The Villainess is a Millionaire Solver - Chapter 117

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Chapter 117

What?

I looked at Sion in bewilderment.

Is this really the time for him to be saying such things?

He can’t even use the black magic he’s been secretly exploiting like his own personal cheat skill, and all his past deeds are about to be exposed soon, so why is he acting so confident?

‘He’s ridiculously self-assured.’

As if he knew exactly what I was thinking, Sion said calmly.

“Anyway, all problems will be simply resolved once I become the heir.”

At that moment, the power of the Rosen Family protecting Sion grew even thicker. As if it would soon devour the protective force surrounding me.

“And if I become the family head after that, it’ll be even simpler. I’ll be able to hide anything with the power of the ancestral spirits. That’s the mysterious power unique to the Rosen Family.”

What? Who’s going to make you the family head?

Does he think the family’s power was passed down to be used for such things? The ancestors passed it down for making money, not for some black magic!

Something surged up from within my chest.

“So you’re saying you won’t give up until the very end. Despite having had opportunities.”

I stared straight at Sion as I spoke.

“You just got caught by me in a decisive moment. People might not believe it right now since there’s no evidence, but do you really think you’ll never be discovered until the very end? How stupid are you planning to become? That’s an evil power that’s eating away at your soul.”

“Do you think I don’t know that?”

One of Sion’s eyes flashed with a sharp blue light. As if I had properly touched a sore spot. He had a defensive attitude like a wounded beast.

“Do you even know how miserably a person gets trampled when they have no power? If you experienced that, anyone would have no choice but to make the same decision as me. You people are the ones who made me like this.”

In the flickering light, Sion glanced at me.

“So don’t resent me too much.”

…?

He’s talking as if everything is already over?

He might just be doing this on purpose to engage in psychological warfare with me…

But looking at his expression, he seemed sincere.

‘It seems like he knows something only he knows again.’

From the moment the Princess first told us about the task, to finding Theseus Marquis to get clues and standing here in front of this door.

While I desperately struggled using every means available, Sion had seemed relaxed throughout.

Of course, he seemed completely unprepared for a thief to steal his purification item.

Even though I succeeded in cornering him through that, Sion still seemed confident of his victory.

‘Like someone who knows the answer sheet in advance.’

But even if that’s the case, he shouldn’t be so arrogant, right?

Sure enough.

While we were having a staring contest, waiting for the door to open.

Suddenly, the sound of several people coming down the stairs echoed.

“…!”

Seeing who appeared next, Sion’s face hardened momentarily.

Knights wearing pure white uniforms with purple sashes.

Among the Holy Knights of the Holy Order, these were the heretic inquisitors. Those who remained as vague objects of fear in Aristina’s memories.

At the front, Ruellian, the leader of the Order, was leading them.

‘Oh…’

Even while being flustered by Sion’s preemptive move, I couldn’t help but admire.

‘It hasn’t been long since he stole the helmet, and he’s already appearing before people in yet another identity. This kind of work requires extraordinary diligence.’

Everyone was surprised by the sudden appearance of the heretic inquisitors. Duke Carnel asked.

“What’s going on?”

Ruellian answered.

“It’s not certain yet, but we detected traces suggesting someone purified the aura of black magic, so we’re conducting a search.”

“Black magic?”

Everyone was surprised once again. I could see Sion’s face hardening even more.

It was like a house call service from the Holy Order. He must have already secured evidence by stealing it, and it seemed like he planned to proceed with the arrest in one swift motion.

For once, those chilling heretic inquisitors felt very reassuring.

‘Aren’t they all witnesses favorable to me?’

That wasn’t all.

“Since all the other guild masters have withdrawn and it’s ended up becoming like our family’s event, I feel I must watch as the family head.”

When Duke Carnel expressed his intention to enter the maze…

“Then I’ll accompany you as well, Duke.”

Helmut, who had been silent until then, also stepped forward to join.

“I know civilians can’t participate in such matters, but I happen to have this…”

He pulled out a crumpled 【Holy Knight Certification】 from his pocket and showed it.

Everyone was surprised. Even Duke Carnel was surprised.

“Helmut, you had Holy Knight qualifications?”

“I helped a certain saint long ago.”

And he gestured to people who were coming down here, guided by an attendant.

“Come on, let’s go. We must protect the Duke.”

“Right. Right.”

The elder knights of the Rosen Duchy came down, chattering noisily.

“…”

Sion seemed to have difficulty managing his expression.

I glanced at him slyly.

What will you do now? All the people whose image you must carefully manage are going in together? Even if you try to use tricks, you’ll have many difficulties, won’t you?

“…”

In front of us two, who were busily thinking with our own thoughts and plans, the light emitted by the dragon scale spread out in circles, exploring the space.

Finally, a path opened beyond the massive door.

We were finally connected to the space where the Windfearer was hidden.

“Now, everyone.”

Aldensis looked around at everyone and said.

“Finally, the secret that Master faced 11 years ago will be revealed before our eyes as well.”

And he fumbled in his pocket and pulled something out.

“Before that, it would be good to know about this first.”

What he pulled out was a thin scroll. It was so old that it had discolored beyond recognition of its original color.

I asked.

“What is that?”

“Perhaps things are going well, but I was finally able to obtain an ancient document that had been missing for a long time. Specifically, data analyzing the Windfearer by some genius craftsman of ancient times.”

Aldensis spread the scroll wide for everyone to see. I could see characters that couldn’t be interpreted with the knowledge in my head.

“According to this document written in ancient language, the Windfearer is a sword made from various body parts of an ancient creature that was the ancestor of dragons. Eyes, fangs, heart, wings, hide. But isn’t this strange?”

Zikren asked with a puzzled look.

“What is?”

“You remember what Master said that the squire conveyed, right? That the Windfearer is now broken and hidden somewhere.”

“Right, that’s what he said.”

Zikren nodded and then paused.

“Wait. Come to think of it, how did a sword made organically from the body parts of such a powerful being get broken?”

“That’s exactly it.”

Ruellian naturally joined in.

“I was about to talk about this anyway, but while I was researching diligently, I also found similar records in the Order’s secret archives. I found it in the ancient sacred artifact catalog…”

He pulled out a piece of paper and showed it as he spoke.

“These words were supposedly engraved on the scabbard that originally contained the Windfearer. ‘Protect the weak and do not harm life carelessly. If this is violated, the sword will immediately lose its power.'”

“Let me see.”

Aldensis took the paper and examined it carefully, then nodded.

“So it broke because it lost its power?”

“That’s what we have to assume.”

I listened to their conversation with great interest.

Would the secrets of the past finally be revealed now?

By the way, how fascinating. If you commit a crime with Windfearer, you immediately get torn to pieces and disappear into another world.

‘It’s the perfect weapon for committing the perfect crime.’

A sudden thought sent chills down my spine.

Perfect crime…

I momentarily forgot where I was and became dazed. Then I snapped back to reality at Zikren’s voice.

“What’s wrong?”

“No, I was just thinking about something for a moment.”

I looked at Aldensis.

“Then do we need to find all the fragments of the sword? Or is there a way to restore it to its original state?”

“That is…”

Aldensis was about to answer when he suddenly said “Ah” and pointed straight ahead.

“Look over there, Princess.”

A dazzling light enveloped us, and the space changed.

Before we knew it, we were in a different place. The Golden Mist Maze. It was the very space where the dragon scale had brought us from the Imperial Palace Cemetery.

“Oh, look over there!”

The Elders murmured as they looked where Aldensis was pointing.

Some letters were carved in large script on the ceiling above our heads. This time I could read them too.

‘Find the eye. Then the rest will gather on their own.’

That’s what it said.

“Find the eye?”

Isn’t this just like a treasure hunt?

A legendary treasure hidden with riddles. And the participants who set out to find it. Then they get killed one by one by an unidentified culprit…

No, that’s not it…

“Anyway, it’s a more familiar situation than I expected.”

As I was about to step forward energetically, Sion suddenly spoke.

“I wonder. Whatever you’re thinking, it’s probably different from what you think, sister.”

At that moment.

Something whooshed past in front of me.

I was startled.

“What was that?”

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