The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 231

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Part 2, Chapter 29

Swoosh—

The circularly compressed energy cut through the air and shot forward at high speed, rising into the void.

“What the…”

The moment the terrorists who swallowed dry saliva raised their heads skyward following the afterimage of the energy.

I flew toward the three men who stood back-to-back, once again completely suppressing my presence.

All three had iron spheres hanging on their chests.

But I could tell with my five senses. Whose iron sphere contained the real ‘flame of death’.

‘Despite being prepared for death, only one of them actually possesses the flame.’

When I struck the jaw of the man facing me head-on, his body immediately lost consciousness and was pushed back helplessly.

“You bastard!”

I dodged the dagger that was swung wildly in panic, and pulled out the iron sphere from the fallen man’s chest.

I spoke to the two who had turned noticeably pale.

“If you want to live, run away in three counts. One.”

“Don’t, don’t talk nonsense! Can’t you see the frame ball on my chest! Even we don’t know which one contains the real divine flame!”

“Two.”

The gazes of the two men crossed.

One immediately turned his back and ran toward the Guild Union in the distance, while the other one….

“Three.”

With a face drunk on ecstasy, he plunged a dagger into his fallen companion’s chest.

“O God of Calamity, please take me to the cosmic garden!”

The moment he threw the iron sphere containing the flame of death into the air.

The unconscious man’s heartbeat stopped.

Kwaaaaang—!

A massive explosion erupted in the sky.

Blood-red flames began pouring down like snow.

Screams of horror burst out from all directions.

“Run, run away! Everyone flee from Brishuir! It’s a calamity! Flames of disaster are pouring from the sky!”

Urgent shouts poured out.

Some fled in haste. Others stood frozen in place, staring this way as if entranced.

I condensed my energy again and shot it spiraling toward the sky. The force that spun around the heavens soon drew air around it, creating a whirlwind-like flow of wind.

Whiiing—

The scattered flames gathered together.

The flames drawn by the wind soon flowed down in a long spiral like a snake.

And the moment that flow settled at the tip of my sword and coiled neatly into a single mass.

Sizzle.

Originally, steel doesn’t melt in fire. Generally speaking, that is.

But the flame of death seemed to possess the power to melt even swords.

‘Indeed, it’s worth fearing its spread throughout the city.’

I gazed at the strangely transparent red flame like glass, and the moment the sword completely melted away.

I transferred the flame to my hand.

“Huu.”

Naturally, it was quite painful.

But… why was it that my reason remained strangely clear and certain? This was my first such experience.

The cause was obvious.

In the heat, my hand was repeatedly burning and regenerating.

At the same time, the flame of death was also gradually extinguishing.

‘As expected, my prediction was correct.’

I can block Rien’s flame using my body.

It’s the principle where my body, which repeats death and birth, is recognized by Rien’s flame as the resurrection of the dead.

‘Then… if I cut off this arm, would a new arm immediately grow?’

Since my heart regenerated too?

‘How far and in what way does immortality apply?’

Could a severed arm also remain alive without dying? Like that of an undead?

Ugh.

I placed the sword on my forearm.

Certainly, it was worth testing. I needed to know more details about my power.

However, while I had stabbed my body before, cutting off a limb was a first.

Unknown self-harm I had never experienced. Though fear I tried to ignore by gritting my teeth peeked out, I didn’t waver and slowly regulated my breathing.

The one-eyed man who suddenly met my gaze muttered as if talking to himself.

“…Why do you go to such lengths to save this city?”

With the thought that it wasn’t particularly like that, the moment I brought down the sword.

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The world.

Stopped very briefly.

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.

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Time flowed again.

No.

Time didn’t flow but went backward.

The flame that had been crawling up my arm, greedily devouring my flesh and bone, gradually reduced in size and turned back.

The blackened skin returned to its original radiant flesh tone. The flame that had fallen to my fingertips rose toward the sky again as if in the moment it had fallen.

The moment I was mesmerized by that surreal scene.

“I have no intention of letting even a hair of yours go.”

Before I knew it, Lu was in front of me.

He was no longer a cat.

A height tall enough that I had to look up, and his usual leisurely face. His hand was hooked in his pants pocket, but his posture was straight, not slouched.

“You’re too selfish, Daisy. You try to treat your body carelessly. That attitude has become second nature now.”

Lu’s gaze turned toward the flame of death lingering at my fingertips.

“Do you want to save the city? Do you want to save the people of this city and be revered as a hero?”

His existence, standing alone in the reversing time, felt like a god.

No, he is a god. Lu is a god. And this absurd phenomenon is….

“That can’t be it. I know, Daisy. If you had simply wanted to save the city, your request would have been slightly different. For instance, asking me to send those disaster followers far from the city….”

Blooming.

The power to reverse time.

Only now that I had become equal to Lu could I see all the truth.

“Lord Caleph turned your body back to the past. To the body from what he judged to be your youngest, strongest, and healthiest time.”

Four years ago, it was also Lu’s blooming power that saved my body when I stood at death’s door.

“…Stop, Lu.”

The flame of death left my hand, lingered on the sword, uncoiled and became a snake flying back to the sky.

The flame became rain.

Was contained in a sphere.

Was embraced by Rien’s follower.

Scattering terrorists, people’s screams, successive explosions, rushing reporters, setting sun, rising sun again, one day, two days, four days….

My God! I urgently grabbed Lu’s arm as time continued rewinding without rest.

“Stop it, Lu! Have you forgotten your condition? Until this morning, you were asleep all day!”

Then Lu smiled affectionately and grasped my hand as if extremely pleased.

“Are you worried about me?”

“Stop laughing and stop this right now!”

“Why should I?”

I was left speechless by his indifferent gaze.

“I told you, Daisy. I don’t want to lose even a single hair of yours. Naturally… these white hands too.”

Lu gently kissed my fingers. Beneath his softly lowered eyelids lay coldly forged anger.

“So I have no choice but to eliminate the cause. I’ll go back to the moment Li’s Followers set foot in Brishuir and send them to some remote area far from this city.”

“…”

“Or how about going back to the very beginning? Going back nearly a century to kill Rien the moment he was born from his mother’s womb.”

“…”

“Ah. That would indeed be the best option. If Rien had never been born… you wouldn’t have lost your heart, and I wouldn’t have had to wait for you for 4 years.”

He really is thoroughly upset.

I swallowed a long sigh and nodded.

“…Fine, do that.”

Lu’s eyes narrowed as they swept over my face.

“If that’s what you want to do, then let’s do it. But killing him right after birth doesn’t sit well with my conscience, so how about right before he achieves unity of mind and body?”

That would indeed be more reasonable. Though I had decided readily enough, there was still something that kept bothering me.

“But that would still require going back decades… Then how long would you have to sleep?”

Lu spoke with an indifferent expression.

“Roughly 20 years.”

…What?

“Good. Now that it’s decided, shall we turn back time even faster?”

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