The Abandoned Villainess Takes Everything This Time - Chapter 113
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113.
Lillian looked up at the villain with concern.
The day had come when a Controller would worry about an Ability User’s physical condition.
The Creator God would be surprised.
‘And he still has a lingering fever.’
Ever since he took Caspian’s ‘Nightmare Summoning’ in Lillian’s place.
This man’s physical condition had been strange at times.
Even for a B-rank Ability User, getting sick and feverish was something that happened maybe once every five years.
“Ren, are you really sure you don’t need me to call a physician?”
“Forget about that. More importantly, Lillian, what if.”
“What do you mean forget about that—”
“Suppose there was a man who called you powerless and made you cry.”
“…? Are you talking about every man in my life so far?”
There were plenty: her grandfather Duke Tillard, Kuern, Ramio, Karkin, and so on.
“Imagine one more being added to that list.”
“Ah. Okay.”
“Do you think you could like such a person?”
“…? Ren, you said your past life turned back time. Aren’t you curious about that story?”
If it were Lillian, she would have dug into that. Especially when the fate of the world was at stake.
“This is a more important question than that, so answer this first. Seriously.”
However, the villain seemed to have a completely different thought process from Lillian.
‘Is this person serious?’
But since the other person’s expression was so serious, Lillian also fell into contemplation.
‘At least it’s not about the villain himself, right?’
Since being imprinted, this man had never called Lillian by any derogatory terms.
‘Children abandoned for having low or no abilities. Ambrosio the Priest will create an institution for such children.’
And he had even made a deal with the current Grand Cleric.
‘The Imperial Court will also invest in it under the pretext of patronage.’
Did he even know what that meant to Lillian?
What kind of pain it was that made her think of leaving the land where she was born and seeking asylum in another country.
And…
This person had planted trees that would bloom with flowers in this garden where they now stood.
‘It’s past its prime, but if we plant it now, it’ll be fine. And we should be able to see it bloom around next year.’
In Lillian’s life, there had been no one who gave her flowers or suggested they look at them together.
Not even counting her ‘previous life’—no one.
…Suddenly thinking of that, her cheek muscles pulled hot and her entire face ached.
Was she getting cheek inflammation on top of arthritis?
Lillian averted her gaze to avoid showing her strange expression.
“Of course I’d hate such a person. No, they’d be the most horrible in the world. I’d hate them so much.”
“…”
“If such a person appeared in my life again, I’d stay away from them. I wouldn’t even deal with them.”
The more she answered, the more she vaguely understood.
‘Is this a question to test my loyalty?’
This man’s goal was to become Emperor.
But he seemed worried that the person supporting him might crave others’ affection and grovel like before.
‘Especially since I made a fuss about marrying Kail because of the hallucinogenic poison.’
He was probably trying to double-check whether Lillian’s vision and mind were normal.
The villain’s tool management methods were truly admirable.
“So don’t worry, Ren.”
“…”
“I won’t fall for such trash. I’ll only do my best for you and the Shadows.”
And I’ll do my best to break the imprint too.
The villain finally answered.
“…Right. You should rest now too.”
Lillian let him carry her away.
Recently, perhaps because he too needed ‘control,’ he had been volunteering to be Lillian’s carriage more often.
‘Still, that answer should have reassured him, right?’
His complexion seemed pale though…
Well, if he mulled over the information Lillian had given him today, it was understandable that the color would drain from his face.
Lillian closed her eyes.
She too had too many things to think about.
‘…The villain must have lost in the war of his past life, right? Then the people here would have died too.’
Elias, Jeanne, Marguerite, and most of the others…
‘I tried not to get attached, but I’m really screwed.’
Let’s somehow make sure the people on this side don’t die in this life.
Including the villain.
* * *
Returning to his room, Evren was certain.
‘Lillian doesn’t remember.’
The past life.
That she had survived even after the Imperial Palace collapsed.
The fact that she had spent time with him on the battlefield for a while…
And the fact that he had poured out words that destroyed Lillian and made her cry a lot.
‘She doesn’t remember now, but what if she regains her old memories?’
Naturally, she would despise him. Again.
Evren spat out curses.
He hated his past self so much he wanted to strangle him.
‘Of course I’d hate such a person. No, they’d be the most horrible in the world. I’d hate them so much.’
Because of that damn bastard who was himself, Lillian’s possibility of loving him had been buried in the ground.
Meanwhile, he had fallen for Lillian even then…
He had selfishly imprinted on her because he wanted her so much, then just waited for Lillian to hold his leash.
‘But in the end, I failed to receive Lillian’s love.’
So he probably turned back time without caring whether the world collapsed or not.
What he would do was obvious without seeing it.
And…
If he failed again this time…
“…”
Evren silently pulled down his collar.
The imprint was glowing a precarious red color.
Perhaps there wasn’t as much time as he thought.
But how exactly does one receive love?
* * *
The land beyond the strait.
The Revenant Clan’s Palace in Calimore.
Caspian, who had been lying on the bed like a doll, quietly opened his eyes.
An attendant from the Revenant clan who had been waiting for him hurriedly ran over.
“Have you awakened, Lord Caspian?”
“…Yeah.”
Caspian looked up at the ceiling hazily.
The body that had been in the ‘Tower of Seclusion’ was finished.
I returned to my main body in Calimore.
But the attendant wore an apologetic expression.
“Lord Caspian. It seems the ‘brainwashing’ ability will be unusable…”
“For a while, or permanently?”
“…”
“Haha.”
The latter, then.
Click. Caspian rose from his seat and lit a cigarette.
“My bride has become far more impressive.”
“…”
“‘A Controller compatible with everyone’… to think she’d use it like this.”
I was preparing a way to easily infiltrate the Empire again through brainwashing…
Caspian closed his eyes.
He recalled the scene of silver confetti falling at the Central Temple.
It was a spectacular sight like silver snow.
And Lillian was there.
She was beautiful.
If not for the prophecy, beautiful enough that I would have let myself fall in love without reservation.
The attendant asked cautiously.
“Lord Caspian, are you alright?”
“My bride.”
“Yes.”
“Is it really necessary to kill her?”
“Pardon?”
“I think it might be fine to take her as my companion without necessarily killing her.”
“That’s preposterous, Lord Caspian!”
The attendant exclaimed in shock.
‘The bride.’
Long ago, it was an existence promised by the Creator God for the ‘immortal House of Revenant’ that he loved most.
Simply put, she was ‘God’s daughter’ itself.
But ironically, the Revenants had never once wanted such an existence.
“If the ‘bride’ exists, the House of Revenant’s power will disappear. How can you say such things when you know this?”
“That’s why we sealed her power, but it was useless anyway.”
Tap, tap. Caspian flicked his cigarette.
Since childhood, Caspian had heard it until his ears were sick of it.
Kill the bride.
If you can’t kill her, you must block her power.
For the revival and glory of the House of Revenant.
But.
“…I’ll extract all the Controller power from the bride and then keep her alive.”
“Lord Caspian-!”
“What’s wrong with that.”
Caspian smiled hazily as he extinguished his cigarette.
“A butterfly is still a butterfly even without wings.”
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