93. Replenish power (5)
Cassandra, who fell to the floor, did not show any movement.
It was a little disappointing because there was a sense of death in vain, without any screams or ridiculous gestures.
It doesn’t matter though.
If you’re unhappy that she can’t feel pain and she died comfortably, then just resurrect her and repeat the same action.
I put her magic back into Cassandra’s broken heart, and at the same time, Cassandra’s eyes flashed open.
Regaining her senses, she raised her upper body in an instant, then exhaled heavily.
Quickly rolling her pupils, she checked her hand, moving her fingers and shaking her head, she sensed that she was still alive.
Cassandra had tears in her eyes for the first time before she knew it, and I approached her and made her hint.
“How about you, do you still want to rebel?”
There was no arrogance in Cassandra’s gaze as she looked into my eyes as she trembled pitifully.
I put my hand on Cassandra’s shoulder and said in a low voice.
“Wake up. It’s not over yet.”
Cassandra, who had never felt the fear of her death, was running away from me, crawling on her floor for the first time.
Is the Cassandra I used to know the Cassandra who started to walk away from me even when she peed? She looked so ugly that she wanted to.
I understand.
Cassandra, who realized that she was not immortal, would not have the confidence to properly face us in front of her. Now, with her words, her own life and death could come and go.
As far as I know, she still has a lot left to do in this world. She always spoke in a confident voice of her own accord about her magic or achievements that she wanted to study in the future.
I couldn’t accept her death in vain. Cassandra’s true self was that she was confident that she would live more subserviently than anyone else for the sake of her own achievements.
I stepped on Cassandra’s back as she crawled on the floor and listened to her pained voice.
“Why? Is this something you often do? She says her leg hurts and sits on my back as a chair… I do not remember?”
Cassandra wiggled her left and right desperately, her tears stained her face.
“Oh, you don’t remember?”
I raised her fingers and began to caress Cassandra’s heart.
Touching her own heart Cassandra’s eyes widened again, and she begged to cling to my leg.
“Wait a minute!”
I had already given her one chance, and it was Cassandra who rejected it.
I pierced Cassandra’s heart with her finger.
Cassandra’s body stopped working in response to Cassandra’s heart, which began to spurt her blood.
Her hands that gripped my legs gave out power, and I kicked Cassandra’s body as she fell to the floor and, like before, injected magic into her heart to regenerate her.
Cassandra, who suffered two deaths in a short time, had cold sweat running down her face.
I bent her knees to level her eye level with Cassandra, then stared her in the eye.
“How is it? Do you still remember this?”
Cassandra, avoiding my eyes, shook her head, denying what she had just said. I continued to ask her questions as I ran my fingers through her silver hair that had lost its beautiful shine.
“Where is Leon?”
“I don’t know… yo. This.”
She must have grasped her own subject, and she felt quite awkward when Cassandra used honorifics that she had never used in her entire life.
“That’s not the answer I want.”
Sensing that her life was threatened again, Cassandra raised a blood vessel in her neck and cried out desperately.
“Ji, I really don’t know! It’s not a lie!”
The fear of death was not something even a transcendent human could easily overcome.
It was hard to believe that Cassandra would lie even now. If all of this were acting, she would be much more suited to performing at a nearby bar rather than a wizard.
My hand, which had been touching her hair, moved to Cassandra’s neck before I knew it, and she swallowed her saliva at the sight of me, waiting for her fate to come.
I looked at Cassandra’s frightened expression, slapped her on the cheek a couple of times, and stood up from her seat.
Cassandra, who was absentmindedly on the floor, glared at me with ferocious eyes before she knew it, and let out a scream in her anger.
“Dah, why the hell are you doing this… !”
“Why? There is nothing. Did you bother me for a reason?”
Recalling what she had done, Cassandra shut her mouth tightly and cast her gaze downward.
The arrogant Cassandra, on her knees in front of me, avoiding her gaze, was the image she had only dreamed of. She thought it would make her feel pretty good when it came to reality, but it wasn’t as thrilling as she thought.
Displeasure just started from under her feet and crawled through my body.
I clicked her tongue once, then pushed Cassandra’s shoulders with her foot and laid her on the floor.
As expected, this kind of job is not suited to my aptitude.
Cassandra only had a problem with her words and actions as if she was ignoring me while I was with her. She had no part in actually offering my brother as her sacrifice. Hasn’t this enough paid for her ignoring me? There was no reason for her to suffer like this to the extent that she just fell for a man named Leon and shared a secret he was hiding.
However, Elia’s thoughts were different from mine.
“Dad, do you think this woman would give in that much?”
Elia came up to me and carefully took the heart from her hand.
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From the moment the heart was placed in Elia’s hand, Cassandra looked different from when she was talking to me.
Her face went white, and she immediately stood up and clung to Elia.
I can guess what Elia is going to do, but what about Cassandra, the owner of her heart?
“Wait a minute… What are you going to do? I’m already sorry enough for Ain… !”
“The wizard’s heart is the source of magical power, and from the moment it came into our hands, you became our toy.”
Elia injected magic power into her heart as soon as she finished her words.
It’s different from the magic I did.
I was simply involved in the resurrection or healing of the heart, but Elia was able to influence the owner of the heart, Cassandra.
Before Cassandra could even let out her screams, her body began to swell strangely, transforming her hideously into a shape resembling a bog monster.
Elia pointed to her figure and burst into an innocent laugh.
Like a child who saw something interesting, I could only see unrefined pure malice in his smiling face, asking me to look at it.
Cassandra… The monster made of mud, which can’t be called a monster, reached out to us in agony, and Elia looked at it with a funny face and released her magic again.
Cassandra, who had barely returned to being a human, quickly checked her body and shed tears.
Cassandra, who was quite confident in her own appearance, would never want to go through the same humiliation again.
What… Just because you didn’t want to, doesn’t mean you can get away with it.
Elia asked me, treating Cassandra’s heart like her toy.
“What should I do this time? Will Dad try?”
“I’m fine.”
I didn’t have the confidence to handle magic skillfully like Elia, and it seemed like my dream would be in trouble if I did something strange.
After I declined, Elia started playing with Cassandra again as she wanted.
There were quite a few spooky scenes.
She doesn’t do anything to Cassandra, she simply touches her heart and all her limbs fall off, her head snaps, or she flattens as if something has crushed her. She began to suffer all kinds of humiliation at once from Elia’s beckoning.
“Elia, stop playing.”
It was only after Stella, who was inferior to her, restrained her, that Elia gave her heart to me with satisfaction.
“Yeah, that’s enough.”
Cassandra was transformed into a puppet that listened to her words only after she had suffered dozens or hundreds of deaths or experiences she would never want to go through again.
Elia stretched her body and approached Cassandra.
“Shall we get to the point soon?”
“The body… ?”
What do you mean by the actions you have taken so far? The main point is still left?
Cassandra screamed, tearing at her hair.
Her voice sounded harsh, as if something had scratched her, and as she tore her hair, her fingernails and scalp began to bleed.
Elia first kicked her in the head to calm her down.
Puck! Falling to the floor with her dull thud, Cassandra immediately crawled over to Elia, crawling on all fours, and began licking her feet.
“Please… I’m begging you like this, so please stop….”
Elia squatted down in front of her and stroked her hair, answering in a different, kinder voice.
“Oh, if anyone sees it, they’ll think we’ve been bullying you.”
Cassandra began to shake her body. Elia’s cruelty was something that a mere human could not bear.
Elia got to the point, wondering if her stress had been relieved.
“Aren’t you the kind of person who can’t see humans as humans anyway? With that level of talent, everyone would look like bugs. Right? No?”
She answered in a loud voice, nodding her head vigorously, lest sparks fly again.
“Right!”
“Well, that’s why I did that to my dad and lived a proud life.”
Elia’s voice calmed down for a moment, but she didn’t take any action, as if she had read my desire to get out of this place.
“What you will do from now on is simple. We’ll keep the heart safe, so just run amok in the human village like you did when you killed Helga. Is it easy?”
The option of refusal did not exist from the beginning, and even if there was, I did not have the courage to choose it.
Cassandra had no feelings left to feel her humiliation. In the face of overwhelming force, simply following was the best way to protect her body.
Stella approached Cassandra as she fell on the floor in tears and whispered something to her.
After her brief conversation, Cassandra put on a bright face that made her forget the humiliation she had suffered so far.
Sometimes really? The way he asked was like looking at an innocent child.
Didn’t something similar happen when you brought Helga? She was a little curious about what kind of desire aroused her, and she was a little curious about how she could make such an expression after she had suffered only so far, but she decided to endure it for now.
Stella looked back and forth between Ellie and Cassandra and tried to suggest something of her, but she shut her mouth.
“Elia… not.”
Perhaps she was thinking of attaching Elia to Cassandra, the same wizard as she attached Olivia to Helga, but Cassandra had no room to grow further, and she was sure that Cassandra would be ruined if she stuck with Elia.
I stretched out and stepped out of the magic tower.
I could feel Cassandra’s magical power growing stronger again, but that arrow would never be directed at us again.
Now there is only one thing left.
I followed the traces of Leon left behind by Cassandra.