Chapter 674 – #136_Duel!(2)
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One.
Yesternight.
‘What is the Silent Witch? . She’s a crazy bitch on the location board.’
Dorothy said in an unnecessarily serious tone.
Siu asked for details about Rosie Alou in order to get Malisha and Mana back, but that was an awkward explanation to consider appropriate.
Isn’t it normal for people to usually respond to something like this with what kind of magic they use, what rank they have, and what position among their exploits?
‘Is that the answer?’
‘Ah, I mainly use curse-type magnetic magic. It’s a 20th tier and works with quite a few witches. After all, cursed classes show their true value in support.’
No matter how you look at it, she was Dorothy who belatedly added what she should have said first,
When she saw Rosie, she could see why Dorothy was the first to mention her location board.
“Let’s go to the playroom. It’s there do you like to drink Can I get you a drink? I have some good brandy.”
“Ah, yes.”
Rosie grabs Siwoo’s wrist and crosses the hallway with quick steps.
Originally, it was a way of speaking that did not feel a sense of distance, but now it is very friendly.
It’s like a willingness to treat a childhood friend I met after 10 years.
Rosie will have a lot of questions.
For example, the reason why Siwoo wanted to visit the mansion alone.
Like why Rinne let him roam freely without much explanation.
Like the story of becoming a witch in the body of a man.
Known for his priestly relationship with Duke Tiphareth, how did he become Linne’s disciple?
There are numerous conversation topics that are difficult to solve in one sitting.
I’m just trying to make room for a board game while turning my back on that much.
At this point, I thought, ‘Hmm, I don’t really feel like it right now, do I? A male witch is right in front of her eyes.”
Good night.
It was a sub-quest that had no direct effect on escape, so it was a non-detailed operation, but I cleared the first step proudly.
“This way, this way.”
A room reached by going up two floors from the parlor on the first floor.
Her playroom was firmly blocked by a door made of soundproofing material that could only be found in a theater.
However, Siwoo, who took off his blindfold, immediately finished his judgment.
This is no ordinary room.
Organs blooming in the hot earth (瘴Qi), There are hundreds of layers of tightly woven barriers made of gloomy magic reminiscent of .
While a desolate prison without a single light naturally bloomed in the image, from a magical point of view, it was building a solidity that was no different from an air-raid shelter.
I don’t know why, but I’m not happy about the sudden change.
Moreover, this place has an unpleasant feeling that scratches the nerves somewhere.
So, before going in, I asked openly.
“Isn’t it a bit strange here? What are you up to?”
Rosie’s motion, which had been lifted up like a cheerful heroine on a first date, stopped abruptly.
Rosie, who stood still holding the doorknob for a moment, looked back.
Rather than saying that she had been able to see through her concealed schemes, it was an expression that was unexpectedly very embarrassed.
“I’ll invite you, but if you tease me, I’ll get angry.”
“Yes?”
“Look at me and don’t make fun of me. Understand?”
It wasn’t the right answer.
“No, that’s not the case, the barriers are very tight, right? What is this?”
“It’s the first time I’ve seen a man…. I kind of want to brag about it.”
“…….”
Again, something goes wrong with the conversation.
When asked what he was up to, he replied, “Don’t make fun of me.”
Even though it’s harder to find someone who isn’t at my pace among witches, it feels like the conversation itself is on the outside.
“Promise.”
“What promise?”
“I told you earlier, I won’t make fun of you.”
In the end, without a proper answer, Rosie concludes that entering is already confirmed.
Is it because I wanted to do a location board that much?
Or is it that she wants to show off her workshop?
“…….”
Opponent is ranked 20th.
Even if you don’t have a red branch, you can somehow handle it if you use the ring.
Even if the purpose of this room is a trap and Rosie has tricked him in advance, he is somewhat confident.
I wonder if Rinne’s protection is there, but he’s going to act rashly? There was also a corner to believe that.
“Well, I promise.”
“Kyaa! I am so nervous!”
Rosie opened the door, trembling alone, making a fuss.
It was a much larger space than it seemed from the outside to greet Siwoo, who was wondering what kind of room it was.
Probably about half of this barrier was like a magic formula for spatial refraction.
The shape of the room can be defined in one word.
It is dome-shaped with a diameter of about 20M.
However, a little more explanation was needed to explain why Rosie was so shy and shy.
“Oh, that’s embarrassing. Maybe it’s because I haven’t received a lot of love since I was young, so I like being full of innocence like this. What do you think?”
“Are you pretty?”
First of all, the floor is covered with a soft wool carpet along the round wall.
A fairy tale-style wallpaper with white cumulus clouds on a sky blue background, star-shaped stickers pasted here and there.
Furniture placed here and there, such as a bed with a lot of frills and a cute table, makes it feel like a doll’s house that little girls play with.
Ordinary witches do not paint furniture in colorful pastel shades.
It is a design that will be considered pretty even when children are focused on visual stimulation rather than aesthetic sense.
“Isn’t it childish?”
“Not at all.”
“Hee hee, I’m glad you said that.”
I had to put a little effort into managing my facial expressions.
This is because, at first glance, I felt bizarre instead of funny in the interior, which is not worth the age.
“I said it was a play room, but this is my workshop. We also do magic research here.”
“I see.”
My head nodded.
The boundary, which was considered excessive to be called a playroom, can be explained with a ‘workroom’.
It is common for witches’ laboratories to boast of the best facilities, whether it be for the sake of various experimental equipment or security.
“Rather than that, what is that door?”
It was too late to recognize it because it was such a crazy space.
If the door Siu and Rosie entered is at 6 o’clock, there are other doors at 9 o’clock, 12 o’clock, and 3 o’clock.
“Oh that one? It is a place where I keep my precious collection.”
Mana and Malisha must be over there.
A sudden intuition came without anyone saying anything.
I brought up the story of the location board to bring the two of them anyway, so it’s natural to look around.
‘I like these guys. Let’s bet.”
“Can I take a look?”
“Caliber? Aye, there’s not much to see. Great.”
There was no need to ask again.
As if Rosie had been waiting for those words, she jumped up and down with excited steps.
Rather, it seemed that he was eager to brag.
I think I’m going to go crazy because I’m going to go to the middle of the day.
“Now then, the first collection is about to open!”
-Kik!
The door to the far left room opened.
The atmosphere of the room, reminiscent of the innocence of an autistic child, suddenly changes with a door in between.
“What do you think?”
A prison made of red bricks and iron bars is there.
However, the facilities were quite luxurious for the purpose of imprisoning victims.
There was a bathroom where you could wash your body separately in the space visible beyond the iron bars, and the bed and sofa were also of high quality.
Except for the fact that the entrance was tightly blocked and the lighting in the room was a strange red light, there was no impact like a play room.
“Is Rosie here?”
As soon as the door opened, I heard a rustling sound from the bed, and then a black-haired woman with a languid impression raised her body.
She was a witch
“Yes, Mama. I’m here!”
“Have you been here for a long time?”
As soon as Rosie put her key in and lifted the bars off her, she sprinted and fell into the naked witch’s arms.
The witch hugged her Rosy and stroked her hair slowly.
“Did you miss me?”
“Of course, how much Mama loves Rosie.”
“How much?”
“Like Land and Sky?”
What kind of sight is this?
Siu couldn’t help but be dumbfounded.
I know there are cases where an apprentice witch and her mentor form a quasi-mother-daughter relationship, calling each other mother and daughter.
But Rosie is the Archwitch.
Of course, it is an existence that has ended the succession.
According to a witch’s common sense, her teacher shouldn’t exist in the world.
Who is the witch that Rosie calls ‘Mama’, and why is it a ‘collection’ in this prison?
It feels like the subtle discomfort that has been hovering around for a while is being stimulated again.
My nerves are on edge, like a cacophonous duet of stringed instruments reverberating.
“…….”
Suddenly, I met eyes with the witch who was hugging Rosie.
Her eyes were trembling with horror and fear.
The trembling does not stop there, and it is clearly captured that it reaches her fingertips.
That moment.
“Is that all you love?”
Rosie’s sharp scolding, like flipping her palm.
“Oh no! I love you much more than the earth more than the sky!”
“Is not it?”
“Sure!”
With just that, the witch cried out, frothing as if the point of her sword was digging under her chin.
That hysterical reaction seems to prove how much her Rosie has been pushing her.
“Kiss me as much as Mama loves Rosie.”
Rosie sticks out her metal-studded tongue.
The witch then sucks and caresses her tongue slowly, as if worshiping her.
The half-exposed witch’s chest and the kiss of two lewd beauties are paintings that would not be strange if you feel sexual desire.
However, Siwoo’s lust does not budge.
“Rosie. What is this….”
“Chuuuuu, that’s right. Were you there too? Sorry.”
After ending her kiss by lightly pushing Mama on the cheek, Rosie would look at Siwoo and smile brightly.
It was a smile as clear as a glass bead.
“This is Mama. Say hello to Mama, over there is Shin Si-woo, what a male witch.”
“Ah…. Hello.”
“Ah, yes. Hello.”
I said hello because I received a polite greeting.
However….
Dark alley.
It felt like I found a carrier while walking down the street.
It was placed near a streetlight and soaked in an unknown liquid.
Poisonous insects twisted and full of stench.
A suitcase large enough for one person.
