I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive

4. I’ll Make You Show Off in Style

From different angles, the ridge becomes a peak, with varying heights and distances.

Not knowing the true face of “Mount Lu,” for I am in the midst of it…

Why climb the mountain? Because it’s there.

However, the “beautiful view” only overwhelmed me for a moment, as Kefiel, who had tackled me, immediately got up to face the figure who had just tried to attack me from behind—the cannon fodder captain.

The fact that he could stand up again after being slapped away by Kefiel shows he’s both qualified and diligent. This time, Kefiel didn’t give him another chance. As Kefiel dealt a swift and decisive lesson to the captain, causing his massive body to collapse with a thunderous fall, I finally realized something with excitement and nervousness!

I’ve clung to the protagonist’s coattails! If Kefiel hadn’t tackled me just now, my head would have been split open by the captain! And the sudden appearance of this obvious “death script” also indicates one thing: even after clinging to Kefiel’s coattails, my “fancy death scripts” won’t disappear. I’m safe and sound because Kefiel’s “protagonist halo” will protect me!

Only by continuously clinging to Kefiel’s coattails can my path to survival extend indefinitely. So, my coattail-clinging behavior must not stop.

Before long, the extras who only appear after the protagonist’s grandstanding — a group of uniformly dressed, plain-faced young knights, boys and girls alike, burst in. They tied up and carted away the members of the evil organization who were wailing on the ground. I wasn’t surprised that there would be someone to clean up afterward.

But the next moment, a young man with golden hair, wearing a robe so glittering with gold dust it was blinding, stood out starkly against the surrounding tin cans. His appearance made me worry, “I knew something like this would happen.”

If he were some upright, successful young talent with a thriving career and family, that would be one thing. But this blond, who seemed not to recognize Kefir, walked in without a sense of crisis to “inspect” as a leader. His first glance was fixed on Kefir.

What can you do? Kefir is the protagonist, after all.

“This sword… Miss, are you from the royal investigative team? Not bad, not bad, you have a good figure, quite pretty~”

“…”

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Kefir. But the protagonist isn’t so easily charmed. Kefir didn’t give him the time of day, simply dusting off her skirt.

“I am the son of the lord of this town: Ron Tael.”

Completely ignoring the fate his name implied, he began to flaunt his status in front of Kefir, “To thank you for your efforts, I will invite you to my mansion for a drink…”

“I have my own matters. You catch your people; there’s no connection, no need for thanks.”

Haha, got rejected, didn’t you? Thinking you could feast on swan meat without even raising your favorability? The protagonist doesn’t even want a spare tire~

I felt a secret thrill, but the next moment, the disgraced blond became furious and started to pick a fight with me! After glancing around at his lackeys, he turned his attention to me.

Clearly, he wanted to use me to show off to Kefir. Tsk, can’t villains give each other a little face?

He didn’t care.

“This one is also a member of the evil organization, right? Men, tie him up and take him away!”

“Wait a minute.”

Kefir stopped him, then turned to look at me. What choice did I have? I could only cling to Kefir’s coattails!

Kefir, my lord! Look into my honest eyes, this upright gaze. Remember how I used the “prophecy” to spare you from a minor scrape just now? Did you taste the sweetness? Just let me cling to your coattails, and however you want to pose in the future, I’ll let you pose.

“Um…”

Kefir’s expression turned ugly for a moment, unsure what to do with me. In the end, she sighed softly and turned to the blond.

“He’s an assistant I arranged to be here. I’m taking him back.”

“Right, right, right, I’m an undercover agent!”

“I think this kid’s strange attire and peculiar complexion mean he must be investigated!”

Hey! I didn’t say you looked like an extra! And you’re accusing me of dressing strangely like a villain?!

The standoff made the blond extra even more unwilling to lose face to Kefir here. He was still thinking about swan meat. Then, he signaled his lackeys to block our way, clearly not wanting to let us go — or more likely, not wanting to let Kefir slip away.

An extra opposing the protagonist, I know all too well what the outcome will be. But if Kefir, already in a bad mood from being blocked and clenching her fists, were to strike now, according to the script, it would surely lead to a string of inescapable troubles. I haven’t secured my hold on those coattails yet; how could I afford to cause trouble?

I need to think of a way.

I immediately began to read the script for what comes after the extra in my mind.

[The local lord’s son, Ron Tael, becomes a vegetable for the rest of his life after being hit by a falling light fixture while investigating the scene.]

It’s really quite simple…

Ignoring the joke, I immediately spoke up before Kefir could hurt someone.

“Extra~”

“Hmph? Looking all destitute, hiding behind a woman, you think you can call my name just like that?”

This is called specialization! The priest should be in the back of the formation, right?

As for being a loser? Hmph, what’s wrong with clinging to someone stronger?

“I’m not interested in your name, but if you keep blocking our way, it won’t even be necessary for this big shot beside me, whom you don’t recognize, to make a move. You’re already out of luck.”

“Out of luck? Ha! I think you’re the one who’s going to be unlucky…”

Before he could finish, danger struck! The power of the script is just that strong!

【Boom】

The chandelier on the ceiling, already teetering from Kefir’s earlier commotion, came crashing down! Thanks to my warning, the script had changed, but the shattered chandelier falling straight towards the extra still scared him so much he couldn’t even stand up straight.

Not just the extra himself, but even his cronies around him, the tied-up villains, and even… Kefir beside me, were all looking over in surprise.

“See that? If you keep blocking our way, the outcome won’t just be like this.”

Joking aside, who would dare block the protagonist’s path and wish to live?

“You… you… you… are just bluffing! It must have been a trick you set up in advance! Just you wait!”

He shouted fiercely, but in the blink of an eye, he immediately hid behind others, silently giving me a “death glare.” Who’s the real loser now…

In the silence, I was just about to seize the opportunity to cling to Kefir’s coattails…

“What are you waiting for? Come with me!”

Kefir immediately grabbed my hand and pulled me outside.

Oh! Yes, yes, yes, now’s the time to cling to those coattails!

I immediately followed Kefir’s steps, escaping the scene without any harm. The notorious charlatan Ogelide’s infamy was just that, infamy. Thanks to my good work keeping secrets, I didn’t have to worry about being a street rat.

After we completely left the flower-picking gang’s hideout, Kefir slowed down.

Then, turning around, hand on the hilt of his sword, hesitating for a moment, Kefir finally sighed and let go.

“That was… never mind, Ogelide, even though you helped me, I won’t let you go just because of your notorious reputation as a charlatan.”

“I didn’t plan to run! Does your household lack a manservant? I can serve tea and water! At the very least, I can warm your bed!”

With the protagonist right in front of me, and such a fragrant and soft opportunity, the only hope for me to survive in the script, I’d be a fool to slip away from Kefir.

The moment I mentioned “warming the bed,” the unexpectedly innocent Kefir immediately blushed! Perhaps due to her status, she couldn’t say anything too accusatory, revealing her own thoughts, so she could only stare at me with those beautiful crimson eyes!

“What are your intentions!?”

Because you’re the protagonist, I need to cling to your coattails to survive!

“It was the prophecy that led me to surrender to you, Miss Kefir.”

“Give up already, those prophecies are all fake…”

My face fell so suddenly, perhaps because I was thinking about everything that had just happened, Cui Fei looked at me.

“Normally, you would have been a corpse by now, but I’ll temporarily believe your words and give you a chance. I’ll be keeping an eye on you for a while, which is perfect for my recent… stress relief.”

As Cui Fei said this, she took a step forward and beckoned me with her hand, and in that moment, I saw the “main character” for the first time, with a smile that could mesmerize thousands of men.

“Anyway, you’re a god who runs away everywhere, so you won’t have a place to stay, right? Come with me, and from now on, you’ll be staying in a place I’ve designated, where you’ll be staying quietly, and I’ll be monitoring your every move to see if you’re lying.”

This is great! You want to get rid of me, but I won’t go, Cui Fei!

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