Becoming the Villain’s Family - Chapter 217
Chapter 217
As long as she would conform to reality and accept herself as a sacrifice.
‘Right, it is to be expected.’
The truth is, Sabina had expected it a little.
When Sabina was beating Gary who had insulted her, Tristan was laughing.
The Grand Prince has said that he was willing to help her. Unlike Valentine’s notoriety, maybe he might have a little bit of a human side?
If she told him her situation, maybe he would feel sorry for her and let her go? Maybe they can be friends who can communicate with her.….
An impossible expectation.
‘Now that he had heard my conversation with Gary, he should have guessed what kind of environment I have lived in.’
But this man was not interested. He was telling her to die as a sacrifice for she had been sold as a sacrifice.
The rumored Valentine, the picture of the devil itself.
‘I did expect it.’
What is different from her current situation than when she was persecuted by her family…..
‘Everyone is looking at me and telling me to die. Even the devil I met for the first time.’
She abandoned the stupid idea of begging the devil for mercy at that very instant.
“That’s right, I understand.”
Sabina answered in a sunken voice obediently.
“I’m glad you pick things up quickly.”
The smiling Tristan, closed his eyes showing he had nothing more to say.
He wanted to give himself to the alcohol’s influence and fall asleep like dead.
“Tristan Valentine.”
If only she hadn’t slammed the door of the carriage open all of a sudden.
The carriage had just entered the Ingo Mountains.
Tristan furrowed his brows on his sleepy face.
“……What are you doing?”
Sabina turned her head as the door of the carriage remained open.
The cold wind came in, blowing her long flowing hair violently.
“Listen carefully.”
Something hot and blazing began to grow in Sabina’s eyes.
Intense flames full of energy that would devour everything around it.
“Be it Valentine, you can’t break my spirit.”
She chewed her words with strength, word by word.
“Give up? No, I will make you give up on me no matter what.”
She was imposingly talking down at him. Tristan couldn’t take his eyes off her.
The red eyes, which he had thought were just an unusual color, felt burning hot as if they were going to burn him too.
That is….a star.
A star that shines bright, burning itself before it disappears.
Knowing full well of the broken future that awaits her, she burns her life to shine brighter more brilliantly than ever.
A strong will he had never seen before…….
“No matter what?”
“Even by killing you.”
Sabina jumped off the carriage after leaving those cold words.
From a moving carriage.
“…!”
The startled Tristan shot his hand out.
But he couldn’t focus as he was drunk, his hand wandered aimlessly in the air.
Sabina jumped out of the carriage to a rough landing, rolling on the ground.
But she was not seriously injured. For the carriage had been going slowly, and leaves were piling up high on the moist ground.
“Are you thinking of running away?”
Tristan, who Immediately stopped the carriage, asked her in an incredulous voice.
It would be impossible to escape from Valentine’s grasps, whose powers know no bound.
Sabina couldn’t have not knows that.
“I’ll definitely hit it.”
“…”
“I’ll run away and hit it. Again and again. Until you realize it’s just better for you to get a new bride.”
Sabina knew that if Valentine really wanted, they would find her even if she had run away abroad.
She made up her mind to jump off the carriage. She will never let things go their way, even if she had to burn her body.
“You are going to give up.”
Sabina raised the sword in her hand as she said so.
The old, seasoned sword that Tristan always had by his side.
‘When did she…….’
He fumbled at his waist and slowly raised his head.
Sabina had already turned her back on him.
His alcohol-fuzzy brain soon became clear. He came to his senses.
Tristan suddenly felt the desire to touch her eyes that were blazing like flames.
To be exact, the soul reflected in her eyes
He wanted to grasp it in his hand, prevent it from escaping, put out the fire, and crush it. A destructive desire that he was even embarrassed himself.
‘Have I ever desired something other than death?’
He never.
But now Tristan wants to mess her up. He wanted to show her that there was something lower than the bottom.
‘It’s not wrong to call it an odd taste.’
Seeing that woman who shouts with all her body that she is alive, he wanted to pull her down to be next to him. HIs insides boil and twist. He twisted his lips.
“I just wanted to be with you until death no matter what.”
“Madman….”
Sabina muttered with heartfelt contempt, her steps stopping.
Tristan laughed. Really pleased.
‘To enjoy getting cursed at.’
She thought she was caught by the wrong madman.
Sabina had to turn her head. That moment, their eyes met, and she realized.
‘No, he’s really crazy….’
She wasn’t saying things to insult him. It was the eyes of a madman, as it literally meant.
It wasn’t because she couldn’t see through it for how deep it was.
The basic emotions, reason, ethics, and soul that make up human beings as humans were all broken and shattered. So the eyes look like that.
“If you want to kill me, I ask that you make it as painful as possible.”
Sabina has to somehow defeat this man. The Valois family was nothing compared to this.
Be it power, wealth, madness…….
Sabina was burning with the desire to defeat his will somehow. Yet at the same time, her breath was choking in helplessness.
“Grand Prince, please take good care of the La… heh? Where did she go?”
Tristan, who was supposed to go to pick up the bride, came back in the carriage alone.
Dwayne asked confusedly.
“She got off in the mountains.”
“…… what?”
He doubted his ears.
“She wanted to get off there.”
“It’s a joke, right?”
“Funny, right?”
“It’s not funny at all!”
“I’m not joking. I had fun.”
And it will be even more fun.
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