Fated to Be Loved by Villains

Lucia Greyhounder looked at Yuria, who was sitting next to her, with a worried look. Currently, it was their regular prayer time, so getting together at this time was pretty much a routine for them.

Since that was the case, neither of them should feel pressured or burdened by it.

“...”

But, recently…

Around this time, Yuria’s condition would turn for the worse.

Her whole body would tremble slightly, she’d keep her eyes tightly closed, and her hands, visibly drenched in cold sweat, tightly clasped.

Sometimes, she’d mumble something as if she was weeping.

She had been like this ever since Dowd woke up from his lost consciousness.

…This girl must have regretted that incident really badly.