I Am The Last Villainess He Has To Kill

Chapter 45: Love Potion

Chapter 45 – Love Potion

That night, Kiehl collected his last relics.

As he was one step closer to becoming the Crown Prince, he had a dream of Bella after a long time. Even though he wanted to hear her voice, Bella just sat in her study without saying a word when she saw him and laughed.

"Bella…"

Perhaps, the scent contains memories. Kiehl's eyes gently opened at the familiar scent. In front of him, Rosanne was waking him up.

‘This smell…’

He slowly grabbed Roseanne's head and pulled her towards him.

"You… Where did this come from?"

When she saw Kiehl's eyes, which had seemed young for a moment, change horribly, Roseanne was terrified.

“Myu said it’s a perfume…’

At that, he pushed her face to the side and stood up.

It was close enough to know for sure that it was obviously the smell of Iwer’s blood, which he had smelled many times.

"Myu!"

When Kiehl opened the door of the tent, Myu, who had been waiting for a while, was startled and looked up at him.

"….?"

“That perfume or something, where did you get it?”

Rosanne, with a blushing face, walked slowly behind Kiehl.

As Rosanne got closer to Myu, Myu knew that this potion was not wrong because her mood became hazy, and Rosanne looked more beautiful. It was an emotion she had never had, but she felt it springing up.

However, she couldn't figure out why Kiehl was fine.

"You should wash up.

"What? Yes…”

Embarrassed, Rosanne hurried her steps and left them.

"Where did you buy that?"

"In the village we went to earlier…”

"Where in the village. Who sold it?"

As soon as Kiehl heard Myu's reply, he lowered his eyes and exhaled a short breath.

Although hope was always shattered into pieces, the many pieces aroused hope again…

***

Going back in time a little, the day Bella returned to the Demon Realm. Jenkins was contemplating, unable to take his eyes off Bella as she disappeared.

"Oh, my… Sir Zanbar went, too. Jen, shall we go?"

Iwer covered her mouth with her hand, hiding a winner's smile.

“It’s the same with Iwer and me. We won’t be able to approach the Young Master, anyway. Let's go back together."

“I can’t because I have a request from the Miss.”

“It’s not even what the Miss asked for!”

Iwer rolled her eyes and thought of a way to win this bet.

First, she needed to get rid of the Jenkins in front of her.

"Why don't Jen find a wizard who could summon the Princess?"

“….”

“As Jen said, if you want to invade the human world, you have to be able to summon her, right? Become Jen that is loved by the Princess."

However, Jenkins lowered his head and sighed.

"—already…”

"Yes?"

“I’ve been looking for a wizard who can summon Sir Zanbar for two hundred years.”

At his words, Iwer covered her mouth with her hand, pretending to be surprised. She pretended not to know.

"Two hundred years…?"

“….”

"I didn't know, though Jen… did you really love Sir Zanbar?"

Even though a demon born within two hundred years would not know it, maybe, a year-old demon who was born before that might know.

"Although Jen… When the Princess is summoned, of course, Sir Zanbar will follow her again, right?"

“Now that she’s an adult, you have to use other summoning circles and you need a lot more magical power than that. It will be difficult to maintain the summoning circle in the first place.”

"Hmm."

“So, there’s no point in looking for a wizard.”

Iwer pondered slowly.

‘After all, it must be difficult for our Young Master to live in the Demon Realm.'

It was a difficult place for even Jenkins, a half-demon, to live for a long time. First of all, the food culture was different, obviously.

‘If it was the Young Master, wouldn't it be okay if he lived in the Demon Realm…?’

If it was Kiehl that Iwer watched, it seemed like he might be able to. A dream demon’s sense wasn't wrong. At least, it was apparent that there would be more stories to talk about than the ‘Jen-Zan’ scandal.

…A love story.

It was this emotion itself that the dream demons were delighted with.

A low-level dream demon put more emphasis on physical love. The more advanced they were, the more intense and deadly emotions they felt, the more intense and thrilling it would be. And so, it hey could be used to gain strength.

Still, it was rarer because it didn’t happen very often in the Demon Realm, so many dream demons used to infiltrate and spy on people's dreams.

‘I should make the two of them meet…’

The problem was how to meet Kiehl…

To enter through the dream, Kiehl had to be right in front of her. If not, dreaming was like fishing—she might catch just anything.

‘If it’s the Young Master, I think he can melt even the Demon King with ease.'

After all, seeing how much Iwer's blood worked for General Zanbar, it seemed that there was nothing that really worked other than Kiehl's sincerity. Meanwhile, Jenkins was worried about Iwer, who grinned like an unbridled bastard.

"Then, let's go back. Don't be silly for nothing."

"If you're going to go back, go back, Jen. I'll win the bet."

Jenkins sighed heavily. He never thought that he would risk his life like this for a bet.

“Why would you risk your life for such a bet?”

“I didn’t risk my life.”

"Ha… A real demon."

Iwer raised her eyebrows and moved closer to Jenkins.

"Just… it's a wish that will delight a dream demon."

At that, Jenkins frowned as he leaned over to avoid the increasingly approaching Iwer.

“…What? Are you even coveting my body?”

“Pfftt— It’s not like that,” Iwer then whispered into his ear. Because of that, Jenkins's face grew bluer, pushing Iwer away.

"…Crazy. Are you really crazy?"

"Well, I have to go crazy, right? If I want to see the best Jen-Zan scandal in the underworld."

Jenkins was furious as he wiped his red cheeks with both hands.

"There's nothing we can do, anyway!"

Iwer made a face that said it wasn't the same.

"That's why you're still like this."

***

“Rio, Rinne. I have something to investigate.”

Kiehl had to return to the Imperial Palace, so he summoned the twins for the job. Judging from Bella's book, he had to bring the Heart of the Demon King from the Demon Realm. Therefore, he had to establish himself in the imperial palace even more.

‘I have no divine power…’

If he really went to the Demon Realm, he might die.

"Track back the potion that Myu bought and everything like similar potions."

If they tracked backward, Iwer would definitely come out.

She was the only person who noticed Kiehl's heart. Neither Jenkins nor Zanbar had a reconciliation between the two of them in two hundred years, and they could not help. And, the Pur he trusted ran away two years ago.

‘…Iwer will help.’

Suddenly, Myu crawled and raised her hand.

"Hey, I'll help, too.

"Why?"

“We didn’t know it was a potion. We thought it was just perfume…”

As she said that, Rosanne's face turned red, while Myu made an embarrassing excuse. Kiehl frowned at her, but he didn't dare deny it.

"Then, please."

He didn't like Rosanne to appear in the novel, so he erased everything black. Though fortunately, she did not cross the line that Kiehl thought.

Even though she pretended to be a commoner, she was the daughter of Count Psilia, so truthfully, she didn't really have to pretend. Despite the fact that Myu was pretending that they didn’t know each other, he remembered a long time ago when he handed her a loaf of bread in Illinois.

— "Kiehl, friends are really precious people in life. That friend will be of great help to Kiehl in the future."

It helped that she gave clues about the potion, but he wasn't quite sure what kind of help Bella was talking about.

He didn't hesitate to seek their help, as he could never have imagined that it would simply be a help in reconnecting love with Rosanne. Because the Empire was quite large, it would take a long time.

***

"Come again!"

Jenkins sighed as he saw Iwer smiling brightly and waving to the leaving guest.

“Are we just going back to the Demon Realm? I don't have anything to send her."

After Bella left as an adult, the two had been moving from place to place for several years, and since last year, they had been selling magic items in a tent near the Imperial Capital.

"Does Jen want to go back? I'll make you an entrance to the Demon Realm."

Jenkins thought Iwer was going to go find Kiehl right away after he was gone.

"Anyway, this bet is up to the Miss, regardless of the Young Master."

"Who says what? I'm here because of the clothes I'm going to send her?"

It was such an obvious lie.

It was because she had already sent it in bulk about a few months ago. In addition, since Bella said, ‘I don't want to wear it, so don’t send it,’ she hadn’t sent it since. On the other hand, he did not inform Iwer that Kiehl was Crown Prince.

So, they were holding each other's cards and not letting it slide.

"Don't you just want to turn around and see Sir Zanbar?"

Though It was a bet to try to keep that mouth shut, Jenkins only bit his lip with his face burning.

"Where the hell did the rumor spread?"

"Well. If it was the demons two hundred years ago, would they all know that?"

“….”

"That's what I regret the most, so I should have seen you fall in love with each other then!"

"Please, stop it."

"It's okay, though. I've seen Sir Zanbar’s passion when he found out that Jen is Sir Lucit’s son."

Jenkins was angry as he swept all the magic items in front of Iwer to the floor.

"Please, stop it!"

Suddenly, someone entered the tent and their conversation stopped.

"Welcome!"

Normally, when a visiting customer came, they ran out and coaxed guests to buy useless magic pills, but this time, they didn’t. Instead, Jenkins turned around, wanting to avoid this position, and then hardened like a stone on the spot.

"Is Iwer and Zen here?"

They could tell at once, who was this beautiful young man with platinum blonde hair and amber eyes like the sun?

Entering the tent, Kiehl still had some of the youthful face of his childhood, but the atmosphere was very different from the last time he saw him.

“…Iwer. We shouldn't be approaching, right?"

At Jenkins' words, Kiehl recalled Pur's escape a long time ago.

‘Why the hell are you avoiding me so much?

He expected that much on the tough Jenkins, though he was confident that the soft Iwer would talk to him. Thinking that, he cleared his throat and picked up the dropped vial.

"Iwer?"

"How long have I waited for this moment…!"

It was a time when the excuses, which Bella hated so much, worked.

“She told us not to approach, though she didn’t tell us to stop if he was approaching!”

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