Chapter 174

My Villains Episode 174

42. Chain (6)

The thumping pounding in the chest did not subside even after searching the first floor of the lord’s house.

As I hurriedly headed towards the alchemy lab, I exhaled as soon as I saw Ellen coming out of the lab.

“Ellen.”

In that brief moment, Ellen showed various faces.

A face contemplating something deeply.

A face that finds me and turns bright.

A fat face made up by erasing it.

Then, with his eyes wide open, he showed a face full of worries... It

is strange that such a variety of emotions are contained in such a small face. Is it because of the big eyes?

“...what’s the matter?” The man approaching me cautiously reached out his hand. I slightly lowered my upper body and greeted the white hand.

“Your complexion is not good.”

“...there was a problem for a while.”

“problem? What’s the problem?”

Instead of answering, he held Ellen’s hand on his cheek and was silent for a while.

His hands were warm enough to feel hot. no, is my body cold?

“......trunnion?” He

took the other hand away from Ellen, who was making a puzzled expression, and put it

on her cheek.

“What are you doing?”

The guy holding both hands stood in a hesitant posture as if he was being punished.

Even though she struggled weakly, Ellen gave up resistance for a moment and pursed her lips with a reddened face.

“...what the hell.” “Are you cold?”

“what?”

“My face. Aren’t you cold?”

“Suddenly what?” To the sudden question, the boy paused for a moment before answering.

“...it looks ugly, but it’s not to the point where I can’t see anything.”

The answer made me laugh involuntarily.

“Pha- Hey, what are you talking about?”

“......what?”

“Other than that, my body temperature isn’t cold.”

Ellen bit her lower lip with a look of regret. After a while, the guy changed his expression and frowned.

“I was confused. You should have said it straight from the beginning! And your body isn’t like that for a day or two, so what?”

“uh? Is my body naturally cold?”

“...It’s usually cool rather than cold. But why are you suddenly asking about that?”

“I just hope your hands are warm again.”

After holding her breath for a moment, Ellen lowered her head and muttered, ‘Tell me about this’.

When I let go, the guy straightened up the hem of his robe and swept his face a couple of times. Ellen, who took some time to calm down, raised her head.

“...so what’s the problem?”

“problem? ah.”

I blinked my eyes for a moment.

“Uh...

...Come to think of it, it got better before I knew it.

Just a moment ago, anger for no reason, resentment without an object, penetrating longing, overwhelming sadness... I couldn’t breathe because of those things.

“Why no answer?”

“Um, that’s it.”

Seeing Ellen’s stare, I quietly scratched my eyebrows.

I explained to him before that I absorbed the soul and memories of another dimension based on the Phoy Nyx.

But now, it is impossible to say that Phoenix’s memories are confused because of the emotions attached to them.

After quickly clearing her mind, she opened her mouth.

“You know what I said last time. A strange voice.”

“...Did you hear it again?”

“Um, similar. I was looking for you for that.”

Looking at his serious face, he shrugged.

“When I saw you, I suddenly became conscious. Isn’t it rare?”

“What is that.”

When Ellen put on a grim expression, I smiled and lifted her up by the hamstrings.

“Huh.”

Suddenly, Ellen sat on my arm and patted me on the shoulder in surprise.

“I-You were surprised! Why are you like this all of a sudden?”

“Suddenly, not long ago, this was normal.”

“That was already two weeks ago.”

“Were you on your way back to your room?”

When he nodded, I moved briskly. Then, with a muttered ah, he asked Ellen.

“But just in case you don’t know, stay with me at night.”

“Mu mu what?”

” huh?”

“At night together? No, I still-”

I frowned at the guy who was talking gibberish.

“What nonsense are you talking about? Please watch me meditate.”

“...meditation?”

“Oh meditation. Even if I sleep less, I try to increase my meditation time. Just help me when I start like last time.”

“Ah...

Ellen nodded blankly.

He leaned heavily against my chest, looking as if he was exhausted.

I was enjoying Ellen’s body heat warming my heart, but then I came up with a question.

“Right, Ellen. What did you say you are making these days?”

“......Yes?”

“I hear you’re making some kind of potion with Master Castrite.”

” ah.”

He hesitated for a moment, then took out a small glass bottle from his bosom.

“this.”

“What is this?”

“A copy of the Dissolution Potion.”

“Oh you copied that? how?”

When I showed interest in the potion, he shook his head with a puzzled expression.

“Actually, I failed. It is not a dispelling potion.”

“then?”

“It’s just garbage. It has the effect of dissipating mana, but it has no effect of canceling the action of mana.”

“right.”

What day is it today? Like Moongchi and Utequai, they show amazing talents.

“...I didn’t know you had such an aesthetic sense.”

Utequai’s paintings looked very good even to me, an outsider. In the landscape of Longville he painted, there was no sense of perspective, but an unknown feeling of liveliness flowed through it.

“I am a warrior. It’s a small sheep in Grim Daejeon.”

“What nonsense.”

“Really.”

It should be said that it is like Utequai, but he is very confident even while making white noises. I laughed at his shameless attitude and sat down next to him.

Hmm, if Utequa and I put together, I think it would be well over 300 kilos, but wouldn’t it collapse?

“What are you doing here?”

“I don’t want to see you until meal time passes. I heard from Steedman that he’s been coming up here for days? Are you doing that for drawing?”

“right.”

“Why are you in such a hurry to paint that you don’t even eat?”

Utequai calmly turned his head to the west.

“The wind is blowing.”

” wind?”

“right. It is war luck.”

“...You know what I mean? Milano has grown so much.”

Utequai chuckled and moved the cartridge again. Shading was added between the gate and the wooden fence.

“Today is the last time you see the territory.”

“War changes everything. Tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, Estate Longville will look different.”

I looked around Longville in silence for a while. Then I asked Utequai.

“You say you don’t like being involved in politics, but you say you’re quite active in training conscripts?”

“I already said it before. It is to help them be forged into warriors.”

“That’s true, at this point, even if a battle breaks out, it’s hard to get out.”

“Um, right.”

When he nodded his head coolly, I chose my words for a moment before sighing.

“What are you sorry about?”

“What do you mean?”

“For me to interfere with something that has nothing to do with it.”

“It doesn’t matter. This is what your mother meant.”

As I was quietly scratching my eyebrows, U Tequai opened his mouth first.

“Why did you intervene?”

“At work here?”

“right.”

“It’s not that complicated. It also has something to do with Prince Ulkar.”

Utequai, who was teasing the bullet, shook his head quietly.

“I do not regard you as my lord, Prince Ulkar

.”

“...yes, that’s right. But you owe Ulkar something.”

“debt”?

“You mean the certificate of title to the manor. If there was no proof of nobility, how could a pagan and a mage without a card travel comfortably? It must have been a headache because of the guys who were arguing here and there.”

“Um, that’s cool. But ordinary people don’t go to war because of that much debt.” “...that’s right. In fact, there are things that I had no choice but to get involved in.”

When I blurted out, Utequai snorted.

“You had a chance to fall. It was not something you were forced into, it was your choice.”

“...You bastard, why are you arguing so much today?”

As he grumbled, Utequai gave a low giggle.

“Be honest, Phoenix. You fight because you are a lord.”

...If you just look at this guy, he’s quick to notice.

“It’s not just because of Dionea.”

“There will be others. The pot-bellied owner of Chester Beldin’s Golden Knife Tavern, the boys who were dragged in without knowing why, and the children frightened by the war.”

...Honestly, I’ve never thought about other people, but I didn’t bother to say it.

“Pity is good. If you go to war for good reasons, your mother looks down on you.”

“...what a thank you.”

“So you have nothing to be sorry about.”

To see if the painting was complete, Utequai unfolded the paper and compared it to the real landscape. The view of Longville, as if from a bird’s eye view, is spread out in black and white.

Utequai nodded in satisfaction and continued.

“I am a warrior. It is natural to stand by friends who are fighting for good reasons.”

...for good reasons. Did I have anything like that? I don’t know, but I didn’t want to change Ute Kwai’s mind.

Putting the bullet into something like a leather pencil case, Utequai stood up from his seat. Then he rolled the picture up and held it to the torch.

“Oops! What are you doing, yumma?”

” hmm?”

Utequai put on a puzzled expression as he quickly reached out and snatched the painting that had just started to catch fire.

“Hey, why are you burning what you’ve drawn?”

“It is useless anyway.”

“Wasn’t that a meaningful painting you drew to remember the last peace of Longville?”

“It is not me who remembers peace.”

“But that’s the case...

I barely managed to turn off the lights and save the painting, but I suddenly remembered something, so I looked up.

“Did you draw something like this in South Harbor or Inbury?”

“I didn’t draw Inveri. I didn’t have time to draw because I was looking for herbs.”

“...then in South Harbor or somewhere else?” “Painted.”

“Did you burn everything?”

“right.”

“crazy.”

Originally, the only thing left from the trip was a picture, but I drew a picture at best and burned it all? It’s such a waste....

“Turn off” O .

yes, who are you to blame? It’s my fault for not paying attention to what Utequai is doing.

“If you draw something like this in the future, don’t burn it and bring it to me.” “to you?”

“okay. Wouldn’t it be nice to have something like this when selling memories later?”

“I’m not selling memories.”

“I’m not saying I’m selling my memories... Anyway, don’t burn them and eat them, bring them all to me. Got it?”

Utequai shrugged his shoulders as if he couldn’t understand, but he agreed.

Then, suddenly, I turned my head toward the sinking sun. In the distance, through the mountain valleys, something like a vibration can be heard.

“What do you see in Phoenix?”

“Look over there.”

“O uh uh”

Utequai followed my gaze and narrowed his eyes. So for a moment,

boo woo woo-

The sound of a horn resonating somewhere in the barrier woke Longbill all over.

Count Tristan’s army had arrived.