I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

98 – Tribute (7)

Lilia exclaimed in apprehension.

“I hate it! Why am I!”

There were times when I helped Eva sleep in front of others, but everyone in the room helped her put her to sleep.

The Prophet certainly won’t do that.

I can’t even take off the hood of cognitive impairment, but there’s no way I’m going to do anything that should risk more shame than that.

“Why are you putting your child to sleep outside all of a sudden? Get bitten by insects?”

“It’s a regenerating body anyway, so do you care about bugs?”

Enraged by those words, Lilia opened her mouth to curse her even in front of her mother.

“This bastard really…”

However, Stella was quicker to open her mouth than she was to speak.

“You’re talking sh*t. The body is a person’s number one asset. It’s a problem before regeneration. If you get hurt, it hurts, and you don’t want pain. Even if you have regeneration, people’s basic values don’t change. Everyone should cherish their body.”

She didn’t like that Stella took her words away, but it was no different from what she said instead of what she wanted to say, and Lilia felt a little relieved.

“…That’s exactly what I wanted to say.”

“A little more… I thought I’d be cursing…?”

“In the end, it was enough to communicate. You, the candidate for the hero, use curse words often. Why?”

Monia sighed after hearing her words. Fresia laughed bitterly and said one thing.

“Lilia… Anyway, shouldn’t we refrain from cursing in front of Mother?”

“Ugh… That’s right. I’ll be careful what I say in the future, Mom.”

Originally, she wasn’t the type to speak her language very well, but as she got along with Iba, she became even more foul-mouthed.

The reason why I have to blush like this when I am told to put someone to sleep, and the reason I have to pay attention to Monia, is all because of Iba.

Lilia tried to hold herself responsible for her own shame by blaming her on her Eva.

“Iba, you should say the same!”

Lillia shouted, her face reddening.

The subject, the boy, stopped drinking flower tea and stared blankly at it.

She said that Lilia had called her.

“Huh? What?”

“No… It’s nothing.”

Lilia knew right away that Iva’s condition was not normal.

Until now, no matter how tired she was, her conversations had worked, unless she was relaxed right before bed.

But she looks at him now. A dark circle that sticks like a burn and an attitude that doesn’t listen to you.

Anyone can see that it is the specter of a person who is possessed and dying.

In fact, Eva was feeling extremely tired as her flower tea and food filled her stomach. Did her body become more comfortable and her mind become more relaxed?

Morve’s voice resounds ferociously in the fatigue and brain.

‘Oops! We will be able to meet soon! Did you want to see my face?’

She was hardly able to listen to those around her.

She realized that death had no taste, but now, certain taste cells in her mouth have been activated.

It was to die for.

The problem must have been that he had been overdoing it since morning. Although it was a necessary process to convince the candidate for the hero who would have returned.

Apart from that, it is also true that the body becomes heavy as if to die.

Eva chewed her tongue again. The taste of blood ran through his throat. Covering the taste of her porridge with blood made her feel at least relieved.

Looking at Iva, Lilia’s resentment from earlier disappeared in an instant, and she felt only pity and responsibility for her. This was more like her life’s responsibility to lead a life properly than her owner’s responsibility to care for her possessions.

It was something similar to the sense of responsibility as a teacher.

She turned her gaze back to the Prophet and questioned.

“Anyway, why do you suddenly want to sleep in that flower field? I’m not a princess from some kind of fairy tale.”

“Not for such a romantic reason, of course.”

The Prophet answered.

“If he goes to sleep and loses consciousness, there is a high possibility that he will go berserk like before. But he himself refuses to proceed with the sealing again.”

Then she turned her head to look at Eva.

“But we can’t leave him in danger of falling asleep at any moment.”

Even though he could feel her gaze, Eva could not help but be dazed.

She felt like she was slowly sinking into a deep swamp. She bit her tongue again. She wasn’t sick like before. Fortunately, it still worked.

In the aftermath, a small amount of blood flowed from her mouth. Iba licked her lips so quickly that no one noticed. Monia seemed to be paying attention to this side, but she passed it off as her mood.

“If you have traveled with him for a long time, you must know how to put him to sleep without bursting into regeneration. If you put him to sleep without bursting regeneration, I will enter his mental world and try to rid him of impurities.”

“Impurity…? What are you talking about?”

“There is such a thing. Anyway, I’m not doing this to harm or embarrass you. I’m just trying to make the device a little safer.”

Lilia reluctantly nodded her head in agreement.

“Then… I can’t help it.”

After she finished speaking, Wiz raised her hand and asked a question.

“But… What’s the way to put it to sleep… That kind of reaction…?”

Stella also agreed.

“That’s right. What the hell is that reaction?”

Monia answered him.

“Lilia says it is done through a special magical act that touches Iva’s magical circuits? I’m not sure what special act it is.”

Monia laughed as she looked at Lillia through her twisted eyes.

“What… Is that…?”

“Ah, there is such a thing anyway!”

When Stella heard that supplementary explanation, she remembered a scene.

Even thinking about it now gives me a sense of displeasure, as if my internal organs were being twisted, but the sight naturally passed through my mind.

A scene seen in the middle of the night where a man and a woman intertwined and overlapped her lips.

“That was it…”

Stella noticed the inside story and muttered softly.

The Prophet glanced at Eva and stood up from her seat.

“He seems to be reaching his limit, so I’ll go ahead and prepare them. Come when the other two are ready. The others, please wait here just in case.”

Stella asked.

“Does it really have to be just the two of us?”

Her ears, which were as red as her red hair, were hidden by her hair.

“Can I go too?”

“…Do whatever you want.”

Lillia retorted, turning her face red.

“Wait, why do you decide that!”

It was a red morning, covered with blood and blush and shame and anger.

**

In the end, Stella’s stubbornness was unbreakable, and she stood her ground, following her until the end.

Lilia glared glaringly at Stella, who let her whistle leisurely and killed her awkwardness.

“Iba, look at him and tell him to go away.”

“Why me…”

“You won’t listen to me at all.”

“Leave it alone. I can’t handle you alone right now anyway.”

That was not wrong.

I don’t know how many hours he will stay asleep feeling tired like never before.

If that happens, it will be like Lillia being held by him without moving for hours. As it is a considerable amount of heavy labor, she will come as a great burden to Lilia. To kill her in one place without a deadline and circulate her mana is no different from torture.

“Think of it as easing her burden.”

However, logic and emotion are usually separate.

Lilia went beyond her reason and wanted him to side with her. She wanted to be respected for her own opinion, which she had built up a lot of emotional exchanges and rapport with.

Even if it was true, he needed punishment for going against the owner’s planting.

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Puck.

She kicked him in the ass.

“Evil. Why.”

“Huh.”

Lillia ran her hand through her hair, stunned. And then she got ahead of Eva and headed in front of her.

Stella sneakily came to her empty seat when she disappeared and put her arm on her shoulder.

“You’re such a great master. Isn’t that right, Eva?”

“Compared to my former master, he’s like an angel.”

Of course, he didn’t really like the relationship between master and servant, but in fact, he wasn’t too dissatisfied because it was just words.

“hahahaha, that’s right.”

But Stella had a different idea. To her, who knew his life story, Lilia who took on the role of her master or put it into her mouth, no matter what her circumstance, did not look good.

We arrived at the flower field where the Prophet drew Jin before he knew it.

“But why did it have to be a flower garden?”

“Because this is the most sunny and spacious. Isn’t it the place where the sky is the most exposed?”

“…It serves the purpose of interfering with the reverse stream.”

“That’s right.”

The Prophet nodded and then pointed to the bed he had spread. Like a scene in a fairy tale, it was a bed surrounded by flowers and magic.

“Now put him to bed.”

The Prophet asked without hesitation.

“Uh… That’s…”

Lillia turned her gaze around. She was a disgrace to shame. Since she only kissed her in a closed room, she was embarrassed to have such intense skinship in such a vast space.

“Why is that? Oh, is it because of my existence?”

The Prophet turned around and covered his ears with his hands.

“Now, I’m not watching or listening to anything. Think of me as someone without me and proceed.”

Lillia glanced at Eva with her blushing face. When her eyes met, he smiled. Even though he must have been tired of her, he was considerate of her. Lillia let out her breath, clenching her fists.

‘Yes, this is a simple medical practice. Besides, there’s nothing strange about being friends.’

She rationalized herself several times, then she remembered the words and then looked at Eva.

“Well then, this bar…”

“I think my great hostess is ashamed.”

Stella pushed Eva onto her bed. Drowsy, he landed on the bed as lightly as ashes flew into the sky.

“Doesn’t it matter if I do it first?”

“What?”

Lilia glared strongly at Stella. Not to be outdone by that, Stella also glared at Lilia.

“Do you know what this is doing?”

“Of course I know.”

Stella glanced at Eva. To be precise, she saw one part of his face, her lips.

“Ki, ki, it’s a kiss! It’s a kiss that gives you magic.”

After that, there was also a process of turning magic into the stigma on his body, but if the act of kissing was successful, it would be easy after that, so the explanation wasn’t too wrong.

“…About mana supply, I’ve done it a few times. It’s easy. It’s easy.”

It’s a lie.

She tried a few times to prank Wiz with her pranks, but she couldn’t stop her, her face turning red every time.

The problem was that this time the opponent was Iba, not Wiz.

When she was a Spica, she prided herself on doing all kinds of skinship, but she couldn’t do anything that could only be done without a lover.

Kissing was one of them.

Her ears were ripe, but her confident lies covered her shame, tension, and pounding heart.

“Oh so?”

Lilia still doesn’t like Stella who gets in between her and her Eva.

At that time, there was a hand pulling on Lillia’s sleeve.

It was Eva.

“That… I’m sleepy… Lilia…”

As if whining, she instinctively begged the person she depended on whenever she was sleepy.

That sleepiness gave Lilia a great sense of satisfaction and superiority.

“…Sorry, I didn’t pay attention.”

After Lilia sat on the bar, she let Stella slip once. With a provocative smile.

“I’ll give you a good example.”

Then he put his hand on Iva’s cheek. It was only natural that her eyes met his. A butterfly-like splendor landed in her plain gray eyes.

“No, sleep…”

She

She thought it would be acceptable, but it wasn’t.

Stella couldn’t stand the pain in her throbbing heart, so she reached out her hand to stop her, even though she knew that Lillia’s behavior was not bad.

But more than that, it was faster for their lips to match.

“Chuup… Eup…”

Slightly flushed cheeks, moist hair, two bodies that are sticky like a butterfly getting entangled in a spider’s web, and two overlapping lips.

She clung to her lips as if to devour him. I strongly overlapped my lips as if I was branding one so as not to be stained by anyone.

Sweetly, sensually, dominantly, even to the point of being violent.

“No, Lilia, wait…”

Iva’s painful gasps leaked through her lips, which were momentarily separated.

Lillia covered her mouth again.

She coveted him with her tongue, which she usually hated, and ate him, and several times she left him evidence that she was confident. She trampled him with her tongue, which was neither a spear nor a sword, and slowly drained his body.

The scent of flower tea and the smell of blood that remained in her mouth was so strong that her smell erased them all.

For the time their lips overlapped, it seemed as if they were the only ones in this place.

“Puha…”

From anyone’s point of view, it was not a medical practice or between friends, but a deep kiss that ended. A silver thread ran between the fallen lips.

“Now, let’s do this.”

I looked at Stella without even wiping the spittle from the corners of my mouth.

Lilia laughed provocatively and leisurely.

It seemed to announce that this was mine.