Transmigrated as the Villainous Love Rival of the Abusive Novel's Heroine [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 63

Chapter 63: Good Question

After dealing with the members of the Heim family and forcibly negotiating a condition with the Vattel Royal Family—”Nonat and Celis are not allowed to follow her anymore”—Yin Shaoqing finally had the time to have a proper talk with Ladon.

In the spacious and bright room, the woman dressed in black nestled in her chair, staring at the tall half-demon on the bed, remaining silent for a long time. Ladon quietly looked back at her master, obediently waiting for Yin Shaoqing to speak.

What was there to say? What could she say?

Yin Shaoqing sighed. She used to not understand why some parents could so utterly spoil their children, even when those kids were remarkably bratty. But now… she shook her head with a bitter smile. What goes around comes around. Here it was.

Ladon still had the intellect of a child, yet she devoted her heart and soul to seeking benefits for Yin Shaoqing; fundamentally, it was the Holy Court that had taught her the wrong ways. Yin Shaoqing would slowly correct her mistakes, but she could not bring herself to scold her. When someone risks everything and exhausts their schemes to hand you everything they’ve gained—and then timidly longs only for a single word of praise—anyone with a heart would find it impossible to insult them.

“It’s nothing.” In the end, Yin Shaoqing compromised. She stood up and stroked the crown of Ladon’s head, saying gently, “Follow your heart and go do it.”

Yin Shaoqing was betting on Ladon’s kind heart; betting that she wouldn’t become an irredeemable person; betting that she wouldn’t go astray. The beautiful woman bent down, her forehead resting against her half-demon’s, her dark-gold eyes filled with a warm smile.

She said, “I bet you won’t let me down.”

The originally tense half-demon slowly relaxed. She had been very afraid before—afraid that her master would abandon her. But now… it seemed that wouldn’t happen…

“Just keep pampering her then,” the Fat Calico Cat shook its head helplessly. A tall tree attracts the wind; by forcibly sending those three nobles back to the Vattel Royal Family, Yin Shaoqing had completely offended them. Now, undercurrents were surging, and the Heim family had been pushed into the vortex—and the fuse for all of this was this half-demon who knew nothing.

“This isn’t her fault.” Yin Shaoqing disagreed with the cat. Factually speaking, even without Ladon, the Heim family would have been targeted and eradicated by the Holy Court; it was merely a matter of time.

“But if you really let her do whatever she wants, what if she actually causes something big? If she stands out too much, how much of a storm are you going to have to block for her?” The cat simply couldn’t bear to see its host shoulder the entirety of Ladon’s life. It was too bitter, and too tiring.

The woman caressing Ladon’s cheek remained silent, only offering a gentle smile. Until one tries, everything remains unknown.

As another Snow Fruit was fed into Ladon’s mouth by the woman’s slender, strong fingers, Ladon heard her promise: “I give you one year.”

When those fire-glazed eyes looked at her directly, filled with trust, Yin Shaoqing instead reached out to cover them.

“In one year, I want to see the turbidity in your eyes completely gone.”

The base dark mage admitted she was forcing her half-demon—forcing her to wake up, forcing her to face her own feelings with complete rationality. From the beginning, she had said she didn’t want to raise a child.

“In one year, if you are still not awake…” The woman’s fingertips stroked the black collar on Ladon’s neck, her eyes downcast as she smiled and pursed her lips. “Then, let’s stop there.”

Black clouds obscured the sun. After the last sliver of light on the horizon was swallowed, many—those lurking in the darkness—finally revealed their fangs.

After being firmly pushed out the door by Yin Shaoqing, Ladon initially didn’t know what she was supposed to do. There were many Holy Court spies on the Trasil Front; deep in Ladon’s memories, she knew their secret marks very well, so she started with the people of the Holy Court.

She didn’t kill them; she simply snatched their credit. The Holy Court sent people here to win the hearts of the commoners; their agents disguised themselves as righteous travelers and helped the Heim mages slay monsters. According to their plan, once their deeds and contributions were seen and remembered by the commoners, they would “accidentally” reveal their Holy Court identity. This was to highlight the Holy Court’s quiet dedication to the people.

The Holy Court never forgot them—and of course, it was a roundabout way of stepping on the Heim family. See, we aren’t like the Heim family, who shout it from the rooftops whenever they do a bit of good.

Ladon simply intercepted these people. Wherever they went to clear monsters, Ladon would get there first. Slowly, the title of the “Black-Scaled Witch” of Trasil grew louder and louder. It wasn’t until the end-of-year “Boundary” battle that the Black-Scaled Witch became known and championed by nearly all commoners.

By the end of November, Trasil was covered in ice and snow. Pale blue ice-flowers swayed in the cold wind, stubbornly standing against the frost. Until a black claw crushed them.

“ROAR!!!” A massive jackal-shaped monster crushed the ice, calling upon tens of thousands of high-level monsters to launch an attack on the Trasil front. The cold season makes many creatures drowsy, slow, and fragile—and humans were no exception. The monsters seized this opportunity and swarmed.

In this war, many people died. Some low-level mages even froze to death in the blizzards that lasted days and nights. Among them, the Holy Court mages—who rarely went to the battlefield to kill high-level monsters—suffered the most deaths. Pushing comrades to take hits, fleeing, crying for their parents in terror; if you can think of it, they did it.

This war lasted for two whole months. Human blood stained the ice plains, and monster carcasses were piled into mountains. After the wind and snow, carrying the stench of blood, signaled a funeral for the world’s pure white, the system finally received its first mission notification in a long time.

“Angst-trope Female Lead’s fate correction progress has reached 50%. Please keep up the good work, Host.”

“?” The woman peeling the Snow Fruit looked up, her dark-gold eyes filled with doubt. What happened?

“Don’t look at me, I’m confused too.” The Fat Calico Cat flicked its tail, scratching its ears in puzzlement. Logically, the Male Lead has been practicing in the Elven Forest recently and hasn’t been able to come out, let alone encounter any danger. And the Eldest Princess Salahmi has been in the Holy Court receiving the baptism of the Holy Spring to enhance her strength.

As for Celis—the poor woman. Shortly after returning to the Vattel Royal Family, she was backstabbed by her “lunatic friend,” Kentya. The hypocritical Princess was dragged into a filthy hell of desire and ultimately had her limbs chopped off by her former best friend to be fed to the demonic hounds she raised. As for Kentya, for some unknown reason, she jumped into a fire while holding a Demonic Shadow. Because of this, the relationship between the Vattel Royal Family and Kentya’s family broke; massive mineral resources were monopolized by Kentya’s family and forbidden for supply to the royalty.

In response, the self-proclaimed righteous Holy Court intervened, forcing them to supply minerals to the royalty. The noble father, grieving the loss of his only daughter, sought out Yin Shaoqing with hatred, trading all his resources for the destruction of the Holy Court and Vattel. This was a guaranteed profitable deal; the contract was established, and Yin Shaoqing was delighted.

At this current juncture, nothing had happened to the Male Lead, yet the Female Lead’s fate had changed.

“Maybe because of this war?” the cat realized. Because Salahmi attacked Ladon, Yin Shaoqing sent her and the Male Lead Nonat back to Vattel; thus, Nonat was far away from this dangerous war.

If Salahmi hadn’t attacked Ladon, Yin Shaoqing wouldn’t have torn through space to go there, and the scenario of Nonat not participating in this war wouldn’t have existed. “Setting aside that Nonat is the Elven Prince of Alf, Salahmi—due to the cooperation between Vattel and Alf—would have had to risk her life to protect him.”

More importantly, these two had fallen for each other and were already together. According to what the cat saw, although they weren’t engaged, they had “rolled the sheets” dozens of times.

“Is this true love?” the cat asked curiously.

“It’s true nausea,” Yin Shaoqing answered honestly. For a scumbag, what “true love” is there to talk about? Isn’t it laughable?

“Of course, the possibility you mentioned is high.” Yin Shaoqing considered it. It was indeed because Salahmi attacked Ladon first that the subsequent series of events happened. If Nonat were still on the battlefield, Salahmi might have been seriously injured to protect a weak, superficial elven prince.

Looking at it from another perspective: if Salahmi was disfigured or became disabled, Nonat would definitely abandon her. In his cognition, as the Elven Prince, he deserved to marry the best woman—one with sound limbs, superior intelligence, powerful magic, and top-tier combat skills. And once the “favored child of heaven” Salahmi became a “waste,” it’s very likely she would have spiraled. Ultimately, her Light power might even have been swindled away by Nonat.

“Thinking about it this way, there’s one more person we can’t forget.” The woman pondered for a long time, her gaze dark. Her fingertips trembled; she had a bad premonition.

“Who?” The cat yawned. Since it didn’t have to complete missions, it was too lazy to use its brain.

“The Female Lead… might be Ladon…”

Yin Shaoqing pressed her fingers to her lips and murmured, her mind rapidly recalling past events. If not for Ladon’s lack of resistance, she wouldn’t have been injured, and Yin Shaoqing wouldn’t have gone there to throw those people back to Vattel. And the reason Ladon came here was that she attracted Yin Shaoqing, making her subconsciously want to heal Ladon and let her reclaim the glory that belonged to her.

Yin Shaoqing’s brow furrowed slightly. Looking at it this way, was she actually the one being led by the nose by Ladon?

“Oh ho~” the cat cheered, grinning at the drama. “Now that’s interesting.”

If Ladon is the Female Lead, then after she recovers her rationality, will she like Nonat—or her master?

Aha~ that really is a good question~

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