Chapter 153 – Fair Fight (5)
Theorard was taken aback. He didn’t know that the word ‘lose’ would come out of the elf’s mouth.
As far as Theorard knew, an elf had never admitted defeat. Because he always acted like he knew everything and had the world at his feet.
Such an elf was admitting defeat in tears. He had Theorard in front of him, glazed like a glass thrown into the air compared to himself.
“You won…….”
The words that come out of his heart are scattered like a haze. The weak lips his trembled in despair. Theorard finally relaxed and looked at the elf.
Messy hair, depressed eyes, sweaty breasts, and a vagina dripping with semen are clearly visible.
Feeling Theo Rad’s gaze, the elf pulled the blanket over him to cover himself.
It’s an unusually gloomy look. No matter how much it was a match, the losing side was so depressed that I didn’t feel comfortable.
Theorard, who hesitated, quietly rose from his seat. Because he thought the elf should give him time to clear his mind.
“Wait here for a moment.”
Theorard strides forward, opens the door and leaves the room.
Thanks to that, in the room left alone, the poor elf crawled to the back of the bed and leaned against it.
The cool sensation makes your back feel cold. It was a distinctly different texture from the lower part of the body, where Theorad’s traces remained thick. As I was doing this, it felt like my confused mind was clearing up a little.
—Remember me
In the quiet space, the words left behind by Theorad from the distant past flash through my mind again.
Theorad, who was a villain, had a somewhat sad face. He was an elf who thought he was laughing at him at the time, but as time passed and the memories he had with Theo Rad began to pile up, he began to think differently.
Was Theorard really a villain? Maybe I’m mistaken. If my misunderstanding is correct, how many mistakes am I making?
‘Theorard…….’
What would have happened to me if I hadn’t met Theorard then. The slowly closing eyes make you imagine what you shouldn’t do.
‘I…….’
The curse of memory. The head that had forgotten his oblivion was taking out the unpleasant truths he had been through one by one.
‘I don’t want to think of it.’
I tried to deny it inside, but the memories didn’t stop playing. Memories I want to forget and terrible truths I don’t want to recall keep running through my head.
Giik-
At that time, a small noise made the elf’s thoughts scatter.
Looking up, I see Theo Rad pushing the door with his shoulder his, with two cups of black tea in each hand. Even though it was right after the relationship ended, she was wearing panties and a gown, as if she was paying attention to her dignity of her.
Theorard, who came closer, coughed. It was because it was ridiculous to see her serving black tea right after the relationship even though she thought to herself.
“…… Would you like a drink?”
Theorard awkwardly hands over the glass. The elf, who did not hate her consideration her, nodded slightly and accepted the cup.
As I held the glass with both hands, I felt the warm energy spread through my hands.
“…….”
The elf’s blank look is somehow cute. Theorard smiled lightly and went to the elf’s side and sat down with his back his leaning against the back of the bed.
So the two of them sipped tea in silence for a while. Theorad took a sip and the elf followed suit.
By the time the tea in the cup was half full, Theorard, who had noticed the elf, whispered in a low voice.
“You are attractive enough.”
The elf, suddenly wondering what she was talking about, turned her head and looked up at her Theo Rad. Theorard continued speaking while conscious of the elf’s gaze his.
“The reason I didn’t touch you during my stay in the Magic Tower wasn’t that you weren’t attractive. I’m also not the type to like women’s colors…… As you know, I promised to marry Esily.”
Theorard’s gaze was still forward. Although he was comforting, it was because he didn’t have the courage to talk face to face with the elf who was about to explode after losing the match.
“So don’t beat yourself up about it. Other than me, you-“
“I don’t like it.”
Theorard closed his mouth at the sharp short answer. I don’t know what he didn’t like, but there was nothing good about offending the elves.
I just inhaled the remaining black tea in my cup as naturally as possible. Although his shaking hands were a problem if that was the problem.
“…… Master. I want to ask you something.”
Theorard, who put down the teacup, looked back at the elf. There is a lively feeling in the red eyes mixed with nervousness and curiosity. It seemed that he had somehow shaken off his depressed mood.
“Lady Essilly, did you last longer than me?”
Theorard’s shoulders trembled. In addition, it felt like chicken skin was rising all over his body. How does the elf know he had an affair with Esily?
If you threatened me with that as an excuse, it would be a lot of trouble. The elf won’t be convinced by any excuse. Isn’t she a woman who treats the other person as a toy in the first place?
‘What should I say….’
Theorard, who was nervous beyond her limit, broke into a cold sweat, but the elf lightly shook her head as if telling her not to think anything strange.
“You don’t have to lie. Because she vaguely knows. I won’t bother the master with this as a problem. I’m just asking out of curiosity…….”
She didn’t get the gist of the question. From the elf’s point of view, this would be a good number to intimidate, but the fact that she doesn’t use it comes unexpectedly.
Anyway, if the elf didn’t come out aggressive, there was no reason why I couldn’t tell them. There was a possibility that the situation would get worse for no reason if she was evasive in the yard that everyone was caught.
“Little…”
Still, when I try to say it, I feel strangely ashamed. Theorard, who recalled his relationship with Esily, muttered in a hoarse voice.
“It lasted a little longer.”
“Is that so.”
A bitter smile spreads across the elf’s lips his. The elf, who had been fidgeting with her fingers and fixing the teacup, licked her lips with her last hope.
“Aren’t my breasts bigger though?”
“…… Sorry. I don’t think so.”
Honest answers harden the elf’s body. After a while. Tears welled up in the eyes of the elf who lowered his gaze. She was as pitiful as watching a cat deprived of fish.
Theorard, who belatedly realized his mistake her, stood up with a cup of tea. It was because it seemed that the elf would be angry if he stayed by his side of her.
“And, bring me some snacks.”
The elf who hurriedly left the room felt unkind to Theorard.
*
‘What kind of ulterior motive is that woman?’
In the junior suite on the 43rd floor, Weedra, who was lying on the bed, looked up at her ceiling, frowning.
Upon receiving her invitation her and arriving at the Mage Tower, Benelia, the third princess of the empire, contacted me shortly after. Seeing this as an opportunity to broaden her network her, Redra gladly accepted the call of her princess her.
However, the princess’s request for her was truly outrageous.
‘To buy all the witches who work as mercenaries…….’
If it was to buy one or two mercenary organizations, even Weed Red had the idea of proceeding with her contract her with her joy her. She said that she would buy all the private mercenaries run by the witches, but that is different.
‘There must be an ulterior motive.’
No matter how close the war was, there was definitely a strange corner of Benelia who would hire all the witches at her own expense her. In addition, it was Benelia’s personal choice to use her witches in the war, not the opinion of the imperial family.
Redra, who did n’t understand that, had several talks with her Benelia, but Benelia seemed unwilling to reveal her plans her until her contract was sealed.
She merely promised her future indifferently with her bored eyes.
─ Do you think the pact made in Walpurgis Night will last forever? The Cult of Balance still doesn’t recognize you, and my father only thinks of you as mere chess pieces.
—The majority of the people watch you with unclean eyes. The gentleman in the street jokes that he is more sincere than you, and the prostitute in the red light district says that he is nobler than you. The nobles look down on you, openly ignoring the pact they made on Walpurgis Night.
– I’ll ask you once. Is this the equality you have achieved? Can we say that the current empire is the equality achieved by slaying the blood of colleagues and risking their lives? Will I be able to live my life contentedly?
─ If you are satisfied with the current situation, just sit still. If you like ostensible equality, you have no intention of interfering. However, if there is even the slightest dissatisfaction in your hearts, if you want to resolve that dissatisfaction with true equality…….
-Take my hand.
You could feel the spirit in Benelia’s leisurely way of holding out her hand. However, Weedra was overtaken by her decision. For she had a feeling that Benelia was her dangerous coin her.
‘A crazed swindler, or an unapologetic revolutionary.’
Is it a revolution or a scam? Weeredra still hasn’t made up his mind. It was because she lacked the standard of judgment to bet the fate of all her witches on the princess.
“This is the chairman of the board—!”
In the midst of worrying over and over again, a frivolous cry is heard. As I raise my upper body and look toward the door, sure enough, Paras runs up and trips over the threshold.
“Ugh-!”
Courage! Parras, who had rolled on the floor ungainly, groaned and stood up. The thought of asking if he’s okay disappears in such a pathetic wind.
“It hurts…….”
Parras, who wiped the dust off her clothes with tears in her eyes, turned to Weedra. Her paras her, where she had been absent-minded for a moment, made a fuss over her.
“Chairman! Wow, this is a great event! I-I just found out a great secret!?”
I’ll say something weird again. Like the cat behind which store is cute, or the coffee in Jedo is too bitter and tastes like poison……. Above her sigh her, Ledra narrowed her eyes.
“What’s your big secret?”
“That’s it, I met the apprentice of the witch of black flame!”
“Student? What bullshit is that-“
“Because I saw it! Viscount Theorard using the same location note as the witch of black flame!”
Theorard? Isn’t it an aristocrat who became a star by perfecting artificial rain magic and showing tremendous magic in a lecture?
Weedra, who was intrigued, nodded her head as if to continue. Thanks to that, Paras clenched both of her fists and continued the conversation without interruption.
“Because I was warned by the witch of black flame while writing on the witch channel before? But the location note Viscount Theorard uses, well, the ID and unique number are the same! And I heard from Viscount Theorard that the Black Flame Witch supports Princess Benelia!”
The witch of black flame and ID and unique number are the same. If another witch had said this, she would have scolded her for not talking nonsense, but Paras is the one who directly encountered the witch of black flame.
I don’t know why, but it was correct to assume that there was some sort of connection between Paras and the Black Flame Witch. In addition, since he was a character who could not lie, his words did not lack credibility.
Assuming that Paras’ words were true, it was understandable that Theorard’s magical knowledge and skills his were superior.
‘Come to think of it, the place that disappeared 18 years ago was also the Deharm Mansion.’
There was a possibility that the Witch of the Black Flame accepted Theo Rad as a disciple for some reason, and that the Deharm family was hiding the Witch of the Black Flame.
But to think that the Witch of Black Flame, who always fought on the front lines for the rights of witches, supported Princess Benelia…….
‘Is Benelia in contact with the Black Flame Witch?’
I do not know. If Hana Paras’ words were true, he had no choice but to positively review the deal with Benelia. Weedra, who was struggling, looked at Paras with her serious face her.
“Parus. Bring your location notes. I want to see the record of your conversation with the Black Flame Witch.”
“Uh, yes? I can’t see it because I deleted it…….”
“I do not care. Because I have administrator privileges.”
“Ah. Uh, that’s it……”
Paras, who had been hesitant, looked away stupidly. Wiledra, who did not understand, frowned between her brows her, and Farras felt the moisture all over her body her burning.
‘It’s a big deal…… !’
It was because the diary in which she cursed at the director every day before going to bed remained in her location notebook her.
