A Guide to Raising a Villainess Chapter 53: Return victorious

Roger Dickens’ sudden request ca so unexpectedly that I lost the ability to speak for a mont.

His words, calm and spoken with such a serious expression on his face, as if he were discussing sothing completely normal, echoed in my mind, causing sincere bewildernt.

After all, how could such an important and symbolic gesture be made by so woman he barely knew? It was just nonsense.

In other words, it seed to that Roger had clearly overheated in the carriage on the way here. Otherwise, I simply couldn’t understand how sothing like that could have even crossed his mind!

"Ahem, Sir Roger," despite the fact that I was clearly flustered at that mont, I tried to respond as neutrally as possible, "I think you’ve clearly made this request to the wrong person..."

"I understand your surprise," Roger said calmly, "but the truth is, I really don’t have any other female acquaintances to talk to except you.All my friends have already received a similar symbol. So I don’t want to be the only one left out."

So what? Am I supposed to feel sorry for him after those words?

I frowned.

"Sir Roger, if you are truly well-inford about this tradition, then you must also know that such a gesture cannot be made by a re acquaintance. Since when can I do sothing like that?"

Nevertheless, Roger seriously objected to :

"Lady Weinstein, it’s just a gesture. I don’t an anything more by it. So you don’t need to worry about it."

"Even if you think so, what about the others? Haven’t you thought about what people will say when they find out?"

"Lady Weinstein, I promise I won’t reveal your identity to anyone."

In the end, all I could do was take a deep breath.

No matter what argunts I used to dissuade Roger from this strange idea, the guy seed to have already found a justification for everything. So it seed to that I couldn’t just change his mind. In that case, it seed that all I could do was politely refuse.

Either way, it was clearly a gesture I wasn’t ready to make. It was too much responsibility for . Besides, in the future, Angela would have to tie Roger’s scarf herself, and I wasn’t going to interfere and do it for her.

However, just as I was about to tell him I refused...

(Okay, I agree.)

(I’m sorry, but that’s not possible.)

As luck would have it, at the most crucial mont, that stupid system window popped up again, leaving no chance to back out. In the end, it was already obvious what choice the ga had forced to make.

"Okay, I agree."

I felt very tired after saying those words. After all, I was just tired of getting upset about it.

"Really?" Roger asked excitedly.

"Yes... If you ask so nicely, I can’t refuse you. I hope it really brings you luck."

When I said these words with a forced smile on my face, all I could do was curse this damn ga and all the developers involved in it. No, really. What kind of manipulation of human feelings and decisions is this? It was a real scam!

However, all these angry thoughts were only in my mind at that mont. anwhile, my face continued to wear the sa unnatural smile that I was forced to make due to the ga’s influence.

Nevertheless, Roger, as it seed to , did not notice this strange semblance of a smile on my face at all, and as a result, he was genuinely touched by my words.

"I... I am so grateful that you accepted my offer," he said warmly. "I promise that if you leave your handkerchief, I will not disappoint you and will do everything possible to ensure the victory of our empire."

Ha... Well, I already know that victory will be on our side anyway. After all, this damn ga was set in this damn empire. Oh well.

"Sir Roger, I will wholeheartedly root for your victory."

"Yes... Thank you."

At that mont, Roger picked up and handed his sword, which he had apparently prepared in advance and brought here. Oh, why do I have to deal with this headache?

In the end, I had to tie my ill-fated scarf to Roger’s sword.

Which, by the way, also suddenly appeared in the front pocket of my clothes. Although I didn’t rember taking it with at all... Don’t tell the ga arranged that too?

Well, I took another deep breath and did it anyway. Now my scarf was neatly tied to the hilt of Roger’s sword, and I could only hope that no one would find out that I had actually done it. In any case, Roger didn’t seem like the type to blab about such things.

After Roger took his sword back and looked at the scarf, he thanked again, looking embarrassed. Well, I hoped that was really the end of it.

However, at that mont, I accidentally noticed Roger’s strange gaze, which was directed sowhere behind . Following his gaze and turning around, I noticed that Ruby had been standing nearby all this ti, watching us. Oh, how long has she been here?

"Ruby!"

Of course, when I saw my niece, I imdiately went over to her.

"Ruby, what are you doing here?" I was a little surprised to see Ruby here at this ti of day.

However, the strange expression on the girl’s face, which had been there before, changed in a matter of seconds, and she said:

"Auntie, you promised you’d play with this afternoon. That’s why I was waiting for you!"

Oh, so Ruby had been waiting for all this ti? If so, I felt a little guilty for making her wait so long. But in the end, it really wasn’t my fault. It was all because of that damn ga!

"Okay, then we can go right now," I smiled. "Um, Ruby, maybe you’d like to say goodbye to Uncle Roger too?"

"Uncle Roger?" she asked.

"Yes. He’s leaving very soon and won’t be visiting us for quite so ti. So if you want to say goodbye to him, you can do that."

In fact, Ruby and Roger weren’t particularly close, which was to be expected, since she was the main villain of the ga and he was her love interest.

Nevertheless, over the past three years, we had crossed paths quite often, and Ruby also sotis saw Roger when he ca to visit us. So even if they weren’t close, they still knew each other. So I thought Ruby might want to say goodbye to him too.

However, Ruby reacted to my words a little strangely. Soon she smiled and shook her head.

"No, if Auntie has already said goodbye to him, that will be enough."

"Oh... Are you sure?"

"Yes. So, Auntie, let’s go play!"

Ruby was already pulling by the hand, and I couldn’t resist her. In the end, I smiled and agreed.

"Okay, let’s go."

Finally, after shouting sothing like a farewell to Roger, Ruby and I left. At that mont, I couldn’t see the expression on Roger’s face as he watched us leave.

***

When Roger Dickens returned to his carriage, his servant asked him:

"Sir, are you back already?"

"Yes, we can go."

After Roger gave his cold order, it was hard to imagine that just a mont ago this man could have had such a gentle expression on his face. However, after the carriage set off and so ti had passed, the previous rather gentle and unusual expression reappeared on his face.

This was because at that mont, Roger glanced at Lady Weinstein’s handkerchief, which she had previously tied to his sword. Looking at it now, the young man experienced inexplicable and rather exciting feelings.

In fact, he had been experiencing this strange feeling ever since his first encounter with this woman. Their chance eting in the middle of the street turned out to be truly fateful. And right now, Roger realized this more than ever.

Nevertheless, one circumstance still cast a shadow over it.

It was Lady Weinstein’s niece, who was just as unsettling to him. Just as he had begun to experience these strange but pleasant feelings when he t Grace, he also experienced inexplicable emotions towards her niece. But these emotions could hardly be called positive. Rather, it was the opposite.

In the end, after unconsciously thinking deeply about it, Roger finally decided to shake these dark thoughts out of his head. After all, first and foremost, he had to focus on the upcoming war, the first in his life, in which he was about to participate.

Roger gripped the sword in his hand more tightly, and his gaze beca deep and filled with conflicting emotions again.

"Lady Weinstein, have no doubt. Thanks to the luck you have bestowed upon , I will surely win this war!"

Right now, Roger was filled with anticipation and was already looking forward to the mont when he could return to Grace with victory.