I’m the Sub Male Lead in Romance Fantasy, but I Don’t Like the Female Lead - Chapter 142



142 – Diary – 4

One of Cordelia’s mottos was ‘don’t do anything you’ll regret’. Although, because of her usual slightly innocent words and actions, few people paid much attention to that fact of her, but she always acted true to her own motto.

Of course, there were cases where it caused a little misunderstanding or various incidents, but at least she thought so herself. She, of course, did not regret either putting a patch on the head of a woman who was being mean to her, or trying to cool off Lily’s slap in her face. She probably would have endured there, kicked off the blanket by herself, and wondered why she didn’t say anything, she did and she regretted it. She regrets doing it, and if she regrets not doing it, it is much easier to regret doing it.

In that sense, Cordelia was a little stubborn not to regret this time. No little bit much

“Tell me how many times! Are we safer here?”

“You still have to go!”

Lira pounded her chest in frustration. Either way, Cordelia pretended to hear her. No matter how much Lyra used all her logic to dissuade her, Cordelia’s voice was nothing short of awe.

“Well then, at least explain the reason!”

“That… ! But….”

She couldn’t stand it, and when Lira threatened to tell her the reason, she only told her that there was nothing like that, which made her go crazy. But she was frustrated, but so was Cordelia. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to explain that she was. However, the basis was simply intuition.

There can be no such thing as a reason, right? What moved Cordelia now was a very strong impulse. Just, for some reason, the urge to run to Mikhail right now.

After all this arguing, she knew full well that it seemed crazy to just claim that it was how she felt. But what if she really has to go. Cordelia thought she was not crazy at all, and she had to turn to Mikhail right now.

“Ehh, I don’t know either. Let’s go, yes.”

In the end, it was Lira who raised the white flag first. Because Cordelia, once beginning to show her stubbornness, knew that she would never yield. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t win, and she was more comfortable just listening to Cordelia.

In the first place, she just wanted to wait in a safe place just in case, but it wasn’t really that dangerous. If it was that dangerous, no matter how much she insisted, she wouldn’t listen.

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Mikhail would have subdued their boss a long time ago, and even if a big guy was aiming for Cordelia, he was confident in defending it, and moreover, he needed to go and organize it properly later anyway. It means that if you insist on this much, it means that it was enough to pretend that you can’t win.

But that wasn’t the story of Cordelia’s liking for Lee. Because she has a pathological dislike for variables she hadn’t planned for, such a sudden change of plan was something she didn’t like. Lira snorted bluntly.

“Real stubbornness is dirty. You just have to wait.”

“hehehe….”

Cordelia smiled shyly. She was a bit too much of herself even though she thought she was herself. At times like this, it was better to just laugh than make excuses. It can be said that it is the wisdom of life through long experience. Lira was definitely a pro. While grumbling all the time, she guided Cordelia to the drug gang’s hideout quickly, accurately and covertly.

Their hideout was still standing strong. Cordelia looked up at the building where she had been locked up just a few tens of minutes ago. Now that I think about it, it’s not like it was a big deal. What she didn’t really realize when she was in the safe house, it was clearly felt when she came to the scene. She stroked her forearm where her goose bumps were rising.

When Lira saw that, she looked dumbfounded and asked.

“No, if it gives you goosebumps, you just have to wait patiently.”

“It has nothing to do with that. Just, just… I feel like I have to go.”

The moment Lyra tried to snort her at Cordelia’s words.

– Bang!

There was a roar of something dull colliding with each other. As if the building was shaking, she even had the illusion of thinking. The source of the sound is on the top floor of the building, where Mikhail is.

Lira’s expression hardened. Cordelia, too, was startled by the sudden sound, and she flinched. The noise didn’t end there. It was repeated several times as if a fierce battle was taking place. A wave of her raging mana grazed Lira’s shoulder.

No matter what went wrong, it went wrong for a long time. Lira bit her lip. According to the original plan, a battle like this shouldn’t have happened. In the first place, the difference in skill between Mikhail and John was so great that a proper battle could not be established.

Perhaps because of her sudden hard expression, Cordelia also noticed that something was wrong. When she realized something was wrong, she didn’t hesitate in her actions. Cordelia jumped into the building before Lyra could catch her. She screamed.

“I told you! Something is wrong!”

According to Cordelia’s words, Lyra said that it was just a pure coincidence, or that it wasn’t important to her now. Made with She honestly wanted to tell Cordelia to wait quietly at the entrance, but she just gave up. She didn’t think she’d listen to it anyway, and moreover, if her plans had already been shattered and she didn’t know what was going on, she’d be more comfortable keeping her within sight of her.

Cordelia, like her Cordelia, was in a hurry. The closer she got to Mikhail, the more she felt that she had to go to him right away. This was the first time ever. She, of course, she likes Mikhail, and she always wants to stick around if she can, but she feels nothing like that. This was rather more like her impatience and pressure.

The inside of the building was empty. It was because several of his men, who had just been spared their lives thanks to Mikhail, were running around the building screaming that the boss was crazy. Unfortunately for John, his subordinates were as friendly as their bosses, and their loyalty was inversely proportional to that. The familiar screams and shocks that continued to be heard were a bonus. There was not a single loyalist who would remain in this obsessed organization.

And thanks to that, Cordelia and Lyra were able to reach the top floor of the hideout, the epicenter of the roar, in one month without any obstacles.

–

“Kaak, twee!”

As if a cat was gnawing, he scratched up the deep end of his throat. The fishy taste that I was used to before I knew it climbed up my throat. The color of the spit out was dark red. Seeing this, John smiled mischievously.

“Hey, if you spit phlegm indoors, it will be bitter.”

“Indoors? Here? Aren’t the places where animals are usually confined and kept outdoors?”

“Ha, bastard. Even after being beaten like that, your tongue is fine.”

“I’ve never been beaten.”

I’m not just talking about it, I’ve rarely been beaten directly by him. It’s a natural story. If I had been beaten now, it would have been impossible for me to have a normal conversation like this. In other words, it is a story that the body was shocked to this extent even though it was only concerned with defense.

Still, my mind was clear. Maybe about 5 minutes from now? No matter how generously he caught it, the opponent’s remaining lifespan was only 5 minutes. Literally, it is a five-minute life-limit. The question was, would I be able to survive those five minutes? The power of pouring out a person’s entire lifespan in a short period of a few minutes was hardly something to be downplayed.

I scratched my throat once more and spat out iron-smelling phlegm. Now it’s time to close your mouth again and move your body.

And then… , The door to the office, which had been tightly closed, opened.

“Who are you!”

John’s shrill yells flew at the uninvited guests. Who are you? Are John’s men back? It can’t be. Considering John’s filthy temper and the frightened and panting appearance of their backs just minutes before, it was more convincing that they were passers-by.

In a fleeting moment, several candidates passed through my mind, but in the end, none of them came up with a plausible answer. The next moment, the uninvited guest’s voice was very familiar, but that’s why it was even more unexpected.

“Mikhail!”

“Cordelia?!”

I barely restrained my body from jumping out. No, why is he here? I looked at her face again and again, wondering if I was mistaken. However, the woman who was smiling carelessly right now was Cordelia herself, whom I knew well. This time I screamed.

“Are you crazy? Did you say you’re a fool and then become a real fool? What are you thinking here… !”

“Kyaaah!”

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My words didn’t go all the way. It’s a matter of course, but there’s no way that a guy who’s the size of a gang leader can have the concept of a fair fight. As if John had no intention of missing this opportunity, he threw his heavy body at Cordelia.

-f*ck!

A thick impact sound spread. It’s a similar situation to the point where it’s like deja vu. The other thing is, that bastard doesn’t seem to have any intention of letting Cordelia go quietly behind me.

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My sword and John’s shoulder competed against each other. I planted my feet deep into the floor. The hardwood floors cracked and splintered and splintered. I hurriedly turned around and shouted at Cordelia.

“Why are you here! No, a lira rather than that?!”

“I came all the way here… , What, where did you go!”

What a total mess. I didn’t want to think of it, but the image of Lira, who said that her own life was the most precious thing, naturally came to my mind. I can’t call this a betrayal, but…. Anyway, the mouth was written.

With a target to be protected attached to the back, the second round began.