129 – Immortality (10)

Looking in the mirror, Layla sighed at the same shape of her ears today.

“It’s round again today…”

Elf blood flows, but the ears are still human. Today, without a major outward change–although aging was slow, this was not only an elf’s characteristic, but also a witch’s’ — greeted the day.

“Yeah well… It’s always been like this.”

She didn’t care too much…..

No, to be honest, it still bothered me. If the characteristics of an elf stand out, she will be seen as a more special being.

Still, she didn’t show her thorns sensitively for no reason, lost in her qualifications like before. The corners of her mouth, curved like her round ears, were very slightly exposed.

Layla smiled at her expression, which became much softer and more natural than before.

“My disciple~ What are you doing~? Won’t you help this master~?”

“Yes, yes Master, I’ll be right there!”

Hearing the call of his teacher, Minerva, from the other side of her, he immediately came to his senses and took his usual quick attitude.

“How can I help you?”

“Yeah~ It’s nothing special! I have a face-to-face meeting with Frecia later? Could you bring me some materials for that time?”

It was an effortless request. She was doing much better than writing an essay every three days. Lila nodded her head without much difficulty.

“Thank you~ I’ll buy you ice cream as a prize later~!”

Lila grinned at her reward, as if it were soothing her child.

“Yes. I look forward to it.”

Minerva stared at her Lila, resting her finger on her chin.

“Hmm~?”

“Why, why do you…?”

Soon she smiled as well as Lila.

“You’ve changed.”

“…!”

“If it was in the past, I would have been very angry saying, ‘Are you treating me like a child, Master!?’

Layla didn’t deny it, but affirmed it. She shook her head in a trembling mood.

“I see…”

“Was defeating the devil in Whitrum a big deal~? After all, people should experience it and see it~”

Yes, that influence is evident. You can’t deny it. The feat of defeating her demon served to boost her self-confidence.

“Or maybe it’s because I met a senior I longed for after a long time and I still have that energy~”

“That’s not like that!”

Lila screamed at her, her face red. Of course, this was also one of the reasons that could not be denied.

However. The biggest reason was different.

“Really… No.”

A gray demon. One word he said gave me great strength.

You can’t change your life with just one word, but it became a turning point that could change your life when you entered the right angle with the environment.

Layla smiled lightly. Even though she had some big experiences before the breakup, she still remembers that the time she spent with him is a precious treasure and shines in a corner of her memory.

Her purple hair, the color of the emperor’s hair, the light that seemed to symbolize her nobility swayed along with the wind that passed through her window.

Lila, the Purple Witch, closed her eyes and recalled him.

If we meet again…

‘I guess I should introduce her sister.’

I couldn’t help but feel like introducing the benefactor who changed my life to my precious sister who had been dedicated to her.

It’s just that he and his sister are busy going out, so it might be a long time since we met…

It’s okay. She is a half-elf, Jangsaengjong. All she can do is wait patiently.

The sky outside the window was blue. It resembled the sky I saw that day when the rain had cleared and the sun had returned.

It was too blue for a sky that would change in a few hours to an unimaginable shape.

**

I thought of her, her half-elf with her purple hair. Her human appearance is so thick that it is hard to imagine that she is an elf.

On the other hand, the Prophet’s appearance is that of an elf. Perhaps even inside the forest of elves, it would be hard to find an existence that embodies her image as an elf as well as she does.

Her pointed ears, her emerald eyes and hair, and lily-white skin. She saw it once, but it still sticks well in her mind.

With her elven traits to this degree, it can’t be helped that Layla respects her and at the same time arouses her sense of inferiority. Layla was dissatisfied with the fact that she had fewer characteristics as an elf.

“La, do you know Layla…?”

“Then~ they’re very close.”

Even in this world, I did things that only close friends could do. I shrugged her shoulders and affirmed.

“…Saying something about my identity…”

“I didn’t. It didn’t take long for me to realize that you were Lyla’s sister in the first place.”

“I’m thinking of calling you here…”

“Are you crazy? What are you doing by showing that friend that her older sister is being threatened? Besides, if you do that, your identity will be revealed automatically, why not?”

“…That’s fortunate.”

The Prophet sighed in relief.

“It’s not like the Prophet couldn’t reveal it to his family, but why did she hide it from Layla?”

“Because it’s dangerous. I am spread knowledge as the greatest enemy of all the personal demons and worshippers in the world. Besides, that child… Will definitely try to help me with my work. Then I’m sure I’ll be in danger. It’s obvious.”

In other words, is it a neglectful book to prevent her identity from being leaked due to her family relationship being revealed, or to prevent her younger brother from doing strange things? For a reasonable reason.

The Prophet muttered in silence for a moment, perhaps recalling her brother.

“…But, why would you…”

“If you have any complaints, ask your teacher.”

“…! Su, Master told me? How… Ah, a letter.”

I didn’t argue and let it go.

“So, then this is the result of Master’s intention… Was this treatment an ordeal from Master…?”

The Prophet looked at me and asked as if talking to himself. That’s what I don’t know. Why do you ask.

“Think what you want. Anyway, I’m in a hurry. If you don’t comply, I’ll carry out what I threatened earlier.”

“…Killing Layla?”

“I’m not going to kill you, but it will eventually be.”

Food and laughter leaked out. It’s ridiculous. She claims to be her best friend, but what she does with her is blackmail. Shouldn’t she have been begging for recognition and nepotism? But she came now and it was too late for that.

Besides, there were a lot of things I had to do to her to rely on her glare. The judgment that it would be better to have a little more coercion is still the same.

“You vicious…!! You laughed when you said you would kill a friend… Master, how can you treat someone like this…!”

What else was the dissatisfaction?

“Wait a minute… La, if Layla is close to you, does that mean she fell for your wicked clutches too?!”

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t be fooled! I know you’re a demon with a yin-ma-nature who takes pleasure in flirting with women!”

“Oh, my friend is f*cking again.”

Maybe it would be good for him. I let out a sigh when I thought I would have to keep seeing things like this in the future. However, the use is clear.

I swept my bangs once and asked.

“So? What are you going to do? Answer me. Will you follow me? Or will you ignore it and die with your sister?”

“Kuh…! Okay. I’ll let you go. But…”

Whirick!

I removed her bound arms and used the recoil to stab her again in the vicinity of her heart.

Talk.

With a light shock sound, a bloody glow spread across her chest. A trajectory like a firefly wandering around came and went quickly several times before disappearing into the air.

This is the final task. Her readiness to use her was completely over.

“Someone is talking…!”

“I left a mark on you.”

After lightly ignoring her words, I explained what I had done.

“It is a stigma left by using the curse of non-regeneration and my demonic power.”

“…?”

I tilted my head, perhaps not understanding the concept of a stigma. I explained to her that she was considerate of her.

” …Means I left a curse that blocks self-injury and regeneration. If you don’t obey my will, I will activate the stigma without hesitation.”

“…!”

The Prophet’s shoulders trembled as if he had finally understood. Could it be that he is afraid of the threat to his life? No way, she must be imagining and worrying about her sister’s situation if she disappears.

“I-I… Am I going to die…? Until now, the target of the threat was my younger brother…”

Well, maybe not. I tossed my hair again from the swarming headache. It was said in the letter that threatening one’s life was effective.

“No… It won’t work if you follow me carefully. It means your sister will be in danger if you don’t follow me this time.”

“Ah, ah…”

The Prophet reluctantly nodded his head.

“Then I’ll give you the first mission.”

“Yes? My job is to guide you to the World Tree…”

“That’s something to do later. I have other things to do now.”

This friend really doesn’t understand her words. All I asked of her was her everything, not just her right to the World Tree. For now, I will use the same aspect as her secret mediator.

Originally, her role is to spread various information obtained through her prophecies to the leadership and adjust the world situation. Each of her remarks has an irresistible credibility.

Whether the contents are false or true, the recipient of the letter has no choice but to take some action. Most of them will move according to the letter. Who would be happy to perish? It’s just insane worshipers.

Thanks to this aspect of her, she has a side like the dark side of manipulating people as she pleases.

Now I’m going to be the dark side of that darkness. It is to control the actions of things much higher than me. It makes me happy just thinking about it, but it wasn’t very pleasant when I thought about the impact this would bring.

“Write the letter as I say and send it to the places of influence for now.”

Now, it is necessary to stir public opinion in a big way within a few hours. As I spilled a large amount of letters on the floor, the Prophet informed me of the contents before protesting.

“The content is…”

The first step to prevent death has been taken.

**

Following the teacher’s words, Layla headed to the reception room with the materials she had prepared for the conversation with Frecia. Inside, there was already a friendly conversation between the chairman and the teacher.

“Hey, Precia~ I want to go out for a round of trials soon~”

“hahahaha, don’t be mean, Minerva. The investigation into what kind of accident you caused while I was away has already been completed. Don’t even think about going out for the next three years.”

“Wouldn’t it be your fault for being robbed by a demon?”

“I didn’t get robbed. The only side effect was that I lost consciousness for a few days.”

“It is said that it was stolen~”

“You should have tried it once, not me, but it’s a pity. You should have been beaten by the great senior, who is far superior even if you just hit him as a jockey, using not only the devil’s power but also magic…”

Really… So close…

“Oh, is purple here?”

“Yes sir.”

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Perhaps the difference between a teacher and a disciple is different, and Fresia welcomed Laila.

“Okay, now let’s talk in earnest… Huh?”

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Pressia, who had been leafing through her documents that had given her Lila, listened to a mysterious knock coming from her window.

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Precia lifted her wand and flicked lightly once, and the window opened. The glass bird that had brought her letter sat in her hand.

“Is this…?”

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Precia muttered in an unusual voice, as if she knew the identity of the glass bird. Without delay, she unpacked and read her letter.

“…!”

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Precia’s expression gradually hardened as she read it.

“To announce that there is a candidate for the Demon King in Ilios… Besides, that Morbe was his subordinate…? No, weren’t these things that we had already agreed on before? What the hell were you trying to do…”

Minerva reacted like a ghost to the contents of her self-talk that she could never get over.

“Candidate for the Demon King?!”

“…”

Lila pretended not to hear, but she couldn’t get over it.

‘Candidate for the Demon King… What a disturbing name…’

Why is such a baby mentioned in a place where you are. She didn’t really want to know. It is one of the most important secrets among the secrets.

“A demon lord candidate! Did you know that? As expected, the president of the Witch Association is amazing~”

“Minerva, please shut up… Whoa… This is a big deal. I guess I’ll have to postpone the daring.”

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Precia scanned every aspect of her here with very sharp eyes. The feeling of intimidation was so great that Leila trembled. Her face was kept as calm as possible, but she couldn’t hide her helpless, trembling fingers.

I’m not sure what the demon lord’s origin is, but I hope it gets resolved soon.

‘I want to see Iba-san and unnie, seniors…’

Lila closed her eyes tightly.

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