I, the villain, trained the loser into a dark boss

In the darkness, there was only a strand of silver hair in the center of Treya's field of vision.

The moment the silver sword in her hand entered, it turned into the dumb right leg of the doll she crushed that day.

She held up the right leg of the doll, and pointed at the silver-haired back of the drooping bear.

Own……

Aren't you dancing with a sword?

Isn't it at the crowning ceremony?

here……

"This is the inside of the Devil's Pot... Asking the Devil for a contract is a sacrificial activity that requires the correct clothing to complete the ritual."

As if she understood what she was saying, she spoke.

"Aha, but from which generation has this been hidden. Relying on concealment, suspicion, and even betrayal to compete for the devil's appreciation is so exciting. It is my favorite scene."

Then……

Turn halfway...

Treya saw that she looked just like herself.

She was sitting on the black floor. Half of her body was the same color as the ground, as if it was integrated with the dark ground.

But age...

Seems ten years younger.

She was like her child self.

"Devil's Pot..."

Treya murmured the name.

"Isn't it a divine right..."

"That's what you call it. But, it doesn't matter..."

The next second, Treya saw it approaching her.

Looking at her with the same eyes, what came from her voice was the voice of men, women, old and young, as if many people were mixed together——

"I don't care."

And from it, Treya seemed to hear her father's voice that would talk to her gently on weekdays, and she subconsciously took a step back.

"You are not me...you are..."

After asking, a black shadow flashed in Thereya's eyes.

From her parents, to her grandfather whom she has never met, to the portraits of the former kings of the Entak royal family that she has only seen on the walls of her own home...

Finally, she opened her eyes wide, and these people overlapped in front of her...

On my five-year-old self.

"A demon nourished by you, a demon nourished by the growth of your Entak."

She changes in many ways, but ultimately becomes herself.

"Every orthodox bloodline of Entak can become 'I'. You don't need to care about the identity of 'I'. You and I have already coexisted."

Her voice also changed in many ways, but eventually she became her childish self.

"Now that you're here..."

demon……

In other words, the collective of demons stood up.

She crossed her hands and took two steps back. Only then did Treya notice that she was actually barefoot.

"You must take power from me and seize the throne. Well, the time is almost up. Is it time for the Entak family to become emperor?"

However, she wasn't done yet.

bass.

A silver light flashed in the darkness.

A strand of hair on the devil's temples was cut off.

He sank into the darkness at his feet and disappeared.

The doll in Thereya's hand once again transformed into the somewhat worn silver sword, which cut her hair straight.

"Put...put me back."

"I will continue to promise...promise him to do the best sword dance at the Crowning Ceremony."

"Hahahahahaha...still...this is the first time someone has come here and rejected it outright."

The demon let out a laugh that was strangely mixed with all of Entak's previous king's voices.

"Stop laughing, let me go back. The Crowning Ceremony is very important..."

"Hahaha, are you serious?"

Along the sharp silver sword, she watched as the demon suddenly approached her and looked at her with wide eyes, her own shadow reflected in the light blue eyes.

Extremely weird.

"Very good, very good. It's interesting. I'm starting to be interested in you. Isn't it strange that Will, who asked you to wear these clothes, especially those socks, didn't tell you what you would see?"

Will.

Treya was very sensitive to this name.

She stared into the darkness in front of her, and Will's figure flashed through her mind.

"Oh, it's him. Did he ask you to come? Little Princess Therea?"

"Probably. However, he asked me to complete the crowning ceremony, so I'm leaving."

Treya turned around, as if she felt that if she just turned around and went back the way she came, she would be able to return to her original world.

but……

"People who can't see their own hearts and desires and just come here...are really rare, which makes me a little interested."

"After all, I am a devil..."

"He is the best at making you feel sick."

"Now that you have chosen to step here, don't even think about leaving."

The demon snapped his fingers.

What appeared in front of her was the colorful hollow of a bear's shell.

Looking out from this hole, one can see the extremely real scene on the other side——

Will...

Wearing a prison uniform.

He was put before the guillotine.

He looked up at the sky above his head, his expression seemed a little disappointed.

Then……

Click.

When the knife came down, the colorful hollow of the bear's shell fell down, just like the abandoned doll that Will was holding in front of her, and then hit the ground...

Broken.

The colorful corner that was originally exposed sank into darkness again.

Treya didn't open her mouth, but the beating heartbeat in her chest proved what she couldn't say.

——What...what's going on?

——Anger...sadness...fear...all these complex emotions surged up.

"You may not want to take the throne. But...think about it, think carefully about what Eugenie said to him-what you heard."

"What will happen if you fail?"

"What will happen in the 'black' Entak Dynasty?"

"What will happen when your sister betrays you?"

"What will happen to him who saved you, taught you, and supported you?"

Trea listened to this and turned around little by little.

"Think about his dream talk..."

"What is your desire?"

"What is it?"

The demon came over, tilted his head, grinned, and looked at her with a smile.

"What should I...do?"

Trea, facing the demon, spoke.

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"Her sword style...has changed..."

Even someone like Will who is not good at swordsmanship can see it.

After a few seconds of obvious pause, Treya on the stage no longer used the simple and simple basic sword style.

It changed from a simple "sword dance" to a real sword swing against an enemy.

The power was completely up.

Will was thinking...

His intelligence told him that as long as Treya could wear the costumes correctly during the Crowning Ceremony, she would be appreciated by the devil and learn the way of the devil sword.

At least everyone did so before, and even the original work was close to doing so.

So...

He was very relieved to let her wear this outfit.

Anyway, the devil sounds like a being that is very close to "blackening".

Then he would give Treya some hints about her "selfish desires" - anyway, this girl is probably just thinking about revenge now, and it's impossible to fast forward to love.

Then the devil would just go with the flow!

...

Right?

For some reason, Will felt a little cold when looking at Treya.

"Hmm... Treya..."

"It should be... in the normal... process... right?"

Chapter 93: The Devil's Appreciation

"Entak... First Style. Ti..."

Beside Will, Eugenie sat below, watching the scene on the stage, sweating.

Others might not see it...

After a brief pause, Treya gradually jumped out of the basic sword style that was clearly used to fool people just now!

She turned around, as if even her shadow was turning.

The sword that was gently lifted up also left an afterimage.