Transmigration: Forced to Be a Fake

35 - handsome criminal

"Meridians."

A thick coat landed on his shoulder, followed by the hot steam from Raphael's breathing which was clearly visible due to the cold air.

"What are you doing?"

"Obspect only. This is my first time on the battlefield."

"You scared?"

After long knowing him, Meridian knew Raphael liked to be secretly weak when he knew everything.

He also did the same as Herdian, casting thin magic around the Meridians to observe his manic condition where he knew whether he was lying, agitated, afraid, angry or happy.

"Not really." Meridian can't pretend to be her weak sister. "I was just thinking if I'd seen magic. I mean, in their army there's also a great witch, right?"

".... I don't know. His Majesty asked me to come investigate."

So there's. "Sister, is the existence of a dungeon really that valuable? I mean, what's interesting about dungeons?"

Raphael was silent for a moment.

Before he smiled, rubbed the peak of the Meridian head. "Actually, the existence of a dungeon in a country shows how much potential the country is attacked by monsters. But, in addition, the existence of dungeons also signifies how great the quality of witches in the country. Our Empire is among the ones with the most dungeons, which means the quality of magicians in the Empire is superior to other small countries. There is often jealousy and greed. Other countries are unhappy with the glory of our Empire, and assume that too great a power will bring disaster."

Uwwah, boring.

But that pattern is done in all of life, anyway. That's what happens in the real world, too. The difference is, they are fighting more for natural resources.

"What's just for magic?"

"In addition to getting a lot of mana stones and making monsters as a certain product, the country that controlled the dungeon could reap great benefits from adventurers."

"so." Meridian now understood the price of a dungeon was indeed like a natural resource in the real world. The question was, what was their strategy of seizing this dungeon?

Don't tell me they're just fighting for power?

...*...

It turns out to be a power struggle.

Heh.

Meridian let out a long sigh, already too tired to comment.

Never mind. If a meteor falls from the sky and turns into a cogan is up to you.

What is the meaning of logic in the world that Laila made.

Don't care.

"Are you awake, Miss?"

Meridian sighed before he gazed towards the pitch-black, pitch-black-haired man who was now sitting on the reot wooden chair while showing off his sharp but bulky blade.

Who her?

He's kidnapper.

How did he kidnap?

With the gravitational force of the earth.

Worn clothes. Her hair looks rough. His hands also did not look washed for days. But his face was handsome, with no pimples or pores.

He is also a novelist.

Hadheh.

Whatisthis? He's another antagonist who endangers the main character so that the male lead can act and look cool?

But Andaru is not here. Or maybe the action is Herdian considering he is the second main character?

Meridian breathed out again. Desperation is actually so dregs the way of life of the Meridian.

He's annoying, but he's sorry too. Living in a world without logic.

Whahuh?

Meridian must tell me how he was kidnapped?

Alright, alright.

So, a long time ago, exactly a few tens of thousands of seconds ago, Meridians were relaxing in tents. Herdian and Raphael were having a discussion in the main tent, because the envoy from the neighboring country will arrive around tomorrow.—which is today.

Then, even the bored Meridians wanted to sit under the snow. Her hot body was more than snow, so Meridian could even sleep with a thin cloth under the snow.

Then suddenly, out of nowhere, an explosion surrounded the Meridian.

John was blown away so far that the Meridians were afraid he might die. But before he could be sure, Meridians felt his body being tied up.

As he watched Lucas shout, Meridian was unconscious.

And tada!

Here she goes.

Meridian is not afraid. This guy is handsome, so it must be Laila's delusion again. Want him to be a petty criminal whatever can mutilate people, he will not hurt the female lead.

Maybe he'll fall in love.

His head just throbbed in pain.

"You're ignoring me? Dare to." too."

Meridian evaporating. "I'm sorry, Mr. Criminals. But can I just get my horn? My body's hot without it."

"You mean this?" He took out a pitch-black mana that flew out the Meridian hornbill. "Give me a reason why I should give it to my captives."

"Because I want to?" Meridians make plain faces. "Can't you, Mr Villain?"

She laughs.

Basic cliche.

There's the cliche, here's the cliche. Everywhere the eyes of Meridians ache seeing cliches.

"I'll give it to you if you answer my question, Miss."

"Not."

".... You're really not scared." He shifted his seat closer to the Meridian. "What's your name?"

"You kidnapped me without knowing my name?"

"I kidnapped according to my instinct."

"Well, your instincts must be great." Meridian was really impressed. "But speaking of that, it's a bitch. I don't want to be called a burden by the troops. Hey, can you call them?"

"You fool?"

"Who knows." Meridian shrugged indifferently. "Or at least let them know I'm okay. I really don't want to be a burden."

The villain laughed sweetly. "I kidnapped you to make them feel burdened. Why should I do it?"

"Sad."

"Curried?"

"My name is Meridian." Meridian answered lazily. "Meridian La-El—inty Meridian. I'm the Marquis' daughter. The wizard's sister Raphael." Whose full name is Raphael, huh?

"You should praise me." He laughed again. "Princess Marquis. I can't believe your eyes aren't sapphire. You're so brave, Miss."

"I just don't like to act stupid. Then, can I suck that shell now? My body's hot."

The air here was still cold, meaning they might be in a dungeon. But because it was not snowy, the Meridian was still hot.

"All right." He actually handed over his shell.

Not only that, he released the bonds in Meridians' bodies except for the bonds in his legs.

"I never knew if the Marquis' daughter could use magic."

"I just found out too." Meridian breathing relief. "My magic just got up a while ago."

"really? With your man amount?"

"You seen him?"

"My abilities."

"Capability?"

The handsome man watched her after goal. It was so long that the meridians became confused and disturbed.

"You humans are easy to read for the devil nation."

".... You're demons?"

"Miss surprised?"

My brother the devil, is what he almost said. But Meridian remembers that it's a secret. "You're definitely not close to many women."

"What does that mean?"

"Women have bold tendencies even though they are physically weak."

Lying, anyway. Meridian just spoke.

"So so. I learned from you."

He's the kind of villain that women don't like so much, is he? Meridian prefers villains who have many women.

The plain-polos love snot only.

Besides where there are the virtuous criminals. He can kill time can't be a playboy. Cemen.

"But I know one cannot have as much magic power as you, Miss."

"I'm an apostate." The meridians sucked in cold air again. "I was disappointed in the God who ignored my prayers, so I apostatized. I'm not going to the temple again in my entire life."

The crooks chuckled. "It looks like I've kidnapped someone more interesting than I thought."

"sure." Meridians were silently watching him. "Then? What will you do after this? Taking me hostage so this dungeon can be controlled?"

"Why should I tell Sandra?"

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