I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel - Chapter 147
I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel chapter 147
147 – Soldier (13)
“Ha-ha-ha… Ok, persuade me, you mean? Where does this madman leave his respect for the old man…”
“Half-mad? Besides, what kind of respect for the elderly in our generation. Damn respect for the elderly. The whole world should have abandoned that.”
He smiled and smiled proudly.
“Do you really have any thoughts? If the world tree runs rampant, do you think only this Great Forest will be affected?”
Of course not. I know that much.
The old man’s expression was still blurry. In his manner of speech, however, he was, on the contrary, exuberant. As expected, bewilderment or annoyance activates life activities. It’s because my heart beats faster.
“Are you mad at me for being an idiot or a real idiot? You shouldn’t come out like this…”
The old man trembled his lips. It was very funny. The old man, who had been dead before, was now quite alive. I gave this old man life!
“This is my way. If I don’t like it, I won’t, no matter how noble it is. Didn’t you see my personality in the prophecy?”
It was really satisfying to make fun of Bing’s senior who ate for 300 years. It’s always fun when someone above me gets into trouble. My inferiority complex is quickly filled.
“In the first place, was there any reason why it had to be me? There must be many people who are better, better, and stronger than me. Why is it me?”
The old man closed his mouth and looked at me for a while. Unlike before, when the teasing was strong, it was really like looking at an idiot, so I wasn’t too happy.
“…Are you serious?”
“No, that’s all right. I think you really mean it. You dubbed it stupid. It’s really stupid.”
This old lady told me to persuade her and then insults me? See if I get out of the world tree.
“Idiot, there is no one in the world as great as you right now.”
“Isn’t there a lot? There’s a witch president, a candidate for a hero, and others…”
“In the end, it’s nothing compared to the demon lord candidate.”
The old man spoke so resolutely that it seemed poignant at first glance.
“I didn’t spend all these years in vain. I saw Akera, who made me feel like the Witch Chairman now, and I also saw the candidates for the hero before that. All of them were very strong. Each one had the power of a devil. .. Really… Awesome.”
Well, at that age, you must have seen Lilia’s teacher and Stella’s seniors. You must have seen a demon that was stronger than Innis, and you might have met a demon that was much stronger than I saw.
“But. But… In the end, it’s nothing compared to the Demon Lord.”
The words seemed to recall the PTSD of the war rather than the brilliant past.
“Mere existence changes the atmosphere and shakes the heavens. You cannot understand it even when you see it, and your brain gives up accepting it. It is colorless even though there is color, and it is filled even though it is empty. My words… My words…. Well, I can’t explain it. It’s not that I lack a vocabulary, it’s just that I can’t express it in words.”
“You speak as if you saw it yourself?”
The old man nodded his head.
“Of course. I saw it myself.”
As I tried to argue, saying that it was nonsense, a conversation suddenly came to my mind. It was awkward to even call it a conversation, the first meeting with the sage. Stories I heard there.
Three hundred years ago, the demon king and the hero had a decisive battle once again. No records were left in this world, but because of that, the wise man was isolated from the world. A hazy story like a one-night fantasy that wasn’t built into a single fairy tale. Fog leaves even dew, but the day has disappeared without even leaving an oral tradition.
They went missing.
“Do you think the demon lord only came and went once? It was a long time ago, a time before for me. It wasn’t long before I came here and I was still only following my teacher… I saw the demon lord. It was a very short time, but I knew its ferocity.”
There was such a thing, but why do people in this world only remember the demon king of a thousand years ago? Well, I’m not in a position to say anything to the people here. I, too, have no idea how magic appeared in the world before.
“So I know. There is no one greater than you in this world right now. Only you who can wield the power of the demon king, albeit fragmentarily, can burn the World Tree.”
It wasn’t a guess. That was sure Like a scholar who discovers the truth after long research, the old man showed endless confidence in the answers he came up with.
“Eternity is, after all, a law within the reverse sky. It goes against the heavenly principles bestowed on everything from nothing to nothing. So, the power of the World Tree is ultimately under your power.”
It made sense logically.
The conclusion sent after the old man’s long life was a plan to use the brutality he had when he had just seen the world.
Unlike then, now you can rationally persuade, the power of reversal.
“My last prophecy was you, the idiot. Seeing you was the last prophecy. From then on, I put my hope in you, the idiot…”
The old man’s words were rational. But I couldn’t shake my feelings.
“So you’re saying I have to do it because it’s something only I can do in the end?”
This has happened countless times.
I can’t do it without me.
Only I can do it.
I have to do it.
This is the burden I have to bear.
How many responsibilities have you shouldered for that reason? How much have I lost with that responsibility? It has been that reason ever since I first came here.
Looking at it now, that’s the case.
I left something outside.
A tingling sound shook the field just by hearing it. It was the sound of Stella smashing the world tree with her fist.
Unfortunately, I didn’t have any weapons in my hand right now, so this was the only way. Ignorantly hit It’s foolish, but sometimes it produces meaningful results.
But this time wasn’t like that.
Maybe a broken bone. It was an intense sound that made me even think about it.
There is a limit to human power. Even if he takes the form of a tree, he is definitely a devil. Not a single gold went to the World Tree, which boasts terrible strength, befitting its strength of eternity.
“…Then I got hurt~”
Minerva hurriedly urged him to stop, but all he got back was a sensitive voice. At a time when many people were still suffering from the aftereffects of the move, Stella stood up alone and started punching.
“Inside here… There’s an Iva in here! If you destroy this, you can meet… If you destroy this…!”
The white trunk of the World Tree, so huge that it almost looked like a wall, was covered with red blood like sap. Following that blood, magical power rose like a worm.
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The blazing sound of lightning was followed by a crashing sound like an approaching battering ram.
It wasn’t lightning that came down from the sky, it was lightning that rose from blood.
Like a tree growing from blood, a ghastly lightning figure was born from each drop of blood.
In the past, Stella used to use the magic she used to urge not to use after seeing Eva, to see Eva.
Even after being struck by lightning, the world tree was still clear. Rather, even the bloodstains from earlier had been erased, making it cleaner.
At this rate, a lot of mana would be wasted, and coming all the way here wouldn’t be worth it. Stella judged that it would be impossible to destroy the World Tree in the present state, without the Holy Lance and with weak physical strength.
I bit my lip and mashed it. Blood flowed drop by drop like a pomegranate. It was like a rose that hadn’t fully bloomed yet.
Why? Why. Why couldn’t she protect him. Since Wiz’s condition was strange, why was he not vigilant? She knew perfectly well that her ability was regression. She should have prepared for the risk in advance.
Remorse leaked out like red from his lips.
I couldn’t even speak and it leaked out. He let out a painful moan and looked away. At the end, there was a prophet. Leaning against her world tree, I picked up her flowing body and headed towards her.
She has calmed down now. It felt like her blood had cooled and hardened, so it wouldn’t be too wrong to say that she was cold.
“Can you put me in there? Huh? Can I…?”
The Prophet was perplexed. The magic that allows her to go inside the World Tree comes down to the shrine maiden. Iva and her master were all transferred with that magic.
However, it is limited to once a year. That was only possible with the permission of the World Tree. There was no way to put Stella inside the World Tree, which had already completely cast off the image of a benevolent mother.
“I’ve only just met you… I’ve come close… But it doesn’t make sense that I can’t see you.”
However, the look in Stella’s eyes made it clear that even if she explained such persuasion coherently, it would not work. She was a madman’s eye. She even looked like the eyes of a child deprived of a precious toy.
In fact, Stella did.
Even though she was unhappy about everything in the world, she was unable to vent her resentment and was rotting inside of her.
The Prophet murmured softly, avoiding Stella’s eyes.
“If you say that it is impossible, what should I do?”
Her Prophet was also like her. At the end of her eyes, Stella was her beloved brother. Why is she here I’m still not sure.
Just one thing, it was clear that she wasn’t supposed to be here.
Stella’s party shouldn’t have come here so soon, and the appearance of her brother and her teacher was even worse. It was something that shouldn’t have happened, it was a catastrophe that befell her personally.
As soon as Iba was placed in the world tree, the world tree started to run wild. The attitude the elves would take afterward was clear. They will try to calm the rampage by sacrificing the weak, such as children and the elderly.
But if there is a sinner, the story is different. It was clear that she would offer all the sinners, including the shaman, as sacrifices. The forest treats all non-believers who do not believe in the World Tree and outsiders who invade the forest as criminals.
Even now, when the demon she worshiped as her mother began to run rampant, her intention to point out all outsiders as the cause and put them to death was obvious.
The Prophet was nervous and anxious. That’s what everyone here did.
“Then, on the other hand, if you take out this bar…”
Anxiety and fear spread like an epidemic.
Insanity mixed in the air and spread to all those who were still complaining of dizziness due to the aftereffects of the move.
The confusion of a strange place, the sadness of not being able to see loved ones even though they are close, the anxiety of not being able to see them forever, the nervousness that someone is chasing them.
“…Is Mr. Iba alive…? Here…? Why…?”
She couldn’t accept the truth she had suddenly acquired, and she still chewed on shock and faint joy. She felt helpless at not knowing anything about the person she admired.
Emotions that would quickly volatilize and float stayed under the name of eternity. It permeates the five organs and changes people’s eyes.
“I’ve come this far… Now I know… I really can’t see Eva right now…”
In the forest, madness gradually overflowed.
As the starlight he had seen before shined near the World Tree, the security guard became impatient. This too did not disappear and stayed forever.
“Oh, what to do. Sinners over there!”
Everyone was nervous, but the eldest among them managed to keep his head and answered.
“That’s good… Let’s start the ritual that way.”
“Right? No matter how much it is an offering to Mother World Tree, ablutions and various music…”
“Where can I afford that right now! Mother World Tree is so angry! It’s not first of all to dedicate her outsiders to be judged by her mother’s side soon!”
As I swear strongly, all those who tried to preach the importance of the ceremony shut up. The sky I looked up at was still changing at will. There was no wind because there was no convection in the air. She didn’t feel the cool breeze that usually blew in the forest. In this case, even if you die due to lack of air, you will not die.
Even if they killed the flying animals they ate for food, they wouldn’t die and they wouldn’t have to fill their stomachs.
“Yes, prepare the ceremony right away. Make the world around you the target.”
They couldn’t accept this drastic change. Afraid to accept the change of a world without change, they broke the tradition they had been keeping and prepared for the ceremony in a hurry.
A ritual to offer sacrifices to the World Tree.
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
The old man tilted his head.
“What do you mean by no? It’s something only I can do, so aren’t you leaving all the responsibility to me?”
“hahahaha, you sound funny. I told you. Opportunity.”
The old man, with a weak smile on his lips, spoke calmly.
“A chance to f*ck the crazy race of elves. Who else feeds the foolish servants, you or me?”
Following him, a weak smile came to my lips.
The look on the face of that noble race with a tearful face, the look on the burning tree in vain, makes me excited already.
“If it’s not now, there’s no chance. I’ll be dead in a year. My senior in life gives me this opportunity, but I’m not refusing it.”
I nodded my head coolly.
“Yes, that’s right, that’s right.”
Now I don’t care about saving the world or duty or anything like that. I practiced justice only with the thought of f*cking the elves. An inferiority complex is a good driving force.
“Let’s burn the world tree right now. Old man, what should I do now?”
That’s how I was persuaded.