Vol 3 Chapter 4.2 (2/2)

What is a hero if he dies before meeting the villain .

If justice cannot be served by the hero, then what am “I”?

“I am Origa . Origa, Emelda, Luziru . ”

However, this person is tainted by “me”, tainted it to not be a villain, tainted it to stray from her role . Tainted the story she belongs to with mud .

“ha… Ha ha ha . . ha ha ha ha ha”

A dry laughter came from my mouth .

The sorcerers that were sacrificed, the future of this country, the sins I have committed, my anger to my king, my greed and attachment will all be for naught .

Because of me, because of what I have done, I will die here .

Being too greedy is indeed a heavy sin .

I thought I can save him, I thought I can change her, I thought I can change everything .

In fact, I changed the flow of the story, because of me . Oops .

As a result, Origa won’t be able to leave anything behind, won’t be able to be sought by anyone, won’t be able to do anything and die – it’s all because of me .

I’m not worth anything anymore, because I’m a sorcerer .

I’m not worth anything because I am a woman .

I don’t want any of that .

…I don’t care anymore .

I’m tired of swallowing everything and caught Atlas who was lying in front of me .

A person who would have stood beside Gil-sama to kill me . He won’t be like this if I didn’t meddle so much .

If that life is lost, what do I do now?

As I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, I heard someone’s voice when I was still a child .

“I want to be friends . ”

Yes . Atlas is my “friend”, and Gil-sama’s best friend .

If you die to save a friend, you won’t be a villain anymore, no matter how much you want to be one .

Even if you don’t die here, even if there is no one to rescue you, there will still be a blade that will cut you immediately .

Even if you keep something alive for even a second, or a minute, it does not do anything but to prolong the suffering .

But .

“…but I’m his friend . ”

I’m sure you will forgive me .

Atlas’ pale white cheeks are now painted crimson by his blood, his breaths are slowly staggering and gradually weakening .

I have never used healing magic before .

It’s not because I was too weak or it was sealed, it’s just that it’s an area of water magic, whereas I am a fire mage .

I have been “Origa” for a long time, but I didn’t get the chance to try using it .

Besides, Atlas showed me how to do it .

So I was sure I can .

A smile crept up my delicate red lips, and I realized it wasn’t “Origa’s”, but “mine’s” .

As I took out the bottle from Atlas’ parcel, I opened it up and spilled the contents to my palm . A few pills have rolled out .

Considering the amount of mana I may use up in using an unfamiliar magic, a pill of about one or two would not be enough .

I swallowed them one by one and as it reached my throat, it wets the pill and dissolves . Leaving a trail of bitterness that ran through my body .

My body is engulfed by a sudden mana surge, and I scream as the mana courses through every part of my body .

I’m pretty sure this is a lethal dose .

Even so, I didn’t feel uncomfortable .

Because my death cannot be wasted .

My heart beat fast like never before, leaving me breathless, as each breath is harder than the next .

The lively color is slowly disappearing from Atlas’ skin .

I’m sure he can’t see anything, and he can’t hear anything .

Still, I wipe off the blood off his cheeks . Please smile as you can leave the rest to me .

“Atlas will help me . ”

I was surprised by the words that came out from me, but when I heard those words, a soothing feeling enveloped my whole mind, my emotions have calmed down .

My thoughts for my friend, I know all of these isn’t an act, so I just enjoyed myself in these emotions . I want to immerse myself in this feeling for a while longer .

—–If my death is meaningful, then I have nothing else to wish for . When I used my magic, I heard a gla.s.s breaking, and felt that my consciousness is slowly fading, with the severe pain that ran through my heart .

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