Villain's Valor: A Noble Fantasy Resurrection

51  Chapter 51: Mission E (19)

Looking around again, making sure I am truly back, I even pinch my cheek and indeed feel pain.

Sighing, I place my hand on my chest to check my vital signs and if my heart is beating. I am alive.

I could remember everything that happened; it's engraved in my memory. Even after waking up, I still feel nervous. My heart is beating rapidly. I can sense some changes inside me. Somehow, I feel like I belong to this world, as if I was born and raised here.

It's an entirely new feeling. Remembering everything that happened a few moments ago, I wonder if the culprit behind all this was the "Dragon" residing in my soul. Considering that it recreated my previous world, maybe it read my memories because everything was so real. But for what purpose did it do that? What was its intent? A test?

I'm not sure, but in the end, I congratulate myself. I guess it can be said that I passed whatever that test was.

Looking up at the sky, which is cloudy by the way, damn, why is this weather so depressing?

The conclusions I can draw are:

1. Somehow, it knows that I don't belong to this world, and it also read my memories.

2. I don't sense any ill intentions on its part, or since it's living in my soul, it's somehow connected to me. If I die, it dies too, but I can't find the sense or reason. I suppose it's assessing my worth, I think this because in the novel, Anthony, even though he possessed his bloodline, could never use it.

3. If this is correct, then it is my bloodline.

4. Also, every time I enter my soul, I can only see its eyes. The best description for the eyes is observer. So, until now, it has been observing me.

But as always, these are just my deductions, and I could be wrong.

Feeling a movement on my left leg that Elsa decided to use as a kind of pillow.

Looking down at her, I observe how she stretches. Opening my eyes, she looks directly into my eyes.

"How is the sleeping beauty?" I say with a small smile.

Elsa, somewhat dazed, continues to look at me. After a few seconds, she opens her eyes wide and quickly stands up.

I have to admit, that was very fast.

"S-sorry, it wasn't my intention," she says with a face as red as a tomato.

I think I missed something; I don't understand why she's so embarrassed. She didn't do anything wrong, but seeing her like this...

"Don't tease me! I'm not laughing," she whispers.

"Hahaha, okay, my bad. Calm down."

Putting her hands on her hips, she sits far away from me.

After Elsa's anger subsided, we began preparing to leave this place.

We started walking again through the endless fog towards our destination.

We arrived at a specific location, different from the norm. The fog on the ground was absent. Looking ahead, I could see a small, miraculously standing, ruined house. It's surrounded by trees, giving a sense of forgetfulness, a forgotten house in this hell.

Moving cautiously, we approached the house. The first thing you could distinguish is that it's in ruins. It was built with black wood and stubbornly stays upright, refusing to fall to the ground. It's a bit large.

Passing through the door, we were greeted by a place destroyed by the years. Debris everywhere and some destroyed walls. It was strangely warm and there was some light. After a quick inspection, I didn't sense any presence. It seems safe. Advancing towards the other doors, there was nothing in particular, just more debris.

But one door was destroyed, and inside, we found a corpse – to be more precise, it was just a skeleton. Looking around, I could discern the image of a small notebook.

Walking slowly toward the body, passing by the skeleton, I picked up the small notebook, cleaning it with my hand. It had gathered a lot of dirt and was somewhat damaged.

Heading towards Elsa, who was looking at the corpse sadly.

"It must be sad to die in this place, alone, with no one by your side," she says with a low voice.

"I think the same as you, but don't be sad. We'll give him or her a dignified burial," I reply.

"What's that you have in your hand?"

"It's a notebook that was by its side. Let's read it."

"Okay."

Opening the book, we started reading.

Day 1

My name is Edison. I'm a rank E adventurer, 30 years old. I have a daughter, and I'm trapped. I can't get out of this place. I'm going to die.

Day 4

I was deceived, betrayed. They told me to watch over this place. I came with a group of hunters, and they offered me a large amount of money. I was desperate; my wife was sick, she was dying. The offer wasn't bad. I just had to watch that no one came. The reason is that behind this house, about 5 kilometers ahead, there's a tree that produces fruits that are highly sold in the market. They said to watch over this place because the beast that protects the tree roams this house from time to time. They said it's just a beast of rank F-, silver-plated. I didn't think much and decided to accept.

Day 7

I was attacked. If I couldn't even see it, it was incredibly fast. It injured me gravely, and I have nothing to heal myself. Damn, they said it wasn't necessary!

Day 10

It likes to torture me. It knows I'm in this place, knows I'm alone. It likes to wander around the house. From time to time, it makes noise: one step, two steps, three steps, and four steps. There are 4 in total. It knocks on the door in the room I'm in and leaves. It knows I'm dying.

Day 13

I can't bear it anymore. They never came to save me. Hahaha, it was a trap from the beginning. It was the bait; they took advantage and fled with the fruits...

Day 14

Forgive me! Forgive me! Forgive me! For being useless, for being a bad father. I'm sorry, wife, I'm so sorry, my daughter...

Day 16

I can't bear it; the pain is unbearable. The wound is infected. I'm hearing its steps again. It's behind the door, apparently wants to finish the job itself. This is it; I've reached the end.

After finishing reading the diary, I hear footsteps around the house... n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

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