Fortunately, Andrew would never find out about this. Otherwise, he'd definitely be furious. Although the situation had been urgent and there had been no other way, I still secretly plotted against him and made him fall in love with me.
Angela thought to herself. Before this, she had never considered whether Andrew was willing. To her, she had always been the most important person; sacrificing others was nothing, especially since not only Andrew had made sacrifices—she had too.
"But enough of that, Angela. I never expected you to be such a tsundere."
Andrew shook his head and said with a smile. Angela snorted and said, "That was the old me. I'm completely different now. Once this is all over, come to my castle. We'll stay there for a hundred years or so and enjoy ourselves properly."
"A hundred years? I'd be a dried-up husk by then, wouldn't I?"
Andrew quipped. Then, he got up from the ground, carried Angela on his back, and said, "You haven't known me for just one day. How could I possibly stay by one woman's side for a hundred years?
Angela, you're a Demon Queen. I'm sure you're not that old-fashioned. Let's spend a month enjoying ourselves, then part on good terms.
Of course, if you're still interested in the future, we can have some friendly matches. I wouldn't mind."
Angela was dumbfounded. How could this be? Why was this guy still a scumbag? Wasn't he supposed to become a faithful, good man after putting on the Ring?
Angela could not help shouting, "Andrew, you weren't like this in the Illusion Realm. You treated me incredibly well."
"You just said it yourself—that was the old me. I had my innocent days too. I wasn't born a scumbag."
Andrew shrugged and said with a wistful expression,