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It Is Fate To Be Loved by the Villains Chapter 209

209. Expedition (2)

Fanol’s consciousness was sinking deep.

The fact that he was gradually sinking into the inner world was a bar he felt well.

The more you go inside, the more things you normally ‘living under cover’ are showing up more and more.

The hardened inner side. Twisted emotions. Memories like those that hack your mind every time you chew and ruminate on them.


For Fenol Laipeck, the world has always been a place full of pain and heartbreak.

At least, it would be nice to say that every moment she can remember ‘in her days alive’ is dotted with such things.

She was also born in her first rural hometown. The magic tower that I put the second enemy on.

The humans around her were all in bad shape.

“That’s why I’m helping you.”

Her voice echoed in Fenol’s head as he slowly descended deeper.

Clean up your blurred vision and look forward.

There is a woman resting her chin on her nose and staring out of her own eyes in front of her nose.

She is a woman who would become like this if she replaced herself with the image of ‘red’.

Of course, it’s not exactly the same. There is some difference.

Perhaps she will become just like this when she grows herself for a few years.

“It is better not to feel anything. You must already know in your heart.”


“Living in this world is painful. If you accept nothing, you lose nothing.”

Sorrow. Regret.

Perhaps, it’s an atmosphere where you can even feel compassion.

From what the object called ‘the devil’ exudes, it doesn’t look very suitable.


Beyond the faint consciousness, he barely concocted a sentence.

“…Why… Did you save me…?”

The first time he died, the first time he died.

When she found out that her very existence was cursed by others.

The one who saved herself is the red devil in front of her eyes.

If only he had known that his past was dotted with such painful memories.


Comfort and rest.

I wish I had let go.


This guy, what does she want from herself?

What was the reason she held her breath until she took away all her emotions and senses?


An answer hasn’t come back for quite some time.

“…Take a break, Faynol.”

In my vacant mind, such voices resounded one after another.

“Because when you open your eyes next time, the world where you won’t be hurt again will be complete.”

That’s the last word.

Fynol’s consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

It’s scary.

If I had to organize the words that popped into my head right now, nothing else would come to my mind.

Elijah Krisanax grabbed her holy sword with her trembling hands.

What is in front of my eyes is an image I have seen once, even as a child.

The figure of the ‘devil’ that exists inside a huge pillar of fire.

Two horns on top of his head. A torn pupil.

Faynola Effect, as if holding her own body, quietly existed within the pillar of fire.

Looking blankly at the sky with eyes that have lost their light.

Like trying to find something.

‘…They told me not to waste time.’

I recall the advice I received from Daud before coming here.

It is said that the longer the red devil appears, the more it becomes terraformed and changes.

If that happens, if that bowl touches the Void Zone.

Just like that, the world could end.


Then, she is clear what she has to do here.

No matter what, no matter who the opponent is

Elijah took a deep breath and gripped her holy sword.

To be honest.

I don’t think I can do it.

Isn’t this kind of thing always done by Daud? He was more of a supporter of it.

With no support from you, there’s no way I can do this.

Still, it’s better to do something than stand still and watch the world perish!


With an inhalation, it kicks off the ground and runs.

Anyway, I’m not a human who ate the title of a candidate for the hero on a daily basis.

If you use the combat skills specially trained by Kwon Seong and the eyes of truth, you won’t be an opponent at all.

‘…First, cut the flames, then use magic to build a foothold to approach the main body, and third, fight in close combat…’

I’ve never worked with demons, but the fight itself won’t work unless you at least drag it there!

While thinking so.

The next moment.

Elijah’s body was violently thrown out.

This happened before even approaching the flames forming the pillar of fire.


Elijah’s pupils dilated.

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Just now.

It took me quite a while to understand what had happened.

‘…I just…’

Just by the ‘pressure’ radiating from the other side.

Without any hostile intentions, it was simply the reverberation of the demonic spirit emanating from the pillar of fire.

I couldn’t even approach and was pushed away.

Fynol’s body in the pillar of fire is in a state of motionless. It means that he is conscious of himself and has not even taken action to push himself away.

So to speak.

You must be in a state where you can’t even control your body due to the other person’s ‘breath’.


My eyes are bloody.

There is no humiliation like this.

Then she gritted her teeth and ran towards it.


Rather, it would have been better for the opponent’s blow to crush him.

Now this.

To the point where I feel like I don’t even feel worth dealing with.


I couldn’t do anything.

I can’t even deal with it. I can’t even find a strategy.

Even though you are looking at the other person with the eyes of truth, you cannot obtain any information about the other person.


Elijah, gritting his teeth, rushed at the opponent again.

If it doesn’t work, I have no choice but to do it until it works.

I just rushed at it with that thought in mind.



Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven.


Continued to be thrown down.

I couldn’t even approach it straight.

Such a gap, as if her pride, her self-esteem, her efforts that she has done are all in denial.

“…Not funny, don’t…!”

Perhaps, at first, those emotions were the driving force behind moving the body.

How many times.

How many times have you rushed like that?

My whole body feels numb.

The other person is not even interested in you in the first place.

It is said that even that level of harm is not being inflicted on oneself.


Dozens. Hundred. One hundred and fifty.

I don’t know how many times I’ve been knocked down in just a few minutes.

My whole body is swollen. No matter how reverberant it is, the number of scratches on the body increases due to constant contact with Magi. The residual injuries and pain are gradually accumulating.

The whole body is covered in dust, covered in blood, and covered in bruises.

Two hundred. Three hundred. Three hundred and fifty.

I wonder if it has been less than an hour?


It hurts.

It hurts.

I feel like my whole body is being torn apart.

Even though I rushed like this.

Still, I can’t even straighten the ‘distance’ with the other person.

A ridiculously strong adversary. The gap flies skyward to the point where the opponent himself feels like a bug.

To the point where it feels like it’s meaningless to even stand up against them.


But, still.

Elijah took a deep breath and straightened her holy sword.

There are probably many psychological mechanisms that support the human being Elijah Krisanax.

‘…No matter how ridiculous the gap is.’


‘…No matter how painful it is.’

Always rushed forward without fear, even if it was an opponent with such a gap.

Because there is work to be done while enduring such pain as if the whole body is being crushed.

– It’s okay.

And to such a person.

I heard that not too long ago.

-You can do it.

“…I know.”

Gentle your teeth.

Grab the trembling legs. Stand up using the sword as a staff.

“…I know, sir.”

The man admitted to sleeping. He could do it, he assured me.

If you can’t stand this much, you don’t even deserve to stand next to him.

When I think of that, my body is energized again. He raises his battered body again.


I took a deep breath and gripped the holy sword.

I’m so weak that my arms almost feel like jelly, but I get back upright.


With such spirited spirit.

Elijah moved forward without hesitation.

And the next moment.


For the first time, part of the flame near Faynol was ‘slashed’.

“… Huh?”

Elijah’s eyes widened.

Although it is weak.

It was, without a doubt, the first blow inflicted on the opponent.

It’s just the fact that Faynole flinched and looked this way.

However, the thing that surprised her more than that.


She glared at her holy sword with her sharp eyes.

Didn’t this just shine?


After thinking about it, I exerted some energy, and then I woke up right away.

No matter how much she fell in love with you, it takes a little bit…!

[…That’s because the holy sword reacts when the user’s will is most strongly hardened.]

“Whoa, whoa?!”

Elijah stared at her holy sword in awe.

Unless she’s crazy.

Just now, a ‘voice’ came from within the sword.



Didn’t I just tell you?

Are you sure you said that?!

Looking at the Holy Sword while thinking that way.

“…Who are you talking to?”

A familiar voice tapped in my ear.

A startled Elijah looked behind her.

Daud was looking at him with a puzzled look.

“As expected, the hero… Should I say that? I never thought I would be able to do it this far alone.”


She said that with the air that Elijah seemed to choke her slightly.

I don’t even know why it looked like that.

I don’t even know why this man is here.

I don’t even know how he got along.

I don’t even know what happened to that Helguard.

There are many things that need to be explained.


But somehow.

It must be because the ‘anxiety’ I felt when I saw Dawood before was washed away.

“Yes, sir. I’m here to help.”

If you just listen to the words that follow, that’s probably the case.

“It doesn’t change that you have to do the final touches.”

Daud said with a grin.

Elijah’s eyes were wide open for a moment.


This is the look of Dawood she knew.

No matter how difficult the situation.

The look of a man who is sure that things will turn out the way he ‘thinks’.

“Your face has improved, sir.”

Elijah smiled and said that.

This is the reaction as soon as you confirm that this man’s condition has improved, even with his broken body.

I feel that my condition is also quite serious.

“So, what are your plans?”

“Oh, that’s it.”

Daud answered with a grin on his face.

Then, he raises his finger and points at Faynole.

The voice flows out in succession with a nonchalant expression.

“I’m going to eat him.”


“I’m over there, that, what is it? To eat delicious.”


Elijah looked back and forth between Faynol and Daud in the pillar of fire in silence.





“…You really crazy pervert, are you?”

“…Why do I have to listen to that?”

What if she overlooked it?

Dawud in this state, for the most part, always said something crazy.

It Is Fate To Be Loved by the Villains

It Is Fate To Be Loved by the Villains

악당에게 사랑받는 운명입니다,Fated to Be Loved by Villains
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Status: Ongoing Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
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