I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

212 – Engagement (14)

“Ugh…!”

When Lilia regained consciousness, she realized that she was trapped in a narrow cage that would have confined a wild animal. A sickening, thick scent of blood was felt nearby.

Hands and feet were bound. A small chain was wrapped around each finger so that it could not move. In addition, even his mouth was covered with a gag.

Both movement and conversation were sealed. The wand is taken away and you cannot use the broom.

It is the right law to restrain wizards. If a junior witch had captured a vampire like this, she would have been praised.

But now Lilia is caught in the opposite situation.

‘Damn b*tch!’

I had to internally shout out a different kind of praise.

‘Why do I hallucinate… ‘

I was truly ashamed of myself for falling into a pitiful trap that I would not have normally fallen into. Actually, I know why I fell into that trap. At a time when I should not have let down my guard, I neglected my guard, thinking only of Iba.

Lilia didn’t want to admit that fact and was looking away.

‘If it weren’t for Iva… ‘

Oh, you little b*stard. I got angry by mentioning his innocent name for no reason. In fact, if you really look at it, it is not without sin. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have come to a place like this.

But in the end, if you look back and look at the cause, you will find Lilia, who received him as a servant. And if we go back, another cause will be discovered.

The search for the culprit is over. In the end, you will just end up wasting time in vain. It is constructive now to focus on getting out of this crisis right away rather than blaming who had it worse.

“Town! Eup! “Eup!”

Lilia kept screaming and asking for help from those around her. Most of her cries were drowned out by the gag, but she succeeded in getting some of her voice out through the bars.

It was Eva who called. Since he was the only ally around here right now, he didn’t have the same thoughts. Rational judgment had been lost for a long time. It was nothing more than shouting at the top of my lungs the name of the person I wanted to see the most.

Called the man’s name. I called the name of the man I hated, and the name of the creature I always despised because I thought it was dirty, mean, and wild.

The thing I hated the most has suddenly become the thing I want the most.

Lilia continued to thrash around and scream. I poured out his name, a cry that did not become a name but turned into a shout. The iron bars imprisoning her rattled.

“Oh, I see you’re awake?”

However, the person who heard that cry and came to visit was not Iva, but the criminal who locked her in this cage.

“Hi? Do you know my name? Aranea. This is Morbe’s disciple whom you killed. Oh, did I introduce it before? Hey, self-introduction is important though. Yes? Right. You don’t need to introduce yourself. Lilia “I know you well.”

Aranea smiled as she saw Lilia struggling.

“But you’re pitiful. I no longer need to know you that well? Because…”

Aranea’s eyes sparkled. The staff in her hand drew a flowing trajectory. Then a magic circle began to glow on the floor. It was clear that a magic circle had been drawn in this room from the beginning.

As soon as the magic circle activated, blood flowed from Lilia’s eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.

“Because I’m going to die soon.”

There was no pain, but there was fear. The blood that flowed under the bars soaked the floor and headed toward a sewer-like hole. There seemed to be a container containing blood underneath the drain. Lilia learned the reason for the blood scent that filled this room.

Lilia moved her eyes here and there, engraving the internal structure of the room.

In another cage, there was a corpse in a cage with dried blood caked on it. The body was dry like a mummy.

When Aranea swung her staff, blood spurted out from under the drain. The blood that welled up entered the mummy, and soon the dried, twisted corpse began to rise.

Corpse control. There was no difference in what the teacher, Morbe, and his students did as their specialties.

“Now, when all your blood has drained and you die, I will use your body as a doll and play with it. “It looks so nice… Hehe, it would be fun to play with it like a princess doll.”

“Ugh…!”

“Goodbye, witch. “I will carefully manage your body and all your inheritance.”

Aranea smiled and left.

To take over the greatest legacy that will remain after her death: her servants.

**

To be exact, there was no need to leave. Aranea is a necromancer who controls corpses and puppets. You can send your mind to an object you control and act as if it were you.

Aranea connected her mind to the doll in front of Iva. The table with cute refreshments and tea cups on it was the first thing that caught my eye, and then I made eye contact with the person sitting on the chair opposite.

“Hello?”

“Hello, I’ve been watching you since a while ago.”

“There were circumstances for that.”

Hehe, Aranea smiled innocently and lifted the teacup in front of her.

“How is it? “I prepared the most expensive thing I own.”

“The tea leaves I got from the chairman before were better. “It’s poor compared to what Lilia’s mother prepared.”

“If you are the president, are you the president of the Witches Association? Wow, that’s too much~ Anything would be cheap compared to such high-end products, right? “I may not understand the backstory.”

Around the same time that Lilia was hallucinating, Iva was also hallucinating. His hallucinations were peaceful compared to what Lilia saw. The curse of getting lost is upon him. It blurs the surroundings with hallucinations and makes you lose your way.

However, Aranea did not simply use the magic to make people wander.

While I was walking down the street, Lilia suddenly appeared from my side, and when I came to, I was already here. To twist the magic that originally made you lose your way and use it as magic to lead somewhere…

After all, a witch is a witch? His ability to use magic was extraordinary.

“So, what do you want to do, b*tch?”

“You can see it now. It’s a tea party. “Isn’t it a long time since you enjoyed tea and snacks like this leisurely?”

“It hasn’t been that long. And since you treat me so peacefully, I feel so anxious that I can’t even put it in my mouth properly. “You didn’t put poison in here, right?”

Iva asked, pointing to the teacup and snacks.

“Do you want me to put it in?”

“No. “I like putting it in, but I wish you wouldn’t do that now.”

Haha! “Is this s*xual harassment?”

“Isn’t it true then? The intention was to humiliate you by giving you emotional shock and humiliation, but it doesn’t seem to have worked well. “Fuck you, you idiot.”

“Ahahahaha!”

Aranea burst out laughing at the swear words Iva muttered.

“Yes, that’s right. Dead. But isn’t that the case with everything? Because no one can avoid death.”

The laughter stopped and she opened her closed eyes. Those ominous red eyes looked at Ivar as if licking him. Even though I knew he was a different person, I got goosebumps because he looked so similar to Morbe.

I got chills remembering that when I was alive, they tried to awaken me as a demon king.

“So I want to tell you. “You may be Master’s enemy, but you are also Master’s dream.”

Aranea softened her demeanor again and sipped her tea.

“This world is suffering because of death. So many lives are fading away in vain. How sad is this? “For people who have worked hard, their whole lives become meaningless because of just one night of luck.”

The scent of tea leaves is fragrant.

“Death is the bane of this world.”

The snacks were sweet, and the white cloth covering the table was spotless and clean.

“And with your power, you can rid the world of that death. “It’s about removing pain from the world.”

However, even the beautiful tea party props could not completely hide the faint scent of blood flowing around them.

“Why don’t you summon the devil you used before and give him orders?”

“Ah~ How can you just write something like that? It was the plan of my life. Demons can’t be summoned that easily. So I’m suggesting this. What do you think? “Isn’t it so fantastic?”

“Yes, it’s okay.”

Iva tapped the cup with the cookie and nodded.

“But why did someone who was trying to eliminate death kill so many people?”

In the corner of his eye, he could see the corpses Aranea was handling and several vials containing the blood she had collected to use her magic.

“Hmmmm. That’s a good question. Just as it takes a person suffering from a disease to overcome it, this is also the case. To overcome death, you need dead people. To know! “This is just a process to overcome death.”

“So you killed the children?”

“Uh…Is there a problem?”

Aranea asked back in a voice that seemed like she quietly didn’t know.

“You also kill people out of necessity. Oh, please don’t tell me there is a difference in purpose. They are all the same when they die in the first place, so what does that have to do with the people who died? “For the sake of the legitimacy of your remarks, I recommend that you do not say that all the murders you have committed so far were justified.”

“The tongue is long.”

“Do you want to get involved?”

“I decline.”

Iva chuckled.

“That’s right. I killed quite a few people too. But I don’t justify it like you do. He knows I’m an asshole. “I don’t give a damn about what the fuck it was for and what purpose it had.”

“So you hate me because I’ve been killing people all this time?”

“No, I just think you suck?”

Grumble. Iva stood up with the sound of a chair being pulled.

“His actions, speech, appearance, and even purpose are all shit. Death disappears? Fuck, you’re too much for me. My dream is to die peacefully, surrounded by my grandchildren. “Are you sure you’re going to ignore my dream? Ahhh!!!”

Bang! He slammed the table. The table split in half from that punch. Click! The contents of the teacup overflowed, and all the dishes and sweets that decorated the tea party were smashed.

“I can’t forgive!!!”

Ivar stretched out his fist again with a happy smile, not even thinking about the wood chips sticking between his fingers.

Phut-! The fist that split the air made a cheerful bursting sound. That was all. Due to the rapid regeneration, I tried to extend my arms. But the arms never stretched out long.

“Huh? “What is it?”

“Hehe, you got caught?”

Aranea laughed and made fun of the embarrassed Iva.

“Actually, this tea party was one of the rituals to seal the devil. In my workshop, you cannot handle the power of the devil…”

Her words did not continue.

“Then we can fight about something else instead of that.”

He grabbed a broom lying around and slit Aranea’s throat. Whoosh, a soft, gentle breeze lifted her head and carried it away. The sight of blood splattering looks like flowers blooming.

Aranea, who could not finish speaking, opened her mouth and opened her mouth. Her head spun around and rested on the broom.

“There’s something I haven’t told you until now: I’m actually a prostitute.”

Suddenly, the broom that could not withstand his spear cracked and broke. The head on top of it rolled on the floor. There were all kinds of stains on the white cloth that covered the table.

“He’s a master at sending women away.”

Ivar rolled his head as if he were playing with a soccer ball and looked around.

“The prostitute is on his way to meet his master. Do you, lady over there, know the way?”

No answer came back from my head.

“You don’t know.”

Fucked.

Next time, let’s ask all the questions and ask. With that promise, Ivar walked around the unknown workshop.