It Is Fate To Be Loved by the Villains chapter 316

316. Highlight

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Professor Mobius looked at the unexpected appearance of Eleanor Erina Ri La Tristan with a deeply furrowed brow.

“The vessel of the Gray Devil.”

Eleanor Erina Ri La Tristan.

Looking at her suddenly popping up, he felt a headache he hadn’t had before coming over him.

He let out a sigh and glanced at Dowd, who looked exhausted just by looking at him.

“All the effort I put into preparing the stage, and now this disruptor appears.”

There’s no way this leak is going to be patched up.

Mobius sighed and got up from his seat.

Around Eleanor’s heart, the “colors” of the surrounding world were becoming hazy.

The landscape remained untouched, but the fading of colors from within seemed as if someone was ‘erasing’ the world with an eraser.

“…From the beginning, this was a mutually agreed ‘condition trade.'”

“Even if the other party wins, it seems a bit strange to call it a trade if there is no intention to fulfill the demands. The term ‘compromise’ is more fitting.”

That’s true.

Professor Mobius smiled playfully as he looked at the control key he had just taken out.

Of course, this was just a superficial act. The real control was in his hands, capable of remotely manipulating it with the various means he had prepared in advance.

Whether he wins or loses, he never intended to simply release them from the beginning.

“But.”

He crossed his legs and rested his chin on his hand.

It was the composure that comes from a clear conviction of having the upper hand.

Just looking at the following sentences, it was apparent.

“What can you do from your side?”

Indeed, that was the case.

Even in this moment, he could simply cut off Astrid’s breathing with just his thoughts.

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Of course, he wouldn’t do that. Mage research was indispensable for his objectives, and especially Dowd Campbell, who had risen from ‘human’ to ‘different species,’ was a valuable specimen.

Rather, it was much better to have such ‘control means’ in place and make them follow his intentions.

All of this was simply a kind of ‘educational process’ to make them a little more submissive. Astrid’s life was too precious to be risked on something like that.

So.

“When the use of magic is detected beyond a certain point, I’ve set it up to turn off Professor Astrid’s life support device remotely. I hope you won’t interfere.”

It was already within the expected range that nearby humans would intervene.

This was a safety precaution for that.

As he spoke confidently, Elenoire’s head turned stubbornly.

“Well, I thought that someone as cunning as you would have such thoughts.”

“I appreciate your understanding. So please cooperate quietly with me-“

“But.”

Elenoire calmly continued speaking.

“A cohabitant who shares my body always has to agree.”

At the same time.

The spreading ‘blur’ phenomenon that was slowly expanding around suddenly stopped, as if under someone’s control.

“-Complete control of magi?”

That has a different research value from Daoud Campbell.

Only a demon can fully manipulate magi. No matter how powerful the vessel, it is ‘structurally’ impossible.

“Anyone who messes with Daoud will follow him to the ends of hell to lend a hand.”

As Mobius entertained such thoughts, that sentence fell before him.

“So, for now.”

Following.

“A little, shall we change it?”

The next moment.

Mobius, with a deeply furrowed face, looked ahead.

‘The vessel of the gray demon.’

Elenor Erinarije La Tristan.

Seeing her suddenly appear, it feels like a headache that wasn’t there before is coming on.

He sighed and, with a sharp look, turned to Daoud, who looked visibly exhausted.

“I put a lot of effort into it.”

He had pushed such a great prey into the carefully prepared stage, right before capturing it, and now, an interferer appeared.

It’s not easy to have the blood spilled like this.

Mobius sighed and stood up from his seat.

Around Elenor’s heart, the ‘colors’ of the surrounding world are getting blurry.

The landscape remains the same, but the colors are slowly fading from the inside, as if someone is ‘erasing’ the world with an eraser.

“…From the beginning, this was a mutually agreed ‘conditional deal.”

“Even if the other party wins, it’s a bit odd to say it’s a deal if they have no intention of fulfilling the demands. Collaboration seems more fitting.”

“That’s too much. This is something that came from my heart.”

He said that, brushing his hair casually.

“If you can defeat me one-on-one, you can take as much of this as you want.”

This control key is the only means to control Professor Astrid. It was designed from the beginning as such a precious item, and it’s certainly unfair to receive such slander and negativity.

“…”

Mobius shuddered and stopped his thoughts midway.

No.

This is not it.

The plan he had originally thought of, this is not it.

“What have you done…?”

He barely managed to say those words while clutching his throbbing head as if it was about to break.

Something is off, something strange.

He checks himself.

Whether it’s his body, mind, or emotions, nothing feels strange. The probability of the other person tampering with something on ‘himself’ is very low.

But.

Something has changed.

Something very important, something very serious has changed.

“Indeed.”

And before his eyes.

Elnoir, drenched in sweat, was pulling the hair stuck to his forehead with his fingers.

The one clutching his frozen head due to a headache is indeed himself, but the other person doesn’t seem to be in such a good condition either.

His entire body is drenched in sweat to the point where it’s clearly visible. It’s as if all the ‘energy’ has been completely drained.

“It’s not complete yet. Clearly, there are limits to the human body, as the housemate said.”

“-What?”

“It means that miraculous ‘transformation’ seems impossible. Just by changing a small fact, to this extent, if I try to alter a life-related fact, my life might be at stake.”

“…”

“Moreover, didn’t you quickly notice that something was off over there? Maybe it’s because it’s a place where even different worldlines can be observed.”

It’s a series of sentences with unclear meaning.

But when Mobius heard those words, his brain sank heavily. He examines each possibility.

It’s the brain activity of the person sitting in the position of the leader among the Primordials gathered at Matop, known as the mind superiors.

Even if the words seem completely useless, the time it took to derive an approximation of the ‘answer’ based on the current situation was almost instantaneous.

“-Manipulation of cause and effect?”

He inwardly groaned as he recalled that word.

He already knows from the information that the gray demon can wield powers related to ‘time.’

And that.

If all sorts of logical, scientific, and abstract concepts are thrown in, it’s theoretically possible to manipulate time and even interfere with the ’cause’ that accumulates events.

But, that is still just a theory.

If that’s really possible.

That…

That’s truly…

Could it be a being beyond the gods?

“-You.”

However, even though such a being was hostile towards him,

Mobius first brought a joyful smile to his face.

A subject of research.

The answer to the enigma he had sought for so long, presented in an instant!

“I’d like to keep it as a research specimen for a long time. I won’t ever let it go.”

“It must be a body with an owner. I won’t refuse.”

“Even if you try to refuse, you won’t be able to escape. Thank you for revealing that you’ve rendered yourself powerless.”

“Are you a fool?”

“…”

It would be quite an unfamiliar insult for a subject who could be called the most intelligent among humans.

However, Eleanor continued to speak with a genuine tone.

The expression in her eyes was almost filled with disdain and pity.

“Have you ever thought that I gave away this information without any concern?”

“-Even if you look at it, Magi is already in a state that cannot be extracted. What can you do-“

“Don’t worry about that.”

With a smirk, those words were spoken.

“I won’t be the one to give you retribution.”

I didn’t say that. What I’m talking about is simply ‘balancing’ things.

Before Mobius could fully understand such a statement…

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——-!!!!!!!!

A fierce blow of authority struck directly to his face.

If it hadn’t been for the protective barrier generated in response, the brutal strike could have easily blown his head off.

“Automatic defense barrier? Perfect for someone who hides behind a woman’s skirt.”

“-I don’t want to hear from someone who cowers behind a woman’s skirt.”

As he pushed his body back, which had been pushed back for a while, Mobius responded with a heavily wrinkled face.

When on earth did it come so close to him?

He could see Dowd, who spat out boiling phlegm with a ‘phew’ and wiped his nose with his sleeve.

“Aren’t you ashamed? Depending on others for everything?”

“Uh.”

“…”

“If you’re sulking, why don’t you go find a good woman too?”

“Well, isn’t a good wife’s support the first virtue of a man?”

Mobius let out a deep sigh.

He was filled with annoyance.

He had been tricked. He didn’t know what kind of trickery it was.

Anyway.

It was clear that nothing would go well if he didn’t personally handle it.

“…They said they get along.”

Eventually, he tightly clenched the machine staff that he always carried.

Even in a 1:1 battle, he had no intention of retreating.

The pinnacle of human technology was the Martop.

And his ‘body’ was the embodiment of that technology.

Fighting was undoubtedly his forte.

“You seem quite golden, so let’s go together and find out.”

Versus Mobius Jeon.

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