Team villains except me

"Who is that Norvia Laili? What else has she done for you besides helping you leave me? I feel disgusted every time I see her..."

"Yosha!"

Hitti called out Joshua's name in a low voice.

Joshua paused and stared coldly at Hitti.

"You won't even let me say anything? You really protect her. How come I've never seen you say anything nice to me? Hitty, you're an ungrateful person."

Hitti touched the gem bracelet on her wrist. She had become somewhat immune to what Josha said, so she wasn't very sad. But she was still a little sad.

"Sister. If you care about me, why do you hurt me like this?"

Hitti lowered her eyes. She felt that Josha loved her, but Josha scolded her, embarrassed her, and made her lose her dignity.

Joshua sneered.

"Care about you? Who said that?"

"You still came on my birthday."

"The Daruk family is spread all over the western continent. As the Holy Maiden of the Beast God, I have to make sure I don't make enemies with the Daruk family. If they hadn't adopted you, I wouldn't have gone. Who cares if you celebrate your birthday or not."

"But you gave me this bracelet..."

"The people below prepared it."

Hitti was speechless due to Josha's rejection and she was somewhat angry.

"So you're not a good sister!"

Josha's cold expression collapsed for a moment because of these words, and she pushed Hitti hard.

"I'm not a good sister?! Then who is? The mermaid sitting inside? Does she care about you? Do you think she cares about anyone other than her teammates? Will she appreciate your kindness?

You have grown up in vain, Xidi. I was the one who led you to bully those people who bullied you, I was the one who bought you the candy you liked, I was the one who covered you with the quilt that you kicked off at night, I picked out your first new schoolbag myself even though my hand was broken, and even the kindness your parents showed you was something I asked them to do after I became a saint!

What do you know? What else do you know besides causing trouble for me? With your parents being so stubborn, do you really think they care about you or me? Do you think I was loved by them? I fought tooth and nail to get the status of a saint during the day, and at night I had to light that smelly and dim coal lamp to write letters to those two old men. I asked them to give you food, and I had to threaten them to be nice to you, otherwise I would not let Campbell develop even if I became a saint.

Do you think you have lived to this day because you have suffered for it? Do you think they hugged you for free? You are dreaming. Every time you were hugged or given any kind of care, those two old men would remember it clearly and then come to me to ask for money and benefits.

How the hell am I supposed to love you! What are you dissatisfied with? Haven't I done enough?

My first mission as a saint is to kill you, because I can't leave any hidden dangers. You don't know how many compromises I have made to let you live so quietly, why do you care! "

Hitti still felt the pain of being pushed away. But Josha's words continued to irritate her nerves. She took off the birthday gift Josha gave her and threw it to the ground.

"Then let me die! You kept me here because you couldn't hear the oracle clearly and you needed me. I could have been a saint, right?"

Josiah looked at the jewel bracelet thrown on the ground, her hands moved, then she raised her head with a look of contempt.

"Who do you think you are? You're angry with me. You want to be a saint? Don't be ridiculous. You can be a piece of shit. I'm still maintaining your ridiculous self-esteem and sense of justice, but you can have that kind of thing. How can you be a saint?

Will you compromise? Can you accept turning a blind eye to some evils and cooperating with them? Do you think being a saint is an honor? Do you think I can do whatever I want?

You can't be a saint at all. You will be eliminated during the screening. Do you think that among all the orcs, only you and I can hear the oracle of the Beast God clearly? How is it possible? There are many orcs who can hear it. We were collected and tested in many ways. In the end, they want the most obedient and easy to control orcs who believe in the Beast God and can flexibly understand the oracle. Do you think you can pass? Do you think that after you take the test, your memory will not be wiped and you will be thrown back to Campbell as a fool?

Do you think that when those people come to select the saints, every family will be sent out with joy like you and me? There are still many orcs who can hear the oracle. Their families know the consequences of failure in the selection and choose not to hand them over. Then when they grow up, they use special means to cut off the connection between them and the beast god.

Saint? Hitti, you want to be a saint? Here you go. Kill me and you can be one. Why don't you just die? You have caused me so much trouble over the years, and you are still here with a smug face telling me that I am not a good sister. What right do you have to say that? "

As Joshua spoke the last part, his eyes became particularly gloomy.

Hitti didn't know this before. She didn't know that Yosha had to bear so much... All the orcs around her were talking about how glorious and lucky it was to be a saint. She didn't know there were other orcs who could hear the oracle, and she didn't know that this was also a torture for Yosha.

She didn't know that her parents' love for her was fake, and it was Joshua who paid for the performance.

Josha always scolded her. In Josha's eyes, she seemed to be good for nothing, a complete waste. Josha never talked much to her. Josha always ordered her, threatened her, disciplined her, and sometimes beat her.

It was hard for her to determine whether Josha loved her. Josha was really good to her, but he also kept hurting her. If, if Josha could say he loved her, if Josha always treated her well, then she would be willing to be Josha's shadow, she would be willing to stay in Campbell for the rest of her life and not cause any trouble for Josha, she would be willing to die for Josha.

But Joshua asked her to speak louder, to stop being so timid, to fight back, and to leave.

She loved Joshua, that was for sure. But she also hated Joshua. Her morality prevented her from hating him, and Joshua's attitude made her afraid to love him. She thought Joshua was corrupted by power and became what he is now, but if Joshua was not corrupted by power -

"...Sister, do you love me?"

Hitti asked this question carefully. She closed her eyes, but her tears fell silently and quickly from the corners of her eyes, for fear of being seen by Josha.

Joshua looked at her with impatience.

"No. It's only possible if you die."

"it is good."

At an angle where Nolvia couldn't see, Hitti took out a piece of gooseberry candy and ate it quickly.

Josiah tried to stop them, but when she saw the shape of the gooseberry candy, she crossed her arms and watched coldly, neither stopping them nor calling for help.

Hitti thought Joshua really didn't care. She cried sadly, but the sweetness of the candy she had crushed in her mouth made her feel warm.

So why? Why did she do such contradictory things? She didn't understand why Josha was like this. She was obviously a good sister and she supported Josha. Even though Josha was tough, hypocritical, and vicious, even though she knew Josha had many shortcomings, she still loved Josha.

If she died, would Joshua feel so regretful that he would cry? Would Joshua hug her cold body and frantically beg her not to die, would he apologize to her?

She had dreamed of punishing Josha's inconsistency and indifference with her own death since she was a child. In her dream, at the moment of her death, she saw Josha's tears and felt only pleasure.

This pleasure soon turned into regret, because she felt guilty seeing Josha so sad.

Aren't they twin sisters? They should have been the closest to each other in the world, but in the end it turned out like this.

Hitti didn't understand. She could only love Yosha carefully, hoping that one day Yosha would be able to speak properly and say that he loved her.

The expected pain did not flow into her chest.

Hitti opened her eyes and saw Josha's cold eyes.

Joshua's expression was calm.

"You only asked your teammate, the appraiser, to test a piece of candy, right? You don't like square candies, so you would definitely take that piece of candy to your teammate for appraisal. The whole jar of candy is full of round candies, only that square piece is poisonous."

"The piece I ate was square. I didn't like the shape, so I ground it into a round shape."

The moment Hitti finished speaking, she successfully saw Josha's face change suddenly.

Joshua even turned back to his original form and rolled her up, telling her not to move to prevent her blood from speeding up and the toxin from spreading.

Joshua kept scolding her. The scolding was particularly harsh, and she was so exhausted from shouting.

"... You are such a stubborn person. Who told you to eat it? You could find out a piece of it. Are you sick? If you don't want to live, just die early. What do you think will happen to me if you die? You are dreaming! You can only die in my hands. Let's see if I will beat you to death if you are rescued-"

Josha arrived at the magic circle quickly. She changed back to human form, took out the communicator and quickly found the doctor she trusted the most. When she was about to issue an order, Hitti held her hand.

Hitti's voice was soft.

"I threw that square piece of candy away. I just lied to you."

Josiah stopped moving suddenly. She turned to look at Hitti with an extremely cold look, but she saw Hitti's pale face.

Hitti's voice was low.

"...Sister, please stop scolding me. Why don't you always talk to me nicely? I never know what you are thinking. I don't know if the words you scolded me were true, I thought you didn't care about me. You make me confused, I want the old sister back."

Hitti grabbed Joshua's shirt hem, her face showing obvious tension.

Josha cursed harshly, then shook off Hitti's hand that was grabbing her clothes.

"You are just looking for trouble. You don't have so many grievances. You are dying, what on earth are you missing?"

Josiah held her waist and looked down at Xiti. Her breathing was still fluctuating, but when she looked at Xiti, who lowered her head and dared not look up, the fire in her heart suddenly burst out.

"It's like this again. I say a few words to you and you start to bow your head. You..."

Josha looked at the small wet spot on the front of Hitti's shoe, and her words were interrupted by the falling tears.

Josiah felt more and more upset, but she refused to give in. It wasn't that she didn't want to, she couldn't, she wasn't used to being just Xidi's sister.

"...Don't cry. I was wrong, okay? Those two old guys never taught me to be their daughter. When I was little, they were cowardly and didn't care about you and me. When I grew up and became the Holy Maiden of the Beast God, they only tried to curry favor with me. I don't know how to love...care about you.

But don't ask too much of me. I'm not your mother, I'm just your sister, you can't ask too much of me. I've tried my best to protect you, sometimes I don't mean to scold you or hit you, I just... react subconsciously.

You are really stupid. I scold you and you scold me back. I hit you and you hit me back. Do you need me to teach you such simple things? I slap you once and you slap me twice. Don’t you know how to retaliate? "

"will not."

Hitti rubbed her nose.

"I am afraid of you."

Joshua gnashed his teeth in hatred.

"Are you afraid of me? I washed your skirts when you were a child, I sewed your broken handkerchiefs, and I gave you pocket money for school. Why didn't you say you were afraid of me? Why aren't you afraid of that Norvia? What did she do for you that you think she's a good sister? What right does she have? "

"She doesn't yell at me or push me. She doesn't give me poisoned candy."

"That's gooseberry flavored too, your favorite candy!"

Joshua didn't understand. Joshua added, even with a little pride.

"I gave you the easiest option to die, why do you think that's bad?"

Joshua questioned sincerely, and then Hitti suddenly understood.

Her sister may not understand what love is. Her sister thinks that love is accompanied by pain, scolding, malice, and death. These are all manifestations of her love, just like praise, encouragement, and protection. She thinks that these mixed with love are the same thing as love.

There is no doubt that Joshua loves her, but he is also hurting her, but he doesn't know it.

"...Sister, if I suddenly slap you, will you hate me?"

"I will fight back. No. If it's someone else, I want it dead."

Josiah answered objectively, and then she looked at Hitti's eyes which gradually brightened, wondering what Hitti was thinking.

Hitti looked at Josha and took the initiative to walk up to her.

"Sister, can you be my younger sister now?"

"What the hell."

Joshua frowned and ignored what Hitti said.

Hitti was not discouraged.

"Sister, I lost the bracelet just now, and I want another one."

"Go pick it up yourself. I bought that at an auction. I only have one."

"Sister, please don't scold me or hit me anymore."

"…Whoever wants to chase you and scold and beat you is like a psychopath."

"You scolded me again."

"That won't work? You have... Never mind. Do whatever you want. I don't want to control you."

Hitti laughed.

"Then let's go back and pick up the bracelet, and then talk about the oracle issued by the Beast God, okay?"

"……Row."

Yoxia suppressed his temper, his pupils were cold and his expression was gloomy.

"Hurry up. I have someone to kill when I return to Campbell."