BJ Villainess Chapter 321

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Hardy tilted his head, revealing his confusion.

 

“This is really strange.”

 

He looked at me, Clyde, and David in turn, muttering, “This is really strange,” several more times.

 

“There has never been a case where outsiders kept coming over from the same world.”

 

This was an unusual event, likely because we were all grouped under the same category of ‘broadcast.’ Even though I also felt that something strange was going on, Clyde reacted nonchalantly.

 

“Just because it hasn’t happened before doesn’t mean it won’t happen now. It could be the influence of the growing magical plants.”

 

“Yeah, that definitely could have an effect.” Hardy shrugged as if it didn’t matter and asked, “So since he’s your friend, do you want to take him with you? I think your fox friend would prefer that over being in a temporary shelter for outsiders.”

 

I quickly nodded in agreement. It was because I didn’t want David and Ozworld to meet.

 

“I’ll take David with us.”

 

Although Clyde didn’t seem entirely satisfied with my decision, he didn’t object.

 

Hardy chuckled, amused by Clyde’s sullen expression. “Alright then. Let’s finish the report tomorrow and call it a day. You should catch up with your old friend.”

 

“Yeah, thanks for understanding.” I hastily responded, trying to stop Hardy from teasing Clyde any further, and then quickly headed for the dock.

 

We stayed silent as if on cue until we boarded the airship. When we were finally alone, I was the first to speak.

 

“Do you know where we are?”

 

David nodded. “This is the first-generation Pantheon, the world where my master was born.”

 

“That’s right. But how did you end up here?”

 

“It wasn’t by choice. I got sucked into a rift in space-time because of a man wearing a black butterfly mask.”

 

It seems he doesn’t know that the man in the black butterfly mask is Clyde.

 

Clyde remained silent, exuding discomfort, before finally speaking. “So, who is this man? I don’t remember him at all.”

 

“He’s from the Pantheon. You know I broadcast to the constellations, right?”

 

Clyde, who had absorbed the information about the Pantheon and the constellations from the memories I showed him, quickly understood and nodded.

 

At this point, David was the one who understood the situation the least. He sighed and asked, “Can you explain what’s going on?”

 

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Clyde spoke to the gathered male protagonists. “We’re on the brink of destruction.”

 

Currently, the Rapshia Empire was experiencing extreme weather—blizzards followed by torrential rains and now a scorching heatwave, despite it being December. This had been going on for a month. But that wasn’t all. Desertification was spreading rapidly, and experts predicted that if it continued at this pace, everything would be dead in 30 days.

 

While many lamented that the gods were angry, the truth was different. This was nothing more than the unilateral violence of a madman.

 

“Still, we have an advantage over Ozworld.”

 

Clyde looked at Libby, who was emitting a radiant light in a hall where the entry of outsiders was strictly controlled by the order of Euges. On Libby’s back were fluttering white butterfly wings, and before her, a ‘gate’ made of magic was forming. These butterfly wings were visible only to Clyde, likely due to the influence of the black butterfly that had once chosen him.

 

At that moment, Damian, who was supplying the power of the core to the dimensional gate that Libby was creating, asked, “Didn’t you say she’s the female protagonist of this world?”

 

Clyde nodded. Libby was a being closest to the creator, embodying countless desires.

 

Clyde had returned to <God’s Play> to use the cores he had collected to fully awaken Libby and Euges. However, Libby was already in the process of awakening herself to a higher-dimensional being. She was similar to Ilya, who had awakened after absorbing the power left behind by Theresa. No, she was even more special. She had become connected to the creator, sharing a pair of butterfly wings with her, and thus shared her fate with her.

 

Because Theresa was special, Libby had become special as well. The two shared their growth with each other.

 

One of the reasons Theresa achieved remarkable results compared to her efforts was that she gave all the special and good things to her protagonist. The same was true for Libby. As they cherished each other, the benefits were reciprocated, creating a perfect symbiotic relationship that was almost enviable.

 

Swoosh! At that moment, Euges, who had been soaking in the unpleasant green water to complete his awakening as a constellation, rose from the large tub in the hall. Euges wiped his wet face with his hand and stepped out of the tub. He looked at Clyde, recalling the memories the system had forced him to forget.

 

When Euges thought about it, everyone gathered here was a threat to the empire. It was outrageous enough that Damian was the leader of the Stigmata, but to think that there were two demons living openly in the Duke’s house. It was so ridiculous that Euges couldn’t help but laugh.

 

Clyde glanced at Euges, who was drying his wet body with magic as he approached. “You woke up an hour earlier than expected, Your Majesty.”

 

“Should I consider it an honor that someone I don’t know if it’s an angel or demon still treats me as an emperor?”

 

Clyde, not one to back down from sarcasm, responded casually to Euges’s mockery. “That’s up to your personal preference. But the gate will open soon, so focus on normalizing your senses, Your Majesty.”

 

Ilya, who was helping Damian create the dimensional gate, looked back at Clyde, who was lounging around. “What will you do once we all leave here?”

 

Clyde waved his hand dismissively as if the question was unnecessary. “I’ll wait for you all to come back.”

 

“You know what I mean. Won’t it be dangerous?” Ilya pointed out, to which Clyde replied with an exasperated expression.

 

“I’m old enough to handle this without being nagged, don’t you think? Just go and bring Theresa back quickly.”

 

Otherwise, this world, cut off from its source of energy, would smoothly collapse.

 

“Everything will be solved once Theresa returns.” Clyde smiled and nudged Ilya, who was cooperating in creating the dimensional gate. “Don’t you trust me?”

 

Ilya seemed to focus on her task, not even glancing at Clyde, but a faint smile played on her lips.

 

At that moment, Euges, who had finished adjusting to his newly formed body, opened his eyes and approached the dimensional gate to lend a final hand. As the light faded, a worn and faded door appeared. It was the gate that led to the <BJ Sand Saintess> channel.

 

Libby, with her usual soft demeanor replaced by a firm and cold gaze, spoke decisively, “If you’re ready, shall we go?”

 

Everyone nodded and, without hesitation, opened the door and entered. As soon as they disappeared, Clyde wiped the playful smile off his face.

 

“He has a sharp intuition.”

 

Is it because they were twins? Ilya had sensed something was wrong and found it unsettling that Clyde was staying behind.

 

Clyde snapped his fingers, instantly changing into the black combat suit he wore as the man with the black butterfly mask. He had told everyone that everything would be resolved once Theresa was brought back, but that was a lie. The only way to resolve this situation was to kill Ozworld. And there was only one way to kill Ozworld.

 

A time paradox. To attempt it, Clyde also had to take the risk of entering the <BJ Sand Saintess> channel.

 

Clyde put on the black butterfly mask one last time. “Not that this will prevent my destruction.”

 

A time paradox wasn’t something that could be avoided just by covering his face. Of course, it would buy a bit more time than if his face were exposed. Records of time explained that the instinctive discomfort would lead past and present selves to recognize each other.

 

Clyde took out a necklace hidden under his clothes. The necklace held a wedding ring. Although his time would soon be up, making the years he had endured waiting to see her again seem pointless, it was alright. From the moment you were thrown into the fire instead of me, I decided that, if I could, I would die for you.

 

Kissing the ring, Clyde then opened a portal. His destination was Ozworld Company.