I Am The Last Villainess He Has To Kill

though the body she was holding was as hot as a fireball.

“Iwer will do it! Why can’t a woman be a prince! It’s prejudice!”

“Jenkins, do it.
You watched the fight anyway, so you know it well.”

Again, Kiehl repeated with a smile.

“I can do it.”

“What are you talking about.
You have a fever like this.”

“But…”

Then, Iwer added a word.

“By the way, if Jen is a prince, who is the witch?”

“Um… Zanbar…?”

“Though the witch has a lot of dialogue, so I don’t think Sir Zanbar can’t do it.”

Zanbar said it was ridiculous and fired at Iwer.

“I can memorize that much.”

However, she was sure that no one but Zanbar could memorize it.
Eventually, Kiehl grabbed Bella and said, “Well, then can’t Bella be the witch?”

“Huh…?”

“The Princess role only has a few lines.”

If Kiehl couldn’t do the play, Bella shouldn’t have had to play the Princess.

“Well.
If the Miss is the witch, she’ll look good.
In the first place, she’s more like that than the Princess.”

“Jenkins, do you want to die?”

Kiehl caught Bella as if it were his last leg.

“Well, I’ll be the Princess… All I have to do is lie down.”

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However, contrary to his promise, as soon as he took one step, Kiehl leaned against his leg and collapsed.

“Zanbar, lay Kiehl in the room for now.”

While the tall Zanbar lifted Kiehl and carried him back to his room, he wept and barely reached out his hand.

Seeing so, Bella sighed as she stared at the cold parlor.

‘I should have told him to be careful…’

She forgot to talk about the air-conditioning disease, a disease of modern people.
In and out of the cold parlor, he could easily catch a cold due to the sudden temperature change.

“It’s all because of Sir Zanbar.”

“What’s wrong with Zanbar…?”

Jenkins took advantage of Zanbar’s absence and let out the anger he had accumulated.

“He didn’t even listen to me.
Because I knew he was going to collapse.”

Iwer sighed with a very disappointed expression.

“I thought it was something like that, so I made rice with some herbs this morning.”

At that, Jenkins’ face hardened.

“What herb?”

“Sukrina.”

“Ah… Why didn’t you say something like that?”

“Why, if you add a little, there’s no problem! Everyone’s okay now, right?”

Obviously, Bella was fine.
Of course, even if she were ill, she would be well soon.

“Yes, a small amount is fine.”

When used in small amounts, this herb restores energy and speeds up blood circulation.
Although if used in large quantities, the body would heat up.

“I’ve been giving it to him, too.”

These were the things that drove Kiehl to his sickness without them even realizing it…

Lying on the bed motionless, Kiehl closed his eyes as if choking on a hot breath.
Why did he catch a cold at a time like this?

He heard the sound of everyone leaving the house, and Pur leaned in front of the door, dipped the handkerchief in water, and placed it on his forehead.
Even that handkerchief was Juan Cruell’s handkerchief.

It felt like a huge wall of fate.
Sad tears flowed down with sweat.
When Kiehl regained consciousness, even his own breath felt hot.

It was what he had been waiting for…

He sighed as something warm and fluffy moved over his body.

“…Pur, it’s heavy.”

“The Young Lady told me to keep you warm, Young Master!”

“….”

“The Young Master is awake, so I’ll bring a towel!”

As Pur went out, Kiehl lay down and moaned as he looked up at the ceiling.

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‘Is Jenkins really kissing Bella? Jenkins…’

Thinking so, he was about to cry again.

‘I was hoping for something so big…’

It was just a play, so he thought it would be okay if he were a little greedy.
It was as if the heavens had given him a sickness as if sneering at his dark heart.

That was then…

“Are you in a lot of pain?”

Out of nowhere, Bella popped up beside him and looked at him with sleepy eyes.

“…Bella?”

Perhaps sitting next to him and falling asleep, she stopped her yawn with her hand and handed Kiehl a cup of water.

“…The play?”

While Kiehl drank water, Bella answered bluntly.

“Yes.
Zanbar decided to be a princess.”

“*Choke.*”

It was totally unexpected, so Kiehl choked while drinking water.
Seeing that, Bella patted him on the back slowly, waiting for him to calm down.

“Bella didn’t go?”

“How can I go when you are so sick?”

She then laid Kiehl on the bed and sat across the bed, cooling his cheeks with her cold hands.

“If you’re sick, you have to tell me you’re sick.”

“Sorry…”

“Don’t you know that your body is a national treasure?”

There was so much nagging, though when she touched it, he was as hot as smoke.

“So, you should cherish it the most, okay?”

Kiehl liked to hear Bella’s voice.
Even though she was angry, that tone and eyes contained warm affection no matter who heard it.

Is it just because of the heat? Or, was it because it was embarrassing…?

“Hold…my hands.”

She seemed to move away when he tries to catch her, so Kiehl reached out and turned to Bella.

“You’re sick, so you’re such a baby.”

He clasped her hand and gently stroked Bella’s index finger with his thumb.

“Bella…”

“Huh?”

As she lowered her gaze to look at his tickling fingertips, Kiehl said in a low voice, expecting it to reach her with sincerity.

“I like Bella.”