It's Troublesome That My Doting Dad Became A Villain

“I’ll recognize you at a glance.”

One corner of Bonnie’s lips curled up ever so slightly.
Her eyes, filled with the mischievous malice typical of demons, were fixed on only one person. The malice was colder, more piercing than mere spite.
The priests and knights turned cautiously to check where the demon’s gaze was directed.

There, Crescent was staring at the demon with a slightly subdued look in her eyes.
It was as though, in that moment, only the saint and the demon mattered—everyone else in the background became irrelevant.
“What business do you have here?”

Crescent asked sharply.
She wasn’t scared or surprised in the least.
This demon was none other than Bonnie Antalia, the Duke of Space and second-ranked demon in the Demon Realm.

Why had she come here?
Magical energies had been wreaking havoc across the land, but this was the first time a demon had openly revealed herself in front of so many people.
Cyrillote had kept his identity hidden, and Prima had stayed in the shadows, avoiding any direct involvement with humans.

By claiming she’d recognize Crescent at a glance, it seemed Bonnie had some interest in her.
But was it because she was the Demon King’s daughter, or had the appearance of the saint piqued her curiosity? Crescent wasn’t sure.
Bonnie exuded her overwhelming presence and spoke with a calm voice.

“I’ve been curious about you. Crescent Delight.”
At her words, Crescent’s gaze grew even sharper.
So she did have business with me?

Bonnie nonchalantly scanned Crescent, her eyes taking in every detail.
“You really do resemble him. Even if I’d only passed by, I would have recognized you.”
Her mysterious, enchanting eyes and the perfect symmetry of her nose and lips—Crescent looked just like the Demon King.
Anyone would instantly fall in love with the flawless beauty of this father-daughter pair.

Ah.
So that’s why.
A sudden realization made a chill run down Bonnie’s spine.

So this was why Cyrillote had been like that.
She resembled the Demon King so closely, and added to that her extraordinary beauty—how could anyone not fall in love with such a girl?
Cyrillote, who had loved and cherished the Demon King more than anyone else, couldn’t have helped but love her too.

It didn’t matter that she was human. Her bloodline was unmistakable.
That’s why he had given up his life and everything else for her.
Bonnie finally understood.

In the end, his final choice had been driven by the same obsession and love for the Demon King.
A crazy man loving a crazy woman…
But Bonnie was different.

She too loved the Demon King, but she had no intention of embracing the bloodline he hated.
That girl was just a human nuisance the Demon King wanted to eliminate.
Bonnie ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) spoke again, tinged with a hint of disgust.

“Do the humans know? Who you resemble? How much you look like your father.”
Father...?
The people around them shifted uneasily.

As far as they knew, Crescent was an orphan.
But now, the word “father” was slipping from the demon’s mouth—what was going on?
Reuben, now in the plaza of the Holy Palace, cast a thoughtful gaze.

Crescent’s surname was clearly Dallas, but the demon had called her “Delight”—it bothered him.
“Oh, I see. Humans don’t know. They’ve never seen your father, so they wouldn’t know.”
“What do you want to say?”

Crescent smirked slightly and spoke up.
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So Bonnie had come here with the intention of revealing that she was the Demon King’s daughter.

Was my true identity about to be exposed here?
Crescent had been thinking that it wouldn’t be possible to keep such a secret forever.
But she never expected it to be uncovered so quickly, here, in this very place.

There would be no eternal secret. Crescent wasn’t about to beg the demon to leave her identity concealed.
She would face it head-on, and avoid the pitiful route.
“If the humans find out your secret, they’ll be fascinated. I’d love to see their reaction. Then, the humans will start tearing you apart—the very one Cyrillote wanted to protect.”

That was the greatest revenge Bonnie could take on Cyrillote.
Cyrillote had handed his position over to a human, and now he was paying the price for that choice.
The best way to avenge him would be to shatter the very human he had tried to protect with his life.

Before that, Crescent would likely be kneeling before Bonnie, desperate to stop her secret from getting out.
But Crescent didn’t show even the slightest hint of fear.
The calm, smiling face she wore made Bonnie’s eyes narrow in suspicion.

“You think I’m doing this to be loved by the humans? You’re wrong. As long as I can kill the Demon King, nothing else matters.”
She had to bring it up as a threat.
Revealing Crescent’s true identity wouldn’t threaten her in the slightest.

Let her spread the word.
If she were expelled from the knights, she’d go after the Demon King herself.
Crescent now had the third-highest demonic power in the Demon Realm, along with the power of a saint.

She was no longer reliant on the knights, especially when she was on the brink of being cast out by them.
Bonnie’s dark eyes turned cold and calculating.
“I see. So you don’t mind if it’s known that you’re the Demon King’s daughter.”

“!”
“…?”
The Demon King’s daughter?

What was this nonsense?
Everyone’s face filled with astonishment and disbelief.
Only Reuben maintained his calm.

It was impossible for the saint to be the Demon King’s daughter. How could this be true?
Bonnie was surely lying to divide the saints, to tear them apart.
“Your father is Lloyd Delight. That was his name when he was human. You changed your name to Crescent Dallas to hide the truth. Isn’t that right?”

That couldn’t be true.
People’s faith in Crescent made them look at her with disbelief.
But Crescent couldn’t lie any longer. She had deceived everyone up until now, but she didn’t want to hide anymore.

Still, it wasn’t easy to speak.
Crescent hesitated, her lips trembling. She lowered her head, unable to meet their eyes, feeling guilty about the truth that was about to come out.
In the end, here it was—her identity, finally exposed.

The guilt squeezed her chest.
“I’m sorry.”
She couldn’t think of anything else but to apologize.

Carefully lifting her head, Crescent glanced around. The people’s wide, confused eyes blinked in shock.
In that brief moment, Crescent drew her sword.
With Bonnie’s guard lowered, an attack rushed forth at lightning speed, like a bolt of thunder.

Bang!
The air split like a cliff.
Right now, dealing with the demon defiling the Holy Palace was more important than hiding her identity.

The black dress skirt fluttered as the attack tore through it.
Beyond the light, Bonnie, having narrowly avoided the strike, spread a terrifying amount of Magi. One side of her dress was torn and ragged.
Suddenly, the air behind Bonnie began to bulge and writhe, mixing with Magi in a grotesque sight.

It was the power of space.
“I’ll be direct. Humans, if you kill that girl, I won’t invade your realm. Don’t forgive a demon who pretended to be a saint, the Demon King’s daughter.”
The air kept changing, bubbling like boiling water. In an instant, the space around them began to swell, reaching the distant skies.

The very space around them was churning.
The whole world seemed to be falling under Bonnie’s influence.