Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 305
There were several instances of disappearances and deaths in the capital, suspected to be the work of an intelligent mutant. However, there were no conclusive clues, and the Center could not come up with a solution.
These facts had not yet been officially announced to the public through the media. Nevertheless, public opinion among the citizens was growing that the Center and its Espers were incompetent and ignoring the people’s fear and suffering.
There were no commonalities among the deceased. If the purpose of these serial disappearances and deaths was to create negative public opinion against the Center…
As these thoughts connected, a possibility suddenly came to mind, like an untangled thread.
After meeting Rose, he had no longer went on rampage due to his guiding allergy. Yet while he was away from the Center, Daniel, another S-Class Esper, developed a guiding allergy as well.
It might have been a coincidence or a mistake, but without Rose’s guiding, Daniel would have exploded into a rampage within the Center itself in his absence.
If the consecutive guiding allergies of two S-Class Espers were the result of someone’s intervention, and if their intention was to cause the Center’s collapse through an S-Class Esper’s rampage…
Forming negative public opinion against the Center and its Espers, causing the Center’s downfall through the rampage of an S-Class Esper, and then kidnapping Rose to neutralize the S-Class Espers.
The person who would want, plan, and enable all these events…
The person likely to be with Rose right now…
“…Lord Claude?”
He didn’t hear the voice calling him curiously. Claude hurriedly headed to the dungeon where Wilhelm was imprisoned.
He needed to confirm immediately if his suspicions were correct. There was only one person who could give him the answers.
But Claude could never get a definitive answer.
“Lord Claude…”
“…”
“It seems he… took poison.”
Livener barely managed to speak in a trembling voice.
Wilhelm’s limp body, skin turned from pale to purplish, and foam at his mouth.
Wilhelm was already dead.
“W-What is this? And that man… Did you kill him?”
The investigator, who had hurriedly followed Claude, was shocked by the gruesome scene. Given the bloodstains and Wilhelm’s terrible condition, it was understandable to suspect Claude.
However, Claude was not the one who killed Wilhelm.
He wouldn’t have let the only person with clues to Rose’s whereabouts die in vain.
Nevertheless, as he looked down at the dead Wilhelm, Claude felt a certain conviction.
“…I need to meet with the President immediately.”
***
…Cold.
With that thought, I kept my eyes closed for a while. Perhaps I was expecting someone to cover me with a blanket without needing to move or speak.
But as time passed and the situation showed no signs of improving, I eventually had to open my eyes.
The surroundings were dim, but it didn’t feel like night. Of course, that was just a feeling.
There was no way to confirm, as the small room I was in had no windows.
In the quiet, warmthless room stood an old bed. I was lying on it.
Where am I? My mind, just awake, wasn’t working well. I was simply blank.
What happened before I fell asleep? I had repeatedly lost and regained consciousness due to the fever, so my memories were fragmented.
I remembered stubbornly insisting to Claude and eventually being carried by Livener to the doctor.
After that, I remembered the doctor barely managing to pour medicine into my mouth and a woman who seemed to be a nurse changing my clothes.
Someone had even fussed over me, saying how lucky I was to be treated like a princess…
Hearing the nurse’s muttering as if in a dream, I lost consciousness again.
It felt as if I had slept for a very long time. I probably won’t be able to sleep again even if I lay back down now.
