Struggling as a Villain

Lilia was there to look over her master, especially after she allowed the mountain goat to go after him. She knew she would save him if he fails to deal with the situation.

Her master was growing significantly, even though he didn't admit it; that's why the degree of exercise was rising accordingly. This specific training was something she herself had thought of, based on her master's current situation.

His ether was growing. Unlike any other awakened, her lord was increasing his ether very swiftly passing each moment, and he hadn't realized that. However, Lilia could sense it.

His practice never stops even in sleep. He is a restless being with ambition. She didn't know what it was and how this sudden development occurred, however, rather than being an arrogant master, Lilia prefered this hard working one more.

If he continued with the pace then near the end of this trip, he would already be C-rank, which was quite a prodigious rank for someone who started from F-rank some days ago.

And until he allows her, Lilia would be there to look over her. She knew when they would return, Duchess Scarlette probably would throw her out, but Lilia was fine with it. She wanted her master to become strong and stand on his feet. She wanted people to know him as Richard as an individual, not only as the son of Duchess Scarlette.

Creating a reputation while being with a living legend was not easy, but if it was her young master, then Lilia was sure that he would achieve it.

"You can do it, young master..." Seeing him marching uphill, she cheered in her heart and readied herself to jump into action any moment. Her weapon was prepared, and once she discovered the monster to be of any significant threat, she would jump into battle.

The goat neared her master and Lilia was about to jump toward them—when suddenly a hand clutched Lilia's neck from behind and lifted her off her feet.

"You....damn....whore...." That voice completely froze her as all the motivation to retaliate vabished at that moment.

"L-Lady S-Scarlette..."

"You....tried...to steal my baby..." Her tone was slurry, and just by the grasp around her neck, Lilia could tell that the lady was currently burning. However, rather than focusing on her condition, Lilia found her vision to be turning dark and her consciousness fading.

The overwhelming aura of someone who was beyond any rankings and limitations was making Lilia suffocate as she finally closed her eyes and left her fate in the hands of the woman whom she had offended.

Bellarine's breathing was rough as she tightened her grip around Lilia's neck—only to halt when she saw her son up on the mountain, struggling against the beast

The moment she saw his arm being bitten, Bellarine forgot about everything, and after throwing Lilia away, she launched toward her son with the intention of nothing but slaughter.

"*GHREUGH!*" The moment her feet landed, the mountain goats tried to dash down the mountain.

Bellarine extended her hand and lifted the beast with her telekinesis before bringing it up to her face level.

Her left hand got enveloped with fiery flames before she extended it forward and stabbed the Ambrobate's chest in a fluid movement.

The beast couldn't do anything other than cry in pain. It was a horrifying site to see a seven-foot-tall beast wailing and trying to escape its death. While a beautiful woman was digging the heart out of the beast with complete indifference on her face.

The cries of the beast slowly subdued as Bellarine crushed its heart within its chest and covered its whole body in the shade of red and fiery flames.

Richard, all this time was staring at his mother in nervousness. The aura she was radiating was threatening...to the point he felt she might end up attacking him.

However, his trepidation was unneeded since after throwing the charcoal corpse away, she turned towards him and pulled him into her arms.

Richard was taken by surprise by the sudden jerk; however, he didn't resist her touch and even brought himself closer to encircle his uninjured arm around her frail back.

At that moment, she seemed so fragile, so weak that Richard forgot about all his pain, and his focus completely converged on consoling his mother.

"Richie...Richie...where you have been....why did you leave me behind...why did you do this to me...." Her sobs echoed in his ears and made his heart feel heavier.

He wanted to give her time to think things through and left her alone so he could also sort his feelings. However, he never considered how she would feel to hear that he had gone to some strange place without taking the soldiers with him.

"I thought you didn't want to see me." Richard softly replied as he caressed her hair and comforted the wronged child.

Bellarine's shoulders trembled uncontrollably as she complained, "Because I told you to return home doesn't mean I didn't want to see you. Why did you take my words to heart and didn't push me to clear all the doubts? You could have been forceful...but you decided to abandon me."

Richard wanted to chuckle hearing those words. He really does. After all, who in their right mind would pressure his mother to answer 'that ' kind of questions relating to her feelings and all?

However, he decided not to ask her about that; rather, he chose to ask something different.

Detaching his face from her neck he looked into her moist eyes and asked, "So tell me now. How do you feel about me...Bella?"

Her heart skipped a beat hearing him call her name. She felt nervous more than ever before. Her lips parted but no answer came. In the end, she decided to express her feelings differently and brought her lips toward his.

Richard's eyes widened feeling the hot embrace of Bellarine's lips enveloping his lips. The suppleness of her lips became quite vivid to him and the sweetness they carried just blew his mind.

Her eyes were closed, and her cheeks flushed as she pressed forward and pushed him against the rocky wall and savored his lips to her heart's content.

All her emotions she had been bottling up for so long finally were bursting out, and she was not regretful of a single thing. She wanted him to realize her feelings for him. The extent of her emotions and the depth of her love for him.

Richard's momentary shock subdued slowly as he held her waist and drew her closer. His lips parted, and he pushed his tongue into her mouth, not letting go of this temptation which the lady had provided him.

"Mmmh...." She moaned in delight, finding her feelings being reciprocated as, without realizing, she found herself now pressed against the wall and Richard passionately kissing her.

Her heart and mind melted as she crossed her arms behind his neck and allowed him to do whatever he pleased.

His tongue danced around hers in sync. They parted their lips for a moment and looked at each other in the eyes before joining their lips once again for a passionate lip lock.

If the situation had been different, then Richard would have stripped the woman right away and wouldn't have let go until she begged him to stop. She was just too hot for him to resist.

But considering where they were and that his arm was injured, he decided to let his fantasies run wild once they were at a safer place.

Releasing her slightly swollen and sexy lips, Richard found a silver bridge connecting their lips.

Her face was completely red, and her eyes contained some moisture, which elevated her allure.

In her current state, she seemed nothing less than a succubus who was tempting his whole being to just violate her.

However, Richard held his horses and helped Bellarine to stand properly.

"My legs are jelly right now...let me be like this for a moment..." She kept her body close to him and closed her eyes.

Richard was having trouble hiding 'that' in his pants but he didn't resist and allowed her to embrace him.

Some time passed and the heat he was feeling slowly subdued. However, until now, she hasn't spoken a word since then.

"Hey mom...are you alright?" He gently nudged her but to no avail. She remained unresponsive.

He grew worried and just as he was about to check on her, a familiar voice called out, "Young Master, Madame Duchess is suffering from high fever! Please bring her down!"

It was Lilia who appeared while gasping for breath and holding the back of her neck which seemed charred.

Richard was thrown into a dilemma about what to focus on. His mother's condition or Lilia's.

In such turmoil, Lilia drew closer, took out a potion from her pouch and used it to heal Richard's injured shoulder. Despite sweating profusely in pain, she softly smiled at him and said,

"Don't worry about me, master. Please just carry the Duchess to the carriage, I will prepare some herbal soup for her recovery."

Richard decided to trust her words and nodded diligently.

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A/N:- The downside of a yandere and I know very few people will like it. I know you didn't like how Lilia was treated but don't worry, Bellarine would compensate for that in the future.

I hope you liked the progression.