I'm A Villainess, Can I Die? - Chapter 115
Translator and Editor: Effe and Tea
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Chapter 115
I had a very short time alone. Alone time is very, very important to people.
Because it enabled me to look back on my situation objectively, and I don’t have this much time to organize my thoughts.
As I walked, I glanced back. Aiden was no longer looking at me.
I am really alone. He doesn’t seem to be following me. Aiden isn’t someone who will secretly follow me.
Left alone, I thought of Bell’s silhouette again. It felt like the child whose face I didn’t know was walking in front of me with her arms behind her back.
The innocent victim named Bell emerged from the mansion. No, we only found one, but there could be more potential victims.
What is the true identity of that inhuman being? Where did my thoughts end the last time? Right, I went till I said it was somehow related to me.
One step, two steps. With every step I took, the faces of the people I passed by came to mind.
Mia. Madam. The gatekeeper. The high priest. The nobles and Jacob who attended the party and talked with me. Oh, and there was that peacock-like noble, too. However, it was a bit unreasonable to count all the people who passed by me as candidates.
That’s too much. It seems like they lived a decent life. If I had known it would be like this, I would have lived in my room even if I died soon.
Another condition was needed. Another condition that will filter out the numerous candidates.
“Black magic.”
Come to think of it, the mastermind uses black magic. As I thought about black magic, Sir Alogen’s voice passed by as he explained it.
‘The side effect is life.’
The cost of black magic, the materials, and even the side effects were unusual.
‘Life.’
Wait, life? I stopped in place. As soon as I stopped walking, the faces that had been floating in the air popped and disappeared like soap bubbles bursting.
By any chance……. Yes, it’s very possible……. What if black magic failed in the original story and caused side effects?
In the original work, they couldn’t appear because they died due to side effects, but in reality, they were alive because of me?
Or, a person who will die from side effects within three years.
If it was the former, it would have been possible because I was alive……. If it’s the latter… … After I died, that is, originally within three years, I’m not going to think about after the three year period, but in the original story, I died within three years, so I couldn’t do anything.
In reality, because of me, the story progressed quickly, and I was able to complete the story before I died.
No, is this too much of a leap? But…… What if it is a leap? First I have to look for all the best possibilities I can find.
I felt like a faint light was shining in my head, and for some reason my heart only became more impatient. I didn’t know what it was, but I felt like I could see the shape of something whitish.
Clearly there was no one in front of me, but the dark-haired maid seemed to be waving her hand at me. Come on, use your brain.
It was then. My body started to stagger. It was really funny that I tripped on my own feet.
Perhaps because I was walking with my head full of thoughts, and I couldn’t bear to pay attention to my gait.
“Oh, oh…….”
I waved my arms with a stupid sound, but my body fell forward terribly. Fortunately, I fell to the ground supporting my body with my hands, but my knees were already on the ground.
I lay face down on the grass and slowly moved my head to look around.
It seemed that no one had seen this incredible spectacle. I guessed that Aiden hadn’t followed me yet. Whoo.
I slowly got up on my knees. One knee was throbbing quite a bit, it must have been bruised.
Well, my knee has nothing to do with it.
I staggered up. Ack. It hurt. A thin layer of blood was seeping through the dress.
Oh my God, it’s bleeding. Things just keep happening.
Tsk, I clicked my tongue briefly and soon moved on with a limp. Even I couldn’t tell if the limping was because my legs were really hurting, or if it was just an exaggeration after seeing the blood.
I was walking so hard and unfortunately there was no bench nearby.
I couldn’t find a place to sit, so I looked around, and without realizing it, I stared at the ring.
This ring……. Is it one time or multi-use?
I flicked my finger a few times to tap on the ring, but then shook my head.
If it’s disposable, I think it’s too wasteful. To use a self-defense item given to me by a high-ranking wizard of the Magic Tower when I fell down on my own and grazed my knees.
I can’t do that.
Reluctantly, I just sat down on the ground. If I sit like this, Aiden will come after me soon.
As long as I didn’t get caught falling over like an idiot, I didn’t mind sitting on the grass.
The Duke’s house is like my own, so who would say anything about me sitting in my yard?
As I was thinking this, I heard the sound of someone walking.
Is it Aiden? I thought for a moment, but the sound came from the front of the road I was walking on, not from the back.
“Lady Selena?”
It was Ian.
Dressed in a white priest’s uniform like a doctor’s robe, he looked down at me like someone watching a street circus.
I spread my palms to express my well-being. Seeing his expression harden, it seemed that the effect backfired.
“Why…… Are you sitting on the ground?”
Would he believe me if I said it was a hobby?
Maybe it was because I fell like an idiot, I only had idiotic thoughts. Fortunately, though, I didn’t let idiotic words come out of my mouth.
“I fell and hurt my knee a little. I was waiting for someone passing by……. Like you. Can you help me?”
When I said that I had fallen, Ian looked at my face in surprise. Then, he crouched down in front of me and turned his gaze to my right knee, where blood was seeping through my dress.
“Oh my, are you alright?”
Ian asked with a serious face, so he checked the condition of my knees as I lifted up my skirt.
“Yes…… I don’t think it’s okay.”
The knee was worse than expected.
There was even blood smeared here and there……. Ugh, even if I fell backwards after seeing this, I might break my nose.
In fact, the garden has a grass lawn all over. A grass lawn spread over soft soil. How damaging could it be to fall there?
However, in my case it was a little different.
The place I fell was not on the path made of grass, but on the path that separated the flower bed.
Ian’s eyebrows twitched for a moment, then he looked at me and addressed me in his characteristic earnest voice.
“Can I treat you?”
“I’d appreciate it.”
Ian gave a small nod and rolled up his wide sleeves, like someone about to get down to business.
And at that moment, coincidentally, the priests’ tattooed pattern on the inside of his arm caught my eye.
Ah, because of this, it feels like the day I first met Ian.
Why, the day when I broke that peacock-like noble’s staff with my knee in the square, and in return, a splendid fireworks display unfolded on my lap.
I soon began to recall that day more vividly.
In fact, the day I met him was something I had remembered a lot while thinking about the cause of the change.
However, there is a difference between a person deliberately recalling a memory and an accidental recall.
What comes to mind by chance often drags even forgotten memories to the surface.
For example, the expression of the other person in that situation or the vague thoughts I had in that situation.
The day I first met Ian, I was thinking about a new job that I hadn’t even known about.
At the same time, I thought about whether the words temple and priest had ever appeared in the novel, and soon I remembered that the mention of ‘priest’ had passed by in someone’s conversation in the original story.
“A passing reference.”
My memory leaked out of my mouth. Ian raised his head and looked at me at my murmur.
Our eyes met in the middle.
…… there was one person.
A person who is strangely perfect for this unreasonable leap.
A person who never met Selena in the original story and appeared only as a passing reference. A person who is destined to die within the next two years at the most, with the situation twisted because of me.
“High Priest…….”
“Yes?”
Ian’s head tilted at my murmur. I blankly met his eyes and shook my head.
Obviously, the day I first met Ian. I thought of this while looking at Ian, who introduced himself as a priest.
That’s right. The high priest was mentioned as a deceased person.
If so, it means that he is a person who will die soon or should have already died.
Let’s think. When did the high priest die? When?
It was definitely Brother and the female lead, Ariel, who mentioned the death of the High Priest. That is, when two people are lovers. The two will break up next winter.
So winter, my 20th birthday. In terms of timing, around February of next year……. Then, the High Priest must have already died, or at least will die within four months.
For the past two months, I thought about this while spinning my head that couldn’t even turn.
Indeed, I thought about what went wrong and caused the monster incident.
I thought about it day and night.
And how many assumptions have I made?
After learning that there is such a thing as the mastermind, and that person uses black magic, I really rolled my head even while eating.
Perhaps thanks to that, from the moment it was confirmed as a certain person, the thoughts that had been scattered around in my head began to find their place and sort each other out.
Let’s assume that the high priest is the real mastermind.
If the black magic fails, he will lose his life as a side effect. In the original story, the high priest would have failed in black magic. So, he didn’t even come out properly in the novel.
If so, what sort of black magic did the high priest fail in?
‘Perhaps, the mastermind used this magic to extract the power of the wizards. And, he condensed the magical energy and made the marbles.’
Saying that, the magic that Lord Alogen pointed out was ‘sacrifice.’ I read through the report about sacrifice throughout the conference. As far as I can remember, the cost of the sacrificial failure was definitely life.
Well, most of the black magic’s failures cost lives, though.
Anyway, in the original story, if the high priest failed this magic and lost his life……. If so, it means that he was preparing something at this time just like in the original story as well.
Because he was taking someone else’s power, it means he needed power.
Then, why did the time he does things in reality suddenly advance? Then it is not about gathering more power.
“Are you alright?”
Ian asked. I just mechanically nodded, then looked to Ian again for an answer.
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