I Regress if the Villainess Dies! Chapter 5: Chapter 4 Stepping Stone

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"If my memory doesn't fail me… I have never seen you before." Morisson said in a grave tone as the surroundings grew silent and colder. "Who are you?" Xian smirked, expecting a show to unfold. Now, no matter what reaction the coachman had, he will be under Morisson's scrutiny. "Ahaha, it's just a misunderstanding head butler, I'm a friend of the previous coachman and he was feeling unwell, so he called me as replacement at the last moment." "Is that so?" Still, how could it be easy to convince the head butler like that? In his line of work, once suspicions take root, it spreads like wildfire through dry grass. "Then… he will have to pay for his life for abandoning his duty." He stepped forward to the coachman, "When I get back, I will be sure to give him the appropriate punishment." "And carry out your punishment right this moment." Xian knew that the head butler was only making consequences out of thin air. If there was really a rule like that, no one would be left at the household, and no one would dare work there. "Ah? Is the rules really that tight in this household?" The coachman ever carefree spoke, no longer bothering to keep his facade up, "Well, either way, you seem determined to punish me already head butler." Without hesitation the coachman through the distance between him and Carmillia intending to make quick work of her death. But a sudden flash halted his hand just before it reached the villainess. A knife resembling dining utensils had pierced his palm in place mid air. Then his hand emitted red aura as he forcibly took hold of the knife and pulled his arm back, moments before a slash cut through from the katana swordmaiden barely missing him. Black light traveled to the air and tore a deep mark in the high walls of the estate. Despite the time being at high noon, a veil of darkness quickly descended on the surroundings. No sounds were heard, the colors were replaced by shades of gray and black as if the sun had disappeared. Xian felt the familiar sense of regression as he lost all senses for an instant. What he saw before him is the coachman constantly running from the chasing knives of Morisson. At one point Morisson stomped his feet and stood still. In the previous time, the coachman barely won the fight against the swordmaidens and succeeded killing Carmillia at the expense of his life. But this time the coachman tried to flee because Morisson's presence had made that much of a difference. Darkness didn't disappear no matter how fast he ran, he turned his head and saw his own stretched shadow where an emaciated old man stood, without moving his feet, and various dark thread's binding it. 'I see, my shadow has been 'grabbed' huh?' the coachman mused, grinning in disbelief. "Haah. You're not gonna let me leave, aren't you?" "…" Morisson kept silent as eight daggers floated before him. Despite its ordinary appearance, Xian could tell by the darkness surrounding it that its a very formidable weapon. Characters in the game often had their own unique weapon that boosted their strength leaps and bound. And for an almost 'complete' character like Morisson who already went through his own tribulations and trials, that weapon signified the certainty of his opponents demise. The fake coachman winced his eyes, seeing those weapons meant he was not going to make it out alive today. "Might as well go out with a bang!" As a warrior, he will give his best to the infamous butler of Montagne household feared throughout the world of filthy nobles. He popped a pill in his mouth as his aura began to run wild. Aura was something the Martial Class used. It is a flexible power that followed the wielders intent developed by long years of training and one of the core powers used in the game. Most aura possessed the intent to destroy and exert force because of that. Just like the explosive red light the coachman emitted. A touch would not destroy an object but a slight tap will be amplified enough to break bones. At the same time, the