Please Leave The Sickly Villainess Alone

Sister Serine rushed over in one step and embraced me as soon as she saw I was awake.

“Sister…”

I had many things I wanted to ask her.

Perhaps sensing that in my eyes, Sister Serine soon took both my hands and said:

“You must be confused about many things. Let’s sort them out one by one.”

I nodded slightly.

According to Sister Serine, I had slept for two full days.

And the interesting thing was that Enoch, who had been supporting me at the time, was also found unconscious on the spot.

“Did his memories return along with mine…?”

At my muttering, Sister Serine said:

“They probably did. Not just young lord Kablos, but also Lady Senia on the battlefield and His Majesty…”

I stared at Sister Serine, who naturally answered my words.

“So you really are the messenger sent by the Elf King written on the stone tablet.”

“…Yes, that’s right. I only realized my identity yesterday. Until then, I was instinctively helping you to follow the path you wanted in this life.”

Taking care of me like a real sister from the day I first came to Troy Orphanage, comforting me whenever I felt down remembering the terrible original story, telling me how to escape the orphanage.

Even coming to find me in the capital after being liberated from the illegal factory despite the risks.

Because she was there in my small daily life, I was able to fulfill the wish I had hoped for.

“Thank you so much. Really…”

Knowing how I had been without Sister Serine, her existence became even more precious to me.

I learned from my memories how terrible a life filled with regret could be.

Two mistakes couldn’t be tolerated.

At that moment, I noticed a letter placed on the desk.

Thinking it might be from Luka, I went to get the letter, but according to Sister Serine, it was from Sion.

“If it’s from Sion…”

Had the analysis results come out?

I hurriedly opened the letter and read it.

[To Ria. The results of the analysis I requested for the fragment have come in. It appears to have been intentionally destroyed by someone, and there was reinforcement magic on the metal partially attached to the fragment. Does this match with what you know?]

A gem with metal attached at the seam with reinforcement magic, and with the effect of blocking curses.

It was certainly the necklace connecting Luka and me.

For some reason, both the necklace and its effect had been broken.

As my complexion paled, Sister Serine approached.

“What did you read that made your complexion suddenly worsen?”

The answer to her worried voice didn’t come out immediately.

Amnesia, a curse that makes one lose memories of their loved ones.

It was a curse that ancient generals would cast when going to the battlefield so that they could fight without hesitation, risking their lives.

In short, it could be called a malicious curse that creates murderous demons on the battlefield.

“There’s a curse on Luka. It seems the necklace that was blocking it has been destroyed…”

“The necklace was destroyed…?”

I hung my head.

If this was true, memories might not have returned to Luka alone.

Because all his memories were based on me.

I was his close friend, lover, and fiancée, but if his memories didn’t return, I couldn’t be any of those.

I had to see with my own eyes exactly what had happened to him.

“Sister, I need to go to the Iberico region.”

I had to go find Luka right now.

* * *

It was an earlier runaway than planned.

I got up from my seat, gathering the money I had saved from the magic tool business.

I was considering the possibility of leaving directly for the kingdom from the battlefield.

I wasn’t ready to say goodbye to my family or the people at the Magic Tower yet.

No, perhaps I would never be ready for such goodbyes even if a lifetime passed.

‘I’ll come back. No matter what!’

If I couldn’t return, there would be no meaning in turning back time.

I turned back time to avoid such a painful ending.

I left a short letter and prepared to leave the room with Sister Serine.

My long silver hair that reached my waist was hidden under a hat, and I wore gloves on my hands that could identify me.

“Shall we go now, Ria?”

“Yes, let’s go.”

I took in the familiar scenery of my room, smiled bitterly, and took Sister Serine’s hand.

Sister Serine, who had awakened as the Elf King’s messenger, could now use abilities like teleportation.

In the brief moment I closed my eyes and opened them again, I was standing on a land where golden reeds were fluttering, having left the Rayes mansion.

“This is…”

All the houses visible beyond the reed field had their lights off and looked abandoned.

It seemed that traces of people had long since disappeared.

“This is the starting point of the Iberico region. It looks like the residents left when the war broke out.”

It was astonishing to move from the capital where the Rayes mansion was to the border of the Greffin Empire with just one teleport.

“Then the battlefield must be ahead.”

I said, summoning the Blood Sword.

How much had I longed to hold a sword in Korea, and in my past life?

I was reminded anew of how desperately I had wanted this weight now in my hand.

“Ria, why the sword…?”

“I need to sweep away anything blocking my path.”

A grin spread across my lips.

* * *

The war had entered its final stages.

All preparations to attack the enemy camp were complete, and they needed to settle things now that dawn had broken.

The elite troops of Greffin advanced with measured steps across the barren land where not a single flower bloomed.

Luka stared at the camps of the Selon Kingdom and its allied countries visible in the distance.

The start would be the 1st and 2nd divisions led by Heild and Essil, respectively, breaking through the gap in the solid defense wall.

Then, the Greffin army led by Luka would surround the enemy territory in one sweep, advance inward, and ultimately capture the King of Selon.

Checkmate – when the king is captured, the war ends.

This was a dangerous operation for them, but it was also dangerous for another side.

While penetrating deep into enemy lines, the Crown Prince could be captured by the enemy if they weren’t careful.

Nevertheless, the reason he had to stand at the forefront was, of course, because he was the strongest among all the troops and a Sword Master who made even the enemy tremble in fear.

The Crown Prince had reached the level of Sword Master during the war.

Crown Prince Arzenluka was the only Sword Master of the current era, a legendary existence recorded only a few times in history.

‘It should be fine…’

Essil thought as he led his 1st division.

He still hadn’t heard from Sion about what secret the Crown Prince’s necklace he had destroyed might have held.

He didn’t want to doubt Senia at all, but he had requested the investigation just in case.

Because since that day, Luka had become strange somehow.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he looked like someone who had lost their reason for living, their reason for being on this battlefield.

Even though Heild had desperately tried to hide Luka’s condition so it wouldn’t affect the morale of the knights, Essil could tell.

As if he had made a promise with someone, the Crown Prince who had been extremely averse to getting his body injured used completely different swordsmanship in the battle with the surprise attack by the Selon army two nights ago.

His appearance, focusing solely on annihilating the enemy without any thought of avoiding swords trying to cut his body, was monstrous, just as they said.

‘It’ll be fine… Let’s just focus on today’s battle for now.’

Essil shook off his idle thoughts and galloped his horse quickly towards the enemy.

From that moment, the final war began.

The 1st division that had been walking slowly, and the 2nd division including Heild, also started running at full speed following him.

Under the clear blue sky, flames finally rose from the Selon Kingdom’s camp, and the sound of pipes announcing the surprise attack rang out.