How should I survive in a different world as a reincarnated villain?

7 Arnold Adams, this is the name I reported, and it was also the name Mr. introduced himself to me when we first met 12 years ago.

I never suspected, and had no reason to suspect, that it was not Mr.'s name, but now Fenrir told me I had been duped.

Is this a joke?

But why can't I laugh at all?

"...Phil, you are really, how could you make such a joke."

I said pretending to be coquettish.

Fenrir asked back, "Is that what you think? Am I kidding?"

I kept silent and didn't answer.

"How sad."

As he spoke, Fenrir moved his eyes slightly to look behind me with a sarcasm in his eyes.

"You or me, choose one."

I opened my mouth, but couldn't make a sound, and finally pursed my lips, standing there helplessly, not even daring to turn my head.

You don't need to look back, just look at the shadow on the wall and you will know that Mr. has sat up.

The next second, I heard the voice of Mr.

"My surname is indeed not Arnold Adams."

In a daze, I felt that I had returned to four years ago. I was the same as when I first entered the academy. I was isolated and helpless. I was mixed in two waves of hostile forces. However, they are either overt or covert threats.

It's just that this time the situation doesn't allow me to fight with Mui any more. I have to choose between Fenrir and Mister.

But unfortunately, I always knew what I wanted.

In just a moment, my eyes turned red, I looked at Mr., and asked, "Why?"

The husband did not answer immediately, but stood up from the bed, walked towards me slowly, and then stood half a meter away from me.

"Does it matter who I am?"

I ignored Fenrir's eyes that wanted to kill someone, and shook my head in accordance with my heart.

"Whoever you are, you are my husband, and that won't change, but—"

I bit my lower lip and spoke with difficulty.

"But it never occurred to me that I would not even know your real name."

Even if I try my best to maintain a normal mind, I can't help but feel a little bit wronged when I speak, and my eyes are a little sore.

Mr. lowered his eyes slightly.

"Does it matter?"

"Of course it's important!"

I couldn't control it for a while, and my tone was a little agitated. After I realized it, I immediately recovered my calmness, at least on the surface.

"Or do you think I don't deserve to know your real name?"

Thinking about it, it seems that I have never said such a serious word to my husband, but when I think that he has concealed such an important matter from me, even his real name, I feel angry, but more sad.

"Is that why you don't believe me?"

I stiffened my neck and looked back stubbornly, the hurt that I couldn't hide in my eyes.

"I don't believe you don't know anything, but you still choose to say nothing and watch me suffer. Is it that I am so unworthy to you?"

My lips opened and closed, and I finally said the sentence I wanted to say the most.

"Am I just a feel-good clown in your eyes?"

After finishing speaking, I lost the courage to continue to look at my husband, turned my back suddenly, and closed my eyes for fear of seeing something I didn't want to see.

"Aigor—"

"Please don't say it."

As soon as I heard Mr.'s voice, I interrupted him.

"Please stop talking."

"It's my fault...I shouldn't want something that doesn't belong to me...so..."

My voice trembled slightly, and my quietly clenched fists turned white.

I suddenly felt a little itchy on my chin, and I raised my hand to wipe it and found that I didn't know when tears were streaming down my face.

"So, please forget what I said just now. It's all my sleepless talk in my sleep."

After saying the last sentence, I hid under the blanket and covered my ears with my hands, stubbornly not wanting to hear any sound.

But against my will, I still heard Fenrir's voice.

"Agnes Cecil, you are a worthless, hopeless worthless."

I weakly pulled out a self-deprecating smile, who said no, I despise myself very much.

Obviously, he had made up his mind that he must speak clearly tonight, but when he was about to hit the door, he flinched because he was afraid of getting an answer he didn't want, as if he could pretend that nothing happened.

But in the next second, Fenrir changed the subject, "But I don't blame you, because it's not your fault."

"It's all this guy's fault!"

The blanket covered my sight, so I couldn't see what was going on outside, but judging from the pinging, bang, bang, Fenrir may have thrown something at Mr., and nine out of ten he was dodged .

"You fucking stand still! If it weren't for you, how could she become like this? I will kill you for the sake of the people today!!"

I’ve never heard Fenrir’s voice so angry, and there was another heavy blow, I was so flustered that I even forgot to be sad, so I pulled down the blanket and sat up without thinking, “Fenrir, what are you doing?! "

Fenrir, who was in a confrontation with Mr., turned his head and glared at me, "Lie down!"

Being caught off guard by such a stare made me a little apprehensive, but in order not to make things worse, I could only bite the bullet and persuade.

"Calm down, Phil, if you really want to fight, the house will collapse soon."

Maybe I found the right reason, Fenrir's face softened a little, but he still looked at Mr. badly, and said that if it doesn't work inside, then go outside, anyway, today's fight is definitely going to be fought.

It's a pity that the husband has no intention of fighting with him at all, and he didn't even touch Fenrir. Even when he was attacked twice with wind magic in a row, he didn't move a bit, but just set up in front of and around him. Defensive barriers prevent yourself from being injured while keeping the room safe.

I clutched at the blanket, momentarily at a loss as to what to do.

At this moment, Fenrir, who was still aggressive at first, hunched his back and let out a threatening voice from his throat, suddenly disappeared.

I froze for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Mr., and as expected, I saw his raised hand and the magic ball on his palm that hadn't completely dissipated.

"It's much cleaner."

I didn't know how to answer, so I smiled awkwardly.

"Yes, yes."

Yes, it should have just been teleported away, right?

I thought uncertainly.

The gentleman lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at me. It was obviously the same emotionless eyes as usual, but it still made me tense and stiff all over.

"Then what... I'm really sorry to disturb your rest, I promise, no one will disturb you again tonight."

As I said that, I made a zipper movement on my mouth.

So why the hell am I plotting some showdown with Fenrir?

I was so remorseful in my heart that I still had a smile on my face.

I'm probably the only one who is so cowardly.

But my husband didn't want to let me go.

"Don't you want to talk, let's have a good chat."

I had a bad intuition, so I wanted to struggle.

"I'm so sleepy now, can I talk about it tomorrow morning?"

"No."

...oh.

The gentleman raised his eyebrows slightly, "Don't you have something to ask me? Why do you still have a reluctant expression?"

I pursed my lips and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to ask now."

Did the gentleman say something lightly?

"I have a lot of things I want to tell you. If you want to know, come here."

I hesitated and dared not go over.

"It's okay, you just say it, I'll just sit here."

The gentleman narrowed his eyes, "Don't make me repeat it a second time."

You don't want to say it.

Although I wanted to say that, I really didn't have the guts, so I went anyway.

"sit."

I sat down obediently.

"Give me your hand."

I hesitated a little, but still put my right hand on Mr.'s outstretched palm.

It's just a slap in the face, but I don't want my husband to grab my hand. It took me a lot of effort to not pull my hand back, but I couldn't control the crazily rising temperature on my face.

Fortunately, Mr. didn't seem to notice my strangeness, and closed his eyes after grabbing my hand.

"Some things are too troublesome to say, so I'll let you see them directly."

Before I fully understand the meaning of Mr. Tou's words, I feel that my whole body has been brought into a very wonderful state, everything around me becomes blurred, and my body and head are light and light, as if at any time. They will all float up without exerting any strength.

I don't know how long it's been like this, maybe it's only for a moment, maybe it's a lifetime, when I get out of this delicate state, the surrounding environment will completely change.

Hmm... I always find this angle of view a bit strange.

In a luxuriously decorated bedroom, an adult man was sitting on the edge of the bed with a baby in his arms. Lying on the bed was a beautiful woman with a tired face but gentle eyes.

"Look, Nora, this is our daughter! We have a daughter! Haha!"

"Calm down, Andrew, the baby is looking at you, you're going to scare her."

The familiar name and familiar face reminded me of two people, my parents who had passed away.

Is this... how I was born?

I subconsciously wanted to reach out, but found that I couldn't control my body anymore, and naturally I couldn't touch the two people in front of me.

I have never felt so clearly for a moment that I miss them so much, obviously I have rarely thought of them in the past 14 years.

If it weren't for my inability to control my body, I might break down and cry when I saw this scene in front of me.

I have thought several times that if such a thing hadn't happened, we would have become a very happy family of four. When I was a few years older, maybe there would be a few more lovely siblings.

Unfortunately, that was just a delusion after all.

I greedily looked at the young faces of my parents, and took this scene deep in my mind, and then hid it as the most precious treasure, and I couldn't think of anything else.

"Have you decided yet? The baby's name."

"Ah, it's decided."

The man lifted the baby girl up, just in time to welcome the first ray of sunlight coming in from the window in the morning.

"Agnes! Call me Agnes!"

Because of the man's movement, the cloth wrapped around the baby's head fell off, and the baby was awakened from a deep sleep, crying loudly.

And I noticed something unusual because of it.