Failed To Abandon The Villain

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After a moment, Reinhardt shoved an unsophisticated dagger covered in runes towards Valletta.

“Ah, this is my gift. Don’t let go of it for a second and carry it with you.”

Valletta looked at the dagger with suspicious eyes and looked at Reinhardt hesitantly.

“… What is with this dagger?”

“If someone bothers you, don’t put up with it. Just stab them in the eye with this.”

He spoke in a calm voice, as if he was giving his regards.

What a cruel thing to say with smiling eyes.

“Then you will die.”

“Master, there’s no need to be worried. I will bear all responsibilities.”

Watching Reinhardt leisurely tilting his teacup after he finished speaking, Valletta picked up the cooled teacup without answering.

The corner of Reinhardt’s lips, who had pushed the dagger inside of Valletta’s sleeve, rose in satisfaction. Valletta’s sigh deepened.

“… Okay.”

Valletta bitterly replied. Her odds of winning against him, if she compared their strength, was very low.

Reinhardt raised his chin and looked at Valletta as she drank her cold tea.

She put down the teacup at the end, with a gaze so persistent that she didn’t know if her tea was going into her nose or her mouth.

“Why?”

“Aren’t you curious about the writing on that dagger, Master?”

“Are they not runes?”

“Yeah. You didn’t ask what the letters are.”

Seeing his smiling face made her afraid to ask. Is it some kind of weird magic?

With an anxious gaze, she glanced at the dagger in her sleeve.

“It isn’t an explosion or something, right?”

Valletta asked anxiously.

Reinhardt would do something like that. The reason is simple. It’s because he’s Reinhardt.

Reinhardt burst out laughing at Valletta’s words. Valletta turned her head because his pretty face and refreshing voice seemed to reflect a halo above him.

‘That face is dangerous.’

Over the past 10 years, how much has she trained herself not to be deceived by that smile?