Became a Villain in Romance Fantasy - Became a Villain in Romance Fantasy chapter 14

14-Magic Tower (1)

“Oh… Isn’t that too much for a slave like me?”

Cecile continued to fiddle with her clothes as if the feel of the silk was strange.

‘…Same.’

Couldn’t it be my misunderstanding?

There was an unexpected sense of anticipation. If you are simply a twin-like person, you could see it with a rare probability as you go through life.

Before the all-out war with the demon king began, the continent had not yet been divided. Most of the people I met here were younger than I knew. Cecile was no different.

So I had some expectations. ‘What if it was actually a different girl from Cecil?’ It could be someone else in the next 3 years.

So I gave an order to Sebastian. Prepare a black cloak made of silk.

“I tried searching for tops and bottoms, but silk is a material that can only be obtained from an island country across the sea… For now, I can only get one coat from our territory.”

“Enough.”

For a while, Sebastian had been scolding me for buying Cecil, but now he was just looking at me with a relaxed expression.

‘I only asked for a coat, but you’re trying to get something else. He is also a competent person.’

In fact, his work efficiency was very high compared to his age, and he was able to handle at least trivial tasks during the craft work. It was amazing every time I saw them following me.

If you wanted to, it seemed like you could easily get the palace scribe even now.

That wasn’t the problem.

Cecil’s appearance in a black coat is the perfect witch. She was a witch of misfortune.

As the saying goes, clothes are wings, I just changed my clothes and I started to look different.

Previously, she was seen as a pitiful slave, but now she could be considered a noble lady from somewhere.

“But…Sebastian.”

“Yes.”

“About Cecil’s clothes. Aren’t they a bit tidy?”

“The village seamstress said that because she has a different body type than normal people. If she didn’t dress like that, it would make her look even messier.”

“I understand.”

I understand what you mean. Maybe he gave me clothes like that because he was worried that his top would pop off because of his chest.

Still, isn’t that too much? It was so clingy that I wondered if I should make something like a hoodie with an overfit.

The perception of blind slaves is so damn bad, so I tried to go around wearing good clothes. But that’s what made me hate it even more.

‘This is what I’m talking about. It’s hard to just survive, it’s hard.’

Honestly, even when I first became aware of the possession, I wanted to make a harem while filming even munchkin matchless.

Now that I’m here… I can feel it just by eating well and living well.

“If you reject me every day, is there any reason why you gave me this kind of clothes?”

Cecile looked at me as if she still didn’t understand.

I refused every day. Night service.

Cecil was a necromancer, even if she hadn’t fully awakened her powers yet.

She was sure she couldn’t trust Cecil and now that she was mixing her body, she could become a familiar who must obey her words.

Among the words I heard in the past, there was a saying like this.

– If you play your dick as a dick, you will be f*cked.

Obviously beautiful, with a nice body, and big breasts…No, but very big.

Cecile decided not to touch it. Because she won’t trust me yet.

I don’t have any intention of refusing it even though it’s served up to my mouth.

Just. Now she doesn’t know if it’s poisonous or not, so she just spit it out.

“So you’re wondering why you gave her clothes?”

“Yes. It seems too much for a slave like me.”

“Because from now on, the places I will stop by will require minimum attire.”

A slight shadow fell on Cecile’s expression. Do you have to wear expensive clothes to go there? He seemed to be having a delusion about where a guy who bought a blind s*x slave like himself would go.

“Where are you going…”

Cecil strangely twisted her body and grabbed my hand.

“…Anyway, it’s a bit much to have your first experience at a drug orgy party for nobles…”

If you’re going to do something, do you want to do it one-on-one first?

I should have known from the time I proudly introduced myself as a s*x slave.

That this year is not normal.

“…We are going to the Magic Tower.”

**

Magic Tower.

In most of the last novels I read, the Mage Tower didn’t play a very important role.

If you had to choose the most important thing, would it be the Magic Tower Master? It would not be an exaggeration to say that he came out to raise the status of the powerful person representing the Mage Tower.

However, the concept of the magic tower in this world was different.

‘Because it’s a world that only wizards know about.’

Those who can use magic in this world can be divided into two categories.

In the past, there were wizards among our ancestors, and there were those who manifested mana through atavism.

The other group was crazy about magic itself.

Just to put it simply.

It can be said that geniuses who sometimes grumble while solving math problems that come out while living in the world are wizards.

If there is a magic that cannot be dealt with due to lack of mana, the place where the guys who remodel the spell gather.

That was the magic tower.

Of course, the owner of the mage tower is the craziest one.

‘In the original story of Angelica, she went to the Mage’s Tower to learn some magic, and then she went through hardships.’

Although they were magic geeks, they were dragged into war when bored. The pride of being a wizard is said to be great.

For that reason, they said that it is possible to visit the Mage’s Tower only with minimal formality.

So it wasn’t just an excuse to buy Cecile clothes.

It was absolutely not a story made up because Sebastian was glaring at me.

Dumb-.

Dumb-.

‘This sh*t.’

I couldn’t get used to this rattling wagon no matter how many times I rode it.

Other civilizations are magic, so while doing sorcery, I just finished it for convenience sake.

I couldn’t understand why only wagons were shaped like this. Even though I was riding on a well-maintained road, I felt like I was riding a bike on gravel roads.

“So. The lord just protected me!”

“I see. You’re cool.”

In front, Angelica and Cecil were flirting about what they liked.

‘Good is good… Maybe.’

**

From noble mtl dot com

“Take a blind slave… Not a normal guy.”

“To put such luxurious clothes on there.”

“Hey… There’s a maid, but the meaning of taking a blind slave… That’s it.”

I arrived at the entrance of the Magic Tower and stopped the carriage for the visit procedure. With the privilege of nobility and Sebastian’s arrangements, she thought she’d get in quickly.

As soon as they learned that Cecil was blind, the guards’ attitude changed in an instant.

I didn’t think that the perception would be smashed to this extent.

I roughly expected it…But seeing the direct reactions, I could understand why Sebastian was making such a fuss.

‘It’s not good to enter.’

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“Looking at his outfit… He looks like a noble somewhere, but he doesn’t seem to fit in with our Mage Tower.”

While arguing with the guards, a man with dark circles extending to both cheeks walked out.

‘Evan, Master of the Magic Tower.’

A guy who is considered a genius who has reached the pinnacle of magic science.

At this point, if there was a reason he was showing such a difficult face, it was only one.

“I made an appointment in advance.”

“Still, I don’t think the answer the nobles want can be found in the Mage Tower.”

“I heard that there is a problem with the star’s mana disappearing, but if it’s not, I’ll leave it alone.”

Is it a characteristic of the mage tower that does not think very well of nobles? To those who didn’t show me a very good attitude, I blew a word and turned around.

As soon as they heard my words, the eyes of Evan and the guards changed in an instant.

Even so, I ignored them and took care of Alice and Cecil.

“Looks like it’s not here. Let’s go somewhere else.”

“Yes!”

“Okay.”

As I was about to get on the carriage again, Evan, who was immersed in his thoughts, grabbed the hem of my clothes.

“Let’s listen to the story.”

‘Caught.’

**

“Eh, do you mean that the demon king’s army has an underground base?”

“It doesn’t matter if you check.”

The magic tower guys were strong. He builds a huge tower with 100 floors and dispatches to each country for huge research funds.

There was even a saying that the number of wizards in the Mage Tower determined the outcome of victory.

Such a mage tower ends with the invasion of the demon king army? It was nonsense.

‘He’s smart…But he’s thinking about something strangely difficult.’

Looking at it now, that’s the case.

In order to replace mana that cannot be used by human power, ‘star mana’ extracted from the inner core of a star was an irreplaceable energy source for the magic tower.

The mana of a star that suddenly disappeared. The guys thought that this was all a problem with their technique, or that there was a problem with the extraction device, and stayed up all night to fix it.

After that, in the original work, the magic tower collapsed because it couldn’t stop the attack of the devil army that belatedly attacked.

“The Demon King’s army… It’s crazy. There are so many wars these days that there are almost no combatants.”

The magic tower was stuck in a corner of the continent, not in the territory of any country. It was called the pursuit of neutrality.

“I can solve that problem.”

“Who the hell knows this information?”

Even after hearing Evan’s story, she still seemed to distrust me.

“Isn’t it written in the letter?”

“Only the seal of the Empire was stamped on it. Our Mage Tower accepts interviews regardless of ‘status’.”

As expected, Sebastian. If you find out about Laplace, you might get in trouble for nothing.

Here, it’s better to hide your true identity and solve the problem.

Boom!

“Are you insulting Laplace, the Duke of the Empire!”

I wonder if you didn’t like the fact that I was being ignored.

Alice spurred on, kicking her.

‘Why is the floor breaking…’