Taming The Villainesses

Episode 232.2

He didn’t know the original novel?

He didn’t seem to be lying either…

I might end up giving this guy more information about me for nothing, so I decided to put this aside for now and opted for another question.

“Fine, let’s say you were destined to become the Demon Monk of the fallen kingdom. Why did you need to do such a thing? What is your purpose?”

* * *

A lump prickled in my throat. My eyes were so swollen that even lifting my eyelids was difficult, and my nose had long since ceased to function.

My arms and legs were broken. I wouldn’t be able to move for a while.

My mind was shredded by sharp magic, making it difficult to even maintain consciousness.

Despite my condition, I managed to remain composed because I was accustomed to the hardships of training and asceticism.

However, I had never been cornered this badly before, to the point that I need to meditate for a moment before gazing at the strange being threatening me.

‘Where did this unforeseen variable come from?’

Demon Monk Theo Gospel.

He was a person who had to exist to bring about the future I had glimpsed behind the veil. That role was meant to be shouldered solely by me myself.

‘Then, who is this guy?’

Just a little more time. If only I had a bit more time, the barrier would have been complete. Now of all times did this stranger decide to meddle. 

“What is your purpose?”

What was the intent behind these questions?

Even though he acted like he already knew everything… Was he asking me the meaning because he wanted to test me?

In any case, being able to extend my life even a little was a good thing.

I didn’t particularly fear death, but I had grown quite fond of this body. If I could save it, I’d do whatever was necessary.

So, I decided to answer honestly.

“There’s only one reason to play the role of the Demon Monk of the fallen kingdom, isn’t there? To kill the Queen. To plunge the kingdom into the flames of rebellion and destruction.”

The reason a man, who needed neither wealth nor fame, had resolved to play the part of a treacherous advisor was to shake the throne of the Spider Queen.

A Queen blinded by the successive deaths of her family was bound to be greatly swayed by the Demon Monk’s deceit.

Thus, the Queen would vanish like dew at the hands of the enraged mob. The entire world was meant to sink into turbidity and turmoil.

However…

The moment I realized that someone else had taken the place of ‘Theo Gospel’ that I had planned, panic kicked in.

It felt like someone stole my answer sheet and submitted it as their own. The bigger issue was that this person was taking actions completely opposite to what I had planned.

The Queen and Angmar Kingdom, which should have been shaken, were slowly finding stability. 

‘What the hell is he doing?’

I couldn’t figure out his identity 

Not only did he know all my plans and stay one step ahead, but he also managed to corner me like this. At that moment, the unknown half-fairy spoke.

“Are you targeting the Queen because of Solomon’s great magic within her…?”

“Did you know that much?”

“But you failed to target the Queen and shifted your plan to go after the great magic within Saintess Priga.”

“…….”

So accurate.

For a moment, Theodoros formed a hypothesis about the being before him. Perhaps the half-fairy was someone like himself?

But such assumptions were quickly dismissed.

If that were the case, I would have noticed by now.

Rather, the one exuding a similar aura to his own was the foolishly coughing woman, Professor Balan.

“Eum-.”

For a moment, the half-fairy was lost in deep thought, before finally coming to a decision.

The next question would determine my fate. As I steadied my mind, the half-fairy asked. 

“Why are you targeting the Queen’s great magic? Why are you after the demonic power sealed in the Saintess’ eyes? What would you gain from it?”

“…….”

It was difficult to tell if the half-fairy was genuinely curious or testing me, but under the circumstances, I decided to speak the truth.

Perhaps I could even recruit this strange fellow.

With that optimistic thought, Theodoros finally spoke.

“For the resurrection of the dead.”

“Resurrection of the dead?”

“Yes, to resurrect the dead. Think about it. Imagine living in a perfect world where there is no more death nor parting. People will live happy days without sorrow.”

“Resurrection….”

The half-fairy frowned, tilting his head as if he didn’t understand. At that moment, Professor Balan, who had been quietly listening while catching her breath, spoke slowly.

“So you are Basago. You’ve been working on the resurrection of Demon King Solomon.”

Hmchit-.

Theodoros flinched.

‘How does she know that name?’

Then it dawned on me.

“Professor Balan, we are the same after all.”