The Villain Of The Horror Game Dreams Of The Heroine Every Night - Chapter 118
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Chapter 118
‘…Your Highness.’
Leonhard silently addressed the Crown Prince in his thoughts.
He had been taught to be loyal to the imperial family. Even though the Bernoulli family had diverged from the imperial family’s path a few years ago, ingrained habits didn’t change easily. Moreover, the Leonhard Bernoulli of today was shaped by the Crown Prince.
He couldn’t turn away when he saw injustice, whether directed at himself or others.
However, in recent months, especially in Count Sharpe’s estate, he had witnessed the vile side of the imperial family.
Despite that, he couldn’t raise a single objection against the Imperial Family.
All he could do was save those who were on the verge of dying. He believed that killing the boss monsters was enough. He hadn’t considered how the deceased and their families would live.
Leonhard thought of Count Sharpe.
Except for when she practically blamed the Imperial Family for her father’s death, she had never shown any resentment. The reason she could maintain such an attitude was… no, she had to maintain it, likely because there were too many things she had to protect.
Still, Lute Dave and the boy were different. They had lost everything they had.
Having made up his mind, Leonhard opened his eyes. He saw Lute Dave’s resigned face, the boy’s anger-filled expression, and Celine, who seemed on the verge of tears.
Leonhard wet his parched lips.
“What will you do if I neutralize this magic?”
“….?”
Both Lute Dave and the boy looked perplexed.
“Are you planning to infiltrate the Palace, even to assassinate The Emperor or the Crown Prince?”
“Lord Leonhard, you’re going too far.”
Lute Dave spoke with a disappointed voice.
“Just kill me quickly.”
Ignoring Lute Dave, Leonhard turned his gaze to the boy.
“If I neutralize the magic and let you go, what will you do?”
“Go… go into the palace…”
The boy’s voice trembled.
Leonhard felt the urge to close his eyes again in the face of the unfolding scene before him. In the end, the boy wanted to live, just like countless others he had seen. Though Lute Dave was skillful at hiding what he truly wanted, he probably wasn’t much different from the boy.
‘If they were to assassinate the Emperor or the Crown Prince, they could never survive.’
Leonhard, without any warning, swung Rashir.
“….!”
Rashir sliced through the air.
If an ordinary person had witnessed the scene, they might have thought he had gone mad. However, everyone present knew the significance of his actions.
Leonhard was dismantling the assassination magic.
Lute Dave and the boy distorted their faces immediately, desperately exerting their efforts to protect the magic. Leonhard, without blinking an eye, continued to break down their magic.
“Lord Leonhard!”
The boy shouted in despair.
“Why are you trying to protect such people? Those who don’t care about the lives of ordinary people!”
He tried hard to conceal his emotions, but his distorted lips betrayed him. The boy had hit him where it hurt.
‘…Why?’
It was natural for the Emperor to rule the country and the Crown Prince to succeed him. Leonhard Bernoulli had never doubted or questioned that fact.
If there was anyone doubting, they should be brutally executed as traitors. Nevertheless, the Emperor’s actions, leaving the people to die, created a small crack in his heart. The small crevice that he had covered up with excuses of having much work to do had now become an unavoidable, giant rift.
Leonhard gritted his teeth.
The chilling thoughts that had begun to swirl in his head were as cold as ice.
‘There is nothing… I can do.’
In some ways, he wasn’t much different from them.
Four years ago, the Bernoulli family had to withdraw abruptly from the capital, having been driven out by the Emperor after prioritizing exterminating the boss monsters that suddenly poured in the North over the mission assigned by the Crown Prince.
All the forces that Bernoulli had planted in Livron Castle were expelled. If he openly opposed the Imperial family, not only Bernoulli but the entire North would be in danger. It was as if the Emperor’s warning, whispered to him a few months ago, had come true.
Leonhard’s contemplation slowed Rashir’s movements, providing a sufficient opening for the highly skilled wizard.
Lute Dave, who excelled in various tasks, didn’t miss this chance.
“Leonhard!”
With Celine’s scream, Leonhard unexpectedly faced a direct attack from an attack magic. Although he managed to fend off with Rashir just in time, perhaps due to carelessness, his left shoulder was injured.
Red blood dripped down his forearm onto the ground.
Leonhard wasn’t at all dismayed.
The wound was stinging, but it was incomparable to injuries he had sustained facing monsters or warlocks. Monsters or warlocks rushed at him with the intention to kill, but Lute Dave’s magic was far from having such an intent.
It was the moment when Leonhard, attempting to neutralize Lute Dave, swung Rashir again that a massive ice wall shot up from the ground, blocking the space between him and Lute Dave.
“Celine.”
Just before Leonhard was going to hit the ice wall, he pulled back Rashir.
She had no reason to obstruct him without a cause.
“I’ll handle these two. Continue with your original task…!”
There was no need to listen any further. Leonhard released the magic he had been preparing just before receiving Lute Dave’s attack.
‘…This.’
His face stiffened.
While Lute Dave diverted his attention, the boy swiftly reinforced the assassination magic.
‘Impressive.’
Even in the urgent situation, Leonhard couldn’t help but be impressed by the boy’s skill.
If they hadn’t ignored Celine’s presence, the situation would have escalated to an uncontrollable extent. Behind the thick ice wall, screams and moans could be heard, but Leonhard paid no attention and focused on dismantling the assassination magic.
He had seen enough of their abilities.
‘Celine is much stronger.’
Suddenly, Leonhard felt as if Celine was reading his thoughts and smiling from behind the thick ice wall. Finally, he succeeded in breaking down the assassination magic without leaving a single piece.
At the same time, Celine lowered the ice wall.
The boy and Lute Dave slumped down with helpless faces. He still had an expressionless face, and tears gathered in Lute Dave’s wrinkled face.
Tears born out of terror.
Leonhard quietly sheathed Rashir.
“I’ll ask again. If I spare your lives, what do you plan to do?”
“….!”
Lute Dave and the boy’s eyes widened simultaneously, and their mouths hung open. Only then did they seem to realize the meaning behind Leonhard’s question a little earlier. Still, both of them could only mumble and couldn’t speak properly.
It was evidence that an inner conflict was taking place. Leonhard prayed that they wouldn’t give foolish answers for their own sake.
The first to speak was Lute Dave.
“…I’ll take Heinrich and escape.”
“Dave!”
The boy protested fiercely, but Lute Dave paid him no mind.
“I won’t set foot in the imperial palace again. Please, spare us. Is this the answer you desired, Lord Leonhard?”
Leonhard nodded.
“Understood.”
Lute Dave slowly stood up from his position.
Tears were still welling up in his eyes.
“Lord Leonhard, it won’t be like this forever.”
Leonhard remained silent.
Celine approached Leonhard, and both of them watched Lute Dave persuade the boy and disappear somewhere. Only after they were completely out of sight did he let out a long sigh.
“Leonhard…”
As she came to his side, he held her hand without saying a word.
Warmth radiated from her hand, tickling his nose. Leonhard grasped Celine’s hand as if it were the lifeline connecting him to the world.
“You’ve been through a lot.”
“You’ve suffered more.”
He replied with sincerity.
While he was solely focused on breaking the assassination magic behind the ice wall, Celine had managed to fend off the two wizards. Dealing with living people was undoubtedly more challenging than breaking intangible magic.
“Leonhard suffered most.”
He couldn’t deny that statement and responded with a bitter smile.
Celine was right.
Today, Leonhard had looked into the abyss he had deliberately closed his eyes to.
The abyss that could not be filled or resolved by any means. What was even more terrifying was the fact that he had to live with that abyss in the future. Even Celine couldn’t solve this problem for him. It was a problem he had to solve alone.
Only after her voice came did he realize that he had been locked in his own silence until now.
“Leonhard, is there anywhere else we need to visit?”
Leonhard looked at Celine — messy hair, a face covered in sweat, and movements that showed exhaustion.
Certainly, she needed rest.
However, eager to leave the imperial palace as soon as possible, he hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth.
“If you’re okay with it, I’d like to return to the North immediately. Of course, we might have to arrange for a carriage…”
Celine chuckled.
“Leonhard, did you hit your head or something during this chaos?”
“Hit my head?”
Not understanding the term, Leonhard asked foolishly, and Celine took a small object from her pocket.
‘Ah.’
It was the magic stone Celine got when Count Sharpe requested their help. There was still magic left that could be used to teleport them to Bernoulli Castle.
“But aren’t you tired? It might be better to stay here for the day.”
“Leonhard, don’t you want to leave here quickly?”
Celine sighed, looking at his face as if she had hit the bullseye.
“To be honest, I feel the same way.”
After a moment.
A massive flow of magic engulfed Leonhard and Celine, and in an instant, the walls of Bernoulli Castle appeared before their eyes.
More precisely, it was the outer walls of Bernoulli Castle.
Leonhard immediately checked Celine’s complexion, and his chest sank. If Celine looked tired in Livron Castle, now she seemed like she could collapse at any moment.
“The accuracy is too low, Leonhard…”
She seemed to be implying that she needed more practice in magic.
“Don’t worry about it. I’m glad we came here.”
Leonhard replied while holding Celine’s shaky hand as if the burden of using a large amount of magic at once had affected her.
“Really?”
Celine smiled.
It was a radiant smile, like the pouring spring sunlight.
Leonhard acted on impulse.
Not satisfied with just holding her hand, he embraced Celine, whispering the emotions that captivated him.
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