The Villainess Who Was Dumped Got Married into My Family, a Mob Noble from the Frontier, and Turns Out, She's an Amazing Capable Wife? - Chapter 109: The History of Kurogane – End ①

Chapter 109: The History of Kurogane – End ①

“Kufufu, you summoned me well. Here I am, a fool who desires something more than any king. What do you want? I am in a good mood, surpassing even the conqueror is possible now.”

Due to the influence of Belial’s appearance, the already distorted video became even more disrupted, to the point where even the voice was barely audible.

“Hey, the video cut off at a crucial moment…”

“It’s inevitable with the Saint’s mass of magical power and Belial. To briefly explain what happens next, that protective barrier will form.”

“That’s too much of a skip.”

“If it’s you, young master, haven’t you already figured it out? —Yes, if it’s you…”

“If it’s me… well, I kind of get it.”

Although it was said to be created from the saint’s magical power, it was hard to believe that a demon could manipulate such a potent magical force for themselves.

“Is it that the barrier itself is supported by the blue blood of the royal capital, which is connected to the duke’s family? The numerous nobles and their gathering in one academy can be explained by that.”

Historically, it was said that the barrier was made from the Saint’s magical power, but the reality was quite different.

The ancient sage did not create that huge protective barrier to protect the people, but for the sake of a single woman he loved.

To prevent the souls of the dead from dispersing as part of the magical essence.

To keep them within the barrier.

“You are absolutely correct.”

“And the ancient Sage continues to wait for the Saint to be reborn someday within this cage, right?”

“Well, who knows?”

“That’s the only way I can see it.”

In the game, the trigger for awakening the Saint’s power is the accessory worn by the previous Saint.

It seemed like it was prepared just for the reborn ancient Saint to meet again someday. 

I used to mockingly call this capital and country a setting for an otome game, but it turns out it really was something prepared by the ancient sage.

The fact that Belial took away the modern Edward, who looked just like the ancient sage, suggests that some kind of deal might have taken place at that time. 

It’s all too grand.

Was the Edward route set up so simply because of the ancient sage’s desires? If that’s the case, what happens when you go down a route other than Edward’s? 

Well, that’s just a game, so it doesn’t matter.

I used to think this world was a game, but it’s possible the chaos of this world inspired the game. 

I didn’t catch the crucial part, so I don’t know the truth.

Let’s move on.

“So, what happened to the Hero who supposedly didn’t make it in time?”

“Here it is.”

As if waiting for this moment, Sebas snapped his fingers, and the video once again streamed into my mind.

—Smash!

Suddenly, a loud noise echoed in my mind, and I saw the ancient sage Edward collapsing awkwardly.

“It stinks, smells like a damned demon.”

Of course, it was the ancient hero Ragna who had punched the sage. 

Breathing heavily, Ragna pointed angrily at the sky.

“What’s the meaning of this?”

The location was the front of the royal castle. 

The overcast sky, alternating between rain and dryness, had a thin membrane-like barrier spreading over the entire capital.

Edward slowly stood up, spitting out the blood that had gathered in his mouth.

“…You’re too late. This is the barrier protecting the capital. It’s the answer the higher-ups came up with.”

“What about Patricia?”

“…”

“I asked, what happened to Patricia!”

“She’s there.”

Edward said, looking up at the sky. 

In that moment, Ragna grabbed Edward by the collar and slammed him against the white wall.

“What do you mean by that? I’ll kill you!”

“Guh. It means exactly what it sounds like.”

Edward, pinned against the wall, answered while coughing up blood.

“In accordance with her will, the four ducal families deployed the protective barrier using the Saint’s magical power over the entire capital. There was no other choice.”

“You! With that unnecessarily brilliant mind of yours, you could have—”

“There wasn’t any other way!”

Edward loudly interrupted Ragna’s words.

“You were too late. Did you see the collapse of the wall surrounding the castle town?”

“…”

“It wasn’t monsters, it was artillery from an enemy nation. Even if we purified the miasma plaguing the kingdom, the enemy isn’t just monsters. And this country doesn’t have the strength to fight. To save as many people as possible, she sacrificed herself.”

“…”

“You, who knew her longer than I did, should understand what kind of decision Patricia would make. Everything was too late, everything…”

“…I understand.”

Ragna, who had known Patricia fairly well, accepted Edward’s words, acknowledging that Patricia might make that choice. But instead of hanging his head in despair, he looked directly at Edward and said,

“As if I’d say that!”

Ragna’s fist swung out. 

The hard stone wall crumbled easily, but Edward smoothly moved through the space, escaping to Ragna’s rear.

“Who are you?”

Facing Ragna’s glare, Edward laughed and clapped his hands.

“You were really trying to kill me, weren’t you? In front of someone you could call a close friend. The end of the ideals of those who dreamed of single-handedly taking on a thousand is surprisingly barbaric.”

Edward’s blond hair, mesmerizing even to men, had become half stained with a dark red hue.

At the same time, his voice changed drastically from Edward’s usual tone.

“A demon, huh? No wonder you stink.”

“Stink? Kufufu, don’t compare me to nameless weaklings. My name is Belial. Summoned by the four ducal families, in a way, I’m like a hero who saves this country.”

“Hah, don’t make me laugh.”

“That’s my line.”

Next, it was Edward’s voice. As if he himself were speaking, Belial continued.

“I believed and waited. Both Patricia and I waited for your return. But you never came. Even though we stretched the time to the limit, you didn’t show up.”

“…Don’t mess with me. Give him back.”

“Very well.”

As Ragna moved to strike, Belial, possessing Edward’s body, casually responded and plunged his hand into his own chest.

“What!?”

The sound of tearing blood vessels filled the air, and Ragna froze in shock as he saw Edward’s heart being ripped out.

“Kufufu, pathetic. A man called a hero can’t even move a step.”

Belial, still possessing Edward’s body, spat out a large amount of blood but looked unfazed. He held out the still-beating heart to Ragna and said,

“Here, you want it back, don’t you?”