There Are Many Possessors in This Romance Fantasy

33. Visitor (5)

The head of the tower said it was close to a miracle that Yuni was able to happen.

It was because two different magical powers were colliding inside the body, completely destroying the inside.

Fortunately, it was just a week ago that I overcame the countess’ magic and recovered with the potion.

“Young master. Teleport magic preparations are complete.”

He approached me with a smile on his face as usual.

The mood change is natural, as if it had never happened.

Was he really the original man? I’ve been asking myself that question lately.

“Have you decided to quit fawning mode now?”

“You noticed. I know you hate it because you keep ignoring me.”

I was afraid to see her blushing and shyly approaching on rare occasions.

“If that’s what you like, I’ll try.”

“It’s okay, go away. Please.”

Froden shoved the palm of her hand away from her face and headed to the place where her teleportation magic circle was prepared.

She had Hadun secretly vacate one of her rooms and draw a magic circle for long-distance teleportation.

Teleport magic itself is dangerous, but there is no problem as long as there is a magic circle with coordinates and money.

“I will activate the magic circle. Do you have any other people to accompany you?”

At those words, the faces of the 4 knights came to mind.

It is not a knighthood created to deal with monsters that are out of normal humans like witches, but a knighthood raised and raised to deal with humans.

It’s only now that I’m more like a petit bourgeois being slaughtered by witches.

At most, you should be at the level of a knight commander. I wonder if you can rebel against a witch?

“No. The people here have to do their job here.”

You can’t use the talented people you’ve worked hard to develop as magic shields in a place like this.

Froden entered the magic circle and winked at Yuni. Yuni, who received that glance, took off her clothes while acting embarrassed.

“Activate it.”

In response to Froden’s callous reaction, Yuni, dressed in the Jusom Juseom outfit, entered her magic circle and shouted her boot phrase.

“Teleport the eunuch!”

“Don’t play around…?”

The moment I was about to shout at the delay of time with a useless joke.

After confirming that the teleportation magic circle was really running, Froden looked at Uni with a puzzled expression.

“If I don’t have anything to wield, I’m like a eunuch.”

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My vision is dark.

I took a step in a dark place, as if walking on a night road without a single moonlight.

When the feeling of touching the ground came belatedly, my vision brightened and I could see the surrounding scenery.

As the bloody smell stung her nose, I involuntarily cut off her sense of smell. The scene in front of me mixed with the fishy smell, creating an unknown feeling of nausea.

“Wow.”

I was already starting to vomit from the unfamiliar sight and smell.

There were no corpses with intact limbs around. Whether their heads were torn or limbs were blown off, at least one part was missing.

While looking around the scene of the brutal massacre, Froden found a particularly clean spot.

It was a good place to hide. Broken communication tools and small bloodstains compared to the surroundings. And a ring.

“Tina.”

Her was her ring made for her. Promising her marriage and vowing to be with her for the rest of her life, at that moment she put the ring on her finger.

She was her proposal ring that held memories of her and herself alone.

As soon as he picked up the ring, it suddenly began to tremble and slowly changed its shape.

Soon after, the paper fell from the sky with a comical pop and smoke.

[Hello, Froden darling. My love. My fiancé.

Are you surprised to see the ring? I prepared a surprise because I thought it would come to me right away. Oh, it sounds like a surprise!

It’s a groundbreaking idea of magic disguised as magic. Well, even if I explain it like this, you won’t know.

Anyway, don’t try to find me. Did you warn me? If you come looking for me again like this, then even the country with a big heart won’t be able to forgive you.

If anything happens, burn this paper. Then I’ll report the situation and meet you. If you burn the paper when nothing has happened, you will only lose your chance, so be careful.

Oh yes. And soon the witches will come. Say hello instead of me

Bye bye then. Love you.]

I didn’t even think about tearing or burning the paper out of futility.

Dealing with witches makes me feel like I’m being fooled all the time. Those b*tches do whatever they want with near-almighty abilities, but this one is just an ordinary human being.

Would a civilian feel like this before becoming a hero who was ordered to defeat the demon king?

“What are you talking about?”

The peace of mind that I have worked so hard to control is to no avail.

Yuni, who had been gagging for a while, came up to her and saw Froden with a bewildered expression on her face, and hugged her from behind.

“It’s okay, Gongja. The empty space in the heart, the futility, the emptiness. I will fill it with this body.”

“Ah- please shut up.”

After breaking one of her fingers, he took advantage of the loose gap and escaped.

Tears welled up in Uni’s eyes, no matter how painful her fingers were.

A neat face in pure white clothes. The white hair blended with the tears to form the appearance of a pitiful beauty.

“Stop playing around and get ready. Witches are coming.”

At that, she stopped acting and moved her mana to prepare her magic.

I naturally got goosebumps as the magical powers around me flowed through my skin. Yuni’s white magic that spreads like mist.

And then, when the mana was applied and the magic was ready. I could feel the movement of the swaying magic power.

“…Defend!”

Understanding and using magic, befitting witches who live by magic, they reacted sensitively to magical movements. As soon as they moved to the teleport, they sensed the underlying magic and each made a wish.

“Explosion.”

The white mana emitted light in response to that simple driving word. There was an explosion accompanied by a deafening roar and stormy winds.

The witch who first noticed and the witches who followed screamed as they were caught up in the explosion.

I was relieved to see the execution of the witch unfolding in front of my eyes.

“Good job. He must have used up most of his mana, but he’s hiding.”

“I will watch you from here. I will do prenatal education while watching Young master’ wonderful appearance.”

She drew her sword from the scabbard and moved her mana. The magic that flowed through his body energized his body.

I felt my muscle fibers tighten and my sensitive ears pricked up. My clear vision found a moving doll through the smoke.

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Magic energy moved and flowed through the sword, awakening it. The letters engraved on the sword glowed, and I heard the automatic sound of the machine in my head.

[Walpurgis starts.]

A sword born to kill witches. A witch-slaying sword that can reliably kill witches while not harming other living beings at all.

The muscles in my thighs, calves, and toes twitched. The body, which moved under the direction of magic, shot at the nearby witch.

Instead of not being able to use magic, he activated letters to tear the witch’s magic field and tore the bewildered witch’s face apart.

The corpse fell to the ground with blood splashing on its face and missing its head.

Through a simple propulsion magic, Froden, who changed direction in the air, immediately cut off the torso of her witch next to him.

From within her dismembered body, human-like organs spurted out. A new fishy smell of blood vibrated in her nose, which had grown accustomed to the smell of her.

It was not a disgusting fishy smell like before, but a fishy smell that resonated with delight.

“Walpurgis! Run away!”

“Chains.”

The wise witches realized which sword was killing them.

The witches, who had turned from hunters to prey, tried to cast a teleport while becoming abusive. If it weren’t for Yuni, who interfered under him, some might have escaped.

“Oh, that f*cking crazy b*tch! You are a witch too!”

“What are you talking about? I was originally a woman.”

Froden watched Yuni proudly responding to a subject that could not take any defensive measures, and laughed involuntarily.

“Because he’s a real madman.”

Once again, one of her heads shattered. The appearance of Froden chasing her by stepping on her corpse and changing direction from time to time with her magic as she jumped was almost like a nightmare.

She recalled the days when she had escaped from humans for a long time and reigned as a victim, as a nightmare, and as the protagonist of horror and ghost stories.

I was very satisfied with my life, which was on a completely different level from the days when I would kill people if I didn’t like them, catch humans if I wanted to do experiments, and be harassed as clumsy wizards.

Her sorceress felt the blade of Walpurgis pierce her own brow and skimmed through the memories like a kaleidoscope.

The five witches who came to confirm the devastation and find traces of Tina were slaughtered and died without being able to resist.

After living as victims all their lives, the faces of the witches who became victims all had expressions that said this couldn’t be the case. The sight was disgusting.

“Has there been any escaped witches?”

“Yes. Lana’s Dad She is all dead.”

He sucked all of her mana and saved the sword that helped the witch slaughter.

It’s good that it’s effective at killing witches, but her magic consumption efficiency is really bad.

“Who is the father?”

“This is the name of the child to be conceived and born later. Don’t worry. I will raise her child alone.”

“You are so consistent.”

Forcibly moving her muscles, which shuddered with her excessive use of magical power, gripped her head tightly and tightened it.

Unable to say anything at the pain she felt in her head, I watched Yuni express her willingness to surrender by patting her palm, then relaxed.

“Don’t play around, mend the witches’ hair. We’ll need it later when we raid each other’s bases.”

After coldly ordering the white wizard who was sitting in pain, Froden looked around.

Witches did not trust each other, so they cooperated, but knew that there was no way to check each other’s safety.

But now, the fact that the witches gathered people and moved there as soon as they died is a story that made a means of communication that did not exist before.

I killed them anyway because they weren’t the race to answer questions when I asked them to live, but I couldn’t help but feel regret.

I looked around the laboratory where the possessed parasitic of Tina splendidly smashed her body.

Here and there, corpses that appear to be civilians are left with blank eyes.

Not to mention young children, everyone is skinny regardless of gender or age.

“Once you have all the bodies, come to work and check them out.”

A tool similar to the communication tool used in the Magic Tower was smashed.

Uni, who approached grabbing her hair, looked at the tool and recognized it at a glance.

“This is a communication tool. I think I copied the magic tower.”

“Then I came because there was no regular contact from here. It means someone contacted you before he died.”

That’s like saying that if you don’t give them a chance to contact each other and the witches get attacked and die, no one will know.

In that case, I don’t care if it’s a deal or not, and I don’t care if I kill without hesitation.

Because the witch wouldn’t know anyway.