The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 516

My Villains Episode 516

67. Lord of Icebobalt (9)

The energy that radiated from Iofya’s fingertips overpowered all of Egon’s senses. It was the magic of ‘fairy tale’.

“Eh-billion.”

In the process, the young shaman’s mental strength easily overwhelmed the tall boy. Blocked from his senses and even his perception, Egon froze as he struggled. It is an irregular application of magic that shares senses and abilities to bind the body and mind.

The eyes of the sorcerer, imbued with magical power, shone dark blue.

“Relax and don’t be afraid.”

Looking down at the stunned boy with her mouth wide open, her eyes were burning with passion for the truth. The young, innocent seeker tried to suppress with good guilt the sense of spiritual superiority and harmless pleasure that kept raising his head.

It wasn’t easy. It was difficult even for Iophya to think for himself. That would be the case, how long ago was this sample given?

Slave soldiers groaning as their souls were chained by the diabolical Gwangmyeong Cult of Alzenberg. It was Iofia that led them to liberation.

The young shaman touched the souls of 3,000 slaves. The leash was removed, the pollution of the mind was driven away, and the endless nightmares and formless anxiety were comforted.

In the process, only about 2,000 people were able to preserve their lives and even recover their minds.

The benevolent lord entrusted those who wished to return home to Utequai. The thunder giant’s journey to the steppe was used as a great river, and about six hundred people left for their hometowns.

The rest swore allegiance to the lord and were given a new name, the Free Regiment. The unbridled slaves became the defelken’s unshakable spears.

The story ended with a wonderful ending, but it left a small but clear stain on the young shaman.

The soul is the most important component of life. Of course, dealing with such a soul is a very dangerous task.

Half a year of guiding helpless souls for a righteous cause. Countless souls scattered, cracked, and twisted at her fingertips.

Even in the midst of the worried gazes, Iofiya kept the composure of a shaman. Every time the slaves lost their minds, became empty shells, or died, dissuades continued. Whenever that happened, she disguised her resoluteness to hide her turmoil.

The mind, which had been spiritually trained in the repetition of terrible tension, finally adapted to the situation. no. It was more than an adaptation.

Without realizing it, Iofiya became addicted to the act of massaging the soul.

The sorcerer whispered as he knelt down in front of the boy who was lying on his back in an odd position.

“Be still-”

A voice mixed with breathing. Iofya peered into the soul through Egon’s unfocused eyes.

“O huh” — w.

Maybe it’s because it’s been a long time since I opened my sight of the soul. It felt like the boy’s soul was barely visible. It seems to be easier to observe if you take the soul out of the body just a little, very slightly. No, it definitely is. It is a necessary process.

“Oooh. Reg ‘te akruju. ”

A low murmur. The gloomy silver light entwined around the boy’s head shook once.

“Anyway, it’s noisy.”

Ellen, who was watching the scene while burying herself in the soft leather sofa, gave a short sneer.

“No matter how mysterious the magic of the meadow is, it’s nothing compared to the young golden gate necromancers.”

Theodora, who was sitting next to her, expressed curiosity with a light smile.

“Why do you think so?”

“You know when you see it. It’s nothing special, just observing and making such a fuss.”

“You mean necromancers are different?”

“At least that old Luke was different. It was at the level of seeing through the soul just by glancing at it.”

Recalling the dead villain, the wizard implicitly expressed displeasure. At the same time, the chatter continued.

“Well, necromancers are a tribe specializing in human souls, and Iofiya snoops around all kinds of animals, so it must be difficult to compare them. Still, if you look closely, it seems that no matter how different the lines are, there is a difference in level for each person.”

It was a statement based on his pride in his lineage, that is, magic.

It was an attitude that could be a little annoying to the paladin who exercised the power of God instead, but Theodora responded moderately with a face that was not much different from usual.

Ellen, who had been talking about the effects of witchcraft while observing Iophya, complained that she had suddenly become bored.

“Poi seems to think of me as a direct alchemist or vassal.”

“Suddenly, what do you mean?”

“You make it work without even trying. Right now, just today, I’ve been stuck in the alchemy lab since morning.”

“You mean the lab? Oh, did I mention that we are tinkering with the stockpile potion manufacturing process?”

“It ended last week. Please develop a new method for refining the salt produced in Bindiu. He said he wanted to somehow commercialize low-quality rock salt. Ugh, the money went up…

Seeing her click her tongue, Theodora defended Phoenix with a smile.

“Prince Defelken is a land with few usable resources except for the lumber of Zeln Tree. With Miss Ellen’s help, if we can come up with good products, it will be of great help in expanding our finances. Managing the estate is like that every time.”

“Yeah, I know. But even if it’s a big and important job, they leave all the troublesome chores on. It’s furniture and refined salt, and no matter how much I sell it, it’s less than half of the tariff.”

“If you have a good source of income, how can you make a lot of money if you neglect those who earn less? And shouldn’t Miss Ellen be pleased with the thriftiness of Lord Phoenix?”

“Am I? why?”

“Looking at Jung-in’s meticulous handling of work, my worries about the future will be relieved. From my point of view, Miss Ellen will never be a good housekeeper, so it will be all the more relieved.”

“…From my point of view, the princess is too straightforward. How about learning how to speak a little differently?”

Even at the glaring glances and extremely disrespectful criticism, the paladin only burst into laughter. The wizard put on a red nose and turned his head away, but he didn’t look very upset.

“It is certain that Lord Phoenix has an extraordinary talent for pampering people. I never imagined he would be such a shameless man.”

“…is it so?”

What Theodora brought up was a story about visiting villages without churches and consecrating farmland.

The reason why the first paladin of Calandari, like a monk in training, went on a fortification tour in midwinter was at the request of a prince and the rest was her own will.

However, Theodora

complained awkwardly according to what the other person wanted, and Ellen cheered excitedly and began to speak badly of her lover.

“Look at that, you don’t know how to be thankful. Neither the princess nor I are staying here because we have no work, right? If you think about it, everything went wrong because of him.”

Looking back at the situation before Phoenix obtained the title, Theodora, as the first Holy Knight of Calanda Lee, was scheduled to visit the Royal Capital of the Kingdom of Milanol to promote friendship with the Church of El Ganore. Ellen, as a high master of the Palace of La Palais, was also planning to head to the royal road to investigate a series of events that took place at the Council of Dawn.

The situation between the two was twisted because of the ripple field that flew into Icebobalt.

The Patriarch of the Church of El Ganore excommunicated Phoenix on all sorts of charges. Some clergy, led by Bishop Masel of the Special Diocese of Seteniora in the Holy Land, expressed strong concerns about Phoenix’s contribution to the faith, but they could not break the authority of the Patriarch.

On the other hand, despite the sentence of excommunication after a long time, the reaction of the lords was not very enthusiastic.

The excommunication passed on to the red knight who inherited the will of the silver prince. It makes it clear who is behind it and what their hidden intentions are.

As if to prove this, Zacharys, the new king of Milano, deprived the red knight of all rights and declared that he would one day catch him and imprison him in the dungeon of the Parallan Cathedral.

It was a pity that he couldn’t get his ‘beloved’ half-brother wanted, but the excuse that he had no choice but to fulfill his duty as the guardian of the Order was a bonus.

Since then, the atmosphere in the kingdom has been split in half. The one who enthusiastically responds to the king’s declaration, and the one who draws attention with moderately wanted posts.

And no matter what the province was, in the case of the king’s direct territories, including the royal capital, it was a matter of course – it belonged to the former.

In this situation, Ellen and Theodora, who had been involved in various incidents with Phoenix, could not calmly set foot on the royal road.

“Besides, he asked me to stay by his side, and the princess said he wanted to convert to Kalandari, holding my ankle… But both of us, what is this now? It’s like pampering yourself and getting eaten.”

Ellen continued talking with a disapproving face. Seeing her pale pink lips pouting out, Theodora struggled to contain her laughter.

“…Hmm. It’s not like you only suffered losses. The Order has gained a faithful lord, and the Palace has a safe base.”

“That is not what I want to say now. About me- no, it’s about the princess and me. Poi has an obligation to treat both of us a little better.”

“Do you think so?”

“of course! How precious I am!”

The wizard clenched his fists and vomited out his quarters, but in the eyes of the paladin, it just looked cute.

Looking at Jung-in’s innocent appearance, craving attention, one could only wonder why she was given ugly nicknames such as ‘Fire Witch’ and ‘Fireman on the Carpet’.

Theodora was seized with a sudden desire to embrace this young and lovely woman.

However, it was not put into practice in the end. It’s because of the memory of when I couldn’t overcome this urge a few months ago.

Unknowingly, the wizard, who had been embraced by the paladin, trembled with embarrassment, embarrassment, and a strong sense of deprivation, and left the place. Theodora had to apologize to Ellen for over a week after this.

“Hmm.”

Recalling the ugliness of the past, Theodora restrained herself with a light snort. It was around that time that Iophya’s observations ended.