I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

110 – Verbs (8)

Mmm. It was also a luxury hotel, so the coffee smell was good. Boo is really good at times like this. When the poor man wakes up with morning dust, clothed in the radiance of the dawn,

The rich start their day leisurely by enjoying coffee, buttery bread, and eggs. There was no need to compare which of the two would have a more refreshing morning.

So time is like gold. Time is more valuable because money can buy it.

Taking a bite of the lacquered time, I felt deep gratitude for being alive today.

If I die, I’ll be stuck in the bog, regardless of whether it’s lacquered or mud-stained.

In that respect, time is not just gold. No matter what time it is, for a person on the verge of death, even one second will have a value that is incomparable to gold.

As I thought about it, the trials came to mind, and every moment I enjoyed like this suddenly became precious. Of course, people are so clever that they will soon forget this preciousness. Even so, right now, I feel precious, so isn’t it a good thing? In the end, the most important thing is the present.

This time’s ordeal is extremely simple.

The content is also ‘survive’.

It does not require any particular philosophical consideration or deep reasoning. It’s literally just a story that ends if you’re alive.

That’s why I’m most afraid. I can’t even imagine what kind of incident will happen and threaten my life. This world embellishes my journey with greater suffering beyond my imagination.

On the contrary, it could be said that not imagining it was the best way to deal with it.

However, human curiosity does not die easily, and even if one makes such a promise, the greed to satisfy the rising intellectual desire sneaks up on one’s head.

I drank my coffee once again and seriously thought about whether I would die today.

“Hmm? Innis? Was it fun? Except for me… Hey… The hotel is very nice. Last night’s dinner must have been good. The drinks must have been good too, right?”

“Lee, Lilia…”

“Huh? Was it fun???”

Certainly the woman’s anger was not the cause of my death.

“Wasn’t it fun? That’s right… I dared to talk hahahahahoho just the two of us without the Flower Witch, what could have been fun…”

As I watched Lilia reciting something like a curse or envy in Innis’ arms, I barely held back my sigh.

“Innis, did you hate me to meet you like that?”

“That, it can’t be! It’s just… I just wanted to be with Iba sometimes.”

“That’s it!”

The amount of food and coffee in front of Innis was almost the same as when it first came out. It meant that Lilia was whining so much that she couldn’t even eat her food. I looked at the plate in front of me, feeling proud of the situation where the distance of the original famous coupling became very close (physical).

Unlike Innis, it was greatly reduced.

Innis looked at me and looked at me, but I simply ignored it, biting into the last sausage in front of me.

“Hey there. Don’t look away. Anyone who sees you will think you’re an outsider.”

“Lord, sometimes we can sleep out. What did I do wrong?”

“Look at that shameless thing.”

Lilia pointed roughly with her fork.

“Do you know how worried I was until I got a call from you? How much I was afraid that someone else might be swindling somewhere…”

“I actually met some strange people.”

“That’s not it! What did you suddenly say after worrying so much? You said you were sleeping with Innis?”

I poked the fork with my fork and then slowly put it down. She resisted in her own way, but even so, she couldn’t beat me in terms of her strength.

“Hey, you bastard. Did you like the bosom of a beautiful blonde with big breasts?”

“Well then, good.”

“Huh? Joe, did you like it?”

“Innis, this is not a compliment, so stay still.”

Lilia pressed her chest with her chin, killing Innis’ ecstasy that jumped out of her strange side.

“The owner made me wait lonely…”

“Stella was there.”

“That woman always quarrels with me.”

I blocked her hand, so this time she’s a foot. Under the table covered with white cloth, I felt the touch of a thump on my knee. Seeing how soft it was rather than hard, it was like taking off her shoes and touching them.

“Really? He was just nice to me.”

“As a childhood friend, of course he will treat you well.”

Her feet seemed to enjoy my reaction, rubbing against my calves and touching them.

A mischievous smile gradually formed on Lillia’s lips.

“Huh? A childhood friend? …Did Iva have something like that?”

“It’s too much. Even if it’s me, I don’t have old relationships. It’s because everyone has died or forgotten. Even looking at it like this, my friendships are quite wide.”

“Oh, I don’t mean that… I’m sorry if I’ve offended you.”

“No thanks.”

“I see… There are children like that… A friend who became close with Iba before me…”

Even as Innis muttered and hardened her expression horribly, Lilia was smiling and rubbing her feet against my thighs.

I must have finished eating anyway. I put her hand under the table.

Then she grabbed her foot and pressed her hard with her fingers. To be precise, she pressed blood.

You can’t see it, but it’s probably this place.

“What’s wrong?!”

“Huh?”

Lillia quickly covered her mouth as she groaned, as if she was surprised to hear it herself.

Ennis, who was finally able to be freed, looked at me and Lilia, who reacted strangely, and asked in a trembling voice.

“What, what did you do…?”

“It’s nothing. Oh right, you know me, I’ve been tried.”

It must have been because Lilia’s voice I shouted earlier was so cunning that all the people eating around her looked back. Fearing that the atmosphere would become strange, I quickly changed the topic.

“That, that’s not it… What did you do to Lilia earlier…?”

“Oh, that’s right! I’ve been through trials lately too!”

As Innis was still obsessed with the past, Lilia hurriedly followed her with my topic. Judging by the fact that her cheeks were red and her voice was not stable, the previous acupressure method must have been very effective.

The contents were quite surprising, but I didn’t react much to her remarks. So did she. She didn’t react with surprise when she heard my remarks.

Because it was something the Prophet foretold beforehand.

“…Yes, congratulations.”

Innis puffed up his cheeks and then said resignedly.

“Then what is it about?”

I said it because it wasn’t something to hide. Lilia said the same thing without hesitation.

“Survive.”

“Survive.”

At the moment, at the dining table, which had been moderately harmonious and tense.

“What the f*ck.”

There was only tension.

**

Wiz’s morning is slow.

Because of sleep.

Every night she sleeps, her dreams that she can’t even remember properly haunt her. She goes back to sleep to kill her tiredness and then her dreams haunt her.

As she lives in this vicious cycle, of course her sleep gets longer and more.

But not today.

For some reason, I didn’t have a dream today. She was able to get a good night’s sleep within a small amount of sleep (by her standards).

That’s why the morning of the warrior candidate Wiz was early today.

Of course, it wasn’t as fast as another candidate for the hero.

“What, are you awake already?”

Her golden eyes staring lovingly at herself, her red hair red as her blood and ready to burn like a flame, her healthy skin slightly tanned by her sun, made it more attractive.

The second hero candidate, Stella. She picked up a star and was, as her name suggests, a brightly shining woman.

“Yes…”

Wiz nodded her head slowly as usual even though she had a good night’s sleep. Stella brushed off her hand as she tried to change her own nightgown, then went inside her quilt and covered her bed. She changed her clothes as if she were taking off her skin.

“I… Can…”

“Aren’t you going to sleep after changing clothes again?”

“Of course… Not…!”

It’s already been over a month since she went on her trip with her. Once again, Wiz stood up, thinking that the church must have been in trouble to deal with it.

I was just grateful to Stella.

To think that she supported her own decision without hesitation in choosing to run away just because she didn’t want to leave. She is also the best of friends who only have each other.

…No, we won’t be alone with each other anymore.

Stella had a childhood friend whom she met long before she did. The boy who was now a candidate for the Demon King was that.

To think that when they both grew up losing their memories, one of them became a hero candidate and the other a demon king candidate. Should it be bad luck or fate? Or should I say romantic? It’s an impressive relationship.

Despite such a relationship of nemesis, the two continued to build affection regardless of each other’s position.

Wiz felt jealous whenever Stella reacted like she loved someone else. She is only herself to herself, because she was not only herself to herself.

While possessing great power, Wiz was human.

That’s why she was like a reed, possessing emotions worthy of any human being and being swayed by them.

But even so, he was not one to be eaten and controlled by his emotions.

A reed is shaken by the wind but not broken by the wind, so was she.

No matter how much he was, he wasn’t stupid enough to throw away the position he was in right now, the position of a candidate for the warrior after trampling on countless people, according to his personal feelings.

The case in which Wiz decided to run away just because the two of them didn’t want to be apart was quite unusual.

“Wiz, what would you like for breakfast?”

“Just… Give me a glass of milk.”

“No. I need a good breakfast to gain strength.”

“I… Hate… Pushing myself…”

At that, Stella laughed bitterly and filled a glass with milk and handed it over. Wiz took a small sip of it like her cat and quenched her throat.

My eyes were fixed on Stella.

Your only friend, your only understanding, your only comrade, the spark that lights up the darkness, your guide in the night sky, my star. Lovely Stella.

Wiz made the decision to run away to protect Stella, to be precise, everyone living in this world.

“Wiz, then something big happens. There may come a time when you have to move your body suddenly. Why, like when I met the devil before.”

“That’s that… This this… It’s okay… When the time comes… I’ll leave it all to Stella and bounce…”

“Bad b*tch, look how shameless. What if I’m an enemy you can’t handle?”

Stella laughed as she said that. Wiz also laughed at her like that.

“Then… Let’s run away together…”

The reason why Wiz decided to run away.

That was in line with the reason why her morning was slow.

Because she had a dream.

A dream of the world collapsing.

In that dream, Wiz made her choice to live apart from Stella as her candidate for the hero. Not once, but many times.

And every time, without missing a single one,

The world has collapsed.

It was too vivid to be considered a mere dream. But it was a dream, so it was vague in my memory. After repeating such contradictions for several nights, Wiz made a decision.

In order not to fall apart from Stella, let’s rebel against the cathedral.

I didn’t know at the time whether that decision was a dream or a reality.

Seeing that he is still alive, it must have been a dream, not a reality.

Even when Wiz wakes up, he is still in a dream, unable to distinguish whether this is a dream resembling reality or a reality resembling a dream.

He sipped milk with a sluggish expression and face.

That was the time.

The Prophet crawled out of the tent and caught her eye. In that she sees the future, she was a partner with whom I felt a sense of kinship. She

She’s not sure if it’s her own, of course. She’s not sure what the future is.

“Hello. It’s sudden, but I need to leave right now.”

Take a look. She is like that even now, and she suddenly throws out her own opinion. Did she at least explain.

Wiz let out a sigh inside her, then drank all of her milk down her throat.

**

An empty house with no one in it. Looking around at the lodgings rented to her family, tourists, etc., The beast girl sighed.

“You’ve already left…”

Utilizing her experience during her assassination training, she succeeded until she found the accommodation where the candidate for the hero stayed.

The enemy was faster.

She stayed up all night chasing her, but the result was futile. The house was empty except for basic furniture.

“Furthermore, it erases the reverberation so that the scent cannot be traced…”

I sniffed her nose and tried to smell it, but there was no smell, literally nothing. It is neither musty nor dusty, it is odorless. Any traces of hiding evidence.

It was certain that the candidate for the hero was here.

“What would I do if I knew where it was… After all, I have to find it from the beginning…”

I looked around to see if her hair had fallen anywhere, but it was perfectly cleaned.

“That’s right. There’s no way I can correct the candidates for the hero…”

I sighed again.

If I go back, I’ll be beaten to death by the captain again.

“Should I just run away…”

But there’s no way I can do that. Rumia let out a sigh of her own for the number of times today and moved her steps weakly.