I Became the Youngest Sister-in-law of the Ruined Reverse Harem’s Male Leads - Chapter 154

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

#.154

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

Along with a massive explosion, the aura of dark magic was felt from not far away.

Francois, who had been lying listlessly on the sofa, bolted upright and ran toward the center of the explosion.

“That place is…”

The house with its roof blown off was the place Emilia had recently rented for short-term residence.

Francois’s heart sank as he ran toward Emilia’s house, his mind going completely blank.

Soon, right before his eyes, someone in a robe grabbed Emilia’s shoulder and cast dark magic.

But the dark magic he unleashed was mercilessly shattered by the tip of Emilia’s spear.

“Emilia—!”

At the same time, the robed figure was struck by Francois’s magic and slammed into the wall.

“Are you okay?”

Francois grabbed Emilia’s shoulders with trembling hands to check on her.

Emilia was covered in wounds from the explosion. Moreover, she seemed to have injured her ankle and couldn’t stand properly.

“I’ll handle this, so you stay here.”

“No. I have to do it.”

“It’s dangerous. If you’re going to do it, let’s do it together—”

“That bastard is the Elder. He’s the last one left, so it’ll be dangerous if you clash with him.”

Her bloodied hand grabbed him and pushed him back.

In that moment, Francois realized that Emilia had been anticipating this situation for a long time.

Watching her back heaving as she panted with rough breaths, Francois bit his lower lip.

‘You don’t trust me.’

No. It might be his fault for not earning her trust.

Just as Francois was despairing, Emilia drew up her divine power.

Thanks to being together for so long, he could tell that she had reached her limit.

‘No. I can’t watch you face danger alone.’

Francois quickly grabbed hold of Emilia.

For just a brief moment, Emilia turned her head to look at him.

Their gazes met for an instant. He couldn’t read any emotion in her blue eyes, yet at the same time he could confirm everything.

“For Lord Razas!”

Shadows surged up from the floor. A shadow in the shape of a giant sea serpent lunged at Emilia.

The spear filled with divine power sliced through the shadow. Then two heads sprouted from the severed cross-section.

The divine power spreading from her fingertips became a strong light.

When light existed in all directions, the shadows naturally had no choice but to disappear.

“Obediently become a sacrifice for Lord Razas!”

The Elder drew a sword from his chest. But Emilia was faster.

“Urgh!”

Emilia rushed at the Elder and thrust her spear into his arm.

The hand holding the spear trembled violently.

This was because Razas, who had manifested in the Elder, gripped the spear tightly with his other arm, making it impossible to move.

Razas spoke through the Elder’s mouth.

“Holy Maiden. You’re making futile efforts. No matter how many Elders you kill, as long as the Ritualist remains, I can appear again at any time.”

“I’m planning to blow that bastard away soon too, so look forward to it.”

“A Holy Maiden filled with vengeance… This won’t bring your dead parents back to life.”

“You talk too much.”

The hand Razas extended lightly brushed Emilia’s head.

The moment it brushed her, his fingers crumbled to ash, but rather than being afraid, Razas giggled with laughter.

“You’re planning to devour me and die together. How pitiful.”

Francois, who had been watching blankly, regained focus in his eyes. He approached Razas with a distorted expression.

“Sacrifice is love, but not all sacrifice can be love.”

“What do you mean? What that bastard just said, is it true?”

“It is indeed true. If all plans fail, she’s resolved to devour me after I descend and die.”

“Emilia…”

Francois, stunned, looked back at her hoping she would deny it, but Emilia chose silence.

Realizing that Razas’s claim was true, Francois’s breathing became rough.

How could she think such a thing… Why on earth…

He firmly pushed Emilia away with hands soaked in despair.

“You—”

Before Emilia could continue speaking, Francois directly took the aura emanating from Razas.

Crack, creak.

Francois’s mind was being eroded at a faster pace than usual.

As he fell into despair and sorrow, his vision began to blur.

In the midst of endless plummeting, at some point a voice echoed in his head.

— If the child in the womb is born as an outstanding mage…

Crunch. Crack.

The terrible bugs gnawing at his mind, the erosion he had felt endlessly in his past life, was happening at rapid speed.

“What are you doing!”

Unprepared erosion is fatal. Emilia tried to separate Francois from Razas, but it was useless.

The Elder’s eyes turned black. Razas, who had taken over the body, tore his mouth open like a beast and laughed.

While doing so, he rolled his unfocused eyes that had turned pitch black, surveying the situation.

It was clearly a human face, but it looked extremely eerie with no expression or emotion visible.

It was like a beast wearing human skin.

“Francois! Are you crazy?”

Razas held Francois even tighter so that Emilia couldn’t separate him.

The demon’s power entered through their pressed skin. Emilia urgently drew up her divine power, but the speed of erosion was faster.

Francois sank into the distant darkness just like that.

It was eternal darkness and infinite falling.

Viscous black liquid surrounded him from all sides, blocking his nose and mouth.

The erosion happened without any chance to protect his consciousness, so he couldn’t resist.

‘The backlash…’

His vision blurred and his thoughts slowed. Down, down.

His soul, pushed by the heavy darkness, fell toward the abyss. Razas quickly devoured everything of his.

Sorrow, pain, laughter, life, soul…

However, there was exactly one thing that Razas could not devour.

It was the purest light he possessed, bound together by pure love with not a single point of darkness able to penetrate it.

Francois confirmed the only sparkling light in the darkness. He called the name of that light with yearning.

‘Emilia…’

The person who showed him sincere goodwill and taught him love.

Hateful and detestable, yet irreplaceable, the light that descended upon him.

Even if this love had an end, she would exist as a dazzling sun until the day his life ended, a milestone of life and the most beautiful and brilliant salvation.

The moment affection that no darkness could devour appeared in his eyes, his hazy consciousness began to awaken.

When reason returned to distinguish the situation, Francois immediately snapped his fingers.

Snap.

When he snapped his fingers like flint, sparks flew from a single gesture.

The sparks became a giant fire demon and flickered.

The darkness that had been devouring his nose and mouth turned to dry ash and crumbled away the moment the sparks touched it.

― Foolish. With just this much….

A distant scream was heard. Through the door opened at the edge of darkness, hell was visible.

Curses shot out from the abyss, but they couldn’t reach Francois.

As the spark grew larger, the light also became stronger.

Though it was undoubtedly scorching hot, he felt all of this was infinitely warm.

The warm sensation filled his chest to overflowing. Brilliant light swallowed his entire body.

And then.

“Kheureup!”

Francois rose from the darkness by his own power. Though difficult and dangerous, it wasn’t impossible.

If it had been him from his previous life, it would have been impossible even with help.

The him from back then didn’t know what love was.

He had never learned how to be loved or how to love.

Born from twisted affection, he lived harboring resentment toward his mother and anger and hatred toward his father.

What filled him was a heart full of malice, desperately wanting to survive somehow. Within that, there was no respect or affection for his own life.

However, the current him had so many things that existed.

Lilliana who was like a niece, Edith and Andrea who were gradually becoming family, a heart that knew how to atone, the experience of being forgiven, respect for himself. And infinite affection for his lover.

The him of this life was filled with love that even demons couldn’t steal away, shining brilliantly.

That’s why today, Francois was able to completely drive out Lazarus from within himself.

“Heoeok. Heuip.”

As Lazarus was repelled by the recoil, the Elder’s body crumbled into black powder.

Every time he took rough breaths, his chest ached. His body trembled and cold sweat made his spine shiver.

However, his mind was clearer than ever before.

“Heuik.”

He felt the hole in his head disappear. The moment he had longed for over such a long time had come.

Finally it had reached him.

Freedom, liberation. And a miracle.

“Are you okay? Francois! Francois!”

When he opened his eyes, Emilia was grabbing and shaking him.

He could see her trembling hands and face that was about to burst into tears from shock.

Even though deep joy was spreading from having driven out all of Lazarus from within himself, when the fact that Emilia had prepared for death came to mind, unbearable sadness washed over him.

‘You shouldn’t make that face.’

You shouldn’t be so terrified like that. It makes it impossible for me to resent you completely.

Francois silently shed tears with his bloodshot eyes.

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————