Chapter 70 – Black Flame Witch (2)
The flashing red eyes entangle me like a snake preying on its prey. I don’t know if it’s because of my mood, but it feels like the air around me is freezing cold.
On the other hand, I was just a frog facing a predator. What should I answer to avoid being eaten? As I was hesitant to answer, the elf moved his lips again.
“Master…… How long have you been here?”
Don’t panic, stay calm. Hmmm. After clearing my voice, I spoke as calmly as possible.
“It is not long. Thirty minutes must have passed.”
“Thirty minutes……. What have you been listening to?”
“What does that mean?”
I really didn’t understand and asked back, but the elf was looking up at me with a serious face. For some reason, the two eyes shake uneasy.
“Don’t be shy. Maybe I was talking in my sleep. Every time I have nightmares.”
“…… As you said, I did if I was talking in my sleep.”
“So, what did I say?”
“All I did was mutter not to go. The rest suffered from a fever and groaned. I swear.”
“Vow……. You said you swear…….”
The elf exhaled helplessly. At the same time, the cool air that surrounded them melted gently.
It seems that the crisis has passed, but the condition of the elves is still not good.
At other times, I would have gotten up right away and whined to sell, but now I was just looking up at the ceiling with my eyes half-open.
In addition, breathing was not easy, so I kept opening my mouth to inhale and exhale.
No matter how much the elf in front of me was a demon-like woman, seeing her struggling like this made me feel pity for her.
Even if you hate sin, shouldn’t you hate people?
I spoke to the elf with a worried look.
“Did you have a nightmare?”
The elf glanced at me once and nodded her head with a slight movement. She was so pale chin that you wouldn’t notice if you weren’t looking carefully.
“What kind of nightmare did you have that is why you are struggling so much?”
“If I had to argue, Master’s words are wrong.”
“What.”
“It is evil, but it is not a dream. It’s just a simple recall of memories. Sometimes…… All the memories, from when I was very young until now, are replayed with feelings of denial.”
The elf’s voice is hazy, like her dream her. But her pronunciation her was clear enough that I could hear what she was saying.
However, it is a bit difficult for me to understand. The elf muttered to himself as if he didn’t mean to be understood by me.
“I wish I could forget like humans…….”
The elf smiles bitterly at her and slowly closes her eyes. She looked much more at ease now, as her breathing her had become easier as she talked.
She seemed to be trying to put her back to sleep, so when I tried to get up, the elf raised her hand and grabbed the back of my hand that was covering her own forehead on her.
Her slender hand she grabs the back of my hand once and then slides down again. After being in a daze for a while at the meaningless action, I belatedly came to my senses and got up.
“Huh. You’re good at talking nonsense. Don’t be silly and go to sleep. I won’t let you go.”
The elf didn’t answer. He just quietly exhales his even breath with his eyes closed. Accepting that as permission, I went to visit without hesitation.
When I came out, I saw Harvey hanging around on the other side of the hall. Harvey, who found me while looking around, approached me brightly and with quick steps.
“My lord! Haven’t you been looking for a long time!”
“Me?”
“That’s right. It’s nothing else, because the witches are coming from the turbulent flow of weaving…….”
If it’s a turbulent flow of weaving, isn’t it the witch training academy? There would be no reason to come find me there.
“Did I ask why you came?”
“Yes. However, he said he would speak directly to the head of the family, so he was looking for the head of the household.”
“Hmm. How many people are you here?”
“Two people. One was a professor and the other a student. He is waiting for you in the drawing room. Would you like to go?”
The witch training academy, where the turbulent flow of weaving was established, is the western part of the empire. If they had come all the way to this central part of the country, it would have been a pretty tiring schedule even considering the witch’s unique flight.
Reluctantly, I didn’t want to waste their hard work.
“Let it go.”
“Yes, my lord.”
Harvey, bowing his head, turns around and walks away.
Following David, I arrived at the drawing room shortly after.
“The noble and prestigious Viscount Theorard, who is a sub-count trusted by His Excellency Count Leoberg and who is leading the Deharm family brilliantly, enters!”
I didn’t even ask, but Harvey shouted loudly and opened the door. Perhaps it was because the other person was a witch.
Fearing that the witch, who has a strong disdain for nobles, would cause trouble to me, she threatened to say, ‘Because the head of Deham is such a great person, be careful with your behavior!’
Harvey’s consideration was a little burdensome, but he didn’t show it as it was for me.
After clearing my throat, I entered the drawing room and saw two witches sitting at a table eating refreshments.
‘They say witches don’t age…….’
I heard that they were a professor and a student, but from the outside they looked the same age.
Still, it was possible to distinguish who was the professor and who was the student to some extent.
While the witch with her long, wavy hair was drinking tea, the bobbed-haired girl next to her was constantly talking about her.
Normally, the younger you are, the more curious and talkative you are about the world, so the girl with short hair was probably a student and the girl with wavy hair was a professor.
As I approached the table, assessing my opponent, a woman with wavy hair spotted me and she set down the tea.
“Ah. Lord Theorard.”
The woman got up from her seat and bowed unbecoming a witch.
“I am a senior professor at Luikus who is in the turbulent flow of weaving. The guy next to me is my disciple.”
The disciple who had been watching her stood up from her seat her and slightly bowed her head. Underneath lightly swaying light brown bobbed hair, inquisitive eyes twinkled blue.
“Oh, hello! It is said to be Paras going through the turbulence of weaving! Oh, cool… You are handsome!”
The sudden flattery is embarrassing. When I was at a loss for words, Louisus slapped Parras on the side to clear his voice.
“I am really sorry to see you suddenly without any notice. Please forgive me with the same heart as Hahae.”
“Okay. More than that, you guys are strangely respectful.”
“Yes? It’s strange to be treated with respect.”
“Yes? According to Dremeth, witches never bend to humans.”
At my words, Louisus laughed.
“Not bending over and not having mutual respect are two different things. As you know, the Dremes Witch is the head of the Dogwol Guild, so it seems that she spoke inappropriately to the head of the household. I am more curious than that.”
“What do you mean?”
“I was curious about how you got along with the head of the Dokwol union. The Dremeth witch must especially hate humans.”
“…… You don’t have to know.”
She couldn’t stand it because she was ashamed to say that she met through adult products. When I stopped pretending, Louisus didn’t ask anymore.
“All right. Then may I tell you the purpose of our visit to the mansion?”
“Speak.”
“Yes. In fact, rumors that the witch of black flames has recently returned are spreading widely, so the association entrusted me with the reinvestigation of Deharm Mansion. I heard that this is the place where the Black Flame Witch last visited.”
If she it’s a witch of black flame, isn’t she a person who is revered as a legendary existence among witches? I know that she is not only famous among witches, but also a great person who is often talked about among wizards.
Thinking that such a witch had visited my mansion gave her goosebumps.
“Is it really?”
“Yes? Ah yes. Maybe 18 years ago…… Don’t you remember?”
“Wasn’t 18 years ago when I was 5 years old? Well……. No matter how much I think about it, I can’t remember.”
“Ugh. It can be. Her childhood memories of her are easily worn out. Anyway, may I search around the mansion? There will be no harm to the head of the household.”
“Ah. Of course. I heard that the idol has returned, but I’m sure you want to find it. If I can be of any help, I will allow it.”
Louisus was a little surprised, as if he hadn’t expected me to give permission at once. But he soon regained his composure.
“Thank you very much for your permission. I will tell the association about the grace of the head of household. Then, I’m going to search around the mansion, so could you answer a brief questionnaire from Paras?”
It’s a questionnaire There was no reason to refuse.
“I will.”
“It’s nice to be clear. Thank you again.”
With a thin smile on his face, Louisus turns around and leaves the drawing room. Thanks to that, Paras and I became single.
The eyes looking at me are burdensome. After a moment of embarrassment, I gestured toward the chair.
“Sit down first.”
“Ah! Yes, yes!”
Parras quickly sat down, followed by me.
Rather, it is a questionnaire. When I stared at her, wondering what she wanted to ask me, who she didn’t know much about the Witch of Black Flames, Paras held her big cone in her arms her and her eyes twinkled.
“Hey……. Viscount Theorard, do you know the Black Flame Witch?”
“Not as much as you, but to some extent.”
“Wow! You know the black flame witch! As the family head knows, the Black Flame Witch is very strong, intelligent, and has a pulpit, right? I’m not kidding! I even saw it myself! Besides, he uses great magic as a spearless weapon!?”
“Hey. Calm down a bit……”
“She was very active even during the war, so the church called the witch of black flame a black devil. Isn’t that great? How strong would you have been if you saw only the witch of black flame in the church? And again… What was it Wait. Think about it.”
This something…….
It seems to have been misplaced.
*
After Theorard left the room, the elf woke up after a short sleep and changed into a maid outfit in a daze.
It didn’t feel too good, but I thought it would be better to move than to lie still.
Haam—After letting out a protracted yawn, she stretched out and left the room. The elf, who had been absent-minded for a moment, moved to the drawing room.
I was thinking of secretly forgetting the chocolate from Balgeum that Theorard had bought for me because I was attracted to sweet things when I was stressed.
The elf arrived at the reception room after casually saying hello to the servants he encountered, but hesitated before going inside.
Because Theorard was talking to her guest her. The problem was that the guest was the Paras he had met before in the mountains of Baron Brenu, in the western part of the Empire.
‘Why is he here….’
I don’t understand, but I didn’t think it would be good to meet. I wanted to eat chocolate, but I was about to go back to the relationship that I couldn’t help it.
─ Wow! You know the black flame witch!
The steps to go back stop. The elf leaned against the door and pricked up his ears. He thought he should listen to what Parras was talking about.
As if living up to the expectations of the elves, Parras listed the knowledge he knew in a confident voice.
– Among them, there is a thing called Gwangpung Black Lance, isn’t it? Literally, a huge wind whew! As it spreads, a black spear kwaaang! It’s a skill that gets stuck, but as a person who witnessed it, should I say that the heavens and the earth are shaking? Awesome anyway!
The elf’s ears turn red. It was because the sight of Paras explaining the witch of black flames while mentioning nonsensical technical names to Theorad was enough to give him shame.
─This is a secret, but when the Black Flame Witch uses this technique, she seems to be shouting’Gwangpung Black Spear!’Directly from her mouth of her. I haven’t heard of it in the mountains, but I’m sure.
The elf gripped the hem of her skirt tightly. Now beyond shame, some kind of hatred blooms.
─That’s right, unless you shouted out the technology name yourself, it doesn’t make sense that the technology name Gwangpung Black Slaughter Spear has been handed down for 20 years, right?
When he heard her, the elf bit her lower lip and trembled her shoulders. She thought she couldn’t forgive anymore.
‘You, I will definitely kill you.’
The elf, Paras, was very, very disliked for exaggerating her words in front of Theo Rad.
