I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel - Chapter 124
I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel chapter 124
124 – Immortality (5)
After that, Wiz dreamed of it many times.
I had a dream that would never end.
She had a dream that could not lead to reality.
She explored a long, long dream alone.
However, in addition to Stella, whom she had always relied on, she began to actively ask for help from Iva.
There wasn’t much reason. This is because the ability of the Demon King candidate was useful and the majority of them were more efficient to proceed with the work.
The price was also easy. In the end, all the struggles I was doing failed, and I was able to make eye contact with him suddenly while walking through the snowy city. After meeting him like that and sharing a few jokes or laments, he will tell you the price for the favor.
None other than him is asking for a favor.
Don’t let me live eternity alone in this pale world.
The reason for the relatively different stopping time after touching the demon of death is what Wiz had heard from Iba before. The reason is none other than relativity due to magical power.
Because of her demonic nature, Iva has infinite magical power. I also heard about this from Iba.
It seems that she doesn’t have the confidence to deal with her vast amount of time alone, so Iba has always asked her for the same thing.
It was a difficult request, but it wasn’t a very difficult one, and Wiz mostly accepted it. The time he doesn’t listen is when he’s frozen, unable to even face him.
Iva asked her for a favor, and Wiz granted her a favor. After returning, Wiz asked him in reverse, and he agreed. When he asks Wiz for a favor, he accepts it.
In the circle of debt and repayment, where it is difficult to determine who started it, Wiz felt a subtle sense of stability.
It was similar to the endurance method of dispersing consciousness by intentionally giving pain to another part when there is pain in one part of the body.
It is to turn the nerve toward the debt of the mind that was felt when the world could not be saved, and the debt of the mind created by transactions between individuals for a while.
Anyway, after some trial and error with Iba and Stella, Wiz was able to get several clues.
In addition to 498 bodies, an additional 85 bodies were found in the village. Afterwards, he expanded the area to the forest and was able to find 500 more bodies. I knew from the vast number of corpses that the demon worshipers’ main magic was teleportation.
Anyway, I came to a conclusion here.
The preliminary preparations have already been perfectly completed, and enough fear has already gathered, so it is completely concluded.
That’s why Wiz decided to disrupt the ceremony itself, not the preliminary work.
Neutralize the sacrifice of the three demons or prevent the death of a demon worshiper. He kept trying.
Using Stella’s ability, I moved a demon into the cavity and sealed it from a distance. It was a crowd. It snowed.
After that, he tried the same experiment with the other two demons. It snowed again this time.
I decided to seal the devil worshipers instead of restraining them. It snowed.
She asked Stella to locate the devil worshipers far out of Ilios. It snowed.
I asked Eva to change the person’s emotions to something other than fear. It snowed.
I asked Stella and Eva to keep the three demons away and change the feelings of the devil worshipers. It snowed.
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t find the answer.
This time, I tried to break down the cavity and damage the magic circle around the victims as much as possible. Exhausted from the work, Wiz stared blankly at the sky.
With a long sigh, a long breath spread like cigarette smoke. Like the poison of tar, the harshness that bloomed in the world scattered and flew away.
It was blown away, mixed with the snow falling from afar.
It snowed again this time.
The damage to the magic circle didn’t have much of an effect on the demon’s manifestation.
Wiz sighed once more as he remembered himself walking in the same place in her dream while walking through her long snowy field.
To put it bluntly, I was exhausted.
Regression was almost triple-digit by now.
In the original work, Wiz had a calm and closed personality who suffered from distrust of humans. He was a person with little respect for others and careless enough to be thought of as a psychopath at first glance.
This was greatly influenced by the life of living without a mediocre ally since childhood and the life of regression. He had to go through countless deaths without anyone to turn to.
In the process, others were interfered with or used usefully. Most of them were disruptors.
However, in this world, Wiz has been with Stella since she was a child and has someone to rely on. Thanks to that, I was able to get through the crisis of death faster than the original.
I have someone I can trust and rely on without a doubt. The advantage of majority played its part in any crisis.
However, a problem arose during this process. It was none other than increased fatigue from regression.
When he was alone, he only needed to take good care of himself, so he didn’t get tired very much. I’d rather be bored than bored. There was no great fear in the act of death, and there was no great sense of debt.
This is because most of the world’s crises and personal problems have been resolved if only one person was rolled to death.
However, having someone to rely on meant that there was affection. Every time he faced the death of a loved one, his mental fatigue rose sharply. Every time that person dies, he is more easily fatigued because the guilt that he has done wrong weighs on his heart.
Stella alone was already a life so heavy that it overflowed, but one more weight was added to it.
Wiz was walking while making eye contact with someone. It’s not even snow falling from the sky. Neither are the eyes hardened like stones around. Those were the eyes that clearly felt life.
When their eyes met, the two laughed at the same time. They were very funny with each other. It was a sneering laugh tinged with humor. It was a laugh that made fun of himself, not the opponent.
I’m sure the living should have met each other, but their eyes were haggard and their vitality was feeble. If there were more people around, he would be mistaken for dead.
“…Looks like we’re the only ones left.”
It was Eva. He looked overly tired, probably because he had overused his demonic powers. It was like a person who couldn’t die and was still living. Actually, it wouldn’t have been any different.
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Perhaps he did too.
After that, we shared a few facts and reconfirmed that all the people next to us were dead.
Looking around, he smiled facelessly.
“That… You know, let me do one favor.”
Wiz already knew the contents of the request. It is a request of death requested by those who cannot die.
“You are me.”
Wiz cut off his words with a deep sigh.
“This time… I knew it would…”
He was one of the people who increased Wiz’s fatigue.
If Eva continued to look like the villain who stole Stella, he would have taken his anger out on him as an excuse to do a favor.
Unfortunately, as we continued to talk, we became moderately attached.
“Huh? What’s wrong?”
She said, squeezing her throbbing head. It is a request that she would have accepted normally if it was originally. Because it doesn’t make any sense
But now Wiz was tired. Also very much.
She didn’t want to impose herself any more than this. She didn’t want to see other people’s blood, and she didn’t want to slit the throats of people she could just joke about.
“That request… Can I not do it…?”
Considering Eba’s position, it was forced. The other person who made a deal before asking to do a favor to each other is refusing the request for no reason.
Even a person who will die soon is this far-fetched. When that person died, he had to live this long world alone.
“I’m a little… Tired…”
However, Wiz was not at ease enough to be considerate of his feelings. Whether he is weathered in a time close to eternity, or if this reality turns into a dream, everything will be nothing. It really is just a dream-like story.
Even if he was cursed at, he had nothing to say. Still, Wiz decided to do so.
At that answer, Eva hardened her expression. Maybe it’s a ulterior motive to swear at least once. Wiz guessed that, looking back on his language life. She’s swearing anyway. She couldn’t hit her heart.
But her prediction was wrong.
“Oops… I’m going to have a hard time.”
He slumped in his seat with a groan. He then picked up some twigs that were rolling around and set them on fire. A great bonfire was made in the snowfield.
Wiz said this was an hallucination, so she noticed it right away. Even though the wind was blowing so hard, the flames didn’t shake at all. More than that, I was surprised by Iba’s attitude and asked back.
“…You don’t say much?”
“Of course he’s f*cking on the inside. But why don’t you take it out and use it….Don’t stare at it and sit down?”
At those words, Wiz sat down without complaining.
“I’m sure you went through a lot of hardships anyway. Take a break and go.”
Iva said as she warmed her hands over the campfire. The fire was fake, but the heat was there. The devil’s power was really convenient. Wiz followed him and melted her hand. She was warm
Far from scolding Wiz, she didn’t expect to suggest a break, so a part of her heart felt uneasy.
“A while ago… Please… What was it?”
She knew, but she said it politely.
“Hi, my friend, haven’t you already rejected it?
Wiz shook her head.
“Look at that, then just warm up and go.”
Eba grinned and ignored it. She quickly noticed that the word ‘go’ did not mean movement.
“…Then, do you have any other requests besides the one you asked earlier?”
“I know what the request was earlier.”
“It’s just… Roughly, as expected…”
‘When it comes to this situation…’ Wiz looked at him muttering vaguely at the end of his words.
“Why are you so obsessed with favors?”
“As you said… I’ll be there soon… I need to clear my debt before that…”
Eva nodded her head as if she understood.
“Okay then… Yes, let’s do a favor.”
A red thing shimmered in front of her eyes, and a person who had melted herself so hotly shimmered in her heart. It was the one with the red hair that seemed to burn like this flame. Wiz turned her eyes to her Iva, trying to erase her.
Although he couldn’t be Stella’s substitute, he did serve to divert his eyes as he spoke.
“Give me a riddle so I won’t be bored while you’re gone.”
It was an unexpected request, so Wiz smiled lightly.
It’s a riddle to be solved in an uncertain time…
I didn’t know the problem was that difficult. If it had been Stella, would she have been able to answer such a riddle right away? Because he read a lot of books. But unfortunately she is not here.
However, since it was her request, Wiz squeezed her hair as much as possible to grant her request.
‘Isn’t this more difficult than asking to die…?’
Wiz regretted it a bit and tried her best.
There was a bonfire right in front of her eyes, so it was perfect for bruising. She was, of course, fake, but since she was genuine in her warmth, I liked her.
‘A difficult… Riddle… Unsolvable…’
She thought as she nodded her head over her growing body. As her eyes continued to blink a few times along her head, she could think of one.
“Ah… One… Just remembered…”
“Oh, what is it?”
A riddle that only she knows the answer to and she will never be able to solve. I didn’t know her wise words, but Wiz knew one thing.
“How many times have I dreamed within a dream today?”
There’s no way I can match it. In order to match this, I had to know the number of all past dreams. Wiz laughed as she riddled the story of reality that had now become a dream.
It was a gift from the Bulsa to the Bulsa. Since eternity cannot be counted, it was a homework given to those who live eternity.
Then I lay down in the snow. It was because she was sleepy. She wasn’t particularly full, but her back hurt, so she fell asleep easily.
“…Dream among dreams? How do you guess that… Well, maybe 100 times?”
“Ding… Wrong… While I’m gone… Much… Think about it…”
Wiz laughed mischievously.
“Are you sleepy?”
“Then go to sleep.”
“Is that so…?”
Iva answered, increasing the size of the campfire.
“I’ll try to guess the answer again after it happens. I’m waiting.”
How nice it would be if I could do that. Wiz laughed bashfully. That said, it was like a dream. He will soon forget everything.
To turn this reality into a dream, Wiz closed his eyes.
I made eye contact with Iba for the last time before I closed my eyes.
This time, that immortal sent off his immortal. It wasn’t a bad feeling.
His heart tingles at the thought of his loneliness, but he felt less guilty because he would suffer just as well.
Closing your eyes like that, matching your eyes.
He got hit in the eye.
When I woke up again, I saw a familiar ceiling. It was the ceiling of the dorm that I was familiar with by now. The warmth came from the blanket, not from the fire.
This time, it was a return to reality. This time, it was a reality that I didn’t want to become a dream.
For some reason, Wiz wasn’t that tired right after waking up.
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Probably because I fell asleep right before.
It must have been because I slept by the campfire in my dream. It was a fake sleep, but the tiredness was real, so it was okay.