Villain Simulator-Chapter 91: My Sharp Tongue

"Huh?"

Charlotte’s expression changed to an absurd one at my words.

But then, realization dawned upon her, and her confusion morphed into surprise. A chuckle slipped past her lips as she apologized.

"Hahaha. Forgive me, Master. I forgot for a second, but now I remember why you’re my favorite."

"Why?"

"Secret, hehehe."

She winked and playfully zipped her lips.

Knowing her secret already, I didn’t tease her more. I simply nodded with a smile and turned my gaze back to the field.

My attention fixated on the three girls, where an air of gloom hung as if someone had just died there.

’Wait! Heather has, pfft~hahaha.’

I laughed out loud inwardly, and a subtle sneer formed on my lips.

’You reap what you sow.’

There was no point in crying over spilled milk for them now.

But I knew it wouldn’t be so easy to get past this situation.

Knowing and being threatened was one thing, but witnessing it unfold before your very eyes was an entirely different experience.

Heather’s death made them realize just how true my threats were and how despairing and bleak their reality was.

The realization that their own actions had led to a predicament that was now threatening their lives was a pill too bitter to swallow for them.

No matter how cruel they were or how bad things they did to others, when it happened to them, it made them instantly aware of what a bitch karma was.

Grief filled them as they blankly looked at the headless body of Heather.

"No, no, this can’t be happening, Heather..."

They mumbled and held each other for support, crawling down towards Heather’s body.

However, the time for rest provided to them was limited, and I wasn’t a kind-hearted man.

"Alright, time’s up! Come to the center now!"

My shout pulled them back to reality and pushed their grief to its second stage.

Consequently, after their initial denial, came anger.

Endless anger towards Sylvia, who killed Heather.

First to come forward was Sylvia, who, after her battle with Heather, had taken a few minutes to catch her breath and sip some mana-replenishing potions.

Though she felt restored, she was still a bit physically and mentally drained.

Watching Sylvia—Brittney, fueled by fury over Heather’s death—also stepped forward.

Her eyes contained a turbulent storm of wrath and sorrowful tears as she gritted her teeth.

"You’ll pay! Sylvia!!!"

"Heh, when you did this to others, it was all fun and games. But when it happens to one of your own, it hurts, doesn’t it? Truly, a hypocritical bitch you are."

"We didn’t kill you, but you killed Heather, you witch! Die!!!"

Brittney’s eyes were ablaze with rage as she raised her staff, and without wasting a second or waiting for my call to start, she unleashed a torrent of fireballs at Sylvia.

[Multiple Exploding Fireballs]

[Water Wall]

But since Sylvia was prepared for it and defended immediately, I didn’t bother to stop the fight.

It was quite the spectacle after all.

’Hehehe.’

...

The coastal forest served as the battleground once more.

"We didn’t kill you, but you killed Heather, you witch! Die!!!"

Brittney screamed, her voice dripping with venom, as she continued her relentless barrage of fire spells.

In response, despite her exhaustion, Sylvia summoned a [Water Wall] to protect herself from the fiery onslaught.

Boom! Booom! Booom!

The forest echoed with the cacophony of exploding fireballs, the flames reflecting in Sylvia’s ruby-like eyes.

"You bitches chose this path, Brittney. Though don’t worry, I will make sure to reunite you with Heather soon, in HELL."

Sylvia’s voice was strained but defiant.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

--sssss!

With each fiery attack, Sylvia’s [Water Wall] weakened, steam hissing as it met the flames.

Desperation gnawed at Sylvia, but she hung on and taunted Brittney again.

"Is this all you’ve got, Brittney? I expected more from the great bully. The cancer of society"

"How Dare You! Watch your mouth! You spawn of a whore! I will kill you!"

Enraged by Sylvia’s words, Brittney screamed a string of curses, her mana growing wilder and more erratic.

Rumble!

The air around her trembled because of her mana going wild.

She was preparing a big move.

’How foolish.’

Looking at this, I could only shake my head in disappointment.

Engulfed in rage, Brittney even forgot the basics of how to fight as a mage.

’Never prepare for a big move without a guard. It leaves you wide open.’

Fortunately, Sylvia, who was quite calm-headed, realized this quickly and understood that she had to act fast to take advantage of this situation.

[Wind]

Immediately, she summoned a gust of wind to disperse the fiery onslaught and then focused her remaining mana into a single, powerful skill.

Correct.

It was another offensive skill of her Archmage Class.

More specifically, a subskill that originated from a Main skill [Arcane]

"Arcane Tempest-!"

She gave a loud, high-pitched shout.

Zooom!

Mana concentrated on her fingertips, and from them erupted a swirling vortex of sharp tempest-infused destructive winds and wild mana.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The trees shook, and the tempest engulfed Brittney, who stood defenseless, still preparing her spell.

"—Ahhhhhhhh!!!!"

Brittney screamed at the top of her lungs.

The ferocity of her raging mana waned, and her body rattled as the arcane tempest consumed her.

Nevertheless, since the skill was activated with little mana, it vanished within a second.

But that second was enough to decimate Brittney, whose battered form fell to her knees.

Bang!

Blood dripped down her forehead, her clothes were torn asunder, and her bare skin, filled with cuts all over, was out in the open.

Clatter!

Her staff, covered with blood, slipped out of her hand and fell.

She was defeated, her fury spent, and her breath labored.

Opposite her, Sylvia too wasn’t in much better condition.

Though she didn’t have wounds like Brittney, she was already at the end of what her body was capable of.

Her mana and stamina had almost hit the rock bottom, and even walking took quite a toll on her.

Nonetheless, she approached Brittney, albeit strugglingly.

Her own exhaustion was evident as she looked down at her fallen foe.

"It didn’t have to be this way, Brittney."

Hearing those words, Brittney glared up at Sylvia, her expression a mix of resentment and resignation.

"Don’t try to act like a righteous bitch now. You, who killed one of us, are even worse than us."

Spit!

She spat on Sylvia’s foot, but all she got in reply was...

"....."

[Mana Bullet]

Bang!

Splatter!

Brittney’s end, too, was just like her friend Heather, and her headless body slumped to the forest floor, dead like Heather.

"Sylvia won. Another 3-minute break."

At my words, Sylvia immediately slumped back on the ground, exhausted.

However, in accordance with our agreement, I made no move to assist her.

Instead, I shifted my gaze to the side, where I could hear the unmistakable sound of someone munching on chips.

Crunch! Crunch!

There she was, Kiara, nibbling on what were most likely the trio’s chips, her face etched with unease.

But it wasn’t the sight of death unfolding before her that troubled her. Her anxiety stemmed from the fact that her team was losing.

Sensing my eyes on her, Kiara halted her snacking, turned in my direction, and caught my glance at her packet of chips.

Her eyes darted back and forth between the chips and me.

Eventually, albeit reluctantly, she clenched her teeth and extended the packet towards me.

"For me?"

I asked amusingly, and she nodded again like a chicken.

’Cute.’

I smiled inwardly and was about to reject her casually, but before I could,

"How dirty! Keep that garbage away from me and learn some manners."

My sharp mouth just had to make it worse.

In an instant, Kiara’s eyes began to quiver, and tears welled up within them.

Recognizing her distress, before I made the girl really cry with another sentence that was about to escape my lips, I turned my head again, back to Sylvia.

From Sylvia’s expression alone, it was evident that she was in no condition to engage in any normal fight, let alone one that surpassed her current level.

She sat on a rock, panting heavily and clutching her chest, struggling to catch her breath.

This persisted even after she downed potions like they were water.

You see, health, stamina, and mana recovery potions weren’t the miraculous cheats people often believed them to be.

They didn’t instantly replenish one’s health, stamina, and mana.

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Instead, they contained nutrients and ingredients that enhanced the body’s natural recovery processes.

With regular use, someone could heal without needing a single bite of food or a dose of protein, but it still required time.

Swiftly consuming these potions back-to-back not only rendered them less effective, as their effects remained the same, but it also built resistance within the body over time.

Not to mention, Sylvia’s situation was further exacerbated by the mental strain of continuously battling opponents far beyond her level, where a single spell could easily spell her defeat.

To make matters worse, her next opponent, Ashley, was the trio’s strongest member.

There was a reason she was considered the leader of the trio, and the other two obeyed her words.

Therefore, I knew that in this next battle, Sylvia had no chance of winning.

However, since I was a kind-hearted man, I had to fulfill my duty to take care of my slave.

So, I moved towards Sylvia this time and asked.

"Do you want to end the match here?"