The Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health Chapter 327

The Western Continent, the Shugra Continent.

Various non-human races scattered throughout the great forest gathered today in the village known as “the Shade of the World Tree.”

Though their races differed, they were all living beings who survived under the blessing of the World Tree—and that was why none of them could miss a day like this.

Today was the monumental day when the World Tree would be completely purified.

Fwaaah—!

A refreshing power spread outward, dyeing the World Tree pure white.

Everyone gathered there stared in sincere awe. Soon, the fully purified World Tree bloomed brilliantly colored flowers, radiating light and bestowing blessings upon all who stood beneath it.

“Oh, sacred tree……!”

“The ancient tree has regained its strength!”

“The tree that supports the world blesses us!”

Each race had a different name for the World Tree, but they were all the same in shedding tears at the strengthened blessing.

The blessing was filled with the joy of the World Tree, freed at last from a fate of complete corruption and burning destruction.

Among those present was the foreign mage, Robert.

“So this is the blessing of the World Tree……”

His body felt lighter, vitality overflowed, his mind cleared, and even the internal contamination—almost a chronic condition for mages—had diminished.

Clenching and unclenching his hands as he measured the mana within himself, Robert passed through the demi-humans who were joyfully debating whether to hold a celebration and headed toward his disciple.

“Chloe.”

Chloe, soaked in sweat after successfully purifying the World Tree, turned to him.

“Master.”

Perhaps because she was happy to have completed the purification, Chloe smiled brightly.

“Yes. You did well. Let’s go rest now.”

Robert felt both sympathy and pride for his disciple.

“Yes, Master.”

At last finished, Chloe smiled and took Robert’s hand. She stared strangely into empty space, which felt a little odd—but Robert assumed she was simply exhausted and let it go.

Without knowing what Chloe was seeing.

【Tutorial: Purify the World Tree (Completed)】

Looking at the status window marked Completed, Chloe smiled softly.

Now I can finally go to Albret.

 

 

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Halbern’s Secret Archive.

A place where all the secrets Halbern had buried over centuries lay sleeping together.

Valer, who had once thought he would never return here, lay sprawled in a corner of the archive, covering his face with a book and groaning quietly.

The book his sister had personally hidden contained more information than he’d expected.

For example—details about the serum researched in the underground laboratory.

“If a human who gains miraculous powers also becomes arrogant, then the choice they make is obvious.

They dare to compare themselves to a god.”

She was right.

The goal of Morden, Valer’s biological father and sworn enemy, had been a single thing.

A resurrection serum.

An imitation of a divine miracle—reviving the dead.

Shockingly, its ultimate purpose had been to fully resurrect his dead wife.

Can something like that even be called love?

“Can that really be called love?”

Perhaps because they truly were siblings, Shione had thought the same.

Valer laughed bitterly at his sister’s sharp tone.

Ironically, it was Morden who had driven Shione to decide to die for Valer’s sake.

A man who slaughtered countless innocent people under the excuse of “experiments,” then claimed he did it all for love.

That this kind of father—irrational, unreasonable, utterly devoid of respect, and exhausting to deal with—wrapped his emotional obsession in the shell of “love” was something his sister deeply despised.

“Ludwig is the same.

Love? Don’t make me laugh. He destroyed everything I wanted, took away what mattered most to me—and then called it love? That’s love?

He claims to love me, but all he wants is to own me. He ignores what I want entirely.

That man has no right to speak the word ‘love.’”

Even after being sent off like an exile to marry into the Southern Empire—where everything was against her—Shione never gave up.

She possessed an ability that let her freely cross into the reverse world.

To spite Ludwig, who desired her, and her father, who delighted in her suffering.

And for the sake of her younger brother, who would never be free because of her.

That she fearlessly entered the reverse world while determined to die might have been inevitable.

“At first, I thought it was a monster.”

With no facial features and a formless shape, she believed she had finally achieved her goal.

“I was glad I’d read the ancient text saying that angering monsters of the reverse world would also doom humans in the real world. If I offer my life to the monster, I can kill that man, right?”

“But the monster refused my offer. It said it wasn’t a monster. I didn’t believe it—until its formless appearance suddenly changed into that of a human, so I stopped arguing.”

“Even knowing it was a monster, its human shell was convincing enough that I might have spoken to it once if I’d met it outside.”

If Shione said someone looked convincing and impressive, then by most standards, they must have been extraordinarily attractive.

Was it imitating a human?

Or had it actually been one?

According to her writings, her time with that mysterious and strange “monster” continued for quite a while.

She went from being wary of it, to growing fond of how it let her be while still ensuring she didn’t die, to feeling comfortable talking about her past, to liking the fact that it didn’t pity her—and finally, to making a certain decision.

“I like you.”

“That you don’t waver no matter how much I try to shake you, and that I can’t hurt you no matter how hard I try.”

“I like that I’m someone you could forget so easily.”

Valer closed his eyes as he read the words filled with her honest feelings.

Who on earth confesses love like this?

After that short night passed, Shione returned to the Southern Empire and realized she was pregnant—and that she stood at a crossroads.

“The child’s existence felt confusing, yet like a gift. Should I live? But that thought only lasted a moment.”

“One day, a bird made of light flew to me and made an offer. It said it would grant my wish.”

The book ended there.

Valer searched other books, but couldn’t find whether she accepted the bird’s offer—or what the deal had been.

He could only infer from what had happened afterward.

She had definitely made a contract.

For herself.

And for Arellin.

“So this is what you called ‘love’…….”

Unconditional devotion and sacrifice.

Overwhelmed by the vast, immeasurable love surrounding him, Valer closed his eyes.

It was too heavy.

And yet, so overwhelmingly full that it left a bitter taste in his mouth.

 

 

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Pession continued to carry out official duties without rest, yet still received regular reports about Arellin.

“She’s with the twins? Doing what?”

“They attended Chancellor Gawain’s charity gala together.”

“Are they not busy?”

“…It appears they postponed everything and left it to Duke Spherom.”

Pession frowned deeply.

The party Arellin had attended was one Pession should have been at as well—if not for the sudden “request for cooperation” from the Shugra Empire.

Why is Shugra suddenly sending a delegation?

They claimed it was cultural exchange for friendship after long isolation, but Pession could see through it.

They intended to protect that so-called “child of destiny,” their benefactor.

“I hope nothing happens.”

Normally, he wouldn’t have cared—but the timing was bad.

Even before this, under the excuse of successor training, Pession had been handling more than half the official work. Now, all of it was openly dumped on him.

As he reviewed the mountain of paperwork, anger toward Emperor Edward—who was enjoying himself freely—briefly flared.

But—

This is better than causing problems.

Thinking of what Emperor Edward had done in a parallel world after losing Ageni, dumping work on him was merciful by comparison.

I’m busy now, but most of this just needs organizing.

Pession decided to endure it for now.

He didn’t like having to satisfy his desire to see Arellin through the occasional video call—

But that didn’t mean he intended to leave the twins clinging to her alone.