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The Main Heroines are Trying to Kill Me-Chapter 230: Vow
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Chapter 230: Vow
β Vow β
βUghβ¦β
Frey continued to drink the strong alcohol with wide eyes.
ββ¦β¦β¦.β
And Glare was blankly staring at him.
She had arrived with the intention of aiding him in some way, but sharing drinks with a man she had just met left her feeling tense.
βUm, excuse me.β
ββ¦Yes?β
βWhich of these do you like the mostβ¦?β
βAll of them.β
βAh, then Iβll give you all of them.β
Despite her initial determination to help him, upon entering the room with Frey, she found herself quite flustered.
βExcuse me, Oppa. About what happened earlierβ¦β
βI told you to mind your own business.β
Unintentionally, she brought up the earlier incident and faced his rebuke.
ββ¦This is soda.β
βAh, thatβs mineβ¦β
βββ¦β¦..ββ
Repeated small mistakes, like handing him a soda, made the atmosphere increasingly awkward.
βI shouldnβt haveβ¦β
As Frey continued to drink in silence, Glare found herself speaking less, simply sipping her soda.
ββ¦Oppa.β
Unconsciously, she spoke.
βCan I be on your side, Oppa?β
βPfft!β
Frey, upon hearing this, spewed out the drink he was sipping.
ββ¦Whew.β
After setting down his drink and taking a deep breath, he turned his gaze to her.
βLittle girl.β
βY-yes?β
He beckoned to Glare, who had been quietly sipping on her drink with a straw in her mouth, and then mumbled something in a low voice.
βYouβ¦ are you strong?β
ββ¦What?β
Upon hearing the unexpected question, Glareβs eyes darted back and forth.
βW, What should I sayβ¦?β
Her mentor had explicitly instructed her not to reveal her abilities to anyone.
However, wouldnβt he recognize her strength as a disciple of the Tower Master?
With that thought, Glare clenched her fists and shouted.
βI, Iβ¦ am strong! Very strong.β
ββ¦Liar.β
Frey looked at her and smirked.
βWhatβs so strong about a little girl like you?β
βIt, itβs trueβ¦β
βThen, show me some magic.β
ββ¦β¦β¦β
She, capable of annihilating everything with a mere snap of her fingers, hesitated because of her mentorβs words.
βI, here I goβ¦!β
Raising one hand high, she discreetly hid the other behind her back and snapped her fingers.
β Crackleβ¦!
In an instant, a steel statue shattered to pieces.
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Frey looked at her with a dazed expression.
β Swooshβ¦
He muttered quietly, drawing out a scroll created by Kania that induces intoxication in its user.
βNot bad.β
He spoke with a gleam in his eyes.
ββ¦At least, I can take care of myself.β
Several minutes later, Isolet entered the scene.
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ββ¦Lo, lousy sister.β
Frey, glancing at Isolet sitting next to him, quietly placed his hands on his lap and lowered his head.
βWhy are you hereβ¦?β
βFrey.β
βDidβ¦ did they call me from above?β
Frey asked with a fearful expression.
βAmβ¦ am Iβ¦ being arrested? Right? Youβre here to take me?β
ββ¦β¦β¦β
Watching him, Isolet unknowingly clenched her fist tightly at the sight of the swelling on his face and the wound on his neck.
ββ¦Take me.β
Frey quietly extended his arms to Isolet.
βYou came to arrest me, didnβt youβ¦ right?β
βFrey, Iβ¦β
Isolet, trying to explain everything to him, halted mid-sentence and glanced at his arm.
ββ¦This.β
Clear handprints adorned his arm.
βSister?β
In an instant, Frey, with his arm held mid-air by her, looked up at Isolet through the gap between his arms.
βTsk.β
Isolet looked for a moment into Freyβs fearful eyes and then opened her mouth with a click of her tongue.
ββ¦Iβve resolved this matter.β
Even though it had actually been covered up from the higher-ups, Isolet told this white lie. Naturally, there was a hint of self-interest in her words.
βSo, rest assured. Donβt cause any more trouble and get out of this placeβ¦β
Isolet sought to comfort Frey and take him away from this cruel place.
βHehe.β
Isolet paused as the intoxicated Frey bursted into an innocent laughter between the arms she held.
βI really like Sister.β
Frey, trying to hug her but realizing his arms were restrained, quietly buried his head into Isoletβs embrace.
βThank youβ¦ Sis.β
He spoke with a trembling voice.
ββ¦For saving me earlier when I was being strangled.β
Isolet, still holding Freyβs arm, swallowed hard as she looked down at him, his head buried in her embrace.
βUmβ¦β
Glare was watching the scene with an uncomfortable look.
ββ¦Give your thanks to that kid over there.β
βHuh?β
βAfter all, it was that kid who called me.β
βOhβ¦β
Isolet pointed to Glare, prompting Frey to lift his head slightly.
βThank you, really.β
He looked at Glare with drowsy eyes and whispered.
βBecause of youβ¦ I could reflect on the pastβ¦ and gather my thoughtsβ¦β
However, trailing off, Frey again buried his head into Isoletβs chest.
ββ¦β¦.β
He soon took a soft breath and fell into silence.
βUmm.β
Isolet, gently cradling and lifting Freyβs arm, felt a warmth enveloping her heart.
βHaahβ¦ Haahβ¦β
With every breath Frey took, his frail breathing touched her chest.
From her chest to her heart, and from her heart, spreading to her entire body, Freyβs breath.
β Thump. Thump.
Before she knew it, her heartbeat started to synchronize with Freyβs breathing.
Like tuning an instrument, the connection was gentle and gradual.
βForβ¦ for nowβ¦β
Sensing an oddity in the air, Isolet looked down at Frey, who nestled into her arms with quivering eyes, and quietly released his arm.
β Swooshβ¦
Freyβs arm instinctively extended, encircling her in a comforting embrace.
βUh, hmmβ¦β
In this awkward moment, uncertain of how to proceed, Frey tightened his grip around Isoletβs waist, prompting her to instinctively reach out and place her hand around his waist.
ββ¦Aak!β
ββ¦..!β
Surprising her by lifting his head suddenly, Frey caught Isolet off guard, and she reflexively hugged him.
ββ¦What a perverted teacher.β
Looking up at him, Isolet heard Frey speak with a mischievous smile he had a few days ago.
ββ¦Ha.β
Gone was the pitiful sight of him being ridiculed by everyone, the slouched figure hugging his knees. Realizing that he had reverted to the cocky Frey she knew, Isolet finally murmured with a relaxed smile.
βYouβre such a brat.β
And then.
βI need to discipline youβ¦ huh?β
ββ¦β¦!?β
Both Isolet, who was about to punish Frey by naturally pinning him down by his arm, and Glare, who was uncomfortably staring at them, reacted simultaneously.
βIs thisβ¦ could it beβ¦β
ββ¦Me, mentor. We need to find my mentor.β
As elite fighters themselves, they sensed that something significant was about to unfold.
ββ¦β¦β¦β
And even though he was drunk, he was equally strong as them.
ββ¦Hmm.β
In fact, Frey seemed to have orchestrated this from the beginning.
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βThen, Iβllβ¦ go find my mentor!β
ββ¦Donβt overdo it. If it feels dangerous, come back to me immediately.β
Glare, with a somewhat tensed expression, and Isolet, looking calm and ready, exchanged words.
βAll the helpful magic scrolls are on the desk. They were made by my mentor herself, so they should be useful.β
ββ¦Thank you.β
βWellβ¦ take care!β
After uttering those words, Glare, swallowing hard, snapped her fingers and left the room.
βββ¦β¦β¦.ββ
Silence then engulfed the room for a brief moment.
βFrey.β
Isolet, who had been silent for a long time, glanced at Frey.
βWhy? Feeling lousy, Sister?β
Frey responded without even looking at Isolet, sipping his strong drink.
ββ¦You brat.β
βAck.β
Isolet, who suddenly grabbed Frey, gently and smoothly fell onto the sofa with him.
βWhat, whatβs thisβ¦? Were you really a perverted teacher? Is that it?β
βTell me.β
Frey, wearing a flustered smile as Isolet loomed over him, closed his mouth when she spoke with a stern and serious expression.
βWhat have you done?β
Isolet asked quietly, her gaze fixed on Frey.
βWhat did you doβ¦ that I feel this much killing intent?β
From behind Isolet, there was a constant prickly feeling as the sharp aura struck from all directions.
βItβs increased since earlier.β
ββ¦β¦..β
βI asked what the hell is going on, Frey.β
Isolet continued to interrogate Frey, who frowned and fell into silence.
ββ¦If you donβt talk, Iβll punish you.β
His frail body was slender enough to be completely enveloped in her arms, then he whispered into her ear.
βSisterβ¦β
Frey then moved closer until their eyes met, looking at Isolet.
ββ¦Sorry.β
With a sad smile, he began to talk.
βJust for todayβ¦ I wanted to act childish around you.β
Hearing that, Isoletβs eyes widened.
βIβ¦ I crossed a line.β
Isolet looked at Frey, who was speaking with a languid voice.
βSo, this was the last time. This wonβt happen againβ¦β
ββ¦What are you talking about?β
Isolet interrupted Freyβs unexpected words, and then Frey took a deep breath.
βIβ¦ Iβm part of the Demon Army.β
And then, he stared straight into Isoletβs eyes and smiled.
βYou know, today in this secret placeβ¦ I brought the Demon Army.β
ββ¦β¦..β
βBefore long, the Demon Army will either kill or kidnap the nobles. Simultaneously, theyβll launch an assault on the members of the Imperial Family.β
Then, with a devilish expression, he continued whispering.
βPerhaps today marks the complete severance of the Imperial Family. The Hero Party might face total annihilation. But, Iβm indifferent to all of that.β
ββ¦Frey.β
βI am part of the Demon Army. And, an exceedingly wicked villain.β
ββ¦β¦..β
Frey noticed Isoletβs demeanor turning cold.
βAll these actions stem from my selfishness. Iβm the one who attacked the Hero. Really.β
Efficiently concealing his emotions, he pressed on.
βYou must be terribly disappointed in helping someone like me, right? Right?β
ββ¦β¦β¦β
Listening to Freyβs words, Isolet slowly closed her eyes.
βSoβ¦ hate me.β
Frey whispered, gently holding her face.
βI will dismantle the Imperial Family, shatter the Hero Party, bring down this empireβ¦ the entire worldβ¦β
He masked the sorrow threatening to surface.
βOppose me as you once did.β
β Shaaaaβ¦
Frey even revealed his left arm, holding it out in front of her.
βI am your enemy.β
Frey took a deep breath as he saw Isolet, who had now opened her eyes and was blankly staring at his arm.
β Swooshβ¦
A moment later, a sword was drawn from Isoletβs waist.
ββ¦Hh.β
Examining the sword handed to him, reminiscing about playful childhood jokes of wanting to be family with Isolet, Frey braced himself to block her impending attack.
βHuph.β
And Isolet, preparing to thrust her sword into Frey.
ββ¦β¦β¦β
In an instant, silver and sky-blue eyes met.
β Clang!!
The room echoed with the sound of metal striking.
β Zingβ¦
Followed by the reverberating hum of the sword.
ββ¦Haah, haah.β
Isolet, still brandishing her sword, panted heavily.
ββ¦Sister?β
Her strike once again narrowly missed.
β Brrrβ¦
Shivering, her black dagger touched the marble floor right next to Freyβs face.
βDamn.β
In this tense moment, Isolet, displaying a relieved expression, began to whisper in a hushed voice.
βI couldnβt kill you again this time.β
βSister.β
βI should be punishing you for becoming part of the Demon Kingβs armyβ¦ How did it come to thisβ¦β
Saying so, she withdrew her hand from the blade, and, positioning herself over him, she took Freyβs hand.
ββ¦Ah, there was this method.β
β Pressβ¦
Applying pressure to keep Frey in place, she carefully began to remove his gloves.
βWhere did you learn something like this?β
Then, she playfully stared at the purity ring adorning his left ring finger.
β Swishβ¦
She closed her eyes briefly, then clasped his left hand with both her hands.
ββ¦Chu.β
She gently pressed her lips to the ring resting on his ring finger.
βUm, heyβ¦β
Frey, taken aback by her actions, began to squirm.
She, still astride Frey, exerted pressure with the strength of her legs to ensure he couldnβt move.
β Lick.
With closed eyes, she ran her tongue from the base to the tip of his ring finger, encompassing the ring.
ββ¦Haph.β
Then, gazing down at Frey, she slightly bit the tip of his ring finger.
βOuch.β
Her bite drew a small amount of blood from Freyβs finger.
βThis right nowβ¦β
After ingesting a small amount of blood, Frey observed Isolet using mana to halt the bleeding.
βDonβt tell meβ¦?β
He asked, eyes widening in surprise.
βI havenβt sworn a vow to anyone yet. Not to the Imperial Family, not to the Church, not to the Hero.β
ββ¦..!β
βIf one swears a vow to someone, they understand itβs a commitment that lasts forever, exclusive to that person.β
Looking down at Frey, Isolet, having finished healing the finger, gently embraced him and began to speak.
ββ¦I swear.β
Hearing those words, Freyβs mouth fell open.
βFrom today on, I, Isolet Arham Bywalker, will become your exclusive knight.β
Isolet held Freyβs hand and brought it to her cheek.
βI will serve you as my lord until I draw my last breath.β
After making this declaration, Isolet sensed her mana intertwining with his as a result of the vow.
ββ¦This is your punishment, Lord Frey.β
She gently bit Freyβs ear, who was looking at her with trembling eyes, and soon pressed her lips to his.
βWith thisβ¦ I can use the vow.β
Feeling her mana rotating faster due to this, she quickly thought.
βThereβs also a way for me to go belowβ¦and become family.β
She contemplated how she should sternly educate Frey in the future.
βBut for nowβ¦β
She narrowed her eyes, tensing her muscles.
βItβs about timeβ¦β
Just as Frey led the Demon Kingβs army today, the Imperial Family and the Church had brought assassins to kill him. Unintentionally, Frey had defended himself.
ββ¦How can I help Frey escape?β
At present, not only the Demon Kingβs army but also assassins targeting Frey lurked outside.
Even for Isolet, facing such formidable adversaries would prove quite challenging.
Howeverβ¦
βUh, umβ¦β
Entangled below, their hands clasped and tongues entwined, Isolet met the flustered gaze of Frey.
βIn the endβ¦ Iβve caused trouble.β
Isolet quietly vowed.
βThis brat.β
Somehow, she would protect her young lord in this situation.
βOnce we get out of hereβ¦β
The solitary knight, who had never served anyone.
ββ¦I have to scold him.β
As of today, she would be serving one person.
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