I Regress if the Villainess Dies! Chapter 34: Chapter 33 [Quest Failed]

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Xian had seen Carmillia wield her magic many times in the game, enough to know where shes trying to cast it. He also knew, that at the start she used a one instance barrier that will protect her from any one powerful. First, he threw a dagger from the nearby table set of tea and plates. Sparks flew from its tips upon contact with the barrier, and in that brief moment, Xian took a single step to tackle her out of the way. Still, an incomplete spell was cast, and despite its weakened state, the vines spawned and tore through the flesh of both Xian and Carmillia. His first thought was to punch her solar plexus, but he decided against it and instead struck the back of her neck with a precise chop, preventing any more spells to pop out. “Gah!” A gush of hot fluid slowly built up in his throat along with the strange feeling of something stuck in his stomach. The stabbing pain hit right after the uncomfortable sensation. ‘Shit! Both of us got wounded!’ Xian’s head was boggled with confusion due to Carmillia’s drastic action. ‘So if there’s no one who’s going to take your life, you’re going to kill yourself Carmillia? Just why?’ It was strange for Carmillia to give up this easily. Grunting, he pulled out the lodged vine in his body. The little bits of thorns and its rough texture scraped through the soft insides of his flesh, squirting fresh blood on the floor. “AARRGHH!” Xian had never felt so much pain before. Not to mention, bleeding more than he ever did since coming to this world. If the training sessions with Serika had merely stained his clothes and the ground with droplets, now his blood pooled in the soft carpet of the room causing a pungent, rust like stench fill the air. He quickly took out the vials of expensive potions from the headmaster’s office and drank a whole vial. Tearing his clothes, he made sure to witness the miracle of these potions with his own eyes. A current of heat passed through his body and converged on his stomach where the wound was. It bubbled at the injury with searing pain as his flesh squirmed back together from scratch. It still bled, but it gave Xian the feeling that his insides were complete and working properly once again. He wasted no time and administered the same potions to Carmillia. Compared to him, she had sustained much lighter wounds on her arms and waist. As annoyed as Xian was, he didn’t want to regress yet. Next, he tended to the unconscious maid, whose bit of blood had dried at her temple. After that series of actions, he slumped on the sofa. Looking up, he took a long and tired breath. The situation suddenly took a drastic turn. Turns out, Carmillia can be a threat event to herself, not just her enemies. ‘What a cursed mess. Is this her resentment that the duke warned about? She hated losing authority that much?’ But he quickly dismissed the thought. Carmillia only talked about one thing she was angry about, and it’s her isolation. ‘The swordmaiden’s were gone.’ Usually, they’re a piece and part of Carmillia’s every appearance in the academy. Only after the second year will they disappear for unknown reasons. ‘Serika and Lucinelle.’ Those two were always by her side without fail, even in the game. ‘Did their absence shake her this much to the core? There’s one reason I could think of why she would be afraid.’ Xian remembered the first ever death of Carmillia. The two swordmaiden’s dead bodies moved even after brutal decapitation to get rid of the enemy. To accept that brand meant nothing short of offering their souls to Carmillia even after death. But, if the owner of the brand were too far, those brands might as well be decorations on their bodies. At the back of Xian’s mind, he was also curious how she even managed to learn such an advanced magic. As if his throat mimicked his thirst for information, he found himself staring at the wine glass that Carmillia hadn drunk from. Funnily enough, it wasnt toppled over by the mess they made. He held the wine glass against the moonlight pi