Isuel was well aware of how absurd his judgment was.
It was ridiculous to mistake Cheshire for a vixen [a female fox] just because a few parts were similar.
But it was an intuition that transcended logic.
All his senses were shouting in unison.
The vixen in front of him was Cheshire Vasilian.
While he was넋이 나가서 [넋이 나가서 (neoksi nagaseo) is a Korean expression that means to be stunned or to lose one’s mind temporarily, often due to shock or surprise] just staring, Cheshire moved nimbly and wielded the ax.
As she flew here and there, stepping on the flowers that bloomed in the air, the hem of her dress fluttered, and the ears of the rabbit doll on her head also flapped.
Clearly, it was a gruesome scene of monsters being split by the ax blade, but he didn’t feel disgusted or repulsed.
It was because the monsters being axed weren’t suffering.
The monsters willingly turned into petals under the ax and disappeared.
They even let out cries that seemed to be rejoicing.
Every time the ax touched, a light ‘pang, pang’ sound burst out, and petals and glitter fluttered, making it seem like a scene from a joyful festival.
The death of a monster felt like a festival.
It was a truly bizarre expression.
However, anyone who saw this sight would have no choice but to describe it that way.
The death of monsters bursting like balloons, a sacred yet cheerful purification.
There was only one person who was sad amidst the joyful funeral.
“Cheshire!”
Isuel poured magic at the monsters.
He didn’t want to leave Cheshire alone to bear all that burden.
In fact, sorting out their relationship and revealing it could wait; helping Cheshire came first.
But Isuel’s magic had no effect.
It just passed through the monsters like an illusion.
He couldn’t do anything but watch.
Frustrated, he slammed his fist down on the chess piece right next to him.
Then the chess piece became soft like cotton and wrapped around Isuel’s fist.
As if not wanting to hurt someone precious.
Isuel squeezed his eyes shut and opened them.
And he whispered a monologue that no one could hear.
“Don’t cry, Cheshire…….”
To his sister, who wasn’t shedding a single tear but was crying her heart out inside.
***
He hadn’t thought he should unfold the Phantasm.
He had only resolved to protect his precious people.
No matter the cost.
The moment his firm will blazed, he felt something slip out of his body.
He realized as he watched the Phantasm unfold with a huge sense of exhaustion.
‘This is my life force.’
The fairy’s power was all gone, so now the only power left was life force.
He felt like he knew why the crown had warned him to choose carefully.
The crown would prioritize Cheshire above all else.
Cheshire was also a little, just a little, scary.
Unfolding such a large-scale Phantasm and even purifying monsters.
Even when she had the fairy’s power intact, she had fainted while purifying monsters.
So he couldn’t even guess how much life force he would have to consume now that he had almost no power.
‘If I’m unlucky, am I going to die here?’
But he didn’t regret it.
Even if he was given another chance, he would have made the same choice.
Cheshire, who had entered the Phantasm, slowly opened her eyes.
The Phantasm, created by drawing in life force, was a little different from before.
Everything that was broken and destroyed was restored.
Things that didn’t exist were newly created.
The crown muttered to Cheshire, who was looking at the Serpent’s Castle shimmering like a mirage beyond the horizon.
“You really are the same.”
The crown, which had turned back into a rabbit doll, climbed up Cheshire’s arm.
The rabbit doll, which was haphazardly flopped on her head, kept nagging Cheshire.
“She also sacrificed herself for everyone.”
“But the Queen must not forget those who will be left behind.”
“Sacrifice does not bring happiness.”
It seemed that the previous queen, her mother, had made a similar choice to Cheshire.
The rabbit doll grabbed Cheshire’s hair and said.
“The longer you maintain the Phantasm, the more unhappy you will become.”
It meant to hurry up and get rid of it because her life force was running out.
It definitely felt a little different from the existing Phantasm.
She had set the Phantasm range to the entire Imperial Palace, but none of the people who should have been dragged in with her were visible.
Only monsters were swarming.
Cheshire wielded the ax.
The sky melted down, binding the revealed monsters with carnivorous flowers, and purifying them with the ax.
She wanted to deal with them all at once, but if she did, she really felt like she would use up all her life force here and die, so she used carnivorous flowers and an ax.
Every time she saw a monster purified and disappearing by the ax, it felt like a needle was being stuck in her heart.
If Cheshire hadn’t appeared, they might not have become monsters.
Even if they were trapped in the laboratory, they might have been able to die as fairies at least.
They wouldn’t have been treated like useless waste like this.
‘I’m sorry.’
She swallowed the apology she couldn’t convey and purified all the monsters.
She purified the last monster and gasped for breath.
Dizziness struck.
The hand holding the ax trembled, but she gripped it even tighter.
It was time to return to reality.
Cheshire swung the ax one last time and struck down on the empty air.
The Phantasm shattered.
Cheshire, who was staring at the shattering pieces of the Phantasm, widened her eyes.
“…!”
She thought she had come in alone, but now she could see the people who had been trapped in the Phantasm.
They were all looking at Cheshire, at Richessia.
As she met the gazes flying through the fragments, Cheshire returned to reality.
***
As soon as she returned to reality, the rabbit doll turned back into a crown.
With the ax in her hand, Cheshire gasped for breath.
“…….”
There were many people gathered in the banquet hall, but everyone was silent as if their lips were stuck together.
Everyone had been trapped in Cheshire’s Phantasm and watched the purification.
Cheshire bit the inside of her cheek so that it wouldn’t show.
She had been prepared for the secret she had been hiding since she unfolded the Phantasm to be revealed.
However, she didn’t have the confidence to boldly confirm what kind of eyes Hylon and the men of the Vasilian family would be looking at her with.
She moved her body, which felt like it was about to collapse at any moment, and walked forward.
The place where she dragged the ax across the floor of the banquet hall was in front of the Holy King.
Sianor, who still hadn’t fully awakened from the illusion, looked at Cheshire with trembling eyes, with a foolish look on his face.
“Holy King Sianor Hildred.”
Cheshire stretched the ax straight out towards him.
The Holy Knights who were supposed to guard the Holy King couldn’t bring themselves to stop Cheshire.
To be exact, they didn’t seem to know what to do.
Because Cheshire Vasilian had saved everyone here.
“As the Fairy Queen, I ask the Holy Empire.”
She swallowed the bitter, blood-mixed saliva that was rising up and continued coldly.
“Do you acknowledge and atone for the crime of repeatedly experimenting on fairies and other Phantasmal species for the past hundreds of years, and abandoning the monsters born from those failures in the Eastern Black Forest?”
Sianor, who had been looking blank, belatedly trembled.
“Fai, Fairy Queen, what nonsense are you talking about?”
Cheshire chuckled at the words he spat out in a hurry.
She raised the corners of her lips crookedly and sneered, in a shape exactly like Kiern.
“How much more do I have to prove that I am the Queen?”
“That’s!”
“I purified the monsters that your Holy Empire couldn’t handle, and I’m wearing the Fairy Queen’s crown.”
“…….”
Sianor’s complexion turned pale.
“If you can’t answer, then just.”
Cheshire tilted her ax and smiled brightly.
“Die.”