A World Where You All Are The Villains - Chapter 210

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210.

As my final desperate cry faded, an eerie silence descended.
“….”
Seconds passed since I’d made my wish, yet nothing had changed.
There was no dramatic spectacle—no brilliant light erupting from the book, no mysterious magical circles unfurling in the air or swirling winds.
Naturally, the object of my wish didn’t suddenly collapse and die on the spot.
Sephiroth remained in the same pose, sword embedded, staring down at me with an odd expression, while the bag I held aloft stayed perfectly still.
‘…Damn it. How much more desperate do I need to be here?’
Wasn’t this desperate enough to stake my life on?
I was literally moments away from being stabbed to death!
I was hurling every curse and insult at this charlatan of a book when—
Sephiroth suddenly wrenched the blade free with brutal force.
“Ah…!”
The impact made me drop the bag.
It crashed to the ground, bounced from the recoil, and spilled its sole contents.
Thud, clatter-clatter!
The Book of Prophecy fell precisely between Sephiroth and me.
I traced its trajectory instinctively, then my eyes widened in shock.
‘A way to restore my husband…?’
That was it.
The book’s cover, marked by a deep sword gash down the center, had transformed completely.
From “How to Save an Abandoned World” to “How to Restore My Husband.”
Had it recognized another wish-maker?
“Th-this….”
Sephiroth froze upon seeing the Book of Prophecy.
Not startled by its sudden appearance, but rather pale and visibly flustered.
“This is an object that shouldn’t be handled so carelessly.”
“….”
“There’s a legend that anyone who damages the Book of Prophecy meets a gruesome death….”
Watching him mutter to himself with a vacant expression, I let out a scoff.
‘As if I did it.’
Truly, this book was full of surprises.
I felt murderous intent toward the one who hadn’t warned me of such a terrifying legend.
Moreover, it was both laughable and unexpected that he’d gone pale over such an uncertain rumor.
‘His own life must be quite precious to him.’
Meanwhile, someone else’s life hung by a thread—my wish unfulfilled, nearly murdered.
The more I thought about it, the more resentful this book became.
It wasn’t favoritism toward people—she’d pleaded so desperately, yet she welcomed her former master instead.
‘Well, so be it.’
But I wasn’t particularly disheartened.
It had been a gamble from the start anyway.
Success would be nice; if not, no matter.
My true objective was merely to catch him off guard for a moment.
Right on cue, Sephiroth bent her upper body forward—apparently to pick up the book.
‘Purification!’
I seized the moment without hesitation, extending my hand at once.
A fist-sized emerald flame tore through the air like an arrow, streaking away.
My target wasn’t Sephiroth, but what lay behind her.
The upper-body monstrosity—no, Count Frederick, Sephiroth’s husband.
Thwack!
The hurled flame struck its mark with perfect accuracy.
Whoooosh―!
A small explosion erupted, and green fire surged upward.
The inferno consumed the creature’s body in an instant, blazing with such ferocity as if gasoline had been poured upon it.
“Kiiieeeek!”
The monster, which had been emitting intermittent strange groans, let out a horrific shriek.
Sephiroth spun around abruptly.
Watching her eyes widen with shock, I smiled silently.
“T-Theo―!”
As expected, she rushed toward her husband.
Panicking, she stripped off her robe and frantically beat it down upon the creature.
But since this wasn’t real fire, it would never extinguish.
Desperate and confused, Sephiroth sank to the ground and embraced her husband.
She seemed to think a barrier would help, but it only made things worse.
The green flames consuming the monster transferred to her.
“Ahhh!”
In an instant, as the emerald inferno climbed up her arms, she screamed and violently hurled the husband she’d been holding away.
Thud!
The moment he crashed to the ground, the creature’s left shoulder suddenly severed and fell away.
“Ugh!”
I shuddered at the sudden gore.
It wasn’t just the shoulder.
Next came the head, chest, abdomen, arms….
The body fragments Sephiroth had so painstakingly stitched together began to separate one by one.
As if the adhesive binding them were melting away in the flames.
‘It’s because the Magi barrier is being purified.’
My vague suspicion from the conversation with Serge earlier had been correct.
The bodies and souls of interdimensional beings were merging and tangling together because of the Magic Barrier.
Once the medium binding them vanished, the monster—reduced to severed corpses—ceased all movement.
“Gaahhh, gaaahhhhh!”
Only Sephiroth convulsed in my stead, luminous with agony.
Though not actual flame, the creature’s skin where the inferno had swept past blistered a raw, angry red.
It was the same as what happened in Volner.
‘I should have realized this sooner.’
I’d been contemplating a laser-beam configuration to pierce the barrier, but the true answer lay elsewhere.
Thanks to the creature’s husband—existing in a state similar to the Erosion Beings—I’d obtained the solution.
While my mind reeled from this unexpected discovery, the flames clinging to Sephiroth gradually subsided.
Crackle, crackle.
Eventually, with only the faint sound of embers smoldering to ash, the fire extinguished completely.
I hadn’t channeled any additional power to sustain the flames as kindling.
Yet I felt no concern whatsoever.

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In that span, the creature’s Magic Barrier reading had plummeted dramatically…
The barrier itself had vanished.
‘Finally.’
Now I could purify the creature directly and far more efficiently, without that infuriating veil obstructing me!
“Hah… hah…”
In eyes gleaming with exhilaration, I caught the reflection of a woman’s face twisted in agony.
One side of her face and her forearm were severely charred, exposing raw, crimson flesh beneath.
As I narrowed my brow at the grotesque sight, the creature—breathing heavily—belatedly noticed her fragmented husband.
“Theo—Theo!”
Forgotten moments before, she now scrambled to gather the corpse fragments and piece them back together.
But the bodies, now cleansed of the Magic Barrier, would not rejoin.
“No, no—!”
Failing to restore her husband, Sephiroth clutched the severed head and shrieked in despair.
To an outsider, it would have seemed a pitiable sight.
Yet to me, it felt only eerie and repugnant.
Within the silent cave, mournful wails echoed for a long while.
“Ugh…”
Meanwhile, I gritted my teeth and slowly, painfully pushed myself upright.
The slightest movement sent lightning-sharp agony through my right leg.
Once I’d managed to stand upright, Sephiroth’s head snapped up abruptly.
“…I’ll kill you.”
The creature’s teeth ground together as she glared at me with murderous intent.
With her face charred crimson, she appeared to weep tears of blood.
Soon after carefully setting down Count Frederick’s head, the creature rose to its feet, gripping a sword.
I swallowed hard as I beheld the grotesque visage twisted with hatred and murderous intent.
The sheer ferocity of its presence was overwhelming.
With the barrier gone and nothing left to restrain me, my fingertips grew cold with tension.
‘Don’t falter. Burn it to ash and this ends.’
Steeling myself with determination, I rapidly envisioned several effective configurations for unleashing my flames.
In that instant.
“Die―!”
Sephiroth raised the blade high and charged at me.
“Ah!”
I hastily raised both hands in defense.
‘Inferno Burst!’
Whoooosh―!
A towering pillar of flame erupted and engulfed Sephiroth.
“Aaaahhh!”
Even against such devastating firepower, the creature faltered.
With arms raised to shield herself, she shrieked in anguish.
But I did not relent.

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Struck by the direct assault of flames, the creature’s Magi barrier readings plummeted faster than ever before.
Yet there remained considerable distance before reaching 0%.

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It was when the damage finally exceeded just over half.
“Grraaahhh!”
Sephiroth lowered the arm he’d been holding aloft.
And with eyes wide open, she faced the torrential inferno head-on.
Whoooosh, whoooosh-whoooosh!
Her entire body was engulfed in raging flames.
In that time, her appearance had transformed into something too ghastly to witness with open eyes.
Skin dripping and melting as if actually burning, hair half-vanished.
Of her body with sparse bone exposed, only those two eyes boring into me remained intact.
I couldn’t fathom what kind of effect this purification was having on her to cause such a state.
If this had been actual fire, she would have perished long ago.
Yet she began stepping forward, one foot after another, like a corpse charred by flames.
Still gripping the sword hilt in her hand.
“How… how is this possible…”
Sephiroth didn’t even scream, as if she no longer felt any pain.
The woman approaching slowly but steadily looked exactly like a skeleton risen from hell.
Seized by terror, I stumbled backward, retreating step by step.
Her half-destroyed lips quivered as they moved.
“See.”
“…”
“I told you that no matter how hard you struggle and thrash, it’s all for nothing.”
She bared her teeth in a grin.
Literally—a smile with teeth and jawbone exposed.
“Ugh.”
My breath caught in my throat.
I’d thought that since she was in such agony, I could simply rain fire from a distance and be done with it.
A naive assumption.
I couldn’t fathom how to fight someone advancing toward me with grim determination, blocking out sensation and enduring pain itself to kill me.
As I continued backing away step by step, matching her slow approach.
“Come here.”
“…”
“Now it’s your turn to hurt.”

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