I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

139 – Soldier (5)

“What are you talking about!!!”

A rough hand rose over the luxurious table. Bang! The back of the sleek table bent and the papers on it flew like snowflakes. Among those white pieces, purple eyes flashed.

“Answer me, Chairman!”

It was rudeness that I would never normally do. However, Layla now had little reason to calculate the hierarchy. Her polite words, which had become her habit, were the only courtesies she could show now.

“…Just as you thought.”

“That’s right?! That, that… Does that make sense!”

She was furious. There was no such thing as a grandiose object to argue with anyone. It was just that the person in front of her knew the most information, so she was just arguing.

“The identity of the seed the Flower Witch carried was a demon. It was also a demon with the power to be called a demon king candidate. That’s all.”

“…”

“Unfortunately, the seed showed signs of causing a runaway, and the pope and I announced the existence of the demon king candidate in advance so that the citizens could take action. In the end, it was unfortunate that he was subdued… But it couldn’t be helped. . Who would look at that scene and say, have mercy?”

Freesia is the huge wing she once saw. Due to Morbe’s cunning tricks, she caused a very short-term runaway.

Lila bit her lip and shuddered at her.

“Why did you make senpai carry such a heavy burden? You are still young…”

She realized that it was a strange sound. The act of cutting down the senior she respected so much. However, Layla had to catch even this crappy pod to put her mind at ease. Her nervous, quivering mind wonderfully robbed her of logic.

“Don’t get me wrong, purple. Even if Lilia is younger than you, she is higher than you in terms of hierarchy. She is definitely a member of the top six witches. Didn’t you do your research… Even if you’re young, you’re at the level of taking on that responsibility?”

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Precia cut off her words and retorted.

“More than anything else… It was her own choice. From her trial to her covenant, she declared that she would take responsibility for him. It was very similar…”

Frecia raised her mouth bitterly.

Being responsible for Eva was probably Lilia’s own way of giving back. She took care of Lilia, who had no other relationship than that she was the daughter of someone who helped her in the past, with her unrequited love called Akke. She may have given that same love to my squire.

It’s all a thing of the past now. Pressia held back her guilt and continued her words.

“Purple, I know you’re worried about the Flower Witch. But don’t worry too much. Her rampage was only a brief delirium due to the influence of the demon king candidate. No criminal record was left, and for a while To the extent of the happening of… Oops.”

By the time she finished speaking, Layla had already left in front of Precia.

Her mouth was very bitter. Frecia skillfully played her puppet and picked up her papers and placed them on her desk.

“This is why I tried to take away Iba…”

It was a burden that was difficult for a person of his age who was still close to youth. You shouldn’t carelessly give affection to an existence that has a high possibility of losing it. It will be difficult for even those with adequate life experience to handle.

She did something to Lilia that she felt sorry for. She said that this time she would have to go through the experience of losing someone dear to her again… Her stomach ached.

She felt sorry for giving the demon king candidate the stigma of being a weak being who played around, but she thought it would be better than the notoriety of being a witch who went wild by giving too much affection to the demon king candidate.

“What should I do? Akera…”

I called out the name of a dead friend. The person from the past, who was now far away, had no answer today.

Because the dead are usually silent.

**

“Damn it!”

The undead still spoke well. Again today, while spitting swear words, Eva swung her fist.

A huge tree that rose up sent out apricot-colored fragments with a crackling sound. The Prophet next to him flinched.

“What are you doing all of a sudden?”

As I said that, I immediately looked at the tree. Fortunately, it was only slightly cracked, but it didn’t look like it would collapse. For those who worship the world tree as a god, the tree is the tree of this Great Forest and its descendants. Each of them is a guest to be cherished.

If this were to fall down, they would not stop at discovering their location, and would have to be pursued by the furious elves.

“I explained it before. Treat trees with care. Please be courteous to the forest, even if you are an outsider.”

“What the f*ck. Did you like elven customs?”

“It has nothing to do with my intentions. There is no need to make things that will get caught.”

Eva snorted loudly.

“Haigo… Now? sh*t is different… Books have already been caught by idiots who mistakenly think that this vast forest is their territory.”

“Still, what we did was defense at best. There is room for negotiation later.”

He courageously declared that he would break through by force, but Iba did not actively engage. He didn’t even use the devil’s power that he had practiced – forcibly acquired in the process of returning – and rebelled against the elf only with his martial arts and regenerative abilities.

That’s why it was the Prophet who gave strength. Although he didn’t have much mana, he could be said to be a master of distraction magic and movement magic. Thanks to the right use of those two magics, he was able to escape the elf’s pursuit.

“I have to pass through the city to get to the World Tree anyway. I’m sure we’ll have to face each other someday.”

“Then we’ll just have to deal with it.”

“You know that doesn’t work, right?”

Eva made her way through the woods, looking around him nervously. The Prophet followed suit. He was originally a prophet who knew the geography of this forest well, but somehow he was the one who got ahead.

“…You don’t have much magic anymore, do you?”

“Yes. I must have spent a lot on the portal from Ilios to Great Forest…”

“Oh, the f*cking prophet’s magic power… Will turn. Then I will use my strength… To break through the force. No. I have to save the devil’s power.”

Eva looked at her body now. Extreme tiredness. I was so sleepy that if someone pushed me, I would fall over and fall asleep. Using demonic power in battle in this state was tantamount to suicide. To say that he used the power of the devil to abuse both his physical strength and mental power just by fighting. It’s crazy.

“f*ck. f*cking… f*cking dwarves live with a broad mind. The forest is f*cking wide and the heart is like a f*cking desert…”

Aside from that, Eva continued to walk out, freely using profanity, such as swearing and f*cking. I didn’t know geography, but it didn’t matter.

Among the giant trees that were so dense that you couldn’t see the sky, you could see an exceptionally huge tree. The tree had flowers, bare branches, and fallen leaves, not just green. The perfection that seemed to have embodied the four seasons alone existed there. The tree was so conspicuous that it was possible to follow it without knowing the geography.

“Poor tropical primitive tribesmen who don’t know the beauty of the wide fields… Let them bloom with the taste of civilization…”

Mumble. Eva followed her impatient steps, filling her words with her half-joking, half-swear words.

The Prophet looked at his back and thought.

It’s really vulgar. It is a joke that brings discomfort before pleasure.

It was Iva’s own humor. It was a prescription to cover the pain of the moment with pleasure.

There is a very delicate line between humor and vulgarity. In Eva’s field of view, the boundary is not properly grasped, so it often comes and goes between them.

Mostly at a time like now.

When you’re nervous, frustrated, and the reality doesn’t seem real. He used to live with more of his usual swear words.

For him, the stabilizer was humor. His attitude of trying to stabilize his mind and body by repeating the profanity, which was his beginning, was in a way like a return to the origin, like a change in salmon. It was already humorous to say that a person who started with swearing eventually found swearing.

The current Iva resembles the one she had when she first entered this world. The time when he almost died after entering the world of the novel without even knowing it, when his sensitivity was extremely high.

He just didn’t show it outwardly. He was very uptight.

That was the reason why the sound that signaled the end of the ordeal hadn’t sounded yet.

Certainly, there should be no possibility of the demon of death resurrecting, but the ordeal still did not say its end.

The story of survival may not mean only the devil of death. Right now, Iba was not thinking of other possibilities at all.

‘I still hear that the ordeal has been completed… Is it because I inherited the sacrifice? The moment I die, the demon of death appears again…’

You have to live. More than a survival instinct, a sense of responsibility rooted as firmly as the trees in this forest made it so. The butterfly effect created in this world, and the wind, must all be collected again.

Nervousness made me pursue extreme prudence. He left no clue that he was alive. Information may leak through them. In this way, the movement of the demon king candidate to kill again was blocked at the source.

The duration of the ceremony is one year. During that year, he sealed himself off not knowing what to do. Seeking freedom, he found himself in a position where he had to tie the chains with his own feet.

“f*ck… Seriously…”

He walked through the woods, spitting out vulgar words. To spit out his own primal and curb his primal desires.

“Stop!”

“Sir, those bastards are…”

The Prophet trembled from behind, startled and startled. Iva clicked his tongue, saying she hadn’t noticed his presence. He didn’t even realize that he was such an army. He must have been very tired, both mentally and physically.

The elves blocked his way again. There was still a distance to the World Tree. Elves surrounded them even behind them, as if they had communicated with the elves they were tracking.

“Before proceeding with the execution, I will ask why you stumbled into this sacred grove!”

Even when he said that he would proceed with the execution immediately, Iba remained calm. Even the Prophet did not show great agitation, but he did not know what was inside.

“Hey… You guys are criminals here too, the shaman in charge of the World Tree. They’re still executing you?”

“It’s time to change the shrine maiden.”

“I’m going to say a lot about getting out of the forest…”

Sticking out his tongue at their closedness, Eva took a posture. I’m really tired now I couldn’t afford it. To the point where he made a brilliant idea without verification.

Eva took a few steps back and whispered in a whisper that only the Prophet could hear.

“Hey, guess what you’re saying.”

He briefly explained the distance he thought. The Prophet was taken aback, but couldn’t think of any other way, so he nodded his head.

I must have accepted it. I didn’t hesitate anymore.

“You want to hear the reason for trespassing into the forest…?”

Eva spread her wings as she spread her hands. A red and dirty flower has bloomed in a clean, green world. It was a flower without petals. It was the most alien branch that bloomed in this forest. It spread endlessly like a tree with no end.

She’s perfect, she only focused on blooming her wings. She did not use any other demonic powers. Even so, she had enough roles to draw attention.

The World Tree is the oldest demon in existence. The oldest legend that once lived proudly even in the reign of the Demon King. The World Tree is a demon that has been most strongly influenced by the demon king and is not under the demon king. There are many theories about the relationship between the two, but no one has survived from the time of the demon king. Records, of course.

There is no investigation. Touching the World Tree will not be tolerated by the elves.

“I’m the one asking! What’s the reason I won’t come into my friend’s forest?!”

Elf, the long-lived species, is also the same. There is no way to know the story between the world tree and the demon king. Of course I don’t know either. However, it was quite easy to come up with an interesting story for Iba, who has enjoyed literature since ancient times.

So, if you lie with all your heart, you might believe it.

For example, the Demon King who is friends with the World Tree.

In terms of reversal, it was similar in that they moved forward to invade trees or ivy or sunlight.

“The Demon King has come back to see his friend, the World Tree. Get out of the way, crumbs!”

Iba has now decided to become the legitimate successor of the Demon King. He decided to reach the highest power of this place.

Thinking about it again, it will be difficult to call people to this place later to fight with force. I thought it wouldn’t be a bad thing to make friends with elves.

The corners of Eva’s mouth went up slightly.

**

“How could that be?! How…”

Layla locked herself in her room and cried. Her teacher, Minerva, the witch of the lake, carefully stroked her hair.

Tak. Knocked right off Minerva shyly touched her hand.

“You, don’t be so sad… Huh? Ooh, let’s think of something more fun! For example… For example… Um… Is there anything…?”

“Ahhh!!”

“La, Lila! Don’t do that! As a teacher, I’m getting into trouble! Don’t cry! Pop! Duuk… Umm, I’m not listening.”

This was something Minerva would not understand. How long has she been acquainted with Lilia’s squire, how sad she is. Of course, as much as she had her eyes on Eva, she could feel moderate sadness and regret. She was no more than Lyla.

“Well, how about this…? Help me with my research and participate in the trials… Or something?”

“Teacher… Please… Higuk, I’m having a hard time… I’m alone at times like this…”

“Oh right! You have a lot of worries in your heart right now, right? At times like these, the best thing to do is to meet someone you like and solve them!”

Minerva clapped her hands as if she had a good idea. She took out her prized wand and she tried two urban circles and four single brush strokes.

“Because I secretly cast a tracking spell on your sister… That is to say, the green witch, one of the six witches? Let’s see~ Lila! Look at this~ The location of the sister you love and envy is right here. … Eh?”

Her cane came to a stop as she was happily swimming through the air.

“Why does she enter the elven forest again? She would never go there again because of her nature?”

“What?”

Lila was startled and lifted her face from her pillow and turned to the circle Minerva had drawn on her. In the magic circle that looked like a map of the world, the pillar of light that stood out clearly was the westernmost part of the continent. The Great Forest of the Elves.

“Uh, why are you here… Why are you here again…!”

“Lyla, at times like this, it’s an action! Are you going to use it after being attacked again without knowing why?”

Minerva’s eyes twinkled. It wasn’t just because she had a reason to set foot on unknown ground. She also had a reason to make her pupil pay attention to something in her that was not her sadness.

“Let’s go to the elves’ forest!”

An ink-stained hand overlapped the fine-skinned one. Minerva took Lila’s hand and lifted her up vigorously. It was her own care.

“Uh, when…?”

“Now!!”

However, there was room for consideration as to whether it would be considerate from the point of view of the recipient.

Suddenly, Lila also returned to the beginning.