I’ll Just Live as a Villain Chapter 30

Chapter 4. Go after the weak first. (8)

Even in my opinion, it was a weak excuse.

I wanted to live. Madly, I really wanted to live.

So Noah begged, shedding tears and snot.

“If you just let me live, I will forget about today and live like I’m dead! I will never work in this field again!”

As he was moving his mouth so recklessly, he suddenly realized something.

‘me… … ‘Not dead yet?’

The fact that he can talk like this means that he is still alive. That it was because the young man was standing still without killing himself.

‘why… … It’s quiet like this, isn’t it?’

Noah slowly raised his head. With her eyebrows furrowed, she faced the young man who was laughing as if he were crying.

“……?”

Noah’s eyes widened rapidly. Because she witnessed the color fading from the young man’s eyes, like black smoke escaping.

‘Um, what color is that?’

A beautiful blue-purple color like lilac. This unique eye color was similar to the facial expression of someone widely known to the public.

‘Oh, Abel Kindreal?’

Noah’s thoughts stopped there.

“iced coffee.”

Because Abel grinned.

“It’s you.”

It was a very innocent, yet cruel smile.

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The vision, which had been stained pitch black, regains its original color, and the people who looked red take their proper shape.

The feeling of being immersed in the Requiem and then returning,

‘Refreshing.’

And I was a little depressed.

It was because the exalted feeling that was swirling around my body, as if I could do anything, was subsiding.

“…….”

I closed my eyes tightly once and opened them. I could finally feel that control over my entire body had returned.

“Ugh….”

Noah was sitting down in front of me. On the urine-soaked floor, with a face covered in tears and snot.

“It’s you.”

I smiled happily.

“I didn’t manage to die.”

He could have died a long time ago.

It is difficult to distinguish between Fia and Requiem while they are assimilated.

This is because all living things appear as burning red flames, and depending on the size of the flame, one can only tell whether they are strong or not.

Therefore, my slaughter was carried out in a thoroughly efficient manner to extort life force.

‘Did you say Moritz?’

For example, someone who noticeably turns around and runs away from me. If Noah had done the same, he would have lost his life sooner.

It was the best decision for him to grab me by the leg of my pants. A choice that saved him and this territory.

“Let me see.”

The hell I had created was unfolding in the prison. The slaves could not even resist and remained in their original positions, forming a mountain of corpses.

A scene of the darkest slaughter, without even a drop of blood.

“You did it brilliantly.”

I giggled and stroked my hair. The hunger that had been gnawing at my stomach all the time had calmed down.

“full.”

It felt like the hunger that had never been satisfied by filling my stomach with food was finally relieved.

It was very satisfying. I felt satisfied as if I had eaten properly for the first time in a long time.

I lightly rubbed my stomach and turned around.

“Hehe, hehe….”

Noah looked at me thoughtfully. It’s like, ‘Why are you here?’ An expression that seems to say.

“ah.”

I grabbed a handful of hair and examined it. The black color was slowly fading, as if ink was escaping.

Likewise, the black energy that covered my eyes should have disappeared by now.

‘Black wind.’

In the original, Abel used to be called this when he went crazy. Because his black hair and black eyes moved with a black void fluttering about.

“You got lucky, you.”

I looked like a perfect Abel and smiled at Noah.

“Ugh….”

Noah lowered his head with a swarthy face. Because he realized what his fate would be with just one word from me.

“Ah, Abe….”

The Requiem stretched out like a flash and stopped in front of Noah’s lips.

“-!”

Noah shut his mouth tightly and took a step back. It was the gesture of someone who knows what happens to him if he gets stabbed here.

I smiled bitterly.

“You have to watch your mouth, okay?”

Noah gritted his teeth and nodded his head.

“Okay. Has your curiosity been satisfied now?”

Noah’s eyes became watery as he continued to shake his head up and down. This time he started moving his head left and right.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”

“No? You’ve always wondered. Who bought all those slaves?”

Noah couldn’t bring himself to open his mouth and only shook his head violently. His pitiful eyes were speaking.

Please save me. I won’t tell anyone.

“Oh yeah.”

I pretended not to see it and muttered slowly.

“That’s what I said. You were lucky.”

“Hmph.”

Tears began to flow from Noah’s eyes again. I slowly approached Noah and stood in front of him.

“First of all, thank you.”

Thanks to you, I came to my senses. I swallowed the last words into my mouth.

“-?!”

Noah looked up as if he had heard something unexpected. The moment his wide-open eyes met mine,

Seueuugh-

The Requiem burrowed into Noah’s heart.

“Turn it off!”

Noah twisted his face in pain. Because he clenched his teeth to keep from making a sound, his lip burst and blood began to flow.

I deliberately and slowly pushed the sword into his body until the tip of the sword hilt touched his body.

“So, I’ll kill you gracefully.”

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!”

I stared with indifferent eyes at the man’s painfully twisted eyes. I completely ignored the cheers of Requiem ringing in my ears.

chin.

The moment the tip of the sword hilt touched Noah’s body,

“bye.”

I wrung my hands as hard as I could. The blade tore Noah’s heart.

“Wow!”

Noah died with a choking sound.

Requiem wanted to soak up Noah’s remaining life force, but

“joy.”

I took out Requiem without any hesitation.

dump.

Noah’s body fell apart. With some vitality still remaining.

There was a huge hole left by Requiem in his chest. It was a black, burnt scar that only Requiem could leave.

“now,”

I raised my hand holding the Requiem.

“Are you satisfied?”

There was no answer. Even if I got an answer, I had no intention of listening to Requiem.

“Whew.”

I waved my hands in the air. The Requiem that had previously stuck to me like a leech came off easily this time.

This may be because Requiem was somewhat satisfactory, but

“Not bad.”

It was also because he could remain calm despite new murders. I succeeded in completely separating my wildly beating heart from myself.

“Whew.”

I closed my eyes and opened the absolute realm. There was no more life in this building except me and the prison slaves.

“Five people.”

Slaves who were originally scheduled to be sold to me but ended up returning here. They were still asleep, leaning against the wall, not having woken up from the medicine.

“You guys are so lucky.”

I ended up living like this because I was the first of the 12 people to be selected as a slave.

“Be thankful that I am full.”

I hate overeating.

I grinned and then put the hood of my robe back on. Then I found the back door leading out of the store.

“Ah, I’m sleepy because I’m full.”

While humming.

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A few days later.

I had a peaceful day like any other day. Of course, there were some changes.

smart.

“Master, it’s me.”

I, who was processing documents non-stop, responded without even looking up.

“come in.”

The office door opens,

“Excuse me.”

Philip’s voice was heard. This was followed by the sound of him pushing the cart.

He came into the room and started setting the table step by step. I was in the middle of processing the documents when I suddenly looked up.

“What? Why are you kicking it there?”

“yes?”

Philip was standing in front of a table prepared separately next to the desk where I worked.

“Oh, I don’t think there’s enough space to put it on the desk where I work….”

“So, why did you bring so much?”

A dinner consisting of salad, soup, and plenty of meat was laid out on the table.

I twisted the corners of my mouth with a disapproving look on my face.

“I told you to make it ‘simple’.”

“Uh, that is.”

Philip looked at my expression with a very embarrassed face, and answered in a panic.

“Well… you told me to make it simple, so I reduced the amount compared to usual.”

At those words, I measured the amount of food on the table. It was definitely less than the amount I ‘normally’ ate, but it was twice the amount that the average person eats.

“Okay, just bring what you can roughly eat.”

Philip blinked, then lowered his head.

“All right.”

He wiggled around looking for what I asked for among the prepared food.

Sweet.

Soon, a plate was placed next to me. I glanced at it and raised the corners of my mouth in satisfaction.

“good.”

On the plate were sandwiches cut into bite-size pieces and fruit cut into pieces that were easy to eat with a fork.

I concentrated on my work, eating food in between stamping documents.

There was a look of confusion on Philip’s face as he looked at me.

‘Why are you doing this again?’

It wasn’t that I couldn’t understand his embarrassment.

Just a few days ago, a person who was eating a few servings by himself as if he were a glutton suddenly reduced the amount. In fact, even if the amount you are eating now is normal.

I slowly chewed and swallowed my sandwich.

‘I’m really not that hungry.’

Maybe it was because I ate at a slave shop a few days ago, but I really wasn’t that hungry. So, when I was working like I used to, I thought it would be nice to have a quick meal in the office.

‘What should I say, exactly?’

Do you feel like the food you put in your mouth tastes less than before?

This was because the exquisite taste of killing a human being with Requiem remained in my mind even more strongly.

‘I have to restrain myself for the time being, though.’

I had no intention of committing murder simply for gastronomy. Because that is the first step toward being seduced by Requiem.

‘Murdering for pleasure is the most dangerous.’

My murder was to be used only as a kind of restraint to prevent Requiem from going on a rampage due to starvation and starvation.

‘Now that I’ve filled this much, I guess I’ll be okay for a while.’

I picked up a piece of pineapple and put it in my mouth. I rolled it around in my mouth, feeling the refreshing taste hit my tongue.

“…….”

Philip looked at me closely. As I just ate the fruit without saying anything, he secretly rubbed his chest.

I looked at him with a relieved face from the corner of my eye and smiled.

‘But thanks to you, I got the job done safely.’

When you kill a human being, a body is always left behind, which becomes an indelible mark. It was clear that it would be a nuisance if the security guard discovered it.

‘As expected, there is no end to the consequences if you hit those who are stinking.’

It was stupid to commit murder without question on the main street.

Therefore, I planned to target the people who do business while hiding their identities like this time in my next murder.

‘Or, it would be a good idea to hit a widely known wanted criminal.’

Then, the empire will bow down and say thank you for killing him.

Meanwhile,

‘hmm?’

I found a familiar name in the documents I was looking at.

‘Alessia Skuzen?’

fantasy,