How should I survive in a different world as a reincarnated villain?

Augustus's face was so ugly that he was so angry that he actually raised his wand at Irene, and pointed the ball of light at her after the ball of light lit up at the top.

"Take back what you just said!"

He may still feel that he is generous and is willing to give Irene a chance to apologize, but the fact is that his behavior today has already angered the public, not to mention that Irene is not the only civilian in the team, and she is naturally not the only one who is discriminated against .

"Enough! It's you who should shut up!"

Alec held back his anger and stood in front of Irene. He held the huge sword that was originally on his back, and his arm muscles were still throbbing with blue veins.

"Hey, what are you doing! Put down your weapons! It's dangerous!"

Cecilia was still very angry at first, but when they saw that they seemed to be fighting at any time, she became anxious again, and immediately directed Jacob to pull them away.

It's not difficult to guess, Cecilia is the second princess, and her status must be higher than that of Augustus. Jacob who can stay by his side is naturally not an ordinary person, let alone a princess as a backer. How dare Augustus order them to do things, so those heavy trivial matters will naturally fall on the heads of Irene and Alec.

But judging from their situation, there should be other things that happened, maybe it was to put the aristocrats and commoners on the bright side, otherwise Irene and Alec wouldn't be so angry if just one of them didn't work.

In this regard, I admire Augustus. He is also a capable person who can be arrogant to such an extent without knowing that he has offended someone.

"The top priority now is to find Maria and defeat the devil. If there is any problem, can't you talk about it later?"

After moving Maria out, Augustus immediately calmed down a lot. He stopped pointing his wand at Irene, and Alec snorted coldly and put down the giant sword.

Seeing that they were finally obedient, Cecilia couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and didn't dare to stay longer, and led the others directly to the direction I said.

Their location is not close to the location of the husband. Fortunately, it is not difficult to travel with the blessing of magic. In just a few minutes, they came to the open space and successfully confronted the blond man.

But within a few words, Augustus became emotional again, and stepped forward to treat the blond man like he did to me before, but he avoided him.

Judging from their body language, the conversation should not be very smooth, but unfortunately I can't hear anything because they are too far away, otherwise it must be very interesting.

While they were still arguing, the gentleman left there quietly, because he was already in an unobtrusive position and there was a shield, so he didn't attract much attention when he left.

When the blond man came to his senses and looked around looking for him, Mr. had already appeared behind me.

At first, I didn't realize that there was an extra person behind me. When I heard Mr.'s voice, my heart almost stopped.

"You are getting bolder."

I froze suddenly, and after a while of mental preparation, I turned around shyly.

"gentlemen..."

"Now you know how to call me? Didn't you pretend not to know me just now?"

I shrank my head guiltily, with a flattering smile on my face, and the hands hanging on both sides unconsciously pinched the corner of my clothes, "I was wrong..."

"What's wrong?"

"I, I shouldn't pretend that I don't know you, I shouldn't reveal my identity, I shouldn't run out without being obedient..."

I kept my head down obediently, racking my brains to search for the mistakes I made, but my husband was still not satisfied.

"anything else?"

"And...and..."

I stuttered for a long time, but I couldn't find a word to connect, and my whole person became listless.

Vaguely, I seemed to hear Mr. sigh.

"Head up."

I glanced at Mr. carefully, then raised my head slowly.

"Have you forgotten what I told you?"

"No!" Hearing the disappointed tone of my husband, I became anxious all of a sudden, "I have kept every word that my husband said in my heart, and I haven't forgotten it!"

"I remember it, but I didn't take it seriously, otherwise you wouldn't take your life so seriously."

The gentleman's eyes gradually became darker, and his deliberately lowered voice made me feel helpless with nowhere to hide.

"Not everyone will get a second chance, let alone a third chance."

"I know..." I muttered, "I-I'm not afraid of death, I just..."

I just don't want to see something happen to you, sir.

Other than that I don't know what to do anymore.

My husband doesn't understand why I put myself in danger, and hates my behavior of not cherishing life. I also don't understand why now, my husband still thinks that I am acting on my temper.

"...I just think that my husband will definitely not let me have an accident, so...hehehe..."

The effect of being stupid is very good, the husband sighed helplessly, and did not continue to hold on to this problem.

"It can't be like this next time."

I nodded again and again and said yes, not necessarily what I thought in my heart.

I didn't know whether the husband believed it or not. I couldn't see anything with my expressionless face. I felt that he should not be angry, so I boldly moved to his side.

"Sir, who was that person just now?" After thinking about it, I added, "He looks similar to Maria."

"It's quite similar."

I couldn't help being a little discouraged by Mr.'s unconventional answer, but I soon cheered up again.

"If it weren't for the difference in gender, I really thought they were the same person."

This time Mr. did not avoid my question.

"They were originally the same person."

"Ehhh?!"

It was the expected answer, but I still put on an extremely shocked look, and said hesitantly, "But he doesn't seem to know me."

If it's Maria... Well, I don't know how Maria will treat me. After all, we haven't had much contact with each other. Personally, I feel like ordinary strangers, not even acquaintances. If If it wasn't for the eldest prince, we might not be able to say a word, let alone develop such a strange multi-corner relationship.

"It's normal for him not to know you when he doesn't have the memory of his life."

I blinked, "Don't you have any memory?"

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief when I got an affirmative answer.

Very good, since this is the case, even if I am sold by Cecilia and the others, the possibility of being exposed is very low.

Later, my husband told me that it was not Yael, the real face of the blond man. There was a special connection between him and Maria. It was he who brought Maria to this world, allowing him to use her His body descended into this world, otherwise with his own soul strength, he would not be able to enter this world at all.

Even so, as long as he shows his feet and the world finds out that something is wrong, he will be thrown out immediately, and Maria will come back at that time, but he will know nothing about the memory of being bent down.

In the end, my husband gave me a simple summary. This is a god, not a very serious one.

"..."

"Could it be the God of Light?"

I made a bold guess, but I didn't expect that Mr. actually nodded.

"Very disappointed?"

"I'm not disappointed." I scratched my cheeks and said with a measured tone, "You also know that I don't have any belief in gods, but the people around me do. I can't help feeling a little... um... disillusioned?"

The gentleman suddenly chuckled.

"Gods are nothing but a laudatory name given to themselves by the strong in order to suppress the weak and make them obey their orders. No matter who they are, as long as they can reach the realm of Shattered Void, they can go to the so-called God Realm and see the so-called God Realm. God."

The familiarity in Mr.'s words made me a little curious, "Sir, have you ever been to the God Realm? What's it like?"

"That's it."

The tone of the husband is light, I can hear that he is not willing to mention the past, but he patiently explained it to me.

"But I didn't have much chance to wander around at that time, and I didn't know what it was like. If you are interested, try to become stronger."

I shook my head quickly, lest my husband took it seriously, "I'm not curious! I'm not curious at all! I'm just asking casually, and I'll be right where my husband is!"

The helplessness I was familiar with appeared on Mr.'s face again, he didn't say anything, just shook his head with a broken smile.

"I'm telling the truth!" My tone became more urgent and a little annoyed, "Don't believe me! It's true when I say that I don't want to leave, and it's true that I like Mr., I'm not lying!"

For the first time in history, Mr. did not avoid the topic, but followed my words.

"You are still too young. When you grow up, you will know that your love for me is not as deep as you imagined."

Don't need to say anything more, sir, when I see the way he looks at the child as always, I still don't understand.

But I have nothing to do about it. This is the character of my husband. He tolerated my willfulness and "nonsense" because of my young age. Unless I can grow up by dozens of years, I want my husband to change his mind. , it is very difficult to think of me as a woman instead of a girl.

Not unless I can find a way to make my husband not want to face my feelings.

At this moment, an idea that I had never had before, or dare not to have, flashed through my mind.

Even as paranoid as I was, I was amazed by the audacity of this idea.

No, no, sir will be angry.

...But if I don't do that, maybe my husband will never accept me in this life.

And if I can be bold, even if there is a great possibility that I will be hated, I still have a chance to achieve my wish.

But what if my husband doesn't want me because of this?

After my husband left again, I hid in the study room with a book on my knees. I knew every word on it, but I couldn’t read a word. The two villains in their hearts clamored to defeat each other, and refused to give in to each other.

I don't know how long it has been like this, and I don't even know when the book fell to the ground. The nail on the thumb of my right hand was pitted and pitted by me, and the sharp part almost scratched my lip.

I subconsciously pressed the place where my lower lip was scratched, trying to relieve the slight tingling pain. At the same time, I got up and went to the window, and began to look for the direction of the loud noise that woke me up from my own world.

Looking at it, my eyes suddenly drifted.

It seems... there is still a second option...