31: The Villainess is Furious
“What the hell is that supposed to mean—!?”
Reflexively, I pushed the man away.
But, for some reason, he only grew more ecstatic.
“Ooh, Nora, it is you after all!”
There was no way the Sagacious King, a well-known historical figure, could still be alive.
Did he just call me Nora?
—He even said that he missed me!
I wanted to puke… If the king was indeed my fiancé of 800 years ago, Hiel Von Nouwen, I’d regurgitate my stomach’s contents right then and there.
“Did you forget everything you’ve done to me!? You—”
“— I know. What I did back then was really foolish. I was jealous of your talent, and I left you for a woman that suited my fancy. As time went on, the more I mastered magic, the more I cursed my own stupidity. But you are here now, what a miracle! Can you please give me a chance to apologize? I realized it too late, but you’re the only one for me!”
…What is he saying?
At that moment, I couldn’t even spare the effort to consider whether or not it was possible for him to still be here, 800 years later.
Is that something a person who falsely accused someone and had her sealed for 800 years should say?
‘I realized it too late, but you’re the only one for me’—?
Do you know how sad I was? How miserable I was? How much I lamented it? How much despair I felt?
Dream on. Or rather, just die. I’ll die soon anyway.
So why do I have to hear such nonsense after 800 years?
I was so frustrated, words escaped me.
Despite that, Hiel, who still retained a vestige of his past, got down on not just one knee, but both, before taking both of my hands.
“Forgive me! What I did is absolutely unforgivable! Please, I want you to give me a chance to make amends! And please, be my lifelong companion! I’ll give you the world!”
“…I don’t need anything like that.”
Sentiments that should’ve faded long ago resurfaced in my mind.
As an orphan, what I wanted was a real family. I was lonely due to my high ability, and all I wanted was just a friend.
Even if it was a politically marriage with a member of the royal family, we walked the same path—the path of magic. Because of the differences in our abilities, sometimes we fought and other times we laughed.
I truly wished to walk that path together—
—I recalled those faint hopes.
I wasn’t foolish enough to get caught up in delusions.
I shook his hands off as hard as I could.
“Don’t ever show up in front of me again.”
Without looking at his expression, I turned on my heels.
Why is that man from 800 years ago still alive today?
No, although they looked similar, they were two different people.
Could it be, just like me, his consciousness remains in this world?
When I looked up, I found Eivind Dahl in front of me. I could tell by his expression that he was worried about me.
He hasn’t said a word. How unusual…
Well, I can see why.
What was he supposed to say after watching that 800-year-old scene of chaos?
After all, Eivind was still 18 years old. Perhaps, he might even find it scary.
So, I smiled at him.
“Did I show you something unsightly?”
“…Nothing like that. It was cool.”
“Do you think so?”
It happened just as I was covering my heavy eyelids.
“Does Nora like this man?”
I instinctively clicked my tongue when that man spoke again.
Even so, I couldn’t help but turn around because of the malicious laughter that soon followed.
That man had a haughty grin for some reason.
“If you like that body, fine! It’ll be mine soon!”
“Cut the crap!”
At the same time as I screamed, my magic exploded. Magic that wasn’t properly woven was dangerous. However, Hiel smiled as if relieved by the shockwave that broke through the surrounding windows.
“Please wait just a little longer. That body will be mine soon…”
Before the blast could hit, he vanished. Teleportation.
“Dammit.”
I could no longer feel my legs.
Ah, it’s gone. Without knowing it, I had used Cecily’s magic. I’m sorry. Forgive me, Cecily…
Eivind caught me just as I was falling over.
He spoke meekly.
“I’m sorry for keeping silent for so long. The King has been targeting my body. For 800 years, the King has been possessing his eldest sons… However, it’s nothing more than a curse, and those of the royal family are plagued by short life spans. Now he’s trying to possess someone non-blood-related, and I’m next. What a farce, right?”
Indeed. The whole thing is a farce.
…But to think that Eivind is involved…
“Then why did you come to the Royal Institute of Magic…?”
“I need the cutting-edge facility to conduct my research.”
Research for resurrection…?
Right when I was about to ask him that—
“Hey, how long have you been idling here!?”
The person rapidly approaching was my beloved Anita.
Being angry is part of her charm, after all.
“Why are you in such tatters!?”
Although she was surprised by the broken glass, she continued towards me undeterred.
“Anita, what’s wrong—”
—Before I could finish asking, Anita spoke with a serious look on her face.
“—Enough chit-chat, the after party is about to begin!”
***T/N: YOOO GUYSS TURNS OUT POSSESSION PLAYS A HUGE PART IN THIS STORYYYYYYY
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