Victoria’s perspective saw Maleficent’s expression dramatically change.
She was about to explode with rage, but then something seemed to cross her mind, and she managed to suppress her anger.
However, Maleficent couldn’t hold her fury in for long. The rage that exploded transformed into murderous intent.
“Who—!”
Yes. Her reason is completely gone.
I’m curious about where her reasoning went, but now is not the time to think about that question.
“Who would fear a pathetic being like you!”
On the opposite side of the staff embedded with a yellow gem, the sharp end pierced the area near my heart.
Then she lifted me from the ground.
I smiled at Victoria, who looked up at me in shock, signaling her not to worry. At that moment, one of Maleficent’s long fingers blocked my line of sight. A moment later, her finger drove into my face.
“I don’t know what you are. So what? I am the Evil Queen! I am Maleficent!”
The staff lifted upward.
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When Maleficent raised the staff stuck in my chest, my legs lifted into the air.
Even if I’m small and light for a human, it would be difficult to lift me easily due to my center of gravity. But her strength was surprisingly strong.
“No monster can defeat me! Now, die!”
Maleficent tightened her grip on my face, twisting it.
Crack.
My head spun around, and my neck bones were completely crushed. The blood vessels connecting from my neck to my brain were blocked.
A normal person would have died instantly. The pain was excruciating, but without oxygen, surviving was nearly impossible.
For a normal person, anyway.
Well done.
I spoke with my dangling head.
Gasping.
I tried to speak, but no sound came out.
Right. In order to make a sound, air must be blown from the lungs to the throat. Since that’s blocked, no sound comes out. To speak, I just need to raise my neck back up.
Huh?
If my neck rotates and falls, it would be difficult to straighten it again. So, with my hand that wasn’t gripping the branch, I grabbed my head and raised it.
“Well done. This isn’t the end, right?”
If possible, do everything.
Maleficent knew I could still move even with my head shattered.
So, I thought she wouldn’t be surprised if my head regenerated, but why does she look at me with a disgusted expression, as if she had seen a horrible bug?
“Of course! If this doesn’t kill you, let’s see if you can come back from turning into ashes!”
Whoosh.
Black flames scorched my body.
The faint greenish glow... Is it because the ink in my body is burning?
I was about to watch the last struggle, but even if I could regenerate, if my body completely burns, I might be ejected from the body.
Before my body is fully consumed by the fire, I absorbed the warmth from the witch’s light.
Heh.
Hehe. It’s warm.
It’s not just simple warmth.
It’s not hot enough to be called heat, but it’s still warm enough to make my body melt. As expected, witches are witches!
Feeling warmth after a long time, I seized the light.
There was a reason I had been intentionally enduring up to now.
I wasn’t planning on leaving this warmth behind.
Seeing the warmth-stealer who mocked me in front of me was enough to satisfy me.
I pressed reality down and folded it, grabbing the witch in front of me and turning her into a chunk of flesh.
I already did this in the second world.
Then I inserted a white branch I was holding into the middle of it.
Maleficent couldn’t even scream, immediately turning into a black crown. Around the crown, pure white thorns surrounded it.
I don’t know what the basis is for forming these shapes.
In the second world, monsters had backs, and humans had pockets.
I thought it would take a similar shape this time, but it turned into a crown.
If I make enough of these, I think I’ll understand the criteria someday. So, I wore it on my head.
It hurts quite a bit.
It really is a thorny crown. When I wore it, the weight slowly made it sink into my scalp, and the thorns dug into my skin.
I’d be fine, but if an ordinary person wore this, all their hair would fall out.
I’m not sure, but this... If you add another hat on top, it won’t work. It feels like that. It’s a tool that calls for blood, truly terrifying.
Before it pierced too much and blood started flowing, I waved my hand.
In an instant, the black thorny bush surrounding me retreated as if time was turning backward.
Then, the thorny bushes that had popped out from the starting point vanished as if they were never there.
Once the black thorny bushes disappeared, the harvesters slowly opened their eyes.
Yes. As expected, it’s a tool that can solve the actions of a witch.
I don’t know if it has a function to replicate the last action I did, or if it can replicate everything the witch did, but I erased all the black thorny bushes.
Then, before the white thorns dug into my skin, I removed the black crown.
“Bel...?”
Victoria cautiously called my name from behind. When I turned around, she looked terrified and stepped back. Is she that scared?
“Yes. It’s Bel. This is hard to take off.”
Maleficent’s crown got tangled on top of my head. Really, if the personality applied directly to the device, my hair got strangely tangled, and it took a while to get it undone.
“Mal, is it?”
“This.”
I finally lifted the crown I had managed to undo. It was a black crown with white thorny bushes intertwined around it, making it look like a thorn crown.
But it wasn’t real thorny bushes; it had a cold, metallic texture.
“Is she dead?”
“It’s hard to say she’s alive.”
Victoria, who had been staring at it, suddenly collapsed to the floor.
We had been fighting for a long time here, so it’s understandable she would lose consciousness.
I grabbed Victoria’s arms and legs, rolled her over, and carried her. It’s the method used by firefighters to carry people.
Then, I kicked the crown on the floor and put it on top, heading toward Victoria’s dormitory.
While carrying Victoria on my shoulder and walking, I looked around, and people who had woken up were coming out of their houses, looking around.
Not everyone, though.
Some of them, with scratches all over their bodies, were holding crushed chunks of flesh and crying.
On the wide road, some people had been struck by thorny bushes and shredded.
The already dead could not be revived.
I helplessly watched the warmth of the dead drain away as I carried Victoria back.
The damage was indeed extensive.
The scene in all the areas I passed through was similar. The buildings had traces of something burrowing into them, and the roads were marked with long streaks of blood.
There was a strong smell of blood and meat, with a faint odor of decay.
However, the trail of blood stopped in front of the Royal Academy.
Looking at the marks where the thorny bushes seemed to have hit an invisible wall, it seems the Royal Academy also set up a barrier like my residence.
Because of that, there was no blood on the road leading from the main entrance to the classrooms.
It seems Victoria won’t be as traumatized.
I moved Victoria to the room she stayed in. As soon as I entered, I placed her down and grabbed her cheek to stretch it.
“Wup, wup!”
Victoria jumped awake in surprise.
“Get up.”
“Bel? Huh? Huh? Is this... my room?”
She stared at me with a surprised expression before glancing around, hesitantly getting up.
“Yes. That’s right. Go shower now. Here’s a towel.”
I pushed Victoria, who was looking at me with a dumbfounded expression, into the bathroom and took out new clothes from the wardrobe. Then, I opened the bathroom door.
“Kyaaa!”
Victoria screamed as she quickly covered herself while trying to take off her clothes.
Is this how all girls around this age are?
By the way, I no longer find naked men or women a big deal; to me, they’re just warmth carriers now.
“Why are you surprised? There’s underwear to change into. I know there are cuts on your arms and legs, but wash up properly.”
“Is Bel my mom now?”
“You’re just being careless, Victoria.”
I grabbed the old clothes she had taken off, tossed them to the corner, and looked around the room. The thorns had invaded, and it was a mess.
I left the broken parts as they were and cleaned up what could be cleaned.
By the time I finished organizing to some extent, Victoria came out of the bathroom with only a towel, drenched.
“Victoria, dry your hair.”
“I’m too hungry to have the strength...”
Now that I think about it, she had lost a lot of blood, and she had used her powers a lot too. When the harvesters are made, the body becomes stronger, but even so, it seems like she’s a bit tired.
I learned through observation when I saw how much is too much pain and how much is okay, so I’m sure Victoria is in a similar state.
I sat Victoria down and dried her hair with a towel.
“You’re very delicate. Have you dried someone else’s hair before?”
I gently patted her, and she turned her head to look at me, asking.
“Yes, I have.”
“Who? A kid? By the way, Bel, you weren’t married, were you?”
“Are you crazy, humanity?”
At my words, Victoria shook her foot and muttered.
“Still, sometimes Bel feels like an old lady. Even now.”
Is that so?
“I’m four months old.”
“No, I mean the person inside.”
If you put it that way, I guess I’m much older. But I still say,
“There’s no one inside, Victoria. It’s forbidden to ask about the red pill.”
“Red pill?”
“Oh, that’s not something used in this world. It means that secrets are beautiful when they remain secrets.”
The blue pill shows beautiful lies, and the red pill shows filthy truths.
I guess the influence of the faded memory I dug up yesterday still lingers.
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“You know what to do. Take your medicine and eat when you’re ready.”
“Yes, mom.”
Victoria, looking like she didn’t want to hear the nagging, left, and I picked up Maleficent’s remains that I had left at the entrance.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I waved goodbye to Victoria and left the room.
Now, it’s time to return to my quarters.