I Kidnapped the Hero's Women-Chapter 229: Sabotage (2)

"Finished."

Yuria successfully apprehended the assassin who infiltrated the hotel and managed to arrest them. Meanwhile, news came in that another assassin, who had attempted to destroy my thesis by breaking into the Magic Association, was also caught just now. Along with this, it was reported that a note discussing the execution of a plan was found in Sephiroth's prison cell.

"Did Sephiroth, who holds a grudge against me, stir things up for revenge...?"

The perpetrator was within the range of what I had somewhat expected. Sephiroth, the traitor who attempted to overthrow the nation by brainwashing the entire legion with magic, had been foiled by me. Had she been holding onto ill feelings ever since? I never imagined she was scheming such interference while directing her underlings from prison through letters...

Still, it was a relief that we could prevent it in advance. The assassin who infiltrated the Magic Association was apprehended by Irene, who had been waiting, sensing something was off. The letters sent to Sephiroth by pigeon were discovered by Reinhardt, who had been carefully observing her.

"Well, then, should I interrogate the culprit?"

It was obvious why Sephiroth targeted me and what her intentions were. Still, just in case, I decided to proceed with an interrogation. So, I headed to the place where Yuria had confined the assassin...

"Saint! You truly exist...!" "Yuria. What on earth is going on here?" "I'm not sure. I just saved them from attempting suicide using my healing powers, and suddenly they started saying these absurd things..." "The power to heal even after absorbing a poison that could kill an elephant with a single drop is surely the power of a saint! Now, please come to your senses, saint! Surely, when you awakened that power, you must have heard the voice of dignity as an angel descended from the heavens, right!?" "I never heard such a thing..."

Ah... I more or less figured out the situation. It seemed that the assassin mistook Yuria's healing ability for divine blessing.

No, wasn’t it more than a mistake? As a hero loved by the game system, which is practically like a god, it wouldn't be entirely wrong to say that she had divine favor.

Yuria, flustered, kept denying that she was a saint, but the assassin, with wild eyes, was convinced that she was one. Fine by me. If they believed Yuria to be a divine messenger, the interrogation would be much easier.

"Alright. If you're a true believer who reveres the saint, then you must understand why you were captured, right?" "Yes! Now I understand! The failure of the mission must surely have been God's will!" "Then answer truthfully. Why did you try to kill me?" "What? Kill you?"

The criminal tilted their head, confused. It felt like the conversation was suddenly out of sync.

"Did you not poison my drink with venom?" "Ah, this poison is for suicide. What I put in your drink was this."

"...?"

The assassin fumbled and pulled out a bottle of medicine with the cap open from their inner pocket. The label on the bottle read, 'Laxative.' I rubbed my eyes, wondering if I was seeing things, but it was the same.

"...What is this?"

Heavy footsteps echoed from the end of the prison corridor, and as a man in a dark suit appeared behind the bars, Sephiroth sneered.

"Count Vermont. Your presence here means that my plan has failed." "Correct."

So, it really did fail. I had a hunch when Reinhardt caught the pigeon. Now, seeing Aslan, who should have been struggling in the restroom after drinking the laxative, standing right in front of me, Sephiroth felt all the strength drain from his body.

"Now that you've already recruited the Empress, the Northern Duke, and even Reinhardt, what is there left to fear? The world will soon be in your hands." "...What are you talking about?" "Don’t pretend. I may be in prison, but I have my sources. I hear the Magic Association's inside information. You're planning to showcase black magic at this academic conference, right?" "..." "So, you’ve finally achieved your father’s wish. Congratulations. This academic conference must be the first step in your plan to summon an evil god and turn the world into hell. Since my interference failed, no one can stop you now. So, consider this a premature congratulations." "..."

Sephiroth twisted his lips into a strange smile. Aslan, who had been listening expressionlessly, was now thoroughly confused.

'What the hell is she talking about?'

He was left speechless, his head aching from the absurdity. Summoning an evil god with black magic? It was a concept straight out of an outdated, absurd fantasy.

Not only had Sephiroth completely misunderstood black magic, but wasn’t she the villain who wanted to kill the Empress and take over the entire Empire? Why was she now trying to stop a black magician from summoning an evil god? Was she thinking the Empire should be conquered by him, and no other villain should ruin it?

'This world seems to have villains with questionable sanity...'

Aslan felt more and more confused. Was he the only purely evil person in this messed-up world?

At first, he thought being in Aslan’s body was a curse, but now he began to wonder if it might actually be a blessing. If he had been possessed by anyone else, he wouldn’t have been able to stop Aslan's cruel actions in time...

"Why aren’t you responding? Are you speechless because I’ve hit the mark? No one has ever figured out your plans in such detail, have they?" "I’m too lazy to explain." "I suppose so. When the day of destruction comes, I’ll be the first to die. No wonder explaining it to me would be a bother." "..."

Without responding, Aslan casually took out some documents, pushed them inside the bars, and turned away, leaving the prison.

After his footsteps faded, Sephiroth picked up the documents he had left behind.

"Ha. So this is a paper on black magic research, huh? Damn bastard."

Even though he had tried to overthrow the country, he never dreamed of selling the entire world to an evil god... Sephiroth trembled in disgust at Count Vermont's wicked plot, half-expecting what was in the paper, half-fearing it, as he began to read.

"...Huh?"

It wasn’t long or full of technical terms, but the content was easy to understand for anyone. After reading the paper, Sephiroth’s face turned bright red.

"What the hell is this? This isn’t a plan to summon an evil god!"

Aslan Vermont was the son of the man who was executed for black magic, wasn’t he? Just like when he had hypnotized Reinhardt, wasn't Aslan trying to hypnotize the Empress and hand over the Empire to the evil god?!

But why was the paper so straightforward and normal!?

"AAARGH!!!"

As Sephiroth recalled his earlier mocking words, he felt utterly embarrassed and wanted to die. Only the miserable screams of a woman echoed through the prison.

"Too many incidents before the academic conference..."

After the reactor meltdown and the attempted suicide via laxative, I arrived at the institution only to find myself overwhelmed by events, making me already feel tired. If I hadn’t been in an immortal body, I would have likely been tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep due to anxiety.

But at least the kids were safe. They were probably sound asleep at the Northern Duke's villa by now.

I decided I would explain everything to them tomorrow. For now, I had planned to check my script for tomorrow’s presentation when...

"Are you okay!?" "Ah, Aslan! I heard an assassin attacked!? Yuria told me..."

The door suddenly slammed open and Charlotte and Yulia rushed in, panicking. I couldn’t help but laugh.

"You two... it’s almost midnight, why aren’t you asleep?" "Isn’t it a big deal that you’re in danger?" "It wasn’t dangerous. Even if the assassin had attacked, I just got a little sick from all the digestive movement. I would have been fine for the presentation."

"What!? You almost couldn’t present? We worked so hard on that with Aslan! Those bastards...!"

Charlotte and Yulia furiously expressed their anger, and I could only laugh, unable to say anything in response. It wasn’t a big deal, but with how these girls were acting, it seemed like a disaster had struck.

"Anyway, don’t worry now, Aslan! I’ve set up spirits around the hotel, so if anyone suspicious tries to approach, I’ll know!"

"I’ve got my super cool sword too, so no need to be scared!"

"...That’s a little scary. I can’t even imagine how much we’d have to pay if you destroy the hotel."

"I’m really good at controlling my strength now!"

Charlotte and Yulia confidently exclaimed, likely trying to reassure me. It was such a ridiculous but cute sight.

"And Aslan, why aren’t you asleep? You should rest early for the presentation tomorrow!"

"Ah, I can’t sleep..."

"I knew it! Let me hold your hand and sleep with you!"

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"Me too! I’ll let you hold my hand!"

"...What?"

"I couldn’t sleep because of nightmares before, but Aslan always held my hand, so now I’m going to do it for you."

"Me too! I’ll let you hold my hand!"

"..."

Yulia shyly extended her hand, blushing, and Charlotte followed suit. These two... did they still not know that I don’t sleep?

"Alright, thanks."

"Hehe..."

[The Evil God 'Kali' is jealous and angry, screaming about how she has never been so envious of you!]

Of course, I didn’t feel the need to mention that. Holding hands with Charlotte and Yulia, I decided to spend the night resting, lying down without working, and letting my thoughts drift as I relaxed for once.