The Charming Villain Just Wants To Be A Salted Fish

Chapter 20.1

“Have you heard?”

People all over the streets were whispering about what had happened recently—

“You mean how His Majesty is personally leading the troops to attack the vampire castle?” An old man gave a low sigh. “It is a pity that it will be too late. People say that by the time His Majesty gets there, the whole castle will be empty.”

“Let those vampires escape? Where else can they escape?”

“Children should not venture out at night!”

“In addition to the children, you can see that every house has locked doors and windows.”

“But how did I hear that…” One of the snoopy people scratched his head and wondered, “His Majesty stopped the people who were going to the vampire castle.”

“No way!” Someone immediately scoffed. “His Majesty will never be lenient to those disgusting vampires! Every vampire is still wanted all over the city!”

…

“It’s time for you to eat something.”

Long Aotian stood outside the door, frowned, and looked at the girl lying by the window.

Joyce looked at the table and without raising her head asked wearily, “How are things? No one has discovered it yet, right?”

“No,” Long Aotian replied. “I have taken over for you, and everyone is safe as of now. We will lie low for the time being. Your Highness Joyce, you have been wronged. If you need anything, please let me know.”

The room was old and extremely small. It even had a faint mildew smell. Long Aotian frowned again and put the prepared blood bag for her on the table.

“Your Highness Joyce, if you stop drinking blood, your body will not be able to endure.”

Joyce frowned slightly but did not even raise her eyes. She simply shook her head.

Seeing her so disheartened, Long Aotian sighed and said, “This blood really can’t be kept in plain view on the table, but you should drink a bit.”

Joyce did not seem to hear him. She leaned over the table and murmured, “How can he be the male lead? He is a knight. How can he be the Great Demon Dragon… If he is the Great Demon Dragon… Then from the very beginning, he went to pick up the princess in person. Did they fall in love on their journey? Now that the princess came back to save him, he is once again attracted to the female lead…”

The more Joyce thought about it, the more she felt that it was like this.

But…

What about her?

They were doing such intimate things back then, and she thought that Sean liked her… But why was Sean the king? Why did he say he was a knight?

“Your Highness Joyce, you can’t keep doing this, or else…” Long Aotian considered for a moment as if he had made up his mind. He rolled up his sleeve and put out his arm with a small cut in front of Joyce. “You can drink my blood!”

Vampire blood represented the strength and lifeline of vampires themselves.

And that was something Joyce had never cared about. The blood craving evoked by Long Aotian’s bleeding was suppressed as her frown deepened. Still immersed in a sullen world, she thought back to the time when Sean first said he was a knight…

As a king, why did he pretend to be a knight?!

“That SY1 pervert king pretended to be a knight to get the princess. Won’t he go back to marry the princess and have a happy ending? Then… What about me?!”

“…”

Joyce put her hand to her forehead again.

I thought I had a good relationship with the female lead, but now it seems like I have become her “romantic rival”. Isn’t that turning me from a villain to… the malicious second female lead?!

Impossible! Joyce thought and shook her head and threw the strange thoughts out of her head. “Isn’t this plot too dog blooded!!”

Long Aotian’s face turned red then white. He paused for a while before solemnly saying, “Your Highness, this is not dog blood, this is my blood.”

“…”

Joyce was about to correct him on what dog blooded meant when there was a sudden commotion outside the cabin.

They looked at each other and stopped moving. Then, they crept towards the window.

“It’s the royal family’s men, and they have brought along a black mage!” Long Aotian said with a low curse. He quickly packed up everything and left the cabin with Joyce, and ran the entire way.

The commotion that was just outside the cabin was drowned out by the noise of the market. The cold iron armor made clashing sounds under the dark oppressive clouds, and the man in the long black cloak was in the middle of the soldiers.

His whole face was hidden under his cloak, and there was a black snake with red eyes on his shoulder.

The black snake’s tongue flickered in the air as if it had found its prey. It slid all the way down from the man’s clothes.

“Found it!” The black mage raised his head faintly, his voice old and hoarse.

“Follow it.”

At his command, a group of soldiers standing at attention immediately followed the black snake in an orderly manner.

Joyce followed Long Aotian all the way down the alley. She looked back at the black snake that was slithering at top speed, chasing after them. “What is that?!” ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴏɴ ꜰᴏxᴀʜᴏʟɪᴄ.ᴄᴏᴍ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

She believed that if she left the castle and lived in seclusion, she could escape the plot, but why did the snake keep chasing them?!

“It is a red-eyed snake bred from the blood of the Primogeniture.” Long Aotian looked down at his arm that had already healed. “He can smell the blood of vampires.”