Chapter 567 – #117_Sleeping With the Enemy (3)
#567
One.
“Then….”
In the first place, it’s not a relationship where you can talk face-to-face.
So, I tried to get to the point right away.
So, it means that I was going to continue the interrogation from earlier.
“Wait a minute.”
Dorothy put a cigar in her mouth and stopped talking.
In the smoke that scatters bewitchingly, a tired laugh lightly sticks its head out.
“I’ve been asking questions since before, but I think I gave them enough free time.”
“Is that so? I guess I’m still lacking.”
I don’t want to get close to you, so I don’t even need to make fun of you.
Moreover, even a brief observation reveals that she is clearly not her personality who likes her candy-coating and snobbishness.
There was no ill feeling, but when the pretensions to cover up her doubts disappeared, her tone naturally became brusque.
“How about we play a drinking game from now on? We ask each other questions one by one, and we answer the truth about them one by one.”
“Then…. I’ll bet on a witch name.”
Witches are a proud race.
Giving a witch name means putting not only one’s own honor, but also the honor of ancestors and their ancestors together on the table.
I don’t know anything else, but I’ve never seen a witch who takes this lightly, and since she doesn’t even have a witch name anyway, she came up with a cheat key.
Dorothy raised her eyes, as if in slight surprise, but soon they smiled and became drowsy again.
“That’s it, you can bet as much as you want~ but betting a witch’s name on an outcast or a public figure isn’t a very good choice.”
“Yes?”
“The witches of Gehenna are obsessed with noble honor and family prestige.”
“Yes.”
At least all the witches Siu knew were like that.
“It is said that there are outcasts who are proud and lofty, but there are examples where there are not~ There must be many witches who would be happy to throw away that name 100 times.”
“Which one are you, Dorothy?”
“I also tend to believe that value is not put in a name. You’ve dirty the four letters of Sahaquiel already five times.”
She was a little confused for her first time talking to her.
To Dorothy who said that, she did not show the narcissistic side of ‘I who ignore all the rules of society’ or the ruthless side of pursuing only profit.
She just recited it calmly, as if giving advice to her far-flung junior who didn’t know her cool.
Even though it was a situation where she could deceive her enough if she tried to deceive her, even in front of her who doubted her.
She feels that the complement of the components of ‘achievement’ she has known so far is constantly being revealed from Dorothy.
Even if Siwoo’s suspicions and suspicions were innocent, she did not frown even once at the treatment that would have made her feel bad.
When she reached this point, she felt that this was the first time she had ever had a proper conversation with a ‘public figure’.
Until now, the only conversations she had were bloody lines saying, “Kill me, save me.”
Of course, I haven’t forgotten that all of this can be deception.
“So that’s what I mean. Let’s do this~ We promise not to lie to each other.”
“… What is that?”
Since it seemed to suggest an alternative to her, Siwoo expected magic to intervene.
But Dorothy’s countermeasures were so lax, even five-year-olds would be suspicious.
“Can’t you believe it? Don’t worry~ I can see through most lies. You seem to be very bad at lying.”
“I don’t have such a convenient ability….”
“Okay? So, there is no difference. Do you want to see here?”
She poured a few drops of the red blood she had just been drinking into her empty glass.
“As I said before, this blood is not ordinary witch’s blood. A person who has no countermeasures against extreme poison, magic, and all sorts of curses and spells will die as soon as he drinks even one drop.”
“Why are you drinking that?”
Dorothy ignores the other words and continues the explanation.
“There is another special ability hidden in this blood. It is the ability to judge the truth. If you lie with this on the back of her hand, she will bleed all over and die.”
She was almost shocked at the moment, but when she sees Dorothy smiling round and round, she quickly sees the truth.
Obviously, there are traces of unusual magical powers and unknown forms of curses mixed in that blood, but the convenient function as Dorothy said does not exist.
Even if there is, the confession magic with restrictions is quite sophisticated, so it will require a considerable level of refinement.
Applying it on the back of your hand is not enough.
“Are you lying?”
“You’re good too~ Lie detection. I was fooled for a moment.”
“There must be different types of magic.”
In the end, she was only played by her teasing.
This witch, arguably, was the most at her own pace among the witches I had ever met.
Dorothy straightened herself up and her chest, which looked heavy, jiggled.
“Anyway, can I ask you a question first?”
“I see.”
Up until now, she had been as scrupulous as her detectives in her words, so she decided to yield her first move.
“Are you in a relationship with the Queen?”
It was such a question that I couldn’t answer from the first question.
It was a difficult question for her to answer thoughtlessly, even though she thought she was pitiful because she couldn’t answer clearly.
“Yes….”
Dorothy opens her eyes the widest she has ever been in awe at the momentary hesitation in which she soon makes up her mind and replies ‘yes’.
“It’s just that I hesitated here….”
“…….”
“You don’t have one lover?”
Watching her read that far in an instant, she doubts whether magic has harmonized without knowing it.
“Is this a bit undesirable? I never thought that the princess’s first man would be such a mean Casanova~”
She asked because she was genuinely curious.
“How the hell did you know that?”
“What?”
“I just couldn’t answer for a second.”
Here was a momentary hesitation that she would not have cared much about if Leruye himself had been there.
Dorothy picks the tip of her fingernail and answers indifferently.
“When she was asked if she was a lover, she turned her eyes away from the bedroom where Leruhe was,” She said. At that moment, she thought of another woman or women, but I don’t think you would be brazen enough to take advantage of a woman’s heart. You haven’t properly sorted out your relationship yet, have you?”
Indeed, despite her seeming carefree character, she is an experienced witch who raises about 10 snakes.
With only that amount of information, plus years of experience and intuition, he was able to see through it in an instant.
Instead of feeling humiliated, admiration for the cool reasoning came out first.
“… Good. Now it’s my turn to ask a question, right?”
“No? Since you answered the question of how you knew, it’s my turn again. How and when did you come here? A submarine in the middle of the South Pacific wouldn’t be a place she could come to by buying her ticket.”
I thought it would be okay if it was a trivial story like this, so I roughly told it.
Many parts were omitted and the story was concise, but Dorothy listened as if she enjoyed it enough.
“Are you living a pretty eventful life?”
“Because I see it. Then it’s my turn….”
Quite a bit of curiosity was confirmed through interrogation, but this time it was a bit private, more precisely related to Dorothy personally.
“How did you become a public figure?”
“That’s already been said. From the time he inherited it, he was branded as a public figure.”
“I’m asking about the story of my ancestors.”
She thought maybe she wouldn’t answer, but she obediently opened her mouth.
“My master killed more than ten apprentice witches. Even after Gehenna was created, she did that and said that she was not good at giving out her manners, and the witches caught the eye.”
“Then….”
“I have never killed or targeted an apprentice witch. Did she kill about a dozen witches who were unknowingly attacking?”
“What about Dorothy?” He tried to ask.
After hitting Yang, who said she knew what questions to ask, Dorothy slowly raised her finger as if not caring for any criticism, adding an explanation.
“Only two outcasts, one from Gehenna, who came to steal my stigma for three years after receiving the succession. There were only three of the same achievements.
I was embarrassed and resentful. Actually, I didn’t do anything wrong, but I had to live like a stray dog because my teacher was a public enemy.
After that, I naturally killed the witch who appeared in front of me as an enemy. Sometimes I even killed my friends. Sometimes they killed me for sabotaging my business. I got what I needed, and I threw away what I didn’t need, even if it was in my pocket.”
Bringing up her own past, she was completely unmoved.
Even though I thought it was a pretty terrible story, it was just a plain tone, as if it conveyed the good information that ‘Greenland sharks have no sight because they have parasites living in their eyes’.
Dorothy grumbled a little, “Anyway, as long as you drink,” As if she thought my words were too long, and gave a charming laugh.
“From your point of view, all achievements must be terrible villains. It’s actually not too different either. But I don’t know how to live like this. I don’t lament or resent that I didn’t teach you another way. Anyway, this is my life.”
There was no way to ascertain whether her words were false or true.
But seeing her sip her drink, many of her thoughts wriggled.
If you simply take an objective standard, Dorothy is a villain.
Right away, her business was an arms dealer that brought countless people to death, and she confessed with her mouth that she had killed countless witches befitting her title of achievement.
She has no guilt or remorse for him, and no will to improve it.
However, having her conversations with her person-to-person made me confused.
At least so far, she’s a bit eccentric, person to person, but she doesn’t seem like a bad person.
She couldn’t believe everything she said, but if she was a witch who inherited the stigma of her exploits.
If she were thrown into a wild-like environment where she couldn’t survive without killing her like she was.
She couldn’t be sure how much more correct choice she would have made.
“Is it my turn now?”
“That’s right.”
If it had been possible to define it as an enemy at all, there would have been no such thing as a thick steamy package.
“Would you like to hug me?”
“Is that a question?”
“Yeah, I mean, I’ll hang out with you whenever you want. Isn’t the princess sleeping anyway?”
The hem of the nun’s robe that was flowing down.
Her long legs exposed her coveted thighs, and Dorothy twisted to accentuate her breasts.
Mysterious silver eyes, worthy of the modifier alluring, are fixed on Siwoo with a deep color like perfume.
There is nothing to worry about.
“I will refuse.”
“Ah~ that’s too much. Talking about the old days made me feel so lonely….”
“… It’s a lie.”
Dorothy let out a sullen eye smile as she brushed off the sudden flirtation.
“As expected, you’re good at detecting lies.”
