Reincarnated and Regressed Villain - Make heroines beg for forgiveness

"No, it is not possible. One can never reach a level above Epic with simple Energy Core transplantation," Adrian shook his head, clarifying this fact and adding another point, he stated, "Is Lady Alisia back?"

"Instead of wasting your brain cells, why don't you people look in the direction where Lucas was thrown?" Alfred was all smiles, already feeling all his years of mental pain inflicted by these people going to get back at them with 200% interest.

"You geezer! Don't forget you are a butler." Only one man among the crowd spoke, not noticing the gazes of all others turned towards the direction where Lucas was thrown.

All of their eyes fixed in that direction, their instincts kept screaming at that moment, seeing a figure standing just beside Lucas body.

Each one of them were veterans, having killed several powerhouses like it was nothing. They had also faced strong individuals, but never once did they felt like ants.

drip

A sweat bead falling on the ground, trickling from one of the men, was proof of it.

Not because they feared the individual reflecting in their pupils, not even because of the speed they couldn't notice.

The problem was, they could see the individual with their eyes but couldn't feel his presence.

It was not even minimal, all their senses except their eyes seemed to reject the fact about the existence of that figure.

Swish

A small breeze passed through that figure, caressing black raven hair, while fluttering and revealing two amber orbs that seemed vivid enough to outshine each one of their eye's glimmers even in this full moon night.

At that moment blinking seemed a burden to them, only reflecting a young man standing wearing black clothes, gazing down at another one lying with widened eyes.

One of the Crawfords' lips parted, identifying the figure, "Y-young Master."

...

Looking down at the individual lying in front of him, with a blood clotted abdomen evident from the punch he withstood, Ryuk narrowed his gaze, ignoring all of the people eyes, confirming the fact once again, 'System, are you sure that this guy is a villain?'

[Yes, Host.]

Seeing Lucas's body, which had several cracks centered from his abdomen, the impact of force caused a punch shape embedded on his skin.

'Is he dead?' Ryuk inquired, not feeling any heartbeat coming from the figure lying on the ground right now.

[Host, this is just a vessel remotely controlled from a faraway place; there is a disruption in connection causing it to become motionless at this moment.]

Seeing the young man in front of him, Ryuk had several doubts.

The moment he reached the ground floor, a notification popped up in front of him, notifying him about the presence of another villain.

Then, the individual in front of him also had the ability to create a duplicate figure of himself, making things more confusing.

What he could conclude were three major points from all this:

After his death at the hands of the Son of Heaven and heroines, they were destined to leave Heindal and step on another stepping stone in their path, like this guy in front of him—another villain.

Any flagbearer can return to Ardoros until they don't use their real body to come here.

If he killed any one of them here, no one is going to interrupt.

'One hundred and thirty-seven,' Ryuk calmly turned his gaze towards all of those people present there.

GULP

Some of them swallowed hard, feeling Ryuk's eyes settle on them.

Ryuk could clearly feel their nervousness, the small sounds of footsteps backing away, the sharp sound of their hearts racing, and even some of them falling into a trance, looking blankly at him.

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Ignoring the lying body of Lucas, whose connection has just broken due to *Shunya*, Ryuk approached those people.

A distance of miles covered within a blink of a moment.

Still, those last footsteps kept all their gazes fixed at that place, not noticing when he passed through them and arrived at the gates on Spire.

"You people must be Crawfords?"

'!?'

Suddenly breaking out of their thoughts, all of the individuals turned towards the direction of the voice, widening eyes evident of their bewilderment in this moment.

These people were not weaklings, not at all.

Even though not all of them were at Perfect, each had the strength to not trifle with.

Yet, they had become a mockery, like clowns turning their gazes from here and there.

"T-this," Adrian's mind was overwhelmed with things that were occurring. Being a battle veteran with middle Legendary rank, he could have at least felt some movement in the surroundings when the individual in front of him moved.

But, he felt nothing.

Thud

"Young Master!, Noah Greets you." Before Adrian and the other five people could think of anything, Noah swiftly knelt, directly recognizing the figure in front of him.

'!?'

Thud Thud

Other Crawfords also realized their mistake, causing them to swiftly kneel too, each of their auras subsiding, proof of their complete loyalty.

"""We Crawfords greet Young Master!"""

A unified voice resonated, filling the whole surrounding, while others stood in bewilderment.

Things were just too much for them to process.

Dreck Chandler had assured them about the death of that Cripple, even how they were going to get rid of the Crawfords, indirectly gaining complete access to this Spire's Ether Crystal, which would have fallen to them since they were branch families supporting Alisia Devereaux.

But, everything was getting out of their hands now.

Each one of them turned their eyes towards Dreck, who was himself in a trance, standing while keeping his eyes fixed on the young man in front of him.

Five years ago, he had seen a bloodied body without any trace of energy, and he was still seeing the same individual and still couldn't feel any energy.

Even if someone was far stronger than others, maybe not detecting power level, but one can at least guess from the mana reaction around them about that person not being normal.

But, even after observing for all this time, Dreck couldn't feel anything, but only a normal human.

"I heard you were the ones who provided me Materials for Healing potion?" Ryuk looked towards the Crawfords, all of their gazes fixed downward, with knelt position while fists touching the ground.

"Yes—" Before Adrian could complete his sentence, one of the persons standing beside Dreck spoke out.

"Yes, Young Master, he is the one who mixed poison in your Healing Potion!"

'Damn, Idiots!' Dreck instantly regretted his decision to tell his plan to all of these people.

It was common sense that the man who should have been dead due to poison is still alive, and you are blaming the only knelt figures among everyone for mixing poison.

A completely stupid move.

"He meant—SPLASH." Dreck tried to clarify that man, but his words seemed to be much slower.

'Huh?' Dreck only heard a sound, his trembling hands slowly moving towards his cheeks where he felt slight dampness, touching it before bringing it towards his sight.

His eyes reflected crimson liquid, prompting him to slowly turn his head.

'!?!'

Drip

A headless body stood, blood falling on the ground, instantly painting it crimson before the whole body fell down.

THUD

It was enough for everyone, including Dreck, to snap out of their thoughts.

Due to their habit of seeing blood, it didn't have much impact. But the issue was, they had first time seen a Devereaux member's head bursting on their homeland.

Not giving them a chance for their widened eyes to even blink, a chilling voice resonated inside the whole place.

"Every lie will cost a head. Your choice, your fate."