Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives-Chapter 196: The Villain Who Got The Queen to Betray Her Husband

Warlock Ch 196. The Villain Who Got The Queen to Betray Her Husband

Damian froze for a moment, her words hitting him. He held up his hands defensively, shaking his head. "No… not really." His voice came out quieter than he intended. "But…" He trailed off, his thoughts spiraling. The vision—that damn vision—was clawing at the edges of his mind, refusing to let go.

"But?" Cassius repeated, his voice flat but expectant, like he already knew Damian was about to say something big.

Damian exhaled sharply and pointed toward Cassius's quarters. "Not here. Let's talk in your room."

Cassius raised an eyebrow but didn't argue. Without another word, the three of them turned and made their way into his quarters. The door clicked shut behind them, and Cassius flicked his fingers subtly. A faint shimmer rippled across the walls—another barrier spell, probably. He wasn't taking chances, not here.

"All right," Cassius said as he turned, folding his arms over his chest. "Talk."

Evelyn plopped herself onto one of the chairs in the corner, her sharp gaze never leaving Damian. She didn't say anything, but the look on her face screamed, 'This better be good.'

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Damian rubbed his face with both hands, trying to organize his thoughts. It felt like a jumbled mess, but he knew he had to get it out. Finally, he dropped his hands and took a deep breath. "I got another vision," he said, his voice low.

Cassius's eyes narrowed slightly. "Go on."

"It happened when I touched the mana core," Damian admitted. He began pacing the room, his boots thudding softly against the floor. "It was the throne room, but it wasn't destroyed yet. The whole place was a battlefield. Chaos everywhere, walls cracking, spells flying. And there was a vampire. Not just any vampire—a noble."

"Victoria's husband?" Evelyn cut in, her tone cautious.

Damian paused, running a hand through his hair. "I think so. He didn't introduce himself or anything, but he looked the part. Fancy robes, blood magic, the works. He was strong. He was hurt, though. So was I—Kaelan, I mean." Damian stopped pacing and turned to face them. "And here's the weird part. Victoria was there, too. She was wounded—badly—but she was standing behind me. Not him. Me."

Evelyn sat up straighter, her brows furrowing. "Behind you?"

"Yeah," Damian said, nodding slowly. "She wasn't next to her husband. She wasn't fighting with him. She was… behind me. Like I was protecting her."

A heavy silence followed. Cassius was the first to break it. "So you're telling us," he said slowly, his voice unusually careful, "that Victoria took Kaelan's side in the past?"

Damian hesitated, the words sitting uncomfortably in his chest. "I can't say that," he admitted. "It's not that clear. It just… looks like that."

Evelyn frowned, her sharp gaze pinning him down. "Looks like? You've got to be kidding me. If she was standing behind you while you were fighting her supposed husband, that's not just coincidence. She chose where to stand."

Damian shook his head quickly, holding up a hand. "Hold on, hold on. I'm not saying she's innocent or anything. I don't know what happened. All I know is what I saw. The vampire—her husband, I guess—was attacking me. I fought back. Victoria was wounded, but she wasn't running or fighting against me. And that's weird, isn't it? If I was the one who killed her husband, why the hell would she stand behind me?"

Cassius didn't say anything for a long moment, his expression unreadable as always. Finally, he exhaled slowly and dropped into a chair, steepling his fingers under his chin. "It's strange," he agreed, his tone measured. "If Victoria's husband was fighting you, and she chose not to side with him… that raises some very uncomfortable questions."

"Like what?" Damian asked, crossing his arms.

Cassius glanced up at him. "Like whether or not she was ever on his side to begin with."

Evelyn sucked in a sharp breath, her eyes widening slightly. "Wait. You think she betrayed her husband?"

"It's a possibility," Cassius said, shrugging one shoulder. "Victoria has always been calculating. Ambitious. She wouldn't risk her own survival for someone she didn't see as valuable. If Kaelan—was the stronger one in that fight, it would make sense for her to align herself with him."

"Great," Damian muttered, running a hand down his face. "So now I'm the villain who got the queen to betray her husband. That's just perfect."

"Don't jump to conclusions," Cassius said, his tone sharper. "You don't know the full story. Neither do we. All we know is what you saw. And what you saw doesn't add up with Victoria's narrative."

"Exactly," Evelyn added, pointing a finger at Damian. "She's playing us. She's not telling us everything because she knows we'd start asking questions. If she really wanted Varak dead, why didn't she send her own people? Why risk bringing in outsiders?"

Damian exhaled through his nose, his chest tight. "Maybe because she doesn't trust her own people anymore. You said it yourself—Varak's got half of them on his side. If she moves openly, they'd see it coming."

"Or maybe she's leading us into a trap," Cassius countered smoothly. "We don't know her true intentions, and now, with this vision of yours, we have even more reason to question her."

The room fell silent again. Damian sank into a chair and rested his elbows on his knees, his fingers threading through his hair. The vision replayed in his head over and over—the fight, the vampire, and Victoria standing behind him like he was her shield. Her wounds, her expression… the chaos. It didn't make sense, and the more he thought about it, the more the details blurred and tangled together.

Finally, Damian let out a long, frustrated exhale and looked up. "I don't get it. It doesn't add up."

Cassius stood by the window, arms crossed, his sharp gaze fixed somewhere in the distance. "Because it doesn't add up," he said evenly. "Either your memories are fragmented beyond recognition, or there's a part of the story Victoria didn't bother sharing."

"That's what I'm saying," Damian blurted, pointing at him like Cassius had just discovered fire. "There's something she's holding back, and I'm tired of waiting for her to spill it. We need answers."