Chapter 673 – #136_Duel!
#673
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The Silent Witch’s mansion was magnificent, as if built on a foundation of ‘luxury’ with pillars of ‘extravagance.’
Even if it was smaller than the Geminai Count’s estate in terms of size, the reception room for guests was as beautiful as a historic royal building.
After a brief greeting, Siwoo sat in the reception room, looking around.
The marble floor shone brilliantly.
The plush sofa looked like it would swallow you whole if you sat on it.
The interior, which contrasted the dark room with bright lighting to highlight its splendor, somehow reminded him of the twins’ place, stirring up a strange nostalgia.
But now was not the time to indulge in such sentiments.
Let’s rewind a bit to early this morning.
As soon as Dorothy left Hyangwolru, Siwoo went to find Linne.
Perhaps it was because of the Holstein Show he had put on with Dorothy all night, but Linne’s gaze towards Siwoo was full of wariness and disgust.
‘I heard that the Silent Witch possesses Manya and Malisha.’
‘So?’
Siwoo hesitated for a moment before delivering his prepared lines.
‘Since we’re here, I’d like to try them both. I’m also curious about what kind of person the Silent Witch is, and I’d like to meet and talk to her.’
It seemed that pretending to be half-crazy, rather than trying to be ambiguously nice, had been a great help.
No matter what he asked for, the single phrase ‘I want to have sex’ explained his motivation.
‘…….’
The cold look Linne gave him at that moment would probably remain etched in his memory forever.
Linne kept her mouth shut.
She didn’t say it, but it felt like she was thinking, ‘Isn’t what you did with Dorothy yesterday enough?’
Her demeanor had already gone beyond contempt to the point of treating him like a grotesque, alien creature.
Just a few days ago, Linne hadn’t even changed her expression, but now she was capable of this level of three-dimensional reaction.
He felt a sense of minor accomplishment.
She sighed softly and said,
‘That’s not a reason to skip sparring.’
‘One day is enough.’
After speaking shamelessly, what followed was a tense moment.
The character he portrayed in front of Linne was a degenerate disciple obsessed with sex.
This concept had concealed much of Siwoo’s schemes and underlying intentions.
The problem was that it didn’t guarantee he could get away with any kind of nonsense.
The reason Siwoo could remain a disciple in the first place, and why some of his foolishness was tolerated, was purely because of his potential to contribute to Linne’s strength.
What remained was a balancing act.
Siwoo’s indulgence and Linne’s expectations that allowed her to overlook that indulgence.
It was important to find a middle ground.
And Siwoo judged that he was still within the safe zone.
‘Master, listen to me.’
‘Speak.’
‘Either way, I’m going to live in this world from now on. I like that very much. I don’t have to hold back anymore, worrying about the unnecessarily righteous Tiferet Duke.’
I’m sorry, Master.
I miss you.
‘I don’t intend to stay only in the courtyard of Hyangwolru forever. To do that, I need to broaden my connections in various fields. The Silent Witch would be a good connection, wouldn’t she? Also…’
‘Enough.’
Linne waved her hand, cutting him off.
‘Do as you please.’
It felt half-resigned, but he easily obtained a one-day pass.
Being allowed to visit alone was an unexpected bonus.
The Silent Witch’s mansion wasn’t far from Hyangwolru, and it seemed their long-standing friendship had played a significant role.
After waiting for about five minutes.
“Here, some tea.”
With a clinking sound, the Silent Witch brought out the tea.
The clear, transparent orange tea swirled in the elegant cup.
“Wow, this is amazing. I never thought I’d see a male witch in my life.”
The Silent Witch, Rosie Alu, sat on the opposite sofa, crossing her legs.
She rested her chin on her hand, sending an endless stream of curious glances.
A house usually reflects the owner’s personality at a glance, but Rosie was quite out of sync with the mansion she lived in.
In other words, her appearance was quite flamboyant, unlike the static atmosphere of the mansion.
First of all, she had a two-tone hair color that looked like something an idol or a girl band’s main vocalist would have, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
The colors were deep blue and mint.
Witches were generally considered to be absolute beauties, so it wasn’t that it didn’t suit her, but it was quite unfamiliar.
Witches generally preferred old-fashioned styles.
If that was all, Siwoo would have let it slide.
So what if she had two-tone hair?
You could see it often enough just by walking around the busy streets of Seoul.
But Rosie’s boldness in breaking away from the old-fashioned image of a witch didn’t stop there.
-Clink, clink
Even with the slightest movement, the source of the metallic clinking sound was her ears.
She had earrings and piercings that looked painful just to look at.
Combined with her punk-style outfit, including a leather jacket, it was as if he was watching the rebellious phase of a silver-spoon daughter who had only ever received love.
“Why are you staring like that?”
Rosie chuckled, noticing Siwoo’s gaze.
“Doesn’t it hurt?”
“This?”
“Yes.”
Rosie brushed her hair behind her ear, showing her ear.
The piercings, blooming like flowers, sparkled in the light.
“This one didn’t hurt at all. But these ones here and here made me tear up a little. Wanna see?”
Then, she pointed to her chest and lower abdomen, grinning, and looked at Siwoo, as if gauging his reaction.
She probably expected him to be flustered, but…
If it was her taste, he had heard about it from Alice.
She was smiling brightly, but her true nature was that of a cruel sadist who enjoyed piercing holes in other people’s bodies.
She was like a flamboyant poisonous mushroom that you wouldn’t dare approach.
Takasho said that it was enough if a woman was pretty, but Siwoo, who had suffered a lot from pretty bitches, couldn’t easily agree.
Also, knowing that she was a pure lesbian, there was no need to have any strange expectations.
“Yes, let’s take a look.”
When he replied calmly, Rosie giggled, calling him a ‘pervert, pervert.’
She was naturally high-spirited, but it seemed she was quite excited to meet Siwoo.
“So, where’s your mark? Mine’s here.”
Rosie’s gaze, which had been stroking her lower abdomen, turned to Siwoo’s massive phallus.
He took off his eyepatch.
“Not there, but here.”
When his brilliantly shining golden magic eye was revealed, Rosie’s eyes widened, showing immediate interest.
“I want to see it up close.”
“Go ahead.”
It wouldn’t wear out just by showing it, and he had to build rapport right now anyway.
He had to create a build-up to naturally extract Manya and Malisha.
Rosie jumped over the table in an instant and sat next to Siwoo.
Up close, he could see that the band that existed within her reddish-pink iris was a circle lens.
“I can’t see it well.”
Rosie lifted his eyelids with two fingers, like an ophthalmologist, and stared intently.
Not satisfied with that, she straddled Siwoo’s lap, as if sitting on a saddle, and began her observation.
“It’s pretty. It’s like a living Persian rug.”
She stared, mesmerized, at the geometric patterns densely engraved in his eyes.
It was definitely a unique eye.
He still found it strange sometimes when he looked in the mirror, so it must be even more so for others.
“I want to take it out and keep it.”
“Hey now.”
“Hehe, just kidding.”
Rosie, who had made a joke that didn’t sound like a joke, returned to her seat without any regrets.
Not much conversation had taken place, but the impression of the Silent Witch he had observed so far was…
She was like a witch who truly lived as she pleased.
At first glance, she seemed like a carefree older sister you could relax with, but beneath the surface, there was an indescribable, transparent madness.
Of course, it was possible that his preconceptions were at play.
“I gave you tea, so you show me some magic.”
“Yes, it’s not a difficult task.”
After that, it was a simple talent show.
He showed her how he could create armor from shadows and how he could easily deploy a force field.
Even though it was nothing special, Rosie watched with eyes more excited than if she were watching a dolphin show.
Her mouth was agape, and her bright eyes didn’t miss a single one of Siwoo’s movements.
“Oh! Oh! Oh!”
Since her reaction was good, he also showed her how he could pump up his magic power through a small halo he created, and Rosie was ecstatic.
“Thank you for watching.”
Siwoo bowed elegantly, like a magician who had finished a performance.
Rosie, who had been clapping her hands, looked more excited than before and started drooling.
Not figuratively, but literally drooling.
“Sss… Wow, I thought you were unusual when I heard you stabbed Linne, but you’re really amazing.”
“You flatter me.”
The smile on Rosie’s face faded, and a gleam swirled in her irises, which had seemed like those of a thoughtless young lady.
“But you know, why did you suddenly want to see me? Linne didn’t tell me properly.”
The recreation was over, and now was the main event.
Her voice was filled with various speculations, expectations, and a faint scent of suspicion.
And for good reason. Even if he was a temporary disciple, Siwoo was a captive.
For him to request a private meeting with the Silent Witch, whom he had never met, was a sufficiently strange situation for Rosie.
“Ah, well, that’s because…”
He had prepared a sufficient countermeasure for that.
Thanks to the information provided by Dorothy.
For reference, this information would also serve as a stepping stone in the process of securing Manya and Malisha.
“I heard you’re good at Position Board.”
“Position Board?”
The moment the words ‘Position Board’ came out, Rosie’s eyes changed again.
The expression ‘flipped out’ was the most appropriate.
“I came because I wanted to play against you.”
“Let’s do it right now!”
The Silent Witch, Rosie Alu, was a severe duel addict who was crazy about Position Board.
