120. I’ll Kill You
January 23, 2024
“I’ll take care of it. Now…….”
As Acid stepped forward, Melodia smiled gleefully, her lips curving upward. She looked genuinely happy, and the sight sent shivers down my spine.
This wasn’t the face of someone anticipating defeat.
Even as I clutched the teacup anxiously, Acid continued calmly.
“Melodia.”
“Yes?”
Acid’s expression hardened.
“You said I was a well-honed sword, destined to destroy Mirmord and preach the glory of God.”
At that moment, Melodia whispered in a radiant voice,
“That’s right. Do you finally feel the desire to fulfill your duty as a sword?”
“……Yes.”
I watched them both with trembling eyes.
The desire to fulfill his ‘duty as a sword’ sounded like he meant to kill our family.
But the thought that Acid would never do that made me shake off the doubts in my head.
I simply stared at Acid and Melodia, my lips moving uselessly.
Unlike my heavy mood, Melodia seemed quite excited.
She had abandoned half of her lifelong elegant demeanor and even seemed somewhat agitated.
“Ah, good. It’s happening as the prophecy foretold. It’s perfect.”
“This is in the prophecy?”
“Yes, of course. The will of the well-honed sword, the woman of the villainous family the sword loves, and even the undead sacrifice to evoke intense emotions in her. All the stories arranged by God have appeared. Now then…….”
“……Hand it over.”
“The time has come to give the sword, to the sword.”
Melodia took out a very sharp-bladed treasure sword from her bosom.
The sword was nothing special, but it was also without flaws.
Only the bandage wrapped around the sword’s handle made it look a bit shabby.
I watched Melodia quietly, pursing my lips.
Suddenly, a question arose.
What exactly was the ‘bet’ that Acid made with Moira?
I stared intently at Acid’s face, trying to read his expression.
‘……I thought I knew him best, but now I don’t know what he’s thinking.’
Acid’s expression now was like a Yaksha [a fierce, demon-like figure] walking through hell.
It wasn’t the face of someone who had won a bet.
Despair and gloom were draped over his face like a curtain.
***
The reason the saintess, Melodia, came to believe in the prophecies was simple.
She had been raised to become a saintess since she was a child.
The temple cherished and loved her dearly because she possessed a considerable amount of pure divine power. Moreover, all the priests and priestesses had revered Melodia for a very long time.
They all agreed that Melodia was a special being.
Usually, people with divine power became arrogant or healed people with an endlessly humble attitude.
But Melodia was neither.
She was not arrogant but had high self-esteem, and she healed others without being subservient.
Her specialness came from her stronger-than-anyone divine power and the abilities that stemmed from it.
Melodia had the ability to charm and brainwash those weaker than her.
When she believed that this ability made her ‘special,’ she met the Pope.
The Pope showed her the prophecies in the temple’s basement.
It described how to make the temple more prosperous and her power even stronger.
The content, which stated that the saintess, a special messenger of God, would help the sword prepared to sweep away evil, defeat the villains who disrupted the balance of the empire, and then the world of God would be resurrected, was sweet to even just look at.
It made her feel as if she herself had become the protagonist of this world.
As Melodia recalled the prophecies with a rapturous heart, Sien sneered.
“Are you really going to give Acid the sword? He might stab you.”
Melodia looked at Sien with eyes full of affection.
Once, she had tried to kill her because she was an eyesore Mirmord.
But now that she had deciphered all the prophecies, she thought that not killing Sien back then was God’s arrangement.
Sien was the existence of attachment that awakened the sword written in the prophecy.
Since the sword would return everything to nothing by killing the young daughter of Mirmord, she could easily accept a question of that level.
“That can’t happen. The prophecy will be fulfilled.”
“No, how can you believe that?”
“I am the most special being on earth.”
“Wow, where did that sudden confidence come from…….”
“The God who made me special prophesied this sword, so how could that prophecy be wrong? It can’t be.”
Sien narrowed her eyes and muttered threateningly at her.
“How are you so sure that Acid is the sword?”
At those words, Melodia said with a happy smile.
“Ah……. That child meets all the conditions. Special blood, divine power, swordsmanship, and someone who resides in Mirmord but whose blood is never mixed with that place.”
“What’s special blood again?”
Sien didn’t seem to know that Acid’s blood was special.
But there was no need to explain that fact.
Because Sien Mirmord’s validity had expired.
Melodia took her eyes off Sien and looked at Acid.
“Do as God prophesied. You know what you’ll get if you don’t follow the prophecy, right?”
“…….”
“It doesn’t matter what bet you made with Moira. Prophecies are not subject to causality in a bet with God.”
Having said her piece, Melodia handed the treasure sword she had been holding in her arms to Acid.
Her part was to encourage Acid, the sword that would stab Mirmord, and this was the end.
Acid would take care of the rest.
That was the content of the prophecy.
“Come on, hurry! Stab!”
She thrilled at the thought that this small cabin would soon be stained with blood.
The tea with warm steam, the teapot still warm on the surface, and the rough bread.
It was a simple but satisfying feast.
It was even more satisfying to think that all of this would be the last supper for Sien Mirmord, the villain on earth.
***
I watched Melodia’s multifaceted expressions and listened to the voice flowing from her lips.
“It seems like you two are extremely in love, so let’s see if human love is greater or God’s prophecy. Come on, take this sword.”
Acid’s hand slowly, very slowly, reached for the sword.
Even though I guessed that Acid would have a clear plan, I became strangely anxious as he and the sword got closer.
“If you take this sword, you will unconditionally become the slaughterer of Mirmord.”
I bit my lip and stiffened at Melodia’s words.
Unlike my anxious self, she looked very happy.
‘That’s nonsense. Acid came back alive from Moira too.’
I only looked at Acid, not giving in to such voices from Melodia.
Finally, Acid took the treasure sword with a trembling hand.
Yes.
Even then, I completely trusted him.
Because Acid told me to trust him, because we had been together for a long time.
But…….
“Sien Mirmord……. You said to kill.”
The moment I heard Acid’s voice, I couldn’t help but be stunned.
‘Acid is talking about my death?’
Melodia exclaimed and nodded her head.
“Yes, that’s right. Kill her quickly. In this place.”
She urged him to kill her quickly, but Acid only gripped the sword a few times.
His gaze shifted past me towards Melodia.
Acid moved his lips as if he was contemplating something, then spat out the next words.
“Is it okay to stab?”
Melodia raised the corners of her lips and answered gracefully.
“Of course. Isn’t the sword messing with your mind? Telling you to punish that evil. Aim for the heart and stab accurately. You can do it, right?”
Unlike her, the expression was slowly disappearing from my face.
Until now, I believed that even if Acid grabbed the sword, he wouldn’t kill me.
But this situation now…….
“Sien Mirmord.”
“…….”
“Evade if you want to evade.”
Acid’s gaze was quite painful.
It was as if he was shouting, ‘Please don’t avoid it.’
Even until Acid looked at me and held up the sword, I didn’t accurately grasp this reality.
All I knew was one thing. That Acid’s blade was coming towards me very slowly, as if to stab me.
And that I could avoid his sword enough.
But all I could do was not avoid it, but ask back.
“What…… did you say?”
“I’m going to stab your heart now. I said evade if you want to evade. You have armor too, so you’ll be able to evade enough.”
I looked at him with a very earnest gaze. Acid’s eyes were glossy like glass beads. It didn’t seem like he was brainwashed by the sword.
As we were looking at each other, Melodia added in a honey-dripping voice as if humming.
“Hehe, you’ve been betrayed, Sien Mirmord. But is it still the last affection? The sword is showing you mercy. You’ll die according to fate anyway, but this seasoning isn’t bad either.”
“……Acid won’t betray me.”
After coldly rebuking Melodia, I looked at Acid and asked.
“Acid……. Is it not?”
Until now, I had overcome everything, but there had never been a time when someone I believed to be on my side betrayed me.
In front of this situation, I had become excessively helpless.
But there was still faith in Acid.
Acid, whom I saved.
Acid, who swore to save me.
Acid, who went to Moira to save me.
Although it was a dream, Acid who kissed my lips…….
However, the words that came out of Acid’s mouth completely shattered my faith.
“……If you’re not going to avoid it, I’ll kill you.”
I looked at him.
Now, the focus had disappeared from his eyes.
It seemed as if he was truly being controlled by the sword.
I helplessly bit my lip as I watched Acid raise the sword towards me.
He said he would kill me.
I quietly looked into Acid’s eyes.
His eyes were flickering as if burning.
And, it was exactly that moment.
His honed sword came towards me.
Acid’s unwavering pupils were clearly fixed on my side.
I felt his cold glint and the faint breath he exhaled through the gaps in his lips.
But I didn’t close my eyes.
Foolishly, I didn’t even activate the armor on my body because I believed in him.
I might have been sure that he wouldn’t stab me.
However…….
“Now, goodbye.”
“Acid……?”
It was around the time I briefly questioned, feeling an ominous premonition.
As soon as he finished his short farewell, he stabbed my heart without hesitation.
It happened in an instant, so I didn’t even feel the pain.
I just heard the sound of being pierced exactly in the center of my heart echoing in my ears.
I felt the blade perfectly piercing the very center of my heart and completely collapsed to the floor.