After the Villainess Proposed to Me

The slave market issue came to a conclusion.

All the slave owners affiliated with the Blessing Witch committed suicide, and the Demon Duke, the mastermind behind the scenes, was easily crushed by the ruler, Witch Litia, without putting up any resistance.

The remaining human slaves were liberated by Litia and relocated to a small human village next to the Dark Elf city managed by Sylvie on the second layer.

Because the dark elves are demons descended from fallen elves, they have a rare human-like appearance and a friendly attitude towards humans.

They were the best choice for overseeing human territories.

The first and second floors of the palace were originally intended by Litia for the resettlement of humans. She assigned Sylvie to manage the second floor because, as a former goddess, Sylvie was most familiar with managing human affairs and strategies.

The noble mother and daughter who were being sold became merchants in the village, leading a peaceful life.

The fallen lord’s daughter and her sister managed various affairs within the village, bringing order and organization.

Humans talented in magic maintained and repaired various human villages and even magical equipment for the Dark Elves. Many Dark Elf women treated them as service workers, having them repair magical items at their homes, but they still eagerly pursued these Dark Elves.

Although licking dogs do not end well, it was still much better than the previously exhausting 996 life.

The chosen hero, who abandoned the Goddess’s faith and lost his power, was left with only a few years of life after a backlash, but he finally married his childhood sweetheart and prepared to spend the rest of his days in leisure and happiness.

Seeing that the human slaves were properly settled, Wu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression soon turned serious.

My wife has her methods.

In the past, if there was a fierce confrontation between demons and humans, at least the crisis of national annihilation could unite people in various territories.

Now if the witches all adopt a soft policy, win over some groups and suppress others, humanity will be in danger!

Wu Chen hoped that defeated humans would be well taken care of, but he also wished that other witches wouldn’t adopt Litia’s policy of appeasement.

His conflicted feelings caused him to waver, in the end he could only sigh helplessly.

Ultimately, only the prosperity and strength of humanity could prevent these seemingly tragic and ridiculous problems from arising.

So, for the sake of humanity, I’ve decided… to intensify my efforts to conquer the witches!

Wu Chen turned and looked at Litia in the distance.

The gap between enemies and allies was too great. Even with the aid of the players, humanity could not fend off the demon invasion.

Cultural victories, military victories, technological victories—each seemed increasingly unlikely.

In the end, it was his own extremely unorthodox methods that had allowed him to defeat the demon forces in the game.

To save humanity, Wu Chen decided to sacrifice his body to the witches.

“There’s no choice. Sacrificing myself for the happiness of countless others, I am prepared!”

Everything is for saving humanity; it’s not that I’m craving the witch’s body!

Wu Chen’s eyes were filled with the determination to sacrifice himself to save all humanity as he stepped towards Litia.

“Wife~~!”

He waved and called out to Litia.

“Hey! Sylvie is still here! Didn’t I tell you not to call me that when others are around!”

Litia rushed over and covered Wu Chen’s mouth.

“So, when we’re alone, I can call you wife?”

“Sure… Ugh, no, of course not! Almost got tricked by you.”

Litia glared at Wu Chen.

“Don’t you want to inherit the Mother Goddess’s powers?”

“Litia, time waits for no one. If a successor to the Mother Goddess is not found and the Creator Goddess awakens, everything will be over.”

“According to the task assigned by the Mother Goddess, I should leave you now and search for another suitable successor witch. But do you know why I stayed and haven’t left?”

Wu Chen said, lifting Litia’s delicate shoulders.

“Wh-why!?”

Litia tried to struggle.

But because the force was enough to break all of Wu Chen’s bones, the ring nullified the damage, making it impossible for her to escape his grasp.

“Because I like you. I want to marry Litia. I hope you become the new Mother Goddess, not some other witch!”

Wu Chen said with ’emotion’ as he naturally embraced her.

“Th-thank you?”

Struck by such a direct approach, Litia, with no experience in romance, was momentarily dazed and confused.

“Hmph, all men are just the same…”

Nearby, Sylvie watched the embracing couple with a disdainful sneer.

She wasn’t sure who the mysterious man was, but since Litia called him an ally and he was powerful, she could only observe from a distance and refrain from intervening.

After all, she was merely Litia’s subordinate, and meddling in her superior’s romantic affairs was unwise.

“This guy’s sweet talk to Litia is just like that other man’s. Are all men like this…”

Watching Wu Chen sweet-talk Litia, Sylvie was suddenly reminded of her bittersweet and nostalgic memories.

Once a noble elven goddess, she had spent her life worrying about the safety of the elven race, working tirelessly with no thought of romance.

Until that man appeared before her.

The rules set by the Creator Goddess forbade her from refusing requests from “Apostles of the Gods.”

Therefore, many of these Apostles attempted to pursue her using this privilege.

She would set almost impossible tasks, and those bothersome suitors, buzzing around like flies, would eventually disappear.

Only that man, no matter how impossible the tasks she set, would always return having completed them.

And during those moments alone after task submission, he would shower her with various sweet words.

“Brave human lord, I am very pleased with the tasks you have completed. What reward do you desire?”

After completing a task, she was obligated to grant a corresponding reward.

“Goddess, did you know? I’ve always had a wish to marry a beautiful and virtuous elf.”

“You have done much for the elven race. I can introduce you to a suitable candidate in my capacity as a goddess. A hero like you would surely be liked by many of our women.”

“Really? That’s great! I actually have a favorite elf I hope you can introduce me to.”

The man, clad in full armor, expressed his excitement.

“Tell me her name, and I will make the introduction.”

“Sylvie, the Elven Goddess Sylvie.”

“?”

The man’s sudden words left her momentarily stunned.

“My favorite elf, Goddess Sylvie, can you introduce her to me?”

“Human, you are playing with fire.”

Her voice turned cold, feeling as if she was being mocked.

“No, I’m just speaking the truth.”

“My wish is to marry a beautiful and virtuous elf. You perfectly meet my needs.”

“Wh-what…”

“Leave immediately! Take back your rude words, or I will call the elven guards to expel you!”

Sylvie’s face turned red with anger, her pride as a goddess nearly faltering.

Ah, poor naive self who was easily swayed by that man’s intense sweet attacks.

As their encounters increased, she was completely captivated and utterly fallen for him.

Furthermore, the cooperation with him led to the successful eradication of numerous elf slave trafficking rings within human territories, greatly enhancing elven safety.

Even the members of the elven race, who had a strong prejudice against other races, were fully supportive of the marriage.

Her feelings for him were genuine, and public opposition was entirely eliminated.

Everything was ready, only waiting for the final push.

Finally, one day, the man made his final move.

“Sylvie, could I ask you to make a pair of wedding rings for me? It’s very important to me.”

The man skillfully embraced her, whispering romantic words into her ear.

“I’m willing.”

Sylvie suppressed her inner joy, nodding with a calm and slightly shy demeanor in response to his “proposal.”

Afterward, using the various precious materials collected by the man and the elven race’s most precious treasure, the “Forest Jade,” she forged rings for the divine marriage.

That night, when she presented the rings, she asked the man for his true name.

“‘Morning Star’ is just a title, right? Can you tell me your real name? After all, we’ll be… in that kind of relationship from now on.”

The noble goddess now seemed as innocent as a pure child.

“Indeed, it’s just a title. My real name… uh… call me Wu Chen. That’s my real name.”

“Wu Chen? It’s a name with the style of the Huang Empire. I didn’t expect you to be a human from the Huang Empire. No wonder you have no reverence for goddesses.”

“Hmm, Wu Chen, I’ll remember.”

Sylvie murmured her future husband’s name in her heart.

At that time, her naive self thought she had found someone worthy of a lifetime commitment.

However, after she crafted the most precious wedding rings and gave them to him, holding back her anticipation and joy, waiting for him to propose, he disappeared without a trace and was never seen again.

Why did you abandon me!? Why did you deceive me!?

“Wu Chen! Why!?”

“Were the words you told me all lies!”

In the depths of her sorrowful memories, Sylvie couldn’t help but cry out the man’s real name.

“Hmm? Who’s calling me?”

Wu Chen, who had been sweet-talking Litia, instinctively turned around upon hearing his name.

At that moment, his confused gaze met the angry, bewildered, nostalgic, and pained eyes of the dark elf empress, Sylvie.

“Wu Chen? Is, is that… you?”

At that moment, the figure of the man in Sylvie’s eyes overlapped with Wu Chen, and her voice trembled.

“This is bad…”

Wu Chen’s face went pale, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

He never expected to be exposed so easily here.

I thought this was just a game; who would have thought this world was real!

Ah, I’m doomed!