My Past Life is Riddled With Many Sins - Chapter 107
Not long after the three inside the tent fell asleep, she noticed Tobias Sefer dozing off in a seated position. She almost woke him up but decided against it.
The stamina of a wizard was predictable, and the reason there were supposed to be two people on watch was that if one dozed off, the other could stay alert.
At that moment, a chilling sensation ran down her spine as a surge of intense murderous intent directed toward her.
Reacting instinctively, she grabbed her sword and jumped to her feet, turning her body toward the source of the murderous intent. After recognizing the identity of the approaching figure, she froze.
Moonlight poured down on the man approaching her with audible footsteps, revealing a glinting blade in his hand that didn’t quite match his priestly robe. His sculpted face held no warmth, and when her gaze met his cold, silver eyes filled with hatred, she felt her grip on the sword loosen.
“Senior … Valen.”
Valen did not respond to her call; he simply closed the distance in silence. The blade of the dagger he held gleamed ominously under the gentle moonlight.
It felt as if a beautiful reaper was approaching to take her life. Though she knew she should resist, an overwhelming desire to surrender took hold, as if she had been poisoned by a sweet toxin.
Perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad to die if that was what he wanted. Caught in such irrational thoughts, she stood frozen in place.
Had it been the same in her past life? Had Yekarna also found herself in Friedrich’s hands like this?
He was now within arm’s reach. The sharply honed blade reflected the moonlight as it surged toward her heart. The pristine white sleeve of his robe filled her vision.
In the next moment, she moved her sword hand with lightning speed to block the dagger that was aimed at her chest.
His priestly robe sleeve had become stained as it brushed against the wound on her ankle while gripping her muddy shoes before. Although he could have changed into spare clothes, a sudden clarity washed over her, and she felt the need to confirm this.
Just then, an ominous chill enveloped her body, a dark magical energy that was so dense it was almost incomprehensible that she hadn’t recognized it until now.
When a person is flustered, do they become such a fool that they can’t even notice something so obvious? In a panic, one can’t even tell whether food is going into their mouth or nose, but still…
As the certainty that the figure before her was not Valen filled her mind, she finally felt able to breathe. Just as she took a breath, Valen’s distorted face began to melt grotesquely right in front of her.
What emerged in its place was a male devilkin with vengeful eyes with an unfamiliar face.
“You will die quietly!”
Regina struggled to comprehend the situation. Why had a devilkin suddenly appeared to attack her? Wasn’t it already enough to keep a low profile to avoid being discovered?
As if reading her confusion, the devilkin spoke.
“It’s your fault my wife is dead!”
That statement struck a chord.
The only devilkins she had personally dealt with were two. Among them, the one she killed at the banquet was male, meaning the female devilkin she had killed at the masquerade ball in the underworld must have been this male devilkin’s partner.
‘So that’s how it is.’
She understood why this devilkin was willing to take risks to come after her. However, she couldn’t just let herself be easily defeated.
The problem was that she couldn’t directly end this devilkin’s life. Killing a devilkin would lead to a demonic poisoning, and the purification ritual from the priests would not work on her.
This meant doing that in a place filled with academy students… Of course, she would try to find a spot that wouldn’t attract attention, but the thought alone was terrifying.
The final blow—what some would call the ‘killing blow’—would have to be dealt by someone else. At that moment, she noticed her fellow group member, Tobias Sefer, who seemed to have awakened from his nap at the sound of clashing metal.
He looked at her with a startled expression.
“Sefer! Use an attack spell!”
“What? On, on a person?”
Tobias Sefer recoiled in shock. The devilkin’s appearance was nearly indistinguishable from that of a human. Moreover, the fact that devilkins had appeared in the Middle Realm was still confidential.
While there’s no such thing as a perfect secret, students at the academy would eventually find out, but that time was not now. Therefore, she couldn’t reveal to Tobias Sefer that this was not a human, but a devilkin.
“Then use a binding spell!”
“Uh? Oh.”
This time, it seemed that Tobias Sefer didn’t have a moral issue with the request, as he began to recite the spell. Now all she had to do was stall for time while dealing with the devilkin.
‘After binding it, I can wake up Fathom to handle it.’
Fathom was aware of the devilkin’s existence. The day she revealed the presence of devilkins at the imperial banquet, the winners and runners-up of the academy’s swordsmanship tournament were also present.
She carefully avoided the devilkin’s vital points, incapacitating it like a chef preparing ingredients for cooking, ensuring that Fathom would have an easy time dealing with it when he woke up.
Tobias Sefer’s binding spell effectively rendered the devilkin unable to move.
‘Just one more hit, and it will die.’
Satisfied with her preparatory work, Regina nodded and stepped into the tent to nudge Fathom with her foot.
“Wake up, Leroy.”
“Uhhh….”
As she looked down at Fathom, who was mumbling incoherently with his eyes still closed, she crouched down. She wanted to wake him as gently as possible, but time was of the essence.
So, she leaned closer and whispered a threat into his ear.
“Open your eyes before I use your face as a dartboard, Rupert.”
“Eek!”
Fathom jumped up with an exaggerated reaction that surprised Regina a bit.
“Grab your sword and come with me. There’s a devilkin.”
“What?”
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