I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

221 – Hero (5)

-‘Ah… I think I’m screwed. Should I just quit?’

An hour before he made such a shocking statement that even a compassionate old man who had never uttered a swear word in his life would have asked about his parents’ well-being, Iva was coming down the tower with Stella.

“Why do you make someone sleep at the top of a tower?”

“I couldn’t help it. “You are an important person.”

This is because the room where Iva was sleeping was at the top of the tower. In order to move, you had to descend.

If either of them could handle a broom, it would have been easier to move around, but unfortunately, neither of them could handle the magic.

“Not an important suspect?”

“If I were to be honest, I’m closer to being an important reference person.”

When I looked out the window, the sky was filled with people flying on broomsticks.

Looking at the scenery, Iva knew where she was.

Kyle Devoutier.

Sky Island where the Witches Association is located.

“The perpetrator who created this situation is clear, right?”

However, it was a very different scene from the Kyle Devoutier of the past.

This is because, for a place where most of the resident and floating population were witches and aspiring witches, the population has become quite diverse.

“You are the perpetrator… It seems like you have completely defined Lilia as your enemy. Wasn’t he my favorite?”

“This is not a story in a novel, Iba.”

From ordinary people who seem far from magic to merchants and nobles, beastmen with animal ears, priests and paladins, and demonic spirits.

Above all, the number of men has increased significantly. Relatively speaking, they are still a minority, but the absolute number has increased.

All kinds of occupations, races, genders, and age groups were mixed together, showing a significant increase in political correctness.

It wasn’t difficult to guess the reason.

Refugees.

Kyle Devotier, it was easy to guess that Sky Island, which supports the Witches’ Association, has become the last bastion of humanity.

This is usually what happens when war or disaster strikes.

Even if the place to live disappears, shouldn’t those who can live survive?

Even though life seems to be no better than death, no matter what.

In Iva’s eyes, the sight of proud witches, arrogant nobles, and good-looking priests swarming around like scared bugs was quite pleasant.

After all, everyone was equal in the face of destruction.

“You called this situation a dragon, right? That’s right, if it were a novel, there wouldn’t be anything to say about it. But, Iva, we are real, living, breathing people here.”

“That is correct.”

“You haven’t even become a figure in history books yet. We are not the audience of life, but actors and writers. “We can change the ending with our efforts.”

“That is so true…”

Iva looked outside the window and saw Stella. Even though I got enough sleep, my eyes were still tired.

“The ending is to kill Lilia?”

Stella answered without hesitation.

“If necessary, we should do so.”

Iva took his eyes off Stella again and looked out the window.

“You have become a complete warrior.”

The tone was dry, so it sounded both complimentary and sarcastic.

“…Thank you for the compliment.”

Stella knew that this meant both sides, but she interpreted it as a compliment.

“But unfortunately I can’t be a warrior.”

At the words that followed, Iva turned her eyes again.

“The role of killing the Great Flower Demon King was not given to me.”

Iva was interested in the word used to refer to Lilia.

The devil of flowers.

“Only one letter has changed from the Flower Witch.”

“Everything changed with that one letter.”

“It’s always like that. “Shiba and Iba are also one letter different.”

“There is no difference.”

As we went down the stairs, the road became narrower and the surroundings became darker. The windows that were everywhere had suddenly disappeared.

“But why are you the flower devil? Can you at least scatter flowers with the power of the devil?”

“You guessed it exactly. And even a person’s head can be turned into a flower garden.”

“Put your head into a flower field…? Is it a magic that lowers intelligence?”

When I came down the stairs to the end, I mysteriously found myself standing in front of the main gate of a tower.

“Well… You’ll know when you see.”

It seemed like magic connecting space to space.

“You will also learn what I said earlier about not being a hero.”

It’s not a surprising sight. If it were a witch association, this kind of strange path would have been enough.

The reason Iva was surprised was because of the lily-shaped sculpture decorated above the entrance.

Iva knew this place.

A place where he was sentenced to punishment when it was revealed that he was a devil in the past.

A place where the highest ranking witches gather to sentence criminals to punishment.

Judge of the Lily.

Standing in that authoritative place, Iva was lost in memories. This is where the real journey began.

“But before that, you’ll have to tell me what you know.”

“They say he’s an important witness, but it’s a trial after all.”

“Hearing the circumstances before trial is also important.”

Stella put her hand on the door and pushed it slowly. The heavy iron door opened as lightly as cotton. Open door allowed only to qualified people.

“Are you ready?”

Before I could answer, the door was fully opened.

The six high, authoritative chairs that are visible as soon as you enter the room are still the same.

“What the fuck.”

The problem was the people sitting on those chairs.

There was a person sitting in every seat that should have been there, leaving only the flower witch’s seat empty.

The heads of those who filled the space did not have faces as they should have, and there were a bunch of flowers in bloom.

It looked as if a person’s head had been cut off and then decorated with flowers.

Witch Association President, Moon Witch, Lake Witch, etc. Originally, all the witches who took the lily’s place had turned into flowers and were silent.

“Those are the words of those who were victimized by the Flower Demon King.”

I heard a voice and lowered my head. There was a small round table under the lily seat.

Most of them were spherical.

“It’s been a while. How have you been?”

“…Prophet.”

Prophets, cardinals, Superintendent Ma, Hero candidates, etc. Were seen.

There were other people who were not spherical, but it was easy to infer that high-ranking figures who could quell the situation had gathered here.

In other words, this means that there are only these left to discuss the current situation.

Even if you collect figures from the fields of military, politics, and religion, it’s barely enough to fill this round table.

“I would like to have a private conversation, but I can’t because of the situation.”

The prophet said.

“Can you tell me what happened to you and Lilia?”

***

Iva honestly and without hesitation revealed everything that happened during the meeting with the wise man.

His twisted feelings made him think for a moment about whether to say nonsense, but the expressions Stella and Wiz looked at him were so serious that he couldn’t.

All the poison has disappeared.

Ivar chuckled as he thought about that.

“I see…”

The prophet listened to his story and nodded.

“Then you can become a hero now!”

Then he started talking nonsense.

“What bullshit.”

Ivar had a headache. What on earth has this b*stard been hearing so far?

“Anyway, the Wise Man transferred his power to the Flower Witch and the Flower Demon King was born, so isn’t it time for a hero to be needed as well?”

“So why is that me? Why did you do that in the first place…”

Iva was about to protest further to the Prophet, but he kept his mouth shut. Because I knew the good reason.

Why are prophets called prophets?

“A prophecy has come out.”

Ivar narrowed his eyebrows. A deep sigh escaped.

“The mythical characters I heard the prophecy about all ended up ruining each other, so I’m scared that the same thing will happen to me too. “Can’t I just not listen?”

“Can you understand if I don’t listen?”

“…”

I had forgotten what role he played in the original work.

Mediator.

The person who hid in the shadows and played the role of excluding chaos in the world was the prophet.

He was in charge of dealing with devil worshipers and vampires who could bring about the resurrection of the Demon King or similar threats.

There is a reason why the scope and importance of the work is higher than what is not apparent on the outside.

This is because prophets have some kind of connection with important people from generation to generation. Because of this, activities can be continued in the shade without major restrictions.

However, we cannot stay in the shadows forever.

In the unprecedented situation of the resurrection of the Demon King, the prophet proudly revealed his existence at an official event.

“I saw you hitting the devil’s head.”

“…”

Ivar let out a short sigh and then opened his mouth.

“The dog dream you saw cannot be evidence of a hero. A hero is a title given to future generations after proving one’s abilities and qualities. Just saying that it was a prophecy…”

“Ugh, I thought you’d be so upset. Former Hero candidates? “Can you please throw it to the current hero?”

At those words, Wiz and Stella threw the holy sword and holy spear at Iva.

Iva naturally picked up the two warriors’ weapons.

Then something surprising happened.

The holy sword and holy spear began to glow brightly as soon as Ivar grabbed them.

It was a scene that reminded me of a famous phrase from the Hero legend.

After a long time, when the Demon King descends and darkness descends on the world, the one who once again brings light to this holy sword and holy spear will become a hero.

“Well, this will prove it, right?”

The prophet said calmly.

“When the Demon King descended, those two weapons flew to your side and began to glow. “Isn’t this proof of a hero more certain than prophecy?”

“You can become the highest administrative power just by holding the sword given to you by the strange woman lying in the pond. “Isn’t the fact that a traditionally symbolic weapon illuminates sufficiently to prove that it is a force for the public?”

Stella shamelessly followed the prophet’s words.

“Don’t worry about appointing a hero. “There is no one who would come to a situation like this and say nonsense that someone who is not a Hero candidate cannot be nominated as a hero, and the two Hero candidates also recognize you.”

It is okay to consider legitimacy and morality later. Anyway, the evaluation is up to future generations.

Those who live in the present must do whatever they can to overcome the present.

Everyone looks like they’re going to die, so who can afford to lose face?

If there is even the slightest possibility, it is right to use it.

Since he is the devil king who is at the top of all magical beings, he cannot be defeated by simple force like the original devil.

Ivar found out why he was promoted as a hero over Wiz and Stella, who were originally candidates for Hero.

The position of the hero candidate has a strong symbolic meaning and a strong meaning of being the cathedral’s greatest force rather than a person who will become a true warrior.

They do not have the power to transform the world itself like true warriors do. There is no power against monsters other than the standard, such as the devil.

In the meantime, if there was a boy who had a prophecy that he would kill the Demon King,

What can I do by considering his past or origins?

Iba also knows.

A warrior is needed in this era.

“But why the fuck is that me…”

I know it’s necessary, but it doesn’t have to be me.

Why are you telling me to kill someone I was close with until now?

Wouldn’t it be better for someone with less affection to do it?

Iva hid her face in her hands as if sobbing.

“Uh? But wait, wouldn’t it be better for me to kill him?”

The tears stopped.

“That’s right. That’s right. It’s better for me to kill him than for some b*stard that doesn’t even know what it is. “It’s better to create just one person than to create several people to blame for no reason.”

For a moment, the corners of Ivar’s mouth lowered gloomily again.

“But does it really have to be just me?”

Ivar looked at everyone in the room. Even in this chaos, there are aspects that shine.

Good birth, good ability, or both. These great lilies that never seem to get sick no matter where they go.

Oh. Wasn’t that woman over there a princess? That lady over there was a famous duke. Isn’t my friend over there a Hero candidate who is treated like a saint at the cathedral?

“I think it’s crazy to pass on the salvation of all people to an individual. Is there no answer other than passing the entire burden on to one person? This isn’t it. Honestly, everyone has done enough at this point, right? This is what happened, let’s all just perish together.”

My temperamental temperament was expressed violently today.

The woman’s expression slowly hardened as she saw the madness. It was a woman destined to be a princess. Is this what a hero is? He was saying it with his eyes without saying a word.

“Why does the lady over there look like that? Are you nervous about asking a b*stard like this to be the devil? Then why the fuck are you keeping your eyes open? Oh, sorry. “I took out my anger.”

The Prophet watched his madness with fear and trembling, and Wiz just watched quietly and obediently.

Stella watched him with pity. Ivar turned his head as his eyes seemed to honestly pity him.

“Iva.”

“Ugh, okay. “I’ll stop.”

At that gaze, Iva sighed and calmed down her excitement. Since long ago, it has been difficult to be more upset when she is sad like that.

Before coming here, Iva remembered Stella saying with determination that she would kill Lilia.

It was for Ivar. It was to impress upon him the seriousness of the current situation and prepare him in advance for the possibility that Lilia might die.

There was no way Stella wasn’t sad. Even if we had been friends with our dogs, we would have developed a lot of affection by now…

He knew her because of her affectionate nature, she was sad whenever a colleague died.

Ivar frowned and closed his eyes. I slowly captured my emotions within it.

“The master’s sin is also the servant’s sin for failing to manage it.”

It was a kind of enlightenment.

“The responsibility was mine from the beginning.”

Ivar became funny as he spoke and raised the corners of his mouth. Lilia also said something similar here.

I swore here that if Ivar commits a crime, I will take responsibility and risk my life to kill him.

Lilia, did you feel this way too? Ivar wanted to ask.

“…So, I have to take responsibility.”

Lilia, how did you feel when you made this promise?

Lilia, why on earth did you become the Demon Lord instead of me?

Why?

We were always together, but in the end, I didn’t know their true feelings.

Ivar nodded with a confused expression.

“Okay, I’ll do it. “A warrior.”

I accepted the murder request.

It occurred to me that a warrior is ultimately a mercenary who commits socially acceptable murder.

In the end, nothing has changed from my previous life. Nothing has changed since the beginning.

The role given to me by this world was that of a murderer. A monster that kills people. It’s the same. It’s all the same, just different on the outside. Nothing has changed.

The opposite of the main character.

A villain in a lily novel.

“Fuck you for doing it…”

Where, as a devil, I was commanded to live with a witch and begin my journey,

As a human being, I was ordered to kill the demon king and end the journey.

Life often progresses in ways that seem unknown. That was the case now.