chapter 16
Chapter 16, The End of the Road!
“Do you have any last words? Mu En Campbell.”
At this moment, just as Ariel had guessed, Celicia was firmly pinning Mu En beneath her.
The “trampling” had already ended.
After an unknown duration of fierce struggle, the two had rolled from the sofa to the floor, even knocking over the tea table, shattering teacups, and leaving the wool carpet in disarray.
Only when both were utterly exhausted, and the effects of the drug within Celicia had completely worn off, did they finally call it a truce.
Yet a strange scent lingered in the room, and the surrounding marks that could not be easily erased, along with the still bare bodies of the two, testified to the fierce battle that had taken place here.
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The battle concluded, what remained… was the “settlement.”
Celia still maintained her ambiguous position sitting atop Mu En, but her delicate and pretty face had already lost its earlier charm, now adorned with frost, coldly staring at Mu En, her eyes filled with a chilling intent to kill.
Her ten fingers gripped Mu En’s neck, tightening little by little, as she repeated the question from earlier:
“Speak your last words, for this is your final chance before you die.”
“Then…”
Mu En, looking utterly exhausted, forced out a smile that was more grotesque than crying and said:
“If I don’t say anything, does that mean I won’t die?”
“It seems you still don’t understand the situation.”
Celia’s fingertips suddenly unleashed a terrifying chill, which instantly enveloped half of Mu En’s body, bringing him intense pain, and… the shadow of death.
Mu En suddenly realized that this woman was truly going to kill him, without hesitation.
Even though they had just shared a wonderful connection moments ago.
“Wait, wait, let me speak!”
Mu En couldn’t help but shout in panic.
“I have my reasons for doing this!”
“Heh, reasons?”
Celia coldly scoffed:
“I would love to hear what reason could lead you to act in such a beastly manner.”
“Because… because…”
Mu En’s mind raced, searching for an excuse.
Rebirth, fate, prophetic dreams—such obvious nonsense could not be said.
He needed a more reliable reason!
Like he just tripped over his own feet and accidentally dropped into the black tea.
Or that it wasn’t actually but rather a weight-loss pill that could help with fitness.
Or perhaps that they had just experienced a dream, and nothing had happened after waking up.
However, these words, when they reached Mu En’s lips, transformed into another answer.
“That’s because I like you, Celia!”
“Eh?”
“Ah.”
Celia was clearly taken aback.
But it wasn’t just her who was surprised; even Mu En himself was left dumbfounded.
What the hell am I even saying ahhh!
Even though I liked the character Celicia a lot in my previous life, and even bought her official life-sized poster to stick by my bedside so that I could see her first thing in the morning.
But I can’t possibly like someone who once only existed in fantasy so quickly!
He’s not some fat guy who calls a cardboard cutout his wife!
This isn’t how you mess up!
Wait, could it be that I’m influenced by the original owner’s feelings?
I remember the original owner really seemed to like Celicia; after all, if he didn’t truly like her, he wouldn’t have been foolish enough to go this far.
Damn it, you’ve already kicked the bucket, so stop trying to drag me down with you!
Mu En roared in his heart.
But… since it’s already been said…
Logically speaking, a girl should feel shy when suddenly confessed to, right?
Mu En’s sudden desire to survive gave him a glimmer of hope.
Could it be that…
…
“I see, is that your disgusting reason?” Celicia quickly regained her indifference.
Her hands still hadn’t left Mu En’s neck, and she wasn’t the slightest bit moved by his confession. As for the so-called “shyness,” it was Mu En, who was pinned beneath her, who looked more fitting for the word “shy.”
“Disgusting?”
Mu En grinned: “Well, in a sense, I consider this quite a sincere feeling…”
“You call this sincere feeling?”
Celicia suddenly interrupted Mu En, coldly saying:
“Taking away a girl’s purity can also be called sincere?
What kind of joke is this, Mu En Campbell!
If you truly liked me, you would stand before me openly, using your character, your strength, and your sincerity, to move me like a man!
Not resorting to such despicable means!
If you had really done that, even if I still didn’t like you, I might have followed the marriage contract and become your wife.
But now…
Heh, or do you naively think that this kind of physical relationship could make me develop different feelings for you?
No, Mu En Campbell, I will never fall in love with a despicable person who only uses schemes and tricks, and I will never marry a beast.”
Celicia leaned down, facing Mu En, getting very close.
Both could feel each other’s breath, just like a short while ago.
But this time, what Mu En felt was different.
Through Celicia’s ice-blue eyes, as if frozen, Mu En seemed to see something deeply hidden within.
It was a burning, sacred white flame.
Yes, this is Celicia.
Celicia Leopold.
The first female protagonist of the original story.
Just as the short phrase on the poster Mu En bought described.
— She is the eternally proud, eternally pure white swan, never to yield to any evil or filth.
So even now, stripped bare and stained, she remains a queen in her finery, looking down upon the base sinner.
“Beautiful…” Gazing at the girl so close, Mu En couldn’t help but murmur.
“Alright, the words have been spoken; it’s time for Young Master Mu En to take his leave.”
Hearing Mu En’s murmur, but with her expression unchanged, Celicia gradually tightened her grip.
“I hope in your next life, you can remember my words and sincerely seek your own love.”
“Farewell…”