A World Where You All Are The Villains - Chapter 31.2
Swoosh, swoooosh…
The light, which had been no more than a small dot, rapidly grew in size.
From a dot to the size of a quail egg, an egg, a baseball, a soccer ball… The ball of light successively expanded until it finally took the shape of a person.
I couldn’t believe my eyes.
‘…Spatial movement?’
Of course, among the Awakeners, there were those who could freely traverse space.
The ability commonly known as ‘Teleportation’.
But what shocked me wasn’t just witnessing teleportation, it was the fact that it had been used inside the Imperial Palace.
‘Isn’t ability use restricted inside the palace?!’
In the novel, using an ability within the Imperial Palace is considered an act of treason and can result in losing your ability and being executed as a capital crime.
‘But there’s someone crazy enough to teleport so brazenly…?’
And to make the destination a banquet hall packed with young awakened nobles?
At that moment, my thoughts were abruptly cut off.
Whoosh!
At last, the shining light in human form burst out and vanished, and two people appeared.
“Uuck!”
One, wrapped in a shabby robe, was startled by the crowd and hastily hid behind a nearby pillar.
In contrast, the other man stood with utter confidence, even though he had just spatially teleported into the middle of the Imperial Palace.
Pitch-black hair and pitch-black eyes, as if his entire being was soaked in miasma.
A jet-black tailcoat embroidered with brilliant gold patterns.
The rough, black fur draped over his shoulders looked both terribly out of place and yet suited him better than anyone.
“Hey— Everyone, were you enjoying yourselves? Something came up on the way, so I’m a bit late.”
He greeted the crowd, utterly unfazed, with one hand raised.
That hand was completely drenched in thick, black blood.
Drip. Drip.
Drops of blood fell from his hand, staining the white marble floor black.
“H-Huuhk! G-Grand Duke Belnac?!”
“H-How did you…!”
Everyone was shocked by the Grand Duke’s sudden, almost supernatural appearance.
But I.
I alone was not focused on the man’s murderous appearance, but on the numbers above his head.
‘Is he insane?!’
Male Lead #4 was on the verge of going on rampage.
It was unbelievable that he was just walking around in that state.
The nightmare I went through with Eston not long ago flashed through my mind.
With even the slightest trigger, he could go wild and start slaughtering people.
‘The female lead! Where the hell is the female lead?!’
Frantically, I searched for the female lead who could purify him.
But.
“Uaaagh—!”
Instead of the female lead, a shabby-looking middle-aged man burst out.
Thud!
The man who had been hiding behind the pillar collapsed pathetically to the floor.
It was because Male Lead #4 had seized him by the scruff of the neck and flung him down roughly.
In the process, the middle-aged man dropped the sack he had been holding.
“Kyaah! Wh-What is that?!”
“B-Blood, is that blood?!”
Several nobles shrieked in surprise at the large sack, splotched with black blood.
“Tsk, you should be careful. You’ll ruin my precious trophies.”
“S-Sorry, Grand Duke! I’m sorry!”
At Male Lead #4’s mutter, the middle-aged man trembled like a leaf, kneeling and begging for forgiveness.
‘Is he… the spatial ability user?’
Male Lead #4 only had one known ability, so the man sprawled on the ground must be the spatial ability user.
But the two of them looked less like colleagues and more like a hunter and his slave.
‘He treats a spatial ability user like that…?’
Even in the modern world I came from, spatial ability users were highly valued.
Especially being able to teleport others meant at least an A-Class or higher.
I watched Male Lead #4 and the middle-aged man warily.
“What… What do you think you’re doing, Grand Duke?!”
Suddenly, a sharp voice cracked through the air like lightning.
Startled, I looked up to see the Crown Prince glaring at Male Lead #4, his face pale with agitation.
The Grand Duke curled up one corner of his mouth as he looked at the Crown Prince.
“Oh dear, an uninvited guest playing the host, I see.”
“Y-You dare! Show proper respect!”
“You’ve come at just the right time, Your Highness. I was planning to visit soon anyway to prove my loyalty.”
Despite the Crown Prince’s anger, the Grand Duke strode forward nonchalantly.
Step, step.
He approached the sack the middle-aged man had dropped and, with one hand, easily hefted it up.
With the other hand, he rummaged through its contents.
After a moment, he pulled out a heavy, watermelon-sized lump of fur.
Male Lead #4 tossed it carelessly to the front.
Roll… Thud.
He seemed to throw it without a thought, but it landed precisely at the Crown Prince’s feet.
“This is the head of a griffin from the Caspian Gorge.”
“……”
“There’s a rumor that boiling its brain and eating it will allow one to awaken, so I cut off the head as soon as I caught it.”
Sharp, wide-open eyes. A yellow beak. The shape of a golden eagle.
It was none other than the severed head of a monster.
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