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Chapter 140

My Villains Episode 140

37. Baroness's Request(1)

A late summer campus unfolded in front of the subway exit. The brick flower bed on the left and the terrace on the right felt very unfamiliar and cozy..

“Seungsu oppa?”

A white tee, a pink tennis skirt, long straight hair, and red lips attract attention..

“who are you?”

“This is Soha. Soha Jeong, Department of English Literature.”

……Who is it? It's a strange face that I don't remember..

“Excuse me, have we ever met??”

“During the freshman workshop the year before last. You were in charge of planning..”

Newbie workshop? theater? wild grass?

“……Eulmai Suns?”

“yes. It was Lydia..”

This is ridiculous. Did he say that his parents were ugly back then? This beauty?

“Very… … . You've changed.”

Life flowed from my expressionless face..

“It's the way to the east.?”

“Uh, yes.”

“Let's go together. Please speak comfortably..”

“I guess so?”

I shook off the awkwardness and opened my mouth..

“Are you also on your way to the East??”

“yes. I'm directing this time..”

“……production? Oh, you must be in third grade..”

“yes.”

This time she opened her mouth..

“You were discharged in June.?”

“huh.”

“You must have had a hard time.”

“……He must be close to Heewon.?”

“It's just like that.”

By the time we passed the small theater, fall had entered full swing..

“Just don't do that. The directing and planning must be close for the play to run properly..”

“I know, it doesn't work. Heewon and I……

A strong scent passed my nose. It's the same iron that I often played in Middle World..

“Will we ever meet again? With Heewon unni?”

“No, that's not it.”

Black eyes looked up at me.

“thank god.”

“why?”

she smiled for the first time.

It was a smile that seemed like a mask..

“You know.”

Sticky, slapping feeling.

She turned to me while holding the doorknob of the club room..

“what will i do.”

The iron door rattled violently..

Jang, the world fell into pieces..

it was a dark night.

A young woman was sitting alone in a dark clearing behind the mountain cabin. she was sharpening a knife.

A fist-sized whetstone slid along the tilted long sword. Like a drummer hitting a drum, the cheerful sound of metal had its own rhythm..

The woman raised her long sword. The single eye examining the blade flashed quietly. The moonlit eyes turned dark blue..

“Hmm.”

The woman's brow furrowed as if something was bothering her. She scooped up water from the bucket next to her and sprinkled it on her long sword..

The sound of metal continued again. The woman wrestled with the blade for a long time before putting down the whetstone..

“•…”good.”

Holding a rough rag, she cleaned her long sword and hummed. Next, I was about to completely wipe off the moisture from the blade with a dry towel..

“I wipe it very hard.”

The woman who looked back almost screamed. Because just six or seven steps behind, there was a huge figure standing tall..

A cold-looking handsome man with thick eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and sharp eyes. It was phoenix..

The woman sharpening the knife, swordsman Simos, swallowed dry saliva and lowered his head..

“Nari, what happened?.”

“Give it to me.”

“••••••yes?”

He is unusually tall, with wide shoulders, tight forearms, and thick thighs. It is the body of a warrior that is naturally intimidating..

Poynix, who had such a body, was shaking his hands..

“Give me the knife. “Let’s take a look.” Simos handed over the long sword without saying a word. Phoenix swung the sword by moving only his wrist and nodded..

“Good. Light and sharp.”

Phoenix quietly admired the silver blade imbued with moonlight..

“where did you get it?”

“This is something I received from my teacher..”

“Master? what kind of teacher?”

Phoenix was wearing a neat tunic, leather pants, and boots that reached below the knees. He was wearing a belt that looked like it was made of snake scales, and he was carrying a long sword..

“He taught me many things, including swordsmanship, and passed away even passing on his sword..”

“There are many things.”

The hair, clothes, and even the sheath of the sword were all black. The same was true for the two eyes looking down at Simos..

“Magic too?”

“……yes." “I guess he was also a magic swordsman.?”

“yes.”

After escaping from the crack, Poynix had a strange atmosphere. A strange presence that is both aristocratic and barbaric..

“It doesn't seem like you're using a medium when you cast the spell. So are you also some kind of sorcerer??”

“That is to say, yes.”

“The only spells I know how to use are the lightning series.?”

“yes. At least there are only a few..”

Phoenics, who swung the long sword several times, soon seemed to have lost interest and returned the sword to Simos..

“Why are you sharpening your knife at this late night??”

“Because I can't sleep.”

“I can't sleep?”

Simos answered while scratching his eye patched eye..

“It's quite sore here. I paid a lot of money to the monk for treatment, but it didn't help much..”

“I'm sorry. If you don't have enough money for treatment, I'll cover it..”

“no. It's okay, Nari..”

Simos was willing to accept money, but this time he just waved his hand away. It's because I'm reluctant to use phoenix..

The power to kill the troll alone was also shocking. But what was truly terrifying was his vitality..

Wasn't he completely resurrected in half a day after being completely sick? If you don't feel uncomfortable, it's actually strange..

Moreover, Poynix was not her usual cheerful self. Phoenix, which melted into the gloomy night, gave off a somewhat creepy atmosphere. Simos felt like his nerves were being eaten away and wanted to leave immediately..

Poynix smiled, as if he knew what Simos was thinking..

“thank god.”

“yes?”

“You saved your life because you lost your eye..”

“……I don't know what you're talking about..”

Phoenix just smiled quietly. Simos swallowed dryly and began to tidy up his place..

“Let’s go now, Nari. “I feel like I’m going to fall asleep soon.” Twirling lips coldly spit out words.

“ sit down.”

“yes?”

“Please sit down. Please talk to me for a moment.”

Simos hesitated for a moment due to the strange force and then put his hips back together. There was an uncomfortable silence, and Simos barely opened his mouth..

“……Why are you with me? This night.”

“ me?”

Phoenix scratched his eyebrows..

“It's just that something strange happened..”

“It's a bland thing.?”

Simos glanced up at the mountain hut..

“Is it because of Ellen??”

“……why do you think that?”

“You've lost your magic.”

“okay. It's temporary, but it's lost its magic.”

Phoenix's smile faded into laughter. Simos instinctively held his breath..

“I can resist even if you try to fix it

So much so that there is nothing.”

“……Nari, that is.”

“why? That's right.”

Simos tensed his chin for a moment..

“If you are talking about the incident at the crack, then I,”

“I'm not blaming you.”

Poynix, who placed his hand on Permal, continued speaking..

“'Cause you paid the price.”

“If it's a price.”

“I told you earlier. Thanks to losing my eyes

I saved my life.”

Simos, realizing the meaning of those words, took a short breath. she asked, wetting her lips.

“So, what about Ethan?……

“He's a kid, so some simple discipline would be enough. Utequai will take care of it..”

Simos unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. It's funny that you feel like a barbarian warrior is better than a knight..

“It's too early to feel relieved.”

“yes? what is that.”

“I have one more reason to kill you. Blue-haired Moses.”

Simos, no, Moses stiffened. She pretended to remain calm and smiled..

“under. What are you talking about now, the blue-haired Mossy?-”

“Don't be a rip-off. Because my eyes can't deceive me.”

Moses' face turned pale at Phoenix's growl..

“……“What do you want?” “I would like to hear your story first..”

Phoenics squatted down in front of Moses. Looking at the frozen frog, the snake opened its mouth..

“why did you come here?”

‘'Mosis the Blue-Haired' was one of several random names owned by robber baron Alvy Anne..

Those in similar positions include ‘Haklio the Rain Ogre’, ‘Greer the Beast’, and ‘Ulic the Half-Orc’..

The reason I recognized Moses' identity was because of his characteristics..

Low- level spells from the lightning series, hair that turns blue every time you use them, and a magic equipment that is permanently dropped, a long sword stained with silver.’…….

I'm surprised that I finally figured out these clues..

“……therefore.”

I sighed and continued..

“I almost died after being stabbed in the back by my subordinates, but I survived after meeting Siren and the others? by chance?”

“yes. If Siren hadn't given me the potion, I would have died..”

“So, to repay the favor, I'm joining that group.?

“yes.”

I quietly looked down at Moses and pulled the dagger from my waist..

“This bitch just sat there talking shit.”

“Really, really!”

When Moses tried to get up, I kicked her in the stomach..

“Black,”

“Let’s see if you still say that even after having all your fingernails and toenails pulled out..”

He stuffed the rag that was rolling on the floor into Moses' mouth. Then, he plucked out two fingernails from his left hand and threw them away..

“Ughhh!”

Moses jumped around like a fish pierced by a harpoon. But she couldn't resist at all because my knees were pressing down on her chest and forearms..

I whispered, clenching my blood-covered left hand tightly..

“If it keeps glowing, I'll draw two more..”

“3 O 3 OO —” --, ----------■

Moses groaned and swallowed the pain. I took the rag out of her mouth and asked the question again..

“Why did you come here??”

“Huh, huh. Albianne, Albianne told me to go here..”

“A *sigh* messenger from the dark world said he would be nearby. At that moment, Ren and *sigh* Xanabas were also heading towards Mt. Gradu Il.,”

“for a moment. A messenger from the dark world? dark world?”

“yes yes. To Albianne, it was *sigh* the messenger who gave the order..”

I suddenly thought of a scenario.

In the game, Robber Baron Albianne was the 3rd pick in Chapter 3..

So, the original scenario was to drive out the magic bandits who had settled in Longville and then kill Albianne, who occupied the manor..

…… Yes, in that scene, the 'Herald of the Dark World' appears for the first time and turns Albianne into a powerful monster. I remember that event clearly..

“So, you're saying you followed Albianne's orders even after he died? Are you some kind of knight??”

“It wasn't just because of Albianne. They say you can receive a huge reward if you just deliver the news to those messengers... … “What reward?” Moses shook his head, sweating profusely..

“I don't know exactly either. I just guessed that it was something special based on the way Alvy Anne used to say things, ugh, ugh.!”

Moses, with his rag in his mouth, struggled desperately. Even after removing two more fingernails and ten toenails, her answer was the same..

……Suddenly I feel uncomfortable.

Coercing, threatening, and torturing others was as easy and natural as doing minor paperwork..

Is this an aspect of Phoenix??

Could a 21-year-old knight be this cruel??

“Heh o •Huh■ O Ugh ” ----------------9 ---------------- ' I •

I squatted down in front of Moses, who was sobbing in pain..

“mosis.”

“Heh, heh.”

Moses lay face down on the floor and was just breathing hard..

Shut up.

I got so irritated that I wrapped her long hair around my hand a couple of times and pulled it up..

“mother, sis.”

“Ugh.”

“answer me.”

The single eye facing me was colored with fear. A completely collapsed face.

“Eh, uh, yes……

“you have three options.”

I wet my lips and spoke quickly..

“First option. My head is cut off here and now. Second option. Hangs after being thrown around.”

“……Ugh,”

Moses just dropped his chin and made no reply. It's a natural reaction. You don't want to die.

“The third and final option. Make a contract with me.”

“……Ah, contract, contract, this?”

“okay.”

I smiled and raised my hand. The blood that came out of Moses' body became entangled in the air..

““It’s a contract made in blood.” Following the gesture of my hand, the blood drew a small pattern. The ominous inverted pentagram dripping with blood has been completed..

“Ah, ah.”

Despair filled Moses' face. It's a pitiful expression you might make right before handing over your soul to the devil..

To meet her expectations, I showed a devilish smile..

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