I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

Chapter 118

118 – Verbs (16)

Lilia was sitting in a teahouse drinking tea.

‘It’s better that mom did it…’

Did you say that the first thing that comes to your mind when you leave the house is the house? I’m sure I’ve gotten too used to the warmth of home. Even a small thing made me compare it to that warmth. Of course, it was also an idea created by her characteristic money-saving personality.

But she blamed it more on her empty heart now. In the past, she would have teased and chatted with a moderately pretty boy, but now she didn’t feel like that.

‘I miss my mother…’

I thought she would be fine, but she wasn’t as good as I thought.

It was sad.

It was a pity that Eva didn’t follow her own words after all.

“What kind of misfortune is this…”

She’s not even a wife abandoned by her husband. Lilia laughed bitterly.

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People change more easily than I thought.

After losing Master, she thought that she would never show great affection to others again. I thought I wouldn’t obsess.

She has changed since meeting him. It was like gathering morning dew to form a lake. She was too small to notice. By the time she realized it, she had already been soaked.

Lilia conceded. Ivara is her own slave, he is her heart. That she is indispensable.

Nominally governing relationship. What was put forward was friendship. A priestly relationship at one time. A relationship that will not change its essence no matter what circumstances it is placed in. A partner who can make each other smile regardless of the name of the relationship.

Also, opponents who bind each other and have no choice but to release them freely.

Lilia couldn’t break Eva’s stubbornness. She wanted to practice and do what she wanted. She hoped that if she had a will, she would achieve it, even if the road was dangerous. But she couldn’t help feeling bitter, sad, and lonely at the same time.

‘I wonder if Master felt this way when he saw me.’

She recalled a time when she didn’t listen to Master and lived a life of debauchery. Master’s expression was a bittersweet yet proud smile. I wonder if it was like this.

I don’t know. Those who are already dead do not speak.

Lilia got out of the bad car and looked out her window. It was an act she tried to stabilize her mind and body by looking at the surrounding scenery for a while.

And then, she noticed something strange.

“…Snow?”

In this season, and also in this land?

She looked up at the sky, but it was still blue.

Something that made no sense was falling.

Also, those eyes weren’t limited to Ilios.

“Oh, is it snow?”

Monia, who was drinking tea at the same time as Lilia, looked at her window in surprise.

The vast blue sky was frantically filled with white dots that were not clouds.

It was snow.

“Snow?”

“It’s snow… When are we going to clean this up?”

“Rumia, this is not inside the cathedral.”

“Oh that’s right! Yes!”

Over there, the Holy Knights were talking while looking up at the sky.

As expected, the Holy Knights are the Holy Knights. My weak legs and no chin.

Caught.

My arm doesn’t budge. It was because they wrapped around me with strong ropes. It’s domineering! This is unfair treatment! It’s normal for civilized people to sit at a table and have a conversation!

I tried to protest like that, but now I gave up looking at the sky.

It’s already over.

It was a day I wanted to see my brother.

It was such a life.

“What snow in this weather.”

“I mean.”

Even at a glance, the eyes looked suspicious, so Iva slashed the butterflies before they touched her flesh. She also made Stella fly butterflies around her so that they could not see her skin.

The situation was so dire that she was on her way back to where she had been earlier. She was also concerned that Innis or Wiz might have been harmed by a worshiper.

“Isn’t that the work of a worshiper?”

“That’s right. Was there a demon you couldn’t defeat?”

“Probably not that. If that was the case, there’s no way he’d been quiet all this time. Besides… Wiz didn’t seem to notice anything strange either.”

Considering Wiz’s ability to detect demonic beings, it is strange to assume that demons have been hiding until now. Eva nodded her head as if agreeing with him.

“Then what is this?”

“…I don’t know.”

Eva lowered her voice to a whisper.

“Did the devil with eyes like this appear in the original work?”

“I don’t remember… Iba, do you have any guesses? I don’t think the novels continued to come out after I died.”

“Unfortunately, no. I stopped reading novels after you died.”

“Thanks, but that doesn’t help.”

“What.”

But she can’t go back to the past and read the book again. It’s already in the past, and we have to solve it within the knowledge we know.

It wasn’t too far from where the two left to sleep, so it didn’t take long for them to get back.

In less than a minute, Iva and Stella arrived at the place where they were staying until now.

And then, I saw an unusual sight.

No harm was seen to Stella or Wiz, who were concerned. Rather, she was the opposite.

The worshiper was dead with his throat cut. His blood gushed out of the empty space where his head should have been. The blood that rose up like that soaked the ground at the same speed as the snow falling from the sky.

Red dyed the earth, and the snow that fell into it was also red.

Looking around like that. Eva’s eyes flashed red once more. She was none other than the pupil of Innis.

“…What’s going on?”

“It was a trap.”

Innis said in a trembling voice.

“What is a trap?”

“This worshiper… I was thinking more crazier than I thought.”

She bit her lips involuntarily in resentment, and blood leaked out again. She parted her lips in regret, as if in confession.

“Three demons were nothing. It was just a process…”

Eva heard the story and flew her butterfly again. So that these unsettling eyes no longer reach Innis and Wiz. It’s already been moderately hit, but it won’t make it ineffective.

But Wiz was bitten by annoyedly beckoning her blood-colored butterflies that started flying around her.

“Get rid of it… It’s too late…”

So she said, and she chased the butterflies all around her.

Innis was still continuing his confession. Her eyes were red. The whites were stained red. Her veins were clearly visible. It wasn’t strange that tears would fall at any time.

Snow fell on her face, and she did not know whether it was tears or melted snow.

“This worshiper sacrificed himself and three demons to summon a demon.”

I didn’t quite understand. It wasn’t just Eva, but Stella also asked if that was the case.

“What are you talking about? Using three demons to summon a demon, plus yourself? What the… You saw it. That worshiper was afraid to die.”

“That was the problem.”

Innis pointed at the decapitated worshiper.

“I erased my memory on purpose to summon that one demon.”

As snow colored the world and blood colored the world, human tears also colored the earth. It was a tear full of despair.

“For the fear of death to become a sacrifice, I hinted to myself that I must never die, and then even cursed myself to die after a certain amount of time.”

“What a crazy bastard…”

Eva approached Innis and asked, wiping her tears with her finger.

“So? What demon is that madman trying to summon? What is the devil he is trying to summon by dedicating himself to three demons?”

“Here… You already have…”

The answer lies with Wiz, not Innis. For her, who can instinctively sense her demons, the answer was extraordinarily easy.

“Where?”

“Here.”

However, what Wiz was pointing at was empty space. A void of snow. Stella followed the fingertip and reached a conclusion.

“…Snow?”

“That’s right… Snow. Falling from the sky… Snow.”

Snow falling without clouds.

Snow falling without cold.

Snow out of season.

Snow that dyes the world white.

It’s not snow, it’s snow.

Eyes that fill the field of vision no matter where you place them.

“This is… The devil…”

It was the object of worship and the savior who would give his life. He called the three and was the one who grudged.

“…What is the demon’s name?”

Stella asked.

This time, Innis answered instead of Wiz. Her voice was cold, but her hands were busy searching for a broom. The eyes were shaking violently.

“Death Demon.”

In a house, a girl was waiting for someone. As the girl watched the unseasonably heavy snow fall, she asked her mother.

“Mom, when is your sister coming?”

“Wait a little bit and he’ll come.”

“Really? You’re not lying?!”

“Of course.”

“hehehe!”

The girl turned her head to stare at the picture frame of her lady, then snorted. The picture was not a picture she had taken herself, it was just a newspaper cut-and-paste. She couldn’t help it.

The only way to get a picture of a woman who did not show her face to her family for several years was through public performance.

“When he comes, I’m going to brag to Emma, who said I’m a liar! Then I’m going to ask her to scold me! I’m going to ask Daisy, who believed in me, to do some magic!”

The girl proudly looked at the performance. From large photos that filled front-page articles to short articles with only lines of text.

All the articles with the name ‘Innis’ attached were decorated with frames.

The girl’s mother watched her child’s immature behavior with her warm eyes. She also had a guilty conscience in her eyes.

Her past has done her no good when it comes to her own daughter who has defeated her demons.

She was terrified of her daughter for doing such a daunting thing for her.

She must have been the scariest thing for her.

Her family, who should have comforted her the most, was afraid of her.

It was a horrible thing to do as her family.

That’s what the girl’s mother thought.

Let’s apologize once we get home.

You may not be able to forgive. It may not come at all.

But, still, I want to ask for forgiveness. I want to hug that child once again. I want to whisper to you that there is nothing wrong with you.

Once. If only her face would shine once.

If only I could see that daughter’s face again…

Absolutely.

She’s so guilty, she turns her head away thinking it’s strange that the surroundings have quieted down.

A girl went outside and was playing around the house with her children.

Kyaaa, the innocent sound of the street erased my sorrow for a while.

“He’s really…”

I was grateful for the snow falling on a topic that wasn’t even a day. You make children laugh The person who cleans up will have a hard time, but that’s a story after enjoying it.

Children who have the most tomorrow and who can enjoy today the most know the happiness of their eyes better than anyone else. Just the fact that the world turns white makes me laugh out loud.

“Sometimes weird eyes are fine…”

So muttered the girl’s mother, she felt strange again.

The laughter of the children, who had been laughing innocently, suddenly stopped again.

Did someone get hurt? The mother quickly put on her coat and came out.

Fortunately.

The children were still laughing.

Unfortunately.

I was just laughing.

Do not move. Not even breathing I didn’t speak, I didn’t whine.

She froze just as she used to play. She froze As if playing, it doesn’t move.

As if struck by the eyes of a mythical monster, as if turned to stone, as if there was no life in the first place.

Fortunately or unfortunately, the mother did not realize more than that.