Reverse agitation.
This was the term given to the situation in which the energy of the possessor of the berserk power came back to infect the wielder himself.
Very direct expression, isn't it?
“Cough, kgggh…!”
The Count was rolling on the floor and vomiting hysterically.
He seemed to be having difficulty breathing as he scratched his neck madly, while snake scales began to split his skin and protrude outward.
“Aaaaak…!”
Even those who were watching the scene turned pale in horror.
'I told you, the ability to transform into a snake is extremely painful.'
No one from the Tenberen Kingdom could not not know the extent of this pain.
'Knowing this, he deliberately tried to drive the princess on a rampage.'
Normally, the original possessor of the ability could hold on for a while even if his strength went berserk, because it was his strength after all.
“Cough, aaa!”
In an instant, one of the Count's arms that had gone berserk had turned into a huge snake tail.
As the snake's tail almost hit the ground like a whip, Jean shouted in the shadows: “Make shields, everyone!”
Since they had received advance warning from Lillian, they were extremely quick.
Thanks to this, when the whip attack was launched, the armor made of stone and hard clay blocked it.
And at the moment when the snake's tail was about to split the air again...
It completely vanished into space as if it were melting ice.
Behind Lillian's back, a soft and lazy voice was heard, sounding as if she was startled: “How much did you expect this to happen, Miss?”
“…! Your Highness the Prince”
The villain had his arms around Lillian's waist from behind.
He clicked his tongue as he looked at the Count, who was wallowing after his arm vanished: “You are ordering me to wait around.”
“It was not an order, it was a plea.”
“I wonder if you expected this guy to end up like this too.”
“It was simply expected.”
Do you want to harm someone with power? So the most effective way is to make him go berserk.
At first, the Count may have thought that obstructing Liliane's reforms would be enough.
'But these people are being too meticulous.'
So, when the princess came to the temporary workshop, Lillian examined her hand.
'Your Highness Princess, may I touch your hand for a moment?'
‘…? Why?’
This was to ensure that there was an inscription causing the agitation.
“The most appropriate place to place an inscription without arousing the suspicion of the person to whom it is intended is the back of the hand.”
The back of the hand is usually the easiest.
Since she was in control, she could sense the patterns even if they were transparent.
This inscription, unlike the 'mark', was a one-time use brainwashing charm.
'There was a high probability that he would activate it at this moment!'
As an excuse to get rid of visual evidence and emphasize the princess's instability.
Fortunately I had modified it to work backwards beforehand...
“Ah!”
Lillian placed her hand on her temple.
She felt a sudden pain that made her vision blur.
When she removed her hand, she found blood on it. Her skin seemed to be broken and there was a painful tingling sensation.
“Oh…?”
Wow. It seems that the ability to transform into a snake has the property of regeneration.
'The tail that was destroyed by the evil one has emerged again'
She was hit by a pebble that flew from that explosion.
Well, as long as it doesn't hurt my eyes it's okay. Since we are in the temple, it would be easy to ask for some healing energy.
But at that moment, all the sounds behind Lillian's back faded away.
“……?”
She felt so strong that she was afraid to look back.
As if you were walking in a dark alley and felt something terrifying sticking to your back.
The source of that prestige passed by her from the left.
Only then was she able to release the breath stuck in her throat.
“…Your Highness?”
Suddenly...the villain's mood changed.
Lillian realized again, concretely: Why was the original novel's description of this man of alluring, fleeting beauty so frightening?
The sight of him smiling was no different from that of a beautiful, bloodthirsty demon.
Every time he took a step, the grass beneath his feet faded and turned white.
The disappearance spread in circles around him like crashing waves.
Her senses screamed warning: If this continued like this, a major disaster would occur.
Lillian rushed to stand in front of Efrain: “Your Highness, hold on! Control your power!”
“Step aside”
“Your Highness, one moment, control! Do you remember control?”
“Lillian Taillard”
His soft, calm voice was extremely terrifying: “I’m in a very bad mood right now, and I won’t see anything in front of me soon.”
“……!”
“So, step back.”
Lillian's throat went dry. Didn't he say he knew how to control his power?
Everything was fine until a moment ago, so why did his anger suddenly explode?
At that moment, a snow-white lightning bolt fell out of nowhere.
It directly hit the count's arm, which turned into a snake's tail.
“Aaaaak!”
“Wow. They say that the snakes of legends are constantly renewed.”
“Ugh…!”
“Does this regenerative property also transfer to humans? Really interesting...”
His voice was devoid of any real interest.
Since the Count was in a state of reverse rampage with the snake ability, his body was continuing to regenerate frequently.
And the villain, despite his ability to knock him unconscious, did not do so.
The princess and the Tenberen Kingdom delegation were trembling in horror.
As for the faces of the shadows that were so lively in front of Lilian, they turned completely cold.
It was as if they were watching a familiar scene, one they had only forgotten for a while.
Lillian slowly closed her mouth.
Of course, she felt no pity for that Count, not even the size of an ant's tear.
He is scum who deserves to be tortured, and you would understand if he was sentenced to death in his kingdom.
But there is a difference between inflicting deserved punishment and playing with humans as puppets.
She had to reduce the “mental pollution” of people with abilities who quickly lost their minds from getting emotional.
And not just the villain, but even the Count's side that was trying to react madly.
The controller's basic rule is to reduce mental pollution through “contact,” but...
'Focus'
Sometimes, there was someone who could push this power out of his body and use it.
Although its power is less than direct touch, it was the perfect solution for this situation.
'I've had that weird infinity sign appear on me too.'
Lilian gritted her teeth and tried to pull the power swirling inside her to the surface of her skin.
She clasped her hands as if she was praying.
Push it in, push it out...!
At that moment –
Specters of pink butterflies mixed with sparkling particles appeared in the air.
Butterflies were swimming above people's heads as if in a dream.
As soon as the shiny particles falling from the butterflies' wings touched their skin, they faded away completely, leaving a feeling of freshness.
Then a pink butterfly landed delicately between the count's eyebrows, who raised his head.
“Oh....oh...”
The Count slowly collapsed in place.
Lillian rushed towards the prince, who stood stiffly.
You woke me up and put me on this path.
And you said that you were branded of your own free will.
Isn't it fair, then, that you too maintain your psychological balance until the end?
“Your Highness. Please, stop now.”
Lillian grabbed the villain's left hand tightly.
The villain kept looking straight ahead.
Is hand control insufficient?
Lillian began holding the villain's hand and massaging it diligently and diligently.
If the situation wasn't so urgent, she would have looked like a righteous daughter trying to please her father.
But the villain did nothing.
'What more should I touch now?'