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

"..."

Yael was strangely silent.

There is indeed a problem in this world.

Although I have known this for a long time, when I need to face the problem directly, it is really a test of my psychological endurance. Even if I keep saying that I don't care, I am just deceiving myself and others.

Fear... I also have it. I am afraid that one day this world will really be destroyed.

Legend has it that the brave will surely defeat the devil, but if the devil does not want to destroy the world or invade the human world, then why must he be defeated?

Those inconspicuous background settings in the game suddenly became important. I couldn't help but wonder if the devil was "destined" to destroy the world, so he was targeted by humans and "gods" in this way.

I even have reason to suspect that even if the devil does not plan to destroy the world step by step, the world will be destroyed for some reason, and the responsibility will still be attributed to the devil in the end.

Think about the reverence of the people of the imperial capital for the God of Light and their hatred for the Demon King. This is no longer explained by simple worship and belief. That kind of mindless admiration is like the brainwashing of a cult, washing away people's cognition over and over again. , plus most of the people follow others' advice, under such conditions, even if the devil wants to win a good reputation for himself, it will be difficult.

But who still remembers that the devil of the devil king is not the devil of the devil, but the devil of the demon clan?

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt very angry, because of the ignorance of those people, and also because of the prejudice that my husband suffered for no reason because of the so-called oracle.

Yael burst out laughing suddenly, which seemed extremely abrupt in the silence.

"You don't really think how innocent your good gentleman is?" Yael emphasized the good pronunciation.

"That's better than you." I said in a bad tone.

"Not to mention anything else, just your behavior of flipping the window in the middle of the night is enough to make people criticize, sir, you won't do that."

Yael nodded perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, he is a gentleman and I am a villain. I apologize for my mistakes."

After a pause, he said again: "Don't you want to know what deal he made with me?"

I frowned and didn't answer right away.

The smile reappeared on Yael's face, which was an eyesore no matter how I saw it.

"Actually, you still want to know, after all, this is related to your dear sir."

"I don't want to." I said against my will, with half-truths and half-truths, "Mr. will tell me if he wants me to know. You don't need to tell me."

Yael choked, then looked me up and down weirdly, and tried to touch me.

"What curse did he put on you?"

I waved away his extended hand, and said angrily, "Speak as you speak, don't move."

"Aren't you afraid of me just now, why are you not afraid all of a sudden?"

"I told you I'm not afraid!"

None of them can understand human words!

Shouldn't people be allowed to be cautious? !

As I stared at him, I wondered where it would be better to poke him.

"Well, you're not afraid."

"..."

Before I could show my anger, Yael suddenly turned his head to look out the window, and my attention was also diverted.

A cloud of black mist appeared outside the window at some point, and when it dissipated, it was the figure of Mr. Spreading behind him was a pair of black wings that I had never seen on him.

The shape looks a bit like a bat's wing, with a red streamer attached to it that travels in a fixed pattern, turning on and off from time to time.

This is the first time I know that Mr. has wings. Although most demons have wings of different shapes and colors, I have never seen him use them, and he only uses magic to fly. I thought he belonged to the minority.

For this reason, I deliberately did not bring up related topics, for fear of touching the heart of my husband. Now it seems that I think too much.

That's right, sir, why is he so fragile.

Looking away, the second thing that caught my attention was the expressionless face of my husband.

My heart skipped a beat.

I don't know if it's because of the backlight, but I always feel that Mr.'s face is a little gloomy, which is very strange, as if he is suppressing his anger.

But I have never seen anything that can make my husband angry. Even if I tried to test his bottom line again and again, he would at most teach me with a straight face, and he would not show such a terrible expression.

But thinking that I was not the only one in the room, and the husband was not looking in my direction, it was very likely that I was not the one who made him angry, so I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But why did Mr. appear outside the window?

Just when I was wondering, Yael spoke.

"It's really not the right time for you to appear. Agnes and I are having a good chat, um...how about you wait?"

He is not afraid of being stared at Yael with such terrifying eyes by Mr., and smiles relaxedly and helplessly.

He spread his hands, "Even if you keep looking at me, I won't tell you what we talked about, it's our secret."

"He said he had a way to send me back."

As soon as he finished speaking, I exposed this so-called 'secret' very shamelessly.

After a pause, I added another sentence, "Go back to my original world."

I purposely didn't explain further, and didn't say whether I agreed or not. I wanted to see my husband's reaction when he heard the news.

But a few seconds passed, and the husband didn't give me the reaction I wanted, not even surprised. He just looked over when I was talking, and looked at Yael again after he closed his words.

I was inevitably a little disappointed, but that was to be expected, and I soon picked up my spirits.

I can still tell which is more important, and the main task now is to get rid of Yael.

As for the rest... we can talk about that later.

I'm pretty sure Yael wasn't surprised that I would make a sound, but he still looked at me with aggrieved and complaining eyes, obviously trying to scare me off on purpose.

Although I really don't want to admit it, but he succeeded. Now I regret very much that I just glanced at the movement next to me out of the corner of my eye, so I have to look at Mr. for a while to wash my eyes.

Eh... Even the blackened Mr. is so handsome.

"Do you really think I dare not do anything to you?"

Not knowing which part of the sentence amused him, Yael suddenly laughed.

"Hey, it seems that you hate me very much."

A sentence that seemed to be emotional, when he said it with such a tone and expression, it instantly turned into a teasing one, which was still full of malice.

"Too bad you can't."

As soon as the words came out, I immediately thought of something.

The husband didn't tell me much about the grievances between him and Yael. When I wanted to ask before, he always avoided the important ones. In the end, after a long time, I only got that they didn't deal with it. Yael is not a good person. Wait for these easy-to-see news.

There is another point that although he didn't say it, I can see it clearly.

Mister hates Yael very much.

I may be exaggerating because of subjective limitations, but I'm sure Mister doesn't like Yael.

It's just that for some reason, the husband didn't attack Yael, even if he was harassed by Yael's stalking, he didn't do anything, just kept...avoiding?

Forgive me for not being able to utter the word escape.

It may be moral self-restraint, or it may be force majeure that prevents him from doing anything. After careful consideration, I still think the latter is more likely.

To me, Mr. is definitely not a bad person, but I can't say that Mr. is a kind person against my conscience.

Of course, I prefer to use the phrase 'Mr. is only good to me', which can satisfy my vanity and make me more motivated.

Cough, that's too far.

Think about it...I don't think I've ever seen Mr. Yael before?

Maria may have, but I can't tell if I wasn't there at that time, but Yael, since he appeared, I haven't seen Mr. do it again, of course, I can't rule out the possibility that I didn't see it.

Soon, their ensuing conversation confirmed my guess, or it could be said to be a one-man show by Yael.

"First of all, let me tell you that I won't recite this blame. I reminded you to read the contract carefully, but you didn't listen to it."

Yael spread his hands, "Now that the contract has been completed, even if you regret it, it is impossible for me to revoke it."

"In order to prevent you from misunderstanding, let me add one more sentence. I can't, and I don't want to."

As he spoke, Yael laughed, and the purest joy was revealed from his brows and eyes, as well as the pride after a successful prank.

"I can't, but Al can."

"Eh?"

I was caught by the cue suddenly, I was half a beat slow to react, and then my brain started to run rapidly.

Wait, does this mean that I am allowed to do it?

"..."

The surprise came so suddenly that I didn't dare to do it right away until I saw encouragement from my husband's eyes.

Whatever that means, I say encouragement is encouragement.

Regardless of Yael's weak appearance, the dodge is still very high. I thought I was going out of my way at full speed by surprise, but he completely dodged it, without even touching a hair.

"Hey, hey! Why did you start doing it all of a sudden? Don't we have a good chat?"

Naturally, I would be a little disappointed if I missed a hit, but now is obviously not the time to do this or chat, especially this task is given to me by my husband, and the deity is still watching, how can I let him down!

With such a mood, I scored 32 points, and became more and more courageous, and quickly caught Yael with the magic I learned in Xilana.

"I thought you had forgotten how to use magic."

However, sir is obviously not satisfied with my speed.

"I don't want to ruin the room..." I defended myself softly.

joke!This is a room I chose on purpose. My husband's bedroom is on the other side of the corridor. Apart from this, there are no other living rooms on this floor. If this place is destroyed and cannot be lived in, I can only move upstairs. Or go downstairs.

Although it seems that he hasn't returned to his room to rest for so many days...

Don't ask me how I know, asking is magic.

No system of magic is really a good thing.

"I said, how about giving me some dignity?"

Yael was forced to squat in a cage that was only half his height, persistently knocking on the silent railing to get our attention.

When I looked over, he showed a pitiful and aggrieved expression like a milk dog.

"How can I say that I am also a god, can't you give me some dignity?"

Damn, if he didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten that he is a god.

I turned my head decisively and pretended not to hear what he said.

I have never seen such a shameless god.

Although I have seen such a god.

...Wait, don't all gods have this kind of virtue?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glanced at the blond man again, and turned my head at a more obedient speed in the next second.

Spicy eyes.

The author has something to say:

Yael (gloating): I just like to see you trying to hit me but can't hit me.

Sir (calmly): El.

Me (excited): Yes!

Yael: ... (smile fades away.jpg)