It Is Fate To Be Loved by the Villains chapter 194

194. Lion’s Citadel (2)

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If you think about your memories in the game, Lion’s Citadel is one of the most intuitive ‘mini dungeons’.

The composition itself is simple and ignorant.

Considering that most of Sera’s main dungeon raids are divided into three phases: searching for key items, breaking through traps covered with gimmicks, and defeating the boss afterwards.

This is all because we have put in great effort to prevent anyone from entering this place. Such an evaluation would be appropriate.

However, the structure of the trap is brutal because it is such a simple structure.

This is a fact that can be known just by looking at these beams pouring down from overhead.

The bright light pouring in front, back, left and right fills the surroundings. These are techniques that automatically track and attack an ‘intruder’ when it is discovered.

It’s not just a random attack, it’s characterized by a densely laid path that must be hit.

“This is a bit strange.”

“Yes?”

“What is the need to install these things extensively here? It’s a place used by those who have already died anyway.”

“…”

“I don’t think management has been done properly.”

It can be seen as a very cynical remark for evaluating one’s own death.

But there is nothing wrong with the words themselves.

Since the Guardians committed to the Red Night Crisis were annihilated, these are the ones who are quickly forgotten without even being properly dealt with as they do not belong to any faction.

If I recall some of my memories of playing Sera, the follow-up measures against the Guardians weren’t very good.

The biggest reason is that these people were people who did not belong to any faction.

It would be good to see this phenomenon as a clear reflection of the current situation of the empire, which is apparently the most powerful of the three hegemonic powers, but only cares about its own power.

“…By the way, you.”

“Hmm?”

“How can you afford to be in a situation like this…?”

It is definitely so.

In the first place, now.

Because I’m standing in the middle of the trap I mentioned earlier, receiving attacks from all directions.

“Is this good enough?”

“…”

“When I was on active duty, the training was much worse than this.”

Saying that, Caliban, who ‘controlled’ my body, replied.

As I asked Caliban in advance, this person is now moving my body instead.

Even in the midst of multiple spells that felt both malice and murderous intent to kill the other person, he managed to find a gap where a needle could enter and move his body around.

Of course, it’s a life-threatening situation, so it’s an EX-class desperate situation, but it has nothing to do with that in the first place.

Walk one step. Tilt your head slightly. A bit of a sidewalk.

It’s mind-boggling to see how you can break through such a bloody trap with the minimum amount of movement available back and forth, left and right.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that it’s a level of difficulty where you see gunfire coming from all sides and avoid it after seeing him pull the trigger, but he manages to do it with such ease.

‘…I can see where that monstrous sense came from.’

It is no exaggeration to say that Elijah, who grabbed her holy sword, exploded her potential from then on.

As if she is not the ‘protagonist’ of this world for nothing, from then on, she will become the only being who can equal the demons, the strongest beings in the world.

And the strength of the guy that makes him show off such strength is his ‘combat sense’ that comes out close to instinct every moment.

Just like Caliban is showing now, showing the move closest to the correct answer every moment.

‘…I don’t understand that there are guys stronger than this.’

For those who are certain that they will definitely be above Caliban, there are only those who have received the title of saints, such as those who are at most the master of the mage tower or the swordsman.

Of course, it would be possible to some degree to be matched by Marquis Kendrid or Archduke Tristan, but nonetheless,

To the point of feeling that the strong people see the world is so different.

“Okay. Pass this trap too.”

With that said, the killing range of the rays pouring in from the surroundings is also out of the way.

“By the way, your body is really good. Could this be enough to survive?”

“…”

That would be useful.

It is an EX-class desperate body. A fraudulent skill that allows even a country whose stats are at the level of bugs to compete with the strongest in the world.

I don’t know what you mean by surviving.

“No, the girls lined up to run over you. Right now, my brother also-“

A gurgling sound is heard.

Caliban’s words cut off at the same time.

“…Hey, Caliban.”

“Um.”

“I didn’t hear that wrong, did I?”

“No. I heard it too.”

Somehow, every time Caliban, who has been anxious to beat her sister to the point of strange since earlier, says something like this, a violent reaction comes back from somewhere.

Look around with a serious expression. If it’s possible –

“…Could there be another spiritual body nearby?”

The spiritual bodies of the other guardians are still around here.

Of course, looking at Caliban’s face looking at me pitifully, this side doesn’t agree.

“No, I mean, sometimes you get a little weirdly stupid.”

Caliban sighed and continued her words.

“Honestly, it’s even weirder that you don’t know-“

Caliban, who was about to say that, shut her mouth as if she had suddenly realized something.

Then, he turns to look at my face and the direction where the voice came from.

“-Hmm.”

And hearing that voice, an ominous feeling suddenly surged up behind me.

“…What is it?”

I asked with a look of doubt at Caliban’s words, but instead of answering, Caliban only grinned.

“You know. To be honest, from my point of view, the eyes are very cold. From my point of view, I want you and Elijah to be a little closer.”

“…”

What are you talking about all of a sudden?

“Isn’t it obvious? It’s my only pit. I want him to have a happy future. But as long as you’re… I don’t think you’re such a bad mate.”

“…Compliments, thank you…?”

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It’s a bit bewildering that someone who’s always been a trash, a playboy, or a prostitute, who puts in extreme deals, says this.

Did I look good enough for this person?

“Well, trash, flirt and playboy are right. But at least I’m not the type of bad guy to pluck tears from Elijah’s eyes.”

“…”

“You’re secretly a steamed-up girl. You. I can’t get enough of her pulse when she dashes first.”

I have no idea what you want to say.

As he spoke, Caliban’s gaze kept wandering backwards.

“In that respect. You, it’s easy to be subdued. It’s because I’m subtly weak when it comes to bumping into ‘seriously’ instead of pushing hard.”

It feels as if he is deliberately saying these words in the form of giving them a ‘hint’.

“…What the hell have you been talking about?”

“Just, thinking about it again, I think I am also a ghost.”

“…”

This is what I feel after materializing it.

This person subtly resembles me whenever he makes an expression like this.

Did you get it from me?

“Do you have a spirit body that you can guess?”

“I don’t know about that.”

Caliban continued, curling up the corners of her mouth.

“Let’s ask a question while we’re talking. What do you really think, Elijah?”

“…”

My head hurts when I see him say that with a sinister smile.

“…Why is that all of a sudden?”

“If you don’t answer, they won’t help you?”

“…”

It’s a really bloody sound in the middle of breaking through a trap.

So I answer with a sigh.

“…I feel most comfortable when I am with you.”

“More details.”

“Anyway, he was the only one who said he would ‘protect’ me. It actually depends to some extent. Probably will in the future.”

Aren’t you the main character of this world?

Aside from having a crush on me, being the most important person is important, and it is an undeniable fact that I have to rely on that.

“That, you mean you like it?”

The sound of someone gasping again comes from nearby.

“…No, really, why do you keep doing this from earlier-“

“I thought someone might need some courage. It’s because all of them need something like that, right?”

“What are you talking about, mister?”

“If you don’t answer, I won’t help you?”

“…”

This guy is real.

Even though I feel embarrassed, I finally answer.

“…In hindsight, yes. I like you.”

“Okay. One more time. Clearly in sentences.”

“No, you mad man. What are we going to do now-“

“Won’t you help me?”

“…”

Again, I answer with a sigh.

“Yes. I like Elijah.”

From nearby coughing sounds, gasping for breath can be heard.

“Again. A little more romantic.”

“…Doud Campbell likes Elijah Krissanax.”

I give up in desperation and do everything you ask me to do.

I don’t know why, but they keep threatening me for not helping me. What can I do?

As soon as I heard that, it was accompanied by an ah, aww, not knowing what to do.

“Ah, ha, ha, ha…”

“…”

Come later.

You can hear lively breathing sounds that ghosts can never make.

He looks excited. I even feel a lot of lust rising up all over my body.

If you talk a little harshly.

This is just a female voice in heat.

“…”

Is it a spirit body?

Suddenly, I feel something strange.

‘…Ah, I don’t know.’

The feeling that something is strange is conveyed very desperately, but right now, thanks to breaking through all the traps, we arrived at the target point.

“…This is it.”

And then, Caliban’s expression hardened slightly when he saw the place he had arrived.

The deepest part of the Lion’s Citadel.

This is the Hall of Fame where guardians who died during missions are enshrined.

Originally, it should have been a place of reverent remembrance with urns and tombstones.

“…”

“…”

Caliban and I shut up at the same time.

The sight that unfolded around me was terrifying.

A smashed tombstone. Keepsakes of the guardians who were ‘purified’ by burning.

Respect for the deceased or courtesy to honor the repose is nowhere to be found.

“…I thought it would be like this.”

Caliban opened his mouth bitterly.

All the guardians died in the fire created by the Red Devil. It’s a keepsake, a corpse, and all of them are said to be clinging to that strong demonic energy.

Devil’s Magi can be said to be extremely poisonous on its own, but especially if it’s the Red Devil’s Magi, which has hostile feelings towards ‘life’ in the material world.

“…Though he went through such hardships and even risked his life, it’s not very pleasant to see him like this.”

“Your achievements are unquestionably great, Caliban.”

“I don’t think the Empire thinks so, does it?”

That’s right.

Whatever the reason, this treatment is unjust.

Guardians are heroes. He jumped at the devil with a human body and eventually caused a miracle that he succeeded in sealing it.

And this.

It’s not honoring those who sacrificed their lives to protect the empire by causing such a miracle, but it’s an inhumane act on the level of incinerating a corpse infected with an infectious disease.

“…”

Passing such a scene without a word.

Stand up on the altar to find the ‘targeted object’.

An altar engraved with the name Caliban Krisanax.

Climb on top of it and retrieve an item.

This is the full body armor that this person wore during his lifetime.

What I’m aiming for is the lion breastplate stuck in the center.

“…Did you come all the way here to find one? That is nothing.”

Caliban tilted his head and said so.

Obviously, this by itself has no effect.

This is just an accessory that was embedded in the armor. There is no such thing as a great ability.

But.

“…No.”

Answer calmly.

“This is the key.”

While thinking so, I called up a window.

＜ System Message ＞

[ ‘Main Quest’ is updated! ]

＜ Quest Info ＞

[ Main Quest ] 〖 Chapter 4 – Red Night 〗

[ Stop the rampage of the target ‘Fanol’! ]

A demon in Chapter 1, a boy king in Chapter 2, and an ancient god in Chapter 3.

And.

‘…The devil’s vessel ran out of control in Chapter 4.’

Three pieces, too.

Perhaps in the last hero selection ordeal that takes place in the Holy Land, Fenol is sure to run out of control. It’s a ‘boss battle’ of chapter 4 that is confirmed in every quarter.

The only consolation is that he did not meet the ‘body’, but considering what happened in the furnace of struggle when the two-piece Elnor ran rampant, it’s a funny situation to say it’s comforting.

If that’s fortunate enough.

Because it is a ‘predetermined’ future, you can make preparations for it.

Not only is Faynol extremely wary of letting demons run wild, but the Red Devil also has a record of being ‘subdued’ once.

To the guardians wearing this lion breastplate.

By combining the two characteristics, there is a way to somehow calm down the runaway three-piece bowl.

“Caliban. I’m sorry to see you like this.”

This is a very small dagger.

It can function when Caliban and the Guardians sacrifice their lives to succeed in sealing the demon once.

Without such a miracle, it can cause a ‘phenomenon’ that would never have been established.

It seems small, insignificant, and meaningless.

“…Is this?”

“You can look forward to it.”

A dagger that pierces the heart of the great evil called the Red Devil.

“I will prove to you that what you did was not in vain.”

With those words, I took the breastplate in my arms.

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