Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 222

Episode 222. Eradicating Evildoers (1)

As something that looked like metal was pointed at his back, Number Two became convinced that things were not going well.

The 'No. 3' he knows wouldn't do something like this. That means the person aiming the 'metal thing' at his back right now isn't 'No. 3'.

With just a little thought, I was able to easily come to a conclusion.

“……No. 3?”

“What do you think would have happened?”

A relaxed tone contrasting with the current situation where cold sweat is running down.

“I came out on purpose to ask that.”

It was impossible not to know from the beginning. The voice had changed and the tone was polite. That wasn't 'No. 3's'.

That's why 'No. 2' brought Iza here on purpose to be in this situation.

To tell a story.

“Well, you felt something was strange when you first talked to me, right?”

This one seemed to have noticed it too. I tried my best to act so that it wouldn't be noticed, so that the other 'disciples' wouldn't notice either.

“So? What happened to number 3?”

There was something he wanted to hear first. Number 2 kept opening his mouth to hear it.

“He died.”

The answer to No. 2's question was a cold sentence. Hearing that, No. 2 clenched his fists and trembled his lips.

“With your own hands……?”

Even though it is said that he was in a state of temporary death due to a 'trap', he is not completely dead.

But if they were killed to steal their jewelry and clothes, it would be a different story.

“Before that.”

Number 2 took a deep breath. Guilt was washing over him. If he hadn't taken responsibility for this in the first place, this wouldn't have happened.

“Are you brothers?”

Biting his trembling lips tightly, Number 2 nodded.

“I see. That’s a shame.”

The voice heard from behind was even more subdued. After that, the feeling of the 'metal' touching my back disappeared.

No. 2, who felt that, slowly lifted his head. Just as he had thought, ‘Yurien’, who had been chasing him, was standing there.

“Why did you put the sword away?”

Yurian shrugged her shoulders at No. 2's question.

“I put my sword away, as this is an opponent who does not need to be pointed at.”

A joke that isn't even funny.

With that thought, No. 2 checked Yurian's waist.

The scabbard that hadn't even been drawn yet. He had the upper hand in the battle. If he had just lowered his sword for a moment, his head wouldn't have been on his neck.

“Shouldn’t we take revenge?”

At that moment, Yulian spoke with a faint smile.

He couldn't tell whether that smile was always there or not, but No. 2 swallowed without realizing it at the unchanging atmosphere.

“Isn’t that why I hid from everyone that I wasn’t ‘Number 3’?”

right.

“And don’t you know that we need an ‘outsider’ to get revenge?”

That's true too.

Number 2 started to get goosebumps. He thought he had called Iza in to talk, but it turned out that 'Yurian' had created this situation to use him.

“How much…… do you know?”

A 'disciple' cannot harm a 'master'.

That is the magic that the wizard 'Hemmel' cast on his disciples.

Because of that, no matter how dissatisfied the 'disciples' were, they could not even touch Hemmel's body with their fingertips.

“More than you know.”

A dubious smile.

As his confident tone suggested, Yulian felt as if he knew more than she did.

***

Numbers 2 and 3 were sent to check the safety of one of the two paths.

Of the two, 'Number 2' returned. Hemmel, who received his report, opened his mouth in a bewildered tone.

“Are you saying you found Yulian?”

“Yes, Master.”

Yurian, who had gone inside before us. I couldn't figure out how he found out about the existence of this 'dungeon'-like place, but it was easy to see that he had some connection to this place.

If there had been no relation at all, I would not have been able to get through the trap at the entrance and come in here.

'That's strange.'

However, Hemmel felt something strange about the report from No. 2.

The disciples you see before your eyes now are more like biological batteries than the commonly known 'disciples'.

The reason why such people were specifically called 'disciples' was because the more successors they trained, the more financial support they could receive from the Magic Tower.

'If it weren't for the money, I wouldn't have gone through all this trouble.'

Because of this, Hemmel bought up 'orphans' all over the country, imprinted them with his 'mana blood', and named them 'disciples'.

“What happened to the number 3 we sent together?”

“Number 3 is…….”

In response to Hemmel's question, No. 2 trailed off with a sorrowful voice.

“I was taken by surprise by Yurian……”

“You seem like a useless person.”

After spitting out a sharp remark, Hemmel stood up and readjusted his cane.

“Go ahead, we’ll catch up.”

“Aren’t you going to wait for No. 4 and No. 5 to return?”

Bam──!

Hemmel, annoyed by No. 2's questioning, hit him on the jaw with his cane.

“If Yurian goes deeper, wouldn’t it be harder to find it?”

Hemmel clicked his tongue and said, looking at No. 2, whose gaze was turned away in pain.

“Besides, now that they know we’re being pursued, they can’t control time anymore.”

This place may be an unknown space to 'Hemmel', but it may not be so to Yurian.

There may be a back door that you can sneak out through, and even if not, if you give them time, they'll be able to gain the upper hand.

“Number 1, you stay here and bring Numbers 4 and 5 back when they return.”

“Yes, Master.”

“What are you doing, Number 2? You’re not taking the lead.”

"All right."

As Hemmel spoke, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Number 2 began to move forward.

A little deeper.

As he went deeper into the dungeon, Hemmel suddenly began to feel something strange about 'Yurien'.

'Why can't I feel the mana?'

Mana is present in both living and non-living things.

Although untrained people or inanimate objects may not have a 'mana blood', the 'mana blood' is ultimately just an organ that allows for easy use of mana.

Therefore, for magicians skilled in 'management of mana', it was not a problem to find the location of anything, whether it was a living thing or an inanimate object, with just a little concentration.

Hemmel considered several possibilities.

'There is no possibility that someone as big as Yurian would be without mana.'

There are two reasons why you can't feel mana.

His 'mana management method' far surpassed his own.

Or, it has reached a level that cannot be 'understood' by worldly methods.

‘… … It’s something that neither of us can understand.’

Hemmel is a wizard.

He is such an outstanding wizard that he was given the title of ‘Three Colors’ as an ‘Imperial Wizard’.

It was impossible for someone to be better at 'management of mana' than Hemmel, and it was also absurd to say that he had reached an incomprehensible 'realm'.

“There you are, Master.”

Hemmel, who had been lost in thought, raised his head at the sound of No. 2's voice.

As he walked a little further in the direction he was pointing, darkness greeted him, making it impossible to see even an inch ahead.

“What a place without any light.”

Hemmel swung his cane once, muttering to himself.

Then, a sphere of light emerged from his staff, providing a faint light that would allow him to navigate the dark path.

"hmm?"

As Hemmel was about to walk forward relying on the dim light, his 'disciple' lying on the floor appeared before his eyes.

It wasn't difficult to recognize them, as they were dressed in special clothing to make a clear distinction.

“Is it number 3?”

“……I think so.”

At No. 2's words, Hemmel scoffed and ignored his disciple's body.

“Where is Yurian?”

“I think we need to go a little further.”

"hmm."

Hemmel let out a short sigh. Suddenly, he began to feel a strange 'gaze' in this place.

“Number 2.”

"yes?"

“From now on, you take the lead.”

With that, Hemmel canceled the 'Lamp' spell he had cast.

Darkness fell again, and the torch that No. 2 was holding became the only landmark in this place where you couldn't see even an inch ahead.

“Oh, I understand.”

Number 2 nodded. As he started walking ahead, Hemmel also started following him, keeping his distance.

'this guy.'

You're not even shaken by the sight of the dead body of No. 3.

'Suspicious.'

Betrayal is impossible. The 'disciple' cannot harm the 'master'. That was the contract Hemmel implanted with the 'orphans' he brought in from all over the country.

'However, it is possible to borrow external power.'

There was a loophole in the 'contract' he had made. Hemmel could not have been unaware of it.

Hemmel, whose thoughts had reached that point, waved his cane and began to spill silvery liquid onto the floor.

Having reached the extreme of the element of water, he could manipulate 'mercury' as if it were his own limbs, and by infusing it with mana, he could harden it to a degree that it was harder than steel.

“Even though I bought it with money, it taught me magic that I would never have been able to learn in my entire life.”

Clicking his tongue at the thought of having such an impertinent thought, Hemmel pointed his cane at Number Two, who was walking ahead.

“Did you think such a shallow trick would work?”

That became a signal, and the scattered mercury began to rush towards No. 2.

But before reaching No. 2, the mercury changed direction once and began to plummet to the ground.

That place is the body of No. 3.

Kkaddddddddddd!

With a sound like metal grinding, No. 3's body fell to the floor, torn to pieces like his clothes.

“Ugh, ugh…….”

As embarrassment spread across Number 2's face, a smile appeared on Hemmel's lips.

“I guess you were planning to pretend to be a corpse, hide Yurian, and then launch a surprise attack, but such a shallow trick won’t work on me……?”

Krrrrrrrrrr──!

Hemmel, who felt something strange, immediately turned his gaze towards the corpse of No. 3, who was presumed to be 'Yurien'.

There were no fragments of flesh or traces of blood.

'……eye?'

The pupils were floating around a lot.

Kick.

As if mocking, the pupils looked at Hemmel with a mocking smile.

Because the surroundings were dark, it was difficult to see the exact shape. Once again, at the moment when I was about to use the 'Lamp' magic.

“It disappeared?”

The pupils disappeared.

Kikki kick.

Laughter came from the left.

Chorrrrrrrr──!

Hemmel hurriedly fired 'Mercury' towards it, but it only swirled in the air.

Kikki kick.

This time from the right.

“Ugh.”

An environment where nothing can be seen.

And, the monster-like eyes that look at yourself.

'It's like a dog… I can't even feel the mana inside Yurian.'

A cold sweat ran down his back at the thought that he might be ambushed at any moment, but Hemmel did not cast the 'Lamp' magic.

If you use 'Lamp', your location will be exposed.

“Yurien.”

Hemmel opened his mouth, pretending to be as calm as possible.

“You won’t be able to see anything in this darkness either?”

I couldn't be sure what that 'monster' was, but it was certain that it had made some kind of deal with 'Number 2'.

The monster seemed to have no intelligence, so it was probably related to 'Yurien'. That's why Hemmel called out 'Yurien's' name.

If you can hear the voice, sending 'mercury' there will solve the problem.

“Hoo hoo, Sir Hemmel.”

I heard a voice. Right in front of my eyes.

“Whoaaaaah!”

A startled Hemmel swung the 'Mercury' around, but this time he felt no sensation.

“Ugh, ugh.”

Fear began to creep into Hemmel's eyes.

'Uh, how… … .'

Yulian, that guy has definitely reached his destination.

'no way.'

Do we even have 'eyes' that can see through this abyssal darkness?

“It is as you think.”

As if reading Hemmel's thoughts, his voice came from the darkness.