Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 447

Zzzzzzzzzt—!

Boom!

A searing beam of light grazed past the flesh of my cheek.

If I had leaned even slightly more to the right, I would’ve been charred black like a scorched ant.

The thought alone made the hair on my head stand on end. But I couldn’t afford to stop running—because Ayra, who was sprinting ahead of me, showed no signs of slowing down.

『Enough—.』

A booming voice rippled through the space around us. As I gasped for breath and looked up, I saw several winged monsters manifesting midair.

They were creatures with grotesque faces and multiple bulging arms, each one wielding a mace or sword. Seeing them stirred some old memory in the back of my mind.

I’d seen angel statues that looked like those monsters before.

Angels.

Even back then, I felt it—angels, to me, were children with halos on their heads, playing harps or trumpets.

These things were the opposite of that.

—Groooo—.

—Ga’m—

Those angels, grotesque in their devilish form, flapped their white wings and charged toward Ayra—

“You won’t get many chances. Keep up.”

Ayra’s calm voice steadied my resolve as she swung her sword in a great arc from above, slicing clean through one of the monsters.

Shfffft—!

The angel split cleanly in two and disintegrated into powder. One, then two.

Skkk—, skkk—.

Ayra cut her way forward with her sword—her presence, overwhelming and reassuring. Even without magical assistance, she was someone of exceptional ability.

If she had been born an ordinary princess...

She might’ve grown up beloved by all and become a wonderful queen in the most ordinary way.

Thanks to Ayra’s fierce charge, we made it to the foot of the enormous god.

To climb that divine body would require a leap of several dozen meters—but then Ayra took hold of my hand.

“A long time ago, this might’ve been different. But now, that god is nothing more than a colossal Ars Nova. Teo, just do what you’ve always done.”

“A little more detail would be—ah!”

Before I could even finish speaking, Ayra grasped my arm with a strength I never imagined she had.

She gathered all the strength in her arms and legs, then spun me around like a discus—and flung me through the air.

“Stella! Catch him! Get him up to the head!”

Even as my vision spun and I felt completely disoriented, Ayra’s voice rang out loud and clear.

I felt a deep kinship with the ingredients spun in a centrifuge—and then, as Ayra released me, my body soared into the air.

And then—someone seized the scruff of my neck.

“Gotcha!”

When I came to my senses, I was cradled in Professor Stella’s arms—like a football tightly tucked under the arms of a running back. She immediately broke into a sprint.

“Teo, be careful not to bite your tongue!”

The problem was, she wasn’t running on a flat, open field, but on the massive, uneven, and tilting body of the god.

Gooooooo—.

The god, trying to swat us climbing up its body, flailed several of its remaining arms toward us.

“We’re switching routes!”

Each time, Stella would spin a rope with a hooked tip and fling it upward, hooking it onto a higher arm. It was a full-on three-dimensional maneuver—terrain meant nothing to her.

“Hiiieek...!”

In Stella’s arms, my whole body jolted violently with every move, making it nearly impossible to stay conscious.

If she even slightly lost her grip, I’d splatter like an egg dropped from an apartment rooftop.

All I could do was cling to her like a cicada on a tree.

With my eyes tightly shut, the only things I could hear were the immense groans of the giant god and Stella’s panting.

Gooooooo—.

『Such pathetic antics.』

“I’m gonna die, seriously!”

Stella groaned—but her voice held a strange undercurrent of joy.

“In all my long fairy life, this is my first adventure like this! Not even my brother got to do anything like this! Right, Teo? Don’t you think so too?!”

“Uuuuuh...”

“But! We can’t go any farther this way! I’m going to toss you up! Elga! Catch him when he comes!”

Her hands grabbed my waist—and then I felt the rush of wind as my body launched high into the air. Like I was flying.

And someone caught me.

It was Elga, clinging to the highest part of the giant’s shoulder. Grabbing my clothes, she pulled me into her arms like a goalie catching a ball.

“Got him! So, what am I supposed to do with this guy?!”

Elga shouted.

“Where am I even supposed to take him?!”

But it seemed like no one could hear her.

Stella was dodging a flurry of arms by hair’s breadth. And Ayra, down below, looked exhausted from fighting the horde of angels.

“Tch, I don’t know either!”

Elga, holding me tightly, started running.

She was heading upward—higher than where she already stood. A memory surfaced, about how ladybugs instinctively climb to the highest point before spreading their wings.

Racing across the shoulder as wide as a sports field, she finally reached the collarbone area—where a massive hole, instead of a neck, yawned open.

From within that gaping hole, a blinding light poured out. It seemed Elga had realized where I needed to go.

And I did too. If I jumped into the god’s body, there would be no going back.

Squeeze.

Elga gripped my arm tightly and said,

“If I let you go here, I feel like I won’t see you again for a very long time.”

“You feel that way?”

“Yeah. I do. But if I don’t let you go, then it feels like we’ll never meet again at all. Wouldn’t it be better to see each other again later—even if it takes a while—than never at all?”

“Well, obviously...”

“Promise me. Promise you’ll finish this as quickly as you can and come back.”

Her words made me remember the old me. Waiting for someone had always been a part of my life—so I understood the hearts of those left waiting.

“I’ll be right back.”

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