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Adopted Daughter Role Overdone Chapter 192

Viola glanced at Tundra.

“Really, you’re quite handsome.”

Tundra paused and looked at Viola. He noticed that she had changed. ‘This isn’t the Viola I know.’

Now it made sense. The fierce visage of Viola when they first met was not the real Viola.

From Tundra’s perspective, the current Viola couldn’t be considered the true Viola.

Viola curled her lips and smiled.

“Is it possible to kill something that cannot be killed?”

Viola’s eyes turned a fiery red. Soon, blood tears streamed down her face.

The killing star within her body forcibly activated to the point of overwhelming her. Bahakarun spoke.

“Well then, give it a try. I’ll give you a chance.”

There was a strange sense of expectation in Bahakarun’s voice, as if he was awaiting death.

“Alright.”

Viola raised her dagger and punctured the space. The tip of Viola’s dagger turned black.

The realm of annihilation that Tundra exhibited remained at the end of Viola’s dagger.

Viola seemed joyful as she laughed.

“Hehe.”

Madness began to take hold of her face as she stabbed at the air multiple times.

“There’s something nice about the feeling of touching something.”

“I feel the same way.”

Bahakarun chuckled softly in a low voice. The entire space seemed to tremble.

“Is this what pain feels like?”

Bahakarun seemed to be feeling pain too. He appeared happy about it. “Am I capable of feeling pain as well?”

“Does it hurt?”

“It hurts.”

Bahakarun was exhilarated by the ‘pain’ he was feeling for the first time. “Please stab me more.”

“If you want.”

Viola’s smile deepened. Blood began to flow not only from her eyes but also from her ears. Tundra sensed danger.

‘I have to stop this.’

At this rate, ‘that fake Viola will devour my real Princess Viola.’

Right now, the killing intent was running wild. With the killing instinct intrinsic to her, her mind and body were overtaken.

“Viola.”

He called her name. The current Viola was no princess, so Tundra blocked Viola’s dagger.

Viola glared at Tundra with her blood-red eyes.

“Don’t stop me.”

“The princess is my princess. You can’t devour her.”

Viola smiled sweetly, then spoke in a warm voice. “I’m Viola, Tundra, get a grip.”

Tundra flinched at her words, and Viola seized the moment. In an instant, she lunged towards Tundra, stabbing him.

Tundra quickly dodged.

Tundra’s left arm was pierced by the dagger.

‘That was close.’

Tundra steadied his breathing as he checked the state of his left arm. While there was a lot of blood, it wasn’t so serious that he couldn’t move.

“What a pity. I was aiming for the heart.”

He heard Bahakarun’s voice. “When will you stab me?”

“I will. Just wait.”

Viola suddenly seemed irritated. “Don’t interfere. I’m going to kill.”

“No.”

Tundra stood in front of Viola. The tip of his sword was aimed at her neck. “You can’t dominate my princess.”

The killing intent must be stopped. The killing intent is a force of destruction and death.

That power would turn Viola herself into that.

Viola chuckled.

“Is that so? You plan to stop me with that sword?”

Viola seemed completely unconcerned about Tundra’s sword. She walked toward him.

She didn’t forget to poke around gleefully.

Bahakarun was delighted.

“This pain is exquisite.”

Meanwhile, Selbin was panting harshly, watching Viola and Tundra. Selbin also realized that Viola was behaving quite differently than usual.

‘That sister is cool too.’

Still,

‘The Viola I know is much cooler and much stronger.’

Simply put, based on sheer strength, Viola may be stronger now. There was a strong desire for slaughter felt here.

‘My sister is gentle yet strong.’

And isn’t consumed by killing intent. Simply being strong doesn’t make one strong.

For Selbin, the standard of ‘strength’ was the original Viola.

She could show weakness to the weak.

She could bear her own strength without yielding to something like killing intent.

She possessed a strong heart to resist the world with her own hands, feet, and will, so I’m going to find my sister.

Selbin stepped in front of Viola, blocking her path toward Tundra.

Viola grinned again.

“You’re going to stop me too?”

“Return my sister.”

“I am your sister.”

“No. The sister I know is much cooler and much stronger.”

“What can that sister do now? If it weren’t for me, you’d all be annihilated. Bahakarun, right?”

The darkness of the world seemed to agree with that statement, replying, “Make me suffer even more.”

He was curious. “Can I bleed too?”

He thought it would be nice to bleed. Then wouldn’t it feel like being alive? The annihilation of lifeless beings held no value.

The vanishing of life was the very reason behind Bahakarun’s existence.

“I’ve never lived, so I’ve never bled before.”

Then, if he bleeds, wouldn’t it mean he is alive?

“I’ll find a way to bleed. Wait a bit. Let me clear out the nuisances.”

“If that’s the case, I’ll wait a little longer. I’ll look forward to it, child who can defy God’s will.”

Bahakarun temporarily halted the annihilation. Viola walked toward Selbin and met her gaze.

“Selbin.”

She spoke in Viola’s voice. Selbin’s pupils trembled.

“How simple.”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Viola stabbed Selbin in the abdomen. Even though Selbin had grown up through the ‘Sacred Ground of the Ancient Warriors,’ she was far too exhausted at that moment. She had fully embraced the power of annihilation through the ‘Lava Giant Transformation.’

Thus, she showed Viola a momentary gap, and Viola did not miss that opportunity. “I’d love to taste your blood as well, but what a shame.”

Viola walked past the fallen Selbin. Viola sensed that time wasn’t on her side.

She didn’t have enough time to kill Selbin too.

While her body could hold on, she wanted to kill something that could not be killed. Finally, she stood before Tundra.

“Move aside.”

The tip of Tundra’s sword trembled softly.

Viola was aware of it.

“With your heart not even steady, you think you can stab me?”

Viola mocked Tundra. She gently brushed away Tundra’s sword and moved even closer to him.

So close that they could feel each other’s breaths.

“See? You can’t stab me.”

Viola lifted her dagger. Then she lightly leaped and swung the dagger toward Tundra’s neck. In that moment, she was startled.

‘I thought you would dodge backward.’

Tundra did not retreat. Instead, he stepped forward half a step. He embraced Viola tightly.

‘What a fool.’

Tundra’s nape was left unprotected. Viola seized that chance again and stabbed near the back of Tundra’s neck.

Viola let out a light laugh.

‘I did it.’

She loved this sensation.

If Bahakarun was born to annihilate, then she felt like she was born to enjoy this sensation.

Tundra’s body crumpled down weakly.

In the end, Tundra couldn’t stab Viola, nor could he stop her.

“Then now, Bahakarun, I’m going to stab you with all my might.”

But then, Tundra, who had collapsed, grabbed Viola’s ankle.

“You cannot take my princess.”

“How annoying.”

Tundra’s wrist was in view. If she cut that off, this annoyance would disappear.

“Get lost.”

Viola swung the dagger toward Tundra’s wrist. In the original story of Bellatu’s Shadow, Tundra sacrificed himself for Viola.

In that narrative, he offered his body to Viola and got stabbed to death by her.

That was the ‘fate of the male lead’ set by the author. And Arin witnessed that fate once more. ‘No.’

In the original work, Viola’s sword was sharp, and the killing intent contained immense murderous will.

Arin was in agony.

‘This isn’t right.’

She couldn’t bring herself to kill Tundra. This was wrong.

A voice echoed in her mind.

-After all, you all will die here anyway. It seemed like the original Viola knew everything. -If that’s the case, isn’t it fine to at least indulge in some enjoyment before I go? ‘I’m going to live as myself.’

-It’s not important since you’re going to die anyway. Viola seemed unwilling to hand herself over to Arin.

Viola relished each moment.

– The smell of blood. The sensation of flesh being torn. All of this makes me so happy. Arin gritted her teeth.

She had to regain control over her body.

‘But how?’

At that moment, the collapsed Tundra grabbed Viola’s ankle.

Viola seemed annoyed and prepared to cut his wrist.

‘No.’

This is, ‘no!!!’

Just before the dagger touched Tundra’s wrist, it stopped.

“Tundra…”

Tundra looked up at Viola with a wrecked face. “See? You can’t defeat our princess.”

Tundra smiled. ‘If I get stabbed, I will become like that.’

Then our princess will be able to regain her senses.

Tundra thought this way, and that thought indeed became a reality.

“I’m glad to see you back, princess.”

Tundra squeezed out his last bit of strength. He opened his eyes wide in fear that Viola might be overly shocked.

‘My eyes are closing.’

I’ve bled too much. But still, I decided not to close my eyes. I would keep them wide open and watch what Viola would do until the end.

‘I’m going to die, right?’

So I decided to call Viola’s name just once more. Softly, so she couldn’t hear.

“Viola.”

I expressed my true feelings toward her. “I was glad to serve you.”

The voice was so faint that it didn’t reach Viola. Instead, another voice came to Viola.

-So, what do you want to do? She sounded furious. -Why do you take away my last enjoyment when you can’t do anything? It seemed Bahakarun was a little disappointed as well.

“Then does that mean you can’t stab me now?”

He wouldn’t allow any more time. “Then it seems it’s time for the finale, children. It was enjoyable for a brief moment.”