I Saved the Demon King Who Was About to Commit Suicide – Chapter 59

Dream City Lunari.

Lucia, who was visiting for the first time, thought the name suited the place perfectly.

Everywhere she looked, a dreamy vibe enveloped the city.

‘This is definitely strange.’

While running around searching for Evan, Lucia suddenly stopped in her tracks with a sense of certainty.

Despite running around for a while, the people’s expressions remained unchanged.

Everyone appeared happily smiling, no matter what they were doing.

Earlier, she accidentally bumped into someone and broke their belongings, yet that person didn’t change their expression and continued to smile happily.

‘Maybe everyone else is different…’

Lucia deliberately bumped into someone else.

“Yikes!!”

As their bodies collided, items tumbled down.

It seemed like they had organized those things with quite some effort, but now the street was in shambles.

“Are you okay?”

“Oh, I’m fine.”

Yet, the man continued to smile without a change in expression.

“…That’s a relief.”

Lucia said just that and left without helping to clean up.

She then watched the man from a distance as he began to organize the mess.

‘Still no change.’

As humans, no matter how hard they try to hide their emotions, they inevitably leak through micro-expressions.

However… there was none of that here.

Only a single smiling face from start to finish.

That was truly all there was.

Lucia tried similar actions with other people, but the results were the same.

‘…There’s absolutely no change in expression.’

In this case, there were two possibilities.

Either they were genuine.

Or their emotions were being manipulated.

‘If everyone’s reacting the same way, then it’s more likely they’re being manipulated.’

The depiction of Rohendel she saw in a previous book wasn’t like this.

It was said to be a city pursuing the freedom and ideals of its people…

But this appearance was much closer to control.

“Rohendel definitely has some abnormalities.”

But it was odd.

Rohendel surely had administrators, and when the Apostle’s seat was empty, the administrators managed the dream world.

Yet it was still like this.

‘Could it be a problem with the Apostle?’

Apostle of Dreams.

Whatever kind of human they were, it was clear that this person had created the current state of Rohendel.

“I killed the previous Apostle of Dreams about 3 to 4 years ago.”

If I consider that people started being unable to wake from dreams since two years ago in Terra…

It’s highly likely that Evan’s situation is also due to the newly appeared Apostle of Dreams.

“This is all just annoying.”

Why is it such a hassle that I can’t touch Evan?

Swish-.

Lucia drew her sword.

It wasn’t simply annoyance.

If the Apostle of Dreams is managing Rohendel, then they should show themselves to take action when abnormalities arise.

That’s why she decided to cause some trouble.

‘In Rohendel, as long as you don’t die, getting hurt isn’t a problem.’

Having made her quick decision, Lucia started swinging her sword toward the people, aiming to not kill them.

Swish!

Blood began to splatter in the festive atmosphere of Lunari.

Those who were wounded finally lost their smiles from their faces, perhaps now feeling pain.

In their place, contempt, resentment, and fear filled the air.

“There’s some crazy woman swinging a sword here!!”

“It’s a stabbing!!!”

“Don’t come any closer…!”

Familiar expressions filled with emotions.

The very expressions I saw often from people when I was the Demon King.

But just because I’m familiar with them doesn’t mean they don’t hurt.

I was defined as the great evil of this world, the Demon King, so I naturally faced rejection from other races and had to be hunted down.

Thus, the Apostles came to catch me in the Demon Realm, and the memory of my friends, brothers, and family among the demon tribes dying while trying to protect me…

That’s a memory that pains me deeply.

I didn’t want to play the villain again.

I didn’t want to recall such memories again; I wanted to avoid acting.

However, for Evan.

For the one who first believed in me, who looked at me with eyes that weren’t full of contempt, resentment, or fear.

Even if it meant pulling out those painful memories.

“I’m willing to become the villain.”

Lucia swung her sword with just enough force to not kill the fleeing people.

Swish!

The streets became increasingly stained red as more and more blood was shed.

Standing atop the bodies of the fallen, she looked around and noticed that something had changed.

‘Many people have disappeared.’

It wasn’t that they moved out of sight, but rather there were far fewer presences, reduced to a fraction.

While Lucia pondered this sudden change, something flew towards her.

Clang-!

The sound of metal ringing as she deflected it with her sword.

What came flying was a scarlet whip.

“Oh wow- I didn’t think you’d block that.”

What followed was a voice tinged with playfulness.

A girl, appearing to be around seventeen or nineteen, asked Lucia from the edge of her vision.

“Sister, sister. What’s your name?”

Lucia noticed the symbol of the God of Dreams, Stelle, on the girl’s collarbone.

Recognizing that, Lucia spoke.

“…You must be the new Apostle of Dreams.”

“Oh my, sister. It seems you know me.”

The girl chuckled playfully, her beautiful eyes crinkling like crescent moons.

“Where’s Evan?”

“I think I asked the first question, so can’t you answer mine first?”

“I don’t have much time to spare.”

“Time can be made.”

Lucia’s expression twisted a bit more in response to the girl’s cheerfulness.

“Answer first. I don’t want to fight other Apostles for no reason.”

“Oh dear. You’re speaking as if you can beat me, sister?”

“I could easily defeat someone like you.”

“Oh my, that’s a bit scary. But I don’t think I’ll go down easily. You see, I’m the type who must have whatever I want in order to feel fulfilled.”

The girl’s pink pupils gleamed.

Her gaze was fixed solely on Lucia.

“Sister, you know… I’m totally your type…! Hehe, I want to make you kneel before me by force and break you however I like!”

A tone full of deep possessiveness in her words.

Upon hearing that, Lucia immediately realized that the girl standing before her wasn’t in her right mind.

“It seems I’ll have to get answers out of you by force.”

“Oh, I absolutely agree with that. I believe a beating is the best way to teach a disobedient puppy.”

In that instant, the girl’s figure vanished.

Like smoke dispersing, the girl disappeared.

“Then shall we have some fun? Sister?”

Yet her voice continued to echo.

Like it was drilled directly into her mind.

Feeling the unsettling sensation from that, Lucia’s expression twisted even more.

“If you’re confident, shouldn’t you come out for a fair fight?”

“Oh ho ho… Then I suppose you won’t be able to handle me? Let’s start with an appetizer!”

Click-.

The sound of fingers snapping reverberated, and the space shifted.

The landscape was engulfed in darkness.

Amidst it all, the voice kept ringing.

“What is it that sister desires the most-?”

As the girl spoke, the space shifted again, and the scenery changed.

The emerald sea from before appeared.

And nearby was a single house.

“Are you wishing to live in a place like this?”

“…I don’t know.”

“How cold. Look, over there! Look at that house.”

As the girl spoke, Lucia turned her gaze toward the house.

The door swung open.

And out came none other than Evan and herself.

Along with them was a child that appeared to be theirs.

“This is your desire, isn’t it? Building a home on this beach with a loved one and raising a child together.”

Those words left no room for denial.

It was indeed what she had hoped for since falling in love with him.

“If you stay with me in Rohendel, you’ll be able to live here forever. Loving one another and raising children together.”

What a truly sweet temptation it was.

How happy would it be to simply live loving him, the one she loved?

She was certain she’d be happier than anyone else in the world.

“Given your lack of denial, it seems sister truly desires this. Hee hee, how about we…?”

Swish!

As the girl continued to speak, a clean slicing sound was heard.

Lucia’s sword was cutting through the space.

“What the…!”

“A life spent living together with a loved one… Indeed, there’s likely no happier life.”

The girl then asked with an angry tone.

“Then why did you refuse! You could be living by getting what you desire the most…!”

“No matter how happy it is, a dream is just a dream. And…”

Lucia infused her sword with power to slice through the space that remains uncut.

The blade roared fiercely as it shimmered white.

“For him, I am an unforgivable sinner…”

She cuts the dream.

A dream so bright that it was far too brilliant to even dare to wish for.

“I will cut this space, my dream.”

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