Fated to Be Loved by Villains-Chapter 321: Execution (3)

Hovercars weren’t actually suitable for transporting large numbers of people at once.

While it was an impressive piece of technology, considering how its bodies could go up high in the air, reaching where the Magic Tower was, in order for it to have such a function, the multi-seat function had to be sacrificed.

“S-Stop pushing! W-We’re going to fall—! Even I’d die if we were to fall from here!”

“Y-YOU are the one who should stop pushing me! Why are you sticking to me anyway?! Also, you reek of sweat!!”

“I’m not—!!”

Riru and Seras growled at each other as their bodies were pressed against each other’s. They were stuck sitting near the engine since there weren’t enough seats in the passenger seats.

This arrangement was made under the assumption that they would be fine even if they were put outside, as they were the ones with the most outstanding physical abilities out of all the Vessels. In fact, the two of them did endure being in such a position even as they were taken to this level of altitude, albeit they looked a little unsteady.

No, actually it was amazing how they still had the energy to fight with each other.

It basically meant that they had enough physical strength to do that in the middle of this flight, the flight that was so shaky and unstable, riddled with shocks and shakes due to the hovercar being overloaded with passengers.

Just the flight itself made a few people find it hard to keep their balance, let alone quarrelling with each other.

“...Excuse me.”

“...”

“...”

“Miss Yuria? Miss Faenol?”

Iliya shook the two women–-who were unconscious and drooling—hard.

One of them passed out from motion sickness, while the other fainted as soon as she found out the altitude the hovercar had reached.

“...Are these punks really going to be helpful...?”

“...”

That’s my exact question too...

As Professor Astrid thought so while holding her head, Alpha suddenly made a remark from her side, stroking his chin.

“...Hm.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Don’t you think it’s amazing, Professor?”

“What?”

“Actually, even though it’s not suitable for multi-seat, the hovercar can still take a decent number of people at once.”

“And?”

“The fact that the number of women who came overloaded the car means that these women forced their ways to come the moment they heard that your son is in danger. Don’t you think it’s amazing?”

“...”

Professor Astrid shut her mouth, creating a clanking sound.

Well...

As his mother, she wasn’t sure if that was something that she could be happy about.

In the first place, she couldn’t even understand why these punks wanted to be with Dowd so much.

But then again, it was natural for her to think that way.

“...A son is his mother’s anyway. Why are you all coveting him so much?”

“...Pardon?”

Appalled, Alpha turned to look at her. Meanwhile, Astrid glanced back as if finding that he was the strange one here.

“...Why are you so surprised? I was the one who gave birth to him. Of course he should live with me for as long as I wa—”

“...”

“...”

Upon noticing the terrifying silence that went on, Astrid clammed her mouth shut.

Yuria and Faenol who had fainted before, Riru and Seras who were still bickering a moment ago at the back of the engine, even Iliya who was sitting at the backseat—all of them were staring at her with a bewildered gaze.

“...Why are you all staring at me like that?”

As she asked brusquely, Iliya stammered, barely managing to ask.

“...U-Um... Y-You didn’t mean it that way, right?”

“...What way?”

“Could it be that the reason why you were strangely hostile towards us from the beginning was because... Because you were checking on—”

“What the heck are you on about—?”

“...Let’s stop talking about something so dreadful.”

Before Astrid finished her words, someone suddenly said such words from beside the hovercar.

It was Dowd, who had found them and caught up with them.

“...How did you know— No, how did you get all the way here?”

His voice trembled a little.

It was easy to tell that he was thankful for them. After all, they came all the way here without a second thought the moment they heard the news of him being in an urgent need for help.

Hearing Dowd’s question, Iliya replied while smiling.

“Well, because you can’t run away from us even if you want to, Teach.”

“...”

“Also, I’m going to make you pay me later for leaving me to deal with all these mentally ill—”

“...Let’s focus on the fight first.”

And here I thought the atmosphere was getting warm. Seriously...

“So, how are you going to win?”

“...Well...”

At Iliya’s question, Dowd replied with a smirk.

“I’m not sure if I could win with it, but there’s something I want to try.”

“...Something you want to try?”

“It’s something I came up with when all of us gathered together the last time. I haven’t tried it yet, but I’m itching to.”

●

In this world, there were situations that one could recognize right away even though they had never experienced it before, nor been taught about it.

That was why...

Even though Professor Mobius had never been pushed to a corner in his life, he knew very well what kind of situation he was in.

Though his head was boiling, he could tell that things had gone horribly wrong.

No, that description didn’t cut it.

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He was completely fucked.

-!

The current Magic Tower was his ‘achievement’ that he had completed over a long time.

And that same achievement was falling apart in real-time.

His best masterpieces that could make people from all over the world tremble in awe were being swept away, pile by pile, by every attack of his opponent.

“-Fuck off!”

“These crude machines!”

A blue forefist shot out with a roar, mixed with Purple Demonic Aura that covered the surroundings.

With that single strike, the drone horde that was covering the sky was swept away completely.

Even if they normally didn’t seem to get along with each other, these two women’s combined skill perfectly harmonized with each other as they swept the surroundings together.

“-You–!”

Of course, losing all those drones didn’t incapacitate Mobius. He still had more than enough means available.

If anything...

Even compared to those countless facilities of the Magic Tower, he was the one who was more suited to be considered as the ‘main force’ than those weapons.

-!

The moment he swung his hand slightly, multiple formulas were written in the air. He didn’t need to chant to pull it off.

Each of them were the highest-ranked spells that could fry an ordinary sorcerer’s brain if they tried to cast it.

Mobius, the owner of the Magic Tower, the Researcher of Truth.

Even without help from the tower’s facilities, he was still a genius who had reached such a level purely by his expertise in handling his Special Power.

Considering that this place was his own fortress that he had built over a long time, he had an overwhelming advantage over these lot.

As a result, each of the spells he had just cast possessed power that rivaled even natural disasters.

However...

“In your dreams!”

The Hero, Iliya, shouted, cutting him off in the middle.

There were several reasons why the Hero was considered as the strongest war power that mankind had, but the root of it was in the Holy Sword itself—her exclusive property.

The ability that reigned above the Demonic Aura in some ways—though Mobius found it nonsensical that this was the case; an ability that could turn back all the energies she faced to nothingness.

The Holy Sword emitted bright color, and it made all his formulas collapse.

“A gap!”

Of course, the others didn’t miss the gap she created, as White Demonic Aura, mixed with Red Demonic Aura immediately soared up.

The White Devil’s Authority, ‘Enthrallment’ and Red Devil’s Authority, ‘Hellfire’ made quite an interesting synergy.

One could see how true that assessment was after seeing the various research buildings get completely incinerated after being ‘drawn’ to the Hellfire, as if there was a black hole there.

It really felt like the two Demonic Auras had fused and created a completely new nature.

...Are you kidding me?

Of course, Mobious had prepared the facilities that allowed him to contend with the Demonic Auras, but...

The Devil’s Vessels coming here personally, ‘combining’ their Demonic Aura while strengthening their own, wasn’t something he was prepared to face.

And the reason why this was possible was...

...Because there is a ‘pivot’ that allows them to gather their power—which has no reason to blend with each other—in a single place.

While thinking so, Mobius gritted his teeth. At that moment, Dowd suddenly said...

“If you don’t like it, get your own harem.”

“...”

Did this fucker just read my mind?

“Dude, your face just screams, ‘This is unfair!’, you know?”

“...You—”

Hearing Dowd’s mocking voice, Mobius clenched his molar until it broke down.

“-You motherfucker...! Don’t fuck with me...! Don’t you dare fuck with me...!”

His eyes burned in a dangerous color as he said so.

“I-I won’t fall in this kind of place—!”

That was how it was supposed to be.

“I have a goal I have to achieve no matter what. I can’t let an insect like you block me from reaching it!”

The evolution of mankind.

His great goal that he would definitely achieve someday.

This wasn’t the place where he should fall.

His consciousness went back to five years ago, the first time he entered the Magic Tower.

To be exact, it went back to the horrible memories that changed him completely—

“-Don’t care.”

“...”

But, as he was about to lost in his memories, he was quickly snapped out of it.

Dowd Campbell, who had approached him right before his eyes, utilized all the muscles he could muster to let out a broad smile and...

“Too bad, I’m not going to let you have an Awakening Event.”

Said such words to his face