Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 300

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300 – Home

After receiving a small lily, I returned to the cave where Stella was lying down.

Stella’s condition was like boiling magma—if I had delayed any longer, it wouldn’t have been surprising if her organs had started to melt.

“This should make you better.”

I gently opened Stella’s mouth, then crushed the flower petals against a rock and carefully fed them to her. But Stella, on the verge of losing consciousness, couldn’t tolerate the bitter taste and spat them right out.

I tried several more times, but the result was the same.

She just wouldn’t take it.

Considering how much trouble I went through to obtain this medicine, I couldn’t help but feel slightly frustrated. But she was sick, so what could I do?

“Excuse me for this.”

So, I gently pinched her nose shut, and as her mouth opened, I pressed mine against hers, transferring the medicine directly. It was incredibly bitter. I could hear the sound of something being swallowed.

Since there were five petals in total, I used the same method for all of them. As I waited anxiously for the medicine to take effect, it wasn’t long before the redness in Stella Bellhawk’s face started to fade.

The struggles from the entire night hadn’t been in vain, it seemed.

Sssrrk.

I touched her forehead, and her temperature had returned to normal.

“Cough, ugh, what... what did you feed me?”

“It’s called an evening primrose. It’s supposed to neutralize poison effectively. It’s said to make you healthier than before you were poisoned, so don’t spit it out.”

“Ugh...”

With a groan, Stella passed out again. All I could do was rotate damp towels over her forehead and wipe the cold sweat from her neck and face.

This might be the first time I’d ever taken care of someone like this. It was more exhausting than I thought. It made me realize just how much dedication was needed to care for someone properly.

━You’ve always been prone to illness.

Suddenly, a voice brushed against my ear. Was it my mother’s? Lee Sung-eum’s? Or maybe it was Theo Gospel’s progenitor? I couldn’t tell.

The memories of the two were blending like paint with no barriers, making it hard to distinguish which belonged to whom.

Come to think of it, I had more questions about Solomon and that nymph. But saving the poisoned Stella was more urgent, so I hadn’t been able to ask.

I’d visit them tomorrow if Stella’s condition improves.

With that thought in mind, I spent the night diligently caring for her. Then, I woke up to a cool sensation on my face. I opened my eyes to see Stella, who looked relatively well, staring at me.

“Theo-kun, it’s morning.”

“Ah. Stella-nim, it seems you’ve recovered. I was worried something might have gone wrong.”

“Actually, I feel great. It’s as if every part of my body has been replaced with brand-new pieces. I feel like I could fly!”

As if to prove it, Stella stretched out her arms and legs smoothly. The effects of the medicine were better than expected. It was a relief to ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) see her in good health.

She asked.

“An evening primrose? Where did you even find something like that? It only appears in legends.”

“Legends?”

“Yeah. They say it’s a flower that bloomed only in the age of mythology long ago. It’s said to be able to bring even the dying back to life.”

“That...”

I explained to Stella everything that had happened. After hearing the whole story, she suddenly burst into laughter.

“A giant centipede named Angala? Do you really expect me to believe such a lie, Theo-kun? The great Angala is the sister of the wise spider Argala, a figure from ancient tales.”

“But it’s true!”

Stella looked like a teacher chastising a little child saying he’d seen Santa Claus.

Determined to prove my story, I decided to take Stella to the lake where I had fought the giant centipede the night before.

But when we finally arrived at the lake, there was no sign of the numerous centipedes or the giant immortal being.

Just a clear and beautiful lake.