I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

95 – Tribute (4)

The Prophet broke away from the prejudice of being a woman and opened up a new possibility, but in the end, he couldn’t overcome the prejudice.

It is the result of overturning the prejudice of being a man in order to escape prejudice. From now on, I need to increase my inclusiveness a little more so that I don’t have to go through this.

“Then you should have said that.”

“I did it because it wasn’t exactly wrong.”

“What did you change your gender?”

“No.”

She swept her palm over my face once. Then, where her palm passed, her skeleton changed. Her sharp chin is slightly angular, and her lips and eyes have also undergone a slight change.

It was the face of an elf that deserves to be called handsome.

“I usually dress up as a man. It’s normal to be recognized as a man.”

“How dare you wear a hood that impedes recognition…?”

“There is a possibility that the hood will come off. The Prophet is something everyone wants because he can read the future. His identity must be thoroughly concealed. Even if he abandons his life someday, he can return properly.”

I fumbled around the campfire with kindling, and saw her face. The face that had been hidden by the shadows under the hood, now bathed in the light of a bonfire, was as beautiful as a midsummer forest.

“But can you show it to me?”

“Yes.”

The Prophet answered immediately.

“This is an instruction from the master. I told you not to hide your identity from someone who is certain that you are a man.”

“Why?”

“First of all… A person who thinks that a person who uses advanced magic such as prophecy magic is a man is proof that he has common sense that is far from this world, and at the same time, he can go out of his way to the point of making a hasty conclusion about an unknown person. Because it means.”

“What is it all of a sudden, swearing?”

“No, it’s just a list of facts.”

I nodded.

“Uh… So why did Master ask a bastard who just went out without knowing such common sense to reveal his identity?”

“Probably because he came from another world.”

My words choked.

“Teacher said. The person who thinks you are a man is from another world. He has no common sense and is from another world that is just getting out of hand. What a perfect condition.”

“What conditions.”

The Prophet stared blankly at the bonfire and muttered.

“Isn’t it a perfect fit to bring about a change in this world?”

Doesn’t that mean you’ll eventually become the Demon King? I let out a deep sigh. No matter how much I mix han in my breath, the stuffiness seldom goes away.

Thousands of grievances pile up again and again, but there is no way to solve them.

It’s not the one I accumulated through my work. It’s not the karma I did, it’s the same karma as the original sin that I unreasonably shouldered. How can I solve it?

I want to live like a human, but I’m only gradually moving away from humans.

Is there someone who keeps trying to lead me astray, or is this just my fate. Whatever it is, this walking tumor-like body will continue to torment the world and me.

This is an incurable disease.

I was already suffering from madness, but the symptoms got even more serious with the addition of a certain mosquito that stuck to my brain.

“In the end, there was nothing wrong with Master’s words. Among the countless demons, I think it’s just right that the devil of the reverse sky is from the other world.”

The Prophet didn’t even nod his head and muttered incoherently. An elf has a strong sense of inhumanity, with its out-of-the-ordinary appearance and emotionless tone of voice added to it.

“So, what should I do? Are you going to kill me?”

“No, that’s what you’re trying to do. I’m not a slaughter-mad maniac.”

That’s true. Resisting the feeling of punching me in the face, I nodded.

“By the way, we’re going to expose each other’s identities. What if I threaten to slap you in the face?”

“Hmm…”

The Prophet looked at the bonfire for a while.

“…”

And after looking at it for a while, he turned his eyes to me.

My patience to endure sleep for over a week is so deep and wide that it cannot be compared to the depths of the sea. This is an easy wait.

“Of course, if you threaten to reveal my face, I’m in trouble.”

“I see. It’s worth a good use.”

“Are you sure you want to use me? It’s effective. And you’re confident.”

“I am always confident.”

The Prophet suddenly opened his mouth and then shut it. There was no sound, but my eyes were blurry, and there were small teardrops at the corners of my eyes, and I was able to realize that the mysterious act was a yawn.

Looking at this, I firmly felt that the myth that the more power you have, the closer you get to abnormality, is true.

Of the strong and powerful people I have met so far, there are very few people who can be called normal. There is a flaw somewhere.

She opened her drowsy mouth again and stared blankly into space at her. After a while, she turned her gaze back to me.

“In the first place, you can’t be sure that you will become the Demon King. It could be the other way around.”

In the meantime, I was bored and the hand that had been stirring the kindling stopped naturally. It was such a mysterious sound, and it was an unexpected word.

“Oh right, take this.”

The Prophet rummaged through the sleeves of her hood and held out a piece of her stationery. It was a language wrapped in a faded paper envelope with a simple red seal.

“Master, in addition to asking the person who said that I am a man to reveal his identity, I entrusted him with a prophecy.

I was still dumbfounded, so I accepted it without being able to properly throw out a word.

“But if you are in danger of dying, open it. It is said to contain important advice. It is a gift from your master, so please keep it carefully.”

Having said that, the Prophet rubbed her sleepy eyes. Having received her letter in a daze, I spat out in bewilderment.

“It’s not some kind of Zhuge Liang, but he has a genius disease.”

“Since it’s a prophecy, I think the expression of a genius disease is a little different… Haam.”

Well, it was a bit inappropriate to call it a genius disease because it was actually observed rather than predicted at a turning point in the future. However, I didn’t tell them from the beginning, and I thought they were doing this to look like they were there, so I didn’t pick it out a little.

“Then I’m going to sleep. Devil of the Reverse Heaven, don’t go to sleep. It’s just annoying.”

Hook.

As she blew on her, the size of her campfire shrank in an instant. And she lay back on her back.

“Good night. No, good night.”

Remembering the fact that I couldn’t sleep, I corrected my good night. To be honest, it was a consideration I didn’t appreciate at all. It was a consideration that made me aware of my miserable situation. Don’t you know that not all good intentions are good deeds? It may not have been intentional, but it only sounded like an insult to me.

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As soon as she lay down, to her abomination, she fell asleep in a flirtatious manner. I was envious of her appearance, and her drowsiness was pouring out, so I naturally got jealous, and I thought about stabbing her face with her kindling stick.

“It is the same in all ages and places that the Prophet spits out meaningful words.”

Aren’t there some cooperative prophets? Please, I would like you to convey your opinion with a clear story so that it can be understood. If that’s the case, I can’t even believe it. Even if you want to believe it, you can’t interpret the words, so won.

Wandering thoughts derived from her abstract words increase like ashes. Again, jealousy toward the Prophet grew.

Isn’t it, if you have at least this amount of idle thoughts, you won’t have to worry.

My speculation has decreased.

A mysterious thing often happens among humans, where consideration becomes an evil act and an unwilling act becomes a good deed.

‘What do you think?’

What did her teacher see from the person from another world?

What did he expect from me?

What he expected was simple prevention of destruction or hope.

I have no way of knowing. No matter what it was, only the impression that I did not want to move as he expected without a single face came to mind.

‘Can’t you sleep? Shall I sing you a lullaby? Or would you like to drink my milk? Ah, my body is already gone hahahaha! I forgot!’

By the way, there was something else that bothered me the most.

It could be the opposite of the demon king. What does this mean?

Are you saying that I can become a person as I wish, or is it quite literally the opposite…

You mean a warrior?

No, there are definitely heroes who become villains or villains who become heroes in several of our creations.

But can this case fall into that category? The Demon King and the Hero here are literally ‘existences’, not jobs created by individual actions?

In the end, it is others who give titles such as heroes and villains.

In the future, it will be put on people’s cubes, and only after it is pounded and torn a few times can it become a rice cake called a hero or a villain.

The element of evaluation is included.

But this is different.

Where is there anything to evaluate in existence? Already exist there.

It is an individual’s freedom to assign value, but it is undeniable that it already exists.

Even though father and son can deny their father in life because of the deep emotional rift between them, it is the same as the fact that that person is their biological father.

What did she mean by the opposite? What is the opposite of the Demon King? Is he a man or is he a hero? Or is it something new that is neither of those things?

‘But if you want, I can make my body. Of course, if you don’t like it, you can reject it!’

I can’t stand it because I’m worried. If I ignore this, I will fall asleep again, but if I hug her, it feels like the resentment in my heart will deepen.

‘I’m confident to accept all of you. I can affirm everything you do!’

I threw the tinder into the fire and stood up.

‘So, tell me in blood. You will create a fountain of blood that never runs dry, that you will create a world in which everyone’s life is constantly circulating. He will become my demon king.’

“Hi and f*ck.”

I cursed out of frustration.

In the present, someone whispers a dream that is not the same, in the past, a prophet whispers idle thoughts, and in the future, the darkness derived from fate. A blind man with open eyes, a deaf man with open ears, and a madman with smooth communication.

I can’t help but swear when I think of my tail.

I went into the tent and pulled up the hood of the prophet who was soundly asleep.

Immediately, my eyes opened in a flash, like the eyes of a corpse.

“Hey, wake up.”

“Ah… It’s you. I thought someone reaped it out of curiosity. Almost wiped out one poor life from the world.”

“It’s scary. Just glue the hood and hair together?”

“I can’t do that. It’s inconvenient to wash.”

The Prophet slumped and raised his upper body.

“What is it? Can I go to the bathroom with you?”

“Oh, that’s not true. It’s similar in terms of solving the awkwardness.”

Her eyebrows twitched a little, then she nodded.

“Really. Did you wake up a good sleeper just because you were curious?”

“Yes.”

“As expected, you are a madman.”

“I’m still half mad.”

The Prophet glanced at the sky once more and answered with a slight frown on his eyebrows.

“Then tell me quickly. I haven’t been able to sleep lately and I’m asking for a lot of sleep.”

“It’s not a big deal, I was wondering what you mean about being the opposite of the demon lord you mentioned earlier.”

As I said that, the Prophet stared at me. Her immaculate hand touched my chest.

“Of course I’m talking about warriors. It’s simple, isn’t it?”

Then he pushed it lightly. Clearly, the power given to him must have been weak.

I was pushed out of the tent like a person tossed about by a huge tidal wave. After rolling the ground a few times, I raised my head to see that the tent had a cloth wall built to prevent others from entering.

I was just staring at it in bewilderment.

The night was passing.