My Villains Chapter 515
67. Lord of Icebobalt (8)
Egon hurriedly entered a short hallway into a kind of drawing room. The boy swallowed dryly at the scenery unfolding before his eyes.
The reception room, located out of the blue on the top floor, was cozy and luxurious at the same time.
The walls were covered with thick cotton cloth dyed with yellow-green dye. Behind the loose iron bars of the fireplace set in the middle, soft flames were slowly burning the apple and cherry trees.
The velvet curtains draped over the windows, as tall as Egon’s height, glowed softly from the fire and candlelight, and a carpet with five-color patterns in harmony covered the floor.
The color that makes your eyes feel comfortable, the warmth that melts your stiff shoulders, the scent that makes you feel comfortable, the softness under your feet… It was an unfortunate,
cozy room, but Egon was nervous all over again. It was because there was a woman sitting on the large leather sofa and the table across from it.
After examining their appearance, Egon opened his mouth again. It is because the two women were also rare beauties in the world.
“Oh, you all came together.”
It was the person sitting on the sofa who said that.
She was wearing a plain white doublet and sheepskin trousers dyed dark brown. On top of that, a top buttoned all the way, boots with a hard feeling, and a belt with a long sword. It was like the epitome of a knight in plain clothes.
Paradoxically, however, it was also the outfit that made her femininity stand out even more.
Such was the long legs that reached the slender ankles, the platinum blonde hair that was rolled up in a circle, and the white nape that stretched straight below it. Among them, the pinnacle was the thin waist exposed due to the tight belt and the bust that showed great presence despite the generous width.
Egon was able to confirm the identity of the woman after checking the subtle writing of the pendant on her chest.
It was Theodora who was called ‘The Heroine of the Sun’, ‘The First Paladin of Calandari’ and ‘The Anointed One’.
A woman who is the daughter of the Duke of Strom and at the same time inherited the blood of the royal family of Zeore through her mother’s line, or a woman who was ordained by the three bishops of Hong and gained a more noble position by throwing away all secular status… Meanwhile, such Theodora is here
. It was true that it seemed odd at first glance. She is a resident of the ‘Fiancée’s Mansion’, still holding fast to the vow of chastity she made as a nun of El Ganore even after becoming a Holy Knight of Calandari.
However, she is the one who persuaded the prince, who was a follower of El Ganore, to convert to Calandari, and introduced Aramos, the ‘Red Bishop of Blooming Flowers’, to be baptized. As an aide to the red lord and guide of his faith, it was not necessarily strange to stay in a mansion close to the lord’s house.
“I thought I was distracted by boiling the herbs again, but you’ve been directing me. Well done Miss Ellen.” Theodora smiled softly as
Ellen walked into the parlor and buried herself in the seat next to her .
“A guide? We met in front of you.”
“ah. So, did you hear someone pretending to be there during the experiment? Yes, it is not polite to keep the invited guests waiting.”
“What is that-”
The witch, who was trying to say something with a frown between her brows, only sighed with a rugged face at the paladin’s hand caressing her crown. And it was a chin gesture toward the table.
“Give me a cup of tea too.”
“Ah yes.”
The mysterious woman who had been awake immediately headed to the shelf next to the fireplace.
“I’ll also ask for tea for the three of us here.”
Theodora’s caring light green eyes turned to the captain of the guard and the sergeant boy.
“Why are you standing there? Lord Dylan, please have a seat.”
The captain of the guard, wearing a helmet, lowered his head slightly.
“Thank you for your kind consideration. The only one who has business is this boy, so we will leave.”
“Then grab a cup of tea and go. Miss Opiya’s tea leaves have improved day by day and are now on par with Miss Heila, so if you miss this opportunity, you will surely regret it.”
“Ah, Mr. Theodora-”
the woman who had set the teacup down on the table let out a pained sound as if she was embarrassed.
‘That’s the ‘half elf’.’
Bare calves were exposed under a long, loose tunic, and she had a strange appearance that could tell that she was of this ethnicity even at a glance.
Looking at his elaborate features, he seemed to have come from the East, and the fine reddish-brown color on his skin resembled that of a nude man, and he was as tall as any other Gellan man.
Adding to that the long, slender limbs, small head, slender body, and mysterious dark blue hair, I could understand why she was called a half-elf. Beauty dwells in an unfamiliar impression, so it looks like a non-human being.
Judging from her face alone, she seemed to be in her mid-teens at most, but it was difficult to guess her age because of her height, which reached below Egon’s chin, and her strange appearance and mysterious eyes.
‘Are all the inhabitants of the steppe like that?’
The boy suddenly wondered what kind of prairie it was said to be in the far west. I heard that the beautiful sorcerer in front of me and the terrifying ‘Thunder Giant’ came from there. Maybe the prairie is the land of fairies and giants.
“Thank you again, but because of my responsibilities, I can’t afford to enjoy my free time.”
“If that’s what you mean, then it can’t be helped. I’ll take a good look at the boy, so you can step back.”
The captain of the guard and the sergeant were about to turn around with a bow, but Theodora quickly added another word.
“Oh and- I think I said it sometime, but please visit me often.”
“…You mean to come find me?”
“Your nose.”
“ah.”
Reclining on the sofa, Ellen agreed as she accepted the teacup that Iofya had handed to her.
“Okay, treat yourself. Don’t go around feeling stuffy all the time.”
At the mention of the worn-out helmet, Dylan shook his head quietly.
“You cannot waste your time and power over trivial matters. And it’s not as frustrating as it looks.”
“what. who cares about you People who see it are frustrating.”
“ah.”
The paladin, who stopped the grim-faced witch with his eyes, looked back at the guard commander and added his words.
“Don’t be burdened. If you schedule a deadline of six or seven months, the amount of effort you need to spend a day won’t be too great.”
“Yes, I understand.”
The captain of the guard withdrew with the sergeant, leaving an ambiguous answer. Left alone as the door closed, Egon stiffened stiffly.
“Please sit here.”
Iofya glared at the boy as she refilled her teacup.
“Don’t be too nervous. We just wanted to check on Phoenix-sama’s request.”
“If you say confirm.”
“Oh, that—what did you say your name was?”
“This is Egon. Egon from Sovanhalts.”
“okay. The reason we brought Egon-sama here is to find out what secrets are hidden in your blood.”
“…blood?”
Imagining something, the boy’s face turned pale. Either way, Ellen sipped her tea and turned to Theodora.
“How do you look?”
“Hmm well.”
Theodora, who put the teacup down, examined the boy carefully. For a while, her peridot-like eyes began to shed white light.
Her hair and eyebrows, which were already pale gold, were dyed white by the auspicious light from her eyes. At that moment, Theodora’s face was pure white, like an imaginary angel.
The naive Egon felt fear before beauty. The boy, who was taking a backward step, soon hit his butt.
“Heh heh heh.” The sense of scratching to the bottom of the heart was also for a while, Theodora finally reaped the ‘eyes that reveal the truth’. Recovering her usual pale green eyes, she shrugged her shoulders as she crossed her legs.
“I don’t know.”
“Yes?”
“hmm. Prince Phoenix said it was considered a similar case to Mr. Goleman, but I’m not sure.”
Glancing at the gasping boy, she added slowly.
“One thing is for sure, that boy’s ‘special ancestor’ is not a being with divine power (God W).”
“I don’t think there are any traits that have been expressed once. I don’t feel any unusual magical powers, so it doesn’t seem like blood from another dimension is connected.”
“What do you mean by that?”
As Egon asked with a confused expression, Ellen’s cold eyes turned to him.
“you. Have you ever heard of a family legend?”
“A family tale?”
“A story that has been passed down from generation to generation from our ancestors. My great-great-grandfather’s great-great-grandfather once married a female troll.”
“Yeah?”
At the boy’s reaction, she shook her head quietly.
“Look at that stupid face that doesn’t know anything. Are you sure you are descended from a troll?” Egon blinked his eyes stupidly before asking.
“Are you saying there’s something strange about my ancestors other than trolls?”
“Your lord said that at least there are non-human beings.”
“Your Excellency the Prince?”
“okay.”
Perhaps to reassure the boy, Theodore nodded with a smile on his face.
“Lord Phoenix is an unknown knight and at the same time a blood mage who has reached the state of the art, and has eyes that can distinguish between human and non-human at once. In his eyes, you are far from being a pure human being.”
“That…
“There is no need to be suspicious. Phoenix Lord’s insight and knowledge of different races is very wide and deep. He has seen two beings manifesting the powers and qualities of their ancestors. Although they were both descendants of giants.”
“flaw. how.”
You are a descendant of this tribe.
At the story he couldn’t even imagine, the boy sat down on the floor and blinked his eyes. The paladin, who looked down at him with soft eyes, looked back at Iofiya, who was sitting at the table.
“It’s not that it has divinity nor is it rooted in another dimension, so now you have to step out.”
“Uh…
The so-called half-elf rolled his round eyes here and there.
“Would that be okay? My brother-in-law told me not to use witchcraft related to the soul.”
“Did I hear that it was just a trick to peer into the soul of Lord Phoenix?”
“Oh, that’s right.”
“I don’t know if it’s something that grabs and shakes the human soul like necromancy, but it’s okay to observe it. I will take care of the aftermath, so you can relax.”
“…is that so?”
The shaman’s sparkling eyes turned to him, and the boy drew in a breath.
“Wait, I’m not at all relieved—”
“I’m relieved.”
Iofya, who slowly rose from her seat, was scattering gloomy silver energy with her fingertips.
“It will be over soon.”
A whispered voice echoed in the boy’s ears. No, it was like it was ringing in my ears. Egon screamed at the strange sensation, but he couldn’t hear his own screams.
“Have peace of mind, be at ease-”
The angry shout of ‘I’m not comfortable!’ only lingered in my lips.
Egon, who was struggling, accidentally met the half-elf’s eyes, and at the very moment he fainted.
