The Villain has Perished

66 The Price of an Overreaching Wish

After Sol left the white world, the figure sitting on the throne continued to attack Ciel with black whips. By now, the black whips numbered in hundreds.

"Jeez, I won't touch him again. So, can you stop attacking me?"

When the figure didn't stop attacking, Ciel sighed and muttered 'obsessive and possessive. I touched him once and you are trying to kill me for it'.

The eccentric God was eventually bored with simply dodging. He yawned and spoke.

"Who is that kid to have the Mark of Pride?"

Nobody answered him.

Ciel didn't mind the silence and said to the void. "It's not a good habit to ignore others, you know."

Suddenly, Ciel grabbed something in the empty air and threw it to the ground.

Craaash—!

A loud noise rang. However, there was nothing at the site of impact.

Ciel continued to fly while dodging the black whips. Nevertheless, his gaze was fixed on the ground.

At the place at which Ciel stared, a ripple formed. The ripples grew in size and became tides surging in a tsunami.

A gigantic eye appeared.

"So, this is how the kid's 2nd attribute looks." said Ciel while waving at the giant eye floating above the floor.

He didn't waste time and asked again. "What is that kid? "

The eye was emitting an eerie presence. Ciel had seen his share of Beyonders and attributes when he was active on the battlefield. But something about these two bugged him.

"@@#R##@!@%!#!@" The eye spoke in an unknown language.

"◼ language?" Ciel was surprised.

After the Tower of Babel appeared, 'that' language and all of its traces were erased by the Champions and the Gods. It was one of the few times when the Champions and Gods worked together, a true rarity among rarity considering Gods and Champions were mortal enemies.

Yet what shook Ciel wasn't the language but its content.

"Is that the truth?"

"@$!@%#@"

A shadow fell over Ciel's face and he lowered his head. His shoulders started shaking slightly and suddenly, he burst into a maniacal laughter.

"Ahahahahahahaha! Those old fogies, now they've done it! I knew they weren't in their right mind when they asked for my help but to do this? Ahahahaha!"

Ciel no longer bothered dodging the black whips. The attacks showered his body with countless injuries but he was regenerating at a faster pace.

"Ahahaha! I finally understand why they made the kid go through 2 reincarnations! I thought he was a chained beast but this is beyond my imagination! He is a ticking time bomb! The only thing those fogies can do is throw the bomb at their enemies, before it blows up in their face!"

He was rolling over the floor while clutching his stomach and wheezing dangerously.

"I… can't…haah! haah! There needs to be… a…a limit to stupidity."

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[ Sol's POV ]

'It's heavy.'

That was the first thought that came to mind after waking up. My body was sore and I couldn't move at all.

Turning my eyes to the limit, I confirmed that I was inside a luxurious room.

It seems that quite an amount of time has passed since I lost consciousness. After all, the nearest place to the forest of silence with accommodation like this was at least 1 and a half days away.

Cluck—!

Someone opened the door.

My heart almost leaped through my mouth when I recognized the person.

It was Jae-sung.

'Why is he here? His hair is still blue but he should be regressing any time soon. And he knows that I was the hooded figure in the forest. He'll kill me! What is that good-for-nothing goddess doing!?'

Clink—! Clank—! Clink—!

The utensils Jae-sung was carrying fell from his hands and the liquid inside them splashed on the carpet. Seeing the dirty carpet, I felt annoyance rising from within me.

"Si…sir Sol? You've woken up..? Sir Sol has woken up!"

He shouted so loudly that it shook my brain. Before I could react, I heard another voice that was too close for comfort.

"Mhm? Young master woke up….? …! Young master!"

Yula, my personal maid, had been sleeping inside my blanket with half of her body on top of me – the reason my body was too heavy to move. She jumped after hearing Jae-sung and hugged me.

She started crying loudly.

Putting her emotional outburst aside, the hug wasn't very comfortable. Maybe she forgot that I was a human, but her grip was slowly entering inhuman territory. If she didn't stop, my spine would snap.

"Yula"

"...Ah!"

I don't know how, but my expression remained cold while I was almost hugged to death. Yula yelped and let go of me when I tapped her arms.

"Stop overreacting. I'm okay now." I muttered in a domineering voice that hid my back pain and internal weeping as I was alone with my two potential murderers in the room.

"Yo..young master…! I w-was worried…! Sniff! Sniff! That you would never wak… wake up…!"

I stared at them while using <Reader>. Their reactions were too extreme for one day of unconsciousness.

'I have a bad feeling about this.'

Suppressing the ominous premonition, I asked Jae-sung.

"Where are we?"

"We are at the Imperial Palace to celebrate the end of the Rite of Passage."

Nodding my head, I calculated the time.

Rite of Passage was supposed to start one day after I lost consciousness. From there, it would take another 2 days for the Rite to end. Lastly, reaching the Imperial Palace which was located in the capital city required 7 days at a leisurely pace and 3 and a half days at a fast pace.

'If I woke up immediately after reaching the Imperial Palace and we came here at the fastest pace. That is 7 days.'

I raised my head and stared at Jae-sung.

'No, it shouldn't be possible. Jae-sung's hair is still blue.'

In hindsight, the answer was clear as day. I was only trying to delay the inevitable.

"How many days have passed since I lost consciousness."

Jae-sung didn't answer immediately.

Every second felt like an hour.

And finally, the hour of judgment arrived.

"It has been 8 days since we rescued Sir Sol from the forest.'

"Mhm"

I closed my eyes.

Eight days have passed. It was 6 days due for Jae-sung to regress. Yet, he was standing perfectly un-regressed in front of me.