The Main Heroines are Trying to Kill Me chapter 253

“Now this… what are you doing?”

“…hmm.”

In the situation room of the Hero’s Party temporary residence, Arya opened her mouth, glaring at Bener.

“Give me an acceptable explanation, otherwise…”

“You have to sit down first.”

After interrupting Arya’s words, Benaire politely pointed her hand towards the table and spoke, and Arya began to head there with a cold expression on her face.

“…where are you supposed to sit?”

However, Arya had to stop walking immediately. The table was full with no empty seats.

“I, there…”

Thanks to that, in the uncontrollably chilly atmosphere, Roswin, who had been watching until then, gently raised his hand.

“I, there…”

She began to speak with a very earnest expression on her face.

“F, I just got a call that Frey is alive…? But, where is Frey…?”

“that…”

“That is a matter that has not been confirmed with certainty yet.”

Bener, who raised his hand to stop the members who were about to say something to her, quietly stared at Roswin and answered.

“Yes, yes? But from what I’ve heard… obviously…”

“On that matter, Mr. Roswin speaks with me separately. So, excuse me, could you please stay out for a while?”

“Ah, I see… it is.”

Hearing those words, Roswin nodded with a pale expression and stood up.

‘Wow, I’m not sure… not…’

In fact, it was a request that should have been quite puzzled in the first place, but she didn’t have the time to care about it because she was insane.

[Auxiliary system]

> The Hero’s Identity

– As you know the identity of the hero……. [Freh]

Restoring system….[90% complete]

It was because the countdown of the ‘helper system’, whether it was a blessing or a curse, was suddenly rapidly approaching the end.

– Tub, Tub…

So, she staggered out of the control room, with a face that had become frizzy from not seeing sunlight for a while.

“…why did he let him go?”

Arya, who sat in the empty seat that Roswin had left the situation room, fixed her gaze on Bener and asked a question.

“To be honest, I… I’m suspicious of him.”

Then, with both hands on his chin, Benaire answered with a sharp voice.

“The person who gave the ‘potion’ to the hero… it’s probably Mr. Roswin.”

“……”

“So, I’m wondering if there is some kind of connection with Frey or the Demon King.”

Whether intentionally or by mistake, he had harmed the hero, so it was Benaire who was suspicious of it first.

“I got a call that my brother is actually alive.”

Arya, who was still glaring at her distastefully, continued the story while sitting crookedly in a chair, crossing her legs.

“And, I also got a call to join the hero’s party as an advisor instead of my brother.”

“Yeah, that was my request. It’s only Frey that’s wrong, the Starlight family itself… they’re descendants of the previous warriors.”

“I have no intention of denying that. But…”

When Benaire confirmed her words, Arya, who tilted her head slightly to the side, asked in an angry tone.

“… an assassination operation, isn’t it too much?”

“Are you pretending to be blood? Frey is a criminal. The heinous things he has done…”

Hearing those words, Benaire also leaned over in a slightly excited tone and started talking.

“I have no intention of wrapping it up at all.”

When Arya interrupted her with a cold expression, she stopped talking and started looking at Arya quietly.

“Oppa, you are definitely irreparable garbage.”

Having said that, she quietly took the papers out of her arms.

“These are documents I found in a secret space I accidentally found when my brother went missing and went back to the mansion.”

Pushing them towards Venaire, Arya said.

“He spreads false rumors that he is a ‘dead-end’ in the media, creating a sympathetic opinion. The reason he is actually sick is… a side effect of the power he received from the Demon King.”

“You must not have been able to take care of it. You wouldn’t have known that things would go so wrong.”

Arya, who looked at Benaire who was slowly reading the documents, put her hand on the desk and resumed the story.

“Your brother should be punished, for things like demoting to commoners, confiscation of all property and status, and permanent expulsion from the mansion.”

“……”

“Eternal contempt and contempt for me and others will be punishment for him. In short, karma.”

Arya, who made that determination in a resolute voice, looked at the dissatisfied Bener and murmured in a low voice.

“But… not as good as killing. That’s unacceptable.”

“…why?”

“I don’t feel obligated to tell you.”

“Twitch.”

Looking at Arya, whose eyes were slightly shaken, Benaire, who had a cold expression on her face, bowed her head and whispered quietly.

“He is no longer the good man you and I used to be.”

“………”

“It’s just a cancerous mass of the Empire that needs to be destroyed.”

Arya, who got up from her seat ignoring such Benere, immediately looked at her with fierce eyes and said:

“We cannot tolerate any further abuse of authority. Please cancel the operation immediately before intervening directly in the name of the Starlight family.”

Having said that, Arya left the people in the control room behind and started heading for the exit.

“…I’m on my way to meet my brother in person, so please be aware of that.”

The door closed like that, and there was silence for a while.

“I can’t.”

In such silence, Benaire was grinding his teeth.

“I’ll finish it myself…”

He got up from his seat with a cool expression and stretched out his hand to the sword that had been put down on the floor, but he involuntarily lowered his head to grab the sword, and then fell into silence.

It was because rye bread and coffee, prepared as a snack, topped with butter, were coming into her sight.

“…unlucky.”

Looking at it, Bener frowned, perhaps thinking of the past.

“Who was in charge of today’s snacks?”

After that, her expression gradually became wrinkled, and as soon as she asked a question in a cold voice, one of the attendants from the back came forward.

“Why, why are you like this…? Maybe there’s a problem with the food…?”

“No, it’s just the food I hate the most in the world.”

As she answered, she covered her mouth and spoke with a pale expression.

“Just looking at it makes me nauseous.”

“Ah, that’s right…”

“So, please don’t put this in front of me in the future.”

“I see…”

– Quajik…!

After contemplating for a while, Benaire, who smashed them with a strong sword, quietly left the control room and murmured.

“I’ll give you the end, Frey.”

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Time passed, and the sun that had stayed in the sky was just beginning to set.

“Frey, are you okay?”

“……”

After a meticulous brain battle and blood battle, Serena, who succeeded in walking arm in arm with Frey, asked a question with a worried expression when his complexion did not look good.

“I, don’t mind me.”

“Ugh.”

As Frey struggles to turn her gaze to the side and responds coldly, Serena opens her mouth with a sad expression on her face.

“Hey, I can’t do such a difficult thing.”

“What?”

“How can I not care when you’re next to me? I’m also with arms crossed, how on earth?”

“……..”

“It’s easier to make a formula that refutes the divine power. Don’t make it so difficult.”

As Serena said so in a sullen voice, Frey, who was moving, hardened her face slightly.

“Selena.”

And then, Frey asks a question in a low voice.

“Why do you like me?”

Hearing that, Serena responded immediately without thinking for even a second.

“I’m writing a thesis about it.”

“……..”

“The reasons why I like you are so many and varied, that you have academic value. So…”

“It’s creepy.”

“Ugh.”

Serena’s eyes fluttered, as she was making a grand plan to show love as a science to impress Frey.

“No, I’m joking… haha, really?”

‘The proposal to submit a thesis to academia as a marriage proposal and receive recognition is to be discarded. Good job on poking a little. Wait, then… What kind of proposal should I make…’

That said, the grand and perfect plan in her head from marriage to childbirth to childrearing and old age was being revised in real time.

“Ugh.”

“F, Frey?”

But at that moment, Frey, who was walking with her, suddenly began to stumble.

“Why are you doing this…!”

Serena, whose face turned blue thanks to this, quickly started checking Frey’s condition.

“…ah.”

I soon realized that he was quite exhausted.

“Hey, take it on me…! Frey…!”

Serena, who had been contemplating for a while thanks to this, immediately bowed her back and whispered as she looked back.

– Thump, thump…

Her heart was trembling with excitement at the fact that she could lift Frey.

“You don’t know the subject.”

However, Frey said with a puzzled expression and took a step back from her.

“Please keep your dignity.”

“yes…”

Serena, who had lost her spirits thanks to this, started walking forward with a slightly depressed expression.

“……..”

Frey’s gaze at Serena like that was fixed on her limp feet.

“…after.”

After a while, Frey sighed and slowly approached Serena.

– Sreuk…

“Hey!?”

Then, Frey wrapped her arms around Serena’s waist.

“What, what???”

As Frey leans her head on her shoulder with one more drink, Serena, who has barely caught her reason, almost blown away by Frey’s scent, asks a question.

“Let’s rest in that inn over there tonight.”

“ah…?”

“You don’t have to go over there, help me quickly.”

“Yeah, yeah…!”

Prey, who made an exquisite pose and supported each other with Serena’s strength, glanced at her as her face was hot and she was carefully holding the ball to herself, and then turned away.

Frey tilted her head like that for a moment, then went to the inn with Serena and murmured.

‘I’ve been feeling strange for some reason…?’

Frey’s hand wrapped around Serena’s waist, slightly tightening.

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When Frey and Serena were heading to the inn.

“Uh… uh…”

“Huh…”

In the forest far from them, Perloche was staring at someone with black chains.

“Lee, Ritra…”

“Really? Are you really going to do it?”

She was none other than the youngest paladin.

“Isn’t it irreversible?”

No, it was slightly different.

“I’ve been fooling myself like a mouse until now… Now I know that.”

Bright red eyes, the Paladin whispered in a cold voice.

“And, isn’t that already the limit? Actually, this was the last retry, wasn’t it?”

“……..”

At those words, Perloche quietly lowered his head, and the Paladin smiled a creepy smile.

“Stay here quietly.”

He gently stroked Perloche’s chin, who had tired eyes, and murmured as he moved.

“Then… Shall we go see the face of our weak protagonist?”

Something that took the form of a paladin like that slowly disappeared.

“………”

After that, Ferroche, who had been bowing his head for a while.

“…guguya, it’s now.”

Soon his eyes lit up and he murmured.

“nine.”

At the same time, her pet bird, which had been roaming the inn, began to descend rapidly.