Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son
Chapter 401 - 401: [Terror of the Dead God] [9] [Weapons]

"Urgh!"

A sudden headache assaulted my mind, making me groan in pain.

My eyes fluttered up as I tried to move around—.

"Huh?"

—Only to notice that I was in someone else's bed.

I jerked up to sit on the bed as I frantically looked around, but there was no one with me.

I rubbed my temples to alleviate the throbbing pain that hammered my mind.

The room was one of the best rooms I had ever been in, with a glass roof that showered sunlight inside.

"The fuck happened?"

I groaned, getting out of the bed as I found myself half-naked.

'Wait, come to think of it....'

The last memory returned as I remembered seeing Nyxara... naked.

"I lost consciousness—."

[<No, you were knocked out.>]

Inna's voice echoed in my mind, making me flinch.

"What?" I frowned in confusion. "How did I not notice it?"

[<Because she is stronger than you.>]

"..."

Really?

A chill ran down my spine as I noticed how close I was to dying.

Had she not been kind, that woman would have killed me and I wouldn't have even had to do anything.

I let out a weary sigh. "...I am still weak."

Rubbing my temples, I began walking out of the room.

The doorknob twisted as I reached inside a luxurious hall that screamed rich.

Moving along the stairs, I walked down, only to find the entire place empty.

Cautious, I tried listening to any type of movement in the room but couldn't find anything.

"Did she leave me behind or what?" I grumbled, looking around. "What if I stole something—."

"Then I will inform Lady Nyxara."

A sudden feminine voice almost made me jump.

"The fuck!" I groaned, looking around. "Where are you?"

"Everywhere." The voice replied. "I am Nyx, the personal AI of Lady Nyxara."

"Uh, hello?"

Wait, this world has AI?

How was I not aware of such an important thing?

"Lady Nyxara asked me to tell you she forgives you." Nyx said, her voice ringing in the place. "But don't ever show your face to her."

"..Thank you, I guess." I replied, as I noticed a huge mirror standing at the corner. "Did she say something else?"

"Yes." Nyx replied as I moved towards the mirror. "Leave her property."

"Tch."

I clicked my tongue as I looked at my body... only to notice something really strange.

"...What are these?"

I mumbled, touching my neck and collarbones that had reddish spots on them.

They looked like faint bruises—no, not bruises.

....Hickeys.

I froze at my place.

"Wait, wait." Panic rushed like bile as a thought crossed my mind. "Did she rape me?"

[<You think that's possible with me around?>]

"Don't sully my lady's name."

Inna and Nyx's voices echoed at the same time.

"Then what are these?" I groaned, rubbing the marks in an attempt to remove them. "I know damn well they aren't mosquito bites."

"You should get out." Nyx said, her voice emotionless. "I don't want you here anymore."

"...Yeah, fuck you, AI." I groaned, taking out a new high-neck shirt from my bracelet.

"Inna." I called her, wearing the shirt. "Did she do it?"

[<....No.>]

"Then how did I get them!?" I snapped, covering the hickeys. "Did a goddess come and bestow me—."

My words stopped as something clicked in my mind.

"Did you do this, Inna?" I asked, stopping in place.

[<Aren't you getting late for something?>]

"Wait! I had to choose the weapons."

Fuck, fuck.

I would really hate myself if I don't get those weapons because I slept out.

My shoulder blades twisted as three pairs of majestic wings unfolded behind me.

"Bye, stupid AI."

I said, and without waiting for her response, I flew out of the place.

.....

It took me six hours of continuous flying above the sky to reach the base of the Three Gods Church.

Even though I was at my full speed, the distance was just way too long.

The sun was just above my head as I looked down.

It didn't take me long to notice a few familiar figures pacing at the entrance.

I angled my wings and descended like a bullet, skidding to a halt at the marble courtyard.

The moment my feet hit the ground, my knees almost buckled from exhaustion.

Flying nonstop for six hours? Never again.

I might look majestic, but inside, I was one wrong breath away from throwing up.

As soon as I landed, Aimar was at me.

"You're late," he finally said.

"Yeah? Sue me."

He glared at me while I looked at Elijah. "What happened?"

"Nothing." He shrugged. "They are still waiting for you."

Relief washed over me as I patted his back. "Let's not keep them waiting then."

We quickly walked inside the building that was situated not far away from the mountains.

The moment we entered, a man arrived in front of us.

He was a tall man with short silver hair and thick glasses that covered his bright eyes.

"Himmel, I believe." He said, fixing his glasses. "You are here for the weapon, right?"

I nodded softly. "Yes."

He nodded and began to walk. "Come with me."

We began to follow him as he led us further inside the building.

The place was enormous, like it was made for giants, with the ceiling touching the heavens.

"Who are you again?" I asked, looking at the man.

"Eron." He said without looking back. "Caretaker of this place."

"...Must be hard."

He said nothing, and none of us broke the silence as well.

We passed a final archway and stepped into a colossal chamber.

My breath caught.

Weapons.

Hundreds of them.

Hung on walls, mounted on pedestals, floating midair, displaying their majestic form.

Each one was enormous—blades longer than a dragon, hammers wide enough to crush a house.

Just standing in front of them made me feel small.

Like a child among titans.

"You can only choose two of them." The silver-haired man said, fixing his glasses. "Please be mindful to not damage anything."

I nodded as I started to walk in, Elijah and Aimar also spread out to see everything.

The first thing to catch my eyes was a bow, unstrung but still exuding pressure, loomed high above, its frame made of silverish bone.

"Inna." I mumbled. "Were the Origin Race made of giants?"

[<...Not really. They were tall but not that tall.>]

"Then who even used these weapons?" I muttered, touching a huge crimson sword.

[<Origin Race. They had the ability called Astral Form that can make a huge projection of themselves.>]

'Like the Uzume family?'

[<Something like that.>]

'I see.'

I began to wander around the place aimlessly as I came across a lot of different weapons.

They all were so good that I began to have second thoughts.

'What if I rob them?'

It might not be possible now, but I can definitely do that later on.

'Yeah... Let's do that.'

[<.....>]

As I roamed around, finally, something caught my eye.

It was a halberd, floating mid-air.

Its shaft was wrapped in blackened roots, the blade shaped like a cleaved horn, half bathed in light, half in writhing shadow.

My feet moved on their own.

This was it.

I knew.

The halberd towered over me, at least fifteen feet tall, yet I didn't hesitate.

My fingers brushed its shaft and I pulled it up with one hand.

My muscles screamed in pain but I still held it tight, raising it up.

I grinned as I found it.

The weapon I loved.

Even though I saw Eron's panicked look, I still raised it high in the air.

"Wait—!"

And swung it down.

BOOM!!!!

The thunderous roar echoed within the room from the sheer pressure it emitted.

Every weapon that was inside the room was thrown away, along with Elijah and Aimar.

"Hahaha."

I laughed in disbelief at the absurdity of the weapon.

"W-wait, how did you swing that thing!?"

Ignoring Eron's panicked voice, I placed the weapon inside my bracelet.

Even though my muscles screamed, I still wanted to use the weapon again.

[<Calm down, you grown-up child. Look at what you have done.>]

My smile died down as I looked around at the mess I had created.

Oops.

As my gaze moved around, I noticed another weapon that wasn't affected by the chaos.

A broken sword of a normal size.

I began to walk towards it.

"The halberd is called Saron."

Eron informed as he walked along with me.

"It's a weapon of an unidentified era and if our guess is right, then it was used to slay the second strongest dragon to ever exist."

Even though he was rambling right beside me, I didn't give him much attention.

My eyes remained on the broken sword.

Eron turned silent before whispering, "It was owned by Ish... Isma—."

"Hey." I called, pointing at the sword. "What about it?"

He fixed his glasses, looking at the weapon. "This... we have no idea where it's from."

"What's its specialty then?" I asked, looking at him.

"...None." he replied, shaking his head. "Some say it was here along with the first batch of weapons."

I softly nodded before grabbing the weapon.

"Hmm?"

A current rushed through my body as I touched it.

The weapon... it felt familiar to touch.

I let out a sigh. "I will be taking this one."

.....

After selecting the weapons, we were quickly called by the Raguel family head.

"You sure you don't want one?" I asked, glancing at Elijah who walked beside me.

"Nope, I'm fine." he replied, shaking his head. "And unlike you, I don't think I can even pick them up."

I chuckled softly, ruffling his hair. "Well, I will gift you something special soon enough."

He just smiled while Aimar gave us a weird look.

I frowned. "What?"

He shook his head. "Mind telling me what those marks are on your neck?"

I started covering my neck. "Mosquito."

"The fuck is that?" he asked, squinting his eyes in confusion.

"Long story short, they suck blood." I replied, shrugging.

He frowned. "A Vampire?"

"No, dumbass." I replied, glaring at him. "Stop slandering my fiancée."

"I never said that—."

"Fuck you."

"..."

After silencing him, I looked forward as we reached the main teleportation hall.

Helena met us outside the building.

"What happened?" I asked as I felt her in a rush.

"The Dead God." she said, her voice unnaturally serious. "They have found him."

My expression turned serious as well as I began to walk inside faster.

"Where?" I asked, looking at her.

"Windward." she replied hastily. "It's... it's an island close to Kandam but not quite part of it."

"How many people are in danger?" I asked, the second most important question.

Her veiled face stared into mine. "Half a million."

Caldus, the head of the Raguel family, was already at the place.

Hundreds of different teleportation portals were opened up in the place.

I quickly walked towards him.

"Himmel." he said, signing a few documents. "Are you aware?"

"Yes." I replied, looking around. "Where are the rest of them?"

"They aren't prepared." he replied, taking in a deep breath. "They need half an hour."

I nodded quietly as I looked at the different portals. "Are they to evacuate the citizens?"

"Yes." Raguel replied, nodding his head. "But we had only established one, the rest aren't working for some reason."

I stared at the one working portal that was evacuating the nobles.

Signing the last document, he passed it to me.

"Here is everything you demanded except the Snow Dellet Flower. We need time to take it out."

I nodded as I was well aware of how delicate that thing is.

Placing the documents in my bracelet, I looked at Elijah. "Lead the troops, I will be the scout."

"Wait, what—?"

Ignoring him, I walked towards the portal and let it engulf me entirely.

"Huh, who?"

I ignored the nobles in front of me as I unfolded my wings and flew high in the sky.

The wind howled past as I reached a considerable height.

"What's this smell?" I mumbled, crinkling my nose.

The whole island was giving off a bad smell.

I looked around the entire city that was in chaos.

Slowly, my gaze shifted far away as I felt something.

"...."

That's when I saw it.

The giant mass of human flesh.

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