I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

21 – Falling Death (4)

“Wait, Chairman… What are you doing! Did you even try to charm?! You want to steal one of my seeds?”

“Anit..!”

Lillia was very surprised, and she waved her hand between me and the chairman. Fresia’s expression finally distorted. She took a few steps back, unable to hide her embarrassment. She couldn’t help but be surprised.

A kid who couldn’t even detect magic saw through charm magic.

Of course. I did not detect the enchantment magic with my sensitive magical sense, but only noticed the existence of the enchantment magic of Fresia described in the original work.

Our great chairman had no intention of retiring even though his body had resigned.

“You’re even more interested. I’m sorry for the magic earlier. But I really mean what you said to me. Do you have any intention of becoming my squire?”

The hand covered by the black leather glove looked classy. If you hold it, it will probably be a little hard and rough rather than very soft. Gloves are always like that. No matter how luxurious it is, it is not soft compared to cloth.

I answered while checking the texture of Lilia’s handkerchief I was holding.

“I have no intention of becoming a servant of anyone other than Lillia.”

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Precia’s face was colored with an interesting smile.

Because of the promise Lilia made to me, she took on a seed she never thought of, and I became a slave again. They do not have the slightest sense of master and servant to each other.

I don’t want to die being eaten by someone else as a real slave.

I sharply glared at the chairman. Her silver hair was glistening in the sunlight. The expression on his face was still a smile. What is the president thinking right now? It’s none of my business. I turned around without regret.

The diamond-like eyes have finally disappeared from sight. This time, I pulled a handkerchief from my side and declared.

“Lilia, let’s go.”

I felt even more sleepy.

**

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Precia muttered, looking at the hole in the wall and the passage through which the children who had been there had left.

“Lilia going out with a guy…”

Has Akera’s education failed? To a witch, there is nothing good about being a man.

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Precia put the pipe in her mouth, which was under her robe, and she thought about the boy from earlier.

She is a boy who looks younger than the apprentices studying here.

However, everything he said or did smelled like an adult.

A dead man who is not just an adult, but a worn-out man whose luxury is to come to his senses.

Thick dark circles proved his tiredness.

Actually, it must be worn out a lot. It’s not like it’s worn out because you wanted it.

He was a kid who felt like an unmanaged goblet. No matter how many times you wash it, the smell of alcohol won’t go away. Even if it contains pure rain, the cup will contain the intoxication of rain.

Nevertheless, he has a spirit that is not controlled by the devil’s body, and has an incision that does not bend even in front of the powerful.

“Whoa…”

Whitish cigarette smoke flew up and danced in the mess. I remember a close friend who often nagged me to quit smoking. Memories diluted as lightly as that faint smoke.

The girl in those memories overlapped with the girl who had been frightened of him until earlier, and smiled involuntarily.

What kind of bullsh*t is this, obsessing over the past while poisoning your lungs? Precia sat down on the sofa and crossed her legs.

“A human and a demon…”

A boy who feels so responsible that Lilia, who hated men so much, took her in as her squire.

That life was full of blood. A boy who has lost all of his childish innocence, worn out within the foundations of devil worshipers, but who does not spark resentment and lamentation that has nowhere to go.

A boy who once ran amok as a monster and eventually reached the atrocity that a human being called a devil could fall down from, but still calls himself a human.

With a body that couldn’t even feel a single magical power, he could see through his charm magic.

Devils are not strong against demons. They only have an image of being strong because most of the strong beings are demons.

A demon is a concept that has life and destructive power. A creature born with all magical mysteries.

That’s why it’s strong. It is strong because it is different from birth.

That’s why, even if you simply became a demon from a human, you won’t immediately gain transcendental power.

It’s not the power he had from the beginning, it’s simply the power given to him.

There is a big difference between a person who has a hand from the start and a person who has a prosthetic hand.

Chairman has seen many monsters and demons for many years, and was able to determine their strength and weakness just by looking at them.

The boy who just realized that he is a demon is still weak.

Even so, she noticed her charm magic.

He must have been tortured as a test subject and had no chance to learn magic, nor would he have had a chance to come into contact with people.

However, what is that confident and unconcerned attitude? It is said that it is a monster in the form of a human. Does it have intuition? How did he see through the magic?

“That’s interesting.”

Contrary to Eva’s prediction, Frecia was actually interested in him. No, he got it.

A demon with a human heart, it’s clear that he’s hiding something, and even Lilia, whom he cherishes and cherishes, has allowed him a little bit of his heart.

There is no choice but to be interested.

“What do kids like these days…”

It was the moment when Fresia, who is the strongest puppeteer of the Witch Association and the president, made up her mind to conciliate him with all her heart.

**

The feeling of flying in the sky in a city rich in the sky is difficult to describe in words. All I could say was that the sun was not like the sun, but like a huge chandelier hanging from the ceiling, making me feel closer than usual.

The reason it’s not too hot even though there’s a lot of sunlight is probably because everything in this city is managed by magic. It’s probably the same reason why sunlight can’t harm your skin.

I am flying through the sky. Sitting on the back of Lilia’s broomstick, she is walking the sky path to the Tower of the Sages. I squeezed a handful of clouds as they approached me. Not even cotton candy It all scattered like when holding water. It is free. You can’t even catch it when you see it.

As I was moving about like that, I heard a laughing voice in front of me.

“Do you have any loyalty? See you again.”

“Slavery is not allowed. Except for you, I’m going to treat me as a real slave. There’s no way I’ll go to the obvious.”

“Well then, I made a good choice.”

Lillia nodded her head. She seemed to be praising me for not going to the president.

“I don’t intend to keep you for long either. I’ll keep my promise and get it off the paper right away.”

“Then what is your immigration status when you travel later?”

“Ah… Should I just leave it as a seed?”

“Thank you for doing so.”

Due to the nature of the sage’s ordeal, there is a need to roam the world aimlessly to find the ordeal. Identification is required for entry.

The only means for monsters to gain external status is to belong to humans. Therefore, it would be better to continue as Lilia’s squire, an uncontrolled paper master.

“It’s on paper, but I have to keep putting a man on my credentials…”

“What a surprise while burning behind a broom.”

“Is that so? Why did you get on? Get off.”

“Stop talking bullsh*t and focus on driving.”

She floated through the sky exchanging flirtatious jokes. She caressed the clouds, and the sun-illuminated, blue air as a ballroom carpet, she rode there. Since we couldn’t even hold each other’s hands, there was a feeling that it was not enough to express that we were dancing.

“Oh right, Iva. How does it feel to become a demon?”

“I don’t feel anything. I don’t feel it. It’s not much different from when I’m just a human.”

I became a demon, but I didn’t feel anything. There was no real feeling that he had become stronger, and there was no phenomenon that the amount of magic power had exploded.

If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have run out of mana even now.

I am preventing my excessive regeneration by infusing mana nonstop into the [Curse of Non-Renewable] Brand I carved myself.

I don’t know if this body had a little more mana, but since I’m pouring all my mana into this, I can’t even dream of other magic. It’s like a situation where you turn on one stove but run out of fuel and can’t turn on the other stove.

“Really? Actually, nothing has changed on the outside. Dark circles have gotten darker?”

“That’s because I couldn’t sleep.”

“hahahaha, so you’re going to challenge the sage’s ordeal like this?”

I have already explained to Lillia why I want to meet the wise man. Not even the fact that she couldn’t sleep.

Of course, it’s difficult in many ways to explain that I can use magic like a brand. It was explained that regeneration can be suppressed simply by consuming mana.

“That’s right. So try to make sure I don’t sleep. The driving is too calm.”

“Oh, that’s what you say, right?”

At my words, Lilia smiled mischievously, and she began her flight much faster and wilder than before. I laughed at her gut-wrenching slide. This is also fun

Anyway, after attending the Witch Association, we parted ways. She said no more than was necessary.

It will be one of the partners to remember in the future, saying that there was a relationship like this with each other.

Then, before I knew it, I arrived at the Sage’s Tower.

It looked more like a tombstone than a tower. The appearance of the building looks like someone’s white tombstone has been stretched out. No letters, no decorations, no flowers. However, there is an aura of divinity and remembrance that I don’t know what it is.

Is that memorial a tribute to a wise man who got tired of humans and went into hiding?

Is it a memorial to the many witches who wasted their lives to find the wise man?

As the broom approaches the white tower, Lillia drops me off at the door at the top.

Finally.

I can finally walk forward.

-Jerebuck.

In silence, even one person’s movement becomes a huge noise. In a big city, even the loud chatter of children is treated as the sound of a small insect.

With the desire to meet the wise man in my heart, I opened the door.

The light enveloped me.

The light disappeared, and emptiness enveloped me.

The emptiness passed, and the longing enveloped me.

After the longing passed, a sound enveloped me.

《Why do you want to meet me.》

The sound passed, and the past enveloped me.

Why am I trying to meet a wise man? To find this reason, I went back through the waters of time. As I traced my memories, I went out to find the fundamental piece that created my wish.

When I was a slave in the past, I heard many stories from my master. Even though it was so young, the memory remains vivid because most of the story was accompanied by a whip. Pain is hard to forget. Even the language stuck to the muscle memory.

The owner said this.

Life is often said to be a choice between C between B and D, between birth and death.

I thought he was just talking about something he had heard somewhere while drunk. In fact, the owner at the time must have thought that way. He must have been talking in order to gain a sense of power and intellectual superiority by comparing himself with slaves.

But not for me.

The owner spat out a few more words after that, and the contents were roughly like this.

Choosing to win something is a human life.

Choosing to give up something is a life of slavery.

There are many times when you can’t even choose to give up.

You will live your whole life giving up.

Before choosing the right person to be with for the rest of your life, you would choose a reason why you couldn’t be together and give up.

Even if you get away from me, you will suffer in poverty for the rest of your life, you will never meet someone who will take care of you properly, you will not have the time to love or receive someone, and even if you make a family, there will come a time when you will have to give up.

In order to live, he would have to give up the opportunity to live like a human being.

Since then, the anti-sentiment has soared.

I made up my mind that I didn’t like how someone defined my life.

I will live like a human being.

Drunk chatter changed my life

After the owner died, I made friends. I also made brothers and sisters who can be called family. I also enjoyed many cultures. Lovers never made it. It was Han.

But when I think about it again, in the end, I couldn’t live like a human being.

I made friends, but they all died in the end.

Everybody I could think of as my family died.

I was earning money to live when my friend died.

I was earning money to live when my family died.

Because I was born with nothing, I had to give up something to fill it.

It was a life that I had to give up even what I had won.

I gave up time to be together and chose my own survival.

I just gave up to live like that, but I died without being able to live like a human being.

But I got back to life.

This time, the goal is the same.

I want to live like a human being.

You can sleep when you want, meet who you want, be loved, and give love. Such a person

Free sleep was only part of such a life.

Answer me. What are you looking for me for?”

After the past passed, the sound enveloped me again.

I replied.

“I want to know how to live a human life.”

I heard the sage’s laughter. Was it a mockery, or was it a laugh? Before I could read her intentions, the sound enveloped me again.

It’s a good goal! Give me a chance to come!”

The light enveloped me again.

Break through! Through all trials! Come and see me to confirm your own truth!”

The nihilism has arrived again.

The cavity, which had been bright up until now, was enveloped in darkness inside the tower.

“It’s over, is it…?”

Did I get a chance to challenge the sage’s ordeal now? Something was disappointing It was like this even when I became a demon. Nothing changes. Is life like this? Even if something great happens, you don’t know it properly.

From now on, I have to go on a journey that I don’t know the destination. The location where the five wise men’s trials are located is randomly placed for each individual. No one knows the place, so we have to wander this land like crazy.

Around the time I turned around and tried to go back to Lillia.

Welcome to Kyle Devoutier!

I heard a voice.

What? First trial? Right now?

The location of the ordeal is random.

Therefore, trials can occur anytime, anywhere.

Fortunately, this is the first place where I will undergo the sage’s trial.

《Tell me about the first trial!》

A floating castle where the Witch Association is located, where you can be permitted to take on the challenge of trials. It was Kyle Devoutier.