I, the Villain, Want to Save Myself, But the Yandere Heroines Disagree
Chapter 39 - Crocodile Tears

Hearing Olivia say this suddenly, Orson was startled.

Was she talking about himself and Celineina?

“Olivia, are you saying... between me and Celineina?”

“Since you know, don’t hide it,” Olivia spoke unexpectedly with a hint of firmness, no longer catering to Orson’s wishes everywhere as she usually did.

Orson was silent.

The two looked at each other for a long time. Finally, Olivia sighed.

“Let me put it another way, Orson.”

“Do you know that Celineina likes you?”

“...Yes,” Orson nodded. “Because I helped her before, she has some favorable feelings for me...”

Olivia heard this answer, which matched her expectations.

Then she asked, “What about you, Orson? You know Celineina likes you, so how do you feel about Celineina?”

Orson was silent again.

Olivia sighed, then buried her head in Orson’s chest.

Feeling Orson’s heartbeat gradually quicken, Olivia fiercely reached out her hand to Orson’s waist and pinched it hard.

“Hiss...” Orson sucked in a breath of cold air.

“It’s my problem that I can’t control men. Perhaps I’m not good enough,” Olivia’s tone carried a hint of self-blame, but it also softened the meaning for Orson.

Some things shouldn’t be stated too explicitly, otherwise, it would only damage the relationship between the two people.

Just having an unspoken understanding was enough.

What’s more, it was understandable that such an excellent man like Orson would be targeted by other little vixen.

Besides, Celineina was not just a little vixen. She was very capable and helped Orson considerably.

Perhaps Orson also felt indebted to her.

But having said that, who could bear to see their man captivated by another woman?

“From now on, please guide me, my fiancé, Orson~” Olivia said this, murmuring in Orson’s ear.

Olivia particularly emphasized the words “fiancé.”

“Mm, please... guide me,” Orson said this, nodding.

“Also, I’m sorry...”

“Can you only say ‘I’m sorry’?” Olivia’s anger, which had just subsided, flared up a little again at this moment.

Then, she felt herself being embraced by Orson.

Subsequently, Orson kissed her.

Her eyes widened. She looked at Orson before her in disbelief.

She had never expected Orson to be so proactive.

Her eyes also became hazy at this moment.

Just then, the door of the room was suddenly opened.

“Sister, that trading company you told me about, they don’t have your item?”

Lianca stood at the entrance of the room, looking at Olivia with a puzzled expression.

And almost instantly, Orson and Olivia both returned to their original positions. Besides being a little closer than before, they were exactly as they were when Lianca had left the room.

“Cough, cough, well, then it must be that I remembered incorrectly,” Olivia said this, sighing.

“Um, I have something to do. I’ll go back first...” Just at this moment, Orson also stood up. His eyes carried a hint of apology.

“Mm,” Olivia nodded with a blush.

She didn’t want Orson to think she was a petty woman, but she also didn’t want to lose out like this.

Orson’s behavior just now had barely managed to fill some of her inner dissatisfaction.

Lianca looked at Orson curiously. It wasn’t until he left the room that she turned her gaze back to Olivia.

“Sister, is Orson unwell?”

“Eh? Lianca, why would you say that?”

“When I saw Orson leave just now, he seemed to be bent over...”

“...” Olivia’s face turned even redder upon hearing Lianca’s words.

She didn’t know if Lianca was doing it intentionally, but Olivia was even less willing to answer this question.

...

After walking out into the corridor and getting some fresh air, completely calmed down, Orson returned to his room downstairs.

It was around dinner time. The person delivering the meals had changed from the original chef to the receptionist, a young elf lady.

“Um, Young Master Orson, could I trouble you to... cough, cough, just, sign something?” Standing at the entrance, after delivering the meal, the young elf lady spoke to Orson shyly.

“But I remember I’ve already signed both of your ears...”

Looking at the extremely enthusiastic fan before him, Orson helplessly took the pen from her hand.

“So now I can only sign in a more important place...” Saying this, the young elf lady lifted her skirt again.

“Didn’t I say you can’t do that there?” Orson quickly stopped her action.

“Eh? How can you say that...” The young elf lady said in a deflated tone.

She had originally thought that after collecting two signatures, Young Master Orson would sign her thigh. Now it seemed she would need to work even harder.

Orson took the pen, thought for a moment, and signed his name on the bow of the young elf lady’s collar.

“I don’t really understand this act of signing...” Orson said this, sighing.

“I apologize for disturbing you, Young Master Orson, but for fans like us who have always supported you, your signature is the motivation for us to move forward!” The young elf lady said this, bowed to Orson thankfully, then turned around and left to deliver the remaining meals.

“Sigh,” Orson turned and entered the room, shaking his head.

He felt that he had no value to be admired, or rather, he felt that he was not worthy of being admired.

A war criminal who committed genocide, a scumbag who cheated on two women, a scoundrel who used his family... If all these things were exposed, he would surely become infamous, right?

“Orson, is it that elf lady again?” Litte asked, seeing Orson with a troubled expression.

“Mm. As a fan, she is a little too enthusiastic,” Saying this, he sighed.

“Many people admire big brother, right?”

“Mm,” Orson nodded. “Yes, many people admire me, but to be honest, I don’t know what it is they like about me.”

After finishing dinner, Orson had Litte look after Laina, and he went out to handle some business again.

This time, the location for the business was in a restaurant on a street closest to the Imperial Palace.

In the private room, Orson looked at Elsa sitting opposite him.

“Orson, regarding the matters you told me about, I have done as you suggested,” Elsa said this, taking out a piece of paper and handing it to Orson.

“Above are all the powers involved. I have already told you before that the nobles are intricately connected. They rise and fall together. If we decide to take action against these people, the backlash will be unprecedented, and could even trigger a civil war within the Empire.”

“Then, Your Highness Elsa, do you think the Empire will be better off if we just let them go?”

“I don’t know,” Elsa shook her head.

“Your Highness, do you still think that as long as you do nothing, you won’t make a mistake?” Orson said this, as if he could see through Elsa’s thoughts.

“The tree wants to be still, but the wind doesn’t cease. Your Highness, there are some things that if you don’t do, the overall environment will force you to do them. Do you want the political environment of the Empire to remain this calm?”

“Your Highness, don’t forget, you are currently in a disadvantageous position in the succession struggle. If no major changes occur in the Empire, more nobles will choose to support His Highness Arthas rather than you. If you want to gain an advantage, you must seize this opportunity to stir up the Empire. Only by acting under the banner of anti-corruption and taking the opportunity to suppress the faction of nobles originally belonging to His Highness Arthas can you rise.”

“Act, Your Highness Elsa. Constantly seeking to maintain the status quo is not what a ruler should do. What you should do is play the role of the progressive and reformist faction, set a good example, and supporters will naturally flock to you.”

“I understand,” Hearing Orson say this, Elsa nodded, and a hint of determination also appeared in her eyes.

“Orson, thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Your Highness. After all, we are on the same side.”

“By the way, speaking of which, I have one more thing I want to ask Your Highness the Princess,” Orson suddenly remembered something.

“Your Highness, you trust me so much, aren’t you afraid I might turn against you midway and join His Highness Arthas’s faction?”

“If you were that kind of person, Orson, you wouldn’t have given up the right to inherit the Antica Duchy, would you?” Elsa heard Orson say this and smiled.

“Orson, what you value is something more important, and that is something Prince Arthas cannot give you, is it?”

Hearing Elsa’s words, Orson naturally knew what she meant. He nodded.

“Perhaps.”

“In any case, it’s been a pleasure working with you.”

“Mm, pleasure working with you.”

The next day, in the morning, the Imperial Court held a large-scale verdict. The nobles who had committed war crimes in the Antica Duchy were sentenced to death or exile, depending on the degree of their corruption.

In the jury composed of members of the Imperial Family, Arthas sat beside Elsa.

“Elsa, is this the decision you’ve made?” He frowned. “Executing so many nobles at once, even if they are truly guilty, is a little too radical, isn’t it?”

The reason Arthas questioned this was due to his conservative nature.

In his opinion, the reason the Empire had its current glory, and the Imperial Family had flourished for so long, was due to the contributions of these nobles.

Even if Elsa was his competitor, she still represented the Imperial Family.

Changing the Imperial Family’s tradition of respecting nobles and issuing such severe sentences in court this time would clearly damage the relationship between the Imperial Family and the nobles.

It would make other nobles think: you are treating them like this this time, are you going to fabricate charges against us next time?

However, by doing this, Elsa had completely jeopardized her political career.

Arthas’s expressed concern was entirely crocodile tears.

As long as he rehabilitated those nobles after he ascended to power and shifted all the blame onto Elsa, the relationship between the Imperial Family and the nobles would be restored.

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