Chapter 86

My Villains Episode 086

22. The Witch (6) The one

who appeared from the eastern sky was none other than Ellen.

Looking closely, the feathers on her left ear were emitting a soft blue light.

The guy was looking down at the ground, his hair flying like a great wizard in a legend.

The smile hanging from the corner of his mouth or the gaze looking down on him seemed to fit perfectly as if he was wearing a custom-made suit that he had lost.

“Ugh!”

– I was about to think it was, but suddenly a wave came and the small torso started to stagger!

Ellen, whose face went white in an instant, whipped her arms wildly to keep her balance.

“...Eww!”

yes you do!

As she was startled and was about to run to receive him, the wind surging up from somewhere engulfed Ellen.

A soft breeze carried away the strong wind that blew over Ellen. In addition to that, he wrapped his arms around the floundering guy and helped him balance.

Could that be the ‘spirit of dance’? Are you using it like that?

Ellen, who regained her balance with the assistance of the dance spirit, put on an arrogant expression again as if she had been taken aback...

Ugh, why are you doing that? I’m on the verge of embarrassing myself

. Ellen raised the wand and began to wield it commandingly. At the same time, as they parted their lips, an ember the size of a fingernail rose from the circle drawn by the wand.

Hururu.

The embers spun like a whirlpool and increased in size. The embers, or fireballs, which had grown to the size of ping-pong balls, flew to the ground, shaking off the wand’s attraction.

I recognized the true nature of the magic and quickly shouted.

“It’s a ‘fireball’! Get down!”

The soldiers who had not been seduced by the witch or who were not seduced by the word “fireball” threw their heads to the ground in fright.

Fire.

The fireball flew over the soldiers in a gentle curve. And the moment it exploded on Camilla, the witch who had fallen near the wall of the salt castle, sparks flew in all directions with

a loud

explosion, and a pillar of fire soared up. Fireball The spell, commonly called ‘Fireball’, is a 2nd rank skill in flame magic. It has the disadvantages of requiring a lot of mana, long casting, and slow projectile speed, but thanks to its high power and long range, it was a very usable spell.

In games, it was a popular technique for relieving stress because of its impact and effect. To see this in real

life ....

The witch who was hit right by the fireball let out a terrible scream. As wounded or severed tentacles shriveled here and there, Camilla crawled on the floor and began to make her way toward the main entrance of the Salt Castle.

I quickly stood up and swung my shield to scatter the sparks flying in front of me. Then, they spurred the ground and chased after the stomping witch.

“He’s so hot, so hot!”

The monster, engulfed in flames, crawled desperately, swinging its tentacles in all directions. The soldiers who were besieging the salt castle were frightened by the terrible sight and retreated.

In the mess, I was able to catch up with the witch without difficulty.

“Hee hee hee...”

Are you tired?

The witch, who had been screaming, stopped her desperate struggle and lay on her face. Human arms scorched here and there stretched out anxiously toward the salt castle. I went to my chest to say something, but I was excited.

The broad blade dug into the thin neck from behind. As Hrunting drenched in the witch’s blood, a deep tremor came through the handle.

“Grrrrr”

Witch Camilla opened her mouth, but what came out was not the sound of words but thick foam of blood.

Trampling on the witch’s back, he twisted the blade. The neck was completely cut off, and the tentacles that gave off the savory smell drooped. The hand that was shaking toward the salt castle also fell to the floor.

“Whoa.”

You’re finally done.

It was much more difficult than I thought because of the sudden use of ‘dazzle’. Still, I’m glad Ellen showed up at the right time...

“That bastard...!”

“Kill him!”

I raised my head at the shouting I heard from somewhere, and the lattice door of the salt castle, which had been tightly closed, was already up.

The one who appeared from the entrance on the second floor was none other than the lord of the South Harbor castle.

“Kill that mercenary!” The lord of the castle, who looked much more haggard than he had seen before, pointed at me and shouted as if vomiting blood.

“What are you doing! That mercenary, that lowly thing killed my wife! come on come on! Bring me the head of that damned murderer!”

At that earnest cry, the guards standing behind the lord gritted their teeth.

They numbered only about a dozen or so, but they jumped out of the entrance with the loyalty of an SS. Then when he tried to attack me.

Whoops.

A light breeze blowing from somewhere brushes the nape of my neck.

“Poi me!”

“Uh huh?”

The prince, leaning back in his chair, handed over his helmet and iron gloves to the attendant. He thought for a moment, then shook his head and opened his mouth.

“Where are they?”

“I am with Sergeant Gilbert. Would you like to meet me?”

“It is. Bring me here.”

As the old knight left the tent, two attendants began to wipe the prince’s plate armor with a damp cloth.

A group of people entered the tent when the mane-shaped decoration around the chest regained its golden color.

A solid commander, Liam Summersong, one of the most famous swordsmen in the kingdom, Langbolt Earl Shore, and a mercenary and wizard.

“Meet Your Highness the Prince.”

The mercenary showed an example with a sloppy posture while holding the wizard.

The mercenary had a splendid appearance that did not suit his status.

Dark eyebrows, sharp eyes, closed lips, high nose, sun-tanned skin. Rather than a mercenary, his face was closer to that of an aristocratic knight.

He was certainly handsome, but his fierce expression and cold eyes were his flaws. Shall we call him a man who reminds the viewer of a poisonous snake or a beast of prey?

In addition, he was about a hand taller than a tall prince and had broad shoulders, giving off an intimidating atmosphere.

A beautiful girl with a completely different atmosphere was sitting on the arm of such a man.

Transparent skin with blue veins and gorgeous blond hair, dense features. It was the face of a typical noblewoman.

The girl lowered her head to the prince with her long eyelashes hanging down. Considering the fact that my legs are uncomfortable, it was just the necessary amount of greeting, neither excessive nor insufficient.

Ulkar looked at Ellen, a beautiful girl sorceress, and suddenly thought of someone she had broken up with a long time ago.

Spotless silver hair and clear blue eyes that resembled her own. A cheerful laugh as if knocking on a glass and small, soft hands...

That girl should have grown up to be the size of Ellen in front of her by now.

‘No, it might be bigger than me.’

Feeling somewhat depressed, the prince forcibly pulled the corners of his mouth. The prince, who was so beautiful even with a forced smile, opened his mouth.

“You made a big contribution. If it wasn’t for you, I would have been tricked by the witch

.”

“Thank you, Your Highness.”

“You got a confession from Ubar? Lord Ariad admired your interrogation skills. Can you tell me the secret?”

It was an unexpected request, but Phoenix replied with a calm expression as if he had expected it.

“Uh, I saw the initials LC written in my letter, so I just checked it out just in case. There is no such thing as technology.”

“is it.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

The prince stared at the mercenary with eyes wide open.

The mercenary was making a stupid expression to cover his sharp eyes. I could hardly read my mind.

“This is the second time I owe you anything. I don’t want to go over to public affairs, so if there’s anything you want, tell me.”

The mercenary fell silent at the prince’s words. Phoenix, who gave off a look of concern for a while, finally opened his mouth.

“...Well then, can I ask you a difficult favor?”

“Is this a difficult request?”

“There are a few prisoners being held behind here, and I know one of them. A savage from far west.”

“Ah, a big tattooed savage?”

“yes. It is him.”

Ulkar rested his chin on the armrest and narrowed his forehead.

“The savage knocked down twenty soldiers and left some crippled. It is right to be truthful even to establish discipline, so ask for something else

.”

“The reason the savage fought the soldiers was because he harassed the helpless maid.”

“...Did something like that happen?”

“This is a story I heard directly from your lady. Well, that doesn’t mean he’s innocent, but if Your Highness treats him well, I’ll take care of him.”

“Will you take it? What do you mean?”

“That savage is a master of strength as much as his size. He used to be a warrior in his tribe, so he has an expertise in fighting.”

“How could you... oh yes. Come to think of it, you said it was you who brought the savage to the city.”

“Yes, that’s right. In the process, I clearly saw how the thieves were turned into rat cannons. So, if you leave it to me, I will put him at the forefront in the next battle. It’s a life that will die anyway, so wouldn’t it be helpful for the city to die fighting the enemies?”

Ulkar pondered for a moment, then nodded.

“Yeah, good. let him go free Also, if you make a big contribution in battle, I will not hold you accountable for your sins.”

“Thank you.”

“However, if that savage commits another crime, I will hold you accountable.”

“Huh yes?”

“why? don’t you like it?”

The mercenary and the wizard started bickering in front of the prince who was leaning on the backrest.

After a while, Phoenix eventually accepted Ulkar’s terms.