How to Survive as a Villain in a Novel

38 – Crisis

This is an alley where no one should have been.

[ When I came up through the menhole hole, it was an empty alley. He smiled as he breathed in the fresh air outside. No, it was Gwangso. He finally obtained the artifact he had been longing for. I enjoyed my victory for a while in that alley where no one was walking. ]

It was a depiction of the original work.

This is an alley where no one should have been.

But.

“Lee Han?”

Someone is standing.

The voice that came from behind me gave me goosebumps without even realizing it.

‘…Once in a while.’

If it is discovered that I stole Orbis’ relic.

Everything ends as it is.

“……”

Gulp.

I swallowed my saliva without realizing it.

Then, I carefully turned towards the voice.

Now, the duration of the mind’s eye is running out.

In it, there was the image of a girl.

Her hair, which was originally pure white, shines sacredly under the orange halogen light.

The delicate features that were infinitely beautiful but at the same time seemed fierce glared at me more sharply than ever.

A true saint.

Seon A-yeon.

“Why are you here?”

She asks with her eyes filled with strong suspicion.

This is not the stupid expression that Sun Ah-yeon always makes.

She is clearly suspicious of me.

‘How much do you know?’

I’m in a situation where I have to make an excuse somehow.

For some reason, I can’t think of an excuse.

My head is a mess.

The only thing that comes to mind is doubt.

How on earth does Sun A-yeon know about this secret passage, which was only mentioned in the original work?

Did Sun A-yeon entrust the request to Raine?

Then how on earth did you know about the existence of the ghost band?

I’m full of questions.

So what came out of my mouth was not an excuse, but stupid self-talk.

“Seon Ah-yeon, how on earth did you get here…?”

“That’s what I want to ask you, too.”

When Sun Ah-yeon coldly opened her mouth, I couldn’t help but feel a creepy sense of discomfort.

What kind of person is Sun Ah-yeon? She is a child who is gaslighted by a fake saint every day, and has become pure to her core.

She ran wild, saying she was going to kill me, but then quickly quieted down and said she would just give me her ice cream.

She is the Sun A-yeon I know, and she is the original Sun A-yeon.

‘But what is he doing now…’

The cold saint just stands there, as if everything up until now was just an act.

“I don’t know why you came out here. Well, it doesn’t matter anyway.”

In a situation where I couldn’t even figure out what was going on, I had no choice but to quietly wait for her words.

Yes.

Here, I have no choice but to obey Sun Ah-yeon.

“You stole the relic, right? Hand it over to me.”

“…No.”

Infinitely shabby denial.

Even that was very difficult.

I had to barely make fun of my refusing lips.

I feel like my mouth doesn’t belong to me.

Seon Ah-yeon’s eyes narrowed.

“You think you’re very clever, like you can solve everything by sneaking around and taking what isn’t yours. But you’re not as smart as you think. I think you’re a thief. “You can know as many things as you want. I am your master. So you must obey me here. That is what this hypnosis is.”

“No, it’s not like that.”

Seon Ah-yeon sighed at my denial and raised her eyebrows.

“I saw you open the manhole cover and come up.”

“That’s…”

Damn it.

Why won’t my mouth fall off?

Why on earth does Seon A-yeon look so scared?

It’s strange. Something is strange.

But her thoughts kept wandering.

“This sewer is clearly connected to the basement of the Orbis branch. Tell me! What you stole! Report to your master!”

Every single word she says is painful. I feel a compulsion to answer somehow.

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But I managed to endure it.

I had to endure it.

“……”

“Persistent person. How on earth do you withstand this brainwashing spell?”

Brainwashing? I don’t know what Seon A-yeon is saying.

Anyway. You have to endure it.

Deny it.

“What’s in that pocket?”

I held the sacred object tightly.

“Seon Ah-yeon, this has nothing to do with you.”

He retorted defensively.

I don’t know why, but it was painful because she was my master.

But she had to refute.

“I won’t punish you if you hand over what you stole.”

Seon Ah-yeon said coldly, taking a step closer.

The halogen shadow on her face flickered ominously, as if revealing the other side of Sun A-yeon.

… Wait a minute.

Are the halogen lights flickering?

Does the light usually flicker?

Is something strange?

“… Ah.”

I burst into laughter without realizing it.

Yes. Who am I?

A first-class villain.

What have I been afraid of all this time?

A look of urgency appears on Sun Ah-yeon’s face.

“You can’t disobey my orders here…! Stop! Sit down! Sit down!”

I just stretched out my finger.

– Clink!

The malice shot from the fingertips breaks the halogen light.

In an instant, the world is shaking.

* * *

A deep alley in Paris.

The surroundings, once colored in a dreamy orange color, each person finding their own color.

Seon A-yeon’s hair, which had been dyed orange, has returned to white.

Seon A-yeon’s face was extremely cold.

She returns to her original self.

“Ahh! I’m your master! I’m your master! Eight! Again! Hypnosis! Hypnosis!”

She fidgets and stamps her feet.

“How on earth did you break the hallucination!”

“Was it just a hallucination?”

I took a step towards Sun Ah-yeon.

“Hiik.”

Seon A-yeon takes a step back.

The confident appearance of Sun A-yeon from a moment ago disappears like an illusion.

“…I don’t know why your church is so serious about brainwashing illusions.”

The same goes for the fake saint Anna, and now even Sun Ah-yeon.

Of course, the goals of the two are worlds apart.

Seon Ah-yeon must have been trying to catch the thief of sacred items.

But.

A top-notch villain, especially when he farts and gets angry.

Anyway, it feels very bad for the villain who gets hit, right?

I walked towards Sun A-yeon with great strides.

“Don’t come closer!”

She was trembling and taking a step back.

Sun Zinc is just her s*xual power battery.

Unless in certain situations, her combat power is negligible.

I pushed her right up to her wall.

Hitting her back against the wall, she shakes her head and stretches her arms.

“Are you just trying to stop me with those thin arms?”

I grabbed both of her arms and pinned her to the wall.

So close that we can even feel each other’s breathing.

Sun Zinc’s breath, warmed by her fear, tickles the tip of her nose.

“It’s no use running away.”

“Huh. Hmm.”

“Now it’s my turn.”

So soft.

Seon Ah-yeon’s eyes are trembling with fear as she looks up at me. I pushed her like that.

“How on earth did you know about this place? Saint Anna Kirina. Did that b*tch give you instructions?”

They hired a ghost squad and moved based on overwhelming information. It was more plausible to assume that it was the clever Anna Kirina’s plan rather than the somewhat foolish Sun A-yeon.

But Sun A-yeon shook her head.

“Oh…No.”

“It’s no use trying to cover it up.”

“I’m not covering it up. I did it after seeing the engraving.”

“Engraving?”

What does this mean again?

“Well, that has nothing to do with you…”

“I guess I haven’t come to my senses yet.”

I intertwined Sun A-yeon’s fingers, which were pressing against her walls. And then she slowly bent her fingers towards the wall.

“It doesn’t matter? You’re setting a trap like this now.”

“Oh, it hurts…”

“They’re trying to make me hallucinate and frame me with a ridiculous accusation.”

“Please, please…”

“How is it none of my business?”

“Ma, I’ll tell you! So!”

Only then did I relax the pressure on her fingers.

But the pod was still held.

“Tell me. Why did you wait here? What were you trying to do? Be as detailed as possible.”

“……”

“And what is your identity?”

Seon Ah-yeon’s eyes settled with despair.

* * *

Zinc, who catches her breath,

I waited for a while.

In a corner of my mind, I had already finished guessing about her identity.

A piece of rice cake that the damn author shot and never recovered.

Regressor.

If she is a regressor, then everything makes sense.

It seems like they know some information about the future, and they hired a ghost squad.

At first she suspected that Anna Kirina might be her regressor, but now her mind is inclined towards her good friend.

As she said, her line seemed to move of her own will.

“Do you feel like talking now?”

I urged her.

There was no more time to wait for Sun Ah-yeon.

In order to establish an alibi, you have to return to the collapsed ballroom before it is repaired.

In a place that was in chaos due to an explosion, it was found in a corner as if it had been hit by fragments. That’s the end of my plan.

Pyeokkeok. Wow.

Suna-yeon opens and closes her mouth repeatedly, as if she doesn’t know what to say.

Well. The situation is probably too complicated for Sun Ah-yeon to explain from beginning to end.

Then… Did you say she was an imprint earlier?

It would be better to update with new information first.

Judging from her words alone, it seems like she only knows part of her memories before her return.

“If it’s difficult to explain in words, first show me the imprint.”

“But that’s on my body…”

“Body?”

“Yes… It’s engraved on the side that’s as invisible as possible.”

Saying that, Seon-a-yeon holds the hem of her skirt tightly.

That moment.

For an instant, my vision wavers.

It seems that the duration of her mind’s eye is running out.

There is no time.

“Listen.”

“…Yes?”

“Take a look.”

Let’s secretly put strength into her hands,

Seon-ah-yeon was shocked and opened her mouth.

“Let go, let go. I’ll show you.”

After untying the pod, Sun Ah-yeon’s free hand went to her skirt.

But.

“Woman. As expected, you are a villain.”

What she took out was not the hem of her skirt, but a golden teacup-shaped tool.

‘The Holy Grail of Divine Power!’

A sacred object that transforms sacred power and creates evil.

As soon as she confirmed it, she hurriedly unleashed her malicious intent and tried to rob him.

Seon Ah-yeon was one step, no, one breath faster.

“I offer up my sacred power, so please give me the strength to destroy evil.”

“Wow!”

The Holy Grail of divine power shining with a prayer containing sacred power.

I flew straight into the wall and hit it.

“Cough!”

A handful of blood pouring out.

‘I have to run away.’

An instinctive judgment was made.

The mind’s eye still remains. Just use Blink like this…

[ The Mind’s Eye’s duration has expired. ]

“Damn it.”

I guess.

I feel like I’m screwed.