Chapter 66 – Let’s Block It With Great Stats
“Revival of the Witches’ Council?”
It’s a golden age.
Was there such a thing as a witch’s society in the first place?
“It seems you don’t know very well.”
“Didn’t all witches disappear during the Witch Hunt in Holien Law?”
He picks up a few words, as if he knows very well what he picked up from Cheryl before.
I don’t want to appear ignorant to this woman.
It was because I felt like if I looked ignorant to a woman who seemed mentally mature, she would treat me like a child.
“Of course, most of the witches passed away at that time, but a few witches, including myself, remain all over the continent and barely maintain the Witch Council. I am the head of the Witch Council.”
Aha.
So, Olivia, you were the leader of the remnants of the defeated soldiers?
Somehow, the pig girl, who seemed well over 50 years old, seemed unusual from the moment she said she was Master.
“Right. But I can’t find a reason to help the Witch Council?”
“You seem to have a close relationship with the Demon World. Witches are subordinate to demons. How about joining forces with members of the same demon realm?”
Listening to Olivia’s words, it seems that this woman also doesn’t know much about the Devil Alliance’s candidate system.
It’s just that I believe that I managed to get the demon king back by using some kind of trick.
“Do you think you and I belong to the same demon realm?”
“Isn’t it like that? No matter what, humans are, in the end, just accessories of the Demons.”
“No, you and I are different.”
Olivia may be partially right.
I felt it when I saw Belial killing Michelle, one of her followers, casually.
A witch is just a woman who has sex with demons for entertainment when they come down to the human world.
In the human world, witches are regarded as strong and frightening beings, but in reality, they are just toilets for demons.
What’s worse is that these women aren’t enough to be the devil’s libido quencher, so they’re proud of it.
Most of them would be women like Michelle, drunk on the meager power that the demons gave her with semen in her womb.
Because of that, he must have become a continental achievement and undergo a massive witch hunt.
It’s worth noting that you don’t have to go into detail.
In terms of martial arts, the courtesans of Hongruu accept the man’s lust for one night.
It means that they are no different from women who groan at the few pennies that are put between the breasts.
I’m also a candidate, but I’m a clown whose position can be stripped at any time if the demon lords lose interest.
This is why Olivia’s words are valid to some extent.
However, there is the biggest difference between a witch and a candidate.
I can go up to the Demon Realm after achieving certain achievements here.
In other words, you can become a devil or a demon.
There is a ladder of advancement.
On the other hand, witches are simply tools to relieve sexual desire for one night, and if abandoned, they become unlucky women who live longing for the night with that man forever.
“There is no reason to explain everything. And I have no reason to help you. I was going to offer my territory to the devil, but consider yourself fortunate that you passed safely.”
Drooling
The dragon is over.
To be precise, the real story hadn’t even begun.
He gestured that he was not interested in the story at all just to annoy Olivia.
Exit the cave without looking back.
Pounding
Will this woman catch me?
What should I do?
I’m curious.
With half expectation and half curiosity, I tried to leave the cave, and Olivia, as expected, did not disappoint me.
Bang bang
The entrance to the cave sealed off in front of my eyes.
It seems that the thick iron bars are shouting never to go out.
“… What is this?”
“Still, I thought he was a bit communicative. I was looking at the wrong person.”
“Wasn’t your offer a solicitation?”
“It was a notice. There was no rejection.”
There is a bleak energy in Olivia’s dark green eyes.
Fun year.
Let me try it sometime
I smile all the time
“Why are you laughing?”
“Can’t I even laugh on my own?”
“Let’s see if that smile comes out even if you know what my level is?”
Tuduk
And her woman took off her own necklace.
That necklace was a level shield.
Somehow, Michelle or Olivia couldn’t see the level.
The level should be visible even if you don’t use the devil’s eye, but it was strange why you couldn’t see it.
I thought my eyes were weird, but it wasn’t.
And the level of Olivia that appears.
[LEVEL: 54]
… 54?
Higher than expected
I was thinking mid 40’s.
If a woman who knows how to use magic is in her mid-50s, she shouldn’t be easily seen as a level 60 warrior.
So even I, whose status is in my early 60s, shouldn’t take this woman lightly.
Shit.
Did it turn out to be harder than you thought?
“As expected, seeing my level, the smile disappears.”
“Let me ask you one thing. What difference does it make if you subdue me here? Wouldn’t it all be useless if I eventually rejected your restrictions?”
I mean a reasonable opinion.
Even if you beat me, if I hate you, it’s over, right?
It’s not that there’s no means to force me.
“You see witches too easily. Do you think there are only witches in the world whose ego has been corrupted by being drunk with the power of the devil? There are women like me who pursue pure magic studies.”
It seems so.
Didn’t you simply line up in order of having sex with the devil and get the position of chairman?
Old Olivia is cute and pretty, but I don’t think she’s good at sex.
“Twenty years ago, when I accepted Michelle as her disciple, she has a demon bug that she made up just in case.”
Olivia takes her glass bottle from her bosom, barely revealing the outline of her breasts.
Inside the glass bottle, there are two creepy-looking black centipede-like creatures wriggling around.
“By the way, this worm is a mother-son relationship. They are connected by soul, so they can know each other’s life and death even from a distance. If the caterpillar is killed after feeding the caterpillar, the caterpillar that burrows into the brain of the host devours the entire brain and dies itself due to the shock of the death of the mother.”
What.
Isn’t that it?
It is the word of solitude in martial arts.
Being the owner of a web novel, I read quite a lot of martial arts maps.
There, shamans from the barbaric side or blood ties often appear as insects planted to prevent their followers from betraying them.
Jagodok and Mogodok.
Olivia was making them on the continent of Fantasia.
“So you’re saying you fed your student loneliness?”
“I don’t know what will happen. Of course, by the time Michel died, solitude had become meaningless, but I didn’t want to be stabbed in the back by someone I trusted.”
This woman also said that she was a harbinger of some kind of witches, but she is still insane.
It’s just like me that you don’t trust the people around you and set up various devices.
When people get older, don’t they naturally become less trusting of their surroundings?
It is unknown.
“Then please enjoy your solitude. After that, I will lead the revival of the Witch Society.”
“For a moment.”
“Why did you suddenly want to accept my offer? It’s late. I already lost my trust in you. Now, if you want, I will feed you solitude and listen to you.”
What a bullshit
I wonder how old he really is when he only talks about himself from earlier.
In a cave like this, the two of you might have lived hundreds of years.
“Shouldn’t you listen to my business as well?”
“Hoho, are you making a counter-offer to me? That’s kind of fun too. Let’s try it.”
I take her deep breath and tell her the thoughts I’ve been carrying in her mind all along.
“Olivia, be my woman.”
Doo
It was as if she said it with the heart of the main character who recruits her colleagues in [One Piece], A Japanese pirate manga.
In the manga, when the guy wearing the hat said this, everyone nodded while crying.
“… You are a joker.”
“I am not kidding. I liked you from the first time I saw you. Be my woman.”
Weird.
Olivia’s not the reaction I expected?
The mischievous laugh soon subsided and he completely straightened up.
In her beautiful deep green eyes, she even lives.
What is he
She didn’t intend to be full from the first drink, but her reaction was colder than I thought.
“Do you hate me? Not good as a man?”
Of course I know I’m short and not good looking.
But the women who got in and out of my bed never looked at me again?
Women who have tasted that pillar of fire know that a man’s looks aren’t everything.
“It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, so you’re already talking about my woman, right? I don’t even know much about you. It will be the same for you.”
“If you go through all of those things, you can’t even date, let alone get married. First of all, if we agree, we do it with our lips and our stomachs together. Don’t overcomplicate it.”
Wrong.
Olivia now looks at me with a hateful expression.
At first glance, Olivia, this woman is a witch who has lived her entire life among women.
What do you always say when you are with women?
Boyfriend swearing, husband swearing.
Of course, at the beginning of a relationship, I brag to the neighborhood that I like it.
But even that is short-lived.
For women who have been dating for years, swearing at their boyfriends, especially their husbands, is the truth.
Does that mean she hates her boyfriend or her husband?
Of course not.
She rather sympathizes with her words, and it hurts her loyalty when her friend goes along with her husband or her boyfriend.
I’m just talking to my man to relieve stress.
I don’t quite understand why that is.
The problem is a woman like this Olivia.
Her friends around her just wrapped up words to relieve her stress, and this woman, a natural born mother, becomes overly immersed and has a negative and defensive view of men.
Especially since Olivia has been living like this for so many years, she must be more aroused and repulsed by my confession.
“I have changed my mind. Originally, I was going to treat you politely as long as you didn’t resist even if I feed you solitude. But I will warn you in advance. I intend to feed you solitude and make you my pet dog. Reflect on yourself for neglecting a woman’s feelings while being put on a leash.”
Under.
Why do girls like dogs so much?
Do you like male puppies that much?
It’s hard not to have a man as a pet dog.
“Okay, then I’ll make a notice at this time. I will subdue you and make you my wife by force. I have no veto power.”
“Great. Let’s try it. Whether I will be your wife or you will be my pet dog.”
I feel like I’m losing something, but it doesn’t matter as long as I win anyway.
And when she becomes my wife, in the beginning, she will live a worse life than a pet dog.
So did May, so did Cheryl.
Olivia, wait for you too.
I will make it soon
Shall we start exploring first?
Now that Olivia has taken off her necklace, she suspects that the evil eye may be working.
Activate the Devil’s Eye skill right away!
Spot
-Status window-
Name: Olivia
Title: Witch, 7th grade mage
Occupation: Witches’ Order, Warlock
LEVEL: 54
Strength: 1 Dexterity: 2 Intelligence: 300 Luck: 40
Bonus Stat: 0
Karma Level: 240
Skill: Circle 7 or less [Wood + Dark] Attribute magic
Status: Hate
Ah.
He’s getting some stats.
First of all, it’s an intellect idiot.
Only 300 intelligence.
It’s the first time I’ve seen 300 in one event.
What the hell is that woman?
Her strength and agility are disappointingly low, so she thinks she should aim for that.
The 7th grade mage written on the title.
Duke Pierne, the owner of one of the top mage towers in the Gallic Empire, is known as a 7th-level wise man.
Then this green-haired woman must be a wizard of the same class as the grand duke.
You are a giant beyond imagination.
I didn’t know that such a human could be hiding in the forest.
Their momentum against each other is tight in the air.
Momentum is the atmosphere that naturally emanates from Dohapstadt.
In a word, it can be seen as a vibe that comes out of time.
Right now, the combined stats of this woman and I are between 350 and 450.
This should be considered at the same level.
It seems that Olivia also sensed that the momentum emanating from me was equal to mine.
Embarrassment spread across her face.
“I thought he was hiding something, but I didn’t expect it to be this much.”
“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”
“This is not an energy that a level 1 person can generate. I must make you my pet dog and make all those secrets my own.”
Do it if you can.
Anyway, there is an absolute unwritten rule in fantasy novels.
In a human battle, that is to say, in war, if the skill is the same, it is a wizard 〉 knight.
This is because wizards show higher destructive power in one-on-one battles.
On the other hand, in one-on-one, the knight 〉 is a wizard.
This is because it is very difficult for a wizard to block a knight who instantly strikes in close combat.
And I’m a balanced character, but anyway, my strength and agility stats are 125/125, and my opponent is only 1/2.
It’s not comparable in terms of physics.
Stop it with that great 300 intelligence stat.
