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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Wjin
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-Splash!
Marcosias. His half-formed body sank into the pool of the hatchery.
-Ding.
-Ding.
-Ding.
There was no time to stare blankly at the status window.
“Now it begins.”
Was it the influence of the Crimson Ash’s essence and the rampaging magic tower…?
Yes… Today, it’s a human girl…
Analyzing Marcosias’s mumbling, it seemed something had indeed happened to Yeriel.
‘Even among the bad endings, there was no case of her directly transforming into a Fallen Angel by skipping stages. I’m worried…’
Even if Chapter 4 was considered safely cleared,
Aria and Yeriel.
He had to return to the academy, if only to tell them what he hadn’t been able to.
The problem was that he was currently in Pandemonium, in Marcosias’s 5th Legion’s territory.
And he had to escape this place alone.
First of all, his skill set wasn’t suited for fighting large numbers, and
even the legendary hero Kroon couldn’t escape this place, according to established lore.
There was a reason why Reincarnated Hero had rage quit and force quit options.
‘Stay calm.’
Aggro: 100
The Aggro meter was full, so high-ranking demons would have noticed his presence by now.
He first checked the soul reward from the [Soul Collector] trait he obtained from Bune.
“There should be one this time too, right?”
“As expected.”
As per the skill tooltip of [Soul Collector], when he defeated Nicolseta or Cerberus, their souls were automatically converted into stats.
However, after defeating an Archdemon-level enemy, it appeared as an item, just like with the Water Dragon Posedaros.
-Zoom!
He immediately activated Demonification and liberated the soul.
With a sound like a glass bead shattering,
-Ding.
Just like with Andras, the inheritance status window popped up.
“Perfect.”
With this, thanks to the Gamer trait, he would be treated as Andras, Bune, and Marcosias.
“I need to find the strongest one, the one as strong as an Archdemon.”
Since this was the 5th Legion, Marcosias’s home ground, there probably weren’t any other Archdemons besides him.
‘But there’s her.’
The demon deeply involved in this Mystic Island incident who hadn’t shown her face yet.
Kaelan’s backer. The source of the author’s self-insert indulgence.
The woman who would bare her fangs and clash with Saintess Psyche in Chapter 5.
The one with numerous epithets…
‘Yellody Latasia.’
It was finally time to use this character.
Just then.
-Zoom…!
-Rumble!
-!!!
Speak of the devil, as they say.
The hatchery shook, and a presence filled with killing intent could be felt from the entrance.
‘She has no choice but to come…’
Yellody Latasia began walking towards him.
“Yellody, welcome.”
“Huh?”
At his quick greeting, she made a disgusted expression, and
“You…”
-Crackle! Buzz!
“You’ve been quite… presumptuous, haven’t you??”
She began to radiate magic pressure, as if to make the entire hatchery tremble.
-Ding.
‘This is ridiculous.’
Just her average stats alone were maxed out.
As expected of the author’s self-insert, she had stats befitting the mastermind aiming for the Demon King’s position.
There was no way he could win in his current state.
So…
“Perfect for a carry.”
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-I like you, Yeriel.
-Let’s date, Yeriel.
-I like you, Yeriel.
-Let’s date, Yeriel.
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-Whoosh…
Morning arrived in the Valley of Death, and
the gloomy clouds that had covered the sky scattered and disappeared.
As the situation came to a close,
Yeriel opened her eyes.
The first thing she saw was white cloth.
She was lying inside a tent.
“Huh…?”
At Lev’s request, they had all entered the 4th district and engaged in a fierce battle with the Archdemon that emerged from Abelline’s body…
What happened after that?
“…Yeriel, you’re awake.”
Edwin was beside her.
“Yeriel, have you regained your senses…?”
“Is… is she alright…? She was clearly a Fallen…”
“Shh! Melissa! Now isn’t the time for that, is it?!”
Abelline and Melissa whispered outside the tent.
Then Violet asked her,
“…Are you feeling alright?”
“Yes… Except for being a little tired.”
Yeriel could roughly understand the situation.
She had lost control again.
“I’m sorry… I don’t remember again…”
Whenever her thoughts about Lev deepened, she lost consciousness like this.
Edwin, his head slightly bowed, said,
“Yeriel, you saved us. …Thank you.”
“…I…?”
“Yes.”
“He’s right. With Marcosias defeated… the barrier was lifted, and we were able to send out a distress signal. If we wait here… the Guardians will arrive soon.”
“Okay… But where are Lev and Aria…?”
-……
“I’ll go get some drinks, so Edwin, please explain.”
“…Okay.”
As Violet left, Edwin hesitated, reluctant to speak.
“Edwin?”
“Yeriel, your body isn’t fully recovered yet, so please calm down and listen…”
“Okay… I understand…”
“W-Well, first of all, Aria is okay.”
“That’s a relief, that’s a relief…! I was worried she was consumed by Marcosias….”
“…”
“But Aria is okay? What do you mean by that…?”
Edwin completely lowered his head, covering his face with both hands.
“It’s…”
“Don’t beat around the bush…! What happened to Lev…?!”
As Yeriel tried to get up, Edwin quickly stopped her and said,
“…Lev… is dead.”
“……”
-Thump. Thump.
The silence stretched for a long time.
It wasn’t difficult for Yeriel to understand those five words intellectually, but she wasn’t ready to accept them.
Above all, Edwin wasn’t the type to joke or play pranks.
“Um, Edwin… Why… is Lev… dead…?”
Yeriel’s expression became increasingly unreadable.
But, ever the optimist, she forced herself to calm down.
“Lev always… always… came back… right…? Ah, you mean he’s critically injured…? Even Aria’s healing isn’t enough…”
“…”
Edwin, his heart heavy, struggled to even move his mouth.
The next thing he had to say was as shocking as this tragic news.
“Lev…”
“I-I shouldn’t be here like this. Take me to Lev… I’ll feel better if I’m by his side. Okay?”
“Yeriel. I can’t believe it myself either… Aria… killed Lev…”
-Aria killed him, with her own hands.
-It seems it was because of Marcosias’s order.
‘This… can’t be…’
No. How could he tell someone who had just recovered such shocking news?
Now was the time for comforting words.
“No…. That’s, that’s… Lev would definitely have been for us…”
As Edwin tried to gather his thoughts, Yeriel had already gotten up.
“Yeriel?”
From her trembling lips, and her entire being…
the name Lev Denec seemed to be repeated.
“Yeriel! You should rest a little longer…!”
Yeriel stepped out of the tent without hesitation.
And…
-!
Violet was waiting at the entrance with water and snacks.
“Yeriel…”
As if she had been waiting for their conversation to end.
“Senior… it’s not true… right…?”
“…”
As Violet averted her gaze, Yeriel’s heart began to pound again.
Next was Aria.
Yes, Aria would know. She was a healer… Lev’s condition…
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“Aria…?”
It wasn’t difficult for Yeriel to find Aria.
She was… looking down from a rather high cliff.
A dark, bottomless precipice.
A dizzying sight.
“…Aria…! It’s dangerous. Come over here…”
“…”
“Is… Lev… in a lot of pain…? Is there anything I can do…?”
Aria silently turned and faced Yeriel.
-!
She was barefoot, and she walked weakly, one step at a time, and stood before Yeriel.
Rough, small stones drew blood from Aria’s delicate feet.
But Aria’s face was empty.
Not a single moan escaped her lips.
She clasped her hands together, bowed 90 degrees, and apologized to Yeriel.
“…I’m sorry. I’m sorry…”
“…?”
Everyone avoided talking about Lev.
But their collective behavior, as if hinting at the worst possible outcome Yeriel could imagine,
‘W-Why is everyone like this…’
felt like they were repeatedly trying to confirm her fears.
“Why… Why are you apologizing to me, Aria…?”
“…I’m sorry.”
Yeriel reached out and helped Aria stand up straight.
She was still empty, devastated.
She seemed so fragile, as if she would crumble with the slightest breeze.
So, something must have happened last night…
She had to accept it.
“I-I’m okay… so tell me. How’s Lev?”
“…”
“L-L-Lev?!”
“…Sorry, I’m sorry…”
“N-No, right? It’s not what I’m thinking… right…?”
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry…”
“I-I haven’t even seen Lev yet…? Aria…? Tell me… just once…!”
Despite Yeriel’s cries, Aria only repeated her apologies.
Their questions and answers continued for a long time.
Yeriel, gripping Aria’s collar, slid down and collapsed.
“Tell me… that I can see Lev…”
Finally, the tears she had held back welled up…
And only the sound of mournful sobbing…
echoed through the Valley of Death.
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Now ,may the yandere truly begin