I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

90 – Disaster (18)

“But when I think about it again, it’s strange. The name is the star itself, but to reach the star, wasn’t it just a matter of touching one’s own body from the beginning? Ah, people also search for people, so there is no reason not to search for other stars just because they are stars!

Retracting the spear, Iva nodded several times.

Stella’s lips trembled as she glanced at them. The pool of blood beneath her was gorgeous, but not deep.

A laceration of this magnitude should heal quickly with a few healing magics.

“You’re not trying to curse with just this much of a wound, right? Hey, I’ve been hit by you a few times.”

Eva laughed mischievously and placed her spear on her shoulder.

I tried to recall her first meeting with her.

She had a hand-to-hand fight over a minor difference of opinion, and the memories she finally reached out first.

After her death, she didn’t have to use her body to fight, so there was no day to match her fists and blades with her. Instead, being taught her magic and the basics of her spearmanship by her, she was beaten a lot.

However, based on her teachings, she succeeded in creating the curse of non-regeneration and the Rose Spear.

Besides, now that she has laid her down like this, her final winner can be said to be Iba.

Eva nodded her head once more.

“Oh, wake me up?”

Looking at her Stella with her hand raised, Eva wrapped her arms around her neck and hugged her around the waist, raising her halfway up.

There was a goo of blood on her shirt. A clean white shirt he’d just worn would have bothered him a bit, but his shirt was already stained with dirt and blood from his own body.

That’s why he didn’t care at all if someone else’s marks were left on his shirt, which didn’t look dirty.

Originally, her Iba was the one who supported her and smeared her blood, but this time, unfortunately, due to her accidental accident in which he attacked her, it became her opposite.

“For excessive bleeding, use magic to stop the bleeding. Do you know how to do that? I have no ties to healing magic, so I couldn’t use it.”

She was out of breath. Is she in severe pain? When Eva thought that, she suddenly felt guilty.

“Yeah… That’s how it should be.”

Stella muttered as she hugged Iva tighter.

Then, gradually, a faint golden light broke through her body, and the red fountain that soaked her clothes gradually dried up.

With that, the blood dried up, and the slightest trace of guilt in Iva dried up.

Looking back, she had no reason to feel sorry for her.

Even though they boasted that her death was their enemy, what reason would they have to feel sorry for their friend who died first? Her sense of betrayal, when all her other comrades died and the last remaining comrade abandoned herself, was indescribable.

She even made her feel helpless that she couldn’t protect herself, so she could be said to be more vicious.

There is no reason to feel sorry for someone like that.

Stella buried her face in the nape of his neck without saying anything, whether or not she knew Eva’s feelings.

“The smell is different from when I was there…”

“Perhaps it was sprayed with perfume.”

Her hand touched her arm.

“The skeleton is also different.”

“My body has changed, but of course it’s different.”

Her hand rose gradually and she touched the hair on the back of his back.

“The face, the color of the hair, everything is different, by the way.”

Stella moved her face away from the nape of her neck and met her eyes with his.

“I can feel you very well.”

Her hand, which had been tickling her hair, moved to his cheek, leaving a thick trail of her own blood as if putting paint to enjoy a festival.

“You did too?”

“It was.”

“Yeah… I see… But, why didn’t I notice first. Everything you said was to find me. Why…”

Stella laughed weakly. It was a self-deprecating smile.

Now non-empty spaces. The void filled by that reminded me of everything I had forgotten. By raising things that should not have been forgotten, he filled the sea of emptiness with land.

As all the memories surfaced, even the red vision right before death came to mind. I remembered the reason I came to this world.

“…Did you, too, die?”

“That’s it.”

Eba replied indifferently.

“After I die?”

“I’m not a widow who lost her husband… I lived according to my flesh.”

“How much? Happily?”

“Not a lot, but a year. I wasn’t happy.”

Stella chuckled.

“You came too early. If you’re going to die, you should’ve died a natural death. About 80 years later. Enjoy everything you enjoy, enjoy everything you enjoy.”

“I thought it was too late… But it’s strange that I’m forced to live when the existence that I enjoy is gone.”

Eva looked back at her own death. Is it because she met someone from the past? She continues to rummage through the past.

Anyway, as a result of looking back, I was able to conclude that her own death was no different from suicide.

I jumped alone into the largest mercenary group at the time, but no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t think of it as courage.

Although it could be the words of an arrogant person who lost his eyes in revenge.

It could have just been the result of wandering around looking for someone to burn with.

I thought it must have been a splendid funeral because only the deaths that night were counted in three digits.

“I’m really strange. I certainly wanted you to be happy after I died…”

Stella opened his mouth, stroking his face as if it were endearing, like someone carefully stroking it, not knowing how to treat something precious.

“I’m glad you weren’t happy without me.”

“Your personality is twisted.”

“I am like that.”

Stella groped his body over and over with a heavy heart. He was unfamiliar but vivid, and I could feel the overflowing life. The man he thought he would never see again as he died is now in front of his eyes.

“Originally contradictory is human.”

The laughter that sprung out endlessly didn’t stop.

The countless bloodstains that flowed on his body proved his pain, and the life he had lived so far proved a little futility, but all of those things in the past were destroyed by the happiness of the present.

Stella hugged him once more.

“Are you waking up now?”

“Sorry~ I’m anemic.”

Iva patted her on the back and encouraged her to stand up.

“Eolssigu, in the old days, they flew around well even though they were bleeding.”

“I’ve changed my body too.”

Iva burst into laughter.

Oddly enough, I didn’t really feel that we had met again.

Treat her just the way you treated her before. Familiarity preceded the intense emotion felt at the reunion.

Maybe it’s because I’m still dumbfounded. When too strong emotions come, people tend to become rather cold.

Like the eye of a typhoon, it becomes calm.

In that stillness, Iva gathered her mind so that she would not be caught in the great whirlpool that was about to come upon her.

The corners of her mouth that were raised without a thread and the two eyes that were cold even without blood were the traces of the whirlpool.

He also actively accepted Stella’s excuses, and tightened his arms around his back even more. The touch and body temperature of a friend he hadn’t felt in a long time were unfamiliar, but the touch was familiar.

We just hugged each other without saying anything. Even so, my heart felt full as if I had talked for several days.

Since neither spears nor fists were raised anymore, it was quiet. What filled my ears was the sound of each other’s breathing and the rustling of clothes.

It gradually expanded to the outside and filled the ears with richer sounds.

The sound of the wind brushing the grass, the majestic shaking of the leaves, and the sound of insects flying among the flowers.

The sound of someone’s footsteps and a high, crackling sound cutting through the air.

“Stella, damage.”

Hearing the girl’s voice, Eva pushed Stella away.

The sound died.

It was only for a moment that the wind shot like a blade cut through my arm. It took away the body silently.

To-do-duk.

The sound of blood dripping heavily on the ground filled the world noisily, as if announcing an alarm to the earlier silence.

And that dull, thick sound of blood followed.

Wang-Wang-Wang-Wang-Wang.

The sound of flies attracting corpses lingered noisily even though no one was dead.

“… Huh?”

Stella felt the blood on her face. It was warm and sticky. It was dense and fragrant like the juice of fresh fruit. It’s human blood The thing that I once smelled like death, the thing that I had smelled before, wet my face.

“Iva…!”

“It’s okay.”

Eva naturally regenerated her arm and smiled as if to inform her that there was no problem.

Catching the spear lying on the ground, Stella stood up. Eva also stood up, keeping a little distance from Stella.

Stella took a half step ahead of him and took up her stance. As she turned her gaze to the place where the black wind had blown, a person approached her without hiding her steps.

“Stella… Away…!”

It was Wiz.

The same hero candidate as Stella. The devil’s nemesis.

“Wiz, what are you doing!”

Stella yelled at her, shielding her Eva with her spear. There was intense anger.

Seeing that, Wiz sighed heavily. She shook her head, slowly raising her hand holding her sword.

“…You too have been possessed by demons.”

Wang-Wang-Wang.

The sound of the fly resounded terribly. I could hear it, but I couldn’t see it. Stella frowned at this noise, offended.

“I’m normal, Wiz. Calm down and listen to me… Wait, ‘you guys’ too?”

Stella tried to persuade Wiz and stretched out his words, but noticed something strange.

In that word, the devil must have meant Eva, and the possessed person must have meant himself.

However, the last pronoun nullified such rational reasoning.

Wang-Wang-Wang.

The sound of a fly echoed terrifyingly. There were no rotten fruits, no trees, no bodies, but there were flies. The flies that flocked to the corpse arose. A fly with no appearance, only sound, rose.

“Who else?”

“Who is who?”

Wiz flicked her sword and pointed at Stella.

“You first.”

Then Ivar, who was still clutching her arm behind her.

“He next.”

Shoot!

The sound of a strong wind rose. But I couldn’t erase the sound of the fly.

And the shadow of her that swiftly passed by her own, the flower witch that rode on her broomstick.

“And that witch…”

“Eva!”

Lilia stopped right next to Eva and gave him a hug.

Wriggling, Stella frowned at her.

“Are you okay? Is everything okay?”

“You seem to be in trouble. What’s up?”

“That’s…”

But now, in an emergency situation where she couldn’t figure out what had happened, Stella did her best to take her eyes off Iva, who was hugged by Lilia, and looked at Wiz again.

When Wiz met Stella’s eyes, she pointed her holy sword at herself for the last time.

“And me.”

Then he made a big circle with that holy sword. As if putting everything in this place.

“I mean all of us.”

Wang-Wang-Wang.

I heard the sound of a fly.

The invisible fly.

A fly with only sound.

“I’ll say it again… Stella… Stay away…”

“Iva, I have to get out of this forest now!”

Lilia laid Iva on the broomstick with her support.

Eva was still holding onto his arm.

“I must have played it…”

I tried playing, but the pain didn’t go away. A hot pang was still running down his arm. And it was getting progressively worse. It spreads like poison. No matter how much he removed the stigma of regeneration, the pain did not go away. As his arms swelled up unsightly, Iva turned the brand again.

This pain is not a physical problem. She gritted her teeth and grabbed her arm. Her fingers dug into the flesh and burst the veins. Even that pain couldn’t erase the pain of this laceration.

A disgusting sound that can be heard softly even in the midst of that pain. The wings flap and vibrate the air and make that unpleasant sound, but the wings are invisible.

Wang-Wang-Wang-Wang-Wang.

Stella realized that the current situation was not a time to dwell on the joy of a reunion, and she immediately turned from Wiz to look at Eva.

“Iva?”

He couldn’t afford to raise his head even when Stella called. Her fingers were still squeezing hard, as if digging into the flesh of her arms, and sweat dripped from her forehead.

“Oh, uh… Wait, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. Uh, wait… Uh…”

“…Iva?”

Seeing that Eva’s condition was not serious, her face quickly turned pale. Although she tried to reach him with quick steps.

“Wait. Don’t come any closer.”

Lillia held her staff up, blocking her approach.

“I’m not sure if the warrior candidate has a great sense of justice and worries are rising, or if he is deceiving us and trying to end our student’s life.”

“What?”

Stella said, barely holding on to her reason, quelling the furious rage that her eyes were about to roll over.

“Whoa… Hey Flower Witch. I would never hurt her. Okay? I’d rather slit my stomach than cut her throat.”

Even though she said that, Lilia didn’t retract her wand.

“That’s not the problem…”

She made a circle with her wand, clicking her tongue pathetically.

“I can’t identify anyone but Iba right now. How do I know if you’re someone else who faked your appearance as a champion candidate?”

“What is that…!”

She took a step forward, angry, but couldn’t go further as the strong light shone on her staff.

“…What happened.”

“Get used to it.”

Lillia tapped her ear.

“Can’t you hear me anymore? The sound of a fly.”

“No, still… Huh?”

Wang-Wang-Wang-Wang-Wang.

The sound of Paris.

The sound of flies that rose like a mighty tidal wave.

The sound of a fly that was made without a sounder.

The sound of flies gathered without a corpse.

It gradually decreased.

It’s like lying dormant until a corpse is created.

The sound died to fill the hungry stomach.

And gradually.

A piece of black rose without a sound.

Instead of sucking corpses, a pile of worms arose that made corpses and sucked them.

This thing wants death more than anyone else. He wants the destruction of life more than anyone else. You can use death better than anyone else. I fill my stomach with death more than anyone else.

It is gluttony.

It is the most primitive and violent embodiment of a meal that fills one’s stomach by taking the lives of others.

A worm that has grown so big that its stomach is about to burst lays an egg, and another worm pops out of the egg.

They have no sound. They have no appearance. There are no these. But it grows endlessly.

“…What?”

The blackness gradually increased. The blackness that can be seen with the eyes, but cannot be believed by seeing, increases. The worm pile grows terribly. It’s like the plague is multiplying like a corpse in Don Village. Even if it is caught in sight, it is invisible, and the sound is loud, but when you realize it again, there is no sound even from the flapping of wings.

Eva chewed her tongue through the pain, then spat the piece of meat out of her mouth and murmured softly.

“f*ck.”

The arm holding him looks like a pile of insects, not a pile of flesh. The flies swarm and seem to wrap around my arm in a swarm like the shape of a human arm.

Every life looks like a fly. It’s like a worm. I don’t know what is what.

The grass you are stepping on is also an insect, the trees surrounding this place are also insects, the clouds in the sky are also insects, the sound of the wind is also an insect, and soon the sky and the earth become a group, and even the air becomes an insect.

It doesn’t make any sound from its buzzing wings, but it’s definitely here, but it’s not there. There is not everything You don’t know what is true, so anything is no different from a lie.

666 Trillion existence is becoming non-existence.

When all life is eaten and a fly flies in front of your eyes.

Eva and Stella now know what has happened.

『Devil Manifestation』

I was bewitched.