Becoming the Villain’s Family - Chapter 251
Chapter 251
‘It doesn’t matter that Allen only approached me to use me as a means of revenge.’
That may have been his initial intention, but in the end, it was okay if he treated Sabina with sincerity.
She could forgive him.
However, Allen ultimately chose to avenge his family rather than Sabina, and met a cruel end.
She doesn’t know how far he was planning to drag her in, but…….
What’s the point of that now?
“Now I don’t know whether my anger is directed at Valois, Allen, or Valentine.”
Sabina felt a strong sense of murderous intent towards Count Valois. He was clearly a villain, and a lot of things happened because of him.
Without hesitation, she came up with a plan to punish him.
And she did it.
‘So, what next?’
Sabina planned to set off in search of Allen if she escaped safely from Grand Duke Valentine’s castle
She had never made any other assumptions.
Either she can’t escape from Valentine forever, or she can stay by Allen’s side and be with him.
Even if Allen is no longer in this world due to an unfortunate accident, she will continue his will…….
But she couldn’t even do that now that she knew the whole truth.
“If you want to die, die gracefully.”
The traitor, Allen Castagne.
My support, my pillar.
My will, my thoughts, my dreams.
My faith.
“My…hypocrite.”
She paused for a moment, then rummaged through the black coat draped over her shoulders.
Then she took out a cigarette.
Also included is an artifact imbued with fire magic.
“What are you trying to do….”
Sabina put a cigarette in Tristan’s mouth.
And she lit the end of it.
He sucked in the smoke as a habit and blew it out.
Through the hazy smoke that obscured her vision, the image of him with his eyes drowsily lowered flickered and then became clear again.
“You don’t have to be considerate of me, so if you want to smoke, smoke it.”
“…….”
“And… actually, I don’t know. What am I supposed to do now.”
I have to leave here first. Sabina muttered in a hollow voice.
Tristan stared in silence for a moment at her face stained pale red.
Then he reached over Sabina’s shoulder and extinguished the cigarette by rubbing it against the wall.
The gap between the two narrowed significantly.
“What?”
Is it because she was flustered?
Sabina’s eyes, which had been clouded, regained her focus in an instant.
“Is this your soul that even Valentine can’t destroy?”
“That…….”
Sabina recalled what she had said when she first met Tristan.
[“Give up? No, I will make you give up on me no matter what.”]
He was hoping Sabina would die.
He tried to make her give up her dreams, her life, and her future.
He was about to destroy her very possibility.
If she accepted death, he promised her a life of splendor and peace right up until her death.
Those words touched a spark that Sabina held deep within her heart. So her body and mouth moved as they pleased, like oil had been poured on them.
‘Did I think of Allen at that time?’
She doesn’t think it was.
She could see nothing but the red-hot flames before her eyes. It wasn’t someone’s will, thought, or dream, it was hers.
‘It’s not just that time.’
Even as she swung her fists and poured out everything she wanted to say to Gary.
Even when she gave the cocky knight a true lesson.
Even when she plunged her sword into the heart of Grand Duke Valentine.
It was all her own will.
“If you don’t know what to do, just act like you’re going to swallow everything like you did then.”
“What?”
Sabina froze with her eyes wide open.
“That’s you.”
Tristan moved closer to her.
He came so close that each other’s breath could barely touch, cupped her cheek and lifted it up.
And he looked persistently into the red eyes. Like he was finding some trace within.
“If you don’t know where to direct your anger, burn everything that bothers you.”
“…Burn it?”
“If they dare to grab you and shake you, you can burn them all. Till it swallows me, swallows Valentine, and swallows even the devil’s malice.”
Sabina in Valentine was always like that.
In the Valois mansion, she burned uncontrollably, to the point where no one knew how she managed to hide that fierceness.
She acted as if she would devour the whole body if anyone dared to touch her.
Like Tristan’s story, she was fire itself.
‘Probably because I was pushed to my limits.’
But Sabina knew that this was her true nature.
It was because she was able to breathe freely when her life was threatened rather than when she was oppressed.
Like she had escaped from a tight cage.
“……You’re so needlessly tall.”
My head hurts.
Sabina tilted her head as hard as she could, then frowned and cruelly swatted away his hand.
“Now you’re more like yourself.”
Tristan, who had finally found what he wanted, curled up his red lips. An emotion close to joy bloomed in his eyes.
He willingly got down on one knee in front of her.
His still pitch-black eyes filled with only her.
“Sabina.”
Tristan has never desired anything other than his own death.
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