The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 58 (Patreon)

Chapter 58

Ling Chunann glanced at the enthusiastic proposal from the dragon. "Managing one of you is exhausting enough."

The dragon's smile brightened even more, nodding repeatedly. "Darling is right. We'll both take care of ourselves. I'll behave in the future and won't make you tired."

098: "..." It seemed to see a tail wagging behind someone, feeling embarrassed.

As the first human empire, the Lan Empire, though not constantly engulfed in warfare, had its borders constantly threatened by orcs.

The students of the Imperial Royal Academy were sent to the Northern Frontier, where the fighting was most intense.

The Northern Frontier was covered in snow all year round, and it was the gathering place of the Snow Wolf Clan. The werewolves loved war and wished to spread it across the continent. In the original story, the male protagonist rose to prominence in this war, relying on his modern knowledge of warfare and his good luck to win the favor of the Snow Wolf Clan chief's daughter. With internal and external cooperation, he led the Lan Empire to defeat the Snow Wolf Clan and became a great hero of the empire.

However, this time was different. Under the arrangement of the Crown Prince, General Kurus replaced the leader of the Imperial Academy team.

General Kurus's talents far surpassed those of the mediocre Rod, who had lost his unique luck. Rod had become nothing more than an ordinary person with no distinguishing features apart from his combat prowess. Ling Chunann pressed him down firmly.

But under the influence of the plot, Rod still encountered the sister from the werewolf chieftain's family.

"Host, what are you doing?" Watching his host crouched behind the straw without any dignity, 098 felt an urge to facepalm. How did the host become more and more childish?

"Hush." Ling Chunann said to 098, holding a memory stone in his hand. "The male lead seems to be quite good at flirting."

At this moment, not far away, Rod was already close to the charming and petite werewolf girl. Ling Chunann's eyes sparkled. "He's getting closer."

098: "..." Should it remind the host that the dragon was watching behind him?

But soon, 098's concern disappeared. Ling Chunann was earnestly recording, suddenly being hugged from behind. When he turned his head, his mouth was covered.

"098! Why didn't you remind me?" Ling Chunann was kissed and caressed, and his first reaction upon coming to his senses was to question 098.

098's voice was innocent. "Host, by the time I noticed him, he was already behind you, and I didn't have time."

But Ling Chunann had no mind to listen to its explanation. He hurriedly tried to push away the man's hand, but in such a short time, the man had already undone his pants.

No matter how high Ling Chunann's magical level was, his physique couldn't compare to that of the dragon, who was not human. "Mmm... stop it, there are people over there."

"Darling, you didn't say that here." The man whispered softly in Ling Chunann's ear.

The movement of the man's hand made Ling Chunann groan softly. He was somewhat embarrassed and angry. "Shut up!"

At this moment, the snow on the pile in front of them rustled down.

"Who's there?" The male protagonist's vigilant voice came.

Then there were the faint footsteps. Ling Chunann glared at the dragon, about to speak, but the man's hands became restless again. Ling Chunann gasped and quickly closed his mouth to suppress the sound about to come out.

By now, the male protagonist had walked to the other side of the haystack in front of them. His eyes were sharp as he looked around, pausing at the spot where the snow had just slid down.

"Is someone there?" The timid voice of the werewolf girl came from nearby.

Rod glanced at the pile of snow and turned back. "It's just snow sliding down."

After exchanging some whispers, the two left one after the other.

Ling Chunann was carried back to the tent by the dragon the next morning, encountering General Kurus who was up early on the way.

"What's wrong with the Third Prince?"

"Too tired, fell asleep." The dragon, rarely showing a kind expression towards anyone other than Ling Chunann, said.

The young general blushed and coughed. "I, I have something to do. I'll leave first. Today is a rest day, so the Third Prince can sleep a little longer."

Ling Chunann slept until the afternoon, waking up feeling soft all over, then rummaged through his clothes. "098, where's my memory stone?"

"It's with the dragon," 098 answered. "You dropped it there last night, and he picked it up. Are you planning to confront the male lead?" Perhaps just the video of him meeting with the werewolf girl wasn't enough evidence. 098 thought for a moment, knowing how smart the host was, so it gave up on reminding him.

Sure enough, Ling Chunann replied, "Just in case. Maybe someday it'll come in handy."

In the subsequent war, the students of the Imperial Royal Academy each played their roles. Although they didn't have any decisive impact, they were there for training, not to cause trouble.

"Host, the male lead is seeking attention again," 098 reported to Ling Chunann.

"Hmm?" Ling Chunann was about to leave the tent to have a talk with the Crown Prince, who had just arrived that day, when he suddenly heard 098's words. "What's going on?"

Before 098 could speak, they heard the sound of horns outside the city gate, prompting Ling Chunann to quicken his pace.

"Host, the male lead received insider information from the werewolf chief's daughter. The werewolves are planning to attack tonight, so he intends to lead everyone to retreat. However, the defending general doesn't trust him, so he has summoned the students from the academy." 098 spoke rapidly. "In the original story, the male lead gained everyone's recognition and greatly boosted his prestige because of this battle. It can be said that this is a decisive battle."

Ling Chunann nodded faintly.

"Host, don't worry too much. In the original story, it was because of this battle that the Crown Prince lost the trust of everyone," 098's tone was serious.

"Okay," Ling Chunann tried to put on a serious expression. "I understand."

"..."

Although he appeared more serious, his expression was still casual. 098 sighed inwardly, feeling that its host was becoming more and more difficult to handle. After composing itself, 098 continued reporting, "Host, the comeback value is now at 85%. Rod suffered a terrible defeat last night and was seriously injured. He's still lying in the medical tent, and the healer said he needs at least half a month to recover." 098's tone sounded somewhat smug. "Host, why aren't you surprised at all?"

"I am surprised," Ling Chunann replied flatly.

098 didn't know how to react to Ling Chunann's words. It felt that its host was becoming increasingly inscrutable. After collecting its thoughts, 098 continued, "Host, the information given to the male lead by the werewolf girl was wrong. She said there were only about fifty werewolf warriors planning to attack, but in reality, there were over a hundred." Otherwise, the male lead wouldn't have suffered such a defeat. "Strange, in the original story, wasn't the werewolf girl infatuated with the male lead because of his heroic rescue? Why would she deceive him?"

"People are complex creatures, and orcs are no different," Ling Chunann said inexplicably.

"What did you say, Host?"

"Nothing," Ling Chunann yawned.

"Darling's awake." The dragon's face was beaming as it hugged Ling Chunann and asked, "Feeling sore? Tired? Any discomfort?"

Ling Chunann kicked the man off the bed. "Get me some clothes."

After this failure, Rod's reputation plummeted. Any respect he had among the students was lost, and no one was willing to believe in him anymore, at least not in the near future.

As the Third Prince, to show solidarity with his classmates, Ling Chunann went to visit Rod and the injured students the next day, except for Rod, who received unanimous praise from everyone.

As he was about to leave, he received a disdainful look and a "hypocrite" from the male lead.

If it weren't for Ling Chunann's intervention, the dragon might have crushed the ignorant boy with his attitude alone.

Other classmates who had just started to develop a liking for Ling Chunann also cast dissatisfied glances at the culprit of their injuries. Rod awkwardly closed his mouth and then his eyes, pretending to sleep.

Two weeks later, Rod's injuries had completely healed, and there were only two days left until the end of the students' training at the Imperial Royal Academy.

On the night of Rod's recovery, Ling Chunann directed the dragon out of the tent.

In the dead of night, the dragon lifted the tent flap and entered. After shaking off the cold, it reached out to embrace Ling Chunann, who was reading a book, and said, "Darling, guess what I saw just now?"

"An affair?" Ling Chunann raised an eyebrow.

"Cough, cough." The dragon was choked by his darling's directness and took a while to continue, "Not so intense, just a rendezvous."

Saying that, the dragon handed the memory stone in his hand to Ling Chunann. "Darling, see how obedient I am. Do I get a reward?"

Ling Chunann ignored the man who was eagerly looking at him and leisurely reviewed the contents of the memory stone before putting it away.

"Darling?" Seeing that Ling Chunann had finally finished reading, the man hurriedly approached.

Ling Chunann paused his gaze on the man's Adam's apple for a moment, then smiled at him, lifted his hand to hold his neck, sat on his lap, skillfully opened his clothes, and bit his shoulder.

"..." 

Just as Ling Chunann was about to feast, footsteps sounded outside the tent. "Third Prince, something terrible has happened. You've been accused of treason!"

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