I, the Villain, Want to Save Myself, But the Yandere Heroines Disagree
Chapter 126 - Truly Caught

In Romulus City, the allied forces were engaging in fierce fighting with the last remaining units of the Napoli Duchy.

Most of the Napoli army had already surrendered. Only the fanatical soldiers and personal guards raised by Giovanni were still offering stubborn resistance. They were firmly holding their ground in the streets near the ducal mansion, awaiting Giovanni’s final orders.

Until the final order arrived, their sole mission was to hold this position.

Litte, with a unit of soldiers, was fighting on the front line of the battlefield. She already knew everything. She knew that the death of her birth mother all those years ago, and the various tragedies that had befallen her since, were all caused by Giovanni.

Now, whether for herself, or for her father, or for her adoptive parents who had been targeted for assassination because of her, she would personally kill her enemy.

Just as Litte struck down a soldier blocking her path, a figure suddenly rushed out from the enemy crowd. The speed was so fast that Litte almost failed to react.

She quickly parried with her sword, but even so, she was pushed back several steps. She rolled backwards once to dissipate the force.

Then, she raised her head and looked at the approaching person.

“Litte...”

Standing before Litte was none other than Donny, who had previously framed her at the Imperial Academy.

At this moment, Donny had undergone a drastic transformation since Litte last saw him.

Litte faintly remembered that Donny was a mage before, but now, his muscles were extremely exaggerated. His body had swollen by an entire size due to the exaggerated muscles, making his head, which hadn’t grown larger, look extremely disproportionate on this body.

His speed and strength during the charge just now also proved that his fighting style was no longer that of a mage. Instead, he had transformed into a warrior who fought with brute force.

At this moment, he seemed to have completely lost his mind, breathing heavily as he looked at Litte before him.

Then, he spoke in anger:

“Litte!”

Donny swung his fist and charged towards Litte, as if to directly clash with Litte’s sword with his bare flesh.

Seeing this, Litte naturally couldn’t engage Donny with her usual approach. The fact that the other party dared to come at her bare-handed proved that the other party’s physical strength was definitely not something ordinary swords could cut through.

Thinking this, Litte did not meet the other party head-on. Instead, she dodged his attack.

Donny’s fist swung through the air, then struck the ground. Litte turned back, looked at the cracked ground, and was thankful that she hadn’t tried to block that move with her sword, otherwise her fate might have been the same as the stone pavement.

“Coward! Do you only know how to hide?” Donny saw his attack miss, filled with anger, and couldn’t help but provoke Litte.

Litte was not provoked by the other party’s words. Instead, she calmly looked at Donny, hoping to find a weakness in his actions.

Seeing that Litte was unmoved, Donny casually slapped away a soldier who was trying to sneak attack him, then snatched the soldier’s spear and threw it directly at Litte.

Litte dodged to the side. However, what followed was Donny’s charging fist. Seeing that she couldn’t dodge, Litte could only raise her sword and simultaneously silently cast a magic shield, reinforcing it in front of her.

Then, Donny’s fist struck Litte’s sword like a cannonball. Although the magic shield deflected most of the force, she was still stunned by the remaining force, her chest feeling tight. She was sent flying backward, crashing into the wall of a nearby house.

“Cough...” It took Litte a few seconds to recover. The dust caused by the impact drifted into her eyes, making it difficult for her to see clearly.

When she saw the towering figure in the smoke, she subconsciously tried to move her body.

However, after being hit hard, her body was somewhat unresponsive to her command.

Donny reached out and grabbed her neck, lifting her high into the air.

Only at this moment did Litte see Donny’s face clearly again.

His features were even more contorted than when she had last seen him in his normal state. At this moment, they were all twisted together, making it hard to tell if he was trying to cry or laugh.

It wasn’t until the force in his hand began to tighten that Litte finally understood her current predicament.

“Heh, didn’t expect this, did you? That you would also have a day when you fall into my hands, Student Litte,” Donny said, grinding his teeth, the force in his hand growing stronger.

Litte’s throat was constricted. She couldn’t make a sound. Her face became increasingly red. She could only slap Donny’s arm with her hand, but everything seemed to be in vain.

“I love seeing you struggle pointlessly like this, and the feeling of despair when you ultimately can’t do anything.”

Suffocation, pain, and a deep sense of helplessness that surged within her simultaneously ravaged Litte. At this moment, no one could help her. Her peripheral vision had already caught a glimpse of the battlefield situation. With Donny charging out, the Napoli army was fighting as if injected with steroids, pushing her own army back step by step.

Was she really going to fall here?

But... she didn’t want to die yet.

Litte thought of Orson, and then recalled the day she was first attacked by a pack of wolves. It was also this kind of despair and helplessness.

“Heh, finally remembered me, have you?”

In her mind, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded.

The voice was clearly her own, but Litte knew that she would never speak like that.

“Alright, just leave everything to me from now on.”

Donny saw Litte close her eyes, thinking she had given up hope. He felt bored and wanted to simply end her life.

However, when the other party opened her eyes again, her entire aura had changed drastically.

Donny and Litte looked at each other. Although the latter was being held in mid-air, her throat constricted, she showed no signs of being hunted. Instead, using the difference in height, she looked down at Donny with a hint of disdain in her eyes, as if she were the true hunter.

“Stop pretending!”

Donny said angrily, then prepared to crush her neck directly.

However, a second later, he was surprised to find that he couldn’t use any force in his hand.

Litte elegantly and easily pried open Donny’s fingers, then slowly landed on the ground.

“Very curious, aren’t you?” she said this, looking at Donny as if looking at a dead thing.

Then, several chains suddenly appeared in the air, directly binding Donny’s limbs.

Donny tried to break free from the chains, but it was in vain.

All of this reminded him of the inhuman treatment he had suffered while being confined in the basement.

“Let go of me! You bastard! You have no idea what I’ve gone through to reach this point! Let go of me!”

However, Litte didn’t care what Donny said. She just came before Donny.

Ordinary knives, spears, swords and halberds could not harm Donny’s body. There was only one way.

She bit her finger and drew a magic circle around Donny. Enemy soldiers who tried to sneak attack her in the middle were also repelled by the allied soldiers who had fought their way back.

After the magic circle was completed, she also felt a bit weak due to blood loss, but she couldn’t care about that at the moment.

In a little while longer, the chains binding Donny would wear off. She had to hurry...

She stood in front of Donny again, extended a hand towards him, and began to chant a spell.

“My Lord, the omniscient, benevolent, and compassionate Goddess of Life, Hela, your devout clergy here calls upon your divine guidance. By your great authority, purify the evil creation before me!”

“No... what are you doing?! No, you can’t do this!”

The magic circle Litte activated was a magic circle that every Imperial mage had to learn, but only high-level mages could use.

The Exorcism Magic Circle.

This magic circle was specifically for creatures related to demons. Activating it came at a great cost, but it was extremely lethal to demons and their creations. Because demons had been largely absent from the Empire for a long time, the frequency of using this magic circle was not high.

But Litte was quite certain that the other party must have used evil means to gain his current strength. Therefore, risking her own blood as a guide, she had to activate the magic circle beyond her tier.

The magic circle drawn with blood instantly lit up upon hearing Litte’s prayer.

Donny felt a burning sensation all over his body. A holy white light descended from the sky, and then his muscles instantly withered. The price of power backfired at this moment. The pain that penetrated deep into his bones caused him to immediately fall unconscious.

After the magic circle was activated, Donny returned to his original appearance, only looking even worse.

His body had lost its original robust build and become thin and shrunken, devoid of any vitality.

After activating the magic circle, Litte also felt a dizzy spell. Just as she was about to sit down and rest for a while, she suddenly sensed a hint of danger.

On the rooftop not far away, Raven, the hereditary guard of the Florence family, was staring intently at Litte. He was waiting until she had finished everything and let down her guard, then he would deliver a fatal blow.

After finding an opportunity when Litte was distracted, Raven quickly attacked. His Tier 8 strength made his movements undetectable. Soon, his dagger reached Litte’s neck.

Litte looked at the assassin before her in surprise. She didn’t expect that at this moment, there would still be someone trying to take her life.

When she used the magic circle just now, she had already used up all her strength. Now, she was completely powerless to resist.

It seemed this time, everything was truly over.

Just at this moment, a clear metallic clash sounded. The dagger deviated slightly and struck the wall behind her, grazing Litte’s neck.

“It seems a bit inappropriate to attack my child, Mr. Assassin,”

Orson said this, moved his wrist, and turned his head to look at Raven on the side.

“I don’t care who assigned you this mission. You have already failed. Now, go back and report to your master, or else, I don’t mind keeping you here to await trial.”

“Heh, master? I don’t have one anymore,” Raven said this, shaking his head.

Just at this moment, the two of them simultaneously noticed that in the distance, at the luxurious ducal mansion, a raging fire had now ignited. The top floor of the mansion was vaguely visible, and Giovanni was standing on the balcony, looking down at the entire city.

Orson frowned. Litte also struggled to stand up.

At this moment, all the soldiers fighting in Romulus City stopped fighting and looked up at the raging ducal mansion.

Raven was the first to react. He was just about to turn around and leave when a figure appeared in front of him.

“Apologies, you must stay today,” Arthas said this, and drew his sword.

“As the only high-level combat power in the Napoli Duchy, we have the right to suspect you participated in the previous assassination of the Duke of Orleans,” Not far away, Owen, the Chief Security Officer of Saint Roland City, also a Tier 8, rushed over from the other side of the street.

Coupled with Orson now, the few individuals had formed a surrounding position around Raven.

“Heh,” Raven saw this, dropped the weapon in his hand, and raised his hands.

“It seems I am truly caught here this time.”