Chapter 650
My Villains Episode 650
73. Army of Evil God(18)
They say I smell like my people, like a black fairy.?
When questioned about that strange sound, Ruesi gave an answer obediently, unlike her older sister who kept her mouth shut with a puzzled look on her face..
“I am an occultist. My mission is to interact with the spirits of my ancestors, learn ancient wisdom, and follow the traces they left behind..”
“trajectory?”
“okay. The souls of our compatriots, especially those remaining on this earth, are like bloody cartwheels. The traces they left behind are hard to erase..”
“……Did it leave a mark on me? why?”
“That's what I want to ask.”
Wariness and doubt appeared on her tear-stained face..
“Why do you smell like this? Is there really any compatriot left on earth??”
“I don't know what you're talking about... … . Is it because of that spider trainer??”
She shrugged her shoulders as if she was a little surprised by the words I mumbled carelessly, and Carisi, who had been keeping quiet, suddenly opened her eyes..
“Human, did you just say you’re a spider trainer??”
“uh. I guess we knew each other?”
“……okay. Well, that's what you did. It was you who took his head.”
For a moment I was chewing my lips and muttering,
“Vi ressa qilōnar, heavenly punishment will fall!”
The Sword Demon began to tremble in a frenzy again..
“The crime of harming the man of the goddess in the name of a shallow male character! Frivo jaos! The unsightly limbs will be cut off and violated for seven days and nights, and the unclean testicles will be cut off and thrown into a worm-infested gutter.!”
……Wow, it’s dizzying..
“This bitch,”
Simos viciously stomped on my back and pressed down on my neck to subdue him, but Carisi kept cursing me while glaring at me even as he put his chin and nose on the ground..
As the faces of some of the members became grim, Ruesh became thoughtful and tried to dissuade the Sword Demon. Meanwhile, I was desperately trying to defend my sister while keeping an eye on myself and Euphria..
“Please understand this. He is a member of our cult... … It was one of the pillars. I got everyone's respect. Everyone was deeply heartbroken by his death. Especially my sister.”
“why? Was it a special relationship??”
“No, it's not like that... … . Because my sister reveres the old bushido. It's natural to react sensitively to the death of a virtuous priest..”
I quietly nodded to that explanation. It seems that respect for clergy is considered a virtue of the warrior class, whether for humans or black elves..
But regardless of my understanding, I couldn't just watch a prisoner with dangerous levels of force running wild and screaming for his life..
Following my orders, Carisi was tied tightly to a tree at the back of the camp, and Ruesi watched with anxious eyes..
“It won't kill you?”
“well.”
“Please, I'll tell you anything.-”
“Good attitude. Well then, let’s listen to the end and then decide..”
At my calm urging, she wet her lips and continued her interrupted story..
“It wasn't him who left his mark on you. I can't do that. He is a man, born and raised on a sanctuary, and even a priest. Immediately after death, the goddess must have taken away his soul..”
“So who left a mark on me??”
“That's what I want to ask. There is no way there are any of our people left on earth, and perhaps they even have relics of our ancestors.?”
“……I don't know.”
Contrary to what was said, there was nothing left to guess..
What crossed my mind was Egon, that hillbilly from Sovanhaltz..
A few months ago, while inspecting a training battalion as Prince of Depelken, I discovered a soldier with a slightly different physical structure. That was Egon, and by taking him to Iopiya and examining him, he was able to find out that he was a descendant of a black fairy..
Oh, now that I think about it, I think I also said something like Iopiya is a soul or a trace.…….
But apart from that, it was still difficult to understand that I smelled like a black fairy. After disguising himself as the swordsman Ludo, he treated Egon like a squire, but would it have been right to call it a trace or a trace at best??
“I don't know the details, but... … . I don't think it's a bad thing. If you feel close to me, it won't be easy for you to cooperate.?”
“……I never said I felt friendly..”
“Then try your best from now on. It might help you survive.”
“…….”
The black fairy's face hardens again at the advice given with a smile. The long ears extending to the left and right are slightly tilted back, just like a frightened rabbit..
The reaction is good. I have a good feeling.
“Let’s start with an introduction to your gang..”
“……It's not a gang, it's a cult. cult of oath.”
With a feeling of self-destruction added to his stiff face, Ruesi muttered in a low voice..
“A group of idiots who were fooled by a damn false prophet..”
“false prophet?”
“The old male dog who claimed to have received revelation from the goddess was in fact nothing more than a treacherous swindler. I noticed it the very moment I passed through the portal and arrived in this 'boundary dimension' instead of the ground. That we were deceived. My sister and other idiots never acknowledged it, but…….”
She muttered helplessly and with an air of despair, but it was not difficult to read the anger and cynicism between the lines..
But what caught my attention was something else..
“Boundary dimension. Do the black fairies call this place by that name??”
“……of course. Then what do humans call it??”
“First of all, we just call it ‘quasi-dimension’ or ‘backside world’..”
“That's an inaccurate name. both.”
Ruesh slightly shook his head..
“Of course, it is true that this is a kind of artificially created quasi-dimensional world, and it is also true that it is a world that reflects the present world in a strange way. But the biggest characteristic is that it is a dimension sandwiched between the dark world and the middle world..”
“So, is it a borderline dimension? Then they are the ones who put us here. Are they part of your cult too??”
“no, that's-”
She quickly tried to deny it as if it was unfair, but then added vaguely, as if she wasn't sure..
“……Actually, I can't be sure. It's a shame, but my sister and I are nothing more than objects..”
“If you are a piece, who is the player??”
“A false prophet, or a devil holding his leash. We're just playing on the board they laid out.”
“devil? what a devil?”
“Achillemnur. The insidious demon and dark knight who created this terrible waste dimension. He is also the dark lord's loyal hound..”
This Ritster, as well as the mastermind behind all the conspiracies taking place in the royal capital area, was suddenly mentioned. The voice that seemed to prick my ears was quite embarrassing, but fortunately I succeeded in maintaining a poker face..
“What is the Dark Lord? Is it an underground legend??”
Fortunately, the consciously created questions and natural facial expressions seem to have been effective enough not only for the surrounding crew members but also for the black fairy in front of them..
“J'har Vi. I really don't know anything.”
The corner of Ruesh's mouth twitched slightly with a sigh. There is something vaguely arrogant about the way he furrows his eyebrows. I wonder if someone is not a nobleman, and feels a sense of superiority while his body is tightly tied up.?
“The Dark Lord is not just a legend. He is the leader of all demons, and a tyrant who has the dark world and other dimensions under his control..”
Are they trying to scare or emphasize? After a short pause, she deliberately shaded her face..
“An incarnation born from the remains of numerous evil gods. The favor of darkness, the adversary of light, the being who embraces the wishes of the gods who were driven out behind the curtain... … . That's the dark lord.”
“…….”
The silence of the humans drew incontinence on the black fairy's face..
I was still trying to control my facial expression, and those who understood what she said didn't seem to be particularly impressed and didn't react in any way..
“……Don't you understand? Ruler of the dark world, the most powerful demon, and apostle of the forgotten gods! That henchman of the Absolute is spreading his magic over this middle world.!”
Aside from the question of whether or not Ruesh could be trusted, it was natural for ordinary residents of Middle Earth to be upset. There are more than a dozen similar stories in the repertoire floating around all the time for people to be easily scared by talking about evil spirits and devils..
“Yes, I know there is something unusual behind the scenes..”
Among the members who heard the information a little late through Master Hagni's interpretation, Euphria shrugged her shoulders with a sullen expression..
“Let's leave things like the demon king of this world to the royal family and the church. What’s urgent right now is a way to escape this quasi-dimension..”
She glanced around, asked for silent consent, and then winked at me..
“What are you doing, teacher? Ask me how I got in here and if I know how to get out..”
“hmm.”
The interrogation continued according to the suggestion, and Ruesi was embarrassed by the indifferent reactions of me and other humans, but he obediently gave answers..
“I already told you. They say they came in through a portal opened by a prophet..”
“So you've been here ever since??”
“that's right. Strictly speaking, it is a different boundary dimension.…….”
She read this in my eyes and quickly added,.
“I'll tell you in advance, if you want to go to and from the border dimension, you need a 'guide'..”
Listening to the story, it seems that the black fairy who shot the crossbow containing the spell of transference was the guide. Perhaps because he was worried that the news that several members of the subjugation team had been shot had incited our hostility, Ruesi angrily slandered the man..
“Guide Ukurut. Now he's begging the prophet and acting like a warrior commander, but he used to make a living by skinning gopher rats at the bottom of Villalirox. If we use the magic tool he has, we might be able to open a passage connecting the boundary dimensions..”
“I'm not interested in other border dimensions. All we want to know is how to get back to Middle-earth.”
“That's a shame. The only one who knows how to get to Middle-earth is the Prophet, that damned old man..”
The conclusion was that the only way to return was to catch the guide, steal the magic tool, and use the magic tool to travel around the border dimension to find and kill the prophet..
The reactions of the detachment were varied..
Some expressed concern that they were on the verge of going crazy due to demonic energy seeping into them before they could find a guide to the so-called prophet, while others encouraged those around them, saying that there was still hope so they should take heart. Of course, there were many people who did not believe what this unfamiliar race said..
“How about going back to the garrison for now??”
Milga, a young priest of the El Ganor Church, cautiously expressed his opinion..
“Trusting your enemies, especially those of a different race who practice paganism, is a dangerous thing to do. How about asking for advice from experienced clergy?.”
At the words of the subtitle, the crew members shook their heads, recalling Sir Iphus' disassembly and assembly show..
Of course, I was also impressed by the extreme interrogation techniques of an elite cathedral knight, but the situation was not favorable at the moment..
“I don't think we'll have enough time. If we go back to the garrison, interrogate him, and then take action again, we would have wasted at least two days. Even if it is a little risky, wouldn't it be better to follow the guide on our own??”
Contrary to what Ruesi had said, it seemed that just capturing the prophet would open the way to Middle Earth. If I rub the dimensional seal on my wrist against the magic tool he is carrying, won't I somehow come up with an answer? In the meantime, you may find a dimensional core..
From my experience so far, if you have enough means, you can find a way..
Even though this explanation was not added, most of the crew members seemed to agree. I fully understand that there is not enough time and that I have to take some risks..
After receiving our conclusion, Ruesi obediently accepted our request and promised cooperation..
As I expected, she was a smart black fairy who valued life. It seemed that they were tired of being treated as virtual slaves in this dark border dimension and decided that the future of the cult was also bleak..
However, unlike my younger sister, my older sister's thoughts seemed to be a little different..
“Lueci, Kwanda'hi osolomo! Nu au mūniru!”
“What are you talking about??”
“……Well, it's just obvious. There's no need to wonder.”
Carisi, who had not lost her spirit despite the merciless beatings from the one-eyed Simos, was glaring at me and Ruesi in turns and swearing. It seemed that the hostility or resentment toward us had not abated..
I thought it was because six or seven of his male relatives died in the battle earlier, but in reality, it wasn't that big of a problem..
Even though they were blood relatives, they were in reality no better than slaves. Of course, killing a slave is a serious crime that amounts to destruction of property even in the black fairy society, but it cannot be compared to the benevolence of saving the lives of two ladies of noble lineage..
“I told you. My sister worships the old Bushido..”
“aha.”
After roughly understanding the situation, I laughed out loud..
“okay. There is an honor to being a warrior, right??”
Bowing your head obediently to me, who killed a priest-class black fairy, would hurt your pride..
I wish I could at least convert them with sincere persuasion.…….
“……Of course, if you kill your sister, you won't be able to get my help..”
Perhaps feeling uneasy at my silence, Ruesi warned me in a trembling voice. I waved my hand lightly and looked back at the group..
“Now, let's move right away. Muzzle him well..”
In response to the polite request made by Ludo, a swordsman teacher, Simos and Cole once again confirmed Carisi's capture as mercenaries..
Black Fairy Sword Demon. He's definitely a sought-after talent, but we can't waste our time here. I need to go outside and tame it leisurely..
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