Becoming the Terminally-Ill Villain Who Torments His Disciples

Startled by the words “someone is dying,” Cielo calmly asked a question.

“Where is this person?”

“They looked like… a criminal. I think they were being dragged in by the other knights… I was afraid they might die if I just left them alone, so I went to heal them. But I was useless…”

Oscar said that although a few scratches had disappeared, the person’s condition, which was already on the brink of death, had not improved at all.

Before Oscar had even finished speaking, knights approached, dragging the criminal from not far away.

Seeing Cielo, the knights looked at him and asked,

“Will you treat them?”

“Yes. Please lay them down.”

At Cielo’s unwavering response, Ryan, who had been standing at a distance, quickly stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

“Shouldn’t you at least find out what crime this person committed before treating them?

In response, one of the knights said,

“She was a maid in the Crown Prince’s palace. Maybe she offended His Highness somehow… anyway, it wasn’t some major treason.”

The knight added quietly, “She just ended up unfortunate.” His voice was calm, as if this sort of thing happened often.

Though Cielo hadn’t seen Eli again since their last encounter, he had occasionally heard news. Things like beating people up, or pouring his pheromones onto passing Omegas just to test whether his scent worked.

Every one of those rumors was horrifying.

“Above all, if you treat someone the Crown Prince laid hands on, who knows what he’ll say to harass you next.”

“You’re hoping for that kind of situation to happen, aren’t you?”

“…What?”

“But no matter what His Highness does to me later, I can’t just stand by and watch someone die right in front of me. Nothing takes priority over a person’s life.”

At Cielo’s resolute words, Ryan slowly released the arm he had been holding.

With his face scrunched in frustration, Ryan let out a long sigh and turned to the surrounding knights.

“Cielo, you didn’t treat anyone in the west tower. This one got better all on their own. That’s the story.”

Whether Cielo treated the person or not, Eli would find a reason to go after him anyway. If he healed them, Eli would raise a fuss about how Cielo only treats criminals and neglects high-ranking nobles. If he didn’t, Eli would question his competence as a healer for leaving a dying person unattended.

What Ryan was doing now was declaring that he would block all those possible outcomes.

“…Thank you, Ryan.”

“Don’t mention it. It’s about saving someone’s life.”

Ryan quietly observed Cielo as he rushed to the patient to examine the patient’s condition.

Only a few months ago, Cielo had hated treating people. But ever since the day he reportedly hit his head, he had changed completely.

Even when teaching Oscar, he had said, “If there is someone in pain, treat them to the extent your body allows it.”

“I’m probably not the person you remember anymore.”

The words Cielo had said the day he forgave him lingered in Ryan’s mind.

It didn’t feel like something someone would say just because they had lost their memory. It felt more like he was hiding something important.

He had truly changed into someone else.

Ryan couldn’t help but entertain a ridiculous theory. What if the Cielo in front of him only looked the same on the outside, but was a completely different person inside? Frowning at the complicated thoughts forming in his head, Ryan shook his head.

At that moment, Cielo turned to Oscar, who had approached with a worried expression.

“Thank you, Oscar. Thanks to the first aid you gave, the bleeding had stopped to some extent.”

He probably said that out of concern for Oscar, who had called himself useless. Seeing Cielo clearly express that Oscar had helped, Ryan’s expression grew even more complicated.

Just as Cielo reached out to take the maid’s arm, Ryan grabbed his arm with wide eyes.

“…Wait, wait, wait! If you use your power here and mess up your cycle, what are you going to do? At least take her to the infirmary first—.”

“Her breathing is shallow. If I don’t treat her now, I don’t know what might happen.”