The Harvest Mouse Exits the Fairytale Together with Cinderella-Chapter 151

"You look like you don't understand a damn thing."

Nyx wore a dazed expression, as if he had no clue why he was on the receiving end of this—or why Karon alone was unaffected.

Karon rubbed his fingers through the smoke in the air, as if gauging something, and then spoke.

"As I suspected. It contains a trace amount of paralytic toxin."

Then, with a mocking smile, he added:

"Should I be thanking you for making me resistant to the drugs you developed thanks to this poison, or should I pity you?"

“...!”

A vein popped on Nyx’s forehead as fury twisted his face.

Of course he was furious.

The substance in the vial had been created using ritual magic. It wasn’t the kind of thing you could build resistance to.

Do you gain resistance to a magical attack just by being hit with it repeatedly?

Does getting cursed over and over again make you immune to curses?

Of course not.

Sure, you could train your tolerance to pain or learn how to mitigate damage.

But unless you dodge or counter the attack, the result remains the same.

The paralytic poison wasn’t even the main ingredient—it was a secondary effect.

Even if one could detoxify the poison, gaining resistance to the curse itself was absurd.

So what Karon had just done wasn’t "detoxification"—it was closer to dispelling.

Seraphina’s specialty.

It wasn’t that Karon had suddenly developed the ability to see through and dismantle the essence of things.

He’d learned it.

From Seraphina Bluewood.

Karon rifled through Nyx’s coat and began pulling out various vials, sorting them as though he already knew what each one did.

Like he had catalogued every drug Nyx ever made.

“Looks like you came prepared.”

“...”

“Don’t worry, I know how to use them.”

“...?”

You want to ask how, don’t you?

Karon scoffed at Nyx like he was a fool and answered with faux courtesy.

“Did you forget I was taking care of Number Two?”

“...!”

He already knew most of what Nyx’s experiments were capable of—thanks to No. 2.

After all, that reckless fool had infiltrated Valkyrisen and was captured, then subjected to endless interrogation by Karon himself.

“The dog you adored the most, remember?”

The only test subject allowed to move freely between the lab and the outside world without the lab director’s permission.

He’d even conducted experiments in place of researchers.

Not that he was particularly useful. He didn’t know enough, so Karon had just decided to get rid of him.

“W-wait. Wait! Khh... I don’t know anything about F-Father’s p-plan or whatever... but I do remember all the experiments I’ve done...”

No. 2 had said, desperate.

Looking like he was receiving a taste of his own cruelty.

He had gone on to list the results of his experiments, what was developed through them, and how they were manufactured in detail.

That the mist was actually a ritual.

What kind of magic it was based on.

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After learning the recipe for the potion, Karon had gone to Seraphina.

He asked her to teach him how to dismantle it.

Seraphina had scoffed, saying, “Why should I bother?” but then sighed and gave him the answer anyway.

“If it has even a trace of venom, your body will learn how to break it down. That means you’ll be able to dismantle any power, as long as it has that trait.”

She’d added that he’d eventually learn to do it naturally, but she’d give him the shortcut anyway.

“Be grateful. It’s thanks to your freakish body, and thanks to Elodie’s healing.”

And so he’d learned.

He figured he might need it someday—if he ever had to face Nyx directly.

Karon sorted the vials by color and viscosity, picking out only the most lethal poisons.

And the antidotes.

“Carrying antidotes—what, because you can’t afford to die too easily?”

What a joke.

He probably never imagined he’d have to use them himself.

“Ah... this takes me back.”

What was it again? E11?

“The one where the body turns to stone but the senses remain intact? You look like you’re under something similar now.”

Karon chuckled faintly.

“You told me, didn’t you? If you hit just the right spot, you can cut off sensation, pain, and even emotion.”

The boy pressed a finger into Nyx’s forehead, and the older man’s bloodshot eyes rolled wildly, oozing killing intent.

“If the pain gets too much, just blink a few times. I can make sure you don’t feel anything at all.”

Assuming I don’t mess it up—I’m no expert, after all.

Karon added that last part casually.

He knew exactly how to punish someone like Nyx.

Someone who had lived acting like a god, creating life in his image.

All he had to do was remind him that he was nothing but a man.

Karon forced Nyx’s mouth open and poured the first vial in.

***

“Kh... kghk...”

Nyx gagged and spat up blood.

So he could speak.

‘Effect lasts about three hours.’

Karon estimated the time from the setting sun.

It was almost over.

Time to finish this.

Elodie was probably waiting.

He unleashed his poison without restraint—no longer holding back its endlessly mutating strength.

And aimed it all at Nyx.

“You really going to kill me?”

“Suddenly scared?”

“No. I just didn’t expect someone as clever as you to make such a stupid choice.”

He really had to open his mouth.

“Maybe I was too merciful...”

Three hours was too short to call it mercy.

He should let Elodie know he might be a day late.

Karon reached for the vial he had set aside.

“Oh, now I see. You really had no idea why I’m trying to kill you, did you?”

“What are you talking about?”

“If you don’t even have a guess, it means they don’t trust you.”

A line straight out of a third-rate villain’s final monologue. Karon didn’t pay it any mind.

At least not until Nyx twisted his ruined lips into a knowing grin and said:

“You kill me, and it’s over. You’ll never find out who he is—not without me.”

“..."

The one behind all this?

Karon narrowed his eyes.

“Are you begging me to torture you longer?”

In this situation, claiming you’re the only one who knows the mastermind...

“No matter what you do to me, I won’t talk.”

Nyx’s voice burned with conviction.

“Even if I die here, you have no future. Ratson, Valkyrisen, that clueless Bluewood girl—he’s already made arrangements for all of them.”

“Your plan failed. Can’t you see that?”

“You’re the one who doesn’t see. This plan you ruined? It was the merciful one.”

Nyx burst into manic laughter.

“If this plan fails, another one will take its place—regardless of whether I’m alive.”

“...”

“You and Ratson will die more miserably than sewer rats, not even knowing who pulled the strings.”

And with that, Nyx closed his eyes.

As if daring Karon to do whatever he wanted.

Karon didn’t hesitate.

“What can’t you say with a mouth, huh? Keep babbling.”

“Grah! Aaargh!”

As the boy poured another vial onto his mangled hand, he was already thinking ahead.

‘A trap?’

He ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) examined the man’s face.

Was he just spouting nonsense because he was about to die anyway?

But Nyx’s face was so ruined it was hard to read.

‘If Elodie had figured out the mastermind through the Mouseton spies, she would’ve told me.’

But she hadn’t said a word.

If Nyx was telling the truth, Karon could guess why.

She was probably afraid he’d charge into enemy territory alone again.

If Nyx really was the only one who knew...

If killing him now meant the truth would be lost forever...

‘...’

Would it really be wise to kill him here?

Karon furrowed his brow.

Some instinct told him he shouldn’t.

But—

‘No. Don’t listen to it.’

He ignored the feeling.

If Elodie hadn’t said anything, she had her reasons. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

‘And this one isn’t like No. 2. He won’t talk no matter how much I torture him.’

It was too late.

No matter what he did, this man wouldn’t give up his secrets.

Karon made a swift decision and ended Nyx’s life—

—with not a flicker of hesitation.