Chapter 580 – #119_Comedy(2)

#580

One.
Dorothy adapted to witch society surprisingly quickly even to herself.

Even for magic research, money is essential.
He expanded his master’s military business.

As mankind developed, the scale of wars increased, so the unit price of weapons used increased to the point where the eyes popped out.
The military business has also multiplied dozens of times.
The study of magic, which was not neglected in between, raised Dorothy to the high level of the 22nd hierarchy.

It is also possible to enjoy leisurely comfort away from the chased life.
Even when location points were established and pressure and restrictions on achievements increased, they flexibly escaped the gap by establishing several achievements and factions.

Of course, life wasn’t all smooth sailing.
Sometimes, I was betrayed by a witch belonging to the same party and got stabbed in the back of the head, and there were times when I had to hide from a large-scale sweeping battle.

Around the time when he found out later that his life was abnormal, and that it was obviously close to evil if you put it in the standard of good and evil.
It was after Dorothy’s body was also buried in black ashes as she rolled around in the black world.

There was no remorse or self-pity for him.
He didn’t even feel the need to rationalize.
If he hadn’t lived like this, he would have died.

I see
Dorothy suddenly realized.

A life full of ashes.

He had no reason to live.
He just had no reason to die.

2.
“Apprentice witch? You?”
“Yes, this child.”

Dorothy did not live her whole life as a loner.
There were colleagues who met only by weighing gains and losses, but there was also a pretty good friend, a dark witch.

An old witch who has lived for 1,000 years and ‘an outcast who has never been exiled’, Shalit Nukelabi, the witch of the deep sea.
She had a long story before getting to know her, but I don’t think it’s necessary to explain how her mouth hurts.

In the end, it’s a boring story that each other’s values ​​and personalities matched well.

Dorothy looked at the baby, who was surrounded by swaddling clothes and blinked his eyes.
Maybe 5 months old?
He was so small that he didn’t even feel like a human being.

“Is not it cute? How vigorously you cry all day long. He must be a strong kid.”

He knew that Keter had dug into the deepest abyss, but he hadn’t thought he’d brought her witch apprentice with him.

Did her mind weaken as her body weakened?
The sullen Shalit smiled blissfully with her darling gaze.

On the other hand, there was not even the slightest vigilance towards Dorothy.

It’s an easy weakness to exploit.

It was truly defenseless itself.
If Dorothy went on the attack now, he could kill Shalit and extort her brand without any difficulty.

Making such a judgment without thinking about it is like putting on your left foot first when putting on your shoes.
It is a habit that you do without any awareness.

Harmless, innocent, pure eyes.
Her large navy blue eyes blinked and she smiled at Dorothy.

“I guess he likes you.”

Why?
Dorothy felt his chest thump.
Feeling a nervousness he had never felt before, he hurriedly turned her gaze to Shalit.

The place where I looked away from her gaze was not a very comfortable place.
I saw a friend
The look of a friend who thought they would be together for at least hundreds of years in the future.

Shalit, who had been worn out by the years and was more skeptical than Dorothy, smiled as if she was very happy at this moment.

If it was my friend’s happiness, I would have honestly congratulated him.
Was it because the friend she thought would forever be dipping her feet in the same mud suddenly left?

Dorothy had no plans to make an apprentice witch, even if her magical achievements were blocked.

It wasn’t that I made a resolution saying ‘I must do that!’ On a specific day or a specific event as an opportunity.
It was just like calluses that had naturally hardened over hundreds of years of life.

Other witches give meaning to my life with the five letters “For the sake of magic,” But it wasn’t Dorothy.
She’s just been living, and she knows it won’t be easy.

She did not want to pass on her life as a public servant to the witch apprentice.

On the other hand, Shalit, who only thought she was of her own kind, found ‘a reason to die’.
And paradoxically, she looked the happiest she had ever seen.

What Shalit found, Dorothy couldn’t find.
Wanting to know what it was, Dorothy stayed in Shalit’s kingdom for quite some time.

Her newborn baby grew up terribly every day.
She nursed Dorothy in her arms, and she changed L’ruhe’s diaper, who had not yet inherited the bowl.

Looking back, it wasn’t even a fuss.
The baby was a terribly annoying being who wanted 24-hour care.

Even though she was such a strong spiritual body, she spent each day exhausting herself.
Every time she sees a priest who looks happy.

Warm warmth filled one side of her heart, and an unfilled emptiness filled the other side.

To Dorothy, Shalit was only getting weaker by the day.
She was walking towards her death one step at a time, and she was just eating away at her own strength.

She was curious nonetheless.
Like moths to a bonfire, she approached Charlette and Leruyet, knowing that if she went any closer she would be burned.

What Dorothy felt as she saw Leruhe, who grew up day by day and became cuter, and Shalit, who seemed happier day by day.

Envy for what you can’t have.
Low envy and inferiority towards close friends.
And it was a warmth that I thought I didn’t need anymore.

She felt the quagmire of her futility growing deeper with each passing day.
In the end, he couldn’t stand it and ran away, only to find her mother and daughter often.

3.
One day, Shalit suddenly disappeared.
She would have inherited it, she vaguely knew.

It was the time when she had grown up enough for Rruye to take over her succession.
She did not tell Dorothy about it, but she understood, feeling a bit sorry for her best friend who even changed the location of her workshop.

Then, after 10 years, Leruhe met again by chance.

“Dorothy!!!!”

Leruye, who has become even prettier, welcomes Dorothy and embraces her.
Dorothy smiled naturally and hugged her at her cute appearance, which she hadn’t seen in a long time.

Afterwards, she sat down at the malt bar and had an overdue conversation with Leruhe.
Many emotions flooded her heart.

This must be the witch who has received her true love.

Leruye was innocent, bright, sociable, and followed people well.
Her unsuspecting personality and good nature didn’t go anywhere.
To the point where he brought the male witch who killed his familiar into the boat.

Either in a good or bad way.
From one to ten, Dorothy was so different from when she became a new witch.
Feelings were followed by concerns.

Shalit left arrangements for her apprentice, but she said that the important thing was not the ‘trial’.
Even if Leruhe had overcome her ordeal, if she had that mindset, she would easily lose her life to an enemy or an outcast.

However, she is not an apprentice witch, she is a full-fledged witch.
She was not the kind of person Dorothy would go out and mess with.
In the first place, Dorothy wasn’t even that fresh-tempered.

Therefore, the part that Dorothy kept a close eye on was the male witch that Leruyet had brought in as the official secretary.
It was a clear risk factor as long as he did not know the purpose of being by Rruye’s side.

Like most people who have been exposed to exploits, he was open and undisguised in his sharpened hostility.

However, Dorothy was rather observing Siwoo.
While matching his conversation, which was no different from an interrogation, I took a peek at his purpose, temper, and nature in reverse.

He had nothing to observe for long.
He was a man so stupid that he couldn’t even pretend to hide his insides.
To think that you are seriously considering the idea of ​​’Is it right to hate for the sake of merit?’.

I got curious.
Even if he shows a little bit of suspicious behavior, he gets confused and it’s funny that he keeps teasing me.

Since then, he has had a peaceful vacation without any trouble.

Leruet treats Dorothy as her friend without question.
Shin Si-woo, who is suspicious but does not hate Dorothy.

Is it because of the loose flow created by two harmless, innocent, and stupid people?
Dorothy surrendered without thinking to a comfort she had never felt before.

That was until I heard this from Leruhe.

“Isn’t it natural that you, who are public, are much more trusted than the cowards of Gehenna?”

I can’t remember where the words came from.
Le Rue-Tanhe must have said it in the tone that he had no doubts about Dorothy.
And it was a switch that reminded Dorothy of the reality, who was intoxicated with the atmosphere while forgetting the reality for a moment.

L’ruhe was different from Dorothy.
He was ruthlessly trusting, incredibly lax, and kind.

The problem is that such L’ruhe feels hostility towards the witch of Gehenna, and even a faint sense of sympathy towards the outcasts and exploits.
During the conversation, I even confirmed that the idea was quite firm and deep-rooted.

Shalit suffered hardships in her later years because of Keter, so it was understandable.

But empathy ends there.
In Dorothy’s eyes, L’Rue was a lamb that wanted to be close to the wolf.

It was not hard to imagine that if L’ruhe, who was of a different origin, entered this world with such an easygoing attitude, she would have a bad prognosis.

Dorothy thought.

If Rruye were to appear in this world as it is.
If she lives out the rest of her life as an outcast, will she be able to live?

Dorothy thought.

Leruye is not an apprentice witch, but a full-fledged witch.
It was only natural that I would have to slash the sparks that fell on my cloak on my own.
After all, Dorothy has no obligation to worry about her future.

Even though she thought so, the reason why she had a lingering lingering feeling at the edge of her heart was not because Leruhe was a disciple of her close friend.
It must have been because the friendship she had expressed in her honesty was too thick to ignore.

Dorothy made a decision.

Again, Leruye does not fit into public society.
She is even more precarious among outcasts.
As for her sword, every single feather of her feathers must be thoroughly blacked out.

Just like her Dorothy in the past, she had no doubt that one bitter experience would grow her more than a hundred words from her side.

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