I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

213 – Engagement (15)

“Really, what should I do…”

I wandered around the workshop for several minutes looking for Lilia, but without success.

It was presumed that the workshop was a remodeled cave. It may have been a fairly large cave from the beginning, but even though it was spacious inside, there were no signs of expansion, such as through blasting work.

The workshop was structured like an ant cave, with numerous rooms connected through narrow streets. It was obvious that once I got lost, I was wasting time.

However, you cannot tear down the wall because if you are not careful, the entire inside of the workshop may collapse.

If it were me, it would be difficult to expect the child or Lilia trapped here to be okay.

“You crazy b*tch… You create a workshop like this just because you can’t keep up with the magazine…?”

It was a monstrous workshop similar to that of Arane, a puppeteer and necromancer who was able to transfer his mind to puppets and had several bodies as spares.

The workshop, which should be stronger than anything else, is more prone to collapse than anything else.

“As expected, we must keep our distance from those who abandoned their bodies…”

The body affects the mind. The moment you take on a body that is outside of humanity, even your morality and ethical concepts become outside of humans. I think she’s probably been like that since she was a human.

“Bitter, but then the same goes for me too.”

This makes even more sense. I’m not the type of person who would be nice to have around.

“Master, where have you gone? This servant is cold…”

Once you get a servant, you have to take responsibility and raise him/her until the end. If you throw it away because you get tired of it, you will use it. So, you don’t know how serious the problem of abandoned dogs and cats is.

Even, unlike abandoned dogs or abandoned cats, abandoned slaves may hold a grudge and come to stab their heads.

The slave must take action for this irresponsible master.

“But where is the road?”

The problem is that I don’t know the way. I wanted to track Lilia’s scent by using the regeneration rush to increase the number of olfactory cells, but the scent of blood was too strong and even the regeneration was blocked by Aranea, so it was not an easy task.

What was in the teacup was a special magic drug that suppressed the power of the devil in this workshop.

“They said it wasn’t poisoned, but it’s true.”

Usually, it is treated as a sacred power to remove the power of the devil, so it is not a poison. He’s a good kid and exorcises demons.

“I don’t know how to use tracking magic…”

It was difficult. Without demonic power, tracking is difficult. Originally, when I was working as a mercenary, Stella was the one in charge, not me. My role was to go to the requested location and destroy everything.

“Write… What should I do with this?”

If it were Stella, she would have quickly located Lilia and rescued her using tracking magic. On the other hand, even if Lilia and my situation had been reversed, she would have easily found my location and come to me.

Once again, my jealousy toward those who are better than me boils over. It was always like that. I hated the smart guys because I envied them. If I had that kind of ability, I could have done better. There would have been less regrets than there are now.

But I made Spica, who was much better than me, my first friend, and we have been friends ever since.

It’s funny, the proud guys who were the ones I hated the most are giving me the love that I can live with until now.

It is truly contradictory.

That’s how life really is. It’s contradictory. What you decide doesn’t come true, and your wish comes true due to something unexpected.

How could I imagine in my life that I would become the slave of the lesbian protagonist in a Lily novel? Honestly, this is more surprising than becoming a devil.

Since the owner hasn’t come to me yet, I’m certain he’s being held captive by Aranea.

“Then I have to save it…”

After playing the role of a princess who was always being kidnapped, it was a new feeling to now play the role of a prince who rescues the captured princess. Was it such a daunting feeling? Ah, I guess they weren’t like this.

I thought carefully about how to find Lilia. It was a very serious concern. Because if she dies, I die too.

“Oh, there was a way.”

Then he came up with a genius idea and quickly put it into action. Maybe it’s because I don’t study, but I’m secretly smart. Cancer, whatever. That’s how it should be.

I walked down the street again. There was no hesitation now. My steps became faster.

“Wait, master! “I’m coming!”

While running through the workshop, I found a room with a particularly strong scent of blood.

“…What is this place?”

The room had several cages close together, like a place to confine wild animals or a breeding ground. It was a room that was difficult for animals to live in, and its internal structure was even more unsuitable for raising people.

The problem is that there are only children there, especially girls.

“Save me, save me…”

One girl couldn’t finish her sentence and fell while reaching out inside the cage. The girl was dying, with all kinds of blood pouring out of her eyes, nose, and ears.

There was a magic circle in the room, and in the center of the magic circle was a hole that looked like a sewer. The blood the girl shed flowed down the slightly sloping floor and collected in the hole.

There were corpses in the cage, like a girl who had just died. They were all corpses like dried, twisted mummies.

“…Aha.”

I knew it at a glance. Where does the enormous amount of blood that Aranea uses when using magic come from?

He was moving from village to village, gathering girls and exploiting them as machines to draw their own blood. There was a significant odor in the room. There were also dishes for food and water, and an IV pack for the arm.

Rather than a single exploitation, the structure is to draw blood to the limit, produce blood, and then repeat the process of drawing blood again to the limit.

“Uh, uh…”

A dry sound came from the girl who had just collapsed. I thought he was dead, but it seems he was still alive. My voice was cracked due to lack of moisture.

“Ugh… “

“First of all, drink this.”

I quickly cut off my left wrist and let the blood flow out to wet the girl’s lips. The girl did not stop talking even while drinking blood.

“I… I want to see my younger brother… Isn’t he here… ?”

“You mean younger brother? “Who?”

“Jeez, she’s 10 years old by now… Ugh… She’s a little girl, about 10 years old… With black hair… And an apple hair tie… “

When I listened to the impressions, there was one child who stood out in my memory. The child who told us in the village that a witch had appeared and tormented people.

“By any chance, do your parents run an apple farm and do you help with that?”

“Yes, yes, yes… Uh, how…”

“Actually, I came here at your brother’s request. Don’t worry. “My younger brother was not caught.”

“Yes, I see…”

The girl stopped making even the slightest effort to lick the blood and closed her eyes.

“Thank goodness…”

With those last words, the girl took her last breath. The girl no longer had to bleed or drink. I fell into rest and left the pain.

While I was still looking at the girl’s corpse, I soon moved my feet and damaged the magic circle. Don’t let this magic be used again.

Some people see death as pain, but in my eyes, it is not.

Death is the pain of those who remain, not those who leave. There are no words for those who have left. There are no emotions, and of course there are no senses.

Loss due to death only brings pain to those who remain, and nothing to the person himself. It is the path to eternal rest.

For some reason, I felt both envious and pitiful of the girl.

This too is contradictory. Life is truly contradictory.

I worked so hard to avoid death, but after death, there is only peace. How cold and quiet is the body of a dead person?

A facility that creates dead silence. A facility created so that only coldness and the scent of blood remain. And the purpose of this facility is to eliminate that silence from the world.

“This is a place like this.”

The more knowledge you have about the workshop, the more intense discomfort arises rather than the pleasure of having opened your eyes to the world. Sometimes there are things that make you happy not knowing.

But now that I know this, there is nothing I can do.

“Aranea.”

“Why did you call me?”

Before we knew it, Aranea, who had replaced her body with a new doll, was waving her hands affectionately.

“This place should become a place that doesn’t exist from today.”

Drops of my blood flew towards her, and lightning struck where the drops of blood landed. I slowly raised my magic power. Because of that magical power, things around were shaking and shaking.

“I also test your purpose. Even more so in behavior.”

“Wow~ Then what about your tone of voice and face?”

“That’s just bullshit.”

By licking my lips, I converted the magical energy I had gathered into magic. My blood drop soon turned into lightning and a blade, cutting the wall into pieces. The workshop was greatly shaken by the sudden shock.

“Death exists in this world.”

Suddenly, Lilia came to mind. I thought of my master, who would be similar to those girls by now, and what she said.

-‘Don’t die in front of my eyes.’

This arrogant, handsome, and beautiful master seemed to want to shackle not only my freedom, but even death.

She is planning to take my final rest from me. This is truly a vicious group of vested interests. An arrogant young woman who wants to bend everything to her will.

But, unfortunately, I am not a person swayed by that kind of power.

No matter what the owner says, I will be the first to respect my opinion and carry out my will.

And, you have to convey that to her.

“That’s how a b*tch like you dies.”

I said, wrapping my blood around my fist.

“Move aside, from now on I have proudly inform the intelligentsia of my uneducated philosophy.”

“Uh… What do you mean?”

“I want to get rid of intellectuals, so get out of there.”

The Aranea seen before my eyes was very disturbing.

**

Lilia slowly lost consciousness. As blood drains from the body, it is difficult to even shake the body, let alone have an accident.

‘Damn… ‘

Is it okay to die like this in a place like this?

Unable to achieve the goal of the trip, unable to find a servant, in vain without any authority or glory?

‘No…’

Apart from the feeling of not wanting to die, a sense of duty arose. If you die, Eva dies too. There is such a contract.

Must live. Not just for yourself, but for him too.

Lilia forcibly woke up our dying bodies and shook us. I rolled my body around and hit the bars again and again. I got bruises here and there on my body from the unfamiliar movements, but it didn’t matter.

‘No way!’

I want to live. I want to meet him alive. I want to hug and feel the joy of survival. I want to make fun of him by telling him about all the difficult things I have been through. I want to love. I want to be loved.

Is there value in a love that doesn’t return? Because it was a life where she was always loved, Lilia could not easily answer.

Have you ever wanted to be loved by someone this much?

‘Ah, even when I think about it, it’s pathetic.’

Who would like such a pathetic owner?

Thud-! At that moment, her cage shook violently. It’s not because of her body slam. There was a shock from outside. Something hit.

‘…Broom?’

The collider was a broom. Not an ordinary cleaning broom, but a witch’s flying broom. I see a familiar bag and familiar purple ribbons and decorations. That is the symbol of the Flower Witch. It was Lilia’s broom.

‘Why is that here…?’

Before I even felt that question, the broom turned and disappeared out of the room.

“Town! Eup-eup!”

No, where the fuck are you going? We must save our master! I shouted like that, but the broom didn’t come back.

Lilia was exhausted and lay down. Now the power to roll is gone. As she slowly fell into despair and fear, a pair of shoes appeared in her field of vision.

Not even Aranea’s. Masculine shoe-shoes.

“You shouldn’t die in a place like this.”

For a moment, Lilia mistakenly thought that Eva had arrived. The way he spoke and the way he acted were surprisingly similar to him.

The only difference is that, unlike Iva, her voice is beautiful and soft. It was the voice of a pretty woman.

“If you die, Eva dies too. Isn’t that right?”

Stella’s cheeks smiled slightly and damaged the magic circle. The magic was lifted, and the blood flowing from Lilia stopped.

After stopping the spell, Stella made eye contact with Lilia with a lively smile.

“Would you be disappointed that it wasn’t Eva? “Master?”

“Eup-eup-eup!”

Who is your master?! You fire fox b*tch! Lilia screamed loudly through her gagged mouth.