Chapter 50 – Ep.3 – Arwen (1)
Mouth…!
Can’t wear it!
Even if she didn’t intend to load it, Delrin, knowing that it would be very fucked up if even the last bastion was sealed, contemplated, crawled over to Chichi and pointed at her mouth and screamed.
“Eup, uh uh! Uh uh uh!”
To break the spell from her own mouth,
She restlessly clings to Chi-Chi.
“…”
However, Chichi is in a very serious trouble right now, so I can’t afford to fix his mouth.
‘What? What the hell have I missed?’
Chichi adds all sorts of hypotheses to the incomprehensible Delrin’s magic resistance and wonders what the hell it is.
Why did only his own silence magic… Only useless low-level magic work properly?
“Delrin. I’ll try a few more times. Be patient.”
“Ugh! Ugh!”
Delrin shook his head desperately and vehemently refused to use any more spells on him.
Chichi had already drawn all of his magic circles.
Dozens of extra searches for Delrin’s constitution that continued after that…
50 kinds of magic,
Different types of magic…
As a result, Chi-Chi draws a conclusion.
[Delrin deflects only perfect magic.]
If the magic circle is drawn incorrectly, or if you intentionally draw the magic circle with the strength to use other witches’ level magic, Delrin will be hit by the magic intact.
“Ah! It hurts!”
Also, even if you use it directly without drawing a magic circle, if you slightly subtract the power or use it ‘deliberately less perfectly’, the magic will be intact.
“Stop! Don’t…!”
I don’t understand what the hell this is.
Chichi repeats the confused result and mumbles while wandering here and there trying to figure out the principle.
“What the hell… Why did all the magic that was written with sincerity bounce off…”
“It’s okay… Please stop…”
However, it was impossible to understand that mana and her constitution in a short time.
Eventually, the scheduled time to bring another man came to pass.
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Night!
The moon has risen.
Under the moon that spreads blue light all over the world, Chichi rides a broom and sweeps the night sky.
“…”
Delrin’s mysterious body structure lingers in her mind.
I’m sure you have talent, but
Maybe he hasn’t opened his eyes yet, and he can’t even feel his mana.
Even he himself is not properly aware of mana.
What is it?
What makes her perfect magic unravel?
And, why is it not affected by other spells?
First of all, you should quickly learn from the flow of mana, then grab a blade and study it in more detail.
Same time.
Delrin, too, is seriously pondering his abilities, clutching his tingling ass.
“Huh… You bastard…”
Of course, it would be more correct to see it as an expression of sadness and anger towards the fucking writer rather than a concern, but
Somehow, in the midst of those negative emotions, Delrin continues her quest for herself.
Reject magic? Resistance? As Chi-Chi said, she neutralized some of her magic pretty well, but
And now that I think about it, did I not suffer from things like Philmarck’s poison or curse?
Of course, there is a possibility that such things are not considered magic in another world.
Or maybe it’s because the idiot writer didn’t make detailed settings properly, so setting conflicts occur here and there?
“Aww…”
Yes, it will.
How can a psychotic bastard who writes obscenities like perverted male characters be normal?
Delrin lay on his bed rubbing her ass while muttering curses at the bastard.
“…”
On the soft bed, Delrin comforts herself after wiping away her tears.
After all, the only person who praises himself for enduring well today is himself.
It’s been a really tough day.
Really…
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The next morning.
An unpleasant wake that feels a throbbing buttocks before the warm sunlight.
Delrin pulls herself up, hearing both rattling and chewing.
“What…”
Chichi greets him when he wakes up.
“Are you awake?”
And, another voice.
“You’re up!”
At the unrecognizable childish voice, Delrin dug her ear hole, wondering if she had heard it wrong.
A bright voice once again confidently greets Delrin, who did not accept her greeting soon!
“You woke up!!”
Delrin was startled and looked towards the table where her voice had come from.
Sitting there is a small boy who is eating pumpkin porridge as if possessed by something.
At first glance, he is a very young looking boy.
“What, what is it?”
Delrin asked, looking at Chi-Chi and the boy in bewilderment, and the answer he got was simple and clear.
“Are you the boy who will replace you?”
“What crazy! Are you really crazy!?”
Delrin hurried out of bed, the veins standing in her neck, and strode towards Chi-Chi.
“He… You use him as a teaching aid instead of me? And then you… Eeeee!”
Of course, the curse of Philmarck, still engraved on his ankle, gives him terrible pain without exception.
No matter how angry he is, he shouldn’t use his ankles, but Delrin seems to have forgotten about it for a moment because of the anger and contempt that rose to the tip of his head.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah…”
“What are you doing…? Oh, this is…”
Chi-Chi examines Delrin’s ankle.
Chichi clicks her tongue as she sees the pattern on her ankle that is clearly engraved every time she inflicts pain.
“It’s a curse. It’s a pretty strong curse. Why didn’t I know until now? Ah… Come to think of it, I just took it with me by burning it here and there. Why don’t you tell my sister? Of course, even my sister can’t solve it easily.”
“Kkeuheugh… Shit haircut…”
“Is this brother having a lot of headaches…?”
The boy who had walked along looked down at Delrin with a worried look.
Seeing that pitiful face made Delrin even more angry, glaring at his chichi and gritting her teeth.
“Like that… Young Aer…”
“Huh? Are you young?”
Witches want men who will be used as training materials for a long time, so they bring only those who are young and healthy.
“Arwen. How old did you say?”
“Fifteen!”
“They say you’re 15. How young are you? Besides, you don’t look particularly different from me, do you?”
“No! No way. No way…”
Delrin grabbed her ankles and pulled her up from afar, clutching her cheeks.
“Oh?”
“This, this isn’t it…! At least bring a grown man…”
“Delrin. What if I fight against Master like this? Tsk…”
In exchange for grabbing the collar, Delrin’s pants pull down as she stands.
There is only one thing to do next.
Pair- Pair- Jjaak-
“Uhhhhh… It hurts…”
Delrin sits down and trembles at the heat on her buttocks a total of ten times, while the boy next to her whispers.
“Hyung. You can’t fight against your sister! You’re getting scolded!”
You idiot…
I’m doing this to protect you…
“Yes. Arwen is such a nice kid. But Delrin doesn’t seem to be able to understand what he’s saying. It hurts my heart, doesn’t it?”
“It’s okay… It’s okay… Anyway, please let him go…”
“Another half word!”
Chichi pulls Delrin from the floor and puts it on her lap.
And.
Pair- Pair- Jaaak- Jaaak-
The pain in the butt that really wants to explode.
Delrin now crawls on her ground, weeping profusely.
“Ughhhhh?
In the end, he decides to stop rebelling against Chi-Chi and try to ignore the boy.
No, nonsense.
It’s my fault for caring about a boy like that when I’m busy living.
“Delrin hyung! Are you sick…?”
In the end, Delrin turns her eyes away from the boy who shows a worried face without knowing anything.
“Because it doesn’t hurt…Just go…”
I made an effort though.
I did my best to keep it!
That, and I can’t afford to help you…
I have no strength, no ability…!
“Yes. You’ve come to your senses now. Right? Don’t worry about anything else and start meditating here. I’m going to even feel mana today, so just focus. If you’re dealing with…”
Chichi’s hand grabs Delrin’s tingling ass and kneads it. Even in that kneading sensation, I still feel the pain.
“Ahhh…!”
“You know? Do it right. Focus on it. It’s all for you, so don’t be distracted and do it right. Do your best.”
“Oh, that’s okay… Not that ass…”
“Yes. My sister believes in you, Delrin. I don’t have much time. You have to learn magic quickly. At least you have to be able to protect yourself. That way, you can withstand the invasion of Mr. Philmarck and Mr. Neva? Can learn, huh?”
“I got it…!
Chichi doesn’t feel guilty at all.
No, rather, he genuinely disapproves of Delrin, who suddenly jumps at him.
You brought another man for him, and you keep teaching him magic?
But do you dare to be angry? Don’t you know grace?
..That’s sad.
It may be because of the customs of the witch society that do not even treat men as human beings, but it may also be because of her characteristic that she cannot easily sympathize with others.
A witch who knows nothing but magic.
A witch who lacks morality and empathy.
In a strict education where there was no such thing as a parent,
In her daily life, where there was no love, only envy, jealousy, criticism, politics, and bullying were rampant.
A witch who survived only with her own natural talents and skills.
“I’ve cooked pumpkin porridge, so eat a bowl and start meditating right away. I’ll say it again, unless you feel mana properly by the time you return…”
Chichi takes Arwen’s hand and leaves her house through the moonlit night.
“It’s good to be prepared. Now, should I say hello to my brother?”
“Ah, yes! Brother Delrin. I’ll be back.”
The boy, Arwen, looks at Delrin as if he is worried even the moment he leaves.
The boy was led out the door by Chichi’s hand.
Today’s lecture is a hands-on time for the students as before, so maybe the boy…
To all the other witches…
“Keep it off…”
Let’s not mind.
Let’s stop caring
He must have been brainwashed from eating pumpkin porridge anyway.
I can’t even remember properly…
