious and sincere.

Her smile had bloomed like a field of flowers.

When discussing coffee or the Saint, she had exuded intelligence and grace.

And then, when embarrassed, she had turned bright red—an unexpectedly charming sight.

Charming.

The thought had crossed his mind before he could stop it.

And then, there was that blown kiss.

“…………”

He took out the scented sachet he had received and inhaled its fragrance, trying to calm himself.

The rumors painted the daughter of Duke Kishtaria as a vile woman, using her family’s power to commit all sorts of misdeeds. She was said to torment those she disliked, have a terrible reputation with men, and be nothing more than a selfish nuisance to those around her.

Yet, on the day the Saint awakened, she had displayed a completely different side. She had thrown herself into danger, disregarding appearances, drenched in sweat, running frantically to aid the Saint.

And today, the way she had carried herself was unlike both the rumors and the image from that day.

Which version of her was real?

“I intended to find out why she approached me…”

Instead, he had only ended up with more questions.

“What am I supposed to do now…?”

He leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes.

“For you to shine even brighter.”

A voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

A silver-haired woman gazed at him. Her face was unclear, yet her presence strongly resembled the daughter of Duke Kishtaria.

“Become the greatest man in the kingdom—for the Saint.”

With those words, she had turned away and fled as if running from something.

Siegvard jolted awake, his body trembling.

“What… was that?”

Holding his forehead, he murmured in disbelief.