I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

85 – Disaster (13)

It’s already been three days since that day, and Fresia is still nowhere to be seen.

She doesn’t think that the reply to the letter she sent will come back, and she looks out the window sparsely to see if a bird will fly in someday.

The only answer from the Witch Association is that they do not know her whereabouts.

Aren’t they also looking for the location of the venue in various ways by now?

There will be experts in tracking magic, so it won’t take too long to find it.

“Couldn’t it be… That guy called Morbe?”

Monia was anxious, putting the worst assumptions in her mouth, as if she was quite worried about Fresia, who had lost contact with her.

“How can that be? Even if he looks like that, he is definitely the president of the witches. If he dies like this, he can’t eat.”

“I think the same as Master. No matter how old the chairman is, he is not the kind of person to be beaten by a magician like that.”

In the original work, he was a person who single-handedly slayed a large army of monsters or tied up a demon for several days, but he must have been killed by a necromancer.

The priest refuted her mother’s words and denied it.

Of course, even the power Morve has shown so far is all acting, and if it’s stronger than we knew.

If she had manipulated demons with her summoning and puppet arts with her stupid words, even if she was a precia, she wouldn’t be able to take victory.

But she just can’t take victory. She’ll be able to survive.

An enemy that cannot be organized on the presia line is, of course, an enemy that causes problems in many ways even from a macro perspective. It will greatly affect the balance of the world and the number of lives.

In that case, naturally, a being would intervene.

The Prophet.

The person who had the most rice cakes in the original work along with the wise man.

Through prophecies, they find out events that cause destruction or have similar effects, and often block them in advance.

The coordinator who balances the world.

There is a reason to continue to believe in people even though they have been stabbed countless times by suspicious people.

Maybe he is a prophet. It’s because I can’t give up this hope.

If I were the only demon lord candidate, I’m sure the Prophet and his friend would be keeping an eye on him in many ways, so why haven’t I contacted him yet?

Is there still anything left to do behind the scenes?

I hope you will stop imitating the damn blackness and try to save me with the sage.

“Anyway, we just need to do what we have to do in the meantime. It will come someday.”

“Is that so… You don’t have to worry?”

“That’s right, Mom.”

Hearing our reassurance, Monia also killed her anxiety and grinned, as if her heart had been relieved.

“Then let’s rest for a while. I’m sure you’re tired because you have a lot to think about.”

“I’m more tired now…”

“Huh, work hard.”

I don’t know if her emotions are changing quickly or if she’s quick to understand. Monia, who quickly got used to it, erased her gloom and smiled.

While Freesia didn’t come, Lilia was in the process of dealing with Morbe by placing various protection and warning magic around her house.

I am in charge of various chores and studies.

It sounds like you’re doing the simplest thing, but from my point of view, it’s infinitely difficult.

I rather liked the time when I played the role of a watchman guarding the house without thinking like before.

“I didn’t know flame was such a difficult magic…”

“Are you saying you’re strangely clueless?”

The magic that conveys one’s intentions directly to the other person’s mind, flame.

Because it literally conveys the idea, the mental part of the user is more important than the complexity of the technique.

I was able to memorize the formula surprisingly quickly.

It was quite difficult to get the consent of the other person to share the idea, but even so, it was to put together the lines that were given meaning one by one.

It wasn’t even tens of thousands, but at least hundreds of them, but there was no difficulty in memorizing them.

There was no difference between memorizing the meaning and technique of a painting and reproducing it as it is, and the principle itself.

It was easy to understand because I didn’t sleep (I couldn’t sleep) and invested the whole day into it.

The problem is, even if you create a formula, you can’t send your thoughts.

As explained earlier, even if you understand the ceremony, if the mental part is not supported, the magic will not be activated.

This meant that my spirit was weak.

“Your mentality is surprisingly weak?”

“Write… I have to revise the formula. I guess I didn’t memorize this well. Oh, it’s so hard to memorize. Magic I can’t do it for an ignorant kid like me. hahahaha.”

Of course it must be a misunderstanding. Must be an error

I was arrogant and tired, so I didn’t plan the ceremony properly, and it was just a hindrance to the use of magic.

“You’re hiding something from me so you can’t convey your mind? Why are you ashamed to touch my mind directly? Huh? Huh?”

Lilia smirked and poked my cheek with her cane. I tried my best to ignore it and revisit the ceremony.

“Ah, magic is so difficult.”

“Fire is definitely not easy, but it’s not an advanced magic either. It’s just the most difficult magic for beginners. It’s not easier if you can’t formulate it as elaborately as you do.”

It’s a shame.

Where can there be more figures than this?

You have a weak mentality.

What kind of life have I led?

I am confident that I will explode all the heads of people who discuss the theory of spirit and nature in front of me.

“Huh? What are you so ashamed of? Huh? Are you ashamed to even convey a message to someone? hahahaha, our student is timid.”

“Teacher is very annoying, please shut up.”

“Oh my, it’s too much to tell my daughter to shut up.”

“Oops, I’m sorry. I’m afraid this felon will hang himself.”

I can’t get enough of being bullied by mothers and daughters in pairs.

Ah, my mind is weak!

Being aware of my weakness like this, my vision didn’t clear up, but rather, I felt like it was blurry.

“Don’t say anything strange. Whoa, you’re a bit shy now. Do you know how awkward it has been?”

“Was it awkward?”

“Yeah, um~chung.”

Monia laughed and teased me.

I thought I did well, but it was awkward. This is shocking news.

Even if it’s the age difference between her and me, she should be 10 years old, but strangely, I feel like she’s much more experienced. I wondered if it was because I was so young. It’s good to be young.

“Be comfortable. Didn’t I tell you before?”

“Is that so?”

“But don’t be too comfortable with your words.”

What are you talking about? I just did it to make it comfortable. The sense of distance from others is still difficult to grasp.

I thought I’d be comfortable anyway.

I told you to have a sense of ownership from the ordeal, but if you feel uncomfortable, that must be a sense of ownership. It’s just slavery.

To be able to treat other people’s houses like one’s own and live like one’s living room even in front of strangers. It’s the perfect sense of ownership. At the same time, it deserves to be called a perfect anhamuin.

Lilia wondered if she had properly rested her body and she got up.

“Oh, Lilia, can we go out now?”

“Yes, I have to finish the protective magic work.”

Her eyes, shining in natural colors like the wings of a butterfly, glanced at me for a moment.

It was a signal to follow.

“Before that, I’ll show him some magic before I go. My disciple, follow me.”

“I see, Master.”

“Take your baby in moderation. Dark circles are severe.”

Monia smiled bitterly and squeezed her fist in front of her chest. It meant perseverance.

After answering Master politely, I followed her without any objection.

Even though it’s only been a few days, it’s an action that’s like a set rule.

You have to learn magic, so of course you have to have magic.

The method of securing magical power that I usually use requires damage to the body, so it is not recommended except in emergencies.

Thus, Lilia’s help is essential.

I followed Lilia’s steps and moved to her room.

Clap.

As soon as I entered the room, there was a small sound of the door being locked.

“Our incompetent disciple.”

“Why Master?”

“Prepare to receive magic.”

Lilia smiled and said that, and I closed her eyes with that.

The scent of perfume that blew in and tickled the bridge of my nose, and then a finger went up my neck and swept it bewitchingly and changed into the feel of my clothes. An arm was wrapped around her neck.

The lukewarm touch and the sound of the rustling fabric make our actions instill a sense of immorality, like something we shouldn’t do.

Gradually my breath drew closer, and the strength around my neck grew stronger.

No sound, no sight, just body temperature and scent, no pain.

They mix each other’s body temperature, scent, and breath.

The lips overlapped.

The tactile feel of the whole body vividly conveyed by the sweet breath and magic power, and the wind hugging the body so that the lips overlap. I was impressed by the soft sensation that clung to my chest.

I also quietly put my hand on her waist and then pulled myself closer. I felt the temperature more vividly. That thing, like the temperature of blood, clings to me as if it would swallow everything of me, as if it would give my all.

“Chung… Phu ha.”

As the lips parted, a light sound of water and heavy breathing came out at the same time. Kissing is also suffocating. In many ways.

“Whoa… Do I really have to do it in my room? I’ll get caught.”

“If you do it somewhere other than here, you run a higher risk of being caught.”

Is that also true? I nodded.

“Now, have you gained enough mana?”

She tapped my chest with the palm of her hand and silently told me to leave. I accepted her master’s name and loosened her hands from her waist.

“Like I said before, try to blow the flames while I’m out. I’ll do my best to stay within range.”

“Yes.”

She took out her cane that was given to her and held it up.

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Poof.

Still, I finished the preparations for the equation by stretching out a straight line. The end of the wand was stained with dark blood.

“Try hard. It’s not easy to do magic for the first time.”

Lilia tapped my chest with her fist and then squinted one eye to give her support.

She laughed so hard that she wanted to leave her room immediately.

Suddenly, he came back to me and glanced at my eyes. Maybe it’s time to take a look at the dark circles that have been calming down for a long time.

“It’s just as mom said… Disciple, haven’t you slept in days?”

“About five days?”

“It’s already happened…”

Lilia smiled and then she came over and whispered in my ear.

“Then see you tonight.”

I nodded.

**

It’s been over a week since the warrior candidates ran away, but it’s unknown.

This is something that the act of running away from home was not informed of in the act that weighed down the symbolism of being a candidate for a warrior, which should always be shown righteously.

There was also such a thing because the reason for this runaway was trivial enough to be widely publicized.

There was only one candidate for the original hero.

There was no sign of a demon king, so naturally a hero could not emerge, but for a long time, a candidate for a hero has existed with the support of people’s hearts.

As humanity’s last bastion against the great evil that will emerge someday.

As a blade to defeat the monsters and demons that threaten your life right now.

As the last romance in this barren era when people’s hearts are dry.

They exist that way.

So, symbolically, only one person has existed, but if there is another mighty power that is infinitely equal to that one person.

There was no other reason not to hire him.

After a long meeting, the cathedral acknowledged the existence of another hero candidate, Stella, and publicized her existence extensively.

But another problem arose with that.

It was not fair to monopolize such a mighty force in one city.

The hero candidate is usually used as the final force used when a powerful demon that cannot be dealt with by the devil or the holy knights appears.

However, even if she is located in the capital, there is no choice but to be far from the place where the devil manifested.

Two candidates for warriors.

It is less efficient to have two people living in one place at the same time.

Thus, the existing warrior candidates will continue to live in the capital, and the new warrior candidates will move to another city.

Wiz hated that terribly.

Since her childhood, she has had no one around her because of her great power and her unusual mental world.

That’s why she wasn’t a passive person enough to let go of the only understanding she had ever had.

Yes.

This runaway was caused by none other than Wiz.

Wiz came up with the idea, Stella came up with a plan, and the two put it into action.

With such a timid sense of defiance, he and Stella ran out of the cathedral.

However, the church’s policy has not changed.

In the letter that came this morning, there was only a subtle invitation to return because it would give you better treatment and create opportunities for more frequent meetings between the two warrior candidates.

“What did you say Wiz?”

“It’s the same… Still… You oldies…”

“The tall stilts are the same here and there.”

“Over there… Where…?”

“Hmm…My hometown?”

Wiz was used to Stella, who would often say difficult words or nonsense words. She didn’t say much. She didn’t say much.

Some of the words she says are funny and stick to her mouth, and Wiz often uses them.

“Yeah… Right… Those guys… Why, Stella… And me… Are trying to separate…?”

“That’s what I mean. Someone is doing our mental care.”

“Yeah… I’m sure those guys… Don’t have friends…”

A star’s friend cannot be a cloud. Always the same stars only understand their loneliness and the pain of light.

Wiz had no intention of letting go of the stars.

She tossed her letter from the cathedral into her trash, and she opened the letter that arrived with it.

She has no place to send her except to the church.

That means it was delivered directly to Wiz, not the inn.

A person who knows of her existence.

It might be tempting to try, but Wiz calmly opened her letter and took out the paper inside.

“So? What’s the next letter?”

“I’ll read it…”

Stella grabbed her neck and attached her own body to her wizz’s back. Wiz continued to read, even as she suffered under the heavy weight of her body.

“If you don’t want to be separated… Fight the devil…?”

In the letter I don’t know who sent it, only such short words were written.

And I wrote the sender’s name in small letters below.

“Yes… Who…?”