My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

"But we haven't seen each other for a long time, Sister Margaret. I didn't expect you to be in Saint Laurent City. We haven't seen each other for eight years, right? What have you been doing during this time?"

"..." Margaret was silent for a moment, then gave a polite smile.

"I'm sorry, Giovanni. I don't want to tell anyone about my experiences in the past few years. Can you understand me?"

"Ah, of course." Giovanni nodded and then looked at Lucius who was sitting next to him.

"Lucius, can I sit next to you?"

"Well, of course." Lucius also nodded.

When two old acquaintances meet, Lucius certainly won't prevent them from meeting.

The following banquet, originally a date between Lucius and Margaret, turned into a reunion between Giovanni and Margaret. The two talked about many topics, but when it came to their experiences in the past few years, Margaret always kept silent.

After the Duchess's adultery with an outsider was exposed, Giovanni's biological mother's lover was directly executed by Leopold, Duke of Naples. His biological mother, the Duchess, also chose to die with her lover after receiving the news of her lover's death. Leopold was always busy running around outside, and the originally lively family was left with only Giovanni alone in an instant. The scene of him chatting and laughing with his mother and sister Margaret was never repeated.

Seeing Margaret again, Giovanni seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. After the dinner, everyone stood at the door and prepared to say goodbye. Lucius was about to send Margaret home. At this time, Giovanni looked at Margaret and asked:

"Sister Margaret, can you come back with me? I will ask my father for mercy. Please come back home. I am having a hard time without you."

When Margaret heard Giovanni's words, her face was a little touched, but she still shook her head.

"Giovanni, Master Leopold will not allow me to go back, and... I..."

She looked up at Lucius, and everything was clear.

Margaret is twenty-two years old this year. She was only fourteen when she left the Duke's house. At that time, her biological father was forced to death and her biological mother chose to commit suicide for love. She was helpless and the most valuable thing on her was the maid uniform of the Duke's house.

In desperation, she had to sell her maid uniform, changed into a coarse linen dress and walked on the streets, living with homeless people.

When she went out, all the citizens of Romulus knew that she was an illegitimate daughter and a bastard. They all mocked her, beat her and scolded her. That period was almost the darkest time in her life.

In the city of Romulus, people might not say anything when they see a homeless person, but when they see Margaret, they will definitely spit and then walk away in disgust.

With no other options, she had to go north to work.

She worked as a nanny and also volunteered in a church school. Because of her excellent reputation, the priest even suggested that she be baptized as a nun, but she refused. She felt that she was not suitable to join the church because of her unclean identity.

Four years ago, she saved enough money to open a bakery in the downtown area of ​​Saint Laurent. She thought she could run the business steadily and live out her life alone.

Until he was harassed by some ruffians.

At the critical moment, it was Lucius who appeared and saved her.

At that time, Lucius had just arrived in Saint Laurent City not long ago. He had lost all his money because someone cheated him out of it and had no place to eat. He was too proud to ask his family for help.

So, Margaret proposed that Lucius work as a helper in her shop and she would be responsible for his food and lodging, and the two of them got in touch in this way.

It was not until a summer passed and the school enrollment began that Margaret learned that Lucius was a student at the Imperial Academy and from a family of military officers.

However, Lucius did not care about the difference in their status and still often visited her after class, and the two fell in love with each other.

Should Margaret go back at this time?

Return to that sad place of yours? That place where you have no one to turn to and feel lonely?

Margaret just couldn't do it.

So, Margaret finally spoke:

"Giovanni, you are an adult now. I believe you can overcome the difficulties. I have also come through it alone for so many years, right?"

"But..." Giovanni looked at Margaret in confusion.

"Sister Margaret, you and I have known each other since childhood. After so many years of friendship, is it possible that we are no match for this person?" Giovanni pointed at Lucius.

"He is just the son of a military officer. I am the son of a duke, the future duke. I have always treated you, sister Margaret, as a family member. Are you so cruel to leave me alone?!"

"I'm sorry... Giovanni, please think about me sometimes..." Margaret pleaded helplessly when she heard Giovanni say this.

"Think about it, what does Napoli mean to me? I...I really can't go back there...Giovanni, just for my sister's sake, don't force me..."

Lucius watched the conversation between the two and silently guarded Margaret.

At this time, Giovanni knew that it was useless no matter how much he tried to persuade her.

He lowered his head, looking distraught.

"That is to say, as long as my father is gone and I become the Duke, you can come back, Sister Margaret, right?"

he muttered.

Margaret looked at him with a worried look on her face.

"Giovanni, don't do anything stupid, okay?"

However, Giovanni didn't listen at all. He just turned around and left silently.

Three months later, Lucius successfully graduated with the first place in the Imperial Academy and joined the army.

Half a month later, Duke Leopold of Naples "died peacefully" in his sleep. Giovanni succeeded Leopold and became the youngest Duke of Naples in a thousand years.

When Giovanni returned to Saint Laurent with the good news that Margherita no longer had to worry about being scolded, Margherita's bakery was already closed.

At the door of the store, there are roses sent by countless people.

In the distance, the church bells rang. He ran straight to the church and saw a scene that he would never forget.

Under the auspices of the priest, the wedding of Lucius and Margaret was held smoothly and the two embraced each other.

Giovanni looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. Everything he had done before seemed to be in vain.

In the end, just like the last time he said goodbye to Margaret, he walked back alone in silence this time.

……

It had been less than half an hour since the fighting reached the Duke's Palace, and Giovanni could even clearly hear the shouting and killing in the distance.

He closed his pocket watch, walked to the stairs and climbed up.

With every step he took, he seemed to be able to see everything that happened in the Duke's mansion that year.

"Master, please don't hit the child. It's all my fault. Please don't hit the child!"

At the corner of the stairs, a woman was holding a girl in her arms, with her back to an angry middle-aged man. The man was like a monster, whipping the woman's back with his belt, leaving bright red scars on it.

A little boy was pulling the man's hand from behind, but it was all in vain. The man pushed him onto the stairs, and the back of his head hit the step, causing a lot of blood to flow.

"Giovanni!" The woman made a heart-wrenching cry, but it was eventually drowned out by the man's angry shouts.

"I told you to find someone outside! You bastard! You'd better all die!"

He walked down the stairs to the second floor and stayed in the office at the foot of the stairs for a long time.

Here

It used to be my father's bedroom, but after he died, it was converted into an office.

In the room, a middle-aged man was lying on the bed with bloodshot eyes, looking at the young man sitting next to him in disbelief.

"Giovanni! How dare you do such a thing... Ugh!"

The man covered his neck, then rolled his eyes and died in pain.

The young man walked out of the door.

"Raven, I'll leave the aftermath to you."

"I see."

He took another step, this time reaching the third floor.

"Duke, we did find Lady Margaret who was pregnant, but..."

"But what?"

"She died in childbirth, and the child...is nowhere to be found."

"What!?"

Compared to the disappearance of his child, what Giovanni was most sad about at the time was Margaret's death in childbirth.

His sight turned and he arrived at the top floor.

"Your Excellency, according to intelligence, we only found this boy near the carriage where Lady Margaret's body was found..."

"Look at him, he looks so much like me." Giovanni took the child, lifted him up, and smiled. "Let me adopt him and name him Donnie. But I have to find a mother for him, otherwise people will criticize him."

He held the child above his head, the sunlight shone down, the child smiled, and so did he.

Giovanni stopped again, and this time he was actually on the top floor.

However, the city of Romulus was no longer the city he remembered.

At this moment, the city of Romulus was left with only decay and silence.

Standing next to him was Margaret, who was wearing a white dress stained with blood.

"Giovanni, is everything you are doing now worth it?" Margaret turned her head and looked at Giovanni.

Half of her cheek was also stained with blood.

"Whether it's for me or for your own ambition, everything you did was too much, wasn't it?"

“……” Giovanni was silent. Only in front of Margaret would his conscience be tormented.

"I don't regret meeting you as a child." Margaret said this and jumped off the roof.

"No! Margherita!" Seeing this, Giovanni quickly stretched out his hand, but caught nothing.

Just like before.

When he came to his senses again, he saw that there were enemy troops on the street in the distance, only 500 meters away.

Giovanni sighed helplessly, then snapped his fingers and a ball of fire appeared in his hand.

"Maybe it's really as you said." He sighed helplessly.

Then, the flames fell to the ground on the first floor. The fire began to spread from the first floor, burning Giovanni's memories to ashes layer by layer.

Giovanni stood on the top floor balcony, feeling the wind gradually getting hotter, opened his arms and closed his eyes.

He only brought endless disasters to the empire. He could not even be called a hero. In future history books, there would only be endless criticism of him.

Of course he knew that he was a loser, but he didn't feel sad about that.

From beginning to end, there was only one thing that always lingered in his heart and he could never forget it.

And now, this matter will be reduced to ashes along with his body in a fire and dissipate into the sky.

Chapter 126: Really Failed

In the city of Romulus, the coalition forces were fighting with the last troops of the Duke of Naples.

Most of the Naples army had surrendered, only Giovanni's loyal soldiers and personal guards were still resisting. They stayed firmly on the streets near the Duke's Palace, waiting for Giovanni's final order.

Their only mission is to hold on until the final order arrives.

Litt led an army to fight on the front line of the battlefield. She already knew everything, including that her biological mother's death and all the tragedies that happened to her afterwards were all caused by Giovanni.

Now, whether it is for herself, her father, or her adoptive parents who were assassinated because of her, she must kill her enemies with her own hands.

Just when Litt knocked down a soldier who was blocking his way, a figure suddenly rushed out from the enemy crowd, so fast that Litt almost couldn't react.

She quickly held the sword across her body,

Even so, she was still pushed back several steps by the enemy, and she rolled backwards to relieve the force.

Then she raised her head and looked at the person who came.

"Leet..."

Standing in front of Lit was Donny, who had framed her in the Imperial Academy.

At this moment, Donny has changed drastically from the last time he met Lit.

Litt vaguely remembered that Donny was a magician before, but now, his muscles were extremely exaggerated. His body had swelled a whole circle because of the exaggerated muscles, so that the head that had not grown bigger looked extremely disproportionate on this body.

The speed and power of his sprint just now also proved that his fighting style was not that of a mage, but that he had transformed into a warrior who fought with brute force.

At this moment, he seemed to have completely lost his mind, gasping for breath and looking at Lit in front of him.