The Villainess Redeems Herself, The Beast Husbands are in a Daily Love Battle-Chapter 51: A Flash

How did she seem to skyrocket overnight, like a cheat code was activated?

On the day they measured spiritual power, she was clearly standing in front of the test instrument, her heart racing and palms sweating.

Yet, the instrument only showed a C-level, not even qualifying her for auxiliary combat.

While Selene stood beside her, eyes closed, and sighed softly.

The instrument then exploded with a blinding red number, shocking everyone in attendance.

From then on, she was specially recruited into the Advanced Training Camp.

Her treatment doubled, resources tilted in her favor, and everyone saw her in a different light.

She was at least recognized as a beauty within the Fox Clan.

But her genes flared up, mutating into this unremarkable appearance.

As a child, the elders in the clan would remark on her lively eyes and elegant nose, predicting she’d marry into the upper echelons.

But after puberty, her appearance stopped developing, and her skin grew rough.

Even her proud fox ears became smaller, with a dull color.

Those who once praised her in the clan...

Now only nod lightly upon meeting, their past enthusiasm gone.

Selene smiled gently; it’s harder to fake enthusiasm than to flatter.

Being articulate truly saves a lot of effort.

Her way of speaking always hits the right note.

Every time she speaks, it leaves others feeling respected and understood.

This skill, she honed bit by bit at family gatherings and training camp exchanges.

If she wished, she could make anyone’s heart feel warm with her words.

She stepped forward, placing her fair, tender hand lightly on Claire Joyce’s hand.

As she moved her fingers, the sleeve slipped down a bit.

Selene stared into her eyes and softly said, "I was mistaken in not seeing you clearly before. Now, can you forgive the old me?"

Her gaze unwavering, locking onto Claire Joyce.

Claire Joyce was stunned.

She blinked, her throat moved, unable to immediately respond.

Why did she suddenly say such things!

She must have picked up bad habits after getting married.

The words sounded awkward, making her ears heat up.

She recalled when Selene first got married.

Upon returning to the clan to visit relatives, she spoke of her husband’s family with a cautious reverence.

Back then, she thought Selene had changed.

Now it seems she was too slow to grasp the deeper meaning behind such changes.

"Of-of course, we’re good sisters, aren’t we?"

After saying this, she even tried to muster a smile.

Initially, she wanted to ask about that tall, well-dressed male behind Selene, wondering if he was a protector dispatched by the Commander.

That man stood tall and alert, arms folded behind his back, clearly a trained guard.

But now, her mind was filled with what Selene just said, forgetting what she wanted to ask.

She only felt uneasy in her chest and hot on her face.

More absurd, she oddly thought that Selene didn’t seem so irritating after all.

Compared to those males who only focus on appearance, she found her more pleasing.

She started noticing Selene’s gentle tone while speaking.

No, no, she shouldn’t think like this!

As soon as the thought arose, it felt wrong.

She and Selene were merely collaborators.

At most, they were half-battle partners; why have such strange feelings?

She shook her head, trying to dispel any distractions.

But her cheeks betrayed her, heating up, and her ears turning red.

She glared at Selene with a flushed face, then sprinted away.

She dared not look back, fearing seeing the expression on Selene’s face.

Selene almost couldn’t hold her laughter, wanting to whistle at her retreating back.

But she restrained herself.

The place was crowded and conspicuous, especially with Caleb standing nearby.

She simply slightly pursed her lips, eyes following the hurried departing figure.

She genuinely found the girl interesting, her reactions authentic.

Selene knew this feeling well because she had been the same way.

A few heartfelt words could make someone blush and heart race.

If the original hadn’t been so stubborn, always cold and sarcastic, perhaps she’d be living a dream life by now.

The original was too closed off.

Unwilling to open up even to the closest clan members.

If only she could be slightly more gentle, expressing even a hint of goodwill, her relationships might not have been so stiff.

But it’s too late now, everything has to be started anew by herself.

However, with Caleb around, she needed to remain composed.

The current persona is a gentle, harmless young female, not one to act recklessly.

Some coquettishness is fine; it’s a fitting small gesture.

But if she seemed too frivolous...

The current persona is a gentle, harmless young female; coquetry is acceptable.

If she acts too frivolously, it could blow her cover.

She gently lowered her head, fingers unconsciously twirling her hair ends, posing obediently.

Her eyes softened, mouth curled with a slight smile.

This was the typical stance she had observed among the adored females in this group.

Suddenly, darkness loomed overhead. As Selene looked up, she met Caleb’s lowered gaze.

His towering figure overshadowing the sunlight above.

The shadow cast over her face obscured his expression for a moment.

"Do you... always interact with other females this way?"

Selene hardly dared to admit it was just routine.

She instantly displayed a confused look.

If she admitted this as habitual, it would expose her as not the original.

"Well, not really. Females are naturally gentle; we can nurture life. We’re particularly favored by the Beast God."

Mentioning the Beast God, she slightly bowed her head, taking on a devout stance.

This is a widely accepted notion within this group, emphasizing the sacred and noble nature of females.

Caleb’s throat moved slightly, eyes revealing an indescribable taste.

"These words... where did you learn them? The old you never said such things."

He remembered the former Selene never discussed such topics, even showing disdain for the female identity.

Yet now she expressed these views, the transition too abrupt to ignore.

But the present her seemed transformed, speaking softly and slowly.

No longer impatient nor aggressive.

Replaced by an unignorable serenity.

This change rendered him unable to adapt, even suspecting she was acting. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Selene smiled lightly, eyes flickering with mystery.

"After all, I am quite the exceptional female."

As she said this, her mouth slightly lifted, gaze fixed ahead.

Her expression unruffled, lacking the previous anxiety to prove herself.

Caleb turned his face away, too lazy to pay her any mind.

His arms folded across his chest, slowing his walking pace.

He can’t believe a person can change just like that.

Especially not a woman once this aggressive.

Selene didn’t argue, directly heading towards Alza’s house.

The path grew increasingly remote; the house seemed increasingly decrepit.

Weeds spread at the wall corners, rubble piled before the door.

If it weren’t for Caleb walking by her side...

A fair-skinned, good-looking female like her would have been snatched away.

Shadows flickered sporadically in the surrounding alleys.