I, the Villain, Want to Save Myself, But the Yandere Heroines Disagree
Chapter 124 - I Disappointed You

“Reporting to Your Excellency Commander-in-Chief, our court mages have captured over thirty cultists, all at your disposal.”

After the great fire, all the way until noon the next day, the sky was still covered by black clouds that obscured the sun.

“Mm, detain them first. Not a single one is allowed to be released. When we return to Saint Roland City, they will be handed over to the Church for public trial.”

“By the way, we heard from the cultists that their High Priest is named Andrew. I wonder if Your Excellency Commander-in-Chief has captured this person?”

“I have captured quite a few here as well. We can inquire later.”

“Alright, then I shall trouble Your Excellency.”

The other party said this and politely walked out.

Orson lowered his head and thought for a while, then also walked out of the military tent. Finally, among yesterday’s captives, he found the person who was most different from the other cultists.

When Orson approached the other party, the other party was still tied to a stake. Seeing Orson come over, his face was filled with dread.

“Andrew, right?” Orson came before the other party, squatted down and asked.

“No... you, you have the wrong person...” The other party said this, quickly shaking his head.

However, the nervous expression on his face had already betrayed him.

“Oh, that’s a pity. I only planned to let Andrew survive this time. Since you are not Andrew, then goodbye.”

Saying this, he reached for the sword at his waist.

Seeing this, Andrew, his expression flustered, said, “Um, I am Andrew, I am Andrew. Please put your sword away first. We can talk properly...”

“Oh? How can you prove you are Andrew?”

“Uh... this...” Andrew heard this, and for a moment, he surprisingly didn’t know what to say.

“How about this.” Orson saw the other party’s anxious state, giving the other party a way out.

“I am very interested in those powerful soldiers of yours. Can you tell me how they are trained?”

“I...” Andrew heard this, his eyes lit up, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. Then he opened his mouth.

“I will confess everything. Those soldiers are trained through the secret art I teach. The secret art I teach can allow ordinary people to instantly become strong individuals with Tier 4 strength, which is why this unit seems difficult for you to deal with.”

“Oh? What about this secret art of yours?”

“To use the secret art, you must first believe in my cult!” Andrew said, raising his head.

“How about it? If you are also very interested in power, why not convert to our faith? I swear, with my help, you can become the Emperor of the Empire.”

Andrew saw an opportunity and even began to take the initiative, starting to incite Orson.

“That’s entirely unnecessary.” Orson shook his head. “I don’t want to become that kind of living dead person, only knowing how to act according to your commands.”

“However, I feel like you were hiding something from me just now?” Orson said this, looking at Andrew.

“You haven’t told me the cost of the secret art yet. If you don’t tell the truth, I have someone here who is quite skilled at interrogation. Do you want to try his interrogation techniques?”

“This... this is really unnecessary, right...” Andrew chuckled nervously, but his trembling legs revealed his current mood.

“I... everything I said is true. If there is a single lie... my Lord will immediately send down divine punishment.”

“Sigh, it seems you are not going to tell the truth.” Orson sighed with regret, turned around and walked away.

“Um... no, please, sir. We can still discuss properly. Don’t be like this...”

...

“Doctor, are the interrogation results ready?” At night, the surroundings were empty. Orson was talking privately with the doctor in the woods.

“Mm,” the doctor nodded. “That guy’s willpower is very weak. He confessed everything in a short while. I really don’t know how he became the leader of a cult.”

“It’s very normal. Some people rise to power by flattering others, and after gaining power, they hand over all the hard work to their subordinates. Being used to a life of comfort, it’s easy to develop this kind of personality.” Orson said this, shaking his head. “So, tell me what you found, Doctor.”

“Mm, their so-called secret art can indeed make people stronger, but at the same time, it makes them lose their sanity and turn into monsters that only obey their commands.”

“The condition for using the secret art requires the person being controlled to be completely unable to resist. Furthermore, the success rate is extremely low, only about ten percent.”

“What happens if it’s not successful?”

“Brain damage, death.”

“...” Orson heard this result and fell silent.

“In other words, for the army of about ten thousand they control, at least one hundred thousand dried bones are buried behind them?”

“Yes,” the doctor nodded.

“The reason the other party was able to do this is clearly because they had Giovanni’s consent. Otherwise, in other regions of the Empire, let alone a mass disappearance of one hundred thousand people, even one hundred people would be enough to attract local attention.”

“Giovanni...” Orson heard this analysis result and couldn’t help but clench his fists.

He had never wanted someone dead as much as he did now.

If everything Giovanni had done before was understandable behavior due to his ambition, then everything he was doing now had crossed the line.

It should be known that after the outbreak of war, the total number of citizens in Romulus City was no more than three hundred thousand. Coupled with the previous violent suppression, the population of Romulus City was directly reduced by almost half.

The war crimes committed by Giovanni were enough for him to be sentenced to ten thousand death penalties by the Empire’s law and be completely nailed to the pillar of shame.

“Then what did you do with him in the end?”

“I arranged an express delivery for him, so he could quickly go and face divine judgment.”

“If you do this, the Church will probably not be very satisfied...”

“Anyway, if the sky falls, you’ll bear the weight. I just need to do what I should do.”

“Alright,” Orson sighed helplessly.

...

Since hearing the news of Andrew’s major defeat, Giovanni was like a changed person. He ordered his army to return to Romulus City, and then spent his days drinking and indulging in pleasure within the ducal mansion, no longer concerning himself with defense. Only a few officers who remained loyal to him took over military command and began arranging city defense matters.

After a few days, the allied forces attacked Romulus City. This time, the allied forces knew about the tragic events that had occurred within Romulus City. Their morale was greatly boosted. Everyone wanted to rescue the struggling citizens in the city. Coupled with the support of the court mages, these human-shaped war weapons, Romulus City only held out for one day before being forced into the street fighting stage.

“Your Grace, the enemy is less than two kilometers away from here. We truly cannot hold on any longer. Please think of a solution!” The city defense officer shouted loudly as soon as he entered the ducal mansion. However, he only saw Giovanni, with disheveled hair, lying on the sofa, sleeping soundly.

Beside Giovanni, a black figure appeared.

“His Grace is resting now. Go back to your post, officer.”

“But, but in at most two more hours, the enemy will reach here. If we don’t think of a solution, the Duchy will be destroyed!”

“What nonsense are you talking about!?” At this moment, Giovanni seemed to have heard the keywords. He immediately sat up from the sofa, shouting loudly.

“Who says the Duchy is going to be destroyed? Napoli will not perish, never will!” he roared loudly. “You all get back to the battlefield and fight! I have supported you for so long. You should repay me with your lives. Hurry and get back to the battlefield!”

“As you command!” After being scolded by Giovanni, the officer could only lower his head and dejectedly rush back to the front line.

“Your Grace, do you need me to take action?” The black figure also spoke at this moment.

“You? If you go out, who will be responsible for my safety?”

“But, the front line is short-handed now. If I don’t go, they don’t seem to be able to hold the front line either.”

“You think you can hold the front line if you go? If you really have that capability, the position of Duke is yours to take.”

Giovanni said ill-tempered, then let out another burp.

“Raven, you have been following me since my father’s generation. It’s been so many years. I haven’t asked you for anything. After you complete this last task I give you, you can go wherever you want, alright?”

“Does Your Grace not want me to stay by your side?” Raven asked in confusion.

“No need. You have long intended to leave. This is something I know.”

“Then, Your Grace, tell me, what is the last task you are giving me?”

“Don’t rush, Raven. Let me ask you, in your entire life, has there been something you cherished the most? It can be a person or a thing.”

“Of course there has been.” Raven nodded. “However, what I cherish the most now is my own strength.”

“A very good thought. Once a person puts all their thoughts on themselves, without any external concerns, then they are invincible.”

Giovanni picked up the wine bottle before him and drank another bottle of wine.

“Do you know why I have always targeted the Imperial Family and Antica?”

“Could it be... still because of that matter?” Raven asked tentatively.

“Mm,” Giovanni nodded in a lost-spirited manner.

“I thought Your Grace should have forgotten her by now.”

Raven said this, a hint of regret in his tone.

“How could I possibly forget? That is the regret of my life.” Giovanni let out a long sigh.

“She was born here, grew up here. From being driven away until dying as a stranger in a foreign land, she never returned. Tell me, how can I not hate them?”

“Therefore, to make him also feel my pain, Raven, the last task is to help me, kill Litte.”

“Only by losing a loved one will he be able to feel what I felt at that time, right?”

A hint of ferocity was revealed in Giovanni’s eyes.

At this moment, unlike his previous drunkenness, he was incredibly clear-headed.

Raven nodded, said nothing more, and walked out of the ducal mansion alone.

As for Giovanni, he took out a pocket watch from his pocket, looked at the portrait inside, and stared at it blankly for a long time.

“I’m sorry, I disappointed you, Margaret... sister.”

After a long while, he murmured.