When the Villainous Boss Acts as the Protagonist (Quick Transmigration) - Chapter 22

Fero struggled to maintain the fake smile on his face, but his gaze fell like knives upon the crack in the door, as if he wanted to hack the person inside into a thousand pieces.

At this very moment, he truly wanted to kick the door open, walk up to the female, grab him by the hair, and scrutinize this character whom he had liked since the first chapter of the novel with agonizing detail.

He wanted to demand why, even in this situation, the female still wanted to be with that protagonist gong who constantly hurt him.

Even more, he wanted to curse this damn plot: why, just as he was about to succeed, did Friedrich suddenly awaken all the memories from the original text?

Had he not done enough?

Had he not been good enough to Friedrich?

“But there are some things that no matter how much you do or how good you are, you simply won’t get the result you want.”

In the silent, empty corridor, out of Alex’s sight, a skull slowly manifested beside Fero. The black mist drifting around it acted like a hand, gently stroking Fero’s face, which was distorted by rage.

It seemed to be offering comfort, yet it also felt like another round of manipulation.

“What can you do?”

The skull leaned toward Fero’s ear and whispered, “The bond between the official couple is just that strong. What use is it being good to the protagonist shou? The first person he looks for the moment he awakens his memories is still the protagonist gong. Even after being shot, he still wants to be with him.”

So, give up.

You cannot succeed in this mission.

The protagonist shou ultimately belongs to the protagonist gong; in the end, Friedrich will only choose Ryan.

As for you, Fero, you are only fit to hide in the corner of the cathedral, like a rat in the gutter, watching the grand wedding that belongs exclusively to the darlings of the world’s fortune.

The skull gave a low chuckle. As if feeling this wasn’t enough of a provocation for Fero, it added:

“Oh, right. Besides that, it seems the villain has fallen for the protagonist gong, too.”

Looking at it this way, Fero’s operations were as fierce as a tiger, only for him to turn around and realize he was the only fool in the room.

Not only had he failed to steal Friedrich away from the protagonist, but he had also inadvertently given the protagonist another admirer in the form of the villain.

The only two SS-rank females in this novel world both wanted to be with the protagonist gong.

The skull, never one to pass up a chance to cause trouble, poured a kettle of oil onto Fero’s fire:

“Congratulations. You indirectly helped the protagonist gong awaken his ‘beloved-by-all-Zerg’ attribute.”

Fero: “…”

“That being the case, when the three of them hold their wedding, they should give you a seat at the head table.”

“Is it going to kill you to stop with the sarcastic remarks?!”

The expression on Fero’s face grew even more contorted. His voice sounded as if it were being squeezed through his teeth, laden with intense resentment.

“Instead of standing there enjoying the show, why don’t you help me figure out what to do next!”

“Don’t forget, we’re grasshoppers tied to the same string.”

“Indeed, we are tied to the same string.”

But whether both were grasshoppers was a different story.

In a place Fero couldn’t see, the black mist around the skull grew denser. For a moment, it even looked as if it wanted to break free from the skull’s constraints and swallow the male before it whole.

However, the skull ultimately held back.

It chose to give Fero one more chance. After all, compared to a light snack, the “delicacies” inside the room were much more enticing.

Thus, amidst the swirling black mist, the skull leaned back into Fero’s ear:

“There are plenty of ways. It just depends on whether you’re willing to do them.”

Fero frowned. “What do you mean?”

“It’s obvious. The current plot isn’t something you can destroy alone. You need to find a suitable tool,” the skull said. “For instance, Alex, who is currently standing on the opposite side of Friedrich in both love and career.”

As the only female present who hadn’t awakened memories of the original text, Alex had no idea that Ryan would later undergo a successful second evolution, let alone that he would evolve into an S-rank male.

So, even if he wanted to be with Ryan now, he would restrain and suppress his feelings because of the difference in their ranks.

But what if someone told him now that Ryan’s second evolution could be moved forward?

If approaching from the emotional side didn’t work, then start from the physiological level.

Fero took a deep breath and looked up at the cold-faced female leaning against the wall beside him. His fingernails dug hard into his palms before he spoke:

“You probably don’t know this, but your female father has been very close to the female monarch of the Liszt family lately. They serve in different military districts and usually have no professional contact. Guess why they’re suddenly getting close?”

Visibly, Alex’s face darkened significantly.

Fero pressed on:

“It just so happens I’ve had some exchanges with the Liszt family’s male, Lord Luo Wei. He said your female father seems to have intentions for a marriage alliance with their family, and he even said he’s quite satisfied with you.”

“So, if Ryan hasn’t undergone his second evolution before your female father finalizes the alliance, do you think the two of you can really be together?”

When it came to arranging an engagement without notifying the party involved, if it happened once, it would happen again.

Fero reached out and held a golden capsule-shaped pill before Alex’s eyes.

“I’ve finished telling you all the possible future scenarios. Now, I’m leaving the choice to you.”

Alex looked down at the pill in Fero’s hand, skeptical. “Would you really be this kind-hearted?”

“I told you, the prerequisite for me helping you is that you must help me get Friedrich,” Fero said calmly. “Once it’s done, you must guarantee that Ryan will have no further involvement with Friedrich. Furthermore, when I need you and Ryan, the two of you must cooperate with my performance.”

“Performance?” Alex raised an eyebrow. “Don’t you get tired of doing this?”

“Don’t worry about that. Every Zerg has something they want and must obtain.”

Fero moved the capsule closer to Alex.

“The expiration date on this medicine is only two days. Whether or not you give it to Ryan within those two days is up to you.”

“…”

Alex didn’t say anything; he simply reached out and took the capsule.

It appeared that the two females had reached an agreement in that final silence.

But that wasn’t enough.

Fero’s gaze returned to the grey door in front of him.

There wasn’t much movement inside anymore.

After tormenting Friedrich both physically and mentally, Chu Sicheng glanced at the heartbreak value progress bar, which no longer budged no matter how he provoked him, and entered “off-the-clock” mode in a split second.

He didn’t even want to spare another glance at the female on the floor, simply bypassing him and walking straight toward the door.

Behind him, Friedrich was still calling the male’s name with lingering resentment, but the only answer he received was the creaking sound of the door opening and then closing.

Inside the messy private room, only the pale-faced female remained, his thigh still bleeding, as he slammed a frustrated fist into the floor.

“Is this useful?” a faint voice sounded at the door.

Friedrich thought it was Ryan returning and looked up with joy, only for the smile to freeze on his lips in the next second.

“What are you doing here?” Seeing Fero at the door, Friedrich’s face turned cold.

Fero acted as if he didn’t see the distant expression, walking right up to Friedrich and squatting down without changing his expression.

“If I hadn’t come, were you planning to bleed to death?”

“A female’s body isn’t that fragile,” Friedrich blocked Fero’s hand as it reached toward his wound. “If there’s nothing else, please leave, Lord Fero.”

“Are you that resistant to me now?”

Fero looked at Friedrich with disbelief, his eyes full of hurt.

“Have you forgotten who has been supporting you and staying by your side all this time?”

The male’s eyes were brimming with tears, looking aggrieved to the extreme. If any other female saw this expression, they would likely have softened and started coaxing him.

But Friedrich was unmoved. He didn’t even blink, saying coldly:

“So, your supporting me and staying by my side consisted of framing Ryan as a villain and making me deal with him alongside you?”

If it weren’t for Fero, he and Ryan wouldn’t have reached this point!

Friedrich looked at the wound on his thigh, feeling as if Ryan’s shot had been fired into his heart.

He had already made up his mind not to believe another word from the male beside him. To his surprise, Fero’s first reaction upon being questioned was not to make excuses, but to admit it.

“Yes, I framed him. But that was only because I love you!”

Fero’s tears finally fell. “You know I can see the future, so I know better than anyone that you will be with Ryan in the future.”

“If I were just a bystander, I would definitely wish you both well. But I’m not,” Fero said. “Friedrich, I’ve liked you since the first moment I saw you in a prophecy. If every prophecy is a lifetime, then I have loved you for lifetimes upon lifetimes.”

Fero looked at the female with teary eyes. Sensing the other’s expression soften slightly, he continued:

“Of course, I know I’ve done wrong in the past. But please believe me, I will make amends and do everything in my power to bring the entire plot back on track.”

“Bring the entire plot back on track?” Friedrich was suspicious. “You can do that?”

“I can,” Fero said. “Just now, under the pretext of helping Alex, I gave him a pill. That pill can move Ryan’s second evolution forward, but it also has a side effect: it causes a certain emotional reaction in the user.”

“Are you helping me or,”

“Listen to me first,” Fero restrained the agitated Friedrich and continued:

“But at the same time, I also saw in a prophecy that in an hour, Alex will face a new round of mental riot.”

This was actually something the skull had told Fero, but it didn’t stop him from presenting it as a prophecy to Friedrich.

“He’ll be too busy saving himself. How will he have time to look after Ryan?”

Fero looked at Friedrich. “When the time comes, you just need to appear by Ryan’s side and take Alex’s place to help him through that emotional reaction. He will definitely fall in love with you again.”

“…”

Friedrich looked at Fero and his detailed plan. After a long while, he slowly spoke:

“But if this happens, what benefit is there for you?”

“The benefit is that you won’t hate me anymore.”

Fero gave Friedrich a pale smile. The love and humility in his eyes were so full they almost overflowed.

“As long as you don’t hate me anymore, I’m willing to do anything you ask!”

It was as if he loved Friedrich to the ultimate degree; as long as the other was happy, he would be happy too.

This was an expression Ryan often wore in the original text, and it was exactly the kind of thing Friedrich fell for.

Sure enough, Friedrich’s gaze toward Fero softened considerably.

Whether you call it overconfidence or lack of brains, he truly believed a male would love him enough to give up his own obsession to help him pursue happiness.

However, Friedrich still had one question:

“How can you guarantee Alex will definitely give Ryan the medicine?”

“You don’t need to worry about that,” Fero said, appearing as if he had everything under control. “The moment he took the pill, the medicine’s effect was no longer on the capsule itself, but on Alex himself.”

Therefore, as long as Alex came into contact with Ryan, the male would certainly be affected.

And now, according to what both Fero and Friedrich knew, Alex and Ryan were going to have lunch together.

Fero placed a portable treatment device over Friedrich’s wound. His Adam’s apple rolled twice, and his thin lips moved slightly:

“Qing Garden, Private Room 521.”

Clatter!

The slender white jade chopsticks slipped from between long fingers, making a crisp sound as they hit the floor.

“Alex, don’t you think it’s a bit hot?”

The beautiful male leaned back against the chair. The water shimmering in the depths of his eyes sparkled slightly under the light. He tilted his head back, and between his platinum-blonde strands, his blue-grey eyes were impossibly clear.

He looked incredibly fragile.

And incredibly pitiful.

As if he truly needed a Zerg to help him.

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