The Villainess That Was Once A VRMMO player

Chapter 83.2

Flare had previously helped me escape and also hidden Maia and the others. When I said I was just returning the favor, Flare snickered.

“That’s too much. You owe me one. You should finish your business now. Don’t go into battle with your mind distracted. I’ll play with them until then.”

“…Nn”

Oooooohhhh…the King was becoming deranged.

“Flare! You!”

“Ho~hohoho, I’ll deal with you people.”

Leaving royalty-related matters to Flare, I took her word for it and went to run some errands.

“[Ice Lance]!”

[Guah!] [Gyaah!]

As I was moving forward, knocking down the approaching knights with my [Ice Lance], he rushed in from that direction and hugged me tightly.

“Cam…”

“Carol…I’m so glad you’re okay…”

I’m sorry…I made you worry.

My head was a jumbled mess of apology and a little embarrassment, so I pushed myself on the back menially, and then I let myself be caught by him. After hugging for a while, Cam stepped back regretfully and then looked at me in the white dress he had given me, puzzled.

“Carol…what’s that dress?”

“That will be for later. We need to do something about the situation before Alice’s spirits start to run wild.”

For now, the presence of Flare, myself…and the three great spirits on our side was still confusing the spirits of Alice, but if the battlefield continued to escalate: well, hundreds of spirits had already sensed that Alice was in danger and would gather to protect her, the? [Beloved Child] at the first sign of trouble. If there was a chance, they would launch an indiscriminate attack to protect [their Beloved Child].

“I know you are a strong adventurer called [Witch], but that [Beloved Child]…”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

I took Cam’s hand, which touched my shoulder in concern, and quietly stood in front of him to protect him.

“I…I’m not [Witch] anymore.”

Cam looked slightly mystified at those words.

Then, two figures from among the senior nobles who were a short-distance away from Flare rushed to my side and gently bowed their heads in reverence at my side.

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“Father! What are you doing!”

“Grandfather! She is a traitor to the kingdom!”

Maron, the son of the head court magician, and Luka, the grandson of the archbishop of the Royal Capital Church, who were standing to protect Alice, shouted their condemnation of their actions.

The two figures stood up and the grim-faced middle-aged man, the first court magician, glared at his own son.

“You fools, who have neglected the search for the truth because you are so absorbed in women and other things. I have been shown a part of the truth by this person. The people of this country still do not know the truth.”

The King, who was at a distance, peeked out and pulled a ceremonial sword from his waist.

“You traitor! You dare betray me!”

“Oh. This is not a betrayal, my Lord. It is for this country.”

It was Luka’s grandfather, the archbishop, who said this in a clear voice.

These two. The first Court Magician was the one who, through the Magician’s Guild, drew them to our side by baiting them with advanced magic. This man was not a pervert, but he was an extreme research idiot, and for that he would sell his soul even to the devil, so in a way he was a very dangerous person. (Same kind of person as Bert).

And the Archbishop, since the incident where I beat him up, he believed that I was a Goddess, and he was still happy to know that I was a Demon Lord (and that I would beat him up more).

…Let’s throw these two to Flare later.

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