Chapter 1207 – #284_The Witch Of Proverbs (6)
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1.
Something is off.
Siwoo, caught in the grand self-destruction, barely managed to hold onto his fleeting consciousness.
“What the hell was that?”
Since the battle began, he had seen two illusions.
In the first illusion, Siwoo lured Orselia close, blew off her head and the mark.
After that, he heard her, who had calmly revived, say nonsense like, ‘Aren’t you going to do time?’
When he regained his senses and returned to reality, his right arm was gone.
Until then, he thought it was just a delusion.
He thought that during the brief moment he lost consciousness during the clash, the memories and combat instincts imprinted in his brain had mixed and created a plausible fabrication.
However, Orselia said in ‘reality.’
‘Well, rather than a terrifying murderer who fondles a lady’s pure chest and then twists her head off.’
That meant she had glimpsed Siwoo’s illusion.
He thought something was suspicious, but he decided that allocating cognitive abilities to an unclear event was a waste.
He focused on the battle for now.
“What do you mean, ‘what the hell’? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t bullshit me. Who do you think you’re fooling?”
“Isn’t it foolish to ask a magician about the principles of a trick?”
Orselia giggled, acting mysterious.
Like Siwoo, who was caught in the explosion, Orselia was not normal either.
There were bloodstains all over her spirit body, which had bizarre mouths sprouting everywhere, and the blue veins, swollen by the distortion field, were also noticeable.
Even Erysichthon’s tentacles, which had been full of murderous intent, looked somewhat dejected.
Nevertheless, Orselia was relaxed.
It was as if she was confidently declaring that everything would go according to her plan.
And intuitively, this was no coincidence.
The illusion that they had agreed to a bed battle a little while ago, and the fact that they had been intimately intertwined in it, were all illusions.
Illusions led by Orselia.
It was probably some kind of suspicious magic she was using.
His vigilance skyrocketed to the max.
What on earth did the series of illusions mean?
No enemy would waste time on meaningless entertainment during a life-or-death battle.
Moreover, Orselia, who was a seasoned enemy, would not waste her actions on useless magic.
“……”
To win this fight, he had to figure out what the illusions were and deal with them.
First, he had to make sure he didn’t lose consciousness.
2.
Siwoo and Orselia strolled through the city that was destined to be destroyed.
A medieval port city that would have been crushed in less than three minutes if the two had exerted just 10% of their power.
A spooky city where people had vanished.
Orselia walked lightly through the dark back alleys like a stray cat.
“It’s interesting. This city is almost too good to destroy.”
“It’s gloomy, hot, humid, and I hate it.”
“There aren’t many cities that are so well-preserved in their old form. It’s a really good place to feel nostalgia, wouldn’t you say?”
“…Is that so?”
Should this be called a blessing in disguise?
Fortunately, the conversation with Orselia went well.
Siwoo knew it well.
Most enemies are evil.
However, if asked if all enemies were absolute evil, Siwoo would hesitate to answer.
Some, like Linne, might be lost witches, and others, like Dorothy, might only feel regret for their lives.
The Witch of Proverbs, Orselia Limos, was a similar case.
Siwoo learned about her situation.
Orselia had shown Siwoo her inner world and made him feel it.
Erysichthon was a familiar suffering from endless hunger.
Orselia, who was almost one with that familiar, could not help but feel a hellish deficiency that was hard to endure with a clear mind.
It was an appetite that could not be satisfied no matter how much she ate, a lust that was not resolved even after several climaxes, a spiritual hunger that even God could not save, and an unquenchable thirst.
It was truly terrible.
She was hungry enough to feel the stomach acid burning her shrunken stomach walls,
Thirsty enough to feel her tongue cracking from the desert-like dryness.
She was consumed by lust like a man who had never ejaculated in his life seeing a naked woman,
And the feeling of her soul being torn apart and floating on muddy water, incomplete, was utterly lonely.
Siwoo had only felt it for a moment, but Orselia had lived with these sensations for at least hundreds of years.
He wondered how she managed to live a normal life.
“If you fulfill what you promised, I will also fight against Duke Errelim. I will help you return to the place you want to go back to.”
Fortunately, Siwoo found a way to solve Orselia’s hunger.
It was a coincidence, but a very fortunate one.
They were able to coordinate smoothly without having to risk their lives.
It was also significant that they had brought a 24th-level being to their side.
It was an ideal situation.
“You just need to fill our lacking parts. Then we will become the puzzle that fills your lacking parts.”
“Us? Not you?”
“Oh, haven’t I told you about this?”
Orselia stood naturally in front of a building, in front of a bewildered Siwoo.
“Why are we here?”
“There are people I want to introduce you to.”
“Who else is here?”
“Of course, they’ve always been with me.”
The exterior of the building looked familiar.
It was the chapel that Siwoo and Deneb had used as a base for their bee sex and temporary residence in the past.
In the gradually darkening streets, a particularly strong purple light was flowing out.
Well, there wasn’t really any other suitable building to stay in around here….
“Go on in.”
-Creak
When he opened the antique door handle, the interior scene was revealed along with the creaking of the old door.
“……?”
Siwoo’s eyes widened.
The chapel, which would have been quite impressive in that era but looked crude to modern eyes, had been transformed into a luxurious space as if it had been remodeled.
Whether they had cast a separate space magic inside, the ceiling was much higher than it appeared from the outside.
It was like a boutique hotel lobby that harmonized the old-fashioned with modern beauty.
But what really surprised Siwoo was not just the remodeling.
“Welcome!”
“Hehe, is he a new friend?”
“Orselia! You’re being cowardly again, keeping him all to yourself!”
“Waaaaa…. He’s cute.”
“What do you mean, ‘cute’ if you like him? He’s not cute at all. He’s just handsome.”
Inside the lobby, there were far more witches than expected, welcoming Siwoo.
Between about 50 and 60.
In fact, with Siwoo’s dynamic vision, he could perfectly count a two-digit number with a quick glance.
The reason why the estimate was about 50 to 60 was because the witches who came to greet Siwoo were in such a state that he couldn’t bear to look at them.
“Ahaha! His face is red!”
“He’s such a softie.”
“Handsome oppa, won’t you play with me?”
From the school uniforms that were not at all ordinary and were cut off here and there, to the seductive older sister wearing only high heels, a rabbit headband, fishnet stockings, and a garter belt, the baby doll lingerie that showed all her skin and major parts, the modified nurse uniform, the maid outfit, and so on….
They were all wearing suggestive outfits that stimulated male fantasies.
Each of them was a witch with their own strengths.
The witches, who were as proud as they were pretty, were dressed like dancers in a strip bar.
Only for Siwoo.
“……”
The witches stared at Siwoo with seductive and decadent smiles.
The witch with the sexy beauty mark, who had made eye contact with him a little while ago, winked and made a suggestive expression.
It was like a situation where a small academic society had used a hypnosis app to cause a change in common sense.
“What the, what…. No, more than that, there were this many people?”
He didn’t know what method they used.
But if this many people had joined Orselia’s side, Siwoo would have been helpless.
“Why are you so surprised? I’ve repeatedly said that I don’t want to fight you, but only want to become one with you.”
“Then what’s with this getup?”
“What do you mean, ‘this getup’?”
“Why are they all wearing those kinds of clothes?”
Orselia, with her arm around his waist, escorted Siwoo into the chapel.
“Isn’t it obvious? You promised to fill our deficiencies. The discussion about the method should have been over, right?”
“Ah.”
“Do you remember?”
Siwoo belatedly remembered the fact he had briefly forgotten due to the overwhelming scene.
It wasn’t difficult.
“Okay. I just have to close my eyes and bury myself in this. Right?”
“That’s right.”
“Doesn’t it seem a little too casual?”
“Not at all?”
At that moment, a witch came running from somewhere and stood next to Siwoo.
She was a short and cute cat-like girl with an adorable, yet extremely revealing maid outfit.
It was almost like she was wearing only an apron over her naked body.
“Dinner is ready.”
The maid, who was full of curiosity, smiled mischievously when she made eye contact with Siwoo, who was quite embarrassed, and added.
“Please call me Luna, Master.”
When Siwoo looked displeased, she lightly grabbed his butt and let go, sticking out her tongue.
“More importantly. Shall we eat first? You’ll need to use a lot of strength.”
“Yeah, let’s eat something first.”
Because the terrible hunger he had felt when he was connected to Orselia’s inner world was still lingering like phantom pain, Siwoo followed Orselia to the dining room.
The other witches also followed into the dining room, chatting among themselves or throwing short flirtations at Siwoo.
Siwoo took a seat on a large sofa, and the witches naturally gathered around him.
“Just stay still. Relax, relax.”
“Your skin is so pale. Do you have a secret?”
“Oh my, I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“It’s an honor to meet you like this.”
Two of them stood behind Siwoo and massaged his shoulders, and two others took off Siwoo’s shoes, who had put his feet on the footrest.
Two others brought warm towels and carefully wiped each of his fingers as if caressing them, and one each sat on either side to serve him.
There were also many who deliberately made sticky contact or rubbed their chests against him for no reason.
Orselia sat at the long table opposite him.
On the table, a feast of delicacies offered by the naked witches was piled high.
“I will eat well.”
Orselia smiled at Siwoo, who was still dumbfounded, and raised her glass.
