The Villainess is a Millionaire Solver - Chapter 106

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Chapter 106

The door opened and someone came out.

‘Theseus Marquis?’

I looked tensely, but…

What appeared before us was a squire wearing a white robe with a sword at his waist. The boy was surprised to see the visitors.

“What brings you here?”

“We came to see our master.”

Aldensis said.

The boy’s large eyes turned toward him. Having immediately recognized the visitor’s identity, the boy bowed his head and said.

“As you know, Master has cut off all contact. For the past three years, he rarely comes out of his quarters. He only meets about one visitor per year. Even when Empress recently came to visit, he ultimately declined to meet her.”

“Hmm? What did you say about Empress?”

Suddenly, Ruellian’s voice rang out from behind us.

“What? I wondered where everyone had gone, and here you all are gathered?”

“Ruellian! Perfect timing! You’re obviously on our side, right?”

Zikren said this while looking back at the boy.

“Tell him again that three of Master’s cherished disciples have gathered together to request an audience with him.”

“Ah…”

The boy first bowed to Ruellian, then spoke with a troubled expression.

“He already said he won’t meet anyone who comes to visit.”

“We’ve done what we could.”

Aldensis calmly took out an orb from his pocket. Zikren followed suit and took his out too.

The two tried to crush the orbs by pressing them hard between their thumbs and index fingers. With a transcendent’s power, it shouldn’t be too difficult.

But…

“Hmm?”

Both their expressions changed.

The orbs wouldn’t break.

No matter how much force Aldensis and Zikren applied with their fingers, it was useless. Some powerful force seemed to be surrounding them.

To surpass even a transcendent’s power? Could that be possible?

Sion quickly spoke to the squire in that gap.

“There was a man named Philip who once faithfully served Theseus Marquis as his retainer in the past. When Philip later retired, the Marquis promised to grant him one favor as a token of gratitude.”

“Yes. I’ve heard that story before.”

“Good. That very Philip owed me a great debt and transferred that promise to me. Here’s Philip’s letter proving this fact, so please deliver it to Theseus Marquis.”

I was surprised.

When did he prepare something like that?

At this rate, wouldn’t Sion steal the opportunity from me?

I stepped forward, prepared to lie down across the doorway if necessary…

The boy who had gone in with the letter came out shortly after and shook his head.

“He says that when he gave the orbs to the two Highnesses, it wasn’t intended for this kind of use, and when he made the promise to retainer Philip, it also wasn’t intended for this kind of use. He told everyone to return today.”

“Wait.”

Zikren grabbed the door that was about to close.

The muscles in his arm, visible beneath his robe, bulged prominently, and powder began crumbling from the stone door.

Through a transcendent’s power, he was pushing back against the strong force acting on this place.

Zikren shouted toward the inside while gripping the door with all his might.

“Master! We’re searching for that sword our late mother lost! Don’t you want to find it too, Master?”

His loud voice resonated powerfully toward the inside. The echo spread far and wide.

But…

As I listened to that echo, my head somehow began to feel dizzy.

‘What?’

In my blurred vision, I saw the boy hurriedly running inside. A strong dizziness overcame me.

‘…Huh!’

I staggered and nearly collapsed, but barely managed to regain my senses.

The surroundings were strange.

Just moments ago it had been the Imperial Palace Cemetery, but suddenly it seemed like I had entered some strange maze. A golden mist-like energy surrounded the area.

“What? Where is this?”

No one answered.

Only then did I notice. Aldensis, Zikren, and Ruellian were all collapsed on the ground.

‘This is Sion’s doing!’

I quickly drew my fan and took a defensive stance, when something bumped against my foot. It was the unconscious Sion.

‘So it wasn’t this guy’s scheme?’

While I was bewildered, the space before my eyes suddenly changed. It was like a dark, damp underground prison.

‘…?’

I saw Sion’s figure before my eyes.

About seven years old perhaps? With a scrawny body wearing sack-like clothes, sitting blankly on the floor.

Step, step.

Along with footsteps, the bright light of a torch cast shadows on the wall. The next moment, another sack-like form dropped heavily in front of Sion.

“Mom?”

Sion asked in a terror-stricken voice.

A man’s face suddenly appeared from the darkness. A bumpy face with one crushed ear.

He spoke to Sion in an ominous voice.

“I’ve never liked those eyes of yours since long ago.”

Sion screamed.

“…!”

I flinched in shock. As my contact with the unconscious Sion broke, the vision suddenly disappeared.

It was still inside the maze. But it felt like my body had actually traveled through time and space to that underground prison. It was such a vivid hallucination.

“Sion!”

The scene I had just witnessed was so horrific that I unconsciously shook Sion to wake him.

But there was no response.

“I suppose it means I can do some investigation?”

Perhaps he was hiding objects related to evil magic in his pockets.

So I carefully touched Sion’s pockets with my fan imbued with sacred power, but there was nothing.

Thorough as always.

He didn’t seem to be carrying any suspicious objects.

I quickly moved away, worried he might open his eyes… but he was just frowning as if in pain.

‘He must have fallen deep into that vision from earlier.’

I looked down at the ground. I could see the three people still collapsed and unconscious.

“Zikren?”

I carefully approached and lightly touched Zikren’s shoulder.

Then the space changed again.

A rounded arched ceiling. Chandeliers sparkling in the sunlight. A corridor polished smooth as a mirror.

The Imperial Palace.

I could see Aldensis and Zikren, who appeared to be about ten years old. The two were sitting on a corridor windowsill, cutting paper to make a large bird.

“Brother! Will this bird really carry Mother’s illness on its wings and fly far, far away?”

“How many times are you going to ask? There, it’s finished, so let’s show it to Mother.”

The brothers ran down the corridor carrying the bird.

“Mother!”

The door opened wide before their eyes.

“Wait!”

I shouted without thinking, and Zikren hesitated.

But the next moment, the screen flickered and my vision was roughly distorted as everything turned pitch black.

“…!”

I was startled again and pulled myself out of there.

I could see Zikren’s face contorted in pain. Cold sweat was beading on his forehead.

He was having a nightmare.

“Wake up!”

I shook his shoulders hard, but Zikren didn’t budge at all.

“Do something about your brother.”

I nudged Aldensis, who was collapsed right next to him.

It was the same. Once again, a vivid hallucination unfolded.

“Mother!”

Holding his brother’s hand with one hand and a paper bird in the other. The back view of a blonde boy calling out in a bright voice as he flung open the door. Beyond him, a bed was visible.

The next moment.

My vision flickered and everything turned pitch black again.

‘Again.’

I flinched and pulled myself out of the vision. After being dazed for a moment… I nudged Ruellian, who was the last one remaining.

Once again, the same phenomenon occurred. Before my eyes appeared the garden of a mansion shrouded in darkness.

Breaking the silence, a carriage came rushing in urgently. A man with black hair and a sturdy build, and a woman with brown hair pinned up high got out of the carriage as if being chased by something. Both were dressed for a ball.

“Father! Mother!”

Young Ruellian came running down the manor stairs.

“Why did you come back so early?”

Countess Lacroix pulled her son’s shoulders into an embrace and spoke with a stern face.

“Listen carefully to what I say from now on. We have to leave this place immediately.”

“What?”

“Get in the carriage quickly!”

Count Lacroix commanded his son. He looked very reliable and brave, but kept looking back as if afraid of something.

“You get in too. I’ll just grab the essential documents.”

“You can’t do that. Let’s go together!”

The Count and Countess firmly shut the door of the carriage their son had gotten into, then rushed into the manor.

“Mother! Father!”

Ruellian called out to his parents, then opened the carriage door. Even as the butlers tried to hold him back and stop him, he broke free and ran toward the manor.

At that moment, my vision shook violently again.

I was thrown out of there once more.

“…”

My head hurt. The visions were so vivid that I was momentarily dazed about who I was and where I was.

But this made it clear.

‘Now I know for certain. They’re all having nightmares about the most terrible memories they first experienced.’

Sion was reliving the moment he witnessed his mother’s gruesome state and lost one eye.

Aldensis and Zikren were reliving the moment they witnessed their mother’s death.

Ruellian was reliving the moment his parents were murdered.

All of these were events that would plant the greatest shock and terror in a child’s soul. They were all contorting their faces in pain before these nightmares.

It seemed best to wake them up quickly.

‘Normal methods don’t seem to work…’

Thinking back to what just happened, it seemed like I could enter their nightmares.

When I unconsciously shouted at Zikren, he turned around, so it seems their consciousness can hear my voice.

‘Maybe I can talk to them in their dreams and wake them up.’

It was worth trying.

However…

I was scared, that’s why.

I was afraid to readily attempt it with Aldensis and Zikren.

Since they said she passed away from exhaustion, maybe she looked peaceful as if sleeping, but the brothers’ rejection was clearly too severe.

I didn’t know what might happen if I interfered carelessly.

‘Ruellian’s memory would probably be more bearable.’

Although it was a cruel situation, it was a memory I had already looked into once before. Wouldn’t the second time be at least slightly better?

I carefully sat down next to Ruellian.

His black hair was disheveled and scattered, and his straight forehead was contorted with the pain of nightmares.

Seeing him collapsed in that state while wearing white clerical robes, it felt like discovering an archangel who had descended to this earth to suffer.

That is, if we’re just talking about appearances.

“Sigh…”

Even while trembling with fear about entering the nightmare, I let out a small sigh. It felt like I could sense a piercing gaze from above.

I briefly raised my head to look up at the ceiling of the maze.

“Oh God. I’m not doing this out of any sinister ulterior motive, but to wake your Agent from his nightmare.”

After defending myself like that, I carefully placed my hand on Ruellian’s face.

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