I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

105 – Verbs (3)

“You sound like you as soon as you arrive.”

I handed the herbal tea I was holding to the Prophet. No matter how much you do, even if all you do is talk bitterly, you will live by talking bitterly, but you should save your throat.

“Oh, thank you.”

The Prophet nodded his thanks and accepted the cup. Then, he took the steaming hot tea and passed it down in one bite. I continued to ask, laughing at the bold look.

“So, what are you talking about all of a sudden? Did you see anything as a prophecy?”

Oddly enough, the wind was clearly in front of me, but I felt the chill from behind. That’s why I shouldn’t have done something that would normally be hated. Even though the usual way of speaking is perfect for causing irritation to others, he came up with an extreme solution to it.

Anyway, he wasn’t the kind of person to be welcomed.

The Prophet nodded.

“Yes, that’s right. I got your prophecy last night.”

“Then why don’t you just mail it as usual.”

“I’m afraid I’ll tear it up as soon as I get it.”

“Do you know who is crazy…”

I also nodded.

“Exactly right. I was going to tear it up and even burn it.”

“As expected, my judgment was correct.”

“Yeah, maybe it’s because you’re usually not too cheap.”

“You are very dear to me.”

“I think there will be a consensus.”

I flinched a couple of times from the sudden surge of fatigue and fell from the window. Whether you look at it from afar or up close, it’s all the same that you can’t see his face anyway, but there’s no reason to stay close.

The Prophet must have interpreted this as an invitation, opened the door, entered and handed me a teacup.

“Thank you for the hospitality. Even though I tried to seal you away, you treated me politely, so I’m at a loss.”

Then she turned her head to Monia and said.

“Respect.”

“… Ha ha.”

After hearing that, Monia touched her forehead to see if her head hurt.

I didn’t know what she was talking about, but she seems to have been thanked anyway. It’s a very formal thank you, but originally that friend was clumsy with expressions, so I thought I’d draw it. Is there anyone in the world who feels bad about being grateful?

“Thank you, Flower Witch, for not swearing at me as soon as I showed up.”

“What? Are you kidding me now?”

There you are.

Anyone can be mistaken if you talk like that. I could fully understand Lilia’s feelings. This is something everyone can sympathize with, even if it is not my relationship with her.

Unfortunately, the Prophet’s words were sincere. I usually live only spitting out meaningful bullsh*t, so maybe I haven’t done much conversation, I’ve been able to show off the art of saying that kind of thing sincerely.

The Prophet tilted her head, perhaps not understanding Lillia’s rebuttal.

“I was just expressing my gratitude…? Why did you conclude that it was a fight?”

“No, what… Ha, that’s it.”

Lilia also sighed and shook her hand, as if she didn’t want to mix her words up any more.

The Prophet took that as a sign that she understood him as well, and nodded her head. Then she took out a glass bird from her bosom. It is the glass bird used when sending letters. But it seemed a little more elegant than usual.

Because its appearance was more like crystal than glass. Where is the rich man who likes to waste money? By the time I had such a thought, the Prophet revealed the correct answer.

“I stole the pope’s glass bird on the way here.”

“What are you doing?!”

Stella jumped up in surprise. The Prophet calmly took out her letter bound to her glass bird.

“To the candidate for the hero…”

Then I started reading it.

“It can’t be helped that your decision is so. We definitely gave you an opportunity, and you rejected it. The crime of using the position of a warrior candidate who should be an example to others for personal use and secretly stealing church funds, The sin of tarnishing the authority of the cathedral, the debauchery of not understanding my mission and still behaving like a child. If this warning is also ignored, the next warning will no longer be a solicitation.”

The Prophet then put the letter back.

It’s very simple. It meant that if you don’t want to get caught, jump on your own feet.

After hearing the contents of the letter, Stella hardened her expression. He smiled bitterly and smacked his lips.

“That was not written by the pope, but by the old man of the knight commander…”

“Yeah… I see…”

Wiz nodded as if he agreed.

“Why don’t you just go back?”

Lilia said calmly.

“You guys don’t really need to accompany us anyway. Even without your help, I will take responsibility for Iba to eat well and live well. Even if we went together, what if we get chased by the Holy Knights because of you guys? Have you seen it? There’s no such thing as a nuisance.”

Her bluntly stretched words were right. To approach it rationally, there was no reason for me, Stella, and even Wiz to be together. Even the commander of the Holy Knights declared war that he would start the pursuit now, so the reason for that was all the more gone.

“Why did you run away from home in the first place? If you’re a candidate for the brave, didn’t you grow up in a church up until now? You fed and put us to sleep. How much will you listen to?”

Stella retorted, frowning at him.

“Gatsby’s father said, ‘Whenever you feel like criticizing someone, remember that not everyone in the world is on the same favorable footing as you.’ To know that not everyone in the world has a life like yours and doesn’t have the same values as you.”

The first sentence of The Great Gatsby.

Stella blamed Lillia for citing this.

“What is Gatsby?”

“You may tell.”

Stella looked at me with a sense of superiority. When I glanced at him with eyes demanding empathy, how could I, who is weak-minded, not sympathize? I nodded.

“Yes, Mr. Gatsby. He’s famous. But was that Mr. Gatsby’s father who said that? Wasn’t it Nick Carraway’s father?”

“…”

“Stella, I forgot all about you.”

I clicked my tongue and scolded my longtime hobbyist for remembering only book titles and famous phrases. Stella’s face flushed red and her clasped hands trembled. Why did you pretend to know something you didn’t know? That’s more embarrassing than ignorance.

Lilia laughed and looked down at Stella insignificantly.

“You don’t know much, but it seems. Good work… Anyway, you guys, let’s go back now. Don’t trouble Eva any more.”

Stella gritted her teeth in shame and resentment for not being able to refute, Wiz buried her cheek in her chest and nodded her head.

“I… Can…”

Stella laughed bitterly, as if her words were both embarrassing and delightful.

“But… I don’t want to go back… Let’s keep running away…”

Wiz murmured, burying her head in her frightened hedgehog.

“I… Just being with you alone… Is enough…”

That was a moving statement. Also, love is great. Even a great position is too much to choose a person. It would not be a coincidence that love and human letters are similar.

In my heart, I wanted to clap for Wiz. Look at that person who puts his feelings first and throws away everything that is his mission. Isn’t that the pinnacle of freedom? I envy you. If only I could have had her sleep properly, I would have acted freely like her.

Stella looked at me with a puzzled look. Whenever she asked me for advice, she often made that face. Sometimes, when my advice didn’t work out, we lay down together on the bed and spent the day surrounded by each other’s warmth.

But tonight is not the night, we have a new life, and I am no longer her housemate.

So, my answer was no advice.

“I respect whatever you choose.”

It was respect.

As I said that, I raised my glass like the actor who played Gatsby. He even held a glass. She forgot to fill the tea, so there was nothing in it. She was lonely and regretful that her mouth, which unfortunately held her empty air.

I think I heard Lilia clicking her tongue, but I thought it was her mood. If it wasn’t because of her mood, my behavior wouldn’t change.

Stella took turns looking at me and her wizz, opening and closing her lips, choosing her words. Then she spoke in a trembling voice.

“I…”

“Wait a minute. Why are you saying that?”

The Prophet cut it off.

“Think of the Devil of Reverse Heaven. A Flower Witch alone cannot handle it. You can’t tell where it will bounce, and because of that free spirit, you will always have an accident somewhere. Besides, because of that existence, you will always be in trouble with the devil. He must be leading something related. Just being a member of the lily is not enough. Two warrior candidates need to watch it together to keep the balance in balance. Don’t take the name Yeokcheon lightly.”

I laughed out loud at that.

“Just curse at me, motherf*cker.”

“Oh, Iba, what a pretty horse.”

“No, why only me… Yes.”

I was beaten by Monia. Lillia nodded her head a few times as if she agreed with her words. I don’t know if it’s Monia, but Lilia, she also curses herself a lot…

Still, it wasn’t a bad point, so I corrected it.

“Just swear words, Prophet.”

“It’s just a fact? Was there anything to curse about?”

“No, you really… Get a consultation later. You’re out of social skills.”

The Prophet continued on with his words, unaffected by my words.

“Besides, Illios’ trial needs you. Hero Candidate Wiz.”

“…Me?”

“Yes, you.”

I was dumbfounded and asked once.

“What the hell did you see in that prophecy?”

“Sorry, but I can’t tell you that’s a secret.”

Stella grinned when she heard that.

“Hey Prophet, lend me your stationery and pen.”

The Prophet passed her pen and paper to her without saying anything.

“I’ve decided.”

I laughed lightly at the decision, which was very unexpected. This expectation was the same for Lilia, as she glared at her with her expression that would never show friendly feelings.

“I’m against it.”

“I’m not swayed by your words.”

“I’ve said it many times. I’m against it.”

Lillia hurriedly stood up and she pulled back my chair. Then, just like Wiz did, he sat proudly on my lap.

“What are you doing? Why are you acting cute to your mother and doing this to me?”

“Why is it heavy?”

“No, it’s light as a feather. But that’s not the problem…”

“Then it’s difficult.”

She pushed more weight, like a weight that weighed down her blades, then buried her own face in my chest and put her arms around her neck.

“If this is heavy, tell me quickly. I was happy to reunite, but it’s time to say goodbye.”

“It’s not heavy, I won’t tell you.”

“Why~”

“I don’t like being tied down just like I don’t want to be tied down by anyone.”

Stella sealed the letter with a satisfied smile.

After reading the contents of the letter, Wiz puffed out her cheeks as if she didn’t like Stella’s decision.

“Prophet, tie this to the glass bird earlier.”

“Yes, that’s about it.”

Stella picked up Wiz and put it on the floor before standing up. Then, she came to me and put her hands in Lillia’s armpits, just like she did with Wiz earlier.

“No. Don’t.”

“Give up now. As you may have felt, I am the same as Iba. Just like you.”

“I told you not to?!”

No matter how much she resisted, she would never be defeated by those who trained her body. Lilia’s resistance was trampled on and lifted from my lap.

Looking at her like that, Stella smiled happily and said leisurely.

“Good luck on your future trips, Lilia. I’ve never been to Ilios, so I’m looking forward to it.”

“Turn it off.”

Monia smiled bitterly, as if she was glad that her daughter’s social circle had expanded. She touched my shoulder and whispered in my ear.

“My daughter is formidable, but that friend is amazing too.”

“I should have done this much since I was a warrior.”

“Is that so?”

“I guess so.”

“Eva. Can you two get along?”

I thought about it for a while and gave an answer that came out sooner than I thought.

“If I’m not there, we’ll quickly become friends. It’s just that our tastes in women are slightly different, after all, we’re all the same.”

Recalling the sight of the two becoming friends, Iba smiled lightly.

She wasn’t confident in the position, but it was a blueprint that was quite gratifying.

**

The commander of the Holy Knights smiled as he read the letter that arrived that day. I always wondered who was stronger between the candidate for the hero and myself, but it was perfect for him to provide such a legitimate opportunity.

She slammed her desk and shouted at the girl who had been dozing on her new couch for days.

“…Mia!”

Still more drowsy than her superior’s screams, the girl still half-opened her eyes and barely maintained her consciousness.

“Rumia!”

“Hey! Yes, four!”

“Yes, our cute bastard.”

After hearing that stupid answer, the satisfied knight commander got up and took his sword.

“Get ready.”

“What, what…?”

“What is the mission?”

Upon hearing her words, the beast girl’s lips widened.

“It’s a mission at last! Leave me anything!! What kind of mission is it?”

“To catch a candidate for a warrior who left home.”

That bright smile hardened in an instant.

“Who, who?”

“Hero candidate b*tch. Are you deaf? Shall I poke you like before?”

“No!”

Rumia.

A genius among geniuses who quickly rose from an apprentice paladin to a full-fledged paladin.

Former Assassin.

“But this is my first mission…? Such an important first mission…?”

“So damn you’ve been out before? Have you been under some kind of memory erasure spell? You bastard? Did you fall out?”

“No!”

“Then is it inside or outside?”

And then, looking at the leader who was dragging along, Rumia thought.

“Really…? A candidate for a hero…? Just me…?”

I was followed.

Rumia.

A former assassin with 0 successful assassinations.

Her first mission was to catch a candidate for the hero.