I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

106 – Verbs (4)

A few things come to mind when you think of Ilios.

First of all, it is the hometown of Innis.

As befits the hometown where she was born, resembling the sun, the rye fields glistening under the sunlight make it a beautiful city.

Come to think of it, I have to write a letter to Innis. Said I was going to your hometown I’m sure you’ll be happy. Thinking about it made me feel happy too.

And the fact that most of that golden light was burned due to the devil’s resurrection a few years ago.

In addition to this, there were more things that came to mind when thinking about the events that occurred in the original work.

Typically, the fact that the devil is resurrected there.

Anyway, due to the demon appearance a few years ago, Ilios was devastated.

In less than a day since the demon appeared, more than half of the city was devastated.

I’ve seen it in pictures from past documents, but it was literally ruins.

Burned wheat, blood-dried soil, dug up and lifted land, houses have turned into something that looks like bricks.

Since Ilios was one of the important food-producing regions, it seemed that food prices soared for a while.

But the power of time is truly great.

Sprouts sprout even in ruins that seemed desolate forever. People always wander around looking for a place to sleep, and the site that looked like a piece of brick is now a dignified house. Food prices have now moderately stabilized, and rye grows again in the ash-bearing land. The girl’s wounds are also healed.

Now Ilios has regained his true form.

“I don’t have to worry about being homeless…”

“Wiz, don’t be rude.”

“Why is that true? But is it expensive to stay there?”

“Isn’t that what the Prophet suggested, and it’s something he should bear?”

“Oh.”

“Oh.”

“Oh…”

Admiring Lillia’s insight, she covered the Ilios tour information table brought by the Prophet. According to it, beyond a complete recovery, recently, the landscape of the rye field has been developed as a tourist product and provided to artists and landscape lovers.

“Don’t you all have money in your own way? Especially Flower Witches, I know that you are sponsored by the Witch Association and earn quite a bit a year just with your thesis?”

“Am I unemployed? Aren’t I on a journey of ordeal? It’s not just me, it’s two of them! The cost of the trip isn’t even a penny or two, and I can’t afford the luxury.”

Even though it must have been addressed to a prophet, he cast a spell that stabbed my heart. Also witches are different. Every word is like magic.

Actually, she is giving me all my financial support. There were only a few clothes I tore because I believed in my abilities, but I passed them off with a few words of nagging, and I bought new clothes for myself every time, and magic was cast on them.

Even though Lilia didn’t tell her, she would be constantly sending money to Monia, so it was obvious that her expenses would be substantial. In the meantime, I’ve been able to handle the money-eating hippo…

It can be said that I am no different from an insectivore.

Is this correct?

I was suddenly overcome with strong remorse. The place of slavery is only on paper. In fact, she has no duties as her helper, so she is no different from her insectivore. Then you should know how to escort.

Unfortunately for her, instead of escorting her properly, there were more cases where she put her in danger.

“If it’s that troublesome, why don’t we just hand it over to us?”

“Even if Eva could die, I’ll pass it on.”

Lilia spoke to Stella once, then she continued what she said to the Prophet.

“Anyway, I have no money. Not as much as you think.”

“Neither do I…”

“Isn’t this a lie, the prophets are accumulating enormous wealth while predicting the future of the powerful? I know everything. I saw it in the book.”

“This is a biased view. I don’t have that wealth.”

“Is it real?”

Lilia smiled wickedly and took on the look of a usurper. I couldn’t see my friend doing it so I blocked it.

“It’s real. Prophet, if he had a lot of money, he’d have enough money to persuade us by now.”

Even in the original work, there was no depiction of the Prophet as being particularly wealthy. Even when you eat rice, if you look at the side of efficiency, there is absolutely no way to be rich. Of course, the possibility of a simple tendency cannot be ruled out, but I decided to think that the Prophet was poor. It was because it seemed that empathy and solidarity would be better if I thought that way.

“Oh well… But it’s true that there are some of them. It’s good. I’ll apply for the schedule in Ilios.”

“Wow, this is wrong.”

That year is very strange. He has a great negotiating spirit who kicks himself even if others help him. It’s not even a volunteer spirit, so it’s hard to believe what kind of thought circuit the conclusion came from.

“Weren’t you poor and heartless?”

“It’s true that I’m heartless, but I’m not poor. At least I have enough money to not have to depend on anyone.”

“You traitor bastard…”

I gnashed my teeth at the unbearable sense of betrayal.

“Keuk… I was wrong…”

“Wiz, don’t make fun of me. I’m sure all of Iba did that out of consideration. Of course, hitting with a bad feeling is the same thing.”

“Stella, just shut up.”

Lilia looked at me pitifully, and Wiz and Stella looked at me mockingly. Don’t look at me like that

I couldn’t hide my hurt feelings and lowered my head. Stella put her hand on my head and patted me deeply for comfort. But that much would not have erased my sense of betrayal.

So, am I the only beggar here…?

Needless to say Lilia she is a prophetess she testified earlier. As the two candidates for the warriors had their seats, it was obvious that a lot of wealth and fame would follow. Besides, seeing how he had stayed at Zalman’s hostel while traveling away from home, it was obvious that he would have enough money now.

I see.

Have I truly been free from the value of wealth? Dumb pigs of capital….

Even if I tried to rationalize it, there was no way it would work.

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Poverty was not a problem at all, but the fact that I was being supported by someone was a problem. This fact leads to a debt that no one had intentionally.

Debt is the strongest chain. The chains that fill a person’s heart cannot be broken by any means.

“Guys, shouldn’t we go now?”

Monia approached me with a worried smile.

“Oh, that’s right.”

It was time for the train to Ilios to approach. Since Asphodel is rural, there are no trains, so we had to cross over to the village. Considering this, it was the correct answer for him to move by now.

The splendid faces of witches, devils, candidates for warriors, and prophets who had been chatting with each other finally got up and got ready.

After properly packing, Stella placed her hand on the back of Wiz’s head and lowered it. She herself also lowered her head.

“Thank you so much for allowing me to stay despite the many inconveniences. I will never forget this kindness. Wiz, tell me too.”

“Thank you… Cooking… Delicious…”

Wiz raised her head, competing with Stella’s grasp.

“Can I come again next time…?”

“Of course. But next time, make friends with them a little more before coming.”

Monia laughed and agreed with her words.

“Excuse me.”

The Prophet bowed her head in courtesy.

“You should study manners a little more before coming. Otherwise, don’t even think about coming.”

“It’s too much.”

Even though he said that, it seemed that he was not hurt at all on the inside.

“…”

Lillia approached without saying a word and hugged her Monia. Monia also hugged her without saying anything.

“Don’t drink, don’t fight with your friends. Don’t follow dangerous people.”

“I’m a kid…? It’s embarrassing to hear everything…”

Monia patted Lillia on the back a few times before continuing her words.

“And sometimes they come to see my face, not just the letters.”

“…Yes.”

“I don’t want you to get hurt, just live a healthy life.”

“Yes.”

Monia hugged Lilia with more strength one last time and then let go. It is the sight of her happy mother and daughter. It was a conversation between family members that could not be replaced by anyone else. How many emotions, symbols, and metaphors are contained within the outward dialogue. The poet is that mother and daughter, and they will be able to read all of its connotations.

Looking at this, I feel jealous beyond satisfaction, it must be because of my twisted judgement. It must be my fundamental problem that I can be inferior to even one fly. But I wasn’t ashamed.

Being able to envy means that I also yearn for love. The heart that wants something, is it my humanity?

I looked at them with envious, envying eyes and then laughed dejectedly. Is it my turn to say goodbye? When she lowered her gaze to lower her head, she naturally saw Monia’s chest.

Also, she has both her arms outstretched. She was in a comfortable position to grab something. I smiled again and asked the question.

“What are you doing?”

“Did I do that too?”

“Then~ you’re my family’s kid now. Come quickly.”

I approached her, lowering her head and moving her feet with her strength. The warmth she had felt before reappeared. I thought she was even warmer than before. This may mean that I am a little more accustomed to accepting her brazier as her.

“You sprayed the perfume as promised.”

“It’s not okay if my mother hates me.”

“I don’t have to do that anymore.”

“…Yes, that’s right. Comrades.”

The two of us made eye contact and laughed.

“If traveling is too hard, lean on me. If you fight with Lillia, I’ll come and make you a meat pie.”

“Ha ha, thank you.”

Surprisingly, when I heard the words to rely on me, I felt the need to become more dignified. This wasn’t simply the fault of my twisted and twisted judgment. It was a little different from rebellious psychology to treat it like that.

In this way, we exchanged warmth with each other, empathized with and cared for each other’s circumstances. This is also a code that only we can know, and sir, we are the only ones who know the connotation.

I don’t know why, but Lilia kicked me in the butt.

“Why do you hit me?”

“Just.”

Lilia replied calmly. She

On second thought, she must have felt bad that she had lost her mother. The next time, she turned around, vowing to share her love out of sight of Lilia.

There was a cave with glowing rims that bloomed with the twirling gestures of the Prophet. I had only heard of it and never actually seen it, but I knew that strange cave right away.

It was a portal.

“What wasn’t a train?”

“I heard that the Prophet knows how to use portals, but there is no reason not to use them.”

“Somehow they say it appears everywhere…”

Those rare appearances and exits were based on that magic. I immersed myself in it, admiring that one of the secrets in the original work had been unlocked.

When she turned her head for a moment, she saw Monia waving her hand in this direction.

My dear home has gone far away. The sweet scent has gone.

My heart couldn’t tell whether the scent was from home or the strong scent of flowers. There may be other meanings, but this is not a poem I made, but a poem given to me, so I haven’t read it all yet.

Leave her alone.

But somehow, I felt that she and her house were leaving me behind. This could be because of my selfish gaze, or it could be because of my mindset. Maybe he didn’t want to leave the nest he had just acquired.

Maybe it was.

Now that I feel that way, I have to leave even more. Separation increases the happiness of reunion. It increases the joy of change that you couldn’t notice every day.

The change I want to present to Monia is independence.

The next time I come, I will buy something as a gift and come back.

To do that, you must first earn money.

With that promise, she moved her feet.

**

“Are you crazy?!”

The new paladin who came out on the first mission cursed at the commander of the Holy Knights. She’s a veteran. She was not taken aback by this amount of defiance.

“Why are you suddenly going to catch monsters when you say you’re catching the candidates!”

“Now Rumia, I’ve explained everything. We’re on an unofficial mission. We need to save money, we need to get paid.”

“Don’t lie!”

She shouted, pointing to a poster advertising monster subjugation. To be precise, the award written below it, high-quality whiskey.

“You just want to drink!”

“Ugh Rumia. That’s wrong. It’s not just alcohol. I also want to meet the strong.”

“It’s worse! And if you said you had to save money, why did you dump all the alcohol from the inn the night before?! Thanks to you, you’re broke!”

A girl who becomes stubborn in strange places. Her captain lifted her up with her expression of annoyance.

“Then you’re f*cking searching. You’re in charge of the search. I’m in charge of raising the budget! Got it?”

“…..”

“Don’t you answer me? What? Did you enjoy your military life these days?”

“No…”

Anger and dejection, a large crowd, mixed smells, and a faint smell of perfume. Is it because of this?

Rumia didn’t notice.

The smell in that crowd, the scent of one flower in it.

It is said that he smells the same thing as the hem of the shirt he smells every day, which has now faded and has a stronger scent.

The smell, which was all the more peculiar because there was almost no body odor, was said to be hanging around.

The captain tossed her Lumia and went back into her crowd. She then looked intently at them. They are brave people who gathered to catch a huge monster. Of course, no one is as strong as you, but it’s worth watching…

No.

She approached one of the boys with a wide smile. She had a youthful look wrapped around her hood that looked like she hadn’t yet grown up.

“Hello, Mr. Brother.”

“Hello, sister.”

“hahahahaha! You’re witty.”

“You’re a good nerd.”

The two exchanged glances. We had a lot of questions about each other.

“What’s the monster doing here?”

“What’s the paladin doing here?”

The captain smacked his lips thinking he was very lucky.