My Villains Episode 141
37. The Baroness’ Request (2)
“Did you understand everything I said?”
Moses, who had been kneeling and shaking his body, nodded.
“…yes sir.”
“lily?”
“No, sir. sorry.”
“good.”
I sent her away with a satisfied smile. Morsis, who had become my slave, staggered back to the lodge.
But I don’t know if I did this well.
It was natural to talk about a blood contract or something, but it was completely false.
I just drew a picture with the Blood Sculpture while spouting plausible nonsense, and skills like ‘Blood Contract’ didn’t even exist in the first place.
However, I did this nonsense for several reasons.
First of all, dealing with Morsis itself was a bit ambiguous. There’s no way to prove that she was a magician.
Robbery Baron Albianne was not known for his notoriety, but even his subordinates were not famous. Therefore, it could have caused a misunderstanding if she had cut off Moses’ head.
And Moses was useful. Because you can keep an eye on Siren and the others. When they talk about my soul, Moses will tell me.
Well, swordsmanship and magic aren’t that great, but since they’re magic swordsmen, they might be useful elsewhere.
Finally, because of my curiosity. The curiosity of whether he could use the enemies who appeared as enemies in the game as his subordinates.
The names of the Dark World were all equipped with powerful, annoying, or bizarre abilities.
It would be a pretty good force if we could persuade those who can speak the language among them, as in the case of Moses.
I don’t know how long Moses will be fooled by the show of blood manipulation. I just have to keep an eye on it going forward.
While passing by the well with such thoughts in mind, the entrance to the fence suddenly opened.
From what I’ve heard, the owner of this lodge is said to have a rather snarky personality. Perhaps because of that influence, the soldiers in the mountain hut were all clogged up.
It was strange that the gatekeeper, the representative of such soldiers, would open the door at night like this. Are you a valued guest?
“……uh?” The one who appeared among the armed soldiers was none other than Atalanta.
Her gray hair, tied in a ponytail, was decorated with rings and red cloth. He wore a thin cloth that exposed his waist and legs, and wore a band embroidered with wind on his left forearm.
She had four men with her. The two were unarmed like Atalanta, and the two were armed with heavy armor and shields.
“Nix?”
“Attilia.”
Spotting me, Atalanta flashed amber eyes and sent the party into the cabin. Then he came to me with a smile on his face.
“What are you doing here? Were you waiting for me?”
“huh? wait I didn’t even know you were coming.”
“Hmm?”
When Atalante narrowed her brows and tilted her head, I smiled.
“I couldn’t sleep, so I came out to get some fresh air, and then I went in. How are you? Are you back soon?” “The clan happened to be staying nearby.”
“Near?”
It was said that the Nudin people usually lived a nomadic life in clan units. If there is a place to stay, they spread the tent and when they have to move, they put their bodies in a wagon.
“huh. There are hardly any monsters around here these days.”
“Well… how did the story go?”
“I decided to proceed as is. I will pay the price during the day.”
At first, the contract we made with Atalanta was that we would sell the results of the hunting festival to her. It was a deal where I could get the money and Atalanta could get the clan’s settlement.
Thanks to this background, not only the generous price of three silver coins per score, but also the additional condition that Atalanta and the others do not receive their share.
As a result, Atalanta had to buy two troll heads from me for 900 silver coins.
But I had no intention of accepting all the money.
The dedication Atalanta showed in Rift was more than a contract, and I wanted to repay that dedication.
I said scratching my eyebrows.
“I don’t care if you’re doing it to keep your promise. It’s not that money is urgent anyway…
“It was decided in ‘Asun’. You don’t have to be considerate.”
Baron Mallory is missing and Longville is besieged by Anupad’s forces. In this situation, aiming for the territory under the pretext of winning the hunting festival…
After I was silent, Atalante added in a firm tone.
“The elders of the clan are not fools. There’s a reason I made that decision, so you don’t have to worry.”
“If you say so… I’ll take half the money instead.”
“half?”
“huh. Let’s say it’s the price of my life and the consolation money that goes back to Mr. Vittorio’s family.”
Atalanta frowned and made a strange expression before opening her mouth.
“okay. thank you.”
“Thank you. Even if I think about it, 900 silver coins for two heads is too much”
“No, that’s not it.”
Pure eyes and bewitching lips drew cool lines. it’s a beautiful smile
“Thank you for thinking of Vittorio.”
” ah.”
“Your uncle will be delighted too.”
“hmm. I hope so.”
“It will. clearly.”
I quietly met Atalante’s eyes. Thanks to the bright moon, her brown eyes lit up with golden light.
I suddenly had a question.
Why doesn’t he have a character sheet?
It’s been a while since we met, but I had a pretty good relationship with Atalante. I don’t think it’s just that they mixed their bodies.
Ever since she met me, she’s had a crush on me. We had a battle over a small misunderstanding, but it was quickly resolved and we made a decent deal.
Crucially, Atalanta took a great risk for me and almost died.
Isn’t this enough? Why doesn’t the character sheet appear?
Just then, a nude man came out of the mountain hut and approached us.
“My lady’s room is ready.”
“Yeah thanks.”
Atalanta nodded and said while pulling my sleeves.
“Let’s go and have a cup of tea.”
“car?”
“Drinks are good too. I want to ask you something
.”
“Like what?”
“I’ll tell you when you follow me.”
I nodded my head involuntarily at the bright smile.
Three candles are sitting huddled together on an iron plate that occupies the middle of the table. There was one that looked new and one smaller than that, so there was only one old one.
The candle family struggled to push back the darkness, but the room did not reach light. It was just cozy.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door.
“This is Miss Moreau.”
“come in.”
At Atalanta’s words, a nude servant entered the room. He set down his bottle and two teacups on the table and withdrew.
“ruler.”
“thank you.”
I smelled the scent of the tea that Atalante poured me. It was a sweet, subtle
scent of Mali flowers.
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about the conditions under which character sheets appear.
My original hypothesis was ‘You can only see the character sheet if you have trust or good feelings’. I judged that by looking at the case of Ellen and Luke Utequai.
However, after the appearance of the swordsman as the fourth character sheet, this hypothesis was discarded. Because it is impossible for a swordsman who has never seen my face to believe or like me.
So now my head is too complicated.
Why doesn’t Atalanta’s sheet appear? Could it be that she harbors some kind of disgust? Or are there other conditions I don’t know about? If yes, what are the conditions?
Atalanta, who was caressing the teacup, suddenly opened her mouth.
“I also have alcohol.”
I smiled as I brushed off the question marks in my head.
“That traditional liquor then? I thought you shouldn’t drink before bed.”
“Hehe, that’s right.”
Atalanta’s guest room was right next to where Ellen and I were staying.
It’s a strange coincidence… it’s hard to say. There are only 6 rooms on the 3rd floor that are the most spacious and best in the cabin.
As I glanced to the side, Atalanta’s gaze followed.
“What about Ellen?”
“Are you sleeping.”
“Are you still sleeping all day?”
“It’s gotten better. I am awake for four or five hours a day.”
“Hmm.”
I thought of Ellen, who almost passed out after an ambitious kiss and fell asleep. It’s just that my lips tingle.
“Is there anything interesting?”
“hmm? no. Nothing…
I looked down at the teacup for a moment.
How much poison resistance do I have now?
From ‘Seal of the Dragon Slayer’ 30 From ‘Death King’s Scale Belt’ 60 From ‘Legendary Lineage’ 5. You won’t have to suffer from poison in the campaign.
After taking a sip of tea, he asked again.
“So what’s your plan? Is there any way to eat Longbill?”
“o”
—…….
Atalante also quietly sipped tea.
“…The elders must have an idea. They are old people who hate losing money to death.”
“We have to deal with the Anupad army first. In a situation where there is no lord, he must also be designated as an heir. It won’t be easy.”
“I know.”
Reddish-brown eyes flashed a different color. It seems that this is not the topic of conversation you want.
“What do you want to ask?”
” huh’?”
“He said there was something he wanted to ask.”
” iced coffee.”
Atalanta, who put down the teacup, looked at me quietly.
“Are you?”
“O” Heh.
“Have you ever met a warrior who deals with visions? not me.”
“no. I never did.”
“Then do you have any nude friends?”
“Of course not. You’re the first nude I’ve ever seen.”
“Hmm.”
Atalanta, who nodded in interest, suddenly opened her mouth.
“Then how did you know my name?”
“huh?” “My Name. How did you know?”
“Uh he”
Hey did I make a mistake?
I swallowed dry saliva and shrugged my shoulders.
“What are you talking about. You told me.”
“Not Atilia.”
“So what?”
“You called. My real name nobody knows.”
“Oh did I…
…Damn it. I thought he was simply using a pseudonym, but I guess that wasn’t enough.
What’s your excuse, kid?
Atalanta, who looked at me quietly, burst out laughing.
“You really can’t lie.”
As I remained silent, she seemed to be unconcerned and moved on to the next question.
“Then how do you know so well about the power of the arcane?”
“What’?”
“As far as I know, there are less than 10 people in Middle World who handle vision. I’m the only crazy bitch who draws power from the void.”
“Oh, I see.”
“But you were too used to dealing with me. It’s as if I know my abilities deep inside.”
Silence prevailed.
I racked my brain nonstop to come up with an excuse. Atalanta was looking at me with a light smile.
The twitching lips parted slowly.
“Is that it?”
“huh’?”
“Did you say the Prophecy of the Earth…?”
X feet.
Atalanta’s smile grew thicker as I cursed inwardly.
“Did you see it there?”
“You saw me. in the prophecy.”
I don’t think it’s a situation where I can just get over it. Only the bare minimum of information should be revealed and the rest should be hidden.
I wet my dry lips and opened my mouth.
“Not what I saw.”
“What are you talking about?”
“…therefore. I absorbed a very small piece of it.”
“A piece?”
“huh. A tiny piece of the memory of someone who has seen the Prophecy.” Atalanta narrowed her brow.
“An extraterrestrial being? I came because I was invited by the demon god.”
“It was a lie to deceive Karamek.”
“…it didn’t sound like a lie.”
“Uh— not entirely a lie. Since I absorbed some of someone else’s memories, you’re saying that part of me is that other person, right?”
As I spoke loudly, Atalanta stood up from her seat and gasped.
“Look at this.”
“Because you can’t lie.”
X-foot.
“You don’t have to lie too hard. Because all I want to know is myself.”
“you yourself?”
“O”
Atalanta approached slowly and sat on my thigh.
“If you answer the question, I won’t ask anything else. Of course, keep secrets about you.”
Long fingers touched his face. The light of the candles was obscured, but her face was clearly visible in the darkness.
“Answer me.”
“……what?”
“If I can get my freedom back.”
freedom.
Based on that keyword, I came up with a unique scenario for Arcane Hunters.
I don’t know the detailed story. However, it was not difficult to come up with a few quests and scenes. The ending was the same.
I hesitated for a while before opening my mouth.
“I can get it back.”
Atalanta quietly closed her eyes.
She calmed down for a moment. Her lips trembled and parted slowly.
” when?”
“…I don’t know.” “You don’t know?”
“I don’t know when, but when certain conditions are met, you will be free.”
“Some conditions.”
Golden eyes flashed.
“tell me.”
“please.”
I fell into silence.
You talk so openly about the future. It was the first time I had come to this world.
Is it okay if I speak?
Wouldn’t the future change just because of what I said? Or would it be the oracle of Delphi?
“Nicks please.”
“please.”
Suddenly, Atalanta pulled me by the nape of my neck. A burning desire licked his lips.
The scent of marigolds vibrated in my mouth. Maybe later, when I smell this scent, I might think of the kiss with Atalanta.
“tell me.”
“I can give you my life. please.”
This time I pulled Atalanta. I swallowed the hesitation as I ran my hand through the supple muscles of my back and waist.
“You have to be strong. many.”
“Ha and?”
“You have to kill six.”
“six.”
“And”
Atalanta’s touch and kiss interrupted the conversation.
One candle went out. It was the shortest one. The room got darker.
“and? *Whoa* Keep talking.”
“Your prophecy must come true.”
“Our prophecy?”
“You prophesy that Atalanta is the ‘Daughter of Salvation’.”
A face filled with joy dug into the nape of his neck.
Soon red strings and rings were scattered across the table. The bountiful hair fluctuated.
“Is it over?”
“It’s over.”
An urgent hand traced Death King’s scale belt. I also helped her.
“wait for a sec.”
Atalanta turned to the candle. To put out the fire. I grabbed her.
“There is no need for that.”
I glanced at the next room and put the belt around her mouth.
“Let’s go to sleep.”
“Be quiet.”
Whispering so, I hugged Atalante.
That night I came across the fifth character sheet.
Name: Atalante Nafidad Al Nouvoa
Level: 23
Class: Arcane Hunter Stats: Remaining bonus – 0 Strength – 18 (25) Agility – 25 (45) Health – 20 (30) Magic – 23 (39) Skill: Void Orb 5pt Void Power 3pt Void Spear 3pt Void Shield 2pt Mind Barrier 3pt Wilderness Fighter 3pt Twister 2pt Wilderness Whispers lpt
