City Of Witches

Chapter 1165

City Of Witches

Five years after being kidnapped and ens*aved in a city full of Witches, I became the only male Witch in the world!

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Chapter 1165 – #277_Division (4)

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One.
When discussing the ‘Witch Wars’ in history, the past example of Qliphoth’s invasion of Gehenna can be cited.

Qliphoth, the most powerful public force at the time, crossed the gate all at once and attacked Gehenna, and although Gehenna suffered much damage, it united around Duke Kether and withstood the attack.

Considering the average hierarchy at the time and the number of troops in the two groups, there may be a lot of differences compared to now, but for now, it means that there is a record that can be used as a reference for war preparations.

It is difficult to fully apply the standards of traditional military warfare to the war between witches.

As long as you don’t have to eat, drink, or sleep, the supply system doesn’t make much sense.
As long as both sides use ‘doors’, long-distance transportation is meaningless.

Since it is a fight between transcendents, the importance of large-scale manpower that only fills the number of people is low.

So what’s important?

This is an analysis of major power sources.

The key is how much the individual’s magic has been analyzed and how appropriate a customized strategy and matchup can be prepared.

Preparations for this were being thoroughly made in the strategic analysis room of the ‘Gehenna Society Allied Forces’ located in the castle.
The purpose is to analyze the self-reflection magic of important people through the database of location points, old books, and actual eyewitness accounts or experiences.

Among them, the main targets that the analysis room focuses its attention on are the three newly joined old witches who are currently the commanders of Hexennacht’s corps.

“Orselia Limos, the witch of Proverbs. This is Hexennacht’s strongest power at the moment.
As a summoning type witch, her magnetic magic is ‘Eri Chick Ton’. I am releasing the hungry monster within my body to eat everything.
Her last battle record was in Vienna, Austria in 1909 when she clashed with the homunculus ‘Great Emperor’. “This briefing is based on eyewitness accounts from that time.”

When I lightly tap on the crystal ball that is floating the video like a hologram, a scene that has already recorded hundreds of millions of views in her current life flows.

It was a scene where the Russian dictator launched a strategic nuclear weapon within his country’s territory, but Orselia neutralized humanity’s most powerful weapon with purple smoke and walked away unharmed.

“Erysichthon is achieved through a total of three stages of ‘liberation’, and the dispersion of purple clouds like this is the first stage. This smoke not only corrodes materials, but also eats up physical threats such as shock waves, heat, energy, and vibration, and its extinguishing power is faster than the detonation speed of nuclear weapons.

“This cloud cover provides a good environment for erysichton to thrive, just as it fills the seawater for saltwater fish.”

What followed was a blurry, grainy black-and-white photo.

In the photo, Orselia’s body was cracked in various places, and the cracks had turned into the chewing organs of a strange monster.

“This is the second stage of liberation. This is the stage where changes appear in the body of the witch of Proverbs. The purple mist begins to consume the ‘magic attribute’ or ‘magic’ itself.
In addition, Erysichthon begins to become one with the Witch of Proverbs and possesses powerful regenerative and magic recovery abilities.”

There is no video or photographic record of the final stage.
However, it is only passed down through word of mouth and eyewitness accounts.

“The third stage of liberation is the complete liberation of Erysychthon. It is known to emit tentacles capable of high-speed free-maneuvering.
“If you are dealing with a mediocre witch, considering that the Witch of Proverbs can fight indefinitely and that it has the upper hand over the majority of witches when engaging in a long-term war, quick elimination with a small number of elites is required.”

Among many witches.
Rinne, who was sitting upright next to Siu, glanced at Siu.

First of all, Siwoo seems to be trying to maintain his dignity as the president of Hesed, but you can tell by looking at his expression.
It was an expression that said, ‘I’m so sick of this that I’m going to die.’

Basically, Siwoo really, really hates battles that risk his life.

But underneath it all, there is a firm resolve.
If people around Siwoo are in danger, he will take the lead and face the danger without hesitation.

“Do you have anything to say?”
“It is nothing.”

While Rinne hesitated, the Gremory Librarian continued his briefing in silence.

“Next is the West Corps Commander, Verdant Witch, Verda Tiamat.”

This time, a young face worthy of being called a girl appears in the hologram.

The witch with dark green hair and green eyes was wearing a cloche hat that would have been popular in the 1920s and matching outfit, and was carrying shopping bags with a department store in the background.

It was a disastrous fashion sense that made it clear where the saying “Too much is too little is too little” Came from, but no one was laughing at all.

“There was very little information about her because she is a witch who has rarely been active outside for hundreds of years, but recently she appeared in the Western Army camp and we were able to obtain a lot of information.

The Witch of Verdant is said to bloom ‘Verdant’, which produces fruit-shaped artifacts, and it is reported that through this she is rearming the Western Army.”

To put it simply, he is the head of an artifact factory that mass-produces one-off artifacts.

Although ‘supply’ among witches is not very important, armament is another matter.
If this number is added at once, the risk of Verda strengthening the entire group skyrockets.

“The strengthening of the corps’ power is a strengthening, but her own power cannot be taken lightly. The Verdant Witch is also a strong person who survived the barbaric era.”

It would be ridiculous if the skills of the old witch, who was ranked 23rd and had a different mindset from the witches of the time, were weak.

“Next is the matter about Elara Kronos, the Witch of Time. As the name suggests, it deals with magnetic magic that manipulates time…”

The Gremory Librarian’s report continued until late.

2.
Linnaeus was sure.
Soon, a war unprecedented in history and an unprecedented danger will come.

This was true even while looking at the expansion of Hexennacht, which was slowly entering a stagnant state.

This was far from being the result of logical thinking or rational reasoning, and was closer to pure Linnaeus intuition.

However, she has lived as a witch for hundreds of years.
Hundreds of battles for her life.

Your sense of smell, which is particularly sensitive to the smell of blood, tells you that a magnificent blood-red road will soon unfold.

For Linnaeus, who was cultivating her life in chaos after her death, this kind of intuition was something that extended to her realm of foresight.

“…”

Rinne quietly cleaned his sword.
Cleaning her sword was something Rinne always did to calm her trembling heart.

My army stands at the forefront of the battle line.
Siwoo’s position is nominally a support unit, but he is ultimately a firefighter who will be thrown into the most intense battlefield.

Due to his nature, he will not neglect his role.
He also won’t back down.

A great clash unprecedented in history may endanger my army, which has overcome numerous deaths with outstanding skill and wit.

“…”

In the organization of the Allied Forces of the Society, Linnaeus was also part of the same support unit.
However, that was only due to her organization, and Rinne had decided on her role in her mind.

Her role is to die before Si-woo.
At the most dangerous moment, she protects her husband even if it means throwing her body away.

Siwoo is the savior who brought me out of a life like hell and the reason for living.
Because I love him.

If I can protect him even if I throw away his life like a dog, I think he will be able to close his eyes while smiling.

Because it was truly a selfish reason, Linnaeus did not bother to inform his husband of this promise.

However, there is one thing that bothers me at this point when I am ready to die.

No, rather than saying that I am upset, should I say that I am sad about the unfulfilled wish?

“Are you worried about something?”

The question came from Sharon.

Rinne and Sharon may seem like a somewhat heterogeneous duo, but Sharon is a girl who sticks to wherever she is placed.

Sharon, who easily became close to Rinne, who exudes a unique aura, added her words as she watched Rinne sighing deeply and polishing his sword roughly.

“It is nothing.”
“Well, if I can help, I will. Don’t think too hard about it. “We are all family.”
“… Family?”
“No problem. “It’s family.”

Linnaeus was still expressionless, but she was slightly moved by the heart-warming sound of the words.

Sharon felt pure, like summer sunlight, without any complicated calculations or awareness.
Even though they are two different people with many different years of life and different backgrounds, this is one of the reasons why Linnaeus likes Sharon.

She is different from Dorothy, who is as sneaky as a raccoon and is busy making fun of her even when she carefully asks for counseling for her concerns.
If Sharon were the other person, wouldn’t it be okay for her to voice these concerns?

“You are right. “I have concerns.”
“But. It’s this kind of world. It must be harder not to worry. Say it. “I’m known to be good at giving advice even to people like this, right?”

Sharon puts down the documents she was working hard to organize and looks a bit smug.
Linnaeus carefully put together the words in her head and carefully shared her worries.

“I want to get along with you like father and daughter.”
“Father and daughter?

Sharon’s unique delusional power bloomed and created a scene.
Perhaps because a schema has recently developed that Siwoo’s daughter = Malika, the results of the imagination are disturbing.

Rinne lay expressionlessly in her crib with her baby’s toy in her mouth.
In both hands, she holds a rattle for children’s play like a bidoux, and she is wearing baby underwear with a fish on it and a hair band for children’s children.

There are as many as five words ‘for children’ in the description.

‘Mites.’

Si-woo, seeing Rinne whining in a clear and clear voice telling the announcer to go away, approaches her waving a baby bottle.

‘Oh my, is our Rinne crying again? ‘Is it time to use formula?’
‘(Nod)’
‘Rinne, let’s eat. ‘Wow, I’m eating well.’
‘Jjook jjook.’

Sharon felt lightheaded.
But she barely managed to come to her senses and asked cautiously:

With the thought, ‘I guess not.’

“If it’s father and daughter… Like Mallika?”

Rinne slightly widened her eyes.
This is because the presence of Malika has greatly influenced the recent strengthening of this wind.

As expected, Sharon delicately examines the hearts of others.
Is it possible to predict that far?

Rinne affirms with admiration.

“Yes.”
“…”

Sharon’s chorus of ‘Don’t ask!!!’ Sounds alternately from the left and right.
If it was something this deep and serious, of course I would have pretended not to notice!

“Thanks. “It was a problem that I couldn’t solve alone.”
“Yeah… I guess so…”

But it was late, and Rinne and Sharon’s in-depth consultation began.

City Of Witches

Five years after being kidnapped and ens*aved in a city full of Witches, I became the only male Witch in the world!

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