A World Where You All Are The Villains - Chapter 139

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139.

My thoughts came to an abrupt halt.
My mind had stopped dead.
Truly, it was a remark I had never anticipated.
‘…Regretful?’
Why?
As I stared blankly with wide eyes, the man laughed carelessly.
“Being with you, I experience all manner of absurdities—it’s been rather entertaining, I must say.”
“….”
“I thought I’d finally found someone pleasant to converse with, someone who didn’t irritate me, and yet here we are, parting ways already.”
“….”
“How were you in your original world? Were you equally amusing there?”
At his mocking words, my frozen thoughts finally began to move again.
“…No.”
I quickly contorted my vacant expression into something cold and replied curtly.
I couldn’t possibly be unaware of the crude nonsense he spouted habitually.
So why?
The moment I heard him say he’d be regretful, why did my chest feel as though it had plummeted?
Stung by wounded pride, I added with deliberate venom:
“I have never once found our conversations pleasant, Your Majesty.”
“Fine.”
Yet my deliberately chosen words were utterly ignored.
“I shall endeavor to ensure your wish is fulfilled without incident.”
“…Your Majesty would?”
As I asked uncertainly, he tilted his chin upward and nodded with arrogant pride.
I laughed silently to myself and spoke.
“I appreciate the sentiment, but there seems little need for Your Majesty’s assistance.”
“Tsk, how naive. Do you truly believe a charlatan cult leader’s words at face value? What if she was merely using you to reclaim it?”
He gestured mockingly at the book in my hands, ridiculing me thoroughly.
His words held merit, yet I found myself unmoved.
Of course, I didn’t believe everything Sephiroth said either.
However.
‘If she could have found it, she would have found it herself first.’
She appeared here and there in the blink of an eye, with a magic barrier reading of 999%, and
possessing such formidable power that she could even open Gates—what could she possibly need from using me?
‘If Ruellin hadn’t fled in my body, she would never have approached me directly.’
Sephiroth had likely anticipated this from the start.
The key to calling Ruellin back to this side was precisely her regret and lingering attachment to the things she had abandoned.
‘That’s why she would have given Ruellin a crystal sphere to view this world in the first place.’
Because of this, I responded with considerable indifference.
“You have so many followers, yet you specifically want me? And if you were trying to reclaim things, you would have already approached His Majesty the Emperor.”
“Who knows? That’s what charlatans do—they prey on desperate fools.”
“If I happen to fall for it and become a follower of the Sephiroth Sect, then next time I’ll suggest joining hands with the Grand Duke instead of His Majesty the Emperor.”
“You really don’t hold back, do you?”
The man glared at me, then continued with a warning tone.
“Regardless, remember this. I will definitely kill that bastard, so cooperate and make sure you’re around him as much as possible.”
“Didn’t you just say you wanted nothing from me?”
“Even so. To try to use a talented person like me for free—do you have no conscience?”
“Ha.”
I was dumbfounded at how he quoted my own words back at me without blinking.
Serge continued speaking, unbothered by my hollow laugh.
“And another thing—I hear there’s a banquet soon to commend your achievements?”
“…”
“Attend it as my partner.”
“Why?”
“I just said it—cooperate as much as possible. How would I know when that charlatan cult leader might show up?”
“I refuse… Hey!”
I didn’t even have time to refuse.
The man simply spewed out whatever he wanted to say and then turned around as if his business was done!
Tap!
And that wasn’t enough—he leaped onto the windowsill of someone else’s room in one swift motion.
“I’ve wasted enough time. I should be going.”
“Sigh…”
“What, you won’t even say goodbye now that you’ve seen everything?”
Perhaps it would be better for my mental health to just give him what he wants and send him off quickly.
I practically groaned in exasperation and shouted.
“Go. Away. Now!”
“That’s how you say goodbye to your partner…? Tsk.”
Just as he was about to leap out the window—
“Hey.”
Why won’t he just leave!
At his sudden call, I furrowed my brow, and he grinned with amusement.
“By the way, what’s your real name?”
Again.
The unexpected question left me speechless, my thoughts momentarily frozen.
I stared at him silently for a moment before finally parting my lips.
“Why… are you asking that?”
“When we’re alone like this, there’s no need to insist on calling me Edith Blake, is there?”
“….”
“I should practice beforehand so I don’t get confused when I go back.”
I knew that made no sense.
As if I’d forget my own name and get confused.
Though my identity had been exposed against my will, there was no reason to willingly reveal my true name to him.
My mind certainly thought that way….
“…Yu Sol.”
I couldn’t understand why I’d confessed so readily.
Perhaps I was still half-asleep, caught between dreams and waking.
“Yu Sol.”
But the way he pronounced my name with that deep, resonant voice wasn’t entirely unpleasant.
“A beautiful name.”
The man who always sneered, mocked, and looked down on people—he smiled with an ethereal brightness, as if caught in a dream.
The next moment.
Whoosh—!
Before I could even react, he leaped out the window.
For a long while, I could only stare blankly at the empty window frame.

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Sleep didn’t come even after parting with Serge.
I sat at my desk with the Book of Prophecy.
Seeing the tome tainted with murky magical corruption, I felt as though I’d returned to the past.
To the time before I possessed this body, when I knew nothing.
As I gazed quietly at the corrupted book, I gently placed a hand upon it and whispered softly.
‘Purify.’
Whoosh—!
A verdant light burst forth from my palm, instantly enveloping the book.
Back when I lived as Yu Sol, purifying this for the first time had taken days of effort.
But an EX-rank Purifier was truly different.
It took mere seconds to cleanse the book of its magical corruption.
Snap!
Once the purification was complete enough to read the contents, I withdrew my hand.
Then the title hidden beneath my palm was revealed.

【How to Save an Abandoned World】

“Saving an abandoned world… what nonsense.”
I glared at the distasteful and childish title once more before roughly flipping open the book cover.
Unsurprisingly, the contents hadn’t changed much from what I remembered.
A damned chronicle of Ruellin’s success and romance.
Whoosh!
I skimmed through the parts I already knew, then began reading in earnest from the point where Edith Blake died.
That is, from the moment I possessed her body.
Settings I had overlooked, events, scenes.
Every single nauseating and repulsive moment of Ruellin’s exploits as the heroine, without exception.
“…The content related to purification dropped off sharply after Edith Blake’s death.”
Reading it again, contradictions I hadn’t noticed before suddenly became apparent.
The descriptions of Ruellin as The Purifier, displaying spectacular and remarkable abilities at every Gate Site, abruptly ceased the moment Edith Blake died.
Instead, the main focus shifted to romance with the male leads and her gradual establishment of influence in the Imperial Palace as the imperial princess.
The antagonists disappeared too—Ruellin’s life became nothing short of a wide-open highway.
By the time I finally finished reading the ending I’d never seen before the possession.
As expected, the novel had a happy ending.
Ruellin, monopolizing everyone’s love as she desired, ultimately ends up with no one.
Yet she receives the powerful support of the male leads, who have established themselves as heads of their respective families and high-ranking nobles.
As time passes and Marquis Clonella retires from his position as director of the Security Bureau.
She inherits that position with the Emperor’s full trust and confidence.
And as the sole custodian managing the heart of the ancient dragon—a relic of antiquity—the story comes to an end.
With the empty pages of the book spread before me, I pondered.
“…Seeing how it ends this way, what Sephiroth wanted was obviously the heart of the ancient dragon.”
Whether he used it to steal the male leads’ abilities or overturn the world didn’t concern me.
But why was it.
That at that very moment, Serge’s face flashed through my mind.
I shook my head vigorously, as if trying to erase that image.
And then, snap!
I closed the open pages and returned to the cover.
I placed my hand on it and quietly closed my eyes, just as I had when purifying the book earlier.
“It seems like they had Ruellin summoned to this side first and told her to make a wish…”
But it’s a treasure that supposedly shows the way to fulfill one’s wishes?
According to Serge, if I just wish for something blindly, it’ll write down something anyway.
Perhaps, like Ruellin, a new novel where I become the protagonist will be created on the spot.
Relaxing my tension with such frivolous thoughts, I closed my eyes firmly.
“Let me return to my original world…”
Just as I was about to blurt it out, I suddenly stopped.
It was an anxiety that if I wasn’t specific enough, an unexpected result might occur.
Composing myself and organizing my thoughts, I finally made my earnest wish to the Book of Prophecy.
“Send me back to my original body.”
“….”
“Tell me how to get back to my original body that Ruellin has taken over!”
Uuuuuung―
A faint vibration suddenly resonated beneath my hand.
I jolted awake in panic, my eyes flying open.
And at that very moment….

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