A World Where You All Are The Villains - Chapter 13.2
Unlike in the novel, I wish the male leads wouldn’t feel even a hint of guilt at seeing Edith come back to life.
Because.
“…That way, I won’t feel guilty either when I turn my back on you later.”
Ethan’s rampage index had gone up a little from yesterday.
‘Yesterday it was definitely 64%.’
The sudden disappearance of the female lead.
The longer the male leads are unable to see her, the more their condition will steadily deteriorate.
And I had no intention of concerning myself with that.
* * *
The next day.
The chance to test my original ability came sooner than expected.
“Good morning, Milady.”
When I saw Eston enter behind the butler as if nothing were wrong, my eyes flew wide open.
“You…!”
Her rampage value had shot up overnight.
It was at the point where she could lose control at any moment.
I jumped out of bed and pointed at her, startling the butler.
“M-Milady. What’s the matter?”
Only then did I come to my senses, and I forced myself to speak calmly.
“…Butler, Nancy. Could you both step out for a moment?”
“But, Milady, Young Master Ethan told me to check if your allergy had improved…”
“……”
“T-Then, we’ll wait outside the door!”
As soon as I picked up the decorative vase from the nightstand without a word, the butler bolted from the room in terror. Nancy, of course, followed right behind.
Clack—
Once the door closed, only Eston and I were left in the room.
“……”
Eston looked at me in disbelief at the situation playing out so similarly to yesterday.
But, true to someone about to lose control, her complexion was ashen.
I walked right up to her.
“You.”
“……”
“I warned you, but you went ahead and used your ability anyway?”
Eston frowned at my words.
“So, as the Duke family’s resident healer, you’re saying I shouldn’t use my power?”
“You’re about to go on a rampage.”
“W-What…!”
At that, Eston’s brown pupils trembled.
Her face, already pale, turned as white as a sheet.
She looked like she could collapse at any moment.
‘Or else, start spewing black miasma and try to tear me apart.’
Still, perhaps by nature, even then Eston stubbornly lifted her chin and glared at me.
“…Isn’t that a little harsh to say to a servant who came to heal you first thing in the morning, Milady?”
“If we’re talking numbers, you have 4% left.”
“How would you know that, Lady—!”
Abandoning any pretense, she snapped at me, her face sharpening. She must have finally realized something was terribly wrong.
“From your toes,”
I traced my finger through the air from her feet upward.
“And up to here.”
I tapped near her forehead.
“From head to toe, you’re full of black miasma, reeking horribly. How could I not notice?”
“T-That’s…”
Unlike yesterday, when she’d snapped back, Eston’s face was now filled with confusion.
It was only natural for a non-Awakener like me to know about miasma corrosion, or maybe she couldn’t even understand what I was saying.
Her reaction was expected, but that too seemed like just another arrogance of an awakener, and I felt a twinge of disgust.
“What? Did you think you were the only one allowed to have powers?”
I twisted up one side of my mouth in a sneer.
“D-Did you… awaken?”
Eston’s brown eyes widened even further.
“B-But, Milady, you’ve already gone through puberty. How could you have awakened so late…!”
“Shh. Your voice is too loud.”
I frowned, warning the agitated girl.
“Whether I’m an Awakener or not isn’t the issue here, Eston.”
“……”
“Look at yourself.”
I said coldly, gesturing to the full-length mirror on her right.
Eston, who had been pressing me for answers, turned her head with clear annoyance.
And at that moment.
Drip, drip—
“Ah…”
Just like yesterday, blood began to drip from her nose.
But unlike before, there wasn’t a hint of red in the blood.
It was pitch black, thick as oil.
Textbook evidence that her body had been completely corroded by miasma.
“H, Hggh…!”
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