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79. The Princess Has Truly Become a Yandere

“The evil god? What nonsense are you talking about? We are demons, of course, we believe in the Demon King… well, we believe in the strong. What does that fool, who lost to the goddess long ago, have to do with us?”

The demon male felt utterly bewildered; this human woman was clearly not in her right mind, otherwise, why would she suddenly mention the evil god?

“Oh? You mean to say that the evil god has nothing to do with you, huh? Hmph, you really know how to be stubborn. So, who’s behind you? Are you brave enough to say it out loud? I see you, coward, wouldn’t dare to speak it, because the moment you do, it means I’ll kill him.”

The male demon’s reaction was, of course, taken by Agatha as an act of feigning ignorance, prompting her to scoff disdainfully.

However, at this moment, she finally showed her clever side, at least knowing to use a bit of provocation.

“Who are you calling a coward! A monster like you can’t possibly kill Lord Allen! Even if your raw strength is the same, that lord’s cunning is something you can’t compare to, alright!”

But this time, it was the male demon who fell into confusion.

After all, he was still a muscle-bound type, even less capable of restraint than Agatha.

Upon hearing himself, so fiercely brave, being called a coward, the male demon’s central processing unit was immediately smoking with rage, and he roared out the name of a certain man.

“…Huh?”

Valentina, who was still standing by, could no longer contain her surprise and let out a bewildered sound.

Why was Lord Allen’s name appearing in this context?

One, it must be a coincidence of names, right?

A sense of unease, a strong sense of unease, surged from the depths of Valentina’s heart, and she instinctively denied this terrifying thought.

However, Agatha’s next words, spoken as if no one else were present, completely shattered Valentina’s fantasy.

“Don’t talk about the cunning Lord Allen; he’s the one who disguised himself as a human scholar to deceive the princess and tried to take this country, right? Sorry, you lowly race, but the goddess has already informed me about him.”

“What did you say!!!?”

The male demon’s eyes, with their black irises, widened in disbelief as he stared at the dragon-slaying princess before him.

“Didn’t expect that, did you, idiot! The goddess has long been aware of the matters concerning the Lord Allen and the evil god, which is why she sent us here to eliminate the hidden dangers! But speaking of which, which incompetent descendant of mine was actually deceived by a demon in disguise?”

Agatha was very pleased with the male demon’s embarrassing expression, and couldn’t help but smile with pride.

For her, a devoted follower of the goddess, what the goddess said was everything; the goddess’s commands were absolute.

The male demon’s disgraceful display was only to be expected, after all, his adversary was a great deity.

Yet, when it came to the fact that a princess had been deceived by Allen, Agatha felt speechless.

It must have been one of the Valentina sisters, to be fooled by a demon’s disguise—how ridiculous! Could this even be considered a descendant of a dragon slayer?

As the goddess’s messenger, Agatha and the male demon, despite their differing positions, surprisingly found a rhythm in their conversation, completely oblivious to the presence of others.

The three demons, who had been truly infuriated by their incompetent ally, had no choice but to let it go.

They also failed to notice Valentina’s unusual behavior.

In reality, Princess Valentina had heard everything through eavesdropping.

At this moment, she silently lowered her head, hiding the upper half of her delicate face in the shadow of her bangs, feeling betrayed by the one she trusted most.

Ah… so, Mr. Allen is also a liar…

Ha, haha, what is this? It turns out no one is on my side after all…

Upon learning that Allen was actually a demon, Valentina could only manage a bitter smile.

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What else could she do besides a bitter smile?

Right now, she felt like a castaway floating in the vast ocean, the piece of wood she had clung to desperately had suddenly vanished, and the lighthouse that had once pointed her in the right direction had also gone dark.

All that remained for her was an endless sense of confusion and loneliness.

No one was watching her, neither Clyde, her childhood friend, nor Teacher Allen, both had their own agendas.

Only she unilaterally trusted the two of them, yet neither had ever trusted her in return.

Ah, well, after all, she was just an extra person, even her own father didn’t like her…

Even if it couldn’t be called a collapse of faith, it wasn’t much better.

The fact that the two she trusted most had betrayed her left Valentina feeling more powerless than angry, wanting to give up and let everything be.

After all, no one would see her efforts; after all, no one was watching her at all…

…Watching her?

Just as Valentina was about to give in and stop struggling, thinking she might as well be swallowed by the endless sea around her and sink into the depths.

A bothersome voice surfaced in her mind.

[Your Highness, you must be a masochist, right? You’re not even angry; are you planning to let me take your anger for you? If you want to be bullied by me, just say it, okay? I won’t let you go until you die; you’ll exist as my toy for all eternity.]

That was purely a hallucination born from a strong mental shock.

But it was also a true reflection of Valentina’s innermost feelings.

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She actually longed to be watched, to be praised, to gain recognition, and to be loved.

At this point, she felt that even being treated as a toy of an evil god wouldn’t matter.

At least the evil god would be watching her.

“Hey, so you just won’t admit it, huh? Hmph, it’s fine; as long as I find that man named Allen, I’ll know the evil god’s information.”

“…Tch, but speaking of which, I really can’t understand it. The goddess said the evil god put in tremendous effort to find someone who could become their follower, even going so far as to traverse time and space.”

“Although the goddess said the evil god should just want a follower, it seems to me that only love could drive someone to put in such great effort, just like my admiration for the goddess. How much does that guy dote on the poor soul he’s fixated on? Ah, I really feel sorry for her; we should hurry and find her and kill her, of course along with the evil god.”

Just as the princess noticed that she wasn’t truly alone, that someone was indeed watching her.

Coincidentally, Agatha, who had begun to float due to the goddess’s favor, couldn’t help but start commenting on the evil god’s affairs.

But no one would have expected, not even the goddess or the evil god.

Just because Agatha blurted out that one sentence, the entire situation began to take a bizarre turn.

—Eh? Love? Does that annoying evil god actually love her?

So that’s why he only did annoying things to humiliate her and amuse himself, yet had never truly harmed her?

……

Heh… Hehehe… Is that so? I am loved…

Heh, hehehehe❤, is that so? I am the one favored by the divine being♪~~~

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The sense of self-destructive despair that the princess had vaguely exuded was swiftly replaced by a fervent joy.

Beneath the shadow of her hair, the expression of helplessness gradually morphed into a twisted smile, tinged with a sickly allure.

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