The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 187

Sianor hurriedly stepped back,

It was to avoid the ax blade that looked as if it would strike at any moment.

His inability to answer and retreat was utterly pathetic.

Chesha swung the ax.

“Heeok!”

The Holy King screamed in terror.

However, the ax struck his arm, not his neck.

With a sound like stone splitting, the Holy King’s prosthetic arm fell to the floor.

Chesha proceeded to chop off the other arm as well.

Looking down at the Holy King, who had lost both arms in an instant, he declared,

“Humans, bring this man to trial, reveal all his crimes, and punish him accordingly. Otherwise, the entire continent will pay the price.”

“Evidence, evidence…!”

“The Basilian family will prove the Holy King’s crimes.”

The Holy King, still out of his mind, shouted frantically, but a cold voice interjected.

Belzeon wiped the blood from his cheek and stepped forward.

Karha and Ishuel stood on either side of Belzeon with expressionless faces.

The three brothers, in their true forms, revealed themselves as Basilians without reservation.

“Count Basilian, as the master of the underworld, possesses evidence that the Holy King committed heresy. This is also evidence to clear the Basilian family’s name.”

Belzeon turned his gaze to the Emperor.

“The Sun Emperor of Palen will vouch for the honor of the Basilian family.”

The Emperor, who had been dazedly watching, belatedly flinched in surprise.

He stammered, as if pushed,

“It is true that Count Basilian is the master of the underworld…”

As soon as the Emperor finished speaking, Belzeon glared at the still-frozen Holy Knights.

Receiving his fierce gaze, they belatedly arrested the Holy King.

Having lost both arms, he was tied up with ropes in a rather comical state.

Seeing the Holy King being dealt with, Chesha felt slightly relieved.

Chesha scattered the ax into flowers.

As the extreme excitement subsided a little, the pain he had been holding back surged in.

The taste of blood lingered in his mouth.

Along with it came a pain as if his heart was being squeezed.

He knew he had consumed life force, but it seemed he had used more power than expected.

A cold sweat ran down his spine at his unusual condition.

As he forced strength into his legs, which kept buckling, the crown tapped him lightly.

“Foolish.”

“You have committed a truly foolish act.”

Chesha squeezed his eyes shut at the crown’s lament.

He tried to control it, but it seemed he had poured in too much life force.

‘I’m going to die.’

The fear of death he had felt while being chased by slave hunters in the past resurfaced.

Ironically, at that moment, worry preceded fear.

If I die, what will happen to the people left behind?

Hailon, the Basilians…

I haven’t even said I’m sorry for lying yet.

Thinking that this might be the end, he suddenly felt courageous.

Chesha cautiously looked at those he had been avoiding.

Belzeon and the twins immediately met his gaze as if they had been waiting.

All three had faces that said they had a lot to say, but that was it.

Their eyes toward Chesha contained no hatred.

Swallowing relief, he turned his head.

The blue eyes staring at Chesha were serene.

Unlike the three brothers, his eyes were so calm that they seemed indifferent at first glance.

But Chesha knew.

That was when Hailon was most terrifying.

He involuntarily swallowed hard.

Still, one thing was certain.

He would not leave Chesha, Licheshia.

Finally, Chesha looked at Kiern.

“…”

Chesha moved his lips a few times.

It was because he didn’t know what to call him.

Even at this point, would he still be Chesha of the Basilian family?

Hesitating without certainty, Kiern called his name first.

“Chesha.”

It was a gentle voice, as if telling him not to worry about anything.

His voice filled him with emotion.

A desire to be held in his arms and act spoiled surged up, but he suppressed it.

The moment he saw Kiern, it became clear what he had to do now.

‘I can grant you one lifelong wish.’

The process of making the decision was straightforward and strangely calm.

Chesha spoke carefully, making sure his voice didn’t tremble with pain.

“There’s only a chance now.”

It was a statement with the beginning and end cut off.

But Kiern immediately understood its meaning.

Looking at the red eyes flickering with complex emotions, he asked.

“Is the preparation…”

“It’s always been ready. From a long time ago.”

Chesha slowly nodded to the one who didn’t ask anything else.

And he reached out his hand.

Kiern looked at the crown on Chesha’s head and the slender hand he offered.

As if caught in some emotion, he took a short breath for a moment and slowly approached Chesha.

The sound of his shoe heels hitting the marble floor was clear.

Chesha and Kiern clasped hands.

They held each other’s hands tightly and looked at each other.

At the same time, shadows soared from their feet.

Just before the shadows swallowed them both,

Clatter!

White chains wrapped around Chesha and Kiern respectively.

When the vision went dark and then bright again,

Chesha and Kiern were in the flower garden of the Eastern Black Forest.

Hailon was there too.

It was the only place in the dark forest where sunlight poured in and blue leaves and fresh flowers bloomed.

Standing next to the empty coffin in the middle of the flower garden, Hailon asked coldly.

“What in the world are you doing?”

He glared, restraining Chesha and Kiern with chains.

Kiern chuckled.

And he pulled the shadows to break the chains.

Hailon, who had already suffered internal injuries from the demon, spat out blood again from the reaction of the chains being destroyed.

Keeping Hailon in place with shadows, Kiern looked up at the sky.

He stretched out his hand to the sky.

Then, the darkness of the Black Forest began to be sucked into Kiern.

It was an unbelievable sight.

As he endlessly swallowed the vast darkness, the Black Forest began to regain its original greenness.

In the swirling darkness, Kiern looked at Chesha.

At the same time, the ground vibrated, and a huge magic circle formed around the coffin.

Hailon rarely showed signs of embarrassment when he saw the magic circle.

Kiern laughed and explained.

“I’m going to revive my dead wife.”

Amidst the wind that wildly fluttered his hair and clothes, Kiern smiled brightly.

“It’s not something I should be doing in front of a former Inquisitor [an official of the Inquisition, a religious court], but I’d appreciate your understanding as our situation is urgent.”

A light flashed in Kiern’s eyes.

He began the magic he had long desired.

Something small and white floated up from the empty coffin.

The couple’s wedding rings were sucked into the black magic circle and disappeared.

Kiern cut off a bit of his hair with shadows.

And he cut his palm and scattered it with drops of blood.

His hair and blood were all absorbed into the magic circle, just like the wedding rings.

The storm rising from the magic circle intensified even more.

Enough to shake all the trees in the Black Forest at once.

Now, all that remained was the final sacrifice.

Kiern looked at Chesha.

Chesha slowly blinked and opened his mouth.

“Count Basilian’s wife was the previous Fairy Queen.”

He felt strange hearing his own voice coming out between his lips.

“The sacrifice needed to revive her is not the Queen’s crown, but equivalent exchange.”

Looking at the gradually widening red eyes, he headed towards the magic circle.

Chesha told Kiern the truth.

“You have to offer me as a sacrifice.”