Chapter 198 – The Old Man Found in the Mist Nest

‘I’m not angry…?’

Lilyne spends her time fooling around with Roman, but there is a moment when she suddenly encounters reality.

Although I know that this is obviously making a fuss on my own, regardless of Roman’s intentions.

There are times like right now when a sentence or a single word flashes my mind.

“…”

Lilin’s mind was shaken by Roman’s staring gaze.

Did she really get the feeling that her own words were ‘accusation’?

His face was smiling because he was angry, but the tension did not disappear because Roman had a fickle side.

Of course, she never showed anger towards herself or her party members until this point.

In fact, the experience of seeing the angry state in front of my eyes was so intense.

When Roman’s real faucet turns, it doesn’t end with simply shouting and threatening or fistfighting like other adventurers.

Even if you have a strong power that can’t know the end.

He is cold-hearted, thorough, and has no mercy in his hands.

‘Mr. Roman is platinum, not gold…’

Let’s not forget the usual unreserved and gentle appearance.

It reminds me of how great the man in front of me is.

Every time I met Roman, I got along well, but these memories came up once in a while, and I felt sorry and troubled.

As the memories of her past come to mind, Alice, a rescue ship that will save herself from the suffocating scene alone, arrives.

Now was the moment to drink a drink to calm her sore stomach.

“You asked me if Alice was her taste?”

“···Yes?”

Whoop-!

Thanks to Roman quickly grabbing the plate and pulling it out, the misfortune of Lilyne’s spouting liquid soaking the dish didn’t happen.

“I’m sorry!”

Wiping the corner of her wet mouth with her sleeve, Lilyne found something to wipe, but she didn’t even need to wipe, as the only wet thing she had was a wooden board.

“Sit down. You should eat before it gets cold.”

I put the bowl back in its original place and woke up Alice, who was standing in a daze, blinking her eyes.

“Uh… Yes!”

As if nothing had happened, he took out the food and placed it in front of Lily and Alice while Roman crossed his arms and thought.

“It’s my taste for women…”

“”···!””

I continue to think about two women who are surprised once again while trying to eat food.

It was because of the blood of the unicorn that I preferred virgins out of habit in the guild.

If you ask me if I have a solid taste in appearance… I don’t know these days.

In bed, maid uniforms and garter belts are not individual characteristics, but castle walls.

What is my preference now that I have women with my own color?

Does breast size matter? Even if my women’s hearts disappear and become cliffs, I can still love them as I do now.

‘Then this isn’t it.’

What’s your hair style? If you look at my girls, their styles are different, so this is not the case either.

All of them are beautiful, but each face has its own unique characteristics, so I can’t say for certain which one I prefer the most.

If you choose one because it is the best in appearance, it means that the other is not, so wouldn’t it be better to be blunt?

Towards the wall, they listen to everything you say, so you can cool off with each other.

In the end, the most important thing is…

“A woman of faith.”

Lilyne, who knew what I was talking about from the past, expressed her doubts.

“…Have the standards changed?”

“It’s not a change, it’s an addition.”

“Um…”

I smiled in response as Lilyne lowered her eyebrows and let out her drool.

But the blonde girl couldn’t keep up with the story now.

‘What did that mean?’

If I ask again, she kept her mouth shut because she had a gut feeling that she would really break down.

Alice moved her hand as she rolled her bright eyes to and fro to catch her situation.

He chews on the meat generously coated with the special sauce and tries to figure out the situation.

“Isn’t it a bit unexpected that Chambers is still sober?”

“He has self-control.”

“Well, except for Lark, that’s…”

What follows is a story that is difficult for oneself to intervene.

The atmosphere is good in its own right, but I thought that even she was not enough to bring up a topic that would break her mood by talking about my own daughter and all.

“You spent too much time on it.”

– Siik.

As soon as she showed signs of leaving her seat, Tero jumped out of Roman’s head.

“Are you going to order?”

Alice’s eyes widened at those words, but he shook her head and stood up from her seat.

Dreuk-

“No. I have to go out because I have other business to do.

“…Not at all. Thanks to Roman-san, I ate well.”

“No! It was an honor! I ate well!!”

Alice, who hurriedly passed the meat in her mouth, stood up and greeted her.

Giggling, he stroked Alice’s hair and left her seat.

“See you next time. Don’t die.”

“Yes!!”

Alice smiled brightly at Roman’s words as he returned, promising the next day.

Looking at Roman’s back, Lilyne was lost in her thoughts.

‘Something··?’

Something has definitely changed

There was definitely a strangely unique and soft attitude in the past.

I could see fatigue and anger in it that I couldn’t hide.

But now it feels like my mind has entered a period of complete stability.

*****

“Hmm.”

She got on the gate and came out of the manor, and as she ran, she opened the notebook in which she had recorded her information and checked it once again.

She fidgets with artificial demon flesh with one hand, then tosses it into her inventory along with her notebook, increasing her speed.

‘I’ll be back before dinner, right?’

She spent more time at the tavern than she thought.

The sun is still up for her, but she can’t stop her feet while she’s at work, not knowing how long it will take.

A mask was worn on her face and her body was covered in a loose robe.

She ran through the trees in a suspicious manner.

Sarak-

As she passes the trees with stiff leaves, the damp smell of rain hits her nose.

What catches your eye is not the sea, but the river.

The thick fog sitting on the river and threatening it was impressive.

A place where unknown fog spreads all year long while walking along a large river.

In the game, it is an area marked as Mist Nest.

Among the villages along the river, there is a village with a strange name called ‘Waporem’.

Several small and large villages arrived at their destination without long fussing around the river.

‘It’s a good find for a first-time traveler.’

If you look inside, the picture is no different from the surroundings, and most of them live by scavenging fish in the river.

Despite my appearance, I am busy doing my own thing.

They spend their daily lives fixing a rotten boat or removing the guts of a fish they caught.

What is unique about this village is that there is not a single child to be seen, and the majority are middle-aged to elderly.

Just by looking at the gloomy atmosphere, it was clear that this was the town he was looking for.

Widely. Widely. Widely.

Dig inside and head to the riverside.

An old man without an arm is sitting in a tree where boats are tied to go out to the river, staring blankly at the river.

Snap-

My head heads here at the sound of metal.

“Take it.”

One silver coin for two copper coins.

Put a silver coin between the fairy tales and give it to the old man.

I don’t know what this means, but the old man didn’t say anything, got up from his seat and started walking.

Slow step.

When they arrive at the cabin, which seems about to collapse in heavy rain, the old man gets on his knees and slides a coin under the closed door.

Kiik-

A door that opens at the same time.

“I don’t think it’s been ten years since a guest came here.”

Upon entering the cabin, an old man with a benevolent impression greets you.

He puts a bookmark on the book and puts his glasses in the barrel.

‘Morgan Blackwood’

Among the executives of the Mendes Pentagram, the man at the top.

One of the few people with direct contact with the head of the group, he has lived his entire life worshiping the devil.

Compared to his lofty power and position close to the group’s leader, his appearance was filthy.

This is not camouflage. This crazy group was originally like this.

In his head, all he has to do is cross over into Pandemonium and become a demon.

Gold coins, alcohol, women, and demons are all things that must be thrown away, so they stay away from worldly things.

It shows the opposite tendency to Nema Natas, who has always been rooted in the empire and does troublesome things, and of course the relationship is the worst.

It’s not just Nema Natas who doesn’t get along with them.

When other warlocks do something that insults the devil, they turn a blind eye and run at them without thinking about the strength and size of the group, so they are like mad dogs in the same industry.

I am not interested in reality, so it will be a big hand depending on how I use it.

“I came to show you this. To tell you where you got it from.”

The wrinkles on his face deepened as I glimpsed the artificial demon’s flesh.

“…Tell me right away.”

The voice sank low, and the atmosphere in the house changed and twisted.

“It’s an important story from now on, so I hope there are as few ears as possible to hear it.”

When I looked at the old man standing behind me and said, Morgan’s dry lips moved.

“I’ll do that. Kill yourself.”

“Yes!”

At his words, the old man happily takes out the dagger from the top of the drawer.

“Pandemonium will greet me!!!”

Hooked!

Clean self-determination without feeling even the slightest bit of anxiety or fear.

Thud!

The old man fell like a puppet with a string cut off, dripping his blood.

It wasn’t that other warlocks were avoiding them for nothing.

“Why?”

I wondered if it was a waste of manpower to overpower visitors.

“Look at it. It’s not something that could harm the customer.”

Morgan flicked her wrinkled fingers, and the pool of blood on the floor moved and created her gin.

-The dimwitted person realized it in his second letter. He must not mate with an unbeliever. He doesn’t fit in Justice and injustice cannot go hand in hand, so neither can light and darkness.

Holding Gleipnir in my bosom, I heard a familiar spell, stroked Gleipnir once, and returned it.