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A Villain's Will to Survive novel Chapter 363

Chapter 363: #Sequel. Sophien

... Chirp, chirp—

... Chirp, chirp, chirp—

The song of a bird chirping somewhere in the sky and the stinging sunlight that pricked her closed eyelids were annoying, and Sophien, who had been tossing and turning, found herself opening her eyes.

Then Sophien stared blankly at the sky and, while looking at the scenery, momentarily thought back to memories of what had just happened.

Sophien hung Deculein’s painting in the gallery, and having been exiled and swept up in the storm of time, her body was torn, crushed, shattered, and disintegrated in the rift of time...

"Is this the continent?"

Before being dropped into a nameless forest, not knowing whether it was past, present, or future, or whether it lay on a continent, an island, or another planet, Sophien had already been stripped of her sense of time and space.

"... How cheap," Sophien continued, her eyes scanning her own body.

The remaining lifespan for Sophien was, at most, a day or two, and her death was already determined, yet it was certainly a cheap price to pay for having held back the deterrence with her entire body.

“Even this body of mine can be broken.”

After believing her whole life that she would be immortal, she was now dying like this, and Sophien let out a hollow laugh she didn’t understand, not knowing if it was fortune or misfortune, as she forced her twisted body to stand.

The only thing left for Sophien was to find a place to die, for although her corpse was bound to undergo spontaneous combustion, she could not bring herself to die without knowing where she was.

Crunch—!

However, the moment Sophien was about to walk, a shattering sound filled the mountains, an annoying and sudden event.

Sophien turned around and looked at the place.

Grrrrrr—!

The roar of a beast was heard as a tiger chased an unknown woman in tattered clothing who was running with a child in her arms, a dangerous and precarious situation in which she ran with desperation.

Sophien could have disregarded her, but saving even one person from a tiger could have been lethal to her in her current state and might have reduced her remaining lifespan by more than half.

“It makes no difference if it is half a day, or even a quarter of a day.”

It didn’t matter to Sophien anyway, for she had no regrets in a life that was merely long and marked by an infinitely repeated cycle of regress.

Therefore, Sophien held her sword, took a step, and without hesitation, she swung her blade.

Whoooosh—!

With a rising sword wind, Sophien beheaded the tiger, and the woman was caught in the wind of the mana, causing her to lose her balance.

Ahh!

Despite that, the woman who had stumbled awkwardly remained with the child in her arms.

Sophien approached the woman without a word.

Thud—

“T-Thank you! Thank you, ma’am! I was on my way down the mountain to find a bottle for my child when I ran into a tiger...” the woman said, getting to her feet and bowing repeatedly as Sophien approached.

The woman’s scarred face, with tears hanging in her eyes, is not something I wish to look at for long, Sophien thought.

Tap—

“Thank you so much...”

Like a red stain on the ground, a drop of blood fell, and it was Sophien’s.

Oh, oh! A-Are you alright, ma’am?” the woman asked, looking up at Sophien in a hurry.

“I am not alright,” Sophien replied, shaking her head.

Oh, m-my. I-I am terribly sorry, ma’am! Our house is nearby, please come, come with me! I can offer you some form of treatment, however poor it may be...” the woman said, getting to her feet.

“There is no need,” Sophien replied, rejecting her offer. “That is enough, it is already too late for me.”

“N-No, why would you say such a...”

Waaaaaaaahhh—!

At that moment, the child started to cry, and the woman, startled, tried to calm the child wrapped in swaddling clothes as Sophien’s eyebrows gave a slight twitch while she looked at the child.

“... Show me the way,” Sophien said.

“Sorry?” the woman replied, a look of confusion on her face.

“To your house, or whatever that place may be,” Sophien said, a subtle smile on her lips.

“... Oh, yes! Please, follow me!” the woman replied, hurrying ahead to lead Sophien.

Tat, tat, tat, tat, tat—

After skillfully traveling the mountain path and pushing through the brush, they arrived at a small cabin set on the steep middle slope of a deep mountain.

Creeeak—

“This is the place. Please, come in,” the woman said as she opened the creaking door.

Sophien followed her inside.

"Please, have a seat."

Then she led Sophien to the single bed, had her sit down, and began to pound herbs into a mortar.

“Please wait a moment. I will prepare a treatment for you—”

“More importantly, I have a question to ask of you,” Sophien interrupted.

“... Pardon?”

“There is no need for treatment. Have I not already told you that it is too late?”

Sophien wished to ask what the current time was, if this was the continent, whether it was the Empire or the Republic, or some other foreign planet.

However, more than all of those things...

“What is the name of your child?” Sophien continued, staring at the pale face of the woman.

Umm...

... Haha.

Looking at him now, that black-haired one crying in his mother’s arms, I see that for a mere baby, he already shows clear marks of his future, Sophien thought.

“... Hmm,” Sophien murmured, her eyes gently closing. “I feel a bit... tired.”

Your Majesty.

Chapter 363: #Sequel. Sophien 1

Your Majesty.

Keiron.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Is this a dream?

This is a magical space, Your Majesty. It would appear our souls have been temporarily trapped within this place.

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