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Although I Am Supposed to Be the Villainess (Planned), I Just Want to Eat Confectionery – I Will Aim for a Peaceful Life with the Block Skill – Chapter 89

Although I Am Supposed to Be the Villainess (Planned), I Just Want to Eat Confectionery – I Will Aim for a Peaceful Life with the Block Skill

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Chapter 89: His Secret

Miss Elena and her followers who were in a distant place fell down with a thud. Lars-sama’s soldiers put the three who had become immobile on a carriage.

Then Michelia also collapses on the spot and falls asleep, and Albert begins to breathe quietly in his sleep.

“If you want to talk about it, I wish you had taken care of it earlier, Kvasir.”

“It’s just the way things go, you know? So, what are you going to do?”

Lars-sama, who was asked by Kvasir, closes his eyes and looks straight back at Kvasir.

“Since I led you to this answer, I would like you to promise to erase as much of the memories of people as you need without charge, Kvasir. That is the condition.”

What does that mean?

On the other hand, Kvasir hums and whistles.

“Are you serious?”

“If she so wishes, that is… was the sacred flower the star of illusion?”

Kvasir nods to Lars-sama’s words.

“One will do for now. I might use a lot more when adjusting later.”

“There aren’t that many blooming, so please don’t overuse it, Kvasir.”

Saying it with a look of surprise, Lars-sama approaches Albert.

He kneels next to Albert, who is blue in the face and appears to be sleeping with a painful look of gritting his teeth, and slowly touches his injury with his fingertips.

A light like a firefly shines on his fingertips and the wound.

The soft light gradually covers the entire wound and then suddenly disappears.

And the wound disappears completely.

“This is…”

I realized that it was a skill.

If it was magic, a sacred flower would be needed. Kvasir said that he couldn’t cure injuries with magic. If I believe that, such a phenomenon cannot occur other than with a skill.

“Lars-sama…”

I don’t know what to say and whisper his name.

Lars-sama, who stood up, smiled at me and then instructed Kvasir.

“While you’re at it, wipe this man’s recent memory of a girl named Michelia, because he might have been listening.”

“Understood.”

Kvasir gives a grand gesture like an actor, bows, and then takes out a new sacred flower from his pocket.

“Memory, go back in time.”

He exhales softly.

Then, the pink double flowers dissolve like grains of sand and pour down on Michelia and Albert, turning into light.

“Yes, we’re done.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“Was that…?”

I muttered without thinking, and Lars-sama smiled wryly.

Before the person himself could speak, Kvasir explains from the side.

“Healing is something that can’t be done with magic, Linea-sama.”

“Yeah, but…”

Did Lars-sama just heal Albert’s injury with a skill?

But there should only be one person with such a skill.

“Saint-sama…”

The only person I know of who has that skill is the one at the highest position in the temple.

“There are circumstances.”

Lars-sama answered, looking a little sad.


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