I DO WHATEVER I WANT!
THE EPUSODE 16

"I'll help you."

Millia bit her lip.

"How's it?"

Villian smiled and got up from the bed and opened the curtains that covered the room.

The room was illuminated by a light stone that followed the day outside.

"You need 3 things to accomplish that. A friend with great influence but faithful, a wonderful Achievement and a charismatic confident face."

Villian walked up to Millia and struck behind her until she stood up straight.

"Don't lower your head even in apapon situations. Losing or winning is not the winner. But if you are insulted, you must win at any cost in order to embarrass them even more. Lose or win, stand confidently like a ruler."

Millia could see that the pressure she was exerting was a little different just because she changed the way she moved.

"If you're trash, you just need to be trash. No need to respect those who humble yourself and be scum who mock them."

Villian stood by the window.

"Don't be afraid to get out. Go show your greatness to the world."

'And with that card in the throw. You're my hope as a war diversion.'

Millia bit her lip and gave Villian a black robe.

"Black robes are the pride of necromancers."

Millia said that and Villian happily accepted that.

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The first thing they should look for is a friend with great influence yet faithful.

"In the family of tier 2 necromancers, there are 3 of them whose influence is as strong as my age."

Millia said that and they saw 3 cute, beautiful and graceful girls surrounded by many other black robes.

"The brown-haired left and the green eyes, Yuri. The middle-haired purple-eyed black, Rian. The right one has black hair and gray eyes, Jihe."

"Hm.... I thought the necromancer would have black hair and black eyes like you."

Millia sighed hearing that.

"Many necromancers with black hair and eyes. That means they are from the lower classes. Just like you, red-haired and red-eyed."

Villian nodded her head in understanding.

"Also they really like to call me trash."

Villian takes 1 step away from Millia.

He looked closely at the 3 necromancers.

"Yuri and Rian are not good friends."

Villian said that and Villian looked at him.

"How do you know?"

"Apart from the necromancers who swarmed them, their syllabic friends just kept quiet while bowing their heads."

When Villian said that, Millia noticed that.

But Jihe, she doesn't even have a peer.

"Go challenge Jihe."

Millia rolled her eyes.

"Are you crazy!? Amongst the 3 of them, he was the most powerful! You want me dead!?"

Millia raised her voice and Villian smiled with a holy smile.

'Winning or losing isn't the antidote.'

Millia remembered that word.

"You're a fucking vampire!"

Millia with an annoyed feeling walked towards Jihe.

Everyone looked towards Millia the trash.

'Show me you're trash.'

Millia only believed that word.

"Hei Jihe, you look so beautiful as always. I'm the one who's this trash feels so grateful to see you."

Jihe furrowed her brows hearing that.

"What do you want, Millia."

"Do you need to be that cold? Let's fight. If I win, befriend me."

Jihe was still staring intently at Millia.

"Are you going to accept me as a friend now?"

Millia swallowed back the word.

'Did you waste the chance of being friends with him before this!?'

Villian cried out inwardly and approached Millia.

"Millia's my friend. What the hell are you doing? Let's go eat somewhere else."

[I mean: Let's rethink our plan.]

Millia nodded accepting Villian's embrace on her shoulder.

'Friends?'

That word made Jihe furrow her brows even more.

"Wait."

'I'm sure he just wants to use Millia.'

Exactly it.

Villian and Millia looked back at Jihe.

"I accepted the challenge. But, if I win, you can't be friends anymore."

"Ap-"

Villian touched Millia's shoulder to stop what she wanted.

"It's a good opportunity. You should have a fellow race. I don't have time for that."

Villian whispered and Millia's eyes trembled.

"Also he's pretty concerned about you. He feels like I'm using you right now. He's a good friend and this is your chance to show off your skills.

Go just destroy them."

Once again Villian whispered and Millia's eyes were filled with determination to win.

'What did the man do to treat Millia like that!?'

Jihe looked at Villian with a look of wanting to eat her.

"Okay, I take it."

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"It's not too late to budge, Millia."

"I can't do that. My friend as a bet."

Jihe was bluffing her teeth.

'Since when have we been friends?'

Villian suddenly felt cold behind him.

"Okay, start."

Ting!

The bells of the duel started ringing and Jihe quickly brought out a skeleton sword and only charged forward.

'I am very lousy in using skeletal swords!'

Millia closed her eyes.

"Millia, use your way!"

Millia opened her eyes when she heard Villian's voice.

The sword that wanted to hit Millia came to a halt.

"What the hell is"

The black thread that was always used to unify and control the skeleton stopped Jihe's sword.

Millia pulled the thread and Jihe's sword instantly shattered.

Jihe stepped back from her place.

"I, Millia, 2nd degree family scum. Happy acquaintance."

Millia said that with a horrible smile on her face.

Unlike the necromancer who was extremely adept with bones, Millia was terrible with it.

That's why he's nicknamed the necromancer trash.

But there is one thing he does not realize.

'Destroy it.'

That word made Millia know of her potential.

"Why control it when I can destroy them?"

Sweat ran down Jihe's cheeks and tried to make a new sword.

Crash it!

It shattered into pieces once again.

How many times did the pound Jihe make her sword, it was all destroyed by Millia easily.

Millia's thread grew more and more and bound Jihe.

More precisely, it bound Jihe's bones together until she couldn't move.

If Jihe moved, her bones would be shattered like all her other swords.

"I'm giving up."

Millia smiled and removed all the threads.

"jihe lost? It can't be! What can that trash do?"

"What what the fuck?"

"I'm sure he's cheating!"

All who watched booed and cursed Millia even though she won.

'Don't bow your head occasionally.'

Millia wanted to lower her head but held herself back after remembering that.

Plaque, plaque, plaque.

Of all the scorn he received, he heard applause.

He saw where the voice came from. It was the vampire he was helping.

The vampire smiled and raised his thumb at Millia.

Tears flowed from Millia's eyes and she raised her right hand a sign of victory.

Not caring about all the scorn, he was the winner today. He was not allowed to bow down that day.

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Millia immediately ran to hug Villian who was in front of her. And that moment in soft feeling in Villian's chest.

Although Villian looks like a man, her body has not changed at all. It's just an illusion.

"Vill, you, girl?"

Villian scratched his cheek.

They went to a restaurant where they could chat in a mess.

"So I'm a girl and I'm actually human. I'm just borrowing the abilities of the vampire king's sister. My name is Villian, welcome."

The two necromancers who were with him opened their mouths in disbelief. But after seeing Villian's real figure, they must believe.

"Well, no, you're so weak even to humans."

Villian just smiled while looking the other way.

Bang out!

Their doors opened violently.

"Villian, you really did it, huh?"

A large-bodied man with sweat all over his body, walked over to Villian.

The 2 necromancers naturally knew who that man was.

'King werewolf!?'

The man did not even glance at them.

"Ha, hi Regis. It seems to take a day for you to follow me this time."

Villian greeted while evading Regis' stinging gaze.

'Who exactly are we just getting to know this?'

The 2 necromancers began to think not to upset Villian.

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Serialize................