The Villainess Who Was Dumped Got Married into My Family, a Mob Noble from the Frontier, and Turns Out, She's an Amazing Capable Wife? - Chapter 100: Patricia Kindred - Not Like Snow White

Chapter 100: Patricia Kindred – Not Like Snow White

“…Hey, don’t stare at me so much.”

“I’m not staring.”

Alicia Gran Oldwood, her face flushed red, kept glancing over and saying that. 

She had been repeatedly closing her eyes tightly, moving her lips close to the Brave’s lips, then pulling away.

Hmm.

If this were a shy girl wondering whether to kiss her sleeping boyfriend, it would be incredibly cute. But unfortunately, the “boyfriend” here was a severed head.

And when asked if it was dead, the answer was that it was at a level where there was still a chance for revival—a rather peculiar state of being killed.

Despite the bizarre situation, Alicia, who was accustomed to Braves, was particularly relieved to see that the head’s color suggested it wasn’t completely dead. 

It was at a level where she thought, “There’s no way he would die from just this.”

What a heavy love this must be.

However, there was a contradiction in how she was dithering over a simple kiss.

By the way, I was staring intently.

A girl closing her eyes, slightly opening her mouth, and about to kiss—this moment seems to reveal her primal feminine instincts. I love these kinds of scenes in movies.

It really gets to me.

“Uu…”

“You’re fidgeting a lot. Do you want me to help?”

“No, thanks!”

He wasn’t even awake, so why was she hesitating to make up her mind?

Was a first kiss really that important?

In my past life, I scattered all my firsts, more or less forced, with people I didn’t really like, thinking this was what normal people did.

To me, everything was only that significant, so in this life, I gave everything to Jelasis.

Tch, watching this sacred, embarrassing first kiss of a pure girl, an unpleasant memory crossed my mind.

After that, even the noble’s pig did various things to me, and because my body was small, I bled and was mistaken for a virgin, which made his excited face even uglier.

So, to me, it was all just that insignificant.

That’s why I hate men.

Noticing that a part of the Brave’s body, separated from his head, seemed excited, I kicked it away.

Isn’t he awake?

If you can handle it yourself, hurry up and do something.

“!”

“R-Ragna!?”

Then, his head’s eyes opened wide, showing the whites.

“T-There’s no time to be embarrassed, right? We don’t have time. Ragna… this kiss is for treatment, so it doesn’t count. We’ll definitely redo it properly later, okay?”

With that, Alicia, having made up her mind, quickly pressed her lips to his.

It was a bold kiss.

“Hm?”

As I silently watched, the Brave began to glow. 

A tremendous amount of magical power was pouring out of his body. 

Before I knew it, a barrier had been formed around the Brave and Alicia.

The spirit within me informed me that it wasn’t just a barrier.

It was a space where an enormous amount of magical energy had been tightly compressed.

“Can it be broken through? Oh, I see, it’s not possible.”

If it were a magical construct, it could be disrupted and pierced through, but nothing could be done against something made from pure compressed magical power. 

That’s what the spirit said.

It seemed to be something similar to the power of the spirit I possessed. Like, for example, a dragon.

“…Huh? What’s this?”

Alicia, now with her eyes open, finally noticed the situation.

“The kiss released it. From his body.”

“From Ragna…?”

His magical power should have been long exhausted, barely managing to maintain a thin barrier around his body unconsciously. It was somewhat of a miraculous event.

“I can’t get any closer…? Well, it doesn’t seem necessary anymore.”

When I touched the magical power with my hand, I was repelled. 

It was a clear rejection. 

It felt like an unspoken command: “Do not disturb.”

Although this meant I couldn’t restore him, it seemed unnecessary. 

Within the dense magical space, the Brave’s body was healing. 

His pierced chest closed up, and he stood up on his own, took his head from Alicia, and reattached it to his neck.

“Ugh, that’s creepy…”

“Ragna, it’s backwards! Your head is on backwards!”

Despite the bizarre situation, Alicia responded calmly.

In fact, she was helping him adjust his head back to the right way.

If it were clothing, this would be a normal scene, but it was his head that was backwards.

“It’s impressive how you can stay so calm in this situation.”

“I’ve decided not to be surprised anymore. In the Brave territory, there aren’t enough lives to spare if you get shocked by every little thing.”

Alicia spoke with a knowing look in her eyes, as if she had seen things more surprising than this.

“Well, as long as he seems to be getting back to normal, that’s all that matters. Just a word of advice, if you’re going to put a collar on him, you should at least act like his owner. That guy will repeat the same mistakes otherwise.”

It was like letting a fierce dog run wild. 

Without proper training, he would become unmanageable. 

Without reason, he wouldn’t become a hero, but rather a murderer or a monster.

“I’m not going to stop. I promised to go all the way with him, no matter where it leads, even if it’s to hell.”

Her love was so intense, it was almost disturbing. 

She might be labeled as someone who enables bad men. 

Well, I might be the same.

Or maybe, for the Braves, it’s more important than bloodlines or destiny.

As I pondered this, Alicia continued speaking.

“If I say something and Ragna stops because of it, then I’d become his weakness, wouldn’t I? It’s more troublesome for the enemy if they think he’ll act independently of me.”

Alicia looked at me and smiled.

“It was also to prove that I can fight on my own without needing protection, but if I’m with him all the time, it’s obvious I’d become a burden.”

“You’ve got a point.”

In simple terms, she was deliberately stepping away from the heroine’s position. 

Staying out of the central drama, remaining behind the scenes. 

Right now, that’s the safest place to be.

Maybe that’s why Mariana, who used to be close to her, is absent and Alicia is here, in this backstage-like place.

It seemed Ragna hadn’t told her about our knowledge of the game, and Alicia probably just didn’t want to be a hindrance.

So here she was, with a calm expression in this situation. 

It might be a small miracle in itself.

“Ah!”

As they looked at each other, the revived Brave lifted Alicia into his arms.

“Ragna, I’m so glad you’re okay…”

“Alicia, I’m sorry, I can’t hold back.”

“Huh?”