Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 118

Episode 118. Humanity (1)

As I looked down at the bottom of the high cliff, where there was only black space, I felt goosebumps run down my back.

If someone falls from this height and survives, then they must be the sun god Solarun and the demon Barbatos.

“Phew…….”

I took a step back from the cliff and looked at the slime dripping down the ground where I had just been, and I burst out laughing.

I guess you've been experimenting nonstop. That's how much 'leftover thoughts' you've collected.

'Clothes are… … .'

I lowered my gaze.

It wasn't a bizarre coat with a fluorescent or pink color, but it seemed to adhere to the line of 'common sense'.

Because of that, the clothes that were not 'liked' but were 'humane' were damaged here and there due to 'lingering thoughts'.

'It's not that I'm saving it, but it's still the best of the best, so it's annoying.'

I still can't understand the fashion sense of those who are obsessed with anything labeled as "luxury" regardless of their own taste.

'But why am I okay even though I overturned the remaining thoughts?'

Aiden's last move was a desperate move that even surprised me.

The resentment and toxicity attached to ‘ideology’ are very poisonous.

Just by coming into contact with it, an ordinary person's whole body will twist along with mana blood, become contaminated from the inside, and not only will they be 'demonized', they will even go so far as to turn into a 'demon' who has lost their reason.

There was an unconfirmed system message floating in the corner of my vision.

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⇒ The 〈Demon King’s Vessel〉 trait protects against contamination.

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Was it because of this?

After reading the passage once, I could vaguely understand why my body was fine.

If I had known for sure, I wouldn't have been talking nonsense like 'self'.

Isn't this just nonsense from someone who doesn't even know the first thing about philosophy?

“From now on, I mustn’t let my guard down so that something like this doesn’t happen again…? Hmm?”

'It's a military force, … It's a military force, … … It's a military force.'

The polite speech echoed in my head.

Why do I automatically start speaking politely?

Wasn't the character of 'Black Knight' applied before 'polite speech'?

“Uh, uhm…….”

As I groaned and grabbed my head, I could see why.

There was a crack in the mask. You could feel skin through it.

“Hey, what’s wrong with you?”

The mask made of 'Sombra' was not maintaining the hardness it used to have.

Several 'Sombras' that have already started to fall in a shape close to 'mud', ready to flow away at any moment, are being absorbed into my shadow.

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⇒ 〈Sombra〉 protected herself from the magic.

⇒ 〈Sombra〉 is being reconstructed.

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Upon closer inspection, it was clear that Sombra had also developed a shallow membrane over her skin to protect herself from the residual thoughts.

Still, it's strange.

Even though he had the fate of being the villain known as the “Demon King’s Vessel,” he would not have been able to prevent the physical damage of the “residual thoughts.”

'I'm telling you, this guy is definitely alive.'

This is a thought that has come to me more and more since I felt my life was threatened in the Holy Land.

How dare you do something like this without being asked to do it.

It seems that he acted unilaterally to protect me.

To be exact, it was probably an attempt to protect one's own life.

'Still, it's a helpful selfishness.'

A weakened Sombra will heal over time, but it is unknown how long this will take.

How to quickly restore it to its original state.

'I know.'

One of the ways that demons heal their wounds is through cannibalism.

But even if he's crazy, would anyone eat a demon?

Except for the 'Northern Barbarians', that wouldn't happen. Probably.

'Ugh.'

Just thinking about putting that slimy body in my mouth made me feel nauseous. Even Yurian seemed to hate it so much that he got goosebumps.

'I have no choice but to use the soul stone to slowly heal myself.'

It may not be as dramatic a recovery as 'cannibalism', but it may shorten the time.

Luckily, I had a spare soul stone. I got it from the Holy Land.

First of all, now that the situation has been sorted out, should we go back to the mansion and do some cleaning? We also need to think about what might happen in the future and prepare for it… … .

“Hey, the black knight?”

While I was briefly organizing my thoughts, I heard Ailin's voice.

Just as I was about to turn my head away, as if nothing had happened.

'Oops!'

The mask is damaged by 'residual thoughts'.

I turn my head without thinking, stopping my body from speaking.

Since your face is exposed, it is certain that you will use formal language if you say anything.

“Ugh…….”

At that moment, a panicked voice was heard from behind. Perhaps it was because it had discovered the 'residual thoughts' flowing from the floor.

“Where is Aiden?”

Now that the person you were fighting with is gone, isn't this a natural question?

Eileen continued to ask questions, unable to see the situation clearly due to the smoky smoke caused by the encounter between 'Remnant Thought' and Sombra.

I'd like to answer, but.

'ah…….'

I couldn't open my mouth when I realized that the damn "formal language" was coming out again.

What should I do?

I can't speak, I can't even turn my face.

In a frustrating situation, I used body language, a universal language.

Swish.

He pointed towards the cliff with his hand.

"……okay."

It was simple body language, but a bitter voice came from behind, as if someone had understood.

Meanwhile, the mask made of 'Sombra' began to slide down from his face.

Chul-chul.

As the slimy 'Sombra' touched the ground, a sound echoed through the culvert.

“Blood…? Are you hurt!?”

Hey, don't come. I told you not to come!

Without looking back to stop her from striding towards him, he raised his sword and aimed it at her.

“If you’re injured, you need to get treatment! There’s a lot of magic flowing around here!”

But he's spitting out words that say that magic is seeping into the wound and that it could be more dangerous.

'No. You are more dangerous than Magi.'

A cliff in front. Eileen behind.

A situation where your identity cannot be revealed.

Damn it! This is a mess.

“Come out! The amount of thoughts is increasing!”

As she said, the amount of thoughts flowing out of the hole in the ceiling is increasing.

“I don’t understand. Really! I’ll just go!”

No, don't come!

I was so surprised that I reflexively opened my mouth.

“I don’t need it…… I don’t……”

I'm about to start speaking politely.

“Ugh!”

I bit my tongue to keep it from moving so as not to be caught.

Although the words were blocked, the 'Sombra' that was wrapped around the 'Moon Jang Sword' also began to lose its shape.

Please… … . Why are you doing this to me?

In order to hide the dazzling jewel sword, I quickly put it back in its scabbard and took a step towards the cliff.

'If this is a waterway leading to the dam, then there is a passage below… … .'

there is!

“Wait a minute, what the……!”

As we prepared to jump down the cliff, I heard Eileen's panicked voice.

I know I'm going to look like a crazy person. I'm also at a loss as to what to do.

I quickly put the 'Moon Jang Sword' back in its scabbard and jumped down.

Just below, he grabbed the end of the hole leading to another waterway with his hand and ran inside.

***

“Ugh……!”

As she was about to approach the cliff where the 'Black Knight' had fallen, Eileen took a step back, covering her breathing apparatus with the terrible magic.

He probably didn't jump to his death. There must have been some way to make that decision.

But why?

She couldn't quite tell what the liquid that had dripped and fallen to the ground a moment ago was, but she guessed it was blood.

“The wound looked deep, so why did you run away…?”

I don't know. Until just a moment ago, you weren't avoiding mixing words.

“Surely you ran away because you were hurt?”

He was a man who tried to hide his identity to the point of going around hiding his face with a mask.

They are people who fundamentally distrust humans, and they absolutely avoid showing their weaknesses to others.

“You’re so stubborn. Really.”

When we met in the sewer, he gave me enough credit to use magic even when his sword was pointed at me.

Eileen felt bad for no reason because she couldn't gain any trust.

Anyway, he's someone else.

With that thought in mind, I erased the negative thoughts and turned my gaze towards the cliff where my thoughts were flowing down.

“Aiden.”

I couldn't get close, but I could tell it was incredibly tall.

Even though the 'Black Knight' also jumped, I was confident that the man would somehow survive.

But in the case of 'Aiden', I didn't think like that at all.

It would be difficult for a weak wizard to survive in these depths.

maybe.

***

After arriving at the mansion, I washed myself with hot water and changed into suitable clothes, and the servant told me that a guest had arrived.

As the door opens, a familiar face comes in.

Korund?

“I’m sorry, Sir Yurian!”

All of a sudden, the guy lowered his head and put an apple in his mouth.

“Because Aiden passed away midway, it was……impossible to release all the magical tools!”

It was a bit disappointing, but I'm glad you're being honest.

That's how scared 'Yurien' was.

“It’s okay. I’ve already roughly ‘organized’ the things I had in mind anyway.”

“Organization… are you talking about that?”

“Are you curious? I can tell you.”

At the word 'organization', the color of 'fear' spread thickly over Korund's head.

“Oh, no!”

“Raise your head, Korund. Haven’t you been ‘trying’ as well?”

At my words, Korund carefully lifted his head from where it had been lying on the ground.

“No, effort……. Then are you going to spare my life?”

Save my life and sleep.

I never really thought much about Korund in the first place.

But why are you so scared? Ah, Pintel… … .

“I don’t know what Lord Pintel said, but it’s okay. We’re both bishops, aren’t we?”

“Go, thank you……!”

In fact, it would have been best to just leave him alone, terrified and unable to do anything, but I felt a little sorry for him.

'When I first saw you, you definitely had gained a lot of weight.'

I felt a little thinner, as if I had stopped eating or drinking due to a nervous breakdown.

It's a fear diet… … but it's pretty effective, right?

“Thank you for your hard work. Lord Corund, would you like to go back now? I have some personal business to attend to after this.”

"All right!"

Korund nodded urgently, greeted him politely, and then turned around.

It seems like bishops have been visiting the mansion a lot lately.

If anyone saw me, they would think I was the 'Patriarch'.

‘… … Should we give it a try?’

***

After Korund left, he asked the butler not to let anyone into the office, not even guests.

After that, I took out a small jewelry box that I had kept in a drawer.

What's inside is a mixed stone.

It belongs to Idel, the triangle demon who drove me to the brink of death in the Holy Land.

'If I feed it to Sombra, it'll probably heal her to some extent.'

The dark red color of the stone made me feel slightly repulsed, perhaps because of the memory of having been turned over by the 'remnant thoughts' in the sewer.

It is not the power of the spirit contained within that makes one reject it, but rather a physiological rejection.

Wow! I burned my clothes!

“……But how should I give it to you?”

Should I put the mixed grain in the rice bowl and tell Sombra to eat it?

I'm starting to recognize them as living things, but they're too much like pets.

It's not even a companion demon.

“……Please eat.”

I placed the Soul Stone in my hand and recalled my memory of absorbing 'Sombra' before, leading me to absorb the Soul Stone.

At that time, 'Sombra', who had been as quiet as death, began to move.

As expected of a demon, it moves with all its might because it has something to eat.

Srrrr.

'Sombra', who had been hovering around the soul stone, poked it as if checking something, then stopped moving and started returning to my body again.

It feels like he has a sharp expression on his face.

What the heck. No way… … .

“Are you a picky eater right now?”