I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

130 – Immortality (11)

“You using Lyla as an excuse to send me lies…”

“Where’s the lie there?”

Isn’t it all true? I was dumbfounded, so I endured the swearing. I’ll keep seeing you anyway, so there’s no need to hurt my feelings.

“And you often do things with lies.”

Of course I never lied. This is the difference between her and me. After planting a suitable sense of moral superiority in his heart, he listened to what the prophet had to say.

“That… And this… Are different anyway!”

“I must have explained my intentions?”

It’s been a long time since I finished explaining her to her why I was yelling at her superiors to solve the information that there was a demon king candidate in the world.

Since I couldn’t take too much time, I explained briefly, but she would have understood enough if she had looked at the world from her macroscopic point of view.

The Prophet tapped her on the shoulder indignantly.

“Yes… It’s a great way to keep the demon of death from descending. Of course, assuming everything you say is true.”

“It’s true.”

“There is no source.”

“Kang is also good. Aren’t you afraid of the stigma?”

“…Shut up.”

Is this why people want to rule? The feeling of seizing and wielding a weak spot created a great sense of superiority in me. The fact that this great prophet can be influenced by my words…

‘Hmm, that sounds like sh*t.’

It was unpleasant. It seems to be the same guy as the old owner. I don’t like being oppressed, but being oppressed doesn’t feel too good either. The pleasure of superiority is certain, but the unpleasant feeling behind it is zero.

I need to get things done quickly and make him free. I made that promise. Of course, I plan to use it very well until I solve the problem. You have to pick everything you want to eat.

“Anyway… I don’t want to die, so I’ll cooperate… But I hope you don’t hurt my ethics too much.”

“Don’t worry. At least I won’t ask you to kill anyone. I have a conscience.”

“…”

“Well, will you let me crawl on all fours here?”

“No. I’m glad you’re considerate.”

“But sending a letter wouldn’t have been very immoral.”

“…”

“You bastard…”

I just stabbed him once. It’s just a sign saying ‘I don’t want to hear you!’ It was clear that he intended to play around a bit and check my attitude. Did you think that if you showed a little dislike, I would ask for something easier next time?

That can’t be.

A cute guy. Rebel in strange places I’ll have to grab a blade and roll it later.

“Anyway, do what you do now.”

Her I waved her hand and sent her away. The Prophet hesitated as if he was trembling.

“…Really, are you going to use this method?”

“Then I even wrote a letter to the head of the Witch Association and the Pope, but what am I going to do now? You want me to die as a dog?”

“That’s not it, but…”

Stop talking. I had a rough idea of what he was trying to say.

“Are you feeling guilty? I made a plan to blackmail my friends, abandon all my acquaintances and go into seclusion.”

Seeing that they spit randomly without being aware of their location, they clearly lack social skills. Innis only has a few friends, but how is he so different when it comes to his kindness and language.

Still thinking about the words, it seems that he is aware that these words are rude.

“…From now on, let’s wear it and live.”

You hit the Prophet’s calf with your leg.

“Damn! What are you doing!”

I didn’t even hit it hard.

“Eomsal is.”

I smiled and disappeared in front of her.

**

A woman with blank eyes was walking by the side of the road. Her appearance was outstanding, and all the men swallowed her saliva, but she was not in the mood to dare to approach her, so she just watched.

Her golden hair was calm and beautiful, like wheat fields swaying in the wind on a sunny afternoon, and her eyes were ruby red in the sun. Her piercing eyes and haughty gait contributed greatly to the cold air that drifted in her.

The woman walked and walked without a moment’s rest.

As she walked, she stopped in front of a family house. It was her foreign home to her. At least not in her memory.

“…”

But she felt a sense of affection when she saw the house. The warmth of a bonfire in the snowy field. Guided by her energy, the woman took a step toward her door. She looked at the nameplate and address that naturally caught her eye.

“…My house?”

It was the house of a woman who changed after the Ilios demon manifestation a few years ago. A space that was like a fantasy inside her, which she knew only from the address.

“My, why am I here…?”

Woman, Innis looked around in bewilderment. It must have been at the hotel earlier. But when I came to my senses, suddenly in front of my house? Weird.

At that time, a human figure passed quickly from the window and opened the door. She almost hit her nose, so Innis withdrew. A girl came out of the door. She was still a girl who should have been in her parents’ arms.

“Sister! Uh… Sister…? Right?”

“…Eh, you mean…?”

She asked, dumbfounded. But from that title, Innis could easily guess the identity of her girl.

“…Is that Karen?”

“Yes!”

The girl smiled broadly and nodded her head. Innis looked at her child with a delighted but bewildered expression. That little baby is so big…

She did not watch her grow with amazement, only she felt desolate.

“Why don’t you come in! It’s my house!”

Giving a strong welcome to her older sister, whom she could not even remember, the girl grabbed Innis’ hand and pulled her into her house. To the girl she seemed to feel no sense of debt or unfamiliarity with Innis.

That’s why Innis knew right away.

Her own fears, she said, were her foolish worries that were of no avail. She said her family was family, no matter how far apart they were.

In an instant, Innis could remember what he had been doing to come to this place. This is where she comes to her senses after looking at her note left by Eba.

What kind of magic did he use again? Innis smiled bitterly.

It was clear that if he was alone, he would have hesitated for quite some time before coming here. He doesn’t know what he’s done, but this one was a clear favor.

‘Thank you.’

Holding her mother in her arms as she cried and delivered her welcome, Innis thanked her inwardly.

In that way, Innis was able to spend a harmonious time with his family.

“Looks like it went well.”

Iva peeped at the family scene as she passed by. Seeing Innis’ smile in full bloom, I felt a little relieved.

I wrote a device so that butterflies come out automatically when you open a folded memo.

Although only her memories were transferred, how did Eva constantly use the power of chaos during those countless hours? This is because he was far superior in terms of utility than the devil of the reverse sky.

So, the mastery of the power of the demon of chaos naturally rose. Beyond simple hallucinations or emotional amplification, you can do things that are infinitely close to brainwashing.

With that power, he brainwashed Innis to go to his house. She could automatically tell where she was and put her butterfly on it.

‘Looking at her now, she doesn’t seem to have any problems without me.’

Seeing Innis reciting her own heroic stories as if she were reading fairy tales to her younger brother, her Iva reaped her butterflies.

“Now, when the monster comes running, I use magic…”

“Wow!”

Seeing that harmony, she wondered if she would have become an outsider even if she had bothered to stay there. Eva thought so and moved her steps. A bitter smile bloomed on her lips.

The world was quiet as if she hadn’t received news of her yet. After a while, newspapers will be scattered like snow. There will be news that will never be ignored.

Quickening her steps slightly, Iva headed for a cafe.

It wasn’t the smell of coffee, it was a teahouse with the scent of flowers. But she couldn’t reach Asphodel’s.

She moved her feet to the window on the second floor without hesitation. There was already someone waiting for her and making her a cup of tea.

“…Are you here?”

“Sorry, I’m a little late.”

Closing her colorful, butterfly-like eyes, Lilia nodded her head.

“Right. You’re late. Where did you learn to keep your master waiting?”

“The manners I created myself.”

Eva smirked and casually sat in front of her.

She enjoyed a late morning when the sun was not yet in the middle, the witch quietly cut a piece of bread and put it in her mouth. The devil naturally took her tea and drank it to quench her thirst.

“Hey.”

“Why?”

“You buy it and drink it yourself… Eh, that’s it. What are you doing after you come here?”

Eva set her car down and left a brief review.

“I can’t reach my mother’s.”

“So, who made it?”

Lilia smiled and looked at him. Her eyes as she looked at him slowly faltered. His eyebrows, like the curves of a watercolor painting, creased. It was closer to pity than anger.

Lillia stood up slightly and bent over to examine him.

“Are you alright…? What’s wrong with your complexion…”

I wonder where the mischievous and high-handed attitude until now went, and I let out a worried voice while stroking his cheek or forehead.

“Where does it hurt? Have you been through something bad…? That’s why you sent me a message saying you wanted to meet me…?”

“It’s not like that.”

Iva slashed her hand with a slightly sharp tone.

“Then what?

“I do that sometimes too?”

“Maybe not this time. So, what’s wrong with your complexion? What wasn’t good has gotten worse.”

Is this an insult or a concern? Iba asked, dumbfounded.

“What looks so bad?”

“The dark circles have gotten worse, the color of the lips is not good, the eyes are sharper than usual, and the way of speaking is unusually sharp.”

“The last one is not even complexion.”

“That’s what I said.”

Lilia, who was examining his face one by one, smiled dejectedly.

“I’m so interested in you… What the f*ck are you even saying to me that your complexion hasn’t improved?”

“…That’s right.”

Eba laughed too.

“Doesn’t that mean you like me that much?”

“…What are you talking about?”

Lillia got irritated for nothing and she kicked his foot under the table. As she talked, she thought his expression would soften a little, but she still didn’t like it.

“… Whew.”

She let out a small sigh and pressed her temples.

“So you showed up with that bad complexion and wanted to say something? Didn’t the chloride work?”

“Yes. Why is it nice to see your face?”

“Yeah… It’s the first time I’ve seen you in almost an entire day. I’m very happy about that.”

Eva let go of that sarcasm and parted her lips.

“I was tried.”

“…! You too? As the Prophet said…”

Lillia put her hand on her chin and took a thinking pose. In the part ‘you too’, she hinted that she too had an ordeal, but she did not show any surprise at all. Lilia was so focused on the fact that her ordeal came from Iva that she didn’t even notice it.

“So? What kind of ordeal have you been through?”

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Perhaps it was because of the content of that ordeal that it ended up like that. Lillia guessed so.

“…Survive.”

“…You too?”

That guess seemed to be true. After repeating the same conversation as before, Lilia let out a deep breath in anguish.

“Hmm… What the hell is going on…”

After lowering her head and pondering the number of possible cases, Lilia turned her gaze back to Iva.

‘Couldn’t it… Have you been so afraid of dying that your complexion has deteriorated?’

When she thought that, she almost burst out laughing. She was dangerous She was told to survive, but she suddenly laughs. There is no such thing as a crazy b*tch.

Lillia licked the corners of her mouth and she looked at him again. Eva was wiggling her fingers with her head down. I could just see her uneasy look.

She must have been sensitive to her death because she had already been through something close to her death once.

“That… You know.”

“Lilia.”

He started talking to Lilia just as she was about to let go of her luck.

“Huh? Uh, uh uh… Why?”

“I’m sorry.”

Lilia was dazed by her sudden apology. Are you sorry? What?

“This was the best way for the two of us to survive.”

Hook. She did and felt like the wind was blowing. Her breath caught as she swam through a huge storm. Momentarily, her lack of oxygen made her head dizzy. My vision is completely overturned and my senses are mixed. The scent of flowers that brushed her nose flew away as to what had stolen.

The last thing she saw before regaining her consciousness was a butterfly. The butterfly that flew to the flower witch was natural in a way, but what it took was not honey, but a ritual.

“Go back to your dorm and sleep for a while. Seeing that you don’t look good right now, you probably didn’t sleep well last night.”

Lilia stood up from her seat as soon as she finished her words. She was blank-eyed, but she walked straight out without staggering.

In the place where she was, I could see pieces of leftover bread and still unemptied tea.

“…I wouldn’t have eaten breakfast, but I should have fed it before sending it off.”

Swallowing up regrets that it was too late for him to come now, he too rose from his seat.

**

If Lilia had prepared or expected it in advance, she wouldn’t have fallen into her brainwashing so easily. But she trusted me, and I took advantage of it.

Overcame the shortcoming of her brainwashing, duration and strong volatility, through her command to sleep. Also, since I urged him to sleep, he probably wouldn’t wake up.

With this, the preparations are almost complete. The rest is all I have to do now is get the spell I asked for.

I moved to contact the Prophet again.

Then I suddenly remembered what she had said.

-Are you feeling guilty?

Aren’t you feeling guilty? If not, would it be a human child? Of course there is.

The witch who threatened me under the pretext of an acquaintance and backed me up, knocked me out for being in the way… And acted like sh*t. And she will do more and more in the future.

But it can’t be undone.

This is also because of guilt.

A demon worshiper who tried to summon the demon of death. He was originally meant to be defeated by a demon worshiper of immortality.

While the preparations for the ceremony are not yet complete, he is attacked by an immortal demon worshiper and exits. In the original work, it was consumed only as a device to launch the final boss of the episode.

But not in this world. I have killed the immortal demon worshiper, and he will no longer come to Ilios. Undisturbed, the death-madman perfected his ritual, and came to manifest the demon of death.

This is the result of running to live without covering the front and back. It’s the result of the ‘destruction of the original’ that I didn’t care about… No, I took my eyes off it. As I entered this world, many things were twisted.

That’s the case with Innis as well. Originally, she should have met her family sooner. She didn’t push and push until she did so. After meeting me, various butterfly effects arose and became like this.

Morbe is like that too. Originally, she should have lived quietly in the shadows and been defeated by the prophet, but when she saw the candidate for the demon king, her eyes turned and came out into the world. As a result, several casualties occurred.

In addition to this, countless other changes must have taken place.

“Whoa…”

Suddenly thinking about it made me feel unfair and let out a sigh. Then what should I have done? I just did my best to live, to live as humanly as possible.

Of course, in the case of Morbe, it was a bad relationship that started with my inaction. But is it a human being to ignore a child who is almost certain to die? It is a beast that has abandoned its duty in a hurry to live.

Continuous fever. There is guilt, there is resentment. But there is no sense of wonder. What’s the use of crying now that I’ve made a mistake?

What I started, I will finish. Did you tell me to settle down?

It’s my responsibility, so I…

“I… Over there!”

“Yes?”

At that time, someone called me. I wasn’t in the mood to have a friendly conversation, so I looked back nervously.

“Hee, hee! Oops, sorry…”

If you’re going to say sorry, I’d rather not even call you. The heat rose again at that timid attitude.

“Still… I couldn’t miss more…”

And the moment I saw that person, my fever cooled down. Should I be embarrassed or should I be ashamed?

“It’s been a while… Savior.”

“Your title is crazy…”

Don’t call me that.

“It’s been a while for me, Lupika.”

What was in front of my eyes was a beastly girl who had now confidently assumed the form of a woman.