I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel - Chapter 44
I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel chapter 44
44 – Teacher (14)
“Faithful…? Now the devil is playing. No, that’s not it. What did you say?”
Did he not adapt to the sudden change of circumstances, or did he just cover his ears and not hear?
I pricked her ear and whispered to make sure she could hear. In the sweetest voice I can. Unfortunately, the neck hasn’t fully regenerated yet, so it’s a bit rough.
“I’ll give you my heart, so guide me to kill your master.”
The assassin trembled in surprise, then slammed my hand away. Even if people are considerate, it is like this. I’m going to have to come back with a careless attitude again.
“Who doesn’t know that to ask?!”
“I just said it again because you asked me to. It’s too much.”
Why are people so unkind? Like Lilia, and this friend too. It’s a night I miss Innis. I miss her kind arms all over again.
“…Really, are you going to kill my master?”
I’m sure. Without knowing the master’s ability or strength. But whoever the opponent is, if it is a person, he can kill. My magic has developed into a specialization for that.
Thanks to that, the usability is much lower than that of other third-class magicians, but I can be satisfied with it, so it doesn’t matter.
“I tried to kill you…?”
“I just tried to kill you too.”
“That, that’s it!”
“So it’s the same? What are you arguing about? It bothers people.”
That’s what you’re talking about. It’s something you shouldn’t pass over because it’s annoying. This is because it is an act of robbing people of the greatest value in an attempt to take another person’s life.
I don’t know if there is a legitimate reason for the exploitation, but the attempt she made was just an act of trying to take the life of another person for her own benefit.
If she had a great vocation to bring down demons for her justice, or if I had come to condemn her for doing something evil, it wouldn’t be much of a problem.
“If it bothers you that much, let’s think about compensation later, after your master dies.”
But this assassin is not. There is no cause. It was just a simple transaction request, exchanging lives to save them.
“Has it already been decided to kill the master…?”
“Then it’s a final decision. I can’t forgive kids for rolling, no matter what the story.”
“Why…? Everything, there’s nothing good for you…”
“There’s nothing good about it. If the master dies, you won’t come to kill me, and you won’t get any nasty stalking.”
I implicitly asked this Merchant of Life if he would continue to do business like this in the future.
“So what, are you going to continue doing this after your master dies?”
“That can’t be! I’m going to stop doing this right now! …Hot!”
Fortunately, the assassin was prevalent in thinking of getting out of this kind of business. Perhaps wary of inadvertently revealing his rebellion against his master, he spit out his true intentions and quickly covered his mouth. It was impressive that he rolled his eyes in fear to see who was watching him.
I patted her on the head a few times as if praising a child. She said it was a nasty touch from someone only a day old, and she knew how to brush it away, just like when she touched her ear.
The assassin just hesitated. It’s not a picture where the thought stopped because she was ashamed to have her head stroked like other snack culture. It’s a personal wish, but it would have been really nice if it was in such a bittersweet situation.
“Can you really… Kill the master…?”
But this girl was just dazed, dazed that the opportunity she had longed for had come.
“Really… My sister won’t die… And everyone can be free…?”
The girl couldn’t even hide her trembling voice, she asked, revealing herself out of the shadows.
“Can I… Buy it?”
Whether the trembling in her body is tension or fear of the unknown of the future, she doesn’t know if it’s excitement, she lacks the insight to choose the boat she should board, and her happiness is always tempting. I was suspicious because I couldn’t catch it in the end.
She wasn’t sure about the girl. She was natural How could she trust a person who has not even been able to speak out for a day?
“Can I… Trust you?”
So, if she can’t trust people, she just needs to trust others.
“Of course. Haven’t you read children’s books? There’s no devil in the world who doesn’t keep his promises. Oh, I’m really sorry.”
Fortunately, I have multiple identities.
“A pact with the devil is absolute. If you keep your promises, I keep them too.”
This time, I have to become a devil.
It’s Satan, not Santa, who gives presents to crying children.
“Swear. I won’t kill anyone.”
A person wearing a devil’s skin imitates the devil, who wouldn’t believe it?
“I swear, too. I will give you freedom.”
At first glance, this leather is sophisticated enough to be thought to be my essence, so those who see it for the first time are bound to be deceived.
“Let’s make a contract between man and man, man and devil.”
Besides, his heart resembles that of the devil, so how foolish it must be. This contract, which only seems advantageous to this assassin, is only good for me.
To think that some bastard is putting a child in front of me to fill my stomach, it feels like the judges are twisted and the internal organs are twisted.
Others work hard, sweat, and take pleasure in laying their toiled bodies in bed every day. Worrying about the future, I sometimes spend the night with my eyes open.
That bastard wouldn’t even worry about that. Nobly, drops of sweat would only flow from time to time at the desk.
Really unpleasant. Just thinking about it makes me jealous. It is absurd to think that people are lavishing themselves by stealing their humanity.
This transaction goes beyond saving one person’s life, and is intended to relieve my personal and trivial sense of inferiority.
“Now, make your choice.”
The pitiful middle school students in front of us have to choose.
A pitiful middle school student who has been plagued by blood-sucking mosquitoes all his life, but now seems to be played by the devil.
He is at a crossroads. Both are thorny roads. However, there are roses on one side of the thorny road. A road where you can endure a little pain and take in the sweetness and beauty.
“Am I going to die here and now and let my other siblings live their lives as assassins before they meet someone like me and die?”
To be honest, I didn’t even think of giving you a choice. The other thorny road is short, and the cliff is clearly visible at the end.
It looks like a fork in the road, but it’s actually a single road.
“Will you take your freedom with me?”
As I said before, my mind is just a little bit like the devil, it has a cunning side.
Laughing slyly, I grabbed her chin, fixed her eyes on mine, and made her look only at me, not looking at the floor or the sky.
The eyes that had been shaking here and there are fixed on me. The moon can’t see us, but the moon-like eyes are looking at me. I looked down at him instead of the sky.
“One last word, guide me to your master.”
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Poor lamb who fell into the mouth of such a cunning devil.
A wolf with the destiny of a lamb chose to step over the fence and become a true wolf. A wolf that can never be tamed, that can never turn into a dog.
Ema, the head of the ‘floating blood’, was drinking wine in her own castle.
“Today is the last day.”
5 Days after giving Rumia the seat of Rupika. Tonight is the last day of the successful assassination deadline. If she does not come by the end of this night, her brother will die.
“I wonder if that clumsy thing succeeded…”
Considering the cost of feeding and sleeping, I should definitely succeed, but I can’t expect too much.
Considering her special abilities, she is the most suitable for hunting monsters and demons, but looking at her usual stupid appearance, it seems that she will fail. Even the information about the devil is almost non-existent.
Ema knew Iva’s true identity, but it wasn’t quick. She just looked at the place where her old toy, Rave, died, and knew that this runaway was caused by her demon body bonding. When she investigated further there, she found out that there was a demon in the form of a person named Iba.
However, when she belatedly tried to read her information, all information about the events related to her existence in Ibara was discarded. Perhaps the denunciation is a gimmick, and it’s all confidential. She caught and interrogated some of her guard witches who were investigating the case, but all of her memories of it were gone. She had already written her hand everywhere.
In the end, she didn’t know what kind of demon she was or what abilities she possessed.
“Well, it’s okay to fail.”
Of course I had to succeed, but it didn’t matter if I failed. Even if time is delayed, there will only be new sacrifices for her blood magic. I’ve been running out of blood for magic, but that’s good. The younger she is, the more sensitive she is to pain, the more pure blood she will be able to get.
“It doesn’t matter if I die.”
Even if she gets killed in a counterattack, she will hand over the corpse to her necromancer friend and control it. Then, she needs to report to Rumia, who became the corpse, what abilities the demon possesses. Even after that, she makes and sends several more Rupicas, and if she does well, she will get a heart, and if not, she just keeps getting her information.
And when she has exhausted all the assassins, she will go to the devil herself and take his heart.
No matter what happens to her, there is no loss.
Even though she thought of it, her perfect design made Emma feel better. In the meantime, since she slept and fed her, and saved her life, I would give her life up to her without a second thought. She also has everything useful. She wanted to pass on these tips to other vampires as well. She can get the best results for little money, so why doesn’t everyone try?
As she drank her wine once more, she heard a response that someone had entered her castle. The paper on the table swayed.
Are you the friend you called? Or did the idiot really bring the heart? Whatever it was, she was happy.
Ema asked, waving the bell.
“I am. Master, I have brought you the heart.”
The untouched bell swayed, and instead of making its characteristic cry, it transmitted the sound of human speech.
The correct answer was the latter. Devil’s Heart! Catalyst of the greatest magic!
“Oh, you really brought it. Come here quickly. I want to get drunk with that heart soon.”
Her own level came into her castle as a means to leap one step, not two or three steps higher. Emma laughed out loud, and called her out without saying a word of her good job.
A little time had passed for the candle wax to melt and flow, and Rumia came to Emma. Lumia’s hood was covered with dust, her head was slightly bleeding from a blow, and there was blood on the corners of her mouth. It meant that she had to go through a lot of hardship before coming to find this heart.
However, Emma didn’t pay any attention to Rumia. She only looked at the heart in her hand.
“I… Master, here…”
“T-Is that really the devil’s heart? Really? This is…”
That’s what I said. She had nothing to say The thick demonic air that emanated from that piece of meat was clearly telling him that it was part of the devil. The devil’s heart, which is hard to find because it doesn’t usually take the form of a human.
Now, it has arrived here.
Emma brought her hand close to it with an ecstatic expression.
A strong red aura surged from his heart.
No, I wonder if red is right. At first glance, it looks like blue. Isn’t it gold and silver? Isn’t it, black, a terrible mixture of all colors? What color is that No, no color. That’s bullsh*t no, it’s not nonsense That’s the point. The muscles, bones, and blood of creatures. It is a vessel that fills that life.
What is that? What is that?
I could only describe that as ‘something’.
At the same time, that was ‘someone’.
All humans were animals before becoming rational beings. That primordial sense rings a bell.
That should be worshipped.
No, it must be destroyed.
No, that’s our seeker.
No, that is our sin.
No, that is a blessing.
No, stop thinking and run away.
《Are you surprised???》
No, it’s already too late.
Yes, accept it.
The devil has already put on the skin of a man and has calmly set foot in this castle. The one life that sprang from the heart that moved one life. A twisted regeneration that seems to ignore the laws defined by mankind. Ignoring common sense, ignoring justice, ignoring the law. Resurrected, as if denying the knowledge of life accumulated over the years.
Ema stood in a daze, stiff.
Iva raised her voice in joy. He recited a hymn to himself and shouted out loud, as if praising the coming of the devil rather than the triumph of the hero.
《Satan is coming~ Satan is coming! Satan is coming to destroy the witch’s castle!! Satan wants to kill the parents of orphans! Satan will destroy them!! Satan will destroy your daily life!! The kind Satan who came to give me a present before the year is over!!! Satan is coming!!!”
In front of the witch with round eyes, Eva continued shouting.
《Who is Santa who came to the wrong season? It’s me!! What gift will i give you? It’s me!!!!”
Iba, who had been shouting for a long time, muttered with a more distorted smile than ever before.
The devil’s magic began to fluctuate.
Around that time, Lilia woke up with her hangover pressing her head down. Although she had no bad dreams, she had a very unpleasant wake. She was natural That’s what a hangover is.
“Baby~ Give me some water~”
Even if you say this much, everyone with good ears will listen. Since she had been with him until her memories faded, she might already be waiting by her side.
“My pretty Eva~ I’m very depressed~”
Lilia called out to Iva in a very sloppy voice.
But she didn’t come.
“Baby~ I’m sorry~ Are you mad? Don’t be angry~ I’ll put you to bed after I wake up, huh?”
I didn’t come.
It took a little more time for Lilia to realize that he wouldn’t come no matter how much she called.