Truth 5

She killed a person.

With these hands.

She inflicted unspeakable pain on her friends.

So perhaps those things.

Might have been just a dream.

To escape from guilt.

It might be nothing more than an illusion she created.

Gaining a second life.

Meeting someone who loves her unilaterally and unconditionally.

It’s a dream.

It was a convenient miracle that would be strange if it weren’t a dream.

How could such a miracle happen to a sinner?

…It’s strange not to think that way.

After all.

“Why, Michaela!”

It was because she could see it.

Chris’s face.

That face sad and unable to even get angry.

“…I killed him. I have no regrets. That’s all.”

The answer was always the same.

She doesn’t regret it.

“Why…!”

She is selfish.

And her love was arrogant.

It had to be that way.

“Why!”

However.

“Why were you able to kill so easily…”

Facing the victim.

The perpetrator couldn’t brazenly raise her head.

It was an ironic story.

Despite talking so much about dialogue.

“Why don’t you say anything!”

Wasn’t Michaela the one who refused dialogue more than anyone else?

“I…”

Michaela knew the reason.

She was subconsciously aware of it.

Murder is a serious crime.

Yet she committed murder.

Because they were precious.

Her companions.

Because she couldn’t forgive.

The fact that her companions were threatened even a little.

That’s right.

Her standard of action was always one thing.

It was extremely simple love.

That’s why she killed.

Because she loved them.

That’s why she didn’t have a conversation.

Because she was afraid.

It was a good deed.

She thought it was purely for their sake.

She didn’t know.

That the response would be anger and contempt.

No one doesn’t wish that the result of actions taken for loved ones would be love from those loved ones.

In fact, lingering attachment is a lie.

It’s a kind of defense mechanism she imposed on herself for her own sake.

“Say something!”

She was scared.

That if she opened her mouth, she might receive even more criticism.

“…”

Frightened, Michaela couldn’t open her mouth.

Michaela Ernst von Wittelsbach’s personality is tough on the outside, soft on the inside.

Her exterior is strong.

Her interior is too soft.

No matter how strong she pretends to be.

Her essence was the loner in the attic.

“…I.”

She doesn’t want to see.

His face saddened because of her.

She wants to run away.

Even if it means dying.

Because if she were to hear criticism from his mouth, she couldn’t bear it.

“It’s over.”

The ruins swept by a round of battle.

Han Yujin raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

The outcome of the fight was clear.

He was the one standing.

“Don’t you think it’s a fitting end?”

And the one fallen was Michaela.

“For a traitor like you.”

Giving the opponent their worst nightmare.

That was his authority.

It wouldn’t have worked when she was just a scabbard long ago.

Because she wasn’t even aware that she was lying to herself.

Because she gained someone to love.

An authority that worked because she came to know emotions.

“Oof…”

The man approached Michaela.

He picked up the beautifully shining Sword of Winter.

“It’s a good sword. Too good for someone like you.”

A blade so white it’s almost transparent.

The weight is as light as a twig.

It’s the sword that beheaded the Demon King, no less.

There was no finer sword than this.

It was a fitting weapon for the protagonist.

“…By the way.”

He grabbed Michaela’s hair and lifted her head.

Her unfocused, dead eyes were still beautiful.

“You have quite a nice face.”

She was disgustingly pretty.

There was no more beautiful appearance throughout his past and present lives.

“Tsk.”

It was a bit of a waste to throw away.

[The Constellation ‘Heart of the Demon King’ sponsors you.]

The protagonist is always lucky.

Isn’t it convenient how such opportunities roll in?

[Soul Subjugation Technique]

[Details: A technique that enslaves the opponent’s soul.]

This is even better.

Simple revenge wouldn’t be enough to satisfy his anger.

Hypnosis, female, corruption, training.

How─.

“Michaela…!”

It was then.

Along with the wind, an old sword came sweeping in.

Han Yujin distanced himself.

There was one piece of trash with pink hair itching to spread her legs.

“Michaela, Michaela!”

The only wildflower in this trashy world.

His heroine was there.

It was quite a pitiful voice.

Han Yujin roughly guessed the situation.

She’s a piece of trash that parasitizes others.

She must have pretended to be a good person to the original protagonist too.

“You don’t need to make such a sad voice.”

She was being deceived.

Ignorance is not a sin.

Han Yujin wanted to tell her the truth.

“That woman is…”

“I told you to shut your mouth, villain.”

She interrupts.

Again.

By these women itching to spread their legs.

“Ha…”

Han Yujin couldn’t bear it anymore.

“Who do you think you’re talking to like that…!”

“I told you to shut up.”

It was a small anger.

Compared to what Baek Da-eun was feeling.

“I’m very angry.”

The girl cried.

Twice.

Baek Da-eun will never forgive.

“Bullshit.”

Han Yujin looked at Baek Da-eun and sneered.

“Birds of a feather flock together. What a strong friendship!”

A heroine itching to spread her legs and a human trash traitor.

A well-matched combination.

“No.”

Baek Da-eun declared.

“There is no friendship between her and me. Rather, it’s the opposite.”

“…What?”

There’s no way there could be feelings of friendship for a love rival.

“Don’t misunderstand. I’m not angry at someone like you.”

The man’s existence was never a concern to Baek Da-eun in the first place.

She had a different target for her anger.

“Didn’t you promise to protect her? Twice.”

Baek Da-eun remembered.

The woman who said she would protect the girl with a confident face.

“So get up. Hurry.”

If you claim to be the girl’s lover.

How can you be defeated by a mere man like this?

“…What should I do.”

Her heart is beating.

But she can’t open her eyes.

Ominous colored mana ripples around her.

A chilling black color.

“How can I…”

She doesn’t know.

She’s never seen an ability like this even in the original work.

Han Seoyeon felt helpless.

Even though her precious person was suffering.

“What, can I do…!”

She can’t do anything.

The mana gradually eats away at Michaela’s body.

“No…”

Michaela’s body disappears into the darkness.

As if she’ll never return.

“I don’t want to part like this…!”

No.

She didn’t want a farewell like this.

[The Constellation ‘Daughter of the Star Queen’ watches you.]

And.

Not a miracle, but an inevitability descends.

[System: The effect of Clear Mind and Still Water changes.]

It’s not mercy.

It’s not a bestowal from an absolute being.

[Clear Mind and Still Water]

[Details: Error!]

[Tip: Thank you for saving my friends, big sister.]

The child wanted to repay the favor.

In return for saving the child’s friends.

[This time, I’ll help your precious people, big sister.]

It was something that originally couldn’t happen.

A rightful reward gained for preventing tragedy.

“…Thank you.”

It was a power that even the Constellations couldn’t understand and couldn’t be displayed.

Han Seoyeon intuitively understood how to use that power.

“…”

Suddenly, her gaze turned to Baek Da-eun.

Her one and only best friend in the world.

Even though she did such bad things.

She helped her with a smile.

The opponent she’s facing is an unidentified man.

The villain who hurt Lee Ha-yul.

She needs to help Michaela.

But she can’t leave Da-eun alone─.

“What are you hesitating for! It’s not like you!”

The pink-haired girl glares with emerald eyes and shouts.

“It seems you’ve found a way to save her.”

“…Yes.”

“Then hurry up and save her.”

Baek Da-eun is strong.

She’s become stronger than in the original work.

“But…!”

However, the opponent is over level 90.

He’s the man who achieved a one-sided victory against Lee Ha-yul.

“If you’re worried about me, let me tell you in advance.”

Perhaps.

In the worst case, Baek Da-eun might also.

“There’s no need to worry about me. I won’t lose. At least not until you save Michaela.”

She cuts off the hesitation.

“If you’re that worried about me, then hurry and save Michaela, then come back.”

“…Okay.”

Her friend told her to trust.

Then it would be rude not to trust anymore.

Eventually, multicolored mana envelops Han Seoyeon’s body.

She heads.

To where Michaela is.

So that she can wake up from the nightmare.

“I don’t know what you’re trying to do, but you think I’ll just let you!”

The man swung his sword.

Black spears made of ice are shot.

“…You’re a person without any tact.”

The wind sweeps them all away.

“You bitch!”

“I won’t let you interfere.”

Baek Da-eun confronts the man.

The cold emanating from the man’s sword.

She must endure.

Even if the opponent is anything.

“A man intruding on yuri, I flatly refuse.”

For the girl’s sake.

For a future where the girl won’t cry anymore.