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Now, of all times? (4)

“If there’s no specific signal from me, wait only for 30 minutes. After that, you can do as you please.”

“Yes.”

“Well then, I’ll go.”

“Don’t get hurt.”

“Don’t worry.”

I glanced at Merson, smiled once, and firmly instructed him to wait here. Then, with confidence, I opened the massive door of the temple and walked towards the main entrance.

“You there, who are you? The mass has been canceled. Go back now.”

Without responding, I silently moved forward. The temple knights who sensed something strange began to approach me. I was scared, but my feet didn’t stop.

Image, image.

As I envisioned the image of temple knights’ bodies sticking to the wall, surprisingly, it manifested. Blue lights burst from my body, transforming into a form that reached the waists of the temple knights and pushed them against the wall.

“Ugh!”

Groaning sounds echoed from various places.

“I don’t know when you can be released… I’m a novice in magic, so I don’t know the exact time. Roughly estimating, it might not be until before sunrise tomorrow.”

There were no people blocking my path. Before I knew it, if someone came running, within 10 seconds, they were already busy hugging the wall with an ‘ugh’ grunt.

* * *

Without any obstacles, I reached the door of the saint’s room. I was going to burst in with the momentum to attack in one blow!

Taking a deep breath and letting it out, I forcefully opened the door as I exhaled.

Come out, boss!

“……”

However, contrary to what I expected, the room was just silent. I even expected the cliche laughter of a villain to come in. The cold reaction made my determination waver.

Despite a slight disappointment, I entered the room without releasing the tension.

“Serdebella Renee!”

Even if I shouted, only the empty room welcomed me.

The tightly closed curtains and the neatly arranged quilt seemed untouched for quite some time. It wasn’t supposed to be the room of a deceased person, but an eerie chill made my hair stand on end for no reason.

I circled the spacious room once. There were no devices or traps, but it didn’t feel like Serdebella had abandoned the temple and fled. All her belongings were intact, just as I had seen before.

“This book….”

A book caught my eye on a towering bookshelf that was tall over my height. No, there were rows and rows of untitled books filling the entire shelf.

I remembered the last time, when I accidentally dropped this book, the saint’s face turned pale. Is there something in it? It doesn’t look expensive… Apart from the incident with Count Abitz, there might be another scheme she was plotting….

Standing on tiptoe, I exerted all my strength to reach for it. Barely touching it with my fingertips, the book began to come out little by little. However, contrary to my intention, it didn’t get caught in my hand but fell directly onto my head.

“Shit.”

Thinking about my forehead, which must be red and swollen, I roughly rubbed it. I shouldn’t let Merson misunderstand because of this… I should have just used magic to get it out.

I casually picked up the book that had fallen on the floor. Just like before, there were no visible letters on the wine-colored cover.

My fingertip touched the rough edge of the book, and without looking at the cover, I flipped through a few pages.

“….”

Swoosh—

With a sound, the page that I flipped over was unexpectedly something beyond my imagination.

With a sense of strength releasing throughout my body, the book shook in my hand. It wasn’t like my vision was blurred, but I blinked several times.

Realizing my trembling body, I forced myself to regain composure. The book didn’t fall to the ground, but I couldn’t prevent myself from collapsing.

“No… way.”

I saw Korean letters. Letters that should never be in this world. And the content within it was even more shocking.

[The Demon King Kaylehartz Blanc Ferrier Rodenhaire in the grief of losing his subordinate and anger that wrapped around his body captured all the villagers who consumed the body of his subordinate. He made a path with the corpses of the villagers who had taken part. With a single flick of his finger, the villagers burst into blood and died coldly. It was truly a massacre.]

This sentence. It’s familiar. No, I can’t not know it. I’ve read it several times, how could I not know! When I first fell into this world, the first thing that came to mind was the first passage of this book!

As if entranced, I continued to flip through the pages. Without a doubt, it was indeed the novel I had been reading. The descriptions in the book that had brought a sense of dissonance to reality were exactly the same.

For example, the character, a saint who spent her entire life worrying about others without knowing how to take care of her own interests.

“Miss Erina is delusional right now.”

I remember the first day I talked to Serdebella here. She definitely said that. But…

“It was you who was delusional, not me, Serdebella.”

If I remember correctly, Serdebella’s ability to ‘open doors’ that did not appear in the novel must be the dimensional door connecting the world where I originally lived, and Serdebella was going back and forth between this place and the other, publishing novels.

Thinking about Serdebella’s shameless face, I got annoyed. The way she covered the whole country with her own fantasy, taking three men and trying to realize it, which was admirable in a different sense.

“But why…?”

There was one strange thing. The beginning of the novel starts with the ‘Bennon Massacre.’ The moment I was transferred by mere coincidence right in the middle of the Bennon Massacre..

It was an inconsistent structure in the plot flow. There was no prophecy among the ‘saint’s’ abilities.

“It became clear that the Bennon Massacre was also part of Serdebella’s plan. It’s a bit different from what I thought.”

It wasn’t just a village sacrificed for using dark magic. It was just the first step in realizing the romance she had drawn.

The ideas began to take shape more and more. The author of this novel is Serdebella, and she meticulously planned every situation to ensure that her extravagant novel did not end as just a novel.

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