The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 213

My Villains Episode 213

46. Master of Dreams (3)

“Influnt flammae refrenan tem”

I still don’t know the meaning of Ellen’s spell.

But if he closes his eyes and casts a spell, I will listen to his beautiful voice with a calm mind as well. He must have gotten used to it after living with Ellen for over half a year.

“Succendent earn igni-”

Ti-dik sparks flew from the tip of the gray-white wand. The flames ate up the cold mid-autumn air and mana, and quickly swelled up to the size of a fist.

As the spell matured, Ellen vigorously swung the wand and shouted the starter word.

“Lumfere!”

The round fireball flew away with its tail elongated.

Bang—

the fireball hit the wall and exploded.

A point on the wall, which had been blasted 12 times since yesterday, collapsed inward with a loud roar.

Then

,

rumbling sparks and scorched stone fragments and dust poured down, and then a corner of the castle tower collapsed.

At that time, when the crow’s castle was raising sand and dust, the wind that came down the high mountain like a slide blew in this direction.

“Collock keheuk-”

“Uh-oh-ssi!”

Covered in ash and dust, the mercenaries spit while covering their faces.

The ponytail Fritz spat out abusive words and said, ‘I think I’m too close. Shouldn’t I step back?’ I muttered, but it passed through one ear.

Ellen is already shooting spells at the end of her range. If you spread the distance here, you won’t be able to reach the wall at all.

I brushed the half-cloak off my shoulders and gestured to Ellen.

“stop. Let’s take a break now.”

“already? I’m still fine.”

The guy looked quite relaxed even after he fired four fireballs in a row. It seems like just yesterday that I used up mana on a couple of fireballs in South Harbor…

“Let’s wait until the dust settles.”

Instead of answering, Ellen swung her wand once. Then, the light green wind that stayed at the hem of the guy’s cloak untied the wind and swept the area.

Whoops.

Ashes and dust were swept away by the refreshing wind caused by the ‘spirit of dance’. Ellen turned to me and shrugged.

“Now is it?”

“…no. Wait a minute though. Maybe something will pop out of the castle.”

“O uh” —

he pursed his lips in disapproval.

At some point, Ellen seemed to enjoy destroying the fort. Seeing the huge castle collapsing at his own gestures, he must have felt something strange.

“…what good. Then”

It was for a while that he had a troubled expression on his face. Ellen pretends to be disappointed and crosses her arms.

“My leg hurts. It might seem a bit creepy.”

“…Ugh. I get it.”

It’s just that a wizard is a government official, right?

While grumbling inwardly, he approached under the oak tree. I took out a blanket from among the bags I had piled up against the trunk and brushed it off. I sat cross-legged on the floor and spread the blanket over my lap.

“ruler.”

After finishing the setting like that, Ellen came closer and sat down between my knees. I wrapped a blanket around his small shoulders and carefully tied it with a cape.

“it’s okay? Are you warm now?”

WO ” Heh.

“Isn’t it uncomfortable?”

“are you okay. comfortable.”

Ellen snorted with a satisfied ‘hmm’ and then leaned her head on my chest and closed her eyes. He went into meditation to recover mana.

Unsurprisingly, this guy has grown so much.

When I first met him, he seemed young, like an immature high school girl, or a middle school girl, but now I feel like I’ve grown up in many ways.

Well, of course, since I’ve grown up physically, it’s natural for me to feel this way.

Is it because I drank the sacred medicine periodically for a while? Or was the growth plate stimulated because of increased activity? Anyway, Ellen grew about 3 4 cm tall, and um, other parts of it grew as well.

However, the parts that changed more dramatically than the physical ones were the facial expressions and the atmosphere of the personality.

When I look back on Ellen of the past….

She had a cold face and a brusque tone. It was said that he always opened the frightened hedgehog because he was so mean.

But now it’s quite different.

First of all, the chill on his face has eased a little, and even though his shyness is still there, he has a good conversation with Utequa, a freckled mummy, a one-eyed Simos, an archer, and Cole. Even when I see the bundle clinging to me like a koala, I only reveal my uncomfortable planting, but do not suggest killing myself.

Overall, it feels soft or relaxed.

I think the reason why Ellen has changed like this is because of ‘power’.

Name: Ellen Level: 25

Class: Elemental Wizard

Stats: Remaining Bonus – 0

Strength – 12 (14) Agility – 13 (16)

Health – 17 (24) Magic – 40 (100)

Skill:

Wind Fist 3pt Dance Spirit 2pt Windstorm lpt

Flame Arrow 5pt Burning Weapon 3pt Fireball 2pt Flame Cloak lpt Cold Spray 4pt Frost Butterfly 3pt Frost Awl 2pt

Frost Armor lpt Frost Beast lpt Lightning

2pt

Ellen was reborn as a powerful wizard through her innate talent and life and death experiences. The strength he gained must have made him feel confident and relaxed.

Personality change that comes from physical growth and great strength.

Thanks to these comprehensive changes, Ellen, who looked around 15, let alone 17, when we first met, now looks just like her age.

“…after.”

How much do I have to share in his dramatic growth? My heart is proud for nothing.

While looking down at Ellen with a sense of satisfaction, I met the eyes of the guy who suddenly opened his eyes. Looking down at the rippling blue eyes, I smiled benevolently.

“Are you tired? A little more”

“What are you looking at?”

“uh?”

Ellen shrugged her shoulders and bowed her head, speaking in a blunt tone.

“What are you staring at so intently? burdensome to people.”

“…I was mistaken. It hasn’t changed at all.”

“what?”

“No, no. Never mind and meditate more.”

He covered his red-stained ears with the hood attached to his cloak.

“Ha, I have to make it so I don’t care so I don’t care.”

Oh, I want to hit people.

Suppressing the urge that I hadn’t felt in a very long time, I moderately comforted Ellen so that she could close her eyes again.

“…I don’t know if this is okay, sir.”

“what?”

The veteran conjurer, who was sitting nearby, answered while changing the bandage on his shoulder.

“To destroy the castle.”

“why? Maybe a bounty?”

“No, not like that. There’s no way you’ll get a bounty for destroying a vampire’s castle.”

“That is correct.”

Gidon, the crossbowman, nodded and nodded.

“It is a natural thing to burn a vampire’s home. We are doing what the Church should have done right away.”

The other mercenaries were possessed with low laughter at Gidon’s words as he crossed the cross every time a fireball was inserted into Raven’s Cliff Castle.

“Yes, that’s right!”

“Heh, shouldn’t I receive at least some gold coins from the church as a reward when this is over?”

Even while the mercenaries were drinking kimchi soup, Confyer was still sulking.

“Is it because he heard a lot of incomprehensible voices about quasi-dimensional or 2-dimensional magic…

His gaze turned to Raven’s Cliff.

Ellen’s baptism of fireballs continued for a long time, so the gigantic castle was already half-destroyed and was on the verge of becoming ruins.

“It’s a little suspicious that the castle collapsed like that.”

“Suspicious?”

“yes. Didn’t you say that the owner of the dream territory or something is in that castle? But isn’t it suspicious that there is no human presence so that the castle looks like that?”

When Confair expressed his doubts, some mercenaries also hardened their expressions subtly, as if they were uncomfortable with that part.

Archer Cole, who was leaning against an oak tree, also nodded in agreement.

“Whoever occupied the Dream Territory would be the one who drove out the powerful group of vampires…. It is highly suspicious that such a guy is so quiet.”

At Cole’s words, the mercenaries nodded and murmured lowly.

Just in time, Utequai came down from a shabby watchtower standing tall nearby. He came up to me and handed me a roll of parchment.

“Oh are you done?”

“right.”

Unfolding the scroll, there was a drawing of a crow’s castle that was crumbling.

After completing the drawing with a charcoal pencil, I applied a little oil to prevent the charcoal powder from falling off.

Because it was drawn with a pencil, it was all dark and slightly burnt, so I could feel the gloomy atmosphere of Raven’s Cliff.

It happened at Longville’s keep, and Utequai once painted a landscape and tried to burn it. I was horrified to see that, and I told him to leave it to me rather than to burn it meaninglessly after drawing it to my heart’s content.

So Utequai sometimes drew landscapes as a pastime and gave them to me, and I kept them in a bundle. There are already five pictures collected like that.

While I was packing up Utequai’s painting, he crossed his arms and looked back at the Crow’s Castle.

“Confair and Cole, you are right. Very suspicious.”

“her? What did you feel too?”

At the ponytail Fritz’s question, Utequai shook his head quietly.

“No, I didn’t feel it.”

“Yes? What do you mean, suspicious?”

“I don’t feel anything. That’s why I’m suspicious.”

The mercenaries made puzzled faces at Utequai’s words, and I nodded with a smile on my face.

“Actually, I have a similar opinion.”

“Similar opinions…

“Please explain a little so I can understand.”

When the eyes of the mercenaries gathered, I shrugged my shoulders and continued.

“I think there is a high probability that the castle is empty.”

“Is it empty?”

“okay. Even if it’s not empty… well, at least the dark knight isn’t here, maybe.”

I said that and looked back.

“Bring Steedman Kelsene.”

“yep!”

Tight Steedman kneeled the rags-clad Kelsene in front of me.

The beautiful and graceful Mibu was gone, and now Kelsenne looked like a beggar or a refugee with sunken cheeks and thin skin.

Because she hadn’t drunk a single drop of blood, her vitality was almost depleted. Perhaps if you stab it once in the heart with a blunt knife, it will quickly turn to ashes and scatter.

“Yes, Kelsen.”

“……Yes yes.”

“The castle is about to collapse, but there is no response. Why is this? What do you think?”

In spite of my question, Kelsene blinked her unfocused eyes and gave no answer.

“Are you asking Phoenix-sama! Answer me!”

“That huh.”

Steedman kicked him in the shin and trampled his back with a studded boot, but Kelsenne didn’t respond.

I clicked my tongue, pulled out a small piece of Hrunting, and placed my index finger on it. As incontinence was engraved on the fingertips and drops of blood filled up, the vampire ears, which had been flowing like zombies, burst out! I raised my head.

“Huh huh-”

I smiled and wiggled my fingers, and Kelsene wriggled desperately towards me.

“Oh,”

Steedman, who had lost his balance due to Kelsenne wriggling with his strength, hit his butt hard.

“Such a bitch-” I raised my hand to dissuade him from gnashing his teeth and pulling out a dagger from his waist.

“Now, stop there.”

“Blood-”

Kelsenne ignored my order and attacked with a bloodied index finger.

Right before the drops of blood touch her dry lips, voila!

Kelsenne, who had been hit in the face by the back of my hand, fell behind Baladang.

“Ahhh!”

However, she turned over and charged again, as if trying to squeeze the last of her strength, and after being slapped three more times, she came to her senses and began to plead with me.

“Phoenix-sama, please-”

“Sit down.”

“ o O ” —–9 —–9

“I have to kneel down. That’s basic.”

As Kelsenne knelt down, I held out my right palm.

“Hand”

“Oh yes?”

“Raise your hand.” She shook her chin, as if she finally realized that I was treating her like a dog.

Feeling contempt for a vampire was an inappropriate feeling.

Kelsenne was slapped again and fell to the ground. Fortunately, she faithfully followed my orders from the next turn to see if she had some of this last name left.

After a short training process, I rewarded her.

“Open your mouth.”

“Ah—”

Three or four drops of blood fell on Kelsene, who knelt down and opened her mouth to the sky. That alone moistened her lips and gave her cheeks a pale complexion.

“Huh O” -—

The vampire, who had been in contact with blood for the first time in a while, groaned with his mouth closed as if savoring the taste, and shivered with his eyes closed.

“Now answer me.”

“…yes?”

“The castle is about to collapse, but there is no response. tell me why If you are satisfied with the answer, I will give you a few more drops of blood.”

“Uh uh yes.”

The vampire seemed to have regained her sanity as much as she had regained her white color a little. She knelt down in front of me and quickly poured out her explanation.