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 Emilia was returning to the temple by the same route they had used to escape earlier. She and Subaru figured it would be less conspicuous this way for Greed. She had a long way to go, and every second was worth its weight in gold, because every second the boy had to fight for his life. The sound of collapsing buildings left no doubt - he was in danger. On the other hand... As long as she could hear the fight, she knew Regulus hadn't gotten him yet. 

At one point she thought someone was calling her. She almost stood, but immediately thought she was not allowed. 

- I have to hurry! I have a mission! 

Fortunately, the techniques she had been working on over the past year came to her aid. Like when she escaped from the tower, she took shortcuts with ice steps and stairs to get through the city the fastest. 

- Good thing I worked on Icebrand!" - she muttered, creating another ice platform. 

It was Subaru who suggested that she could use her magic in this way. As usual, she was impressed by his ingenuity. 

I still use magic like a child... I'm still working on it, although it'll still take time before I perfect my skills. However, thanks to the tricks Subaru gave me, I can already fight villains! Besides, I really like this style of fighting. 

She didn't fail to thank him sincerely, but the boy just turned everything into a joke, claiming that it came out accidentally. "I just wanted to see how you charm. You look like a winter goddess then. And that it came in handy? Coincidence!" 

It is because of those exercises that I can now create all sorts of things out of ice, not just weapons. 

- Create! Ice Road! - she called out as taught by the black-haired man. 

That was the name of the technique that involved creating an ice road. Emilia rarely used it because she didn't want to cause trouble for others, but she decided that now she could since she was in a unique situation. 

- It should melt by itself in a moment, so I don't think anyone will get hurt... - she muttered, excusing herself, although no one was listening. 

The ice road led her to the temple itself. Emilia peered inside through the opening of the broken door. Regulus' wives sat in pews in the dilapidated church. 

- You're still here! Phew! - she breathed a sigh of relief. - You're not gone. 

Suddenly she realized one strange thing. They were all sitting upright exactly as they had left them. She was convinced that they had not twitched at all. 

- Is it because Regulus has forbidden you to move? 

They are trained. They are so afraid that he will do something to them that none of them even stand up! 

She felt anger begin to burn inside her again. 

- Emilia, relax. - She took a deep breath. - Remember Subaru! 

It's terrible how that monster hurt them, but on the other hand, it's good that every one of them is here. I was afraid they had scattered around town. What would we do then? After all, we need their help. All of them! 

- Sorry, please pay attention! 

I need to find out as soon as possible! 

Emilia stood in a place from which she was perfectly visible. Gazes slowly rolled toward her. Empty, impassive, lifeless. There was neither curiosity, nor hostility, nor even fear in them. She felt her heart beating harder and harder. 

- What about our master? - The uncomfortable silence was broken by the golden-haired One Hundred Eighty-Four sitting in front of the altar. 

She has the same cold look on her face as when she was dressing me and explaining that I shouldn't resist because it won't change anything anyway. 

Emilia shuddered. 

My words will not please her... 

- Regulus is in town... I'm sorry, sir. It's going to take us a while yet. 

- Aha. Well, yes," the girl replied with a mocking smile. 

It's so sad, I can't even look at her! She's not even disappointed. You can see that she didn't count on our victory at all. No wonder, I already gave her hope once only to let it down right away. And if you don't have hope, you're not likely to be disappointed either... How could I blame her? But... 

- That smile doesn't fit you. 

- Excuse me. Perhaps it came out crooked, which shouldn't be surprising since our master forbids us to smile. I'm not very skilled. 

- Don't apologize. You can mock me. I don't enjoy it, but I'm used to it. 

The grimace disappeared from One Hundred Eighty-Four's face. 

The half elf was used to responding to such comments. She already knew how to deal with them, though they still hurt exactly the same. What she didn't know was how to handle situations where she herself was hurting someone. 

What should I say to this poor girl? 

The resigned expression on One Hundred Eighty-Four's face lit a whole new flame in her heart. She felt a warmth. 

Subaru sometimes mentioned such a feeling. Now I understand. 

It was a flame of pain so great that it could not be endured. Suffering so terrible that it was unbearable. Emilia squinted, fighting the heat. 

I should probably learn to ignore it... but I don't think I can. 

She looked around the temple. She wanted so much to save these girls whose own "husband" had taken away their emotions, their personalities, and their names. Even if they didn't want it themselves. 

They can get mad at me, call me a witch. I don't care. 

- We will defeat Regulus, but we need your help to do it. 

Her answer was cold indifference. The Archbishop's wives did not even flinch, thus showing that they did not want to be rescued. However, the silver-haired woman felt that she could not leave them. She must not give up. 

- I don't know how much Regulus has hurt you, but I know he is a bad man. The few hours I've spent here have been enough for me to understand that. He doesn't call his wives by their first names, only by their numbers. He punishes any transgression with death. 

I don't at all claim to always be right. Now I'm not going to insist that I know everything better either, but if I see someone being wrong, I'll do what I can to stop them. 

- I won't lose to Regulus, no way. If I lose... something very, very important will be destroyed. 

- Important? - One Hundred Eighty-Four repeated. Her eyes remained lifeless, but she placed a hand on her chest, which could indicate that she was somewhat concerned. - This important thing is life? You mean that you have to survive? 

- Survive? No, that's not all. 

- For us... survival comes first. That's all we want. - One hundred and eighty-four shook their heads violently. - This is our little war. Everything has been taken from us, we have nothing except our lives. If we lose our lives as well, it will be as if we have been defeated. 

She straightened up and grabbed the hem of her dress. The other wives followed her example. In front of Emilia's astonished eyes, they all bowed in perfect synchronization. 

- Why won't you accept my help? 

- You are not the first person to claim that you will defeat our master and save us," replied the One Hundred Eighty-Four coldly, still bowing. 

Has anyone else tried this yet? They're still here, and Regulus is alive, so... It's just as I sensed. There is no disappointment in them because there is no hope. They've had enough of waiting. It's not their fault. 

- What happened to the Sword Saint and your knight? Nothing good, I guess, since they upset our lord so much. Are you the only one who escaped with your life? Shouldn't you be running away? 

- After all, I already said no way. Reinhard is... very high up, but Subaru is fighting. He entrusted me with the mission to find a way to win. 

- How? Here? We're worthless. We're not even fit to be hostages. You saw for yourself. 

- Do you really not know anything? 

One Hundred Eighty-Four furrowed her eyebrows uncertainly. 

She doesn't pretend... This beautiful girl became so gloomy because this life full of disappointments forced her to do so. She certainly has a good heart! After all, she has always been good to me. 

Emilia understood that the blonde had shown her a lot of sympathy if only when the girl had briefly left the tower. 

Just doesn't want to be saved... At least I made sure they weren't aware that Regulus was using them to hide his heart. 

Subaru explained to her that Regulus is invulnerable due to a combination of two powers. The first is called "Lion’s Heart." It is what allows him to use his wives and keep them like a little king in his little kingdom. The second Subaru called "Stopping Time." Emilia did not understand everything. Instead, she understood the most important thing - that she must free her wives, and then Regulus would become weaker. 

- But how to do it? 

After all, they should say themselves that they want it. Or is it enough for them to say, "I want to leave"? 

- Gee... It's gonna be hard... 

It's just words, but they're so afraid of Regulus that even that won't go down their throats. Besides, it seems to me that if they say it without conviction, it won't work at all. I think they will only leave Regulus' realm if they really want to. Maybe that's why Regulus intimidated them so much? So that they wouldn't accidentally admit that they wanted to leave? 

- Oh my," she groaned. Thinking about how those girls had been bullied caused her physical pain. In her imagination, she slapped Greed, and in the real world, she stomped her foot. 

Thinking will not improve the situation. You have to act! 

- Listen! Didn't you ever think you were a prisoner in the kingdom? 

- What? 

- Please, answer me! - Emilia pressed with a serious face. 

- I am a subject of the Kingdom of Lugnica... so I guess so... - said the blonde, who had been pressed against the wall, evasively. 

- Oh, right... Lugnica is also a kingdom, right... - The somewhat disappointed half elf looked One Hundred Eighty Four in the eye. 

- What? 

- Well... - muttered the half elf. - Can I ask you your name? 

The wife was silent. 

- Regulus isn't here. I wish I knew your name so I wouldn't address you by number. 

You can distinguish people by numbers, you can distinguish them by names. Seemingly the same thing, but completely different. When you know someone's name, you start a relationship with that person. So my acquaintance with this girl has not yet begun. How can I ask her for something if we don't even know each other? 

- What's your name? - She asked, holding out her hand to her. 

- I am not obligated to answer your questions. 

- Huh? 

One Hundred Eighty-Four stood in front of Emilia, avoiding her gaze. 

- We have nothing more to talk about. Other wives think so too," she added with her eyes fixed on the floor, squeezing her own arm tightly. - You're not even one of us. You don't have to be here, you don't have to become like this. Unlike us. We are different. Different! - she announced sharply. 

There were no more tears in her eyes, her lips narrowed to a line. She looked so beautiful and so sad that only someone with a heart of stone could not weep. For the silver-haired woman, it was an extremely painful sight. 

- I am a half elf," she confessed suddenly. 

One hundred and eighty-four looked at her in wonder. Emilia smiled at this first real emotion. She watched as the golden-haired girl turned pale as a wall. 


- A half elf... silver-haired... 

She realized that she had a Witch's Monstrosity in front of her. 

- It is true that we are different. We differ in our backgrounds, our surroundings. And I'm much older! But there is nothing special about it. Everybody is different, it is normal. 

The fact that I am different was a big problem for me for a very long time. "Different" meaning one who is not understood. I felt pushed away, and it hurt. Everyone told me it had to be this way. I suspected it would be better if there was someone who understood me. I didn't want to be "special," so I hid under a shell. It's different now. I don't hide anymore. I am proud of my uniqueness. 

- That's right. It's normal for us to be different. We are different, but equal. Because people who are different can also communicate. For example, everyone thinks okonomiyaki is delicious! 

- — C... what? 

- We are different and there is nothing wrong with that! - replied Emilia. She felt herself blushing with emotion. 

Oh dear, I'm already a little confused about what I wanted to say... I should just be clear about how I feel. That's what Subaru taught me. What would he do? First, he would ask One Hundred Eighty-Four for his name. 

- What's your name? Because I'm Emilia, just Emilia. A half elf who is quite different from you, though not in all things. A half elf who wants to save you. 

That acquaintance started that way too. With a question about his name. She remembered that he had spoken to her warmly. She was lonely, convinced that she could not rely on anyone. So much was going on around her. She had never understood it, but now she knew that the question had made her happy. She was glad that this unknown boy had noticed her existence. From that moment on, she had always thought that Subaru was... special and that's why she wanted to be like him. 

- This is absurd... - One Hundred Eighty-Four choked out in a trembling voice. She was shaking as if she had become very cold. She put her arms around her own shoulders. Her breathing became uneven, anguish appeared on her face. - Why... Why now do you want to make us human again! - she shouted the words she had been choking on for a very long time. She looked at Emilia angrily. - It was so good for me! I could have been a doll without feelings! It's all the same to him anyway! I would have survived as a doll, because this is our fight... to survive... and you...! What do you know about us?! 

- I know you guys are good! 

- What? 

- I know you are trying very hard! 

- What! 

- I know this is a cry for rescue! 

- Ah... 

One Hundred Eighty-Four was stupefied. Her lips trembled as if she was about to let out a moan. She didn't say 'save', but Emilia wasn't surprised. From their point of view it had to be a dangerous word. Once spoken, it could shatter the effort of all those days, make hope sprout in their hearts that would bring disappointment. And then reality would become unbearable. 

I certainly won't hear that from them, but that's okay. 

- I know you want me to save you. It's in your eyes, in your voice, so I will help you. I will take you away from Regulus. However, you must help me first," she added, lowering her gaze. Her words surprised the Hundred Eighty-Four even more. - I wish I could do everything, but I can't. Reality is not that simple, so I need your help to help you. 

- Should we help you? 

- Yes. Please help me save you, my knight and everyone in this city! - she cried out pleadingly, bowing her head before them. 

Her heart was beating so hard it hurt. She clenched her fists. She was afraid... But she wasn't the only one. After all, their lives for so long had been an endless nightmare... 

- Wait! - she heard above her. It was followed by a long sigh. One Hundred Eighty-Four looked around at her companions in misery. They stood upright, one next to the other. - I want to ask you guys something. I know you have never heard this question before. 

They stood for a moment in silence. Emilia was unable to speak. She could only wait wordlessly for the finale. 

One Hundred Eighty-Four, the representative of Regulus' wives, finally broke the painful silence. 

- Do any of us love him? 

Emilia made a puzzled face. 

The wives did not answer immediately. They exchanged glances, clearly embarrassed. Finally some emotion appeared on their faces as well. 

- I hate him. 

The first to speak was a tall, red-haired girl, one of those leading the half elf down the aisle. She had a hoarse, stifled voice. She no longer looked like a passionless doll. Her eyes were moist. The words she spoke no doubt came straight from her heart. 

- I hate him too! 

- Me too! 

- I hated him the whole time. 

- I can't stand him. 

- There is something wrong with him! 

- He has it wrong in his head. 

- Who would love one like that? 

- He loves only himself! 

- In my mind I have left it a thousand times! 

- It was awful and made me want to cry. 

- But what could we do? 

- I hate him! 

- I hate it! 

- I hate, so terribly, terribly hate! 

- I can't stand his face! 

- I can't stand the way he talks! 

- I can't stand the way he walks! 

- He has a terrible character! 

- He is inhuman! 

- I hate it more and more every day! 

- I've had enough of him! 

- It's nasty! 

- He's a pervert! 

- Kid! 

- Worse than a kid! 

- I'd rather marry an earth dragon already! 

- It can't be compared to anything. 

- Someone like that cannot exist! 

- I hate it, I hate it, I hate it! 

- When I look at him, it makes me sick! 

- How many times have I murdered him in my mind.... 

- He is the worst in the world! 

- He's a bastard... 

- Disgusting! It made me nauseous! 

- When he touched me, it felt like my skin was rotting. 

- He has no heart! 

- He killed my family! 

- How would I love someone who kidnapped me? 

- I can't believe he's doing this unknowingly! 

- I want him to die in pain! 

- He's always boring... Every word made me want to die... 

- Let him die! 

- May he give me back my beloved! 

- I want to go home... Home... 

- It doesn't matter if you save us. Kill him! That's all that matters! 

- What a piece of garbage... 

- I hate him and always will! 

- What woman could love something like that? 

- Neither did the man. 

- No one would love something like that! 

The girls let out all the feelings they had been hiding deep in their hearts all this time. It was as if a dam had burst. They shouted out the grievances they had accumulated over the years. It was not pleasant to listen to, but the wives visibly cheered up. They were obviously very relieved. 

- Sylphy. 

- Hm? 

- You wanted to know my name. I am Sylphy," repeated Regulus' now-ex-wife. 

- — O! How pretty! 

- Well, sure. My mother and grandmother had it too. - Suddenly she held out her hands to the other girls. - None of you answered in the affirmative! 

- Do you want to say something? 

- Yes. - Sylphy nodded her head. She combed her beautiful golden hair and grinned from ear to ear. Her smile was dazzling. - I hate him too. Let us help you. 

It's like they signed divorce papers. And they all did it happily. 



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