The Villain's Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God's Sidekick-Chapter 137 - 138: Have You Touched Enough?

Cindy collapsed to the ground, his battle aura gradually dissipating into the air, his eyes completely hollow. At this moment, the psychological defense of this fourth-tier warrior had completely crumbled.

Leon shot a meaningful glance at the surrounding shadow guards. They quickly moved forward to restrain Cindy, securing magic shackles that could seal battle aura around his hands and feet.

The moment that massive bullet was fired, Lia was stunned by its terrifying sound. As her dazed mind gradually regained clarity, her gaze refocused on Viktor’s body. She stared at him, her eyes filled with incredibly complex emotions.

"Lady Lia." Hearing a familiar voice beside her ear, she turned to look - it was Leon calling her.

Lia shook her head and focused her attention on the iron cage. Looking at those poor girls curled up inside with their tails and ears raised, she let out a sigh. She turned back to look at Viktor again.

Just then, the azure color in Viktor’s eyes gradually faded as he slowly walked towards her.

Lia looked at Viktor and asked with apparent concern, "Are... are you alright?"

Viktor stood before Lia, slightly lowering his head to look at her. Instead of answering her question, he simply said: "Hold out your hand."

"..."

Lia fell silent but still followed Viktor’s instruction, obediently extending her hand. The next second, she felt a heavy object, still slightly warm, being placed in her palm.

It was the weapon Cindy had used earlier. Even now, looking at this thing made Lia feel uneasy.

The silver revolver was still smoking, as if it had just cooled down. The barrel seemed completely deformed from the powerful impact. The damaged silver-white casing no longer showed its red patterns, and the dull magic crystal was exposed through the gun’s body. Perhaps from absorbing too much magical power at once, this weapon was now completely ruined.

New novel chapt𝒆rs are published on ƒгeewebnovёl.com.

Lia was somewhat confused about why Viktor would give her this now-useless item. Then Viktor’s voice rang out:

"This is probably a first-generation firearm made by the Reiser family. The performance is too poor."

"Take it home to some craftsmen, they might be able to replicate it."

She suddenly understood.

Lia had witnessed firsthand the power of this so-called firearm. Although Viktor dismissed it, she immediately grasped its value.

For ordinary people, its terrifyingly fast attack speed would be almost impossible to track. If there was any drawback, it would be the horrifically loud noise it made, making it unsuitable for covert operations.

But if the Kravina family could manufacture these weapons in advance and improve their performance, then distribute them in large numbers to their guards...

Suddenly, Viktor’s warning voice sounded by her ear:

"These weapons can only be entrusted to those who are truly reliable."

"Remember, you’re just an ordinary person."

She paused briefly, lowered her head, and put the broken gun into her bag.

"I... I understand."

"By the way, that wound you took to your chest earlier..."

Thinking of Viktor’s horrific wound from before, Lia couldn’t help but raise her head again, her gaze falling on his chest.

Standing this close, she could even smell the scent coming from this brother she had once thought of as a jerk. A faint, pleasant fragrance - Viktor had always been very clean, as Lia had known since childhood. Though he wasn’t obsessive about cleanliness, he would never allow himself to be tainted by even a speck of dust or any strange odors.

Now, there wasn’t a single wound on his chest. Even his clothes seemed to have been mended.

As if possessed, Lia slowly reached out a hand and questioningly felt around Viktor’s chest, trying to find the completely non-existent wound. But no matter how she searched, the sensation through his clothes told her Viktor was completely unharmed.

She could even feel the firmness of his chest. This made her puzzled - how could a mage have such a robust physique?

"Had enough?" The cold voice came from above her head. Lia suddenly came to her senses and hurriedly withdrew her hand. Her face involuntarily turned red, though it wasn’t very noticeable in the night.

Lia quickly turned her head aside, avoiding Viktor’s gaze.

This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.

"I-I-I... I just wanted to check if you were injured."

"You came here for my sake after all, I’d feel so guilty if you were hurt!"

Though she said this, her eyes kept stealing glances at Viktor, as if secretly watching for his reaction.

Unfortunately, Viktor had no interest in paying attention to her. He stood in place as magical power continuously surged around his body. Countless magical arrays appeared out of thin air.

The charred corpses sprawled across the port disappeared like they were being erased by an invisible eraser, dissolving into the wind. The shattered ground was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye.

The air grew still as the sea breeze accompanied by waves swept across the silent port.

After finishing this, Viktor turned his attention back to the demi-humans huddled in the iron cage, their ears and tails trembling in fear.

"Demi-humans," he muttered softly as he slowly walked toward the cage.

His coat blocked out the moonlight. Under the moon, the one-eyed crow perched on Viktor’s shoulder seemed particularly conspicuous. The jet-black crow’s single eye gleamed brightly.

Like a dark shadow completely enveloping them, he approached step by step with an overwhelmingly powerful presence.

At this moment, the demi-humans felt even more terrified. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, their ears and tails quivering as their fur stood on end.

They weren’t blind - they had seen the earlier battle very clearly. The demi-humans could clearly sense that Viktor before them was even more frightening than the previous man.

If this mage, who was powerful enough to go toe-to-toe with a warrior, wanted to do something to them... they would have absolutely no way to resist.

The demi-humans watched fearfully as Viktor approached step by step, but fear was all they could do.

Lia also watched Viktor with his commanding presence. The shadow guards around her flashed vigilant looks in their eyes.

Few nobles liked demi-humans. These creatures that looked human but weren’t made them feel dirty and disgusting. However, as free labor, demi-humans were excellent. They wouldn’t slack off, only pushing themselves harder to survive.

At this moment, the shadow guards were afraid. They feared Viktor would be no different from other noble lords. If Viktor were to order them to sink those demi-humans into the sea right now, they would have to painfully comply.

But surprisingly, Viktor bent down slightly, reaching out a hand to within petting distance. He gently patted the head of the cat-girl nearest to him, and softly rubbed her ears.

The soft sensation transmitted through Viktor’s palm, and the cat-eared girl seemed to enjoy the petting, unconsciously letting out a purring sound. Even after Viktor stood back up, she seemed somewhat disappointed it was over.

Everyone quietly watched Viktor’s actions. His expression remained as cold as ever, but was there a hint of satisfaction in his gaze?

This left everyone confused, including Lia. Of course they couldn’t understand.

After all, who could resist an adorable cat-girl?

Under everyone’s gaze, Viktor slowly walked away from the iron cage. He hadn’t done anything to those demi-humans.

The shadow guards watching this scene also breathed sighs of relief. The ears under their hoods drooped slightly.

"You... don’t hate them?" Lia looked at him, her voice carrying a hint of confusion. Her question voiced the doubt in the minds of all the demi-humans present.

"Why should I hate them?" Viktor’s indifferent voice rang out as his gaze swept around those hooded shadow guards behind Lia, taking them all in.

Those caught in his gaze collectively shuddered, as if they had been completely seen through.

Soon, Viktor’s voice drifted out:

"Aren’t they demi-humans too?"

Lia froze slightly.

Though the other shadow guards made no sound, their bodies trembled slightly, as if losing their usual composure. They felt even greater shock.

Only Leon remained calmly standing beside Lia, showing no confusion. Because she still didn’t understand how Viktor had been able to say her name.

Lia looked at Viktor somewhat disbelievingly.

"Why... how do you know all this?"

Helping demi-humans was something Lia had been doing since she was young. When she was still in her teens, Lia had asked the family butler Helnersen to intercept the first ship carrying demi-human slaves.

Those demi-humans, after being rescued from the slave ship, could never return to their own homes. So Lia took them in.

Led by Helnersen, who was also a demi-human, they were taught assassination and martial arts.

Saving and sheltering demi-humans had continued for ten years.

By now, the number of demi-humans Lia had rescued was countless. Many of them, after being trained by Lia, became the Kravina family’s most loyal shadow operatives, handling all manner of dark dealings for Lia.

As an organization belonging solely to Lia, they only took orders from her. Similarly, to hide their demi-human identity, Lia specifically referred to them as her "children."

However, Viktor, who had never cared about her before, somehow even knew the race of these shadow guards?

At this moment, Lia’s confusion clearly outweighed her shock.

But Viktor didn’t answer Lia’s confusion. He simply stood beside her and patted her shoulder.

"Keep doing what you believe is meaningful. Stay strong."

"I will always support you."

Lia slowly raised her head, looking at her brother in disbelief. She felt a heaviness in her chest that left her speechless.

Lia didn’t understand exactly what kind of emotion was hidden in her chest.

"Don’t forget what I told you."

She wordlessly watched Viktor as he extended a finger to replenish new magical power into her [Mage’s Hand].

"Remember to use it, and then..."

Suddenly, the sea wind howled, as if narrating the extraordinariness of this night.

The surging sound of waves drowned out Viktor’s words.

Fortunately, it also covered Lia’s silent sobs.

"I’m back."