Chapter 87

I am not a regressed person, Chapter 87

The Saint of Rome (8)

‘━What?’

The Queen Leech?

‘Damn, did they really call her the Queen Leech just now?’

‘Isabella is the third-ranked executor of the Black Star Society?’

That's just ridiculous.

‘Then what is it? Who are these guys… Ah.’

A sensation like being struck by lightning.

The puzzle pieces that didn't fit, the gears that were twisted, finally meshed together.

-Anyway, things changed a lot after the Black Star Society appeared. Even Marco Jorni, who used to act without fear, now hides and doesn't even make a peep.

Paolo's voice echoed in his mind.

‘Damn… Mi, chin.’

Why didn't I notice this?

Why, why, why.

‘The one who was after Isabella… wasn’t the Black Star Society.’

Her clumsy appearance, which seemed impossible for a trained assassin.

Her ruthlessness in wielding weapons against civilians.

‘The Marco Family.’

They were the ones who tried to assassinate Isabella.

‘Wait a minute. But I definitely felt the power of the Black Star from them, right?’

Why would the Marco Family, who were said to have been pushed out by the Black Star Society, possess the power of the Black Star?

‘No way.’

Oh Jin's eyes widened.

Suddenly, the memory of when he inherited Ashad Khan's memories came to mind.

-Hehe. Poison must be countered with poison.

The real power behind the Black Star Society, who is called the King's Agent and leads the 'Owl' faction.

Chun Woo Sung.

His casual words.

‘Countering poison with poison… That’s what this means?’

Now, everything made sense in his mind.

‘The Owl faction and the Marco Family were working together.’

That's why.

They possessed the power of the 'Black Star.'

‘Damn it.’

His head spun with frustration.

‘Even if I couldn’t sense the power of the Black Star from Isabella…’

If she was truly the 'Queen Leech,' the difference in level would be like heaven and earth, so it’s possible I couldn't sense her power.

But.

‘…I was completely fooled.’

Making excuses is just that.

It was a situation where I couldn't help but misunderstand, but it’s just self-justification.

I was just stupidly fooled.

By Isabella's skillful acting.

‘Damn it.’

A con artist who couldn't even see through a simple act.

The pain of self-reproach weighed heavily on him.

‘I’ll reflect on it later.’

It wasn’t a situation to dwell on past regrets.

Oh Jin narrowed his eyes and focused on the conversation between Isabella and the Marco Family.

“Ha! Now that the prince has fallen, are you putting on a show?”

“Huh? Prince? Oh, you mean Oh Jin.”

Isabella smiled sweetly.

“Indeed, Oh Jin is as handsome as a prince.”

Hehe.

She looked down at the fallen Oh Jin with sparkling eyes.

“Gah! You, you bitch!”

The assassins trembled at her carefree attitude.

“━What are you doing?”

“B, Boss?!”

At that moment.

A young man pushed through the assassins.

A skinhead with a complex and bizarre tattoo covering his entire body.

“It’s been a while, Marco!”

Isabella waved at the young man.

Marco's expression twisted savagely.

“You damn bitch… I want to see if your mouth will tear even if you keep acting like this.”

“Dear, you’re always so vulgar. Is it because you have no hair?”

“Bitch!!”

Crack!

Marco ground his teeth and raised a club with sharp spikes.

-Woosh!!

The stigma on his left chest burned fiercely, and intense magic power swept the surroundings.

“She can’t use magic because of the curse! Quickly, grab her!”

“Yes!”

His subordinates bowed deeply.

“Hehe. Can’t use magic, huh.”

Isabella smiled deeply.

“Indeed. It’s a vicious curse.”

Due to the unexpected involvement of the Owls, a much stronger curse was placed on her than she had anticipated.

That’s right.

The third-ranked executor of the Black Star Society.

A high-level Awakened who had reached the ‘10-star’ level, even she was sealed to the point where her magic power was blocked.

“━But did you know?”

Isabella spread her arms wide and looked up at the sky.

The sky, which had been red with the sunset, was now dark,

sparkling with brilliant starlight.

“The stigma of the Leech constellation… becomes several times stronger at night.”

Woosh!!

Isabella's stigma emitted a deep blood-red light.

“…What?”

Marco's eyes wavered.

“No, no. That can’t be.”

As if he couldn’t believe the reality before him.

He shook his head, trembling.

“Is it the curse of the Jamwon?!!! Do you think you can escape the effects of the curse just because it’s night?!?”

The curse of the Jamwon.

The highest level of curses, or rather, a ‘non-standard’ powerful curse.

He had poured the organization's budget and manpower for years just to complete the foundation of this curse.

And with the help of the Owls, he barely managed to complete it.

That.

“Can’t be undone in less than half a day!!!! The curse of the Jamwon is a curse that even a 7-star can’t escape from!!!”

“Hmm. Well, yeah.”

Isabella nodded with a smile.

“But that was when I was a ‘7-star.’”

“…What?”

“Hehe. I’m not a 7-star anymore.”

Her tone suggested that he thought she was a higher rank than a 7-star.

“Mad, mad bitch!”

Marco shouted in disbelief, glaring at his subordinates.

“What are you doing?! Quickly, kill that bitch!!”

“But…”

“She’s just putting on a show, you idiots!! What are you afraid of?!”

“Yes, sir!”

At Marco's roar, his subordinates trembled but gripped their weapons.

“Dieeeeee!”

“Uaaaaa!”

Hundreds of Awakened charged at her.

“━Oh my.”

Isabella laughed deeply as she watched the Awakened charging at her.

“What reckless children.”

Her fingernails turned red.

She extended her index finger and,

from left to right,

drew a blood-red line in the air.

━━━━━━━━━━━━!!!!!!

There was no sound, no noise.

Following the blood-red line that cut through the air,

-Splat!! Splat Splat Splat!!!

Necks were slit.

Thud.

Heads rolled on the ground.

Blood fountains painted the riverbank as darkness fell.

“U, uh.”

“Aa, ah.”

In an instant.

In less than a second.

“Uaaaaaaaah!!!”

“M, monster!! She’s a monster!!”

More than half of the hundreds of Marco Family members were decapitated and instantly killed.

“Sigh. Ha~”

Isabella took a deep breath, watching the blood fountains.

She then frowned slightly.

“Hmm. This blood only smells of disgusting fishiness. What do they usually eat?”

She glared at the surviving members with disgust.

“H, Hiiiiik!!”

“Witch!! That bitch is a witch!!!”

The terrified members.

They turned and fled from Isabella.

“Hmm? Where are they going?”

Her blood-soaked voice echoed in her ears.

“Uaaaaaa!! S, save me!! Save meeeeee!!!”

“You, you bastards!! Don’t run!! Running bastards die to me!!”

Marco shouted desperately at his fleeing subordinates, but he couldn’t stop them.

In the place where the terrified subordinates fled,

-Splat!! Splat Splat Splat!!

“Cough!! Cough!!!”

“Gurgle!”

Hundreds… no, thousands of blood-masked monsters were slaughtering the fleeing Marco Family members.

“Black, Black Star Society!”

Marco glared at the blood-masked monsters, his expression twisting savagely.

“Damn!”

He raised his spiked club and glared at Isabella.

“Die, you leech bitchaaa!!!”

He roared and kicked off the ground.

Boom!!

The stigma burned brightly, and a fierce wind swirled around his club.

“Hmm.”

Isabella let out a lazy snort and frowned.

“I clearly told you━ not to call me a leech, didn’t I?”

Her voice echoed chillingly.

-Boom!!!

A loud noise accompanied by a blood-red aura swept the surroundings like a storm.

“Cough!!”

Sssssssss!!

Sharp cuts covered Marco's body as if he had been slashed by a razor-sharp blade.

Even a small cut, when there are thousands of them, becomes a wound that can no longer be called a cut.

“U, ugh, u.”

Marco staggered backward, bleeding profusely.

Isabella slowly extended her hand toward him.

The blood droplets he had spilled rose into the air and slowly flew toward her.

“Hmm.”

Isabella licked the blood with her tongue.

Snap.

Her expression twisted.

“Ugh!”

She spat out the blood as if it was dirty.

“I lured you out by deliberately accepting the curse because you were hiding like a cockroach… but it was all for nothing.”

It was more edible than the trash from before.

But that was it.

It was a tasteless effort, considering she had offered herself as bait.

“S, save….”

“Hmph.”

Isabella grabbed Marco's arms and twisted them violently.

“Uaaaaaaah!!!”

“Your screams are so vulgar.”

Tsk.

Isabella grabbed Marco's jaw with a look of disapproval.

“━You said you would tear my mouth, right?”

A bright smile formed on her lips.

“U, uh. N, no… Aaaaaaaah!!”

Sizzle!!

She roughly pulled out the jaw she had grabbed.

Blood gushed out, staining the ground.

“Ha. It was all for nothing.”

Overwhelming.

Even though Marco was one of the high-level Awakened, beyond the human realm.

In front of Isabella, he was no different from a 3 or 4-star Awakened.

“I’m sorry for being late, Your Majesty.”

After the Marco Family was annihilated.

A dignified-looking old man with neatly groomed gray hair approached her.

“…Roberto.”

Isabella looked down at the old man, who had bowed, and ordered in a cold voice.

“Kneel.”

“Yes!!!”

Thud!!

The old man called Roberto knelt on the ground without hesitation.

“Chair.”

“Yes, sir!”

After kneeling, he prostrated himself on the ground.

-Thud.

Isabella naturally sat on Roberto's back and crossed her smooth legs.

“Even if the communication was cut off, wasn’t it a bit too late?”

“I’m sorry!”

“And you didn’t even notice the involvement of the Owls….”

“Please kill me, Your Majesty!!”

“Hmm? Really?”

Isabella's blue eyes sparkled as she inserted her nails into Roberto's neck without hesitation.

-Splat!

“Cough! Gasp!”

Roberto's eyes rolled back, and he began to spit out blood.

“Really kill you?”

Rub, rub.

Isabella twisted the fingers she had inserted into Roberto's neck.

“Gasp! Cough! Cough! Cough! Please, kill, me, sir!”

Roberto didn't collapse, even as he spat out blood.

“Hehe. Just kidding.”

Isabella removed her fingers with a seductive smile.

She licked the blood-soaked fingers and continued.

“Anyway, with this, the troublesome Marco Family is all taken care of.”

“It’s thanks to Your Majesty’s excellent strategy.”

“Hmm. Is that so?”

Isabella frowned, as if she wasn’t entirely satisfied.

“Actually, it was quite dangerous this time.”

She hadn’t anticipated that the Owls would collaborate with the Marco Family, so she was completely caught in the ‘Jamwon’s Curse.’

If she had been captured by them earlier.

‘Hmm. I would have endured quite a horrific ordeal, wouldn’t I?’

Given Marco's nature, he wouldn’t have killed her immediately.

She would have been subjected to all kinds of humiliation until nightfall, and then, as the curse lifted, she would have killed all those who had tormented her.

‘Ultimately, the result would have been the same, killing the Marco Family.’

But she might have developed a trauma that she couldn’t bear.

-A trauma so horrific that it would have snapped the thin thread of sanity she barely maintained.

“Hehe. In that sense, Oh Jin is my savior.”

“Oh Jin….”

Crack!!

Isabella stomped on Roberto's hand with her heel.

“Gasp!!”

“Oh Jin, not ‘Oh Jin,’ but ‘Sir’ Oh Jin.”

“I’m sorry!! Oh Jin Sir, he… is a famous Awakened from Korea, right?”

“Yes.”

Isabella nodded and stood up from Roberto's back.

“I was interested, but I didn’t expect this much.”

She approached the fallen Oh Jin with a burning gaze.

She bent down and sniffed him.

“Haah! This sweet smell…! Indeed, he’s the best!”

Compared to any other smell she had ever encountered.

The ‘smell’ emanating from Oh Jin was incredibly sweet.

“No, comparing it is an insult.”

Compared to this smell, the others were like food waste in a dumpster.

“Then, let’s see.”

Isabella carefully extended her hand and dabbed a blood droplet from Oh Jin’s wound.

She lightly touched the blood droplet on her fingertip with the tip of her tongue.

“━Ah.”

Literally.

Her soul was shaken.

“Haah! Haah… Ugh!!!”

Isabella let out a lewd moan and writhed as if she needed to urinate.

‘What, what is this?!’

The smell was already impressive, but.

The taste was on a different level from any other blood.

‘I’ve never imagined something like this.’

It was as if everything she had drunk before was not blood but sewage.

“…Haah.”

Isabella licked the blood from Oh Jin with a blissful expression.

She wanted to drink the pool of blood on the ground in one gulp, but.

‘If I do that, I might die from the pleasure.’

The taste of Oh Jin’s blood was that intense.

“He, hehehe. Hehehehe.”

A sticky laugh burst from her lips.

“Roberto.”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

“Bring the elixir.”

“E, elixir?”

“Quickly.”

The potion that only high-level Awakened of the Aquarius constellation can make.

The ultimate potion, whose value cannot be measured in money, is the elixir.

“H, here it is.”

“Give it to me.”

Isabella poured the elixir into Oh Jin’s mouth.

His wounds healed instantly.

“Hehehe.”

She looked down at the fallen Oh Jin, caressing his cheek lovingly.

She licked her lips and said,

“I will never━ let you go.”

Her blue eyes sparkled with deep greed.