I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

206 – Engagement (8)

“Wow, it’s been a while.”

Iva smiled and looked around.

A colorless, odorless, barren space. There is nothing, but the expanse is infinite, and beyond the horizon there is only endless nothingness.

A space that symbolizes dreams. At the same time, it also symbolized the pain of life. This space, which is visible every time he falls asleep, means that Iva’s sleep is not entirely his.

Sleep where someone’s intervention is essential and someone inevitably has to intervene. A phenomenon that causes sleep, which should be the most defenseless and comfortable, to be reduced to just an uncomfortable physiological phenomenon.

Ivar clicked his tongue.

But I never thought I would lose my mind while doing it. It seems that the condition of my body was worse than I imagined. I did crazy things that increased my fatigue without even noticing my own fatigue.

Just like the story of Eric Siton, who ate his own body due to hunger, his body was eaten away by the growing longing.

“Ah. But who is controlling me now?”

Fortunately, there were two people nearby to help circulate the magic, but they must have been quite tired as well. If we fell asleep together…

“I have to wake up right now.”

Ivar, who had enjoyed the game roughly earlier but had not completely lost his sense of consideration, slapped himself hard on the cheek and took a powerful step toward waking up.

[Stop it.]

“Who is saying that to whom?”

He resisted the voice he heard with strong sarcasm.

“Sage. “Isn’t that what you want to say?”

Wise man.

The being that created most of Iva’s current thoughts. If only she had been able to properly deal with the Demon King a long time ago, most of the worries that Iva had, has, and will have would have disappeared.

Even if we had just prevented the Demon King from coming to Earth, if we had sorted out most of the issues related to the Demon King that day, we wouldn’t be in this situation now.

“A b*tch who has done worse than slap you.”

Blaming something in the past doesn’t mean it never happened, but at least I was able to feel a little better right away.

Plural. Some may call it vain, but a moderate amount of revenge is excellent for relieving stress, restoring self-esteem, and improving health.

While he pledged that one day he would provide the wise man with something similar to what he had suffered, the pragmatic thought of using what he could now dominate Iba.

She is the one who created most of Iva’s current problems, but she also has the clue to solving most of Iva’s current problems.

A wise man who knows all the knowledge in the world.

She is the only one who knows how to turn from a demon to a human again.

It started with the final handling of this case. Returning the captain elf, who had become a demon of order, to its original state did not eliminate the demon part, but merely sealed the demon part.

It is nearly impossible for a human who has become a devil to become a devil again. But a wise person knows how to make this impossible possible.

That’s why Iva has no choice but to follow the wise man’s words.

There is no escape from the ordeal that must be endured in order to meet the wise man. You must overcome five trials while traveling to cities around the world.

Still, now that you’ve completed four trials, there’s only one left.

If you hold on just a little longer, this life will be over.

[…Yes, I can’t even begin to describe the harm I’ve done to you. I’m sorry.]

“Is it enough to say I’m sorry?”

It’s a life that cannot be compensated with even hundreds of millions of dollars, but can it be compensated with just a few words? For a moment, I burst into tears and became angry.

‘No. Let’s not do this.’

You should be a good person, not a good person. Be a good person, but not a barbarian. How can someone who misunderstands who is responsible and starts a fire in the wrong place receive a good evaluation?

The fundamental responsibility for the destruction of the Earth lies with the Demon King, and what the Demon King destroyed was only the Earth, not people. The only reason my childhood was ruined was because I met a dog-like owner. In the end, everything is intertwined and intertwined. Everyone is a sinner. Everyone is a sinner…

Iva regained control of her mind by reflecting on the words Lilia left behind.

“I can’t say I’m sorry, but I’m saying there has to be some kind of compensation.”

Ivar, who was so lucky, asked the wise man for as much information as he could get right away.

“The location of the next trial. Just tell me that.”

Now there is only one ordeal left. But you can waste years on just this one thing. Due to the nature of the wise man’s ordeal, which requires traveling around cities around the world without knowing where the ordeal will fall, if you are unlucky, it will be a ridiculous amount of time for several months.

[That…]

“What do you mean it can’t be done? “Is there someone here who has suffered such uncontrollable emotional damage because of your mistake?”

[…Ha, I understand.]

The wise man sighed and agreed to Iva’s words.

[You must have had a hard time with this job.]

Of course. Ivar, as if asking such a question, had to immediately go to Eternus after returning from the future and go through all sorts of hardships.

Isn’t there Morbe’s disciple? Aren’t the elves acting stupid? I had to give up the freedom I had gained, and after that, I was caught between various groups and treated as a villain. It can’t be a good experience.

[I suddenly became interested in colors that I normally had no interest in…]

“Are you also doing voyeurism? “That’s amazing.”

Ivar spoke sarcastically in a sharper voice than before. There was even murderous intent underlying those words. Wiz could have looked at it, but Sage is different. It was like stealing the memories of a night that should only be shared between us and running away.

[Don’t misunderstand. I didn’t watch everything. However, I only learned a little bit about what you were doing before falling asleep today.]

“How is that different from Quan Yin?”

Ivar frowned sharply. Anger welled up without me even having time to feel shame. But it cooled down quickly. This is the person who has always been like that. When I remembered something I didn’t even expect, my anger disappeared surprisingly quickly.

It was giving up. The only thing he expected from the wise man now was that he would make him human. I didn’t expect any ethics or anything like that. He was only using her as much as she was using him.

Before he was a person who wanted to be a good person, he was a crazy person. The wise man was also a crazy person. A madman was less able to understand another madman than a normal person. Both of them were small humans who spent a long time but never became adults.

[…Yes, I made a mistake. Sorry. Forget it.]

“No. “What?”

The moment I gave up, Ivar became generous. They didn’t question the fact that they witnessed their affair with the hero candidates, and they didn’t even ask for an apology.

In the first place, the wise man only knows why he needs to apologize based on ethics. It was obvious that I wouldn’t understand.

[By the way, I was surprised. I never thought you would be interested in color. Is it because you wanted them to compensate you for giving up your freedom? Did you want to fill the unfulfilled loss through physical connection?]

Compensation psychology. Do you want compensation for what you lost and gave up?

“Pay no attention.”

Even though she answered calmly, Ivar couldn’t forget her words because they stuck to her like nails. What a reward. I? Why? The reason I lust after color is simple. It’s just the usual madness and whimsy. It was just a matter of briefly being grumpy at the girls who had promised but were late. I’ve always liked female bodies.

But wait. Even if you liked female bodies, didn’t you hate relationships? The reason is simple. Because we were unable to communicate through relationships, we only shared pain under the guise of pleasure. Then why did you cause pain to your loved ones today? Is it because they just wanted to cause pain?

Why do we have to suffer? Because of sadistic tendencies? Or was it because there was something to fill the pain of others? Because freedom and time were taken away? Filling your loss with the pain of others.

It’s like revenge.

Revenge, because I have some grudge against them.

While Ivar could not understand the wise man, he also became unable to understand himself. If committing and regretting is a human characteristic, then have I become more human than I am now?

But isn’t being influenced by desire not human-like, but animal-like?

In the first place, my goal was to become a good person, but why did I lust after color? Being grumpy and expressing lust would never be the behavior of a good man.

The more I dug into it, the more the memories of that night became more and more dirty.

Wait, so does that mean you have to castrate your desires in order to become a lover? Great people had cripples of desire.

Ivar came to one realization.

[…It seems my words confused you. I probably can’t give you the answer here. Then, let’s answer your wish and end this dream.]

In that case, I too would have to become a cripple.

You must live with a mind like that of Myeonggyeongsu, clear and shining only on others.

[Where you are aiming is your path.]

With the voice of the wise man, the completely white space disappeared into the distance. It felt like I was being kicked out of this space, rather than this space leaving me.

“Shiba!”

“Why?”

“Phew… I finally woke up.”

As soon as I open my eyes, what I see is a half-naked woman. It was Stella who took off her clothes one by one. Next to him was Wiz, who seemed to be tired and fell asleep without even putting on his clothes.

“What are you doing all of a sudden?! “It’s hard to cope if you fall asleep without saying anything!”

“But you did it anyway.”

“I had no choice but to do it. Well, not even the Black Death can escape.”

“How many hours did you sleep?”

“I didn’t sleep very much. “30 minutes at best?”

“Thank goodness.”

“It’s an abomination.”

Stella avoided her gaze as if she was embarrassed.

“I’m the one who’s been tormented a lot… Why are you complaining of being tired… “

“Huh, that’s true too.”

Ivar placed his hand on her chin and turned it towards him.

“…What.”

“Because your eyes are pretty whenever I look at you.”

“Now, even if you flatter me, it won’t work. “I had a really hard time?”

“I am sincere, so it is not flattery. It depends on how you accept it.”

Stella’s cheeks and ears became even redder. After staring for a moment, the two naturally kissed their lips, as if they had guessed it beforehand. Unlike the sticky night, a lighter, more lyrical kiss. It fell, leaving a sweet and gentle trace like milk foam.

“Express your current feelings in a literary way.”

“It’s the feeling you get when you fall in love.”

“It’s too cliché, but… I’ll forgive you for that. In fact, confirming one’s love through an affair is something that often happens in literature.”

“Then Stella, how are you? Express it in a literary way.”

Stella looked at the ceiling. The rising moonlight enveloped my body as soft as silk.

“…Isn’t the moon pretty?”

“What I said earlier was much more literary.”

“What! Something like this is more literary metaphor!”

“Damn, there are times when it is more literary to be straightforward without going through difficult times.”

“You were too direct. If I had said it more metonymically… No. It’s done.”

Stella laughed helplessly.

“As long as we understand each other, that’s fine.”

Then he hugged Iva and laid down next to Wiz.

“If you want to do it next time, let me know in advance. This side also needs preparation. Later, when Wiz wakes up, I will apologize properly.”

“…Okay.”

“You slept earlier, so I’ll sleep this time.” Equivalent exchange. “There are no complaints, right?”

“30 minutes and several hours are not the same value…”

“You made fun of my body a lot. “It was my first time.”

Iva smiled bitterly and stroked her head. I didn’t need to mention that it was my first time in this body. Because it is not literary to display what we already know.

“Sleep well.”

These days, I just listen, and now I say things that are awkward for speaking.

Stella smiled and closed her eyes, like a child falling asleep while listening to a storybook. It was a purity that was quite different from the attire. While she loved innocence, she seemed unaware that she still had innocence left in her.

Ivar patted her head repeatedly and made a promise.

The memory of this one night is for the girl who told me she loved me, let’s reflect but not regret.