My Demons - Chapter 143



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My Villains Episode 143

37. Baroness’s Request (4)

Ellen is drunk with a sense of victory and Atalanta is laughing. In the meantime, I quietly kept my mouth shut.

When eating resumed, Sergeant Phil Beldin leaned towards me.

“huh? “What is it again?”

“… … Again. “I haven’t even gotten to the main point yet.”

“Take it out, then.”

I was about to drink beer while gesturing, when a white hand suddenly came out from the side and snatched away three glasses of beer.

“Uh, hey.”

“I’m thirsty.”

The owner of that hand was, of course, Ellen, and she immediately downed the beer.

“That’s alcohol,”

“… … It’s big, you know?”

Ellen, who covered her mouth with her sleeve, started spooning again without showing any expression.

What’s going on? He is a guy who rarely uses alcohol, no matter how weak it is.

As he was looking at Ellen, a distressed Veldin whispered pleadingly.

“Lord Phoenix.”

“Uh, sorry. “What is the main point?”

“The place is not good. Can I tell you separately?”

“What else?”

I took a sip of Ellen’s portion of sheep’s milk.

It wasn’t refreshing, but it was fresh, as if it hadn’t been salty for a while, and the unique sour aftertaste wasn’t too bad.

“Just say it here.”

“This is a very important issue.”

“So just say it. “It’s much safer here than in your room or outside.”

The young scribe took a quick look around.

Our table was in the very back of the bar, and mercenaries such as Steedman were sitting at the nearest table. Other than the group, all the other guests seemed busy talking among themselves.

Veldin’s gaze wandered around the room and stopped at one point.

“Are Atilia also a member of your group?”

Atalanta, who made eye contact with him, tore the bread and smiled.

“That’s right, why? “Do you lose your appetite when you see the Nude people?”

“It’s not like that… …

Wetting his lips, Veldin chose his words carefully.

“There are some concerns. “The story I brought is a very secret one, but if you start to get into the Nudein people’s information network,”

“I understand what the misunderstanding is, but we don’t go around spreading secrets anywhere.”

Veldin glanced at me at Atalanta’s words. Then he found me silently crossing my arms and sighed softly.

“… … “Okay, if that’s what you mean.” Veldin looked around again and lowered his voice.

“We must protect Longville.”

That sound again.

“I said I understand. “If we take it step by step through guerrilla warfare, no matter how many Anupads there are,”

“Sir, no.”

The young scribe cut me off with a stern voice.

“I am not talking about Anupad. Of course, they are dangerous, but it is the others that we need to deal with right now.”

“The others?”

“Randall, Norman, Sorgil, Regan… … . They are flocks of wolves targeting territory. “Mercenaries.”

These names are somehow familiar.

“… … These are the mercenaries who were posted on the hunting festival bulletin board. “They’re targeting territory?”

“They are threatening the Baroness. “They told me to give them a gift.”

“bounty? A bounty from the hunting festival?”

“you’re right. Especially Randall, who claims that his cousin has become the lord’s heir. He said he won the hunting contest.”

Randall. He was a guy who had veterans who were incomparable to the Amias gang as subordinates. Did you say that his younger cousin is attending college in the capital?

“He’s been singing about how he should rule Longville on behalf of his cousin since the lordship is vacant.”

Atalanta, with a distorted expression, opened her mouth.

“What kind of bullshit is that? The hunting festival hasn’t even ended yet, so why do I give out prizes?

Do you distribute it?”

“Randall says the hunting season is over now that the organizer is dead.”

“If you are the host, my lord?”

“yes. “He went missing during the battle, so it is highly likely that he is dead.”

Veldin’s expression became clouded.

“I mean, well, that’s Randall’s point.”

“Lu mawzirabun.”

Atalanta muttered something. It sounds like Nu Dane, but I don’t think it’s a very good word.

“So, what is the Baroness’s answer?”

“Of course you refused. “We cannot give control of the territory to wandering mercenaries.”

“I’m glad.”

Atalanta let out a small sigh of relief and stroked her hair.

… … Is this a good thing?

What will happen if Atalanta, a foreign race, steps in at a time when everyone is determined not to give up control even to mercenaries of the same race?

While I was scratching my eyebrows, the scribe continued speaking.

“It is still too early to feel relieved. “You never know when the mercenaries will invade the permanent residence.”

“no way. “Would they even do something like that if they weren’t crazy?”

“Normally this is not possible, sir. “It’s something that would make a gold coin hang around your neck.”

Veldin added with a dark expression.

“However, it is difficult to respond properly because Anupads are rampaging everywhere. Moreover, this matter is related to inheritance, and Randall is not completely without justification… …

It’s a pain in the ass.

It looks like things are going awry due to what Baron Mallory did before his death.

“Madam, she wants Lord Phoenix to come to Longville. “If the Lord comes, those ruthless mercenaries won’t be able to run wild.”

… … Ugh, what should I do?

My immediate goal was not to save Longville, but to cross Mount Graduil. In other words, it was none of my business who the owner of Longville was.

“Your wife will reward you greatly. And, isn’t serving a noble lady the true joy that a knight can enjoy?”

That sounds like true joy. For me, who is just a knight of patterns, this is a persuasion that doesn’t even work.

While I was thinking that, I also felt like I was worried about Ionea. To be exact, her eyes were like that.

Those pitiful eyes… … .

It looked like a puppy that had been abused for a long time, with a crying face and wagging tail, but unable to take its steps because it was too scared.

As I was thinking of the woman who trembled and broke down after a few small acts of kindness and kisses from me, Atalanta asked with a stern look on her face.

“What are you going to do?”

“… … “Well, I’m thinking about it.”

“I have to go.”

After saying that, Atalanta emptied her beer glass and then raised her hand. Then, as if he had been waiting, a Nudein warrior appeared with a servant.

“Because I have to protect my rights.

“You want to go to Longville? now?”

“no. First, we need to get the equipment back and take some warriors with us.”

Atalanta seemed anxious.

Well, it looks like all the hard work has been in vain, so I guess I can’t help but be impatient. however… … .

“Get your equipment back? To whom?”

«Ugh

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Atalanta closed her mouth for a moment and then smiled bitterly.

“Nothing. Anyway, it will take some time to get back to the plains, so it would be better to move now.”

As she said that and gestured, a Nudean servant placed a shoebox-sized box on the table.

“It’s 50 gold coins and 200 silver coins.”

When I opened the chest, there was a pile of gold and silver pieces the size of my thumbnail. As she opened her mouth, apprehensive about the huge amount of money, I closed the lid and nodded.

“Confirmed. “Go quickly.”

“… … “Aren’t you going to count it?”

“Wait until everyone is counted?”

Atalanta, who was staring at me with her amber eyes, immediately smiled.

“Then, I’ll go.”

“Be careful where you go.”

“What are you going to do?”

I pointed to the group around me and shrugged my shoulders.

“We should talk about it now.”

“Hmm.”

Atalanta stood up with a snort and smiled mischievously.

“I hope to see you in Longville.”

“why?”

“Because the Golden Knife Tavern is better than here.”

A tall beauty bowed her upper body. The dizzying sight unfolding through the loose cloth clothes and the breath reaching my ears… … .

I had to pull myself together to hear the whispers that followed.

“Soundproofing and beds.”

“… … uh,”

While I was speechless, Atalanta left the tavern.

While massaging my calf over my thin cotton pants, I suddenly opened my mouth.

“Does it still hurt?”

“well. “It seems like things are slowly getting better.”

The harsh tone of voice and the position of the body lying halfway on the bed are extremely haughty. Pretending to be arrogant about the topic of drunkenness, which was up to my neck after just a few sips of beer… … .

I suppressed my laughter and put on a calm expression.

“But is it possible to get a sore on your leg just by wearing that?”

“… … It’s been a while since I walked. There were also stairs up there. So, who wants to get a room on the third floor?”

If I had taken the back room on the second floor, I would have been excited.

I didn’t want to start a fight with the sick guy, so I tried to swallow my frustration.

“Aren’t you sleepy? “You said you eat and sleep?”

“I’m not sleepy yet.”

Contrary to Ellen’s words, the boy’s eyelids were drowsy. His big eyes were half-closed, creating a very arrogant expression.

It was then.

Wow!

When I turned around at the sound of crying, I saw a bunch of little pigs whining to get up on the bed.

“wow. “A bunch of us, have you already eaten everything?”

The earthenware vessel that had been filled with beans, oats, boiled eggs, etc., was completely empty. When I stopped massaging her legs and picked up the bundle, Ellen’s eyes suddenly opened wide.

“What are you doing’?”

“Just wait a moment.”

I sat the lump in my stomach on my lap.

“Why did you eat so quickly? “What are you going to do if you pretend?”

Sesame liquid.

I massaged the bundle’s arms and legs and rubbed its back. The guy started to giggle as if he was in a good mood.

Ellen muttered as if she was dumbfounded when the lump started to burp under the ensuing massage.

“… … “Truly, if anyone sees it, they will think it’s your biological child.”

“Then is it my child or whose child is it? Right, my baby, our bunch-?”

I playfully stroked his head, and he buried his head between my thighs.

“Why are you hiding? Are you scared because your sister is staring at you?”

Sesame liquid.

“Ogugu, it’s okay-”

When I lifted the bundle and rubbed it nose to nose, Ellen looked shocked.

“What are you doing, so dirty!”

“Hey, it’s not dirty at all. “How often do I wash?”

“Apart from washing and drying, he’s a pig!”

Ellen frowned as if she was disgusted.

“And, your sister?”

“uh? iced coffee. Xanavas said so. “They say this is a female.”

“… … “You said you were a male?”

“Actually, I don’t know much about pigs. I thought it was a male just by looking at its tusks. Xanabas recognized it right away? If you look here, here,”

Wake up!

Ellen, who was watching what Mungchi and I were doing, burst into laughter.

“Ha, it’s really all kinds of things.”

“huh? what?”

“… … no. First, get rid of him. “Because I have something to say.”

As the half of the green apple fell under the bed, Ellen started talking.

“What are you going to do?”

“What 2”

“Longville.”

I scratched my eyebrows for a moment.

After Atalanta left, our group briefly discussed the Baroness’s request.

Utequoi and Amias were neutral. His position was that although it was unpleasant to see mercenaries committing robbery, it was better not to interfere with political matters such as inheritance of fiefdom.

Buni, who was a big girl, and Jenessa, who was quiet, were negative. The position was that there was already enough money to be made, so why take the risk?

Freckled Mira and Tight Steedman were in favor. The baroness seemed to be piqued by the fact that she would repay him greatly.

“… … To be honest, I want to help. Even if it’s because I’m thinking of Atilia.” When Ellen narrowed her eyebrows, I quickly added.

“Atilia saved my life from the rift. She even paid 450 pieces of silver for two troll heads. “If their clan doesn’t get a settlement, all of Atilia’s sacrifice, effort, and money will be in vain.”

“Why do you care about that? Atilia and we made a deal. “The sacrifice at the Rift was rewarded by reducing the price of the troll head.”

“… … “No matter what, if a person dies, it’s money.”

“450 silver coins is enough to buy an entire small village. To that extent, we have repaid everything we could. “It’s not our responsibility to have clan settlements or anything.” … … Well, there is no way to refute it because they are all correct.

As I remained silent, Ellen suddenly spoke.

“I would like to receive the Baroness’s request.”

“… … uh? “Then what you said so far is,”

“Let me be clear, the reason we have to accept this request is not for Atilia.”

“then?”

“that is… …

Ellen hesitated for a moment, wringing her hands. She then bit her lower lip and got her words out.

“Among the items that Master Casswright has, there is a ‘Scroll of Analysis.’”

“… … Scroll of Analysis?”

“You are a noble person who analyzes ingredients used in alchemy and products made through alchemy.”

“however?”

“I need that.”

When I made a puzzled expression, Ellen sighed.

“You said my mana addiction would need to be cured for quite some time, right?”

“huh.”

“What if ‘long time’ is three or four months?”

“Three or four months?”

Not 3 or 4 weeks, but 3 or 4 months?

I was speechless for a moment, but quickly nodded.

“••••••Hmm, it’s a bit long.”

“That’s why I need the Scroll of Analysis.”

“What does mana poisoning have to do with the Scroll of Analysis?”

In response to my question, Ellen took out three glass bottles from the sling bag at her bedside.

“Do you remember this?”

“I got it from the relic room in the crypt. “There was a wizard who turned into a stone statue.”

“that’s right. At that time, two of the five bottles were magic recovery potions, and they were all used up in the crack. “All that’s left are these three bottles.”

There was one bright blue-green bottle and two gloomy brown bottles. Ellen continued as she held up the two bottles behind her.

“What I learned while doing research in South Harbor was that these potions here have the property of dispersing magical power.”

“The nature of magical power dispersing… … . “Is that unusual?”

“Of course it’s unique. “It means that not only mana is dispersed, not only morale or spiritual power is dispersed, and not only divine power or blood spirit is dispersed.”

As I was still making a confused expression, Ellen continued her explanation with a stern expression.

“It’s an item that neutralizes all phenomena caused by magical power.”

” ah.”

It’s a ‘potion of release’.

In the game, it was a fraudulent item that removed all status ailments… … .

Wait, then?

I opened my mouth as a thought crossed my mind.

“So, what if the potion was used on the statue in the relic room?”

Ellen nodded heavily.

“If my guess is correct, the petrification spell has been broken.”

“… “crazy.”

The fact that I almost encountered an ancient wizard who lived before the 8th century gave me goosebumps.

Ellen spoke in a slightly quieter voice.

“Of course I’m not sure. “Ancient magic and alchemy were much more advanced than they are now, so I’m just guessing.”

“… … Anyway, drinking it will cure your mana addiction, right?”

After a moment of hesitation, the guy nodded.

“maybe.”

“But I’m not sure if it’s okay to drink that potion, so I need the Scroll of Analysis that Master Casswright has.”

“••••••that’s right.” “Would you mind receiving the scroll as a condition of accepting the Baroness’s request?”

“… … yes. “That’s my opinion.”

The triumphant expression from earlier was gone, and Ellen looked somewhat downcast.

Perhaps because he was drunk, his pale skin was as red as an apple, and his blinking blue eyes were constantly glaring at me.

Her pink lips were quivering silently as if she was choosing her words, and her long fingers were nibbling at each other for no reason.

As I was staring at him, Ellen pursed her lips and frowned.

“… … “Why do you look at me like that?”

To overcome my desire to immediately hug and kiss him, I grabbed his cheeks.

“Ah!”

“Ugh, ugh, you cute guy!”

“What!”

“Why are you staring at me for doing something wrong?”

“Woonchi-eun-woo said he was lucky-” Ellen screamed and violently shook off both of my hands, so I grinned and patted her head.

“Really, what do you believe in that makes you so cute?”

“… … “Ah, don’t do it!”

I stood up, leaving behind Ellen, who was struggling with a bright red face.

“Hurry up and take a nap.”

“… … what?”

“Take a nap, we’ll be leaving for Longville around sunset.” The guy who was fixing his hair looked up at me.

“Do you want to receive a request?”

“of course.”

Ellen narrowed her eyes at my calm answer.

“Is that the end? “We need to discuss it.”

“What kind of discussion is this? “They say they need you.”

When he closed his mouth, I opened the door and added,

“I saw earlier that a military supplies dealer had arrived. I’m going to tell the kids to get ready.

“I’ll come back to see if there’s anything useful, so go to sleep quickly.”

Ellen covered herself with the blanket without saying a word.

“… … “Are you sleeping already?”

“… … come fast.”

“huh?”

“Come quickly. “I won’t sleep until you come.”

“… … Okay, I understand.”

My lips were shaking for no reason, so I left the room after replying with a hint of spit.