I, the Villain, Want to Save Myself, But the Yandere Heroines Disagree-Chapter 23 - Sandstorm Subsides and Family Crisis (4/9)

When he opened his eyes again, he was still in the tomb. However, compared to when he first entered, the tomb was much newer. The signs of fighting on the ground and walls had also disappeared.

Was he... transported?

Orson looked at everything before him in disbelief. Then, in front of him, a figure with a beast’s head and a human body walked out from behind the stone steps.

He was exactly the same as the Limusa described in the bronze statue.

However, at this moment, Limusa’s condition did not look good.

He covered his chest and sat down next to the stone coffin.

“Have you come to kill me?” He looked at Orson, his face showing a pained expression.

“Are you Limusa, Lord of All Beasts?”

The other party nodded.

“If you mean to eliminate your creations, the beastmen, then that is indeed my purpose.”

Limusa heard this, showed an understanding expression, then looked at Orson.

“How long has it been since the era you are in, from my legend?”

“About several thousand years,” Orson said this.

“I see,” Limusa heard this and nodded. “Then do you know what the relationship between humans and beastmen was several thousand years ago?”

“I’ve heard rumors. We once fought together against the demon invasion.”

“Since we were once comrades, why, why do humans want to eliminate beastmen?”

“...Apologies, on this point, please forgive me for not being able to provide an answer.”

“However, I can also tell you what your creations are like several thousand years later.”

Saying this, Orson described the tragic state of Carls City.

“Perhaps you can’t believe it, but after thousands of years, your creations might not be the same as they were when you first saw them.”

“For thousands of years, you have transformed into sandstorms, helping the beastmen withstand wave after wave of human purges. Of course, the beastmen respect you.”

“However, with all due respect, your creation of the beastman race was a failure from the start.”

“Savage in mind, unwilling to be educated, and crude in nature. If placed in a primitive society, perhaps it would be acceptable. But when others are progressing, entering civilized society, and constantly developing, beastmen remain in a barbaric society. This will become an obstacle to others.”

“I will not say that completely exterminating a race is correct, but, from the perspective of a human, and from the perspective of Hela’s kin as you call them, this is my view.”

“Humans also have civil wars, and also have hatred, but unlike beastmen, humans have more harmony.”

“I know,” Limusa nodded. “I created the beastmen. Could I not see the future of the beastmen?”

“It’s just, I didn’t expect that even after thousands of years, the beastmen still haven’t changed...” He sighed with a bitter smile. “Sigh, back then, to ensure the continuation and development of the beastmen bloodline, I also created the demi-humans. As a result, both beastmen and humans look down on demi-humans...”

“Regarding this, even to this day, it remains the same,” Orson said this, nodding. “However, the demi-human race is not a failure. At least, among the demi-humans I have seen, they are basically similar to humans. It’s just because of their unusual appearance that they have become monsters in the eyes of humans and beastmen.”

“So, what is this if not a failure?” Limusa said self-mockingly, “As a deity, a species created can only be enslaved by others, discriminated against by others, hated by others, and used by others. If this is not a failure, then what is it?”

“King of All Beasts, at least, on the matter of demi-humans, I can guarantee you this.”

“Demi-humans can live together with humans. Perhaps the path required will be long and arduous, but, I guarantee you, I will fight for the rights that belong to demi-humans, and even establish a country of their own for demi-humans, making them equal in status to humans, no longer discriminated against.”

“Because, the qualities I have found in most demi-humans are hardship, diligence, simplicity, and kindness. Such a race should not disappear.”

Saying this, Orson looked at Limusa.

“You must think so too, King of All Beasts, otherwise, how could the bronze statues serving by your stone coffin be demi-humans?”

“Heh, you say that so easily,” Limusa said this, looking at Orson.

For some reason, he paused, then showed an understanding smile.

“Heh, so it’s you.”

“What are you saying?” Orson heard this and looked at Limusa in confusion.

“Son of Paradis, let’s make a deal. I will remove the sandstorm in the desert. In return, you must help me, take good care of my most beloved creations. How about it?”

“...Son of Paradis? Although I don’t quite understand the meaning of this title, I agree to the pact you proposed.”

“Ah, you don’t know that yet, do you?” Limusa saw Orson’s confused expression, smiled, then said, “Never mind. You’ll know your identity eventually anyway.”

“Let the pact be as we agreed. I will become your eyes and watch the completion of our pact,” Saying this, Limusa smiled.

“That little demi-human girl outside, she is your friend, isn’t she? Since you can develop a friendship with a demi-human that makes her willing to die for you, I believe what you say.”

“By the way, let me give you one last push.”

“Son of Paradis, you must not forget our pact.”

As Limusa’s words fell, Orson’s consciousness returned to the real world.

In Orson’s arms, the Heart of All Beasts turned into specks of starlight and flew into Laina’s body. Then, the injuries on Laina’s body rapidly healed.

Looking at this scene and connecting it with what Limusa said in the vision just now.

Did his “last push” refer to healing Laina’s fatal injuries?

Orson didn’t know if Laina would wake up, but he still carried Laina and walked out of the underground maze.