I Became a Childhood Friend With the Villainous Saintess - Chapter 187



187 – Beyond Happy Ending (3)

[Excerpt from Saintess, Reverse Harem is Impure! (Complete) ????p]

A chilling wind blew through the empty hallway.

The path the wind passed. As if filling the empty space, an ominous sound rang out.

The palace was covered in dust as even the servants fled.

“To the lullaby the sea sings-”

Even in the empty palace, there was one place where human warmth remained.

It was the empress’s bedroom.

A room of meaningless luxury. A pregnant woman sang a sad song.

The shadow of the rocking chair moved slowly like her song.

Ellis looked at the teacups on the tea table, then looked away.

A hand caressing her swollen belly. A very careful hand gently caressed her belly as if trying to feel the baby’s movements.

Finally, as the child began to move her feet, Ellis smiled as if she was on the verge of tears.

The teacup smelled fragrant, but there was no sign of it having been touched.

There was still a reason why I couldn’t drink it.

Because there was a poison wrapper lying in front of the teacup.

It was a deadly poison that took effect immediately.

“Our lovely baby. Mommy… … I really wanted to hear our baby’s voice. I thought that if you would cry, “Wah-Wah-”, no matter how tired I was, I would gain strength… … .”

There are only two people in the room.

It was Ellis and Achilles. They were together, but they were not together.

Ellis unilaterally ignored Acleon, and Acleon was in no position to notice anything else.

His heart was already filled with joy.

That was understandable, as Temes’ presence had become ever closer.

It is incomparable to the fragments kept in the Temple of Order.

An overwhelming and immense divinity was approaching him.

The direct descent of Temes.

Achilles could not possibly think of any other possibility.

The moment Temes got close enough.

Achilles jumped to his feet and knelt before the door.

Even Ellis, who seemed to have given up on the world, stopped for a moment.

She too began to feel an indescribable amount of divinity.

Just being aware of it is enough to take your breath away, and yet you didn’t notice it as we got this close?

Achilles spoke with a voice full of emotion.

“Oh, here you come… … Lord Temes.”

Ellis’s mind became complicated.

The last I heard, Baal was definitely coming.

Only Achilles believed that Temes would come.

He decided to welcome God here, believing that he, as a saint, could not be wrong.

Ellis thought he was crazy, but she wouldn’t let him go, so she stayed with him.

But this is clearly the breath of God.

In particular, Ellis felt like it was Asirel, not Temes.

It felt as if Asherel himself had appeared on this earth.

I could immediately understand what the madman was talking about.

Soon a man appeared at the door.

Ellis’ lips trembled sweetly.

“I’ve kept you waiting for a long time.”

“Uh, how… … How on earth.”

As expected, what arrived was not some great god.

Because the man had clear evidence of the demon tribe.

Ellis’s reason cried out.

That is Baal. Behind the divinity of Asherel, a very dense magic is stirring.

It was a magic that was darker than Gamigin and more ferocious than Barbatos.

It is never a being that is beneficial to humans.

But the divinity of Ellis insisted that he was Asirel – the master of divinity was before his eyes.

‘God’ saw Achilles first.

“Oh, Temes. This lowly servant… … ”

When God said, ‘You have done what you need,’ Achilles’ head fell clean off.

There was no blood gushing out in a gross way.

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It just disappeared as if it had been a headless corpse from the beginning.

“Temes is already a dead god. He died before time. A divinity without will or thought has no meaning. That fool has spent his whole life chasing a god without substance.”

A body that collapses without strength.

Achilles died on his knees, bowing down even at his last moments.

God. No, Baal – perhaps it was Asherel, who threw a blue stone like a coin.

It was a stone that contained the power of Temes so pure that I could feel it.

Perhaps… … that is the identity of the faith that Achilles believed in with all his might.

The blue stone was a meaningless lump of faith, just like Baal’s words.

The back side of Temes was oppression, and the Order of Order was an order with an absolute vertical structure.

The oppressor Baal would have used that stone to impose order at will.

Like a tool.

“This has also served its purpose.”

A thick darkness enveloped the stone, and Baal stepped on it and broke it.

From that moment on, Themes’ divinity was completely erased from the world.

Sadly, Ellis felt holy in the darkness of Baal.

No matter how much I tried to deny it, I came to believe that that power was Asirel’s true face.

God took pity on Alice.

‘No. You’re wrong. That’s not the God I believed in.’

Ellis barely managed to pull herself together.

Unfortunately, her resolve was short-lived.

The heart that was about to harden completely shattered as soon as ‘Ashirel’ patted her head.

“You have suffered greatly. Thanks to you, I will achieve my long-cherished wish. Your body belongs to the hateful human race, but I am the one who created it. Therefore, you should be exempt from my revenge. I will grant you one wish. Tell me anything.”

Her mind suddenly became a mess.

Baal spoke in a gentle tone, as if he understood her feelings.

“What are you afraid of? I am not like Temes. The Dark God is dead, but I have inherited his divinity. Your god breathes before you, so you have nothing to fear. Yes… … you are like my child.”

In the end, Ellis could not defy Asherel.

Because her body and mind could not escape Asirel’s will.

However, it succeeded in bringing out the question that was deep in my heart.

“I… … I mean, I want to know… the truth.”

“Your wish has come true.”

Ellis’s eyes closed and then opened again.

Baal’s appearance was no longer visible before her.

Some memories came back to her belatedly.

At first, it was a memory she couldn’t recall.

When I first settled into Ellis’ body, she was in a corner, on a dark altar.

He saw Karzan looking at him with a face full of regret.

In his hazy consciousness, Karzan was shedding tears.

Ellis tilted her head, not knowing what he meant, and then lost consciousness.

– I’m sorry. But I couldn’t lose you. I will definitely find you again.

The next memory is of a certain sponsor. Karzan’s voice was heard in the darkness.

The wafting scent of flowers. A dying body. A heart held by someone other than me.

The feelings she couldn’t express in words echoed in her head.

– Thank you for everything. My life will end here, but you will have to live on.

– Actually, I don’t want to die either. But I don’t want to tie you down any further either.

– I love you. But I can’t say it. It’ll hurt, but please bear with it. I’ll try my best to bear with it too.

– I won’t trap you in a love curse.

I see, I was an intruder from the beginning.

It was the harsh truth.

“I’m sorry… … I’m sorry. I was wrong… … .”

Ellis drank tea.

* * *

An altar in a dark, secluded place.

A commotion arose where only a gentle breeze had flowed.

“What? I’m seeing you for the first time… … Kkeuuk!”

“Intruder! How did you get here… … ”

Two corpses rolled down the stairs from above.

With a neatly trimmed neck.

After the corpses fell, the sound of slow footsteps rang out.

There is no sign of urgency in the steps. There is no hidden ambush, there is no trap.

It was a step forward with certainty while carefully considering everything.

Karzan Edelmar knew only one man who walked like that.

“How strange. Would you believe me if I told you that I knew you would come all along? There’s no evidence to back that up.”

“… … .”

“I just had a feeling it would be like that. They were definitely people who helped me a lot, but I had a feeling they would come between me and them at such a crucial moment.”

Rajen Bertus.

A murderous man in pitch-black armor.

Karzan chuckled at the sight that was so familiar.

The body guarding the door slowly rose.

Srrrrrrung – The imperial longsword cried out softly.

“I thought it was my inferiority complex, but maybe it was just my intuition. Anyway, it fits like this.”

A golden aura began to emanate from the sword he was holding.

The imperial bloodline began to suppress the enemy before their eyes, and the divinity spread throughout the altar responded together.

But his murderous intent did not waver one bit.

“Your Majesty, it is time to wake up from your dream. Put down your sword and go back.”

“Would you do that?”

“You don’t need my answer before you put down your sword.”

“I suggest the opposite. You should go back. It is your order as the crown prince.”

The murderous intent was approaching with great strides.

We must stop them before they get any closer.

Karzan swung his sword frantically. The sword energy that was desperately released was heavily struck down by the altar’s divinity.

The murderous intent was only able to block the sword strike with one hand.

“Your Majesty. I am a knight of Sirien Illencia. There is nothing my blade cannot cut.”