The Villain Of The Horror Game Dreams Of The Heroine Every Night

the protagonist with bloodshot eyes.
And, she hated him as much as the monsters in the games…

Nonetheless, she could not find anything in common with the current Leonhard and Leonhard in the game.

“What about Leonhard?”

“…What?”

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“No.”

“Then, shouldn’t we go out?”

It was when she took a step forward.

Suddenly, the entire passage shook as if an earthquake had occurred.
Although her chest dropped, Celine pretended to be calm and opened her mouth.

“Is he going to bury us alive?”

“It can’t be.”

Leonhard shook his head.

“That person does not want to kill you.”

“….?”

Celine blinked her eyes.

She would be nothing more than a nuisance from a warlock’s point of view.
Didn’t the warlock mention that himself?

‘Ah…’

An uncomfortable truth crept into Celine’s mind.

“Because he has to use me as a hostage?”

She hated to admit it.
Still, she was now Leonhard’s shackles because she couldn’t use magic.

“No.”

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Though he denied it with a sullen voice.

“Remember Sir Pavel being manipulated?”

Goosebumps sprouted all over Celine’s body.
How could she forget…?

A man who lost his life at Leonhard’s hands, making a face that was not his own, and speaking words that were not his own…

“He wants to do that, too…?”

“He would use a more terrible number.
He… will entice you to be like him.”

“It will never happen…!”

“Never?”

A bitter sigh escaped his mouth.
He had heard the exact same thing years ago.

—Leonhard, I’ll never be a warlock.

Celine looked at him with anxious eyes.

“…You don’t believe me?”

“That’s not it.”

Leonhard was speechless for a while.
Perhaps, he just wanted to remain silent, so she just urged him with her eyes.

“The wizards… Everyone seeks power.
You know how attractive it is, right?”

“I know.”

It was because the more she mastered her magic, the more the magical powers flowed through her body, uplifting her and making her feel like an omnipotent god.

“What if that power could be made stronger?”

“I know what you mean, still…”

“You don’t know the power of a warlock until you see it for yourself.”

He couldn’t quite explain it.
The power of a warlock was as powerful as the darkness between stars.
No matter how many stars were in the sky, it was like pitch-black darkness that took up more space than that.

“The more you use magic here, the more you will be drawn to black magic.
Even more so if you use it in front of him.”

“…Is there really nothing I can do?”

“Yes.”

It was a lie.
He knew only one way a normal wizard could fight a warlock.
Nevertheless, he wouldn’t say it.

…Maybe, for the rest of his life.

“All right.
I will not write it.”

Celine gazed at him, sighing in relief and asked abruptly.

“Leonhard, do you know this?”

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“…What.”

“I love my magic.
The magic that blows the wind, illuminates the darkness, brings warmth, and creates new things with water and ice.”

“….”

“Of course, I can use it to burn something, destroy a structure with strong winds, blind with light, or freeze it to death.”

At his words, he smiled bitterly because his magic was far from creative.

“But, I use it to protect them.
Leonhard is the same, right? Your magic can be used for slaughter and destruction.
You could be the worst serial killer in history.”

“I have no reason to commit serial murders.”

Leonhard replied shakily.

“Black magic can be known intuitively that this is power only for slaughter.
No matter how powerful it is, there is no way I will ever want it.”

“Warlocks know all kinds of magic.
The person lived over a hundred years.
I’m sure there’s a reason to entice an ordinary wizard.

Uttering so, he laughed bitterly.

“Furthermore… They have their own way of communicating.
A wizard who has just become a warlock can’t join, but after a hundred years or so, they will be able to communicate with a warlock across the sea.”

“….!”

It was only then that Celine realized how menacing the warlock was.

“How do we win?”

“I don’t know.”

“…There must be a way.”

Leonhard didn’t say anything.

Seeing that, Celine grabbed his hand.
Even though he was startled and tried to pull his hand back, she wouldn’t let go.

“I am happy to be here with Leonhard.”

“Why…?”

He couldn’t figure out why.
What was the joy of being with a helpless person who couldn’t protect a single person like her?

“If I hadn’t been here, Leonhard would have to deal with such a person alone.”

“…Celine.”

He called out the name of the woman who was shining in front of him softly.

“We’ll get rid of that warlock, and we’ll completely get rid of this hundred-year-old monster pit.
I can tell.”

Silence passed, but neither of them felt uncomfortable.

An unspoken trust was flowing between them.
After a while, an even more intense vibration broke the silence.

Celine shook her hair to shake the dirt, though the grains of dirt kept falling.

“Why, why are you doing this?”

“He was trying to force you to use magic.
Look at the pattern… He’ll be here in person soon.”