The Villain Who Robbed the Heroines chapter 61

The Villain Who Robbed the Heroines 61

It hurt.

The cacophony of the cut organs went all the way down the spine and into the brain, so even as they were lifted and moved, a great deal of pain permeated.

There was so much blood shed that his vision was blurry even though he was wearing glasses.

The dark night sky seemed to glow in a lavender color.

The reason he could not lose his mind in the midst of this was because his body was out of symmetry due to his side being pierced on only one side.

Should I ask the clinician who will go into surgery to cut off the opposite side and leave the same scar marks?

I turned my head when the people who were carrying them carefully stopped for a while to hold on to such frivolous thoughts.

And at the end of that gaze… …

Watching Ciel Midford walking through the prison of fire created by the Apollyon-class elemental wizard, the elder of the Duke of Roswell, made me burst into laughter.

‘Eupemia… … ‘

You tell Ciel Midford… …

I said that if you give me frustration, I will succumb to reality.

But look… …

The main characters are originally from that kind of people.

Even in situations in which ordinary people would be hopeless and frustrated.

Overcome it and try to defeat the evil that stands in the opposite direction of fate, with a shining miracle.

‘okay… … ‘

with a happy ending.

With a bad ending.

independent of the main character’s life form.

‘This world is… … ‘

Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

My… … It is waiting for the villain to die.

* * * * *

But the underworld doesn’t want him to die.

* * * * *

Koo!

squeaky… … !

I didn’t want it, but the huge gate of the underworld descended in front of Ferzen and forcibly opened it, and an intangible chain digs inside.

At the same time, the gate of the underworld, the nameplate engraved on it is forcibly fixed.

Something is being pulled from beyond… …

──Mee!

He ate the sword of Ciel Midford, which could be said to be sweet, with the sound of a goat’s cry and incomplete anti-horse energy.

Palak!

Palak!

Palak!

And even though the wind did not blow, the book that suddenly appeared and exuded an ominous energy opened a certain page, lit up a particularly long name, and demanded of Ferzen as if to read it.

“ξμφφ… … ”

It’s definitely a language I don’t know.

Ferzen could read it naturally.

And the moment Ferzen mentioned his name, a liquid thicker than darkness dripped from the moon rising above the night sky and wet the gates of the underworld.

At the same time, the monster from the underworld, which was sticking out only its head, and making the cry of a goat, lubricates it and walks out smoothly.

Although the cry is a goat, the second floor of the underworld that doesn’t have any goat-like features—a monster that lives in Raurava.

‘In general, why is there a monster that is not going to be tangent… … ‘

There are monsters who are promoted from the first floor of the underworld, given a name, and gradually climb up the floors by accumulating trading performance.

A monster born through breeding is given the ability to naturally ‘grow’ up to the level of its mother.

It takes a long time, but thanks to that, the monsters usually do not respond to the requests of the warlocks… …

Tired!

Ferzen had a headache.

This information is not spread out in this world.

It was a fact that no other warlock knew.

Why is he… …

I found out that this monster was born through reproduction.

The moment I recognized it, was it possible to recall related knowledge?

I do not know.

I didn’t even tell you… …

The spirit that had barely endured wears out, and the eyes close.

It was a situation where there was a lot of wounds on the side and bleeding.

As the remaining magic power was forcibly consumed by the gates of the underworld, the magic exhaustion phenomenon came, and Ferzen lowered her head.

When Ferzen, the summoner, lost consciousness, the monster who had pierced Ciel’s body with his tentacles naturally disappeared into the underworld… …

On May 7, the imperial banquet ended with nothing but a riot.

* * * * *

“Hmm… … ”

Looking at the cluttered conclusion of the banquet, Gremory quietly turned his head.

Inas den Prussian Lobelium, she knew all too well why he purposely insulted and provoked Fersen.

Because I knew him so well, I was having fun watching the play he was doing for himself, praising his spirit… …

Seeing how he was trying to harm Brutein’s lineage, he couldn’t understand how far the play was going.

Fortunately, however, that question was resolved by Prince Inas’ desperate cry as he was taken to prison.

Everything was discussed in advance with Ferzen von Schweig Ruerg.

Also, it was the dogma of a knight named Ciel Midford who tried to assassinate him.

‘If all of that is true… … ‘

assuming that Ferzen wakes up safely.

It seemed like a plate that could be polished enough.

Rather, depending on the progress of the work, you might be able to take one stone or two birds.

* * * * *

“… … ”

There is a strong smell of blood.

Ferzen’s bloodstains stretched out into the operating room.

And seeing the legislators drawing blood from people and delivering it inside for him, Euphemia felt as if she had been an uninvited guest even though she was his wife.

When will the surgery be finished?

It’s already past 3 in the morning.

Although Euphemia had no knowledge of the medical field, he could clearly guess that the atmosphere was unusual.

Bump… …

A doctor with a tired face, wearing a surgical gown, walks out.

His distinctive sterilized gown was stained with reddish blood, and his stern eyes looked as if he was a dead person.

“I’ll change you… … ”

“The elapsed time… … ”

“You’ll see when you go in.”

A major operation that takes a long time accumulates a lot of fatigue.

What’s more, if the subject is of Brutein’s blood… …

The burden of the clinicians, who are feeling even more pressure than the general patient, would be indescribable.

Close!

As soon as the alternate member entered the room, the member who came out took off his gloves, picked up a cookie filled with whipped cream, and forcibly chewed it.

By consuming high-calorie foods, the goal is to recover the energy consumed in a cost-effective manner as much as possible.

“Draw more blood… … ”

“Have you already pulled enough and delivered it?”

“Not enough… … I can’t stop bleeding… … The patient’s stamina has been holding up until now. To be honest, I’m even ready to blow my throat.”

Their guardian, Euphemia, is sitting nearby, and the lawmakers speak in a voice that holds their breath as much as possible… …

It was such a quiet place, their conversations were faintly but accurately penetrated into Euphemia’s ears.

“I, I… … !”

In a hurry, she got up from her seat, approached the doctor in front of him, rolled up her sleeves, and held out her white arms in front of her.

“My blood… … Please pick me up… … ”

“… … Do you have the same blood type?”

“… … ”

He had stayed still until now, and was curious about Euphemia, who is doing this now, and the lawmaker asked the most basic question, but Euphemia did not utter a word.

Because it doesn’t matter if it’s the same or different… …

Because I didn’t know Ferzen’s blood type at all.

“Count Ruerg… … You are type B.”

“ah… … ”

At the senator’s words, Euphemia carefully removed her trembling arms.

Then he took a staggering step, returned to his place again, sat down helplessly, and bowed his head.

Why is the vague pain digging into his chest in the reality of not being of any help to him in the operating room?

… … Maybe it’s because of guilt.

Ciel, who tried to kill him, was obviously the one who tried to defend and protect him until the end.

But really, Euphemia… …

Ciel, Ciel Midford.

I didn’t know it would do that.

For myself, to the point of giving up my life… …

I didn’t know if he was going to kill Ferzen.

And Euphemia at his sacrifice… …

I wasn’t happy at all.

Rather, it only produced sadness, and even anger blossomed.

Having done this so far, what is left?

In the worst form, don’t they only inflict pain on each other?

Ciel Midford is imprisoned in the Imperial Palace, awaiting execution.

Ferzen von Schweig Brutein is alive and dead in the operating room.

And the helpless self, Euphemia El Laurenne Ruerg.

tuk.

Tears flowed from her golden eyes.

‘Ciel… … ‘

I don’t know what you’re trying to give me

However… …

If the process of moving forward is so painful.

rather… …

A life tamed by Ferzen is much better.

Euphemia clenched her skirt tightly and let go of her neck and wept bitterly.

* * * * *

therefore.

6 o’clock in the morning.

As of yet, Ferzen has not left the operating room.

* * * * *

Only the sun rises quietly, signaling that it is morning.

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Comment

  1. Anon says:

    i’m still unable to accept that this world doesn’t have healing magic

  2. MrPojsomnoj says:

    Both guys are being a jerk to Euphemia.

  3. Wicked . Wicked . says:

    “Should i ask the clinician to cut of the opposite sides and leave the same mark?”
    Lol

  4. That was unexpected but welcome

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