Miss Liz also noticed Letia’s ever-changing expression and asked in confusion.
“What’s wrong with you?”
“I’m so overwhelmed with grief right now, I almost want to laugh.”
Only compassion remained on Letia’s face, and she didn’t understand.
Just what on earth is going on?
According to the script, Miss Liz definitely wouldn’t die on the twenty-fifth floor.
But then why was she still fated to die in that place?
Could it be that, in the eyes of the script, she was an out-and-out Villain?
Was she just destined to die in the dungeon?
Letia recalled her own actions.
Hadn’t she only teased Red every now and then?
Hadn’t she only casually swiped his money now and again?
And perhaps sabotaged any possible romance between him and the other heroines from the original story…
Uh…
Okay, maybe she was a little bad.
But she really had been working hard to restrain herself!
Otherwise, she would’ve shoved her foot into Red’s mouth ages ago!
After venting in her heart, Letia silently turned her gaze back to the script.
Trying to extract more useful information from it.
After all, the script really had undergone a Script Rewrite.
In the scene, Miss Liz indeed left the dungeon alive, but her soul seemed to have been utterly hollowed out.
Because of the deaths of herself and the others, she fell into an endless abyss of self-blame, becoming a Dead Soul—her spirit world shattered, wandering the world day after day as nothing but an empty shell called “Regret.”
Until the whole scene was swallowed by darkness.
Letia:
“……”
She smacked her lips, for a moment at a loss for words.
Tsk~
Honestly, living like that really did seem worse than just dying quickly down there at the time.
Emmm…
Still, Letia had to admit that this “worse than death” ending really hit the core spot of traditional quit-the-team power fantasy novels.
But!
Can’t she just live for once?!
Letia knew she was one of the original Villains, destined for Reversal Slap scenes.
But… what was the point?
Letia had a clear grasp of her own role—just a standard Supporting Tool Villain in the original, there to stir up minor trouble for the protagonist and then wait to be humiliated with a Reversal Slap.
Showing off only to be slapped?
She felt absolutely nothing inside, even wanted to munch on some sunflower seeds.
Even if Red really ended up together with the main heroine, Lit, she could just sit back, sip tea, watch the show, and clap in delight.
She’d even give Red a nudge on the backside if it helped.
Get all bent out of shape over a Reversal Slap?
Heh~
Letia sneered inwardly.
The words “bent out of shape” simply didn’t exist in her salted-fish dictionary.
Unless she herself became the joke.
But could that ever happen?
Absolutely impossible.
Yet now, staring at the version of herself that died miserably in the script, Letia felt a suffocating gloom in her chest.
Red hadn’t gotten to her, but this damned script almost made her pass out.
She’d worked so hard all this time… only to create a Miss Liz.
Damn it!
After she reined in her anger and frustration, Letia couldn’t help but sigh.
“Since you’ve calmed down, Miss Liz, I guess there’s nothing more for me to do here. I’ll head out for a bit.”
Letia still wore that couldn’t-care-less air, as usual, living each day just for a bit of amusement.
“Wait.”
At that moment, Miss Liz called out to Letia.
“What is it?”
“Where are you going?”
“Out for some air. If I have time, maybe I’ll drop by the Succubus Shop.”
“I’ll go too.”
“…Huh?”
Letia never imagined things would turn out like this.
She looked at the female knight beside her, her gaze already as dead as could be.
“Say, Miss Liz, weren’t you completely uninterested in that sort of place? You even kind of hated it, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” Miss Liz didn’t deny it, nodding as she spoke, “But nonstop training gets tiring. I want to unwind a little too.”
“You’re thinking of picking a succubus as well?”
“……”
Miss Liz fell silent for a long, long time.
“All right, all right,” Letia quickly interjected, seeing her reaction, “Let’s just go drink instead. Wouldn’t want to corrupt our esteemed Miss Liz.”
In truth, Letia had never gone either.
She was always just talking big.
Just like those friends in a penguin group chat—acting all experienced, but in reality never even held a girl’s hand.
The two entered the Riverside Tavern.
It was as lively as ever, with countless adventurers gathering here.
Letia and Miss Liz found a seat and sat down, even though Letia deliberately picked a spot that wasn’t very conspicuous.
But even so, they still drew a lot of attention.
Still, Miss Liz and Letia paid no mind to the stares.
Besides, most adventurers here had some manners—at least, they wouldn’t do anything filthy in a place like this.
“A glass of draft beer, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of skewers.”
After ordering, Letia slumped into her chair.
“Miss Liz, anything you want?”
“I’ll just have beer… But Letia, can you even drink?”
“I can.”
Letia nodded.
The time she’d gotten drunk in front of Red wasn’t because she had a low tolerance.
It was because Otto, that jerk, had given her liquor that was over fifty percent alcohol.
If it was just regular draft beer, there’d be no problem.
The two sat facing each other, and after a brief silence, Letia spoke up bluntly.
“So, Miss Liz, did you want something from me?”
“……”
Miss Liz fell silent in the face of Letia’s question.
She really did have something she wanted to talk to Letia about, but when it came to actually saying it, she just couldn’t get the words out.
Seeing this, Letia sighed helplessly.
Having lived two lives, her perception was much sharper than the average person’s—how could she not see through Miss Liz’s little scheme?
“It’s about Red, isn’t it?”
“……”
Miss Liz finally nodded, but she still kept silent, not saying a single word.
“Sigh…”
Letia took a sip of draft beer and spoke with the air of someone who’d been through it all, “Now that you’ve calmed down, you’ve probably realized you actually do have a bit of a thing for Red, don’t you?”
“No way!”
Miss Liz was so startled she slapped the table and stood up on the spot.
But with everyone’s eyes on her, she sat back down quietly.
“I… don’t.”
“Playing hard to get is out of style, kid.”
No wonder, in the original plot, Miss Liz was so thoroughly overshadowed by Lit.
Acting tsundere really couldn’t keep up with the times anymore.
When you’re still hesitating, others might already be stacking up the wins.
Truly the fate of the destined loser.
“If you ask me…”
Letia tossed a couple of peanuts into her mouth, “You really ought to learn from me. Whatever it is, you’re better off just saying it straight out.”
“I’m going to the restroom.”
In the end, Miss Liz chose to run away.
She stood up, planning to go to the washroom and splash some water on her face.
But after only a few steps, she heard a familiar voice.
Turning her head, she saw Red sitting across from a somewhat frivolous-looking man.
She knew who he was—one of Red’s friends, Toth.
“I’m telling you, Red, you totally brought this on yourself.”
“Lit’s been nothing but straightforward with you, showing her feelings so clearly, and you still feel nothing?”
Red let out a sigh.
“There’s no way I don’t feel anything, obviously.”
“……”
Hearing this, Miss Liz stayed silent for a while, then quietly made her way back to Letia’s side.
“What’s wrong?”
“I want to ask, Letia, how are you so straightforward in your daily life?”
“Well…”
At that moment, Letia also noticed Red and Toth drinking not far away.
After thinking for a moment, she walked over.
Red was taken aback when he saw Letia—especially that impossibly heavy gaze of hers.
For a moment, he had no idea what the priest was up to.
“I say, Red, I have a question for you.”
“What is it?”
Red’s internal alarm bells rang.
Letia pulled over a stool, stood up on it, and placed her hand on Red’s shoulder.
She slowly opened her eyes, took a deep breath.
“Wanna sleep with me?”
“Pff!!”