The Villain Of The Horror Game Dreams Of The Heroine Every Night - Chapter 94

Chapter 94

Fortunately, Rose barely escaped Leonhard’s attack.

“Lord Leonhard, what are you doing?!”

She didn’t attack Leonhard.

It was because no matter how powerful magic was, it would be useless in front of him. What could be more contradictory than a wizard belonging to the Imperial Family attacking Leonhard Bernoulli? Of course, the opposite was also true.

“I don’t know why you’re doing this…”

Her words were cut short by Leonhard’s repeated attacks. She barely managed to dodge his attacks as she watched Rashir’s trail with her eyes full of surprise.

“Everyone avoid it!”

Rose screamed at the top of her lungs. Even in an urgent situation, her mind, which returned quickly, came to only one conclusion.

‘This is not Lord Leonhard.’

This was obviously the ghost sleeping in this maze or a monster the Empire had never reported to before.

‘…Maybe it’s a trick of a warlock.’

Even though she didn’t feel the presence of the warlock at all, she didn’t know what the people would do. Rose drew on her magic to the fullest as she had noticed long ago that Celine had reached her limits.

‘What would have happened if you hadn’t brought me here, Celine.’

Her eyes lit up.

Now, she was the only one who could save them.

Leonhard made a grimace on his face.

“Lord Leonhard, what are you doing!”

The warlock screamed as if it was impossible for him to attack her. Still, he didn’t bother to answer. It was as natural for him to kill a warlock as how the sun rose in the morning and the moon climbed at night.

He silently swung Rashir at the warlock.

‘…It’s strange.’

Before he could even compete a few moves, Leonhard could sense something was off. Unlike other warlocks, this warlock didn’t attack him, she just dodged him. Of course, he had seen several warlocks running away as soon as they saw him though this warlock did not run away. She just dodged his attack.

At that time, another warlock appeared from the darkness.

“Leonhard!”

“….?”

Leonhard froze.

It wasn’t because the other warlock called her friendly as if she knew him personally.

‘Two warlocks?’

He had never seen a warlock moving together.

In the first place, warlocks were far away from actively interacting and helping each other through their own methods.

When warlocks appeared in the same area, it was the exact opposite.

As a new warlock appeared in an area with an old warlock, it was common to leave for a distant area with the help of the old warlock. However, if a new warlock refuses to leave for another area, or if two warlocks manifest in the same area at the same time…

They fought like beasts until one of them died.

Leonhard had witnessed the scene only once. He could still see the winner drinking the blood of the loser and being elevated like a drug.

‘By the way, these guys…’

His head hurt. Their presence in this maze right now was completely unexpected. In addition to that, a new type of warlock.

At that moment, he realized something even more strange.

‘There are two of them, but I didn’t even notice that there was a warlock.’

…Two warlocks.

Even if they were warlocks who were good at hiding their presence, it was close to impossible to hide their unique evil energy to this extent. Leonhard shook his head slightly and brushed off his thoughts. Perhaps this maze gave the warlocks better hiding. The only thing that mattered to him right now was to kill those warlocks in front of him.

He lifted Rashir again.

He met the second warlock’s terrified eyes but thought nothing of it. Hadn’t he done it hundreds of times so far?

“Leonhard!”

He paused for a moment.

There was something familiar about the sound of this warlock calling him.

‘…Was she a wizard I knew in the past?’

His forehead furrowed at the bitter thought.

This was the underground maze of the Imperial Palace. It wouldn’t be strange if a wizard belonging to the Imperial Family, who had a passing relationship with him in the past, became a warlock and hid here.

‘Perhaps, the warlock who infiltrated the Crown Princes was not the one in Agathirsus itself.’

The result of this, or these people joining together with the warlock of Agathirsus, must have been the one who caused a disturbance in the Crown Prince’s Palace. He was satisfied with his logical conclusion and mechanically attacked the warlock in front of his eyes.

‘….?”

This warlock was more bizarre than the first warlock. She called his name while avoiding his attack with minimal movement.

“Leonhard, Leonhard!”

“Celine, wake up! That person is not Lord Leonhard. Run away!”

“…What?”

A blank word escaped from Leonhard’s mouth. If his ears weren’t wrong, the first warlock just called the second warlock Celine.

‘It’s Celine.’

He soon regretted letting the stupid words spill out of his mouth. It was because the second warlock immediately dug into it with pleasure.

“Leonhard, can you recognize me? It’s me, Celine!”

He tried to ignore the warlock’s words.

He had heard various nonsense from warlocks screaming frantically right before their deaths, though he had never heard anything as absurd as this one. He gritted and spat out. The anger that started in his head spread all over his body, making him feel the heat.

“Shut up. That’s not a name for a warlock to dare put on his lips?”

“Leonhard…!”

Surprisingly, the warlock posing as Celine was genuinely shocked. It even felt very similar to her voice.

Leonhard discovered a few more things in common between the warlock and Celine. The warlock in front of him was bright blonde like Celine and had large blue-gray eyes. Even the clothes were similar to her favorite winter dresses for activities.

However, this person was a warlock.

…It was by no means Celine.

‘Yes, even appearance can mislead me.’

In general, warlocks did not change their appearance or try to trick with it since there was no need for that.

But in case they need to…

The fact that people’s eyes were easily seduced could be used to fool them.

‘…Ha.’

Leonhard knew that he didn’t have to reveal the true form of the warlock in front of him. If he killed the warlock anyway, she would return to her true form.

“Leonhard, do you really not recognize me? Really?”

But now, the warlock’s heinous appearance, which was even crying, urged him to fully reveal her true identity before killing her.

His face hardened as much as it distorted.

‘…That person brought it on herself.’

He no longer wielded Rashir to kill the warlock.

He moved Rashir more delicately, just enough to break the enchantment magic the warlock was wearing. It was a move that the warlock in front of him never expected.

‘….?’

Leonhard paused for a moment. Obviously, he didn’t feel the delusion magic that should be there.

‘It can’t be…’

The warlock in front of him looked exactly like Celine. She had the same voice as Celine and wore the same clothes as Celine… it was the natural appearance of a warlock, without any deceptive magic. He was able to exercise his last remaining restraint and not drop Rashir.

“Celine…!”

He threw Celine’s name out of his mouth.

His head was dizzy. For the first time in his life, he didn’t know what to do with the warlock in front of him.

‘…I’d rather die.’

It was the only clear thought that came to his jumbled head.

Celine struggled to keep her balance even as she was overcome with despair. Leonhard didn’t recognize her. More precisely, he completely mistook her and Rose for warlocks.

And she knew the exact cause.

‘…It’s the stage.’

Until now, Leonhard’s excessive movement as a cheat key was the root of the problem. The stage, which did not want any more cheats, eventually influenced Leonhard and made him hostile. The guilt gripped her heart and wouldn’t let go.

Not just her, but also Rose.

“Run now! This, I will try to do something about it!”

Celine threw herself in front of Rose, who was screaming, blocking Leonhard.

‘Rose thinks this is something other than Leonhard.’

Bitterness swallowed Celine. Rose’s thoughts were obvious. After all, how could she possibly think that this lunatic who cut down a decent wizard was Leonhard Bernoulli?

…Except for the one person who knows about [ Celine’s Nightmare ].

She gazed straight at Leonhard. It was still him, whom she knew well, not the Leonhard, who was slaughtering the heroine in the game.

“Leonhard!”

She moved minimally to avoid Leonhard’s attack. It was easier than she thought. In the beginning, fighting with Leonhard was her daily routine. Celine knew almost all the patterns he used to attack warlocks.

Then, Rose’s voice came.

“Celine, wake up! That person is not Lord Leonhard. Run away!”

Leonhard’s movement slowed very slightly.

“…What?”

Celine thanked Rose with all her heart.

In an instant, hope flashed in this dark underground maze. She repeatedly shouted at him that she was Celine. She thought this situation would not be resolved in such a simple way because she couldn’t bear to fight against Leonhard.

‘It’s okay if Leonhard kills me because I will live again. Then, he might recognize me.’

Fortunately, it seemed to have an effect.

It was because Leonhard gently touched her surroundings with Rashir as if he was checking to see if there was any delusion magic.

At that moment…

Leonhard’s eyes opened wide, and his whole body stiffened.

‘He recognized me…!’

She slowly approached him, feeling relief and joy swell in her heart. However, Leonhard didn’t hug her or smile like he usually did. He spat out her name stiffly again.

“Celine…!”

Celine had a hunch.

…The situation did not improve at all.

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