Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 135

(EP-135.2) Exam Time #3

135 – Imps And Exam Time #3

Phishung, phishung, phishung.

“Ggyak-!”

“Hik-!”

“Geek-!”

Three magic bullets accurately flew towards the Imps. Upon contact, they were immediately knocked down on the ground, wriggling in pain.

“Something, something hit...! My butt hurts...!”

It was something I’d noticed while being with Marmar, but it seemed that Imps were not very good in terms of combat.

Why did Solomon bother creating such insignificant beings?

Was he simply bored?

“If you don’t want to end up in pain again, behave yourselves.”

I gathered the tails of the fallen Imps and tied them with a nearby fence rope.

Perhaps it was because they were hurt by my magic, but the Imps didn’t resist and simply wriggled.

“Re, release me at once...! If you don’t stop this act of hate towards Imps, you shall face the wrath of Demon King Angmar...!”

“I, I have a phobia of ropes.... Please release me....”

“Garuerue....”

It felt like everything was a lie until just now.

They talked really big to those who showed kindness like Marmar, but stammered in front of those who firmly stood their ground.

Were these little devils?

It was both unbelievable and infuriating that these b¡tches ruined the Fairy Paradise that Marmar worked so hard to cultivate.

Now angry, I asked with a ferocious voice.

“You, what’s with this Red Propaganda Unit bullsh¡t? If you don’t tell me the truth, I’ll pluck your tails off.”

“Hieek...! No, not the tail...!”

“Then tell me the truth.”

“Keuuu....”

Tartar cautiously looked at me.

I tightly grabbed her star-shaped tail. As I did, Tartar let out a shriek and started sobbing uncontrollably.

“T-t-the star-shaped tail is a once-in-a-lifetime tail...! You can’t pull it out...! I’ll tell the truth...!”

Soon, the other Imps also burst into tears.

I wondered if this was all fake crying to try and fool me, but it didn’t seem like that. It did really feel like they were crying for fear that their tails might get ripped off.

This was how valuable their tails were to them.

Thinking about how Marmar pulled out her own tail for me, I couldn’t help but be especially grateful. It was such a big deal, yet she still did it without hesitation.

I asked the crying Imps.

“W-We are imps who escaped from a prison facility... We wandered around and eventually ended up in Arc. We survived by rummaging through trash bins, and that’s when we met Marmar....”

“Then what about those things with the Demon King, about you being a team leader of some unit, are those all lies?”

“Y, yes.... We wanted to live a comfortable life using Marmar....”

Scaring them really made them honest.