Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 233

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233 – Dawn #1

While I was lost in thought, Balan and the Guide, Theodoros, started talking to each other.

“You must be Basago. There’s no way any of this would be possible otherwise.”

“Professor Balan, you are just like me. I had a vague suspicion, but I couldn’t be sure because you hid your existence so thoroughly.”

“Same with you.”

What was this?

Suddenly, they were acting like they knew each other.

At least the good news was that I was starting to understand what they were talking about.

I decided to join the conversation, pretending I knew everything.

“Basago. Is that the name of the great magic in you?”

“.......”

Then the man, who had been chattering away, stopped talking and alternated his gaze between me and Professor Balan.

He seemed to have something to say, but he was being very cautious.

Balan soon spoke up.

“Basago, all plans have gone awry because of your betrayal. De, the Demon King was torn apart by those hateful, so-called heroes of the four families.”

Then the man snapped.

“Betrayal? Don’t spout such nonsense. Aren’t you the traitor here!?”

His previously calm demeanor had changed drastically. He hadn’t even reacted this strongly when I stuffed garlic into his mouth.

The Guide then continued.

“While I was running around trying to revive our master, what were you doing? Living comfortably as a professor at Ark, parading around in leisure?”

“W, what did you say!?”

Professor Balan and the Guide, Theodoros, began to growl at each other.

As I had suspected, it seemed the Guide harbored a great magic within him as well. This meant he was an Ars Nova, just like Balan.

However, it seemed that Solomon’s death involved the betrayal of one of them.

They had been cautious and concealed their true identities, which was why they hadn’t recognized each other. For the same reason, I hadn’t revealed my true identity either.

This guy could very well be the traitor who was aiming for my neck.

The Guide, however, cried out like a death row inmate who suffered an unfair prison sentence.

“Do not doubt my loyalty, Professor Balan. There hasn’t been a single instance when I wasn’t devoted to my master...!”

Finally, he violently trembled and spat out blood.

“I have always fought for my master...! I have meticulously planned and anticipated every detail, and managed variables without a single error...!”

“But you failed. Our king was torn apart. Who knows if it’s truly something you couldn’t foresee, or simply as you intended.”

“What drivel!”

The man shouted loudly.

Whoosh—