I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

83 – Disaster (11)

Akera, the Witch of the Trees.

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Presia, the Witch of the Silver Lion.

Spider Witch Morbe.

The three witches who once walked with the most expectations.

Even when they were witch apprentices, they always got 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place side by side, and among their classmates, those who succeeded in obtaining the status of witches the fastest.

The word promising was indeed a word made for them, and the expectations placed on them were closer to confidence than burden.

Among them, Morvee was predicted to reach the six witches, the petals of the lily, the fastest.

Although his grades were lower than the other two, it was because he was exceptional at creating innovative magic.

The magic she created is still being used usefully in various fields through various improvements and supplements even now, several decades later.

“What a disappointment, Morve.”

Her representative field of magic is none other than that.

Medicine.

“To think that you, who once studied magic to save people, insulted the dead.”

Representatively, her [Hemokinesis], Which she devised, prevents excessive bleeding and is useful during surgery.

Healing magic that creates body parts or amplifies regenerative abilities has many side effects. First of all, the magic itself is high-end magic, and the number of sorcerers was small because it had a lot of magic power, and there was also a fatal side effect of aging faster because the magic target could not be regenerated.

For this reason, healing magic so far could only be usefully used among witches.

However, Morbe created many magics that would be helpful during treatment for doctors and common people, not witches.

If her existing healing magic was simply to grow flesh, she created a fine-grained magic that would help in many ways to grow that flesh.

In addition to that, she also created medicinal magic, such as magic to detect poison or magic to increase hormones.

This is the reason why she was chosen as one of the six witches, even though her innate magic power was small.

The other two, Akera and Presia, also showed outstanding majesty in their fields, and the three of them were always on the rise to become great witches.

But, about 30 years ago.

As Morbe died, darkness fell upon their golden generation.

“Why. Why did you, and no one else, touch the devil!”

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Precia exclaimed indignantly.

“Have you forgotten why you died?! Or are you mad because of it!”

Morbe smiled innocently and looked at Fresia.

“No, I’m not crazy. I haven’t forgotten anything.”

She raised her staff.

“Before I lost my original by the demon of infinity thirty years ago and even now.”

The corners of her mouth parted even more. The staff in her right hand looked like the tip of her spider’s leg, giving her goosebumps.

“I’m always normal~”

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Precia caught the player before it could be swung.

“A normal person doesn’t hold a cane so viciously in the library. He doesn’t even smile like that.”

A silvery glowing dot appeared on the tip of her wand, and it changed into a line, leaving its mark in the air. Gradually, the lines continue, become planes, and then become three-dimensional again.

A silver orb wrapped around Frecia and Morbe.

“I don’t know how you got here, but it’s not good to dirty books.”

It became a vast light that consumed all the shadows in the dark library, covering the field of view.

“Let’s talk somewhere else.”

My vision was white and far away, and by the time I regained my sight again.

I can no longer smell the smell of old paper.

I can feel the refreshing smell of the wind, the faint smell of water, and the strong flow of air. Torrents of air so strong that it is difficult to breathe.

“Since ancient times, who is good at puppetry between you and me, but it has been noisy around you.”

The two of them moved to the sky, not a long library.

Morve felt her body falling and looked up at her.

When she took it out, she trampled on the floating lion statue and caught the eye of Freesia floating in the sky.

“I think the basics of puppetry are miniaturization and teleportation. Without a doll, isn’t it essential for a weak wizard to be able to carry a doll and summon it at any time?”

Make a doll you have in advance and use it like a broom, and move your body to the coordinates you set in advance so that you can operate the doll at any time. Even with the opponent in front of your eyes.

It was truly a feast of magic worthy of a wizard.

Morve grinned and nodded her head.

“Yeah, I agree!”

Morve swung the staff she was holding. The trajectory was a geometric line, like a spider pulling a web, or a worm attracting another worm.

Following the line, the powder came out of her body. The bone meal she used to use. It was her weapon that cast a special enchantment through blood magic.

The powder gradually coalesced and took shape, and Morve became a platform for her to step on.

Just as sand gathers to form a burial ground, she gathered powder from the sky to create a burial ground.

“Tada~ The pinnacle of miniaturization, after all, isn’t it powder? How is it! Cool!”

“I’m not even a doll anymore…”

“Huh? No, it’s a doll! Look!”

And the rest of the powder clumped together in several places and began to take on its original shape. From bone meal to bone, gradually into human form.

“Tada~ my doll!”

“…Really. I hate to admit it.”

“Chehehehe! What wonderful dolls!”

“hahahaha, that’s not the story.”

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Precia gritted her teeth as she watched the scene.

“It’s just like Lillia said. To me, you’re no longer a witch. You’re just a madman who abuses magic!”

Seeing Morbe handle the remains of her dead without hesitation, Fresia made that promise.

The girl in front of her is no longer her own friend.

The sensation of a person who was once remembered as a beautiful memory suddenly rising from the grave and trampling on the past was terrifying.

When she was powerless, her lost friend comes back to life and insults her memories. A necromancer who insults the dead. It’s just that view.

Morvega she was dead to herself, she laughs at her own death. What a terrible sight

The victim of her demons stands before her eyes, wielding her demonic powers.

About 30 years ago, Mor Vega was killed by an infinite demon while carrying out her request. She stands before her eyes, wielding that power.

Her head is dizzy. Precia laughed and grabbed her staff.

Just as Morve surrounded herself with skeletons, silver dolls gradually began to float around her Precia. Silver knights wearing lion’s helmets. The noble and elegant holy knights confronted the skeletons like legions.

“Mmm~ What a nice sight! Skeletons vs. Knights! Isn’t your heart pounding?”

“Don’t talk like that to a subject who doesn’t even have a heart to beat.”

“That’s too much! I have a heart! I’m fine like this!”

Morve stabbed her own chest. Her soggy blood spurted out like after throwing her rock into her lake, and Morve, rummaging in it, pulled something out of her.

It was the heart. Even after it came out of the body, it continued to beat and wriggled like a dead frog.

“How about it~ It’s the heart!”

“Crazy…”

“Even if I show it to you, what do you say? Heung~ I’m pouting~”

Morve crossed her arms and then timidly turned her head away. With that signal, the skeleton soldiers rushed at Fresia all at once.

There were some with swords, some with spears, and some with bows. Some even use magic.

But I was powerless.

The silver knights blocked all attacks and tore them apart.

It charged, ignoring all threats, and turned the skull to what it once was, to powder.

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Precia stared at the scene and laughed heartily.

“Why don’t you show your sincerity?”

As much as I once had it with Morbe, I know its skill. Even though he spent most of his time in medicine, he wasn’t such a weak wizard.

That’s why the death was shocking.

A time when I was still weak, but not helpless.

When the stomach is still there,

Morbe died before he could see the light of day.

That was her friend’s first death.

Now, around the time when the stomach was almost gone, around the time when it was strong.

But around the time I wasn’t strong enough to protect one friend’s life.

Akera, who used to be a resting place like the shade under a tree, sacrificed herself to become light and died.

It was the death of a friend I never thought would hit again.

That’s how Presia got her first victory over Akera. She was none other than survival. By simply continuing her life, she was victorious.

She didn’t win anything like that. It’s a given

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Precia wants to have everything she can’t get her hands on. He wanted to win

Once upon a time it was strength and Akera, now it is something else.

She wants to win the legacy left by the things she once pursued.

She also knew that with Akera’s death, she was fighting for protection.

She knew that only by protecting the life from being taken away, she could eventually win it.

Frecia looked sharply at Jean Morbe, who had a fishy smile even though all of her own soldiers were dead. All she had to do now was simple.

Kill the author and protect Akera’s legacy.

To protect them who still have a lot of future left.

That was the only mission as president now, and Fresia’s mistake.

“Yes! That’s right! So, I’m going to work hard now?”

Clouds rose behind Morbe.

To be exact, it was like a cloud. It has a darker color than the clouds and is not watery.

It is not purity floating in the sky, but impurity floating in the sky.

A group of dolls, like a huge storm.

She controls the bodies of countless dead people. Those pieces.

The bone meal became a cloud, consuming the original cloud and encroaching on the sky.

How many corpses did it take to make that one?

When Frecia saw the disaster, she naturally endured the nausea that came up.

“Why do you pursue Eva when you have such great power? I don’t understand the obsession with just using the demon’s power.”

It’s not anger that’s being spit out, it’s a question.

It’s still too early to vent your anger. With the pride of a magician, she cools her heart with reason.

“Is it also revenge?”

“Huh?”

Morbe asked Fresia as if she didn’t know why.

“Are you following Eva for revenge? Because that child inherited the Infinite Devil?!”

Infinitely stretching hands.

Infinite scalability.

What is the nature of the devil that Iva inherited?

It was infinite.

And the demon that killed Morbe is also an infinite demon.

That’s why we came to the conclusion.

Revenge.

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Precia spoke of one of the highest possibilities.

Morve, who had been silent for a while, twisted the corners of her twisted mouth even more.

“What? Poop, puhahahahaha! What are you talking about!”

Stirring her wand like knitting, Morbe laughed at Phrecia.

“Why am I taking revenge on that child? Who gave me the power I am using now?”

Morve laughed for a while and continued her words.

“I was able to live like this thanks to that devil, but what about revenge! Puhahahahaha! Why did I do that? Frecia, you’re so stupid too?”

The bone meal rotated to the sound of her laughter and the movement of her wand, creating a gin.

Freesia actively operated the knights, and she herself also used her magic and interfered.

She had too much of it, and the speed of recovery was too fast, so her interruption was a failure.

“Besides, he’s not an infinite demon anymore. Don’t you know that?”

Jin gradually moved out of the plane and into a three-dimensional form, and made a disturbing movement, really quickening the lightning inside like a storm.

“By the way, I’m in trouble if you help them?”

One of the basic magics for effective operation of dolls. Teleportation.

In other words.

Summoning.

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People’s bodies are sacrificed, and through the magic formula created by the bones, they pierce through the lightning.

Gradually, her hand came down.

It was too big to be called a human hand.

It was too dynamic to be considered a pile of flesh.

What made it up was the terrible wing noise, the stench, and the group.

It’s Paris.

Swarms of flies took the shape of a human hand.

Insects were swarming and mimicking God’s fragments.

『Devil Manifestation』

“So play with him! He seems to be very lonely!”

**

The next morning.

The time when the sun will be in the middle between the center and the east.

The time Lillia made an appointment with Frecia.

A certain afternoon, well past this.

“I’m not coming…”

“Sure.”

Lilia and Eva were waiting for Fresia, who for some reason showed no sign of coming.

In the end, she didn’t come even when the day was over.