All Chapters of The Kind Villain: A Legend of Woof-Woof: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

He spent another day with Sherizzah, and that same day, I spent it with Maia and her wolves. They bound my hands behind and took me to a cavern far from the castle. Ominous growls of the werewolves surrounded me while being interrogated by their Luna. "Have we been conned by a moon servant? Perhaps some hunters offered you a bribe?" "What are you talking about?" "Don't deny it. Your action seems dubious. My wolves saw you opened the gate of this land. One of my wolves was found wounded because of an attempted invasion of hunters. How could you do such a horrible betrayal? You must have a purpose why you took the silver wolf here." "..." It was the consequences of my bargain with the moon. All the white wolves hated me, they either wanted death or eviction for me. The giant thorns and the frightful hole behind the Luna told me that they wanted death. Lying or diverting the truth has no room. "I made no bribe with the hunters. What profit can I gain from them anyway?" "Then why d

Grinding the ingredients for the foods, I wake up early in the morning to make the kitchen busy. It's not easy to move with a growing life in my womb within the months of its constant increase. My fingers slightly increased in size and my cheeks are a little bit plumpy from the usual. But that won't stop me from eating what my mind wants. After 2 hours of preparation, I lay every viand and dessert for a single consumer on the table. Oftentimes, I have been drooling over food since 4 months ago. This kind of feeling is phenomenally priceless. I prepared spicy fries, boiled cabbage with sweet mayonnaise, and crunchy roasted meat that cracks whenever jammed in my teeth. And because of that sound, the dogs are watching me. Although I cannot catch their glances because they look away whenever I try. My peripheral view helps. I dip the fries in the sauce and eat and look at the dogs again, they avoid my glance. Every animal is naturally gluttonous. That's why I never share even though I'm

I wasn't aware that I'd been making it void until today. I stoop down and weep. "I... I can't say the same words anymore..." "Yes, you can! Don't bind your perseverance over your fear!" The way she knocks my senses out of me rubs salt into my wounds. She's the only person who knows. She's the only person I never thought I'd been waiting for. And that made me pity myself dramatically. "It's my fault! I plan my own sadness! I am so weak! I'm so selfish!" "Okay, calm down—" "It's my fault why he suffered... and suffering! It's my fault why he looked at me with such cold eyes! I ruined his life! He's the real victim, not me... I don't deserve him! I'm not worthy of his love!" I continued. Lanasia is trying to tame me; caressing my shoulders and finger-combing my hair. "How could I... How could I bestow misery to that kind werewolf!? How could he love someone like me!? What if he falls out of love because of my perversity!? I am not worthy to be his other half, I only broke his whole

I forgot to be courteous! I bow my back while waving my hands. "I'm sorry, father! It was rude, I admit! I'll do anything you want in exchange as long as it won't go beyond my limitations." He pulled off the spellbook and his face turned bright for a split second. "Anything? Well, I have one thing in mind~" A few hours later, in accordance with his request, Elibur tentatively dismissed Haiban on the condition of my vigilance. The next scene made me a guardian of a greedy wolf. We've almost tasted every food in the city, seen every spot good for sightseeing, and watch the sunset in the park where werewolf families or kids are playing around. Haiban was as excited as Hessuel the first time he rode an airship. ["Plandreas has grown too big~"] he said. ["I hope it's going to be a lovely home for werewolves."] I cut a piece from the whole ham and fed it to him. "You're so carefree like your son. Powerful but mischievous." ["And you're stuffy."] "Because this feels like babysitting

"A cage?" Haiban asked while eating a chocolate bread from my kitchen and pricking a tiny piece for Acro. "To avoid another harm." I showed my wounded hand caused by Hessuel's attack. "And to keep him from running away like he always does lately. Do you mind?" "Nope. It's your strategy. I'm only an audience." I pull out the blanket covering the cage Hessuel's wolf is in. His reaction doesn't change from the last time; he's growling at me and aloof. "You can understand wolf language, no?" I look at Haiban again. "Why is he acting like this?" His shrugging shoulders contain sarcasm. "Because you cage him." "No, I mean," my voice lowers in dismay, "he's been like this ever since he died." Gradually, I sat in front of the cage, sticking my eyes at Hessuel who's been glaring at me like a powerful prey. I unleash my spellbook and with dear compassion, I recite the spell. A big enchast appeared underneath our feet and the rings of its light levitate around us unsteadily. This spell f