The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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Of all people the original owner could have offended, he had to provoke the protagonist.

I'm so withdrawn!

No matter what you do, they're going to die. I'm speechless.

He wanted to resolve Helena's hatred, but he couldn't make Helena fall in love with him.

hiss,

Perhaps we can still start with diaries.

In the diary he forged himself,

He portrayed himself as too positive, too devoted, too much of a simp, too pitiful, and too gentle!

If he portrayed himself as a bit sleazy, bad, perverted, or like a colonel, perhaps Helena would calm down and examine herself more closely.

After all, no normal person could possibly fall for a perverted freak with unusual fetishes, no matter how good-looking, handsome, or loving that freak is to you.

Let me give you an example.

For example, your girlfriend is very beautiful and willing to satisfy any position you want, but she happens to be a die-hard fan of Li Moumou.

Send her an emoji of him shaking hands with Wu Moumou.

If you dare to mess with her work, you're touching her sore spot.

Then that day, she suddenly changed her personality, took a knife, and tearfully killed her boyfriend for her.

I'm asking you, you've spent time, emotions, and money, yet you still can't compare to her. Aren't you wronged?

So, if Leon were to portray himself as this kind of extreme, hidden psychopath...

In this way, he should be able to avoid Helena developing those kinds of thoughts about him.

Ok……

After careful consideration,

Leon thought this method was feasible.

Just do it,

Leon promptly got up and prepared to go to the study to revise his diary.

At this moment, all he could do was pray in his heart.

Helena has not yet seen her diary.

otherwise,

Then I really can't escape her love, which is as heavy and morbid as a mountain.

That kind of love, where someone is willing to give you their whole heart, is truly great.

Leon just couldn't stand it!!!

however,

What Leon didn't know was that,

It was too late.

At that moment, Helena was in the study reading his diary.

Before his transmigration, Leon's writing was terrible; even if he wrote a web novel, he could only portray a struggling nobody. His writing skills were indeed lacking.

However, since she is the female lead in the story, and the logic of Leon's story is quite good, this kind of tragic love story, although painful to watch, has a kind of addictive feeling that gets more and more interesting the more you watch it.

Helena got hooked and couldn't stop.

[September 20th, 293rd year of the Ferran calendar, Tuesday, cloudy]

This afternoon, Helena tried the new drug, which contained a highly toxic substance, for the first time.

Immediately after drinking it, her body became extremely hot, and she began to convulse in pain.

I held her tightly, letting her scratch and bite me.

I don't know how much time passed; all I know is that by the time she calmed down, it was already dark.

Her face, which was etched into my very bones, turned as pale as a sheet of paper, and her body was as stiff as a wax figure, exuding a chilling coldness like frozen snow.

She didn't make it; her heart stopped beating.

Right now, she's lying right next to me. Looking at her is just like fifteen years ago when I looked at my mother sleeping inside through the transparent crystal coffin.

My hand holding the pen trembled uncontrollably, and the words appeared to me as if through a misty fog.

That's when I realized that my eyes were already blurred with tears.

When I was little, my mother would always tell me interesting fairy tales before I went to bed.

One day I asked her, "Will I ever meet a girl from a fairy tale?"

She sighed softly and smiled bitterly, "If one day I yearn to become a knight in shining armor, then that girl should appear."

She has indeed shown up now.

Helena, she's the girl I long to be a knight for, to protect forever.

I love her.

She is a fantasy that shattered the Milky Way and fell into my dream.

In my dark and lonely years,

The only starlight that has passed through and will remain forever.

But I was too stupid; I couldn't grasp that light.

Her slender, frail body trembled slightly.

Helena's eyes were a little red.

Her delicate, beautiful hands gently closed the diary.

She leaned weakly against the wall and collapsed onto the ground.

The dark marble floor felt unusually cold tonight.

Helena has a tragic past.

His father was originally a Holy Knight in the Church of the God of Justice.

Fifteen years ago, during the war against the dragons, they were lost at the front lines.

Her mother was already in poor health.

After learning that his father had probably died in battle...

He became despondent and died in despair.

Helena lost her parents at a young age. She had no other siblings and survived only thanks to the care of her neighbor.

Truly, besides her neighbor Anna, Leon is the second person in this world who has made her feel warmth.

Before I saw this diary

Without understanding the reasons behind this,

She never would have imagined that...

Leon, he really,

So gentle...

Just as Helena was moved, her spirituality was suddenly touched.

immediately,

Helena's entire body suddenly tensed up, her face filled with caution.

There's someone at the study door!

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Chapter Fifteen Trouble

Oops!

I was so focused on the diary entries that I didn't pay attention to staying alert.

With a creak, the door opened a crack.

The light from the outside corridor seeped into the dark study through the gaps.

Helena curled up tightly, her small body crouching behind the desk, holding Leon's diary in her arms.

By the time Helena realized what was happening, the target was already outside the door, so there was no way she could escape, not even a chance to put the diary back in its place.

The sound of slippers clattering on the marble floor grew closer; the person outside had entered the room.

Snapped!

A crisp snap of fingers echoed through the dark room.

The snapping of fingers stopped abruptly.

The wall lamps on the walls and the chandelier on the ceiling all turned on automatically, instantly dispelling the darkness in the study.

What the hell!

Leon looked at his still-raised right hand with surprise on his face.

This was the first time he had used his skills since he transmigrated here.

Leon is a born extraordinary being, and all born extraordinary beings possess an innate talent or skill.

Leon's innate skill is "fire control," which means manipulating flames.

Therefore, the professions that Leon is suitable to cultivate are mage and alchemist. Leon has studied both of these, but he majors in mage and is most proficient in fire magic.

That's so cool!

If I had such a cool superpower in the modern world...

So, when flirting with girls, you can perform a finger flick to light a cigarette.

That scene was incredibly pretentious.

Sitting on the sofa in the study, Leon poured himself a cup of tea.

The tea had gone cold, but that didn't affect its deliciousness at all.

After all, this is a luxurious royal palace, and the tea that appears in Prince Leon's teapot must be something extraordinary.

However, Leon's movements suddenly froze after taking just one sip of tea.

Because he noticed a detail that he had overlooked.

strange!

Am I remembering wrong? Why isn't the study door locked?

Obviously...

Leon clearly remembered that he locked the door when he left the study today!

What does this mean?

What does this mean!

It's terrifying to think about.

Leon's legs suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably.

This means Helena was here!

but……