Villain's Valor: A Noble Fantasy Resurrection-Chapter 319 - 4 sacred

"Hehe, I need to tell you or warn you about a few things, so let’s talk for a bit and have a drink," she said, bringing the glass to her lips while looking at me with bright eyes.

I nodded in agreement, catching a glimpse of Dorothy out of the corner of my eye as she continued to down glass after glass of wine. It seemed she had really taken a liking to the bottle. Her cheeks were beginning to flush slightly... It was surprising that a sacred being could get tipsy.

A mischievous laugh escaped from Athena’s lips. "It’s pretty curious, don’t you think? I’m very intrigued. When I was negotiating with her, it was clear how much she despised you. There was also hatred, resentment, and countless other emotions directed at you. Because you were still alive, I decided to leave you and focus the negotiation on something much more important."

Can you stop? Seriously, there’s no need to keep repeating it! I’m fully aware, really I am, but please stop mentioning it! Damn it! Of course, all these thoughts and curses were kept in my mind. My life is far too precious to risk over a few words.

"But now it turns out you two made the journey back together, and on top of that, she’s in your house as if it were her own, not even stopping to drink your wine." Athena smiled like a flower with large thorns all over it. I remained silent. From the outside, the situation did look incredibly abnormal, impossible, and utterly insane. I was essentially a prisoner on my own territory, but as Athena said, from her perspective, it was highly suspicious—a sacred being standing by my side as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Looking at Dorothy, I saw a silly grin plastered on her lips... her cheeks even redder than before.

"Damn it," I cursed to myself, feeling a strong urge to snatch the wine bottle from her. But thinking better of it, I decided to let her be. She was much more docile and quiet this way.

"I’m curious how you managed to get her to follow you," Athena said.

That was a tough question to answer. If I told her the real reason was that the empire was in great danger, even to the point where three of the Seven Deadly Sins might descend and wipe out half the empire along with its people, that we... Well, she knew those two lines, and I also knew them... and that, in addition, there was a traitor in their ranks—a grand duke at that...

Reflecting for a moment... I wasn’t sure how to respond.

"Let’s just say we have something in common..." That sounded really stupid, honestly. It was a terrible excuse, but it was the only thing that came to mind. Explore more stories at novelbuddy

Athena’s eyes narrowed as she fell silent... staring at me intently.

"Something in common like what?" she asked insistently.

"Hey! We’re actually really close, you know!" Dorothy shouted from the side.

I remained silent, keeping a poker face. There wasn’t much to say; Dorothy’s words could mean many things, but it didn’t matter. Right now, it was the best response I could give to Athena, so I simply nodded expressionlessly.

Athena looked between the two of us and sighed.

"The City of Adventurers is being evacuated. In a week, everyone will be resettled at the Crystal Gate. It’s the best option we have for gathering a large number of people..." She took another sip of wine.

"As you probably know, the sacred beings are very sensitive... so..."

Bang!

The door to the house swung open, and a young man with black hair and gray eyes walked in as if it were his own home. He wore a simple T-shirt and blue pants, with a radiant smile and his hands in his pockets as he approached us.

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Behind him entered a woman with golden hair that shimmered under the sunlight. Her smile was so warm it could melt hearts just by looking at it. Her beautiful golden eyes seemed like tiny shining suns, and she walked into the house in a white dress as if it were her own.

And finally, behind her came a large man with wheat-colored blond hair and a fierce expression on his face, a penetrating, serious gaze. He wore a tight shirt that revealed his muscular body underneath, with shorts and his hands clasped behind his back, entering as if this were his house too.

Glancing at them briefly... my mind couldn’t take it anymore. I just froze and ignored them, letting them do as they pleased. There was nothing else I could do. I think my brain had built some kind of mental barrier to keep me from getting angry, so I just let it go. They were the three sacred beings of the empire... they had arrived, dragging furniture to sit down and form a circle around us. Like a robot, I pulled out three wine glasses... filled them with the red liquid and handed them over in silence.

"Oh!!" Dorothy exclaimed, only now realizing that the three sacred beings were right in front of her. Leaving the wine glass on the table... she stood up, her cheeks rosy, and positioned herself in front of me.

"More wine!!" she demanded with a smile.

Looking at her closely... I shook my head.

"No, you’re too drunk. You should go to sleep," I tried to persuade her with gentle words.

"I want more wine!!!" She started throwing a tantrum like a little girl... Looking at her again, I felt a strong urge to tie her up and leave her in some forgotten place. Feeling the four pairs of eyes on me... my nerves were starting to fray... clenching my fists mentally, I stood up, grabbed another bottle of wine, and handed it to her... She opened her arms wide and hugged it like it was the most precious thing in the world. With the wine bottle in her arms, she returned silently to her chair...

The entire room fell silent, and the only sound was Dorothy’s small, happy giggle.

Closing my eyes deeply, I let out a tired sigh. Gathering my thoughts, I stood up and performed a noble bow to the three sacred beings who were now in my home. I had an idea of what they wanted to discuss, but I waited for them to start the conversation... It was the best I could do for the moment. They probably had things to discuss with Dorothy, but given the state she was in, that might be a problem. However, I assumed the saint had some method to deal with that...

"Let’s have a talk, shall we?" The Emperor of the Empire, Gabriel, was the first to speak.