I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

46 – Teacher (16)

Iva and Rumia made some arrangements before entering the witch’s castle.

The first is to let Lumia’s younger siblings escape while Iva captures the vampires.

Eva has a magic called [Colosseum].

The magic originated from the name of a ruin that was destroyed in the age of Iba and could only be confirmed from past records,

Similar to the function of the site where gladiators were forced to fight, it has the function of inducing forced duels between people.

A magic that creates a labyrinth and makes it impossible to escape until one of them dies.

The magic that actually builds the labyrinth consumes a lot of mana, so this [Colosseum] Is nothing more than making the subject of magic recognize that there is a labyrinth. In addition, in order to escape from the labyrinth, the sense of duty to kill the opponent is forcibly imposed.

In other words, the Colosseum is an illusion magic.

‘In other words, that b*tch is an idiot who couldn’t even defend against the magic of a third-rate wizard like me.’

That’s what Eva thought when she saw a vampire who had just been gifted a beautiful black necklace by her offspring.

Of course, she had many excuses for Emma that she couldn’t defend.

One is the state of mind at the time of being enchanted, and because Eva intentionally recreated the manifestation of the devil and faced the regenerated scene, her mind was already contaminated.

The other is magic performance. As imagery is the source of magic, the stronger the imagery, the higher the magical performance. Iva had her true intentions of killing Emma, and that feeling greatly increased her magic.

But no matter what the variables were, in the end defeat is defeat.

Lumia manages to free all of her own siblings while Iva captures her vampires.

This great escape was largely due to the portal Emma made to come to her castle. This castle without doors can only be moved through portals. It was to promote closure. So that people who only know the identity of this castle can flow in.

‘It was my first time seeing a portal, so it was quite interesting. It was a bit unpleasant to wriggle in the shadows.’

A portal that can be crossed through a special means of transportation derived from that dense closedness, a shadow.

If you draw a circle from the outside using the ‘Shadow Reaper Hand’, a magic tool made by Emma, a portal to move to the castle will open.

The rule is to close the portal immediately after moving, but Lumia deliberately left the portal unattended today. It was an escape route.

The destination of their escape is the city from which they came, Eraport.

A total of about 20 orphans were brought to the city with a clear purpose.

The second thing we agreed on was to steal the wealth that Emma had accumulated.

Sit down on the side of the road penniless, just feel the pain in another direction, different from the pain of abuse in the past. Need to find a new home

The first place to go is the cathedral where Iba and Rumia stayed. No matter how deeply compassionate a sacred place is, it would be a little burdensome to welcome a large number of people who suddenly came.

So that’s money. If financial support is supported, there is room for it. Even if you are kicked out because you can’t accept it from the church, it will be your strength until you find a new home.

So Rumia ordered her younger siblings to gather all sorts of valuable supplies, and then she escaped from the castle.

Lastly and thirdly, to keep this third promise, Rumia returned to this blood-stained castle.

Eva briefly recalled her past.

Just before entering the castle, Lumia asked for a favor in front of the portal.

-Hey, Mr. Iba…

– Why?

-As expected, would you please refrain from killing the master?

Hearing that, Iba was dumbfounded at first. I mean it wasn’t funny. As if something sticky had stuck in my throat, I couldn’t speak properly.

That emotion soon turned into anger. The law of forgiveness is beautiful, but it also has a degree. The forgiveness that will be given to those who abuse children and use them as assassins is an extreme luxury.

Iva wanted to give a sermon to Rumia before entering the castle.

But before Iva could speak, Rumia spoke first.

-I’m not saying I’ll forgive you. If you want to kill, you can kill. However, if you can afford to leave it in a state right before death… I would appreciate it if you did.

Rumia’s face as she said that was hidden in the shadows, making it hard to see. But Eba knew. What kind of eyes are sleeping in that shadow?

-…It’s my job, so I want to kill it.

The rage that Iva possessed was quickly replaced by boldness.

It takes a lot of determination to kill even the trashiest person you’ve been with.

Long-term abuse imprints instinctive fear.

Long domination imprints instinctive frustration.

A long-standing fear imprints an instinctive defeat.

Let alone seizing the opportunity to rebel, it prevents you from even thinking about it.

What she is trying to do is to go against her artificially created natural instincts.

It is her determined will to overturn the accumulated history of her own life and the history of oppression.

Who can understand the heart of a girl who decided to end her own affairs and cut off the bad ties of her past. She would know that she was in the same situation.

As the wonderful girl wished, Eva only played with Emma until she was about to kill her.

“…Lumia?”

Thanks to that, I am now able to see such a touching mother-daughter reunion.

“It’s the second time I’m seeing you, Master.”

Emma tried to convey something with her hands that couldn’t rise properly and her neck that she couldn’t speak properly.

She reached out her hand and flapped it behind her, calling someone hastily through her burnt throat.

“Rumia? Rumia!! What are you doing!!!”

‘Who is Lumia?’

Since Iva did not know the name of the person named Rumia, she only tilted her head at her earnest call.

The name that the vampire erased himself.

Self-created closure.

A arrogance created by self-acquired knowledge.

Because she achieved everything herself, she was abandoned by everything but herself.

“Master, please don’t call me by that name. It’s offensive. It’s a name you erased.”

With those words, Lumia pulled the noose made of shadows. The imprint is clearly made along with the necklace around her neck on the ema.

“Rumia.. Kek! How much I have to raise you guys…!!”

“Yes, you’ve worked hard. But I won’t thank you.”

There are too many things to be thankful for. I received too many things that I shouldn’t have received.

Her life was maintained because she took it. This is what i got

In return, I learned.

She learned the value of sleep from the abuse.

She learned the value of food from poverty.

I learned the importance of a home from poor hygiene.

She learned the value of life from the death of her family.

It’s your turn to give back what you’ve learned and what you’ve received.

“I’ll give back what I’ve learned.”

Rumia gripped her noose even tighter.

Ema turned her back and wanted to harm Rumia. But after several electric shocks from her, her impregnated body denied him. Until the end, the opponent her eyes hit was the devil.

“Don’t worry. All the things accumulated in your barn will be put to good use. Be it life, property, whatever it is, it will be put to a much more beautiful use than before.”

Eva smiled at her and waved her hand, allowing her to close her eyes in peace.

Ema gritted her teeth and tried to struggle even more. But she was useless She was not a benevolent divine punishment enough to allow such defiance.

Since she was struck by lightning, she thought she would at least repent, but in the end, she was such a fool. Eva shook her head and let out a sigh.

Rumia didn’t even expect repentance. She was, so she wasn’t disappointed.

Instead, an indescribable emotion took over her body.

She slowly moved her body back. She joins him and Emma is dragged behind her body. The shadow’s noose burrowed into her neck even more, and Emma struggled as much as a person in a fit of seizure.

‘I’m dying.’

Rumia was amazed to see her like that.

‘The master, who looked so great, is dying unseemly.’

She always satisfies her intellectual vanity by spouting theories she never knew.

She is the one who always looked up to herself by mocking other wizards.

She is the one who always looked down on them and looked down on them.

He is dying so unseemly.

I had a strange feeling.

Rumia is now like a child realizing that Santa isn’t real, she has escaped an illusion.

The illusion that the master is absolute and great.

The witch who had plundered and ruled her family for a long time would go on atrociously alone even when everyone was rolling in the mud. Such a fantasy.

‘It wasn’t. Master is just like us, a normal person who dies.’

That kind of fantasy is gradually dissipating.

With the breath of her master, the illusion disappears.

Her futile fears, pains, and frustrations dissipate.

‘This person is the same when he dies.’

Dirty appearance, unsightly struggle, terrifying ‘Kek, Kuk…’ Voice, it’s insignificant.

‘This person is too afraid to die.’

Tears flowed from Emma’s eyes. She scratches her own neck countless times, but her hands, which are burnt down to her fingernails, can scratch nothing.

‘Even so, you drove us to our deaths.’

Rumia slowly headed backwards with a more refreshing step.

It was the first and last dance performed by her adoptive parents and children.

“Master, you are in a very bad mood.”

It felt like I was dancing with a doll I got from a garbage dump without even washing it.

“Don’t worry, master. I will never forget you.”

What can you feel death most clearly? The slowest, process where you can clearly feel a person’s breath running out, face the struggle for a struggling life, and feel the tactile feel of a heart-like beat until it cools down.

Strangulation.

The first assassination method that Emma taught.

An assassination method that made Lumia throw away her powers as soon as she noticed her abilities.

“I will never forget who you are or what you have done.”

To remember her own first murder, to never forget her, Rumia threw away her sword, which she practiced every day, and grabbed her noose, which became her shadow.

To her counterpart who gave her first teachings, she first demonstrated them.

She reaped her life as a reward for her opponent for reaping her immortality.

“That way, I will live even harder to not go back to that time.”

Eva watched her beautiful mother and daughter dance and sang her song.

It was a nursery rhyme she studied so she decided to listen to it when she later met her parents.

In the end, she hadn’t met her, didn’t know her face, and didn’t know if she was alive or dead.

It was a waste to study at best, but now I’m demonstrating like this.

As expected, if you accumulate knowledge, it will be useful someday.

The hearts of parents who raised and cared for you are like the sea

“You’ve worked really hard, Master.”

“Keek… Kek…”

This infidel always paddles, never knowing the depth

“He saved me.”

Ah, dear parents

“You raised me.”

Thank you

“I will repay all the favors here and now.”

Ah, dear parents

“Goodbye then.”

Ah I love you

A waltz flowed in full moonlight and without a piano sound, and the dance, which seemed like an eternity but was fleeting, came to an end.

The struggling body stopped, the unpleasant voice disappeared, and even the eyes that were the last evidence of life became lifeless.

With the touch of life clinging to his hand, he declared his death.

Eva’s short song also came to an end.

“Uh… Are these lyrics right?”

Maybe that’s right.

That doesn’t really matter. In the end, the heart is the most important thing, so the kindness like a bunch of flowers presented to this beautiful breakup must have been conveyed well.

Thought so, he closed all the tents of this commotion.

“Tantan!”

It was a good dance and song.