Chapter 272

My Villains Chapter 272

interlude. his lovers (4)

There are many types of elixirs in the world.

Among them, people often think of things like the ‘recovery elixir’ that repairs disabilities and wounds, the ‘time elixir’ that turns the body’s time back into the past, and the ‘augmentation elixir’ that increases mana.

However, since the name Elixir itself is a general term for elixirs created through alchemy, there are countless types of Elixir that are not counted.

‘But it’s just ‘elixir’?’

For that reason, the spell thief Saitz, standing in a decaying garden of La Palais Palace, was hiding behind Ellen and the mercenaries, only rolling his eyes.

‘...What kind of elixir are you talking about?’

Saitsu tried to make his own judgement, but his head couldn’t roll properly as he was struggling to breathe.

It is a situation where all seven grandmasters of the palace are gathered and watching this side. If you don’t feel pressured, that’s a strange thing to be.

‘The others didn’t know, but I didn’t know that even those old monsters would appear.’

He looked back and forth between the old man with long white eyebrows and the young woman with a black veil draped under her eyes.

Olnar Radakalin and Nashal Anway were two of the most prominent wizards in the kingdom.

Those two alone are magicians who can deal with the army. However, since the rest of the grandmasters and even the elite battle magicians were aiming their wands at this direction, it seemed as if there was no way out.

‘Shit. I don’t know what the hell is going on. It’s full of questionable things.’

Around the time I grumbled inside like that.

Grandmaster Einar, wearing a golden mask, returned on a black carpet. Approaching Ellen, she handed her a small glass bottle with a sunken look.

“What are you going to do here?” “yes.”

What was in the glass bottle was a light blue solution with a heavy texture. Ellen looked at it in the dim sunlight and continued speaking calmly.

“Master made it, right?”

“...Yes, one of Jemar’s works. I probably made it when you were just taking your toes.”

“is that so.”

As Ellen closed her eyes and wrapped the vial around it, Nar, the child in the golden mask, hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth.

“There is no need to curse here. Let’s go to the main palace.”

“no.”

Ellen opened her eyes slowly, adjusting her crimson hat with her crimson plume.

“I want as many wizards as possible to see it.”

Einar, seeing the firm determination in her eyes, swallowed a sigh and stepped back.

The other six grandmasters just watched Ellen in silence. texture

It was the attitude of going after checking the department.

Ellen fidgeted with her vial for a moment and she whispered something. She seemed to be talking to someone, and it was like she was casting a spell on a vial.

After her whisper, she looked behind her.

“Simos. start.”

As soon as Ellen’s words had run out, one-eyed Simos, who had been standing behind her, rushed at Saitsu.

“What are you doing right now-”

Surprised Saitsu waved her wrinkled hand

The moment I tried to resist

“Judial flutro.”

With a low spell, her blue-energy grip gripped the nape of her neck.

dismissal.

“Kkeuk”

Saitsu collapsed, covering her eyes.

Cole, who was wary of the surroundings with a string drawn, received the elixir from Ellen and approached the sights.

“Elenaar! What is this?” Hogende, an old woman wearing a velvet dress and heavy make-up, shouted. Ellen replied with her expressionless face.

“I am proving my innocence, Grand Master Hoogende. Are there any problems?”

“Why are you feeding the elixir to that old man to prove your innocence!”

“Wait a minute. You’ll find out soon.”

“what!”

The battle wizards in the siege exchanged glances with each other with puzzled faces.

Liwan Doian-Lake looked on with a curious look on his face, and Nashal Anwei also crossed his arms and was silent.

Aktu Pir, who had an unmighty body like a sorceress, tried to step out, holding out a hand full of golden rings, but Olnar, a curly old man, shook her head, and backed away with a strange look.

Galnar, a handsome man in his late thirties, who was busy rolling his eyes, took another look at the old man caught in Simos’ clutches in an ominous mood.

“......no way.” Only then did he realize that the old man there was Sai Tsu, a spell thief, and hurriedly stretched out his hand.

“Don’t act recklessly, Elenar!”

A shimmering silver powder came out of Galnar’s sleeve as he immediately shouted. And in an instant, it formed a sphere on the palm of my hand.

“Tryscallo jellat!”

The silver orb lengthened according to Galnar’s spell and flew away with a ‘Kaang!’ sound. The high-ranking earth spell ‘Crystal Spear’ was aimed at Cole who was holding the Elixir.

However, from the moment Galnar shouted, Ellen’s eyes were already shining bright blue.

J Tsutsutsu.

A chill rushed over her head. Four icicles the size of her palm sprouted out of the air. The moment the crystal window was shot with a roar, the frost awls were also shot at the same time.

Tadadang!

The crystal window is a powerful spell that can pierce through a thick castle wall at once. But three frost awls hit her side in quick succession, knocking her off course.

“Ugh”

“Avoid the blood!”

On the other side, the battle wizards who were building a siege threw themselves into a state of astonishment.

Wedge!

The crystal window passed dangerously over their heads, making a bloody heavy sound. And after knocking over three or four trees and breaking a rock, they were slammed to the ground.

Quaang!

Amid the dust that bloomed in the distance, Ellen looked at Galnar with a calm face.

“You better be careful.”

Gal Nar stroked his gloved hand under his eyes.

blood came out of her While three frostbores hit the crystal spear, the last one grazed Galnar.

“Because the neck or the heart will be next.”

At Ellen’s cold warning, Gal Nar gripped her fist and gnashed her teeth.

“Elenaar. dare you-”

“stop.”

All Nar, who had been watching silently, tried to hold back his great-grandson by tying his beard as if to cover his mouth.

“What kind of nonsense is this in front of the seniors and juniors in the palace?”

“...sorry.”

As Nar, who gritted her teeth, corrected her expression and stepped back, Ellen sat down on a rock, securing her robes.

Right after that, the battle mages began to hum.

“...what did I see?”

“Wasn’t that just a video game?”

“Could it be? The casting time was ridiculously short...

Ellen was a nerd in the palace who, until a year ago, couldn’t handle one of her spells. The move she showed in a short moment was enough to shake her battle mages.

“You mean you did the spell-enhancing high-speed chant and the silent chant all at once?”

“Huh, that’s ridiculous.”

The skill of extracting multiple frost awls, that is, ‘strengthening spells’, is a level that can be reached by skilled wizards.

‘High-speed chanting’ also requires a special talent, but it wasn’t that rare.

But Muyoungchang is different.

A magician capable of invincibility is treated as a psychic even among other magicians. Because it is a skill that can only be obtained through heaven-sent talent and bone-breaking training.

“That’s not all. I hit both targets at the same time. One of them was a flying crystal spear.”

“...it’s crazy.”

There was silence for a while.

They were the elite of La Palais Palace, and most of them held the title of Master. It means to be a battle magician who can receive the best treatment anywhere in the middle world.

All of them had dejected expressions on their faces.

Galnar took a step forward before anyone else could rebuke him. They pretend to be remorseful, admit their mistakes, and pretend that what they have done is a mistake.

“I’m sorry Elena. I did something bad to you.”

Making eye contact with Galnar who said so, Ellen glanced over at the crowd.

As I traveled the world, I looked at it with a sharper eye, and it seemed like I was going to cover it up and move on regardless of what had happened before.

“Elena, let’s go to the main palace for now.”

Old man and old man Olnar said.

“No matter what you’ve been through, I’ll protect you. You will need some time.”

Ellen replied to herself, “No, I don’t need it.” As an ordinary girl, she had no intention of wasting her time in the palace.

“She has been through a lot on the continent,” she said. Let’s go and rest in the arms of our blood relatives.”

Ellen was convinced by the way she soothed herself with the help of Nar, the child of the golden mask.

If she finishes her work like this, she will return to the status of one of the numerous apprentices in the Ellen Palace.

She is a trainee who has no choice but to obey the decisions of her grandmasters. No matter what her lineage or her abilities, she will have no initiative.

And Gal Nar, who has taken the place of Grand Master in place of her dead mentor, will have to watch as she plots another plan.

If she wants to break the situation, she will have to fight a political battle. Cut off the opponent’s forces and break my side

A childish fight that is unraveling.

I’ll have to win someday...

‘well.’

No one knows how long it will take.

As Ellen’s descendant of the Radha Carlin family, she has to prove her abilities over and over again in order to properly demonstrate her political power.

She will have to grow a few years older, and she will have to cater to the hapless old people. She might be offered an arranged marriage or something, in the name of a terrible call to power.

Ellen was immersed in her troubles with a calm expression on her face. Will she be able to do it all herself?

no way. She couldn’t possibly do that.

Her hands trembled like this just from anticipating the possibilities.

“...Herenaar?”

As her Ellen squeezed her trembling hands, her galnar approached her, playing her uncle concerned for her nephew.

Looking at her shameless face, her heart burns again.

‘If it wasn’t for you’

it wouldn’t have been like this

Moist eyes, careful hands, warm arms, and the subtle scent of soap.

The intoxicating voice, the hot lips and her tongue that slashes the spine with a knife, that happy night of love.

She’s all that phoenix again.

She left him and she wouldn’t have to come back to the palace alone.

‘If only it wasn’t for you.’

If Gal Nar hadn’t framed her for her, she wouldn’t have gone on her journey, and she wouldn’t have met Phoenix, but she and Ellen couldn’t afford to make that judgment.

She was just pouring her oil into the fire in her heart.

“It must have been very difficult. I am really sorry.”

By the time Galnar’s hand touched her shoulder, Ellen was thinking of the Phoenix that would remain in the Gistol region. She was thinking of the women left by his side.

The fire in his heart burned like the hellfire he had seen before.

“...Herenaar. Are you okay?”

“no.”

After barely uttering one word, Ellen shook her shoulders and took a deep breath before she spoke another word.

“at all.”

The hot deepening and deep mana met and the flames boiled.

For a moment, she felt Ellen’s familiar sensation. The feeling of the time when a spell was etched into her soul when Phoenix and her were on the verge of her death.

“This one? for a moment-!”

Ellen stretched out her hand and grabbed Gal Nar, who was about to step back from her, feeling her uneasiness. And she whispered softly.

“Draconis.”

At the same time, a faint shape appeared above her head. The shape turned red and poured fire towards Galnar.

Roaring!

Galnar quickly raised the soil from the floor and stood up to block the fire.

However, Ellen’s fire broke through the barrier like a waterfall through a rock and swallowed Galnar.

“ugh.”

Gal Nar, the Grand Master of La Palais Palace and one of Radakalin’s bloodlines, couldn’t even scream properly and turned to ashes.

“Stop!”

The flames that engulfed Galnar rushed forward, but the rest of the Grand Masters were able to block the red waves thanks to the quick defense spells.

Olnar Radakalin chased the trail of flames with enchanting eyes in the shroud of cold air that shimmered transparently with heat.

“...This is definitely.”

The flames, which had added heat, went beyond scarlet and turned white.

“Dragon’s Breath. okay. It’s the dragon’s breath.”

The flame that once dazzled the old grandmaster shone brightly as if it would burn forever.

“Adobit’sche.”

Ellen’s brief order was taken at once. But that didn’t mean it was gone.

Fire.

The dragon’s breath, which devours Galnar and ignites the crowd in all directions, embraced Ellen as if it had its own will. It was a cloak of flame that glowed with white light.

Most wizards were distracted by the dragon on top of the flames and the flow of mana contained within it, and their mouths were wide open, but Aktupir was not.

‘‘You Elenar!”

He stretched out his hands in front of him, his grim face flushed red.

“How dare you kill a grandmaster and a relative in the middle of the palace!”

Electric current gushed from the ten rings and four bracelets on his hands.

The momentum was so intense that the blue light emitted from both hands dyed the entire deteriorating garden.

However, facing him, Ellen remained expressionless as before, only her eyes became a little hazy.

“Gal Nar has sent his men on several occasions to kill me.”

“If you have such doubts, you should make a complaint with witnesses and evidence. How dare you take revenge! Are you trusting your petty strength and playing with it!”

At least there was no one in this garden who agreed with the part of ‘small power’ in his words, but he was not in the mood to dare to vomit.

“Because I didn’t want to waste time.”

“Foolish! You will regret this forever!”

“well.”

Clad in dragon breath, Ellen looked back at Ol Nar and opened her mouth.

“I will challenge the test.”

“...to the test?”

“yes.”

“You mean the owner of the palace will challenge the position of ‘High Master’?”

Ellen calmly nodded her head.

“...High Master has been vacant for over 600 years. You wouldn’t know why.”

“does not matter.”

Aktufir, who was fiercely emitting electricity, looked back at Olnar with a stunned face.

“No way Grandmaster Olnar. Are you willing to accept Elenar’s request?”

“It’s not something he can decide, Aktupyr.”

With the eyes of the six Grand Masters and the forty-seven battle mages on one body, she continued her words as if declaring.

“I am the archmage of Radakalin, and I can challenge the test whenever I want.”

Aktu Pir sighed ‘huh’ and lowered his hand.

The grand masters seemed to be lost in thought with different faces, and the battle mages were just opening their mouths, not understanding the circumstances.

Steedman muttered quietly, brushing his sweaty head.

“...Jimmy, what the hell is going on...

A winter afternoon when the sun goes down overcast.

In the middle of the soot-filled earth, Ellen looked down at her audience.