The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick

Chapter 165: Is That All? How Could I Lose!

Gwen sat atop the giant bird, her pretty face flushed crimson.

It turned out she had misunderstood...

Viktor had said he wanted to take her somewhere.

At first, Gwen thought...

No, she had never thought that way!

As a righteous knight, Gwen would never admit that any indecent thoughts had crossed her mind.

It was absolutely impossible!

After dinner, a swirl of white wind gathered at Viktor's feet.

Then, this enormous and astonishing white giant bird was summoned by him.

She had seen this big bird before, in the North, at her home.

At that moment, in front of countless knights, she stood before Viktor, actively supporting him.

Even if it meant opposing all the knights of the North.

And now, she was sitting on this giant bird, up in the sky, under the moonlight.

The wind seemed to have become unrestrained, howling and dancing.

The wind, not particularly violent, still wildly blew Gwen's white formal dress.

She pressed down hard on her white formal hat, fearing it might be blown away and disappear into the vast night.

One hand also held down her skirt, preventing the strong wind from lifting it.

Her appearance looked somewhat comical, her reddened cheeks becoming even more bashful.

But the surrounding scenery was extraordinarily beautiful.

In the quiet sky above, silver stars twinkled as if hung on a curtain.

The mysterious night sky seemed to be telling a story, captivating one's heart and soul.

The giant bird glided through the clouds, like a shooting star crossing the Milky Way, streaking towards the horizon.

She was in the air, looking down upon the earth.

Below her was the vast, prosperous royal capital.

Under the night sky, it was brilliantly lit.

Amidst the dreamlike scenery, a wonderfully enchanting light permeated.

It was as if a second patch of luminous stars had appeared in the world.

Viktor stood with his hands in his pockets, his black suit somehow having changed back into a windbreaker.

The howling gale constantly blew his black coat, making it flap noisily.

Raised in the air, it looked like it had transformed into a long, slender tail feather.

Suddenly, Viktor's voice slowly sounded near Gwen's ear.

"How does it feel?"

"It's beautiful."

Gwen held onto her hat, her eyes reflecting the hazy starlight.

Her long-troubled mood seemed to gradually calm down from its anxious and flustered state.

She didn't know why.

Perhaps it was because of the surrounding scenery, which made her unconsciously settle down to appreciate it.

Or perhaps it was because the person who could put her at ease was right beside her at this moment.

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Gwen raised her head to look at Viktor again, staring at his back.

Her gaze also carried a hint of tenderness.

She opened her mouth, asking the question she had wanted to seek an answer to from the beginning.

"Why... are you so kind to me?"

Whether it was at the hotel in the volcano, or when she first returned to the palace and faced everyone's doubts.

Even when she was in the North, in her home.

Viktor always took meticulous care of her.

He was the first to stand in front of her, protecting her.

Even when the justice she pursued was about to collapse, it was Viktor's appearance that made her beliefs even more steadfast.

He was like a bright star.

When Gwen was on the verge of falling into darkness, he brought her the light of salvation.

"First of all, you've stated the obvious," Viktor said as he turned around, calmly looking at Gwen.

"Why shouldn't I be kind to you?"

Gwen was suddenly stunned, looking at Viktor with a gaze mixed with confusion and lack of understanding.

Viktor sighed, finally shaking his head helplessly.

"Remember," he said.

"I've always been your fiancé."

As his words slowly fell, it was as if he was talking about some trivial matter.

But his calm and gentle tone kept echoing in Gwen's ears.

It made her unconsciously sit up straight.

Her eyes widened like two copper bells, her cheeks burning hot, staring at Viktor in a daze.

Her heart was pounding wildly.

Even though it was such a cool night.

She felt her body continuously heating up...

Her body trembled slightly, and even she couldn't explain clearly what kind of emotion this was.

Suddenly, Viktor waved his hand towards the sky.

In front of him, a clock made of flames appeared before the two of them.

A long and a short hand were slowly moving.

The periphery of the clock was surrounded by several golden magic spells, and in the center, there seemed to be a golden scale constantly swaying.

Whenever the hands passed over a Roman numeral, that number would become hazy, eventually transforming into a red light and burying itself in the clouds.

The hands slowly moved towards the top, constantly ticking.

"It's about time," Viktor said calmly.

The giant bird beneath Viktor suddenly let out a screech.

That piercing cry that split the sky instantly penetrated the air, slowly spreading throughout the entire royal capital.

The sound wasn't loud, but it brought a bit of movement to the quiet city.

Those residents who hadn't yet gone to rest all poked their heads out, curiously looking out from their houses to find the source of the sound.

At this moment, Vega's eyes emitted a faint blue light, connecting with Viktor.

Almost at the instant the magical power surged.

Countless arrays lit up under Viktor's feet.

Hum—Hum—Hum—

Complex and innumerable magic arrays began to flash and overlap incessantly, even using the clouds as a canvas, gradually dyeing them.

Rich magical power continuously overflowed from around the arrays, sweeping out in all directions like a tide.

The magical power of various colors gradually spread across the streets of the entire royal capital, and the brightly lit city was also gradually enveloped by these strangely colored veils.

Around Viktor's body, thick magical power was constantly being released.

Patterns emerged, as if all the painter's paints had been overturned at once.

"Watch carefully, don't blink," Viktor's voice sounded in Gwen's ear, causing her to involuntarily look towards the magic array.

Then.

From that enormous magic array, an extremely bright light flashed.

The huge wheel array rapidly expanded, as if gathering the dispersed magical power from the earth.

In an instant, vibrations transmitted through the air.

Numerous streams of magical power formed into fireworks, trailing smoke, breaking through space.

Under layers of distortion, those magical fireworks twisted and turned as they rushed into the sky above.

In an instant, the strange-colored light was ignited in the sky, scattering in all directions.

It turned into countless points of light in the sky, overshadowing even the stars, and thousands of brilliant flowers completely bloomed at this moment.

All the residents of the royal capital saw this beautiful scene, as if a more dreamy starry sky had been placed before them.

Many children poked out their heads, pointing at the sky, shouting to their mothers:

"Mom! Look! It's fireworks!"

Lia, who had been busy in the study all day, stretched lazily in the darkness, walked to the window sill, and looked up at the sky through the window, her eyes reflecting the beauty.

Henie was working very hard writing and drawing in her notebook, the bright flames outside seemed to have completely ignited the night sky.

She raised her head, put down her pen, and gazed towards the high sky.

Aurelianne, in the palace, was boredly flipping through the monster catalog that Viktor had given her in her bedchamber.

Soon, feeling an extremely terrifying magical power fluctuation, she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

The fireworks flickered in her eyes, she widened her eyes, colors flowing in them.

"So beautiful..."

Endless flames turned into fireworks, carrying various colored and strange tails, continuously blooming in the sky.

Cocotte Yade was yawning in the garden when suddenly, she jerked awake, widening her eyes and looking up.

"Holy crap, war magic!?"

No, who the hell is so extravagant to use freaking war magic as fireworks!?

At this moment, everyone in the royal capital saw this extremely astonishing scene.

The fireworks continued for a long time, constantly exploding in the sky.

Gwen, being the closest, felt the warmth from the magical power.

In her eyes, waves of light flowed.

In the corners of her eyes, there seemed to be some moisture.

Was it emotion? She wasn't sure either.

The fireworks continued non-stop, lasting for several moments.

Just before they finally disappeared, the sky fell silent.

A small but bright magical power gradually rose towards the night sky, as if gradually merging with the moon.

When it slowly stopped in the air, that magnificent yet gentle light seemed to spread throughout the entire world.

Beside Viktor, the three hands of that flame clock were slowly moving.

Until finally, those hands simultaneously settled at the top of the clock.

Symbolizing the arrival of twelve o'clock.

Symbolizing the end of an entire day.

Symbolizing a new beginning.

"Happy birthday," Viktor's voice sounded in Gwen's ear as the fireworks gradually dissipated in the night sky.

Gwen was still looking up, as if still savoring the moment, her gaze fixed on the stars in the sky.

The fireworks seemed to have dispersed, but also seemed not to have dispersed.

It was as if something had been hidden in her heart.

Suddenly, she took a deep breath, as if she had made some decision.

"Viktor."

"When you're teaching the princess, do you have to stay by her side all the time?"

Viktor nodded, calmly responding.

"To ensure the princess's safety, staying by her side is necessary behavior."

"...I see."

She lowered her head, as if explaining.

"The day His Majesty summoned me, he asked if I could become the princess's swordsmanship teacher."

"He gave me a few days to make a decision."

Viktor listened quietly, seeing Gwen look over at him.

Seeing Gwen's face, suddenly, he was slightly startled.

Her expression, as if ice melting, revealed a bright smile, like the rising sun, utterly captivating.

"Having been a knight for so long, suddenly becoming a teacher seems like a very novel thing."

"I think, I'd like to give it a try."

The sound of the wind gradually passed by their ears, and Viktor couldn't help but come back to his senses.

He looked at Gwen, letting out a light hum.

"Is that so."

The corners of his mouth, slightly raised a few degrees.

"I'm quite experienced in the profession of teaching."

"Why don't we practice?"

Gwen looked at him in a daze, smiling happily.

"Alright—"

"I won't go easy on you."