For the Young Villain’s Happy Ending - Chapter 128

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Chapter 128

“Everyone’s been waiting for you.”

The words came out in a blunt tone as she looked at Kevenriak Heteroven.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the girl who had opened the villa door.

“…Rose?”

It was Rose, my youngest disciple. The last time I’d seen her, she was fifteen. Her appearance now, having grown considerably, felt unfamiliar. She wasn’t particularly tall, though.
But it was nothing compared to how completely my own body had changed. Perhaps because of the awkwardness, Rose didn’t seem to be looking at me properly.

“It’s been a long time.”
“…”

Rose didn’t respond to my greeting, keeping her gaze fixed on the Emperor.
It was a pout. While the Emperor had met my Master at the Imperial Palace and in the village, I had never encountered her once.
I wanted to turn my head away immediately, but I held back. I’ll turn very slowly. I’m sulking right now.
Ren emerged from inside, placing a large hand on Rose’s head with a soft tap.

“Master, Rose was trying to drink alcohol. She’s a minor.”
“…!”

Though it had been two years since meeting my Master, Ren’s first words were not a greeting but a tattletale. His face, meeting my gaze, was full of mischief.
Rose’s eyes widened in surprise.

“No, I wasn’t drinking!”

She shook her head frantically while explaining to me, then shot Ren a glare. Ugh, Ren.
I smiled faintly at my disciples’ behavior. Nothing had changed.

“Raina Hart, come inside.”

Kevenriak Heteroven whispered to me as if he had something to show. As I entered the villa, there were unexpected, welcome faces. It wasn’t just Rose and Ren who had been waiting for me.

“Master, you’ve arrived? We came early and have been waiting for you!”
“So you’re leaving Vivian Asperada’s body now?”
“Mmm-.”
“Is there anywhere you’re uncomfortable… *cough*.”

Eleven Disciples.
They had all gathered at the Villa on the day I was to reclaim my body.

“Master, you’re not alone beside the Emperor.”
“We’ll guard beyond the door.”
“And don’t worry about Vivian Asperada either! We’ll take good care of her in place of the Emperor, who only knows you, Master!”

At the sight of my Disciples, my chest grew warm. I held back the sting in my nose and opened my mouth toward them.

“You’ve all grown. You’re proper mages now.”
“….”

It was sincere, but I regretted my words moments later.
My moved Disciples had embraced me again.
Master-. Master-.

“….”
“Enough.”

Once again, it fell to Kevenriak Heteroven to restrain my Disciples.
Free at last, I bade farewell to my Disciples, who stood beyond the barrier that the 7th Circle had just erected, their expressions full of reluctance.

“I’ll be back soon.”

At those words, my Disciples hurried to call out words of encouragement. I walked down the Corridor with Kevenriak Heteroven, listening to their cheers fade behind me as we entered the room.

“….”

I closed the door and looked around. Nothing had changed since the last time I saw it.
A warm room where solid wood furniture, plants, and gentle light harmonized. Raina Hart, asleep and stripped of her soul.
Kevenriak Heteroven and I walked toward her.

“How is the body’s condition? Keri?”
“Couldn’t be better.”

Dinsper’s boastful claim about his masterpiece held merit—the Elixir rapidly restored Kevenriak’s vitality. When I’d first conceived of using the Elixir to extend Kevenriak’s lifespan, I’d anticipated five years.

“If the Elixir is effective, you should feel mana enveloping Keri’s heart.”

It was immediately after Kevenriak drank the Elixir. I observed the vibrant azure of his eyes and asked.

“How much do you think it extended?”
“About ten years.”

Kevenriak’s calculation was remarkably precise.
Over the past two years, while I’d wagered my remaining lifespan on the transfer of life to Raina Hart, I’d gauged my mortality countless times.
Ten years. That was sufficient—enough for Kevenriak to survive until Raina Hart opened her eyes and ceased the dark magic.

‘I don’t wish to say I’m relieved, but…’

It was also because Kevenriak had executed the life transfer gradually over two years. Originally, the life transfer was dark magic that sacrificed the caster’s life instantaneously to save the target, causing immediate death.
Raina Hart, the target, had accumulated a certain degree of vitality. Even if her life force drained away suddenly, it wouldn’t be enough to cause immediate death.

“Keri, I’ll see you alive.”

At my words, Kevenriak smiled softly.

“It’s time to return now, Raina Hart.”

***

“Ugh! Why is this taking so long?”
“It hasn’t even been an hour yet, Quade.”

Quade was the first to spring from her seat. She looked ready to pound on the door. Stale opened his mouth to calm her.

“No, Stale. To be precise, it’s been one hour and five minutes. Master said it wouldn’t take long, but already one hour and five minutes have passed.”

Liam spoke, having checked the clock periodically.
As the silence stretched before the door, the other Disciples grew increasingly anxious. Even if Vivian Asperada emerged first, it would be reassuring.

“Should we check?”
“Let’s wait a bit longer.”

Rose spoke, and Din answered her.

“The Emperor’s health isn’t in good condition, remember? Maybe that’s why the preparations are taking time.”
“That idiot.”

Ban muttered, listening to her younger sister’s words.
Her face looked sullen as she leaned her back against the wall with her arms crossed. Ever since hearing that the Emperor was sustaining Raina Hart’s body alone, Ban had been displeased about it.
The Master had twelve Disciples. How could it make sense that he was sharing his life force by himself?

“He just wants to monopolize everything.”

Ding—.
Then a sound resonated through the Living Room. The Disciples looked toward the table. It was the bag containing Vivian Asperada’s belongings that Raina Hart had left behind.

“Looks like a communication came through?”
“Let’s take it out. It might be from Duke Asperada.”

Mabel and Ren, who were nearby, pulled out the communication device from the bag.

「Maya」

“Who is it?”

The pursuit team chasing the mercenaries didn’t recognize the name.

“A maid at Asperada Duke’s Castle.”

Jasmine answered. The Disciples who had been trapped in Simona’s Subspace added their thoughts to the familiar name.

“Oh, looks like she learned how to use communication.”
“Can the Duke’s Castle make calls now?”
“Didn’t the Emperor lift the barrier when he left the Duke’s Castle?”
“What barrier?”
“When we left the castle, I felt it in the carriage—there was another barrier surrounding the Duke’s Castle besides the intruder barrier. I think the Emperor set up a communication interference barrier?”

However, even though they knew who the caller was, the communication device belonged to Vivian Asperada, so there was no one who could answer it.
The vibration rang for quite a long time before it stopped.

“What’s happening at the Duke’s Castle?”
“It might have just been a courtesy call.”

Right on cue.
Max, who had been sitting on the floor with her body leaning against the table, suddenly sprang to her feet.

“Ban.”

Max pointed toward the window at Ban, who was leaning against the wall.

“Look at the window. The barrier is being dispelled.”
“What?”

Someone was dispelling the seventh-circle barrier the Emperor had cast? Who on earth could do such a thing?
The Disciples all turned their attention to the window in shock, and Ban’s sharp eyes fixed on the world beyond the glass.

Knock. Knock.
At that very moment, someone knocked on the Villa’s door.

***

Whoosh—!

In the courtyard before the Villa.
A colossal shadow grew at Mabel’s feet.
In Mabel’s hands was a magical gun—a weapon designed to fire her specialty: air bullets. However.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The shadow struck by the barrage of air bullets was punctured with holes. It staggered as though wounded, but only for a moment. The shadow quickly returned to its original form, and as if that weren’t enough, it raised a black gun in its hand.
A shadow resembling me. A shadow resembling my weapon. Black bullets fired from that weapon.

“Damn it.”

Mabel gritted her teeth.
My shadow possessed skill comparable to my own. Mabel cast a magical shield to block the bullets while shouting to the Disciples scattered throughout the area.
They too were locked in combat with their own shadows.

“Everyone, fight together and help! I can’t settle this alone!”
“We know!”

Mabel didn’t need to say it. Everyone was struggling for the same reason.
Liam, riding atop his golem as he faced the shadow golem, called out to those around him.

“But still! Don’t stray far from the Villa! It seems like separating us is part of their objective!”
“Where did Quade go?”

Crash!

“Let’s see who wins until one of us dies!!”
“…He’s on a cliff.”
“Quade is exempt from what he just said.”

Stale, the only fifth-circle mage among them, chose to attack the leisurely standing Simona Asperada instead of fighting his own shadow.

“Ban, could you help me out?”
“How?”
“Fight my shadow for me.”
“No problem. Hey! You’re using some real power? Your master couldn’t use any at all!”
“That’s…”

Stale shook his head at Ban’s provocation and scraped the ground with his foot.

Crackle!
Lightning, brilliant enough to see with the naked eye, flowed across the ground like a dragon.
Simona’s shadow opened its mouth wide and swallowed Stale’s magic.

“I see.”

Simona spoke to her shadow, which was still chewing the remaining lightning in its mouth.

“Now I understand why you wanted to come here.”

She counted with her eyes the number of Raina Hart’s Disciples around the Villa. Eleven in total. All accounted for. Except for her niece.
Which meant—

“She must be inside.”

Simona’s damp gaze pierced through the interior of the Villa.

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