Transmigrated as a Fat villain: All heroines are after me

Chapter 106 - 142- Goddess Estelle

"Estelle, are you aware that you’re touching another woman’s husband’s bare body?"

The words jolted Estelle, causing her to recoil abruptly, a surge of surprise rushing through her as she realized the audacity of her actions—touching another person, especially a man, and at that, his bare skin.

"I-I..." Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at her own hands, just moments ago supporting him by holding his hands and shoulders.

"It’s alright, no need to apologize", Zeph, standing calmly, ran his hand through his hair, feeling a sense of relief from the sudden stumilus that had stirred his internal demon.

’Shut up, you Bastard. I couldn’t care less about you,’ Estelle’s mind raced with thoughts of the consequences had her father or family witnessed the intimate act.

Her entire new life would have been shattered.

She shuddered at the thought of the young man’s potential death at the hands of her grandfather if he had seen her holding a Zeph’s bare skin.

Despite her finding him irritating or her indifference toward him, the idea of his life being endangered due to her, was last thing she wanted.

The implications of this incident would have led to the man disappearing into the depths of the ocean.

Reason, He was a human and half naked at that, making Estelle’s rash actions triggering her grandfather’s wrath.

Estelle felt a rising sense of unease contemplating the repercussions of her recklessness. She feared the return of those restrictions, knowing Zeph’s influence on this world’s fate might mean she’d never have another chance to encounter him, if he died in this life somehow

’Sigh, now it feels good’, Standing still, Zeph felt a wave of relief as his inner turmoil subsided — his roaring dragon calming down once more.

badump

A sudden thump in his chest made Zeph snap out of his reverie.

’what’s with this feeling’

He turned left, realizing a woman with caramel hair and captivating emerald eyes was gazing at him, wearing a soft smile.

Thalia’s hand slowly slipped away from his, trailing down to his wrist, then palm, before interlocking their fingers.

"It’s alright, Zeph. Let’s find a way out of here first"

"We will, Thalia", Zeph returned her smile, overwhelmed by her care, but puzzled by this newfound ability of his.

Despite Thalia’s comforting presence, his intuition continued to ring alarm bells, urging him to not look in his left,’ Guess, it has some issue’

He could clearly see, there was nothing in his left except beautiful Thalia looking at him with care and affection.

Intuition was an ability acquired from Thalia through Nexus, making it his ability with control over its deactivation,’ Just turn off for now’

"Estelle, let’s head to your home", Turning towards her with a smile understanding that Seraphina too needed to refile her energy, he directed the barrier toward a specific direction, accelerating swiftly.

"Wait", Estelle, noticing something amiss, turned to Zeph, making him turn towards her, she continued "How do you know my name?"

Zeph froze, realizing his error in haste. He hadn’t considered that using her name might raise suspicions.

’ I will just handle him after my return’, thinking about the person who was about to save him from this situation he decided to deal with him once he returned academy.

"Hursen mentioned it," he replied in a composed tone, trying to act as genuine as possible.

Estelle recalled Hursen also being in second-year, though he’d always been an introvert, often avoiding interactions.

"I see," she responded, slightly perplexed by the connection between him and Hursen.

Seizing an opportunity to create distance between himself and Estelle, Zeph added, "He also mentioned you’re his fiancée," watching her closely, well aware of their minimal interaction and hoping to gain the upper hand in their conversation.

"Is that so?" Estelle turned toward Zeph, her eyes widening.

’Will you look at that’, Knowing Hursen for so long in various lives, she couldn’t ignore the deceit woven into Zeph’s words,’Lying with straight face, aren’t you’

’but why’, Yet, she felt perplexed by his attempt to avoid her.

Unaware of Estelle’s true story, Zeph only knew her as a villainess who’d acted recklessly, causing her family’s sacrifice and even killing Hursen at the end.

His intentions to distance himself from her were meant to sever any ties from a Villainess, not realizing it could only bond them further by fueling Estelle’s interest.

"Oh, He’s a good friend of mine too," Thalia interjected, utilizing her familiarity with Rihane Valhale who had connections across their classroom, and knowing well how to use Rihane to support her claim.

"Really?" Estelle’s face displayed confusion. She couldn’t fathom the reason behind Thalia’s elaborate lie for this man who was like a mystery to her.

"By the way, Zeph, right?" Estelle addressed him, confirming his name. Receiving a nod from him, she inquired, "You’re both second-year students. Why are you here in the middle of the ocean?"

Estelle found it odd for them to be away from the academy during normal days, especially considering the strict regulations.

"We were chased by figures in black attire," Thalia informed Estelle, feeling it necessary to warn her in case those pursuers returned.

’don’t tell me’, Already familiar with that description, Estelle realized the figures were likely members of the Obsidian Order, a conclusion further solidified by Zeph’s abilities, which even she found challenging to comprehend.

Understanding the Obsidian Order’s motives—eliminating powerful individuals who refused to join them.

Despite her desire to inquire, Estelle refrained from asking Zeph whether he had rejected the Order’s offer, making them come after him.

She didn’t want to involve these people in her struggle, unaware that the man in front of her would become the center of her struggles.

"It’s okay, I’ll protect you," Estelle declared with determination, her gaze fixed on a distant point coming into view, "We’ve reached Thallasar’s First Gate," she announced.

Zeph turned to behold a colossal city wall adorned with bluish inscriptions, shining brightly in the moonlit ocean—a sight that drew everyone’s attention.

"Beautiful," a melodious voice broke his contemplation.

Turning to Thalia, he noticed her emerald eyes reflecting the radiance of Thallasar, appreciating the kingdom’s grandeur.

However, Zeph intervened, "You should see the Hedrian Kingdom; it’s like heaven"

’This shit’, Estelle’s expression twisted upon hearing Zeph’s words, sensing his hidden talents,’ he definitely know, how to piss me off’

Seeing him glance at Thalia, she swiftly placed her hand on his shoulder, intending to confront him.

But before she could speak—

BANG!

Startled, all of them turned their attention to a figure pressed against their barrier, his face smudged and distorted against the transparent surface.

"Fuck, my eyes!" Zeph grimaced, finding the sight more repulsive than his own burned face, exacerbated by the man’s distorted appearance on the glass-like barrier.

"NO! Goddess Estelle, don’t touch that filthy Human!" The man, wide-eyed, shouted upon seeing Estelle’s hand on Zeph’s shoulder, seemingly appalled.

"Who are you to instruct me?" Estelle’s face contorted in annoyance at the presence of this unknown man.

"I am your priest, Goddess," the man’s eyes teared up, unable to comprehend his benevolent deity not recognizing his humble existence.

"So, it’s you!", Estelle had always been puzzled by the unsolved mystery of being hailed as a goddess in every previous life of hers.

The title had stuck since her arrival in Thallasar during her third year at the academy.

Now, she realized this man was likely the source,’Should just get rid of this piece of shit’ igniting a strong desire to eliminate him.

"Are you from the Ethereal Goddess Organisation?" Zeph intervened, recognizing the man’s potential significance.

While he had no interest in joining a psychopathic organization that declared various women like Thalia, Alisia, Estelle etc. as goddesses in future, his curiosity lay in their information network.

Throughout the novel, they’d shown a deep-rooted obsession, even using handwriting of heroines as their secret heirlooms.

Zeph sought details about those heroines that were not mentioned in the novels.

For instance, details like a heroine’s favorite perfume or preferred color wouldn’t be mentioned in a novel, and Zeph needed such specifics to attract their attention.

He was definitely in love with Thalia that’s what motivated his desire to protect her and garner support to confront the impending crisis of the Hidden Realm, even if he had to sacrifice his body to those heroines for their support.

"What!? You know about us?" The man expressed astonishment, recognizing a potential ally. Turning toward Estelle, he speculated, "Are you a devotee of Goddess Estelle?"

" This —", Zeph, scratching his chin, felt bewildered, unable to find the right words before being abruptly interrupted by a loud noise.

BANG

BOOM

The man was flung several feet, crashing into a wall after Estelle delivered a swift kick, her face contorted with irritation at the repeated references of that word before her name.

"Say that again and you’re fucking dead!" Estelle’s threat was laced with venom.

GULP

Even Zeph, considering agreeing with the man to learn more about his religion, swallowed his words, realizing Estelle’s stern expression allowed no room for negotiation,’ Instead I could just stalk Heroines myself’

Ignoring the man embedded in the wall, they proceeded through the doors, leaving behind his smiling face—content with receiving a kick from his goddess’s legs.

WHOOSH

As they journeyed within the gates, Seraphina transformed into a sword, melding into Zeph’s wrist, forming a tattoo.

"What’s this artifact?" Estelle’s sudden inquiry prompted Zeph to turn towards her direction, puzzled by her question.

Estelle’s widened eyes fixated on the bracelet in Zeph’s hand, an item that should have rightfully belonged to the Sword Master of Vendal, if her memory serves right.

She turned to Zeph, realization dawning upon her; this man was concealing more than he let on.

"Oh, this? I have mana issues, that’s why," Zeph casually explained, displaying the bracelet without hesitation, unwilling to reject any of Estelle’s assumptions.

His reasoning stemmed from the fear of the obsessed old man, who not only cherished every word from his granddaughter but also went to the extent of monitoring Zeph’s every movement since he had entered his domain.

In this moment, Zeph simply wished to focus on the reason behind his presence here.

As they reached a massive gate leading to a grand hall, they came to a halt.

Crieeekkkk~

The gate began to open, and Zeph prepared himself to encounter an individual holding a title akin to an Archmage.

However, just as the gate was opening, Thalia’s voice echoed, causing Zeph to freeze in place.

" Zeph, we are half Naked, Right?"