I Became the Youngest Sister-in-law of the Ruined Reverse Harem’s Male Leads - Chapter 170

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A thick fog descended.

It was black, dark, damp fog that made one feel as if insects were crawling across their skin.

Though I couldn’t see an inch ahead, I could sense where Lazarus was just by his aura.

Behind me, I could hear the friction sounds of Antonio fighting wildly.

Ice shattered, scattered, and rose again as the surrounding temperature dropped, making my breath visible.

I drew out the deep power sleeping within me. It was difficult to control, so whenever I struggled, I thought of my family’s faces.

As warm energy spread through the air, the fog around me began to disappear.

“Lilliana, get back!”

Just then, Edgar suddenly pushed me back and swung his sword.

Immediately after, a goat with glowing yellow eyes came charging at us.

When I reached out my hand, the goat writhed in pain, black blood dripping from its eyes.

Soon I clenched my fist, and the goat exploded with a pop! and disappeared without a trace.

Though I had no telekinetic powers, being a demon’s minion seemed to make it susceptible to my influence.

“Come quickly. I’ve been waiting for you.”

A small, bright light gathered in my palm. The light illuminated the fog that hadn’t been completely cleared.

Edgar, who reached Lazarus first, swung his sword.

Lazarus dodged the sword with minimal movement while mocking Edgar.

“You’re still young, so you’re not as good as your brother. Leopold was quite useful. He was perfectly suited for war.”

Whoosh.

Each swing of the sword made a sharp sound cutting through the air.

“He was patient and meticulous, perfect for conquering nations. Then I saw it in Francois Cassel’s head. That trembling little girl.”

Hahahaha!

Lazarus cackled. I lowered my body to try to cut down the shadow that had taken Lazarus’s form, but the shadow deflected the sword.

The shadow split into several branches, creating sharp edges and began attacking Edgar in return.

Edgar fought the shadow. He slashed, stabbed, and struck down.

But the shadow had no substance. Even when cut, it reformed, and when stabbed, there was no heavy sensation in his grip.

Lazarus watched Edgar struggle and sneered.

“Do you know this? That girl you saved also died by my hand in her past life.”

For a brief moment, Edgar’s body hesitated.

“Ugh!”

Taking advantage of that gap, the shadow that rushed in pierced Edgar’s side. Edgar looked down to check the shadow that had penetrated through his waist.

“Lazarus! Shut your mouth!”

I rushed at Lazarus, reaching out to push the ball of light into him.

The shadow Lazarus created blocked my path, but it withered to both sides due to the energy surrounding my body.

When Lazarus reached out his hand, whoosh, the light in my hand went out. I created light in my other hand, but it was dimmer than before.

Beyond the light, Lazarus, shrouded in shadow, blinked as if amused.

“You don’t seem to remember the moment you turned to ash.”

As I approached Lazarus, the ends of my hair turned to ash and scattered. Black ash clung to my cheek.

Whoosh.

Edgar, clutching his side, cut through the shadow and charged at Lazarus.

Then cracks appeared in Edgar’s hand. Clang. The sword fell to the floor.

The shadow sharpened itself and tried to pierce through Edgar’s chest.

When I threw the ball of light, the shadow ran to Lazarus and disappeared beneath his feet.

I immediately ran to Edgar and caressed his broken hand.

Seeing the blood spreading across his shirt, fear washed over me. I wanted to protect Edgar somehow.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m okay.”

When I caressed it, his hand returned to normal.

Edgar picked up his sword, breathing roughly.

Shadows writhed beneath Lazarus. It was eternal darkness.

A voice came from within it.

“I failed again…!”

It was my brother’s voice. Younger than now.

Someone who was like a parent to me had fallen into pain.

Without realizing it, I let my guard down. In that moment, various voices flooded into my head.

“If I turn back time once more… I should accompany them this time.”

“No! Stop it now!”

“You mustn’t go! They’ll kill you both! Not once has everyone survived. Please! I’m begging you!”

My brother pleaded while crying. It was so desperate that I couldn’t breathe.

These were fragments of the past my brother experienced before I was born.

“Lilliana?”

Edgar called me. At the edge of my vision, I could see his aura-wrapped sword cutting through shadows again and again, but I couldn’t move.

My body stiffened. No, it froze. My head grew cold as my soul plummeted into the depths of a deep sea.

“I’ve done enough. I can’t do anymore. But, but… ghhhuuuk… huuuu.”

My brother despaired. I could feel his torn soul in his wailing voice.

I couldn’t breathe. Tears streamed down my face as well.

“You must choose. Whether to save the child, or for you both to survive.”

It was a lifeless voice like burnt ash.

My hands trembled violently. My head became foggy. The light within me was losing its power.

In an instant, fog rolled in. Edgar pushed me away.

As I rolled on the floor, a shadow struck down right where I had been standing.

“Lilliana! Snap out of it!”

Edgar grabbed and shook me.

The despair my brother experienced, the accumulated pain and disappointment, rushed into me as if they were my own.

It was so overwhelming that I couldn’t breathe. Just as I was clutching my chest and gasping.

“Lily!”

I heard Antonio’s urgent cry from behind.

Crack, crack. Crunch! Before I knew it, ice was rushing along the floor and ceiling.

The ice grew from the floor and ceiling, forming pillars like stone columns.

Bang!

Ice that grew from the floor pierced through the ceiling and shot upward.

Fragments of broken ice sparkled in the fading light.

“Protect the child’s future.”

Though it was a voice I’d never heard before, I instinctively knew it was my mother.

Without realizing it, I drew in a breath.

Since I didn’t even know my parents’ faces, hearing this voice for the first time in my life sent shivers through me.

“This child’s name is Lilliana.”

Mother’s love reached me through her voice that seemed ready to collapse at any moment.

The affection she held reached me through the distorted chaos where darkness and light met.

“Such a lovely child. Aren’t you curious about this child’s smile?”

I was born receiving such immense love that my parents would give up their lives to protect me.

I was the one my older brother protected by turning back time dozens of times until his life was exhausted.

The faces of my family came to mind.

My older brother who was like a father, Edith who loved me like a mother, Liliana who was overjoyed just seeing me and Liliana who nagged me to study every day, the prim Filippo and innocent Yosiyas, reliable Leopold, Eduard who was like a younger brother, and Uncle Francois who was already like a brother-in-law.

The days we spent together, the affection and laughter accumulated over countless hours, the warm fulfillment that those moments brought surged within me.

My head cleared and my blood boiled. My heart burned with the different forms of love I felt for each family member.

Like a light being turned on, enormous light gathered in both my hands.

Edgar, who had been fighting the shadows that had multiplied to over a dozen, turned around to check on me.

‘You probably wanted me to despair and collapse in disappointment, but I won’t fall.’

I stood up on both feet. And immediately rushed toward Lazarus.

Black energy that turned existence to ash surged toward me. But darkness cannot overcome light.

No matter how pitch-black the darkness, evil loses its power to even dim light.

“Turn to ash and disappear!”

“Uaaaah—!”

Dozens of shadows rushed at me, but as soon as light touched them, they vanished as if they had never existed.

My gaze met with bright yellow flashing eyes.

Indescribable hatred toward me sharpened like a blade, creating darkness.

Lazarus created a sword from darkness and aimed it at me.

The pitch-black blade thrust forward. Clang! An aura shining white in the light blocked the sword.

In that gap, I pushed light into Lazarus with all my strength.

The light pierced through Chris’s body and soon spread brilliantly throughout his entire form.

“How, how…”

Lazarus gaped in shock as he looked down at his own hands.

Black ash fell from his hands like peeling skin.

“Return to chaos.”

And live eternity without being able to exist anywhere.

“Kraaaak!”

Black mist in the form of an evil spirit rapidly flowed out from the screaming Chris’s mouth.

“No. No—”

Lazarus couldn’t even finish his death throes before being swallowed by light and annihilated.

Though Lazarus had disappeared, the light didn’t go out and embraced us.

“Ah.”

Edgar checked his side. The wound was healing rapidly.

The small scratches on his cheek and neck had already disappeared.

The light was gentle, warm, and peaceful. The chaotic emotions created by Lazarus faded away.

Anxiety, fear, anger, pain… all that remained in me was the love that brilliantly illuminated our lives.

Though the light dimmed, vibrant life force rippled within me.

“Kheuh.”

Hot tears flowed down my cheek from one eye.

It was all over. The shadow that killed my parents, stole my older brother’s health, ruined Uncle Francois’s life, and chased me for a lifetime had disappeared.

I had succeeded in my revenge and was finally free.

And.

“Chris!”

Chris’s body collapsed.

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