Becoming the Terminally-Ill Villain Who Torments His Disciples - Chapter 84.2
‘Yeah, let’s live like this.’
The more one tried to dissect what was right or wrong, to weigh qualifications and judge accordingly, the more it only wore them down. If that was the case, then it was better to just give in to desire with all one’s might and devour everything that could be taken.
‘May this happiness continue on forever.’
That was all he could earnestly wish for.
The next morning.
Cielo opened his eyes while clutching his waist, then looked groggily at the two people lying next to him.
Despite the intense affair last night having crushed the flower-shaped rings, they still hadn’t removed them from their fingers.
“…Cute.”
Muttering under his breath, Cielo gazed at their faces in silence for a moment, then suddenly grew playful and gently pinched their noses.
“Both are going in at once next time. We loosened enough, didn’t we?”
“Ah, it’s not going in. It’s not—ugh!”
He was pretty sure that on the day he nearly died, he was the one who had begged them to put both in. But now that it had actually happened, the pain had been unimaginable.
“Better be careful with what you say…”
As the memory of the previous day surfaced, Cielo flushed with embarrassment and forced himself to calm down before climbing out of bed.
As he moved, he could hear Ryan and Oscar stirring and starting to get up behind him.
“…C-Ciel, Cielo. Cielo!”
At that moment, Sol and Pielago banged urgently on the door and shouted.
“We found it! We found a way to break the contract!”
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Cielo, who had been deep in thought, took a deep breath and spoke.
“No other choice, I’ll do it.”
“…Are you serious?”
“You said there’s no other way.”
Cielo let out a wry smile as he quietly looked down at the book Sol and Pielago had brought.
There was only one method to break the contract they spoke of: the sacrifice had to personally kill the ‘subject of the contract.’
When Cielo first heard it, he thought the subject of the contract referred to Sol. As he hesitated, Sol’s face turned pale as he quickly clarified.
“The subject isn’t the person who carried out the contract directly—it’s the one who coerced it into happening.”
Which meant the subject of the contract was the father of Cielo and the twins: Typhon.
“…Guess more strange rumors will start spreading again.”
A son who killed his own father.
That alone could draw the scorn of the entire world. Some people might bring up the terrible rumors about Cielo and mutter things like, “I knew it would come to this.”
“I’ll try my best to suppress the rumors.”
“…R-Right. Let’s just say I was the one who did it. That should work.”
At Sol and Pielago’s remarks, Cielo laughed out loud.
“What does it matter what they say? What matters most is staying alive.”
With that, Cielo stood up and stretched his arms wide.
Now that the decision was made, all that was left was to act quickly. Having once already passed the brink of death, there was no point in hesitating any longer.
“We’ll need food for the trip to the Esteban estate, so I’ll go ask for something to eat.”
“I’ll grab some blankets.”
“Then I’ll go talk to the coachman.”
As everyone began to move in a flurry, the door swung open without a single knock, and Damon appeared.
“Stop.”
At the stern voice, Cielo’s body trembled slightly. Could he have heard what they’d said inside?
Nervously looking at him, Cielo froze as Damon strode up and stood right in front of him. Then he reached out and touched Cielo’s thin arm with a click of his tongue.
“With that body, can you even hold a sword properly? Let’s just hope you don’t collapse while trying.”
Damon scanned Cielo from head to toe with a disapproving look, then sighed and held out a sword.
“This is…”
“Surely you didn’t think you could sever a demon contract with an ordinary sword, did you?”
“Ah…”
“Take this sword. It will help with what you’re trying to do.”
Cielo’s eyes widened at Damon’s words. He thought Damon hated him.
To that questioning look, Damon gave a small cough and said,
“Didn’t you say you’d survive no matter what?”
“…”
“Then survive. If you return alive… we’ll talk again then.”