Chapter 386

My Villains Episode 386

62. Tactics of Deception (13)

Time passed again.

Was it because of the deep darkness or because he realized that attacking the inner wall was not easy? The imperial army’s momentum has subsided a little.

The siege was still going on, but the soldiers didn’t push back like they did when they crashed into the outer wall. It was just about shooting arrows or catapults continuously.

Well, since the battle had already been fought for over twelve hours, it was only natural that even a large army would be tired.

Finally, at dawn, the battle entered a lull. The urgent messengers gradually became rarer, and the lord and staff gathered in the hall of the castle tower also faced a feeling of belated fatigue.

“Let’s go to the permanent residence for a while, Your Excellency. I will keep the seat.” Marquis Landry, who occasionally nodded at the table of honor at General McNeil’s words, shook his head with his temples pressed.

“...no. How can I lie on the bed while Your Highness is struggling to guard the gate?”

“The battle is getting longer, so rest is essential. If you hold out like this until morning and get hit by the enemy’s great offensive, you will be in big trouble.”

Garwin, the son of Margrave Landry, also added a horse.

“His Highness, the 3rd prince, also takes turns feeding his subordinates. Father, please take a break and recover your energy.”

“Uh n

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Landry groaned and groaned, so I grumbled half-jokingly and half-heartedly.

“Ah, sir. Get in. Shouldn’t His Excellency go in so that we can rest as well as we can?”

“what?”

Marquis Landry narrowed her brows for a moment before bursting out laughing. It’s not a very formal tone, but I don’t say much because I know that I sometimes say this to Ulkar as well.

Other lords and nobles did not catch my attitude. Originally, as Ulkar’s favorite knight, there were few people who could rebuke me, and there were even fewer from before when I started receiving awe from the battle in Zelntree.

Marquis Landry even giggled as if he was having fun.

“I’m kind of happy about this.”

“What do you mean?”

“Sir, that cynical attitude. According to Your Highness, it’s like an expression of intimacy.”

“...Huh, did the prince do that?”

“Yes, you did.... It is an honor to have the friendship of a red knight. Whoops.”

I made an awkward expression without knowing it at the Marquis’s smile. This is due to rumors about his sexual orientation.

Landry Byun Gyeong-baek waved his hand with a smile as if he had noticed my intentions.

“Don’t set unnecessary boundaries. You are too young to be nervous in front of me. I prefer to be intelligent and dignified.”

“......ah. yes.” I don’t want to know the uncle’s taste, but it seems that his innermost feelings were sufficiently revealed through his crumpled face. The margrave rose from his seat, sweeping his tired and laughing face.

“Yeah, I guess I’ll have to get out of here soon. It makes my heart flutter at the thought of the sturdy men staying up all night talking about me, but let’s close our eyes.”

The Marquis left behind a low laugh that spread across the table.

To be honest, I felt a bit of admiration. To think that a father who could joke like that in front of his son exists .

Now that the Marquis has disappeared, no one will notice. I quickly ran to my temporary residence on the third floor of the castle tower.

“...Hayla?”

The inner room assigned as the head of the central garrison was a cozy room that was neither wide nor narrow. The middle of the room was occupied by Tak and Heila, a car they couldn’t see.

“Didn’t you sleep? It’s been a while since it’s time to go to bed...

“I slept.”

“You slept?”

“O” Heh.

Heila, who placed a blanket-wrapped hrunting (what it was) on top of her gathered thighs, quietly flipped through the bookshelf. There was also a cup of tea with honey on the tea table, giving off a calm atmosphere that made you forget that you were at war...

“...then did you wake up?”

“Uh” heh*

“You? how?”

“I asked Rowen to wake me up.”

“So you woke up? this morning? you?”

“O” Heh.

“Nonsense.”

Heila, who can’t do anything without getting more than nine hours of sleep a day, wakes up after a nap and reads a book?

In spite of my distrustful gaze, she focused on the book.

I felt like asking something, but Heila’s face was so calm, so I decided to just let it go.

“Are you still reading that?”

WO ”

Heh.

The book she was reading was a magic book. It was obtained from Modos and was owned by the magician of La Palais Palace who pursued Ellen with the ‘black wolves’.

I remember that Ellen also stopped paying attention because it was a basic book that wasn’t a big deal...

“I’ve been holding on to it for over two months already. fun?”

“huh. But it is difficult.”

“Of course it is. What kind of magic can dogs and cows use?”

“I think I can use it.”

“-What do you mean?”

Shocked or not, Heila turned the pages with her usual nonchalant attitude.

“I think I can use magic.”

“how? They say blood mages can’t use magic because they can’t handle mana?”

“You can use blood instead of mana.”

The explanation I heard from Ellen the other day flashed through my mind.

“...Are you talking about blood magic?”

“It’s similar.”

According to Ellen’s expression, sorcerers are those who command change in the world, and ordinary wizards are those who ask for change in the world.

At this time, ordinary wizards prepare bribes because spells and mana are not enough to manifest magic. The bribe is ‘mediation’.

Clay dolls used to summon golems, sulfur

balls used to make fireballs, spider webs used to make binding nets, etc. are just such a medium.

And blood magic, which is now known to be practiced, is magic that replaces clay dolls or sulfur beads with blood. Instead of preparing a different medium for each spell, blood magic is the end game of Doo-Ri Yu, who pours out the medium for all spells with blood.

“You said that was put into practice?”

“huh. But I think I know.”

“You think you know?”

“I just need a little help.”

“To whom?”

“To another me.”

Heila groaned and pulled something out of her pocket.

“...Uh this?”

A pair of rings and a small pendant. Familiar.

I took a deep breath and opened my mouth.

“Heyla. It’s not good for the kid either.”

The finger fumbling for the golden button froze. The reaction was very good, so I quickly continued talking.

“Because I came back from the dead today, so I’m almost a shell, right? I feel like I’m going to die of hunger because you didn’t even let me eat, and I have no energy at all.”

“And if you force it like this, who likes it? My body and mind are not ready, but will Mr. be fine?” The sense of victory and vitality that permeated his white face gradually faded. The smile, which had a faint presence in the first place, disappeared like snow on a spring day.

“So at least let me unpack this and fill my stomach at least.”

“...I need to fast.”

“Hey, am I a blood knight too? My body knows me better. If you eat some food and get some sleep, you’re right in the middle of the day right?”

After standing there for a moment, Heila slumps down on the bed. Soon the bloody snake melted away.

When asked to prepare a meal, Rowen hesitated for a moment.

But that’s for a while. Somehow, Heila, who seemed to be downcast, did not dissuade her, so she lowered her head and withdrew.

Perhaps thanks to what I had emphasized several times, Rowen, along with her husband, Hicks, prepared a meal with the energy to empty the food storage in the inner sanctuary. I, who was on the verge of starvation, faced her attack without retreating an inch.

Four bowls of pea porridge, two bowls of pork stew, a whole roasted chicken, six hard-boiled eggs, red onion, and two plates of marinated herring in lard with celery. The meal was finished only after the procession of food was finished.

“...Ah, I think I will live now.”

I don’t feel very full. Would you say that it seems to be decomposed in search of use as it is eaten? I could feel my body frantically absorbing calories.

Still, it’s much better than before, when I thought I’d die of starvation right away. His energy seems to have returned to some extent, and his mana has begun to wriggle.

I washed my body in the well in the basement of the castle tower, knocking on my stomach, but Heila was still sitting on the bed with her head bowed.

“...why are you doing that?”

“what.”

“Why are you so downcast?”

Heila, who had been silent, suddenly made a strange noise.

“I said it a while ago.”

” huh?”

“It’s hard, it hurts, and I hate you.”

Her eyes were already watery, so I couldn’t help but panic.

“Why are you suddenly like this?”

“Why do you do that?”

“uh?”

“Why do you hate me so much?”

“...No, I don’t really hate it.”

“lie.”

I blinked a little in embarrassment.

“Because I’m not sure where this conversation came from?”

“You won’t.”

“uh?”

“You won’t.”

While dazed by the unexpected words, Heila, misunderstanding my reaction, shut up.

Gooooooo.

Magical power flowed out of her as if it were wetting the floor. I felt it before, but the pressure of being possessed by 46 points of mana was truly enormous.

But it wasn’t something I couldn’t react to. No, it was rather easy to cope with each other when they were friends like now.

I quickly walked over and put my hand on the back of Heila’s hand.

” eww?”

She and I are blood mages. Both deal with blood and use blood as a source of power.

They belong to two families with a complex blood relationship from generation to generation, and they are relatively close blood relatives called cousins.

In a word, it was much easier to influence each other’s blood and the blood in it.

“This”

“I think order blocking is in a similar context to this.”

Heila’s blood mixed with mine.

From her point of view, it is difficult to filter out because they are so similar that they are difficult to distinguish from each other, and it is difficult to absorb because they originate from others.

As a result, neither she nor I lost control of our blood. Both of them were in the same state as having no magic power.

However, unlike me, who can show off her skills among superhumans without magical powers, Haila was just a healthy normal person without magical powers.

With time, Heyla, who possesses overwhelming magical powers and blood-generating skills, can absorb all of my blood and regain control. But what if you don’t give it time?

Her eyes widened as she pinched her pointed nose with her

“cold” fingers and covered her bright red lips with the palm of her hand.

“Uuuuu” “Don’t raise your magic power. Then I’ll let you go.”

“O uh ” 厂 9 ver.

“hurry.”

Independently of Heila’s will, the control of her magical power was shaking due to her rapid breathing. After being stubborn for a while, she stopped resisting and calmed down her magic power only after her face turned red.

“Yeah, that’s nice.”

Heila took a deep breath and pursed her lips for a moment. Then, as he had done a while ago, he blinked and let the water droplets flow through his eyes.

As if that wasn’t enough, she showed off a new look.

“Bastard.”

The beautiful features moved dynamically. Resentment, resentment, and resentment were properly mixed.

The feeling of ‘resentment’ is felt so clearly. So, as I once did, I immersed myself in her face as if I were admiring a work of art.

“O” 丁that .

Actually, as Heila said, I was going to stop teasing her in moderation, but...

“...I can’t do it today.”

“What?”

Heyla was instantly confused when he lifted her up with support under her thighs.

“what are you doing.”

“You have to keep doing what you are doing.”

“What are you talking about?”

“No?”

A hand brushed her back, and she closed her eyes. Trembling like an aspen tree.

I looked straight ahead with my eyes wide open.

Where was the momentum from earlier that was proud like a conqueror?

“You”

“It’s enough.”

He put his thumb between his red lips and whispered.

“Stop talking.”

He smiled. His breathing, which was already overpowered, stopped for a moment.