Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start?

Chapter 386: Chapter382-Am I a Former Husband Now?



The Lord of Celestial God Palace couldn't understand why, after that incident, Ferola seemed so unaffected.

She, on the other hand, felt increasingly repelled by Ferola's presence!

After being scolded by the Lord of Celestial God Palace, Ferola responded with a cold expression, "Don't flatter yourself. I simply had a question to ask you."

"Hah, you're just a shameless flirt!" The Lord of Celestial God Palace dismissed her words, mentally branding her with the label.

"A flirt? If I'm a flirt, then everyone in your Celestial God Palace must be one too!" Ferola shot back with her usual icy demeanor.

As the two women began to argue once more, Owen paid no attention to their bickering or to the countless murmurs of admiration and curiosity from those around him.

...

Initially, Owen had not intended to activate the bloodline of the Primordial Chaos Body against the Lord Forbidden Zone.

After all, it was one of his trump cards, something he wanted to reserve for future battles against stronger foes.

But the Lord Forbidden Zone had chosen the worst possible moment to provoke him-when his mood was already at its lowest.

Fueled by frustration, Owen used the foe as a punching bag to vent his emotions, obliterating him completely.

...

Meanwhile, in the Pure Land, many mages celebrated the defeat of the Lord Forbidden Zone, but their joy was short-lived.

Their expressions soon grew grim, for they understood that this was only the beginning.

Behind the Lord Forbidden Zone stood even more terrifying entities, including the four Ancient Gods.

These gods were notoriously prideful. Upon learning of the Lord Forbidden Zone's death, they would undoubtedly retaliate-whether out of revenge or to restore the reputation of the Forbidden Zone.

Not only Owen but also the Azure Kingdom and everyone associated with him would likely face unparalleled pressure.

...

Yet, Owen wasn't focused on the threat of retaliation from the Forbidden Zone or the awakening of the Ancient Gods. His thoughts revolved entirely around Leslie.

The system had already issued its mission: to help Leslie awaken her Dark Heart within three years to ensure her survival.

This raised a series of pressing questions.

How could he help Leslie awaken her Dark Heart?

And how could he ensure her safety in the process?

...

Frowning deeply, Owen paced back and forth between Ferola and the Lord of Celestial God Palace.

The two women stopped their argument and stared at him, puzzled by his restless demeanor. Owen, however, remained lost in thought.

In the original storyline, Leslie was nominally the eldest daughter of Duke Charles's household. Her journey into darkness began with her quest for vengeance against her mother's killers. After achieving her revenge, she walked further down the path of the ultimate antagonist.

Anyone who stood in her way was mercilessly eradicated.

Eventually, she even destroyed the Forbidden Zone, which had been a terror to countless mages. Her ruthless dominance turned her into a nightmare for everyone.

But in the original story, Leslie's descent into villainy felt abrupt, as though it was her inevitable destiny. Regardless of the catalyst, she would always become the ultimate villain.

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"Is this the fate the system was hinting at?" Owen sighed.

In the original story, Leslie's transformation into a villain seemed predetermined. Yet his presence had altered her trajectory. She had fallen for him, and that affection had softened her, restraining her from becoming the cold, unfeeling force she was meant to be.

Her emotional connection to him had paused her descent into darkness.

Owen clenched his fists, his expression conflicted. He hadn't realized until now that he was the primary obstacle preventing Leslie from fulfilling her fate as the ultimate antagonist.

...

Resolving to break her current fate and help her awaken her Dark Heart, Owen understood that drastic measures would be necessary. And the most significant catalyst for her transformation... could only be himself.

...

After a long pause, Owen's thoughts solidified.

He couldn't allow Leslie to lose herself, even if it meant becoming the cold and ruthless villain of the original story. She was still his wife. That bond, forged across lifetimes, would never change. They were bound together for eternity.

With a deep breath, Owen resolved to help Leslie awaken her Dark Heart within three years. A plan began to take shape in his mind.

...

Not long after, under the watchful gazes of Ferola and the Lord of Celestial God Palace,

Owen's expression calmed.

"Let's go," he said, turning to leave.

"Where are we going?" asked the Lord of Celestial God Palace curiously.

"Emerald Dreamscape," Owen replied.

The matters at Skyline Gorge had been resolved, and it was time to check on Ysera and Leslie.

Before leaving, Owen glanced at the Lord of Celestial God Palace and added, "You can leave if you want. I've already gotten what I needed. As for your grandfather's arrangements, I'll pretend they don't exist."

The Lord of Celestial God Palace quickly shook her head. "Owen, my grandfather instructed me to follow you. No matter where you go, I'll follow-even if it means death."

Owen raised an eyebrow at her sudden determination. Wasn't this the same person who had been reluctant to accompany him before?

"Suit yourself," he said, shrugging. "If you're so eager to follow, then come along."

...

He then turned to Ferola, offering a polite smile. "It's been a pleasure working with you. You're free to leave now. Perhaps we'll have the chance to collaborate again."

To his surprise, Ferola shook her head. "Owen, since our collaboration went so well, I'd rather stick with you for a while. The outside world is far too dangerous. I feel much safer by your

side."

Owen inwardly sighed. She might feel safe, but her presence made him uneasy.

Feigning indifference, he asked, "Why the sudden change of heart? Be honest-I want to

know the real reason."

Ferola's eyes sparkled mischievously as she leaned closer with a playful smile. "Isn't it obvious? I've taken a liking to you! Marry me, and I'll offer you half the Howling Mountains

as a dowry."

Owen stared at her, unamused.

Ferola's fondness for cutting deals was well-known, and her proposal smelled like another of

her schemes.

Besides, Owen doubted anyone could genuinely fall for him so quickly-there had to be moren/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

to her intentions.