I Became a Dark Fantasy Villain

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Even in her pale state, Maeve smiled.

“Willingly.”

Maeve approached and swung the axe-like weapon downward with all her might.

Regis’ head rolled off.

The blood vessels covering his face pulsed like a beating heart, then gradually subsided.

“Cough….”

Ian spat out blood, sinking to the ground.

Maeve, swaying, leaned against him as if collapsing.

Beyond the broken throne, Ian looked back at the spear Regis had stood against.

Dawn was breaking.

The night of madness had ended.

Without even looking at the quest completion window that appeared before him, Ian extinguished it with a smirk.

“Still, it was quite a grand parting message, Sir.”

“….”

Though he tried to mock, there was no response.

Turning his head while forcing his eyes open, Ian saw that Maeve, leaning on his back, was trembling.

“How can you fall asleep so easily?”

No, did she lose consciousness?

There was no way to confirm.

In a matter of seconds, he, too, lost consciousness with Maeve leaning against him.

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Ippotranslation

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Ian and Maeve were escorted to Liurel’s mansion under the protection of the knights and soldiers.

Ian woke up after a full day and a half had passed.

Looking down at the bandages wrapped around his body, he gripped his sore body and left the room.

Miguel, who was cleaning the garden, opened his eyes wide.

“Brother…! You slept so long, I was starting to think you might never wake up!”

“What about Sir?”

“She woke up about half a day ago. She’s sleeping again now. She might not be able to use her sword for a while, but… at least her life is fine. Ah, the same goes for you, Brother.”

“That’s a relief.”

Ian plopped down in a corner of the garden.

His body ached and he felt drained.

He felt nauseous. Typical symptoms of magical exhaustion. Even the Chaos energy within him was over half empty.

He didn’t want to think about how to refill that Chaos energy right now.

Miguel rushed over with water.

“Almost done cleaning up the city. It wasn’t as big as we thought, but there were a lot of casualties. The soldiers collected the bodies of the victims and performed cremations.”

“What about the hunting dogs?”

“Well, there’s no trace left of them. No one knows where they went. Anyway, thanks to that, Sir’s reputation has been cleared. The damn duke, no, the fallen one’s corpses are displayed on the city walls. Three pieces, just perfect.”

Ian nodded as he drank water.

Memories of his battle with Regis flooded his mind. Since arriving in this world, Regis has been his strongest opponent. Of course, he was incomparable to the threats he would face in the future, but his menacing presence was undeniable.

“Damn…”

“Huh? No, are you annoyed again just thinking about it? Did I say something unnecessary?”

“No, continue.”

“We’ve decided to hold another meeting in two or three days. Originally, we should’ve held it right away, but we couldn’t proceed without you and Sir. I’ll head over shortly to deliver the news of your awakening.”

“….”

“Right, and I heard an interesting rumor—”

Miguel’s voice was about to become more intriguing when it happened.

“Sir! Sir…!”

Philip, who had rolled down the stairs, rushed towards them.

“Thank goodness! Really, thank goodness…!”

He sat in front of Ian, his face almost tearful, shouting.

Ian had thought all the mercenaries were already gone. Turns out, they were still a long way off.

“Yeah, you’ve worked hard too.”

Ian nodded his head nonchalantly.

Philip added.

“Sir just woke up a moment ago. I was about to go get something for her to eat, so should I get something for you too?”

“He has two Sir’s to take care of, so that’s only natural.”

Miguel replied on Ian’s behalf.

With a wry smile, Ian got up.

“Is Sir in her room?”

“Yes.”

Moving his sore legs, Ian climbed the stairs.

Considering his stamina, he hadn’t recovered much.

Even if he didn’t know, it seemed that at least a few parts of his body were broken or sprained.

An empty corridor.

Come to think of it, there were less than ten people left in the mansion now.

Suddenly, he felt like he understood why Maeve had contemplated giving up her life.

Being left alone in a space that was once filled with loved ones might be a greater agony than death.

Just as he was about to fall into gloom, the door to Lucia’s room opened, and she appeared with a raised head.

“…?”

At that moment, Ian’s expression turned somewhat bewildered.

Running across the corridor, Lucia was there, and she immediately enveloped him in a tight embrace.

Caught off guard by the pain and confusion, Ian stiffened.

“…Thank you, Mercenary.”

Lucia whispered.

He furrowed his brows slightly at her words.

And then, almost awkwardly, he reached out and patted her head.

Lucia suddenly pulled back.

“….That doesn’t mean I like you, Mercenary.”

She sighed expressionlessly, awkwardly looked away and entered her room.

“Who said that…?”contemporary romance

Was it because of that damn curse?

In a daze, he continued to mutter, and then he snapped back to his senses, shaking his head.

He opened Maeve’s door.

Seated on the bed, Maeve turned to look at him.

Her emerald eyes, once empty, were now filled with life, like a blossoming flower.

“Are you awake? I’ve been waiting.”

Despite her smile, her tone was casual.

Chuckling, Ian entered her room.

“Well, it was only half a day’s difference.”

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