Transmigrated as the Villainous Love Rival of the Abusive Novel's Heroine [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 62.1

Chapter 62.1: Demon

Ever since Ladon’s rationality was suppressed by her demonic blood, and she lost the template she used to plagiarize, Celis’s image of being “gentle and kind” has crumbled quite a bit. There are some people who, despite having sound limbs and normal intelligence, simply cannot walk once they are separated from others.

Yin Shaoqing didn’t want Ladon to be stuck to such a person.

“But you can’t just let her kill Celis, can you?” The Fat Calico Cat disagreed. After all, Celis was a member of the Vattel Royal Family. Right now, they were looking for any opening to bite a piece of meat off its host; if something happened to Celis, wouldn’t that play right into their hands?

“The circling of wolves has never stopped. Even if I were a stone, they would want to dig a gemstone out of me.” Yin Shaoqing pointed to her own head. As long as her soul remained un-permeated by darkness, she would not know peace for a single day. And all of this was thanks to the “good deeds” of the Eleventh Duke of Heim, Keli.

“That’s not good. The Eldest Princess of Vattel went to the tavern again. Do you think Duke Keli can control herself?” The cat was baffled by Duke Keli’s madness. How could one person fall so madly in love with another?

In the system’s understanding, everyone’s living space is limited. Like data, it needs space to exist and a secure zone. A sturdy defensive barrier would be set up around this secure zone. However, Keli seemed to have set no barrier against the Eldest Princess.

“Doesn’t matter.” The woman sitting by the window pulled the heavy curtains shut, blocking out the bright light. The dim space gave Yin Shaoqing absolute relaxation. She leaned lazily against the chair, her slender fingers fiddling with a Snow Fruit. She processed the fruit methodically, humming a casual tune: “The successor to replace the Eleventh Duke will be born in the next era. During these hundred years, even if I have to use forbidden necromancy, I will keep Keli hanging on by a breath.”

As long as Keli didn’t die, she could do whatever she loved. However, if Keli was captured by the Vattel Royal Family again this time, heh… “Then let her stay inside with the rats and ants for a hundred years.”

Its host was still so decisive and heartless. The cat shook its head; it seemed no one in this world could teach its host how to write “blood-relative affection.”

“Since it was Father and the Holy Clergy who sent you, I will protect you well.” Salahmi did not dislike her sister. To be precise, she didn’t dislike anyone. Her noble knightly qualities made her love everyone broadly; she could find the magnanimity to forgive this sister who had repeatedly been disrespectful to her.

“No…” Facing Salahmi, Celis felt a sense of timidity and inferiority; even her protest was barely audible. The Eldest Princess seemed born with light and glory, but her? She was just an ordinary princess. She lacked Salahmi’s powerful Light magic, her decisive methods for solving problems, and her flexible mind.

So, when she accidentally saw Ladon in the academy, she was inspired. Ladon was merely a lowly commoner; even if she was a candidate knight, as long as she didn’t become a true knight, she would never come into contact with the high-level officials of the Royal Family or the Holy Court. Thus, the d*mn malicious title of “Royal Ladon” would never reach the ears of most nobles. Even if it did, the high-level officials had never seen Ladon herself. Which noble adult would believe that she, a royal princess, would be base enough to lower her status and copy the speech and behavior of a commoner?

Celis’s plan was perfect. Unfortunately, it was ruined by that detestable shorty from the Heim family.

Yin Shaoqing hadn’t quite understood before why Celis harbored such malice toward her. She could confirm that before going to the academy, the original owner of this body had never met Celis. In fact, she was supposed to be on the Vattel Royal Family’s side. That’s right—this was another reason why the original owner was put on the assassination list by the Heim elders. The heir of the Heim family must never be a traitor who helps outsiders.

“To find the reason why Ladon turned out like this, we can start with this woman.” Yin Shaoqing held the Black Queen chess piece and placed it on the golden board. The Vattel Royal Family wanted the people’s support, so they needed a second Light Soul besides Salahmi to protect the Narheim continent. The Alf elves only wanted to survive by hiding behind Nonat in the storm, so Nonat had to become a pure Light Soul to become as powerful as the First Elven King.

And a Light Soul can only turn another person into a pure Light Soul by completely transferring its power. So…

The demon hidden in the darkness opened her dark-gold eyes, lazily looking at the black and white Queen pieces on the board. From the depths of her soul, she questioned the white shadow: “There is one more Light Soul—who is it?”

But the white shadow curled up deep in Yin Shaoqing’s soul gave her no answer. The cat retreated as if its fur had stood on end—good heavens, it had just realized there was such an existence beside it!

“Your system really needs a proper upgrade,” Yin Shaoqing suggested, rubbing the fat cat that had scrambled into her arms to hide from the “danger.”

“Tsk!” The cat kicked her away in disgust. “Get your hands off me!” It certainly wanted to upgrade the system; who knew that during this upgrade, a data turbulence suddenly appeared, wiping out part of its data. Currently, the Main God Space was handling this matter; it believed it would be sorted by the next world.

“I’ll trust you just this once.” Yin Shaoqing tapped the fat cat’s head. She didn’t want to fail to find the female lead in the next world as well.

“It will definitely be fine!” The cat had great confidence in the Main God Space. “Let’s talk about the key points first.” The cat lay on Yin Shaoqing’s lap, enjoying her grooming. “Since Vattel wants to protect Narheim during the war to gain popular support, where will the war come from?”

The past three hundred eras of Narheim had been relatively peaceful.

“You left out the Holy Court.” Yin Shaoqing kneaded the cat’s ears. The fluffy sensation was the opposite of the cold scales beneath Ladon’s eyes. She twiddled her fingertips as if remembering something. “What the Holy Court wants is for light to sweep the entire continent, so the Heim family, filled with dark mages, is an existence that must be cleared.”

And the Heim family, at the top, faces the monster invasions of the Trasil Front, and at the bottom, communicates with the demons of the Demon Realm.

“I don’t understand why the Heim ancestors chose to build the castle in such a place.” The cat muttered. If it were built elsewhere, wouldn’t the Heim family not have to be the first to charge when monsters attacked?

Yin Shaoqing didn’t speak. She lowered her eyelashes, masking the burning dark-gold in her eyes. She had once consulted the ancient scrolls of the Heim family and found something very interesting: the dark mages had once struck an unknown contract with the Light Elves. The price of the contract was that the Heim family must forever station themselves at the Trasil Front.

So what was the gift given by the contract?

Yin Shaoqing’s fingertips brushed through the cat’s soft fur, her vivid thin lips curling slightly with malice and greed. She was not one to do work without profit. Since they wanted her to put in effort, then… they had better prepare a surprise that could satisfy her.

The white shadow shrunk in the depths of Yin Shaoqing’s soul, trembling and crying inwardly: This woman is terrifying!

From Yin Shaoqing’s analysis, the Heim family guarding the Trasil Front and protecting more commoners made the Vattel Royal Family very envious. What suffocated them most about the Heim family was that even if the thirteen Dukes were not close to each other, once family interests were involved, they had to band together. This caused the Holy Court and Vattel’s plans to kill the thirteen Dukes to be repeatedly overturned. The thirteen Dukes had to be killed one by one, their bones soaked in the Holy Spring and purified day and night with Light magic; only by destroying every contract on their bones could the birth of the next generation of thirteen Dukes be prevented.

“Compared to those rapidly breeding monsters, the unkillable Dukes of the Heim family are even more frightening.” Like facing the abyss itself.

However, no one knew that the true strength of the Heim heir was calculated by the sum of the other twelve Dukes’ power. Kill one Duke, and the heir’s strength drops by one grade. This was the reason why Yin Shaoqing insisted the other Dukes must live.

Before Ladon reclaimed her glory, and before she had enough strength to protect herself, Yin Shaoqing would be her most reliable harbor. Before the darkness covered the sun, the mountain peak standing by the coast to shield from the wind and rain must be tall enough; after the final light departed, her half-demon would become the morning star leading the continent’s future.

The cat squinted at the woman in the darkness. The tall woman huddled in the chair, the heavy black of her clothes spreading a silence like the abyss. A selfish, profit-driven woman would give everything for others. What was this? Love? Or just liking? The cat closed its eyes, not wanting to think about these complex things. Human emotions were not suitable for a system’s consideration. It had only seen many people in the mire trying to drag others down. I am in the darkness; why should I give you light? Its host was truly strange, wasn’t she…

“No?” Salahmi frowned. This sister of hers had always been very willful. She thought it necessary to tell her about the cruelty of war. “Follow me. I have something to show you.” Salahmi first thought of Duke Keli. Although that woman was annoying and always held unrealistic fantasies about her, considering how pitiful she was, Salahmi had given her some feedback. She truly hoped Keli would give up pursuing her.

After all… Salahmi took a discreet look at Nonat. The handsome and gentle elven prince possessed the ability to attract everyone’s gaze. That skin was a gift from nature, making countless people infatuated at first sight. Including Salahmi. She wanted this man, no matter what.

Nonat, who was used to being surrounded by people, was very sensitive to others’ gazes. He tilted his head slightly and met Salahmi’s eyes. Oh, those deep, charming emerald eyes—they’ve simply snatched away her soul. Salahmi thought this, and a blush slowly crept onto her cheeks. Her face was vibrant, more beautiful and mature than Celis’s. Nonat didn’t even have to think; the scales in his heart immediately tipped toward Salahmi. Perhaps the Eldest Princess was his true wife. It was a soulmate connection; the clamor from his noble soul was shouting that he wanted to marry this person.

Perhaps Nonat’s gaze was too scorching; Salahmi blushed and looked away. Then, she suddenly discovered the half-demon hidden in the darkness. In a single glance, the sword in Salahmi’s hand was unsheathed by three inches.

What kind of feeling was it? Salahmi, who had fought on the Trasil Front, felt her scalp tingle; she stared intently at the motionless, seemingly dull and stupid half-demon in the corner. It was the threat brought by death. This person could not be left alive!

Salahmi’s sword was a gift from the Holy Clergy—a Flame Blade sufficient to kill high-level demons. The scorching flames roared out, and Ladon’s red eyes shone even brighter against the fire. High heat rushed toward her, distorting the air.

Ladon, who only had child-like cognitive ability, recalled a scene she saw in her youth. A man had pushed his brother under the blade of an enemy fighting a monster; his brother was accidentally killed, but he did it very covertly. Everyone thought the enemy had lost control and killed on purpose. Consequently, the enemy was executed, and the man obtained his brother’s property without effort while getting rid of his enemy.

In the end, she reported him, and the man was punished. But she was retaliated against by the man; her shelter was burned down, and she was nearly killed. If she hadn’t been a good swimmer, she might have become a bloated, white-skinned corpse in the water. Back then, she didn’t understand why she was punished for doing the right thing. Also, she clearly helped the family that was wronged; why, when she was being hunted and sought their help, did they not help her?

Later… later, she thought… Ha~ she couldn’t remember. Then she would just do it.

Ladon didn’t move, letting the flames swallow her.

Smash! An exquisite magic cup slid from a woman’s hand, smashing violently on the ground. Shards flew, cutting the back of Yin Shaoqing’s hand. The sudden heart-palpitation caused dark-gold to ignite in her eyes. Gritting her teeth, her rage reaching the heavens, she snarled: “Ladon!”

The flames licked Ladon’s skin. The pain arrived, and Ladon was considering: to what extent should she be burned before she secretly extinguished the fire? If she was burned too lightly, her master wouldn’t seem to be able to squeeze much profit out of the Vattel Royal Family.

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