182. change (1)
“Nice to meet you. number of animals.”
Oliver left without saying a word.
The emotional particles, who had been deprived of control, had already dispersed into the air and disappeared, but no one, including Marie, could catch him.
It was only to succumb to its overwhelming presence.
After a while, Mari’s men got up one by one and approached the fallen Mari.
Ordinary warlocks would kill their master at this time, but they were also genuinely concerned by supporting Marie if they were not ordinary warlocks.
Whether he was beaten by Marie or not.
“thank god. Your body is recovering… car! There’s a potion, a potion neutralizer, and a first aid kit in the car! Bring it now!”
“I’ll bring it!”
Similarly, like children worried about their injured parents, they moved in unison.
It was a strange sight for a warlock, but it wasn’t too strange if we dig into the details.
Most of these were orphans, commodities of human traffickers, or subordinate-slaves of a small warlock family, rats for human experiments.
A life without hope.
It was none other than Marie who saved him from such darkness. He even recognized his talent and took it personally.
To them, Marie was the mother and savior who saved them from the harsh world.
In fact, the mother was looking at someone other than them.
“Did you hear me?”
Marie opened her mouth to see if she had calmed down.
“Master. Are you okay?”
“Yes, I am fine. . . . He is gone.”
cry.
The disciples felt intense hatred, jealousy, and murderous intent for a moment.
Even after being attacked right before her death, Marie’s attitude remained the same.
I looked blindly at the existence of ‘He’ and ‘Master’, which I talked about a year ago, and even now that I was rejected, there was no change. No, it got worse.
What the hell is he doing?
Of course, I saw his strength and presence, but… Even so. This was so unfair.
Sticky, seething emotions. Marie read the emotion.
“I warn you, don’t you dare harbor disrespect for him.”
Despite her raged body, Marie warned her disciples that she would tear them to death at any moment.
Pure sincerity, not pretentiousness or process.
Marie’s disciples bowed their heads like children faced with angry parents and surrendered regardless of their will.
After seeing this, Marie took a rough breath and opened her mouth again.
“… I have not forgotten that you attacked the master earlier. Yet it is only because of His Word that you are alive and breathing. That is, are you alive because of His mercy? Dare, don’t have such blasphemous feelings. This is a warning.”
Marie’s men couldn’t do anything but suppress their anger and nod their heads.
After a while, a disciple brought a potion, a neutralizer, and a first aid kit.
“Well, first of all, you need to treat it. Your condition is serious.”
The disciple’s words were not false.
Oliver’s attack left Marie’s body punctured, ruptured, broken, and crushed.
If it wasn’t for Marie’s own black magic, it wouldn’t be strange if she died.
The good news was that he was slowly recovering to some extent.
“Wait.”
As he waited as Marie said, the black magic that dyed Marie’s body black connected the wounds like a thread and slowly restored Marie’s body.
All restorations were done automatically.
Regardless of Marie’s will.
Thanks to this, Marie was able to focus on the fight without worrying about recovery, and with that, she was able to somehow defeat an enemy one or two steps higher than herself.
It was truly a bizarre black magic.
Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
No one knew how Marie became able to use it. Even Marie herself.I only knew that I was able to use it while fighting hard to protect the family my master left behind.
As if someone had dressed you.
Maybe that’s why, sometimes Marie even felt like she was using someone else’s power instead of her own.
‘It doesn’t matter… If only I could stand by him.’
Marie delayed the trivial facts and slowly released the black magic that had recovered.
As the black light that dyed Marie’s body retreated to the center of her body, Marie’s characteristic pale skin was revealed.
Considering what happened to Oliver, it was a good thing, but even so, Marie’s body was full of small wounds.
If you take more than a certain amount of damage, the damage remains in this way.
Marie’s men healed Marie’s wounds as if they were familiar with it.
Because I had been in a similar state several times when I was expanding my church.
“Uh-huh…”
Although the potion’s toxicity was lowered with a neutralizer, Marie bit her teeth tightly as if in pain.
The wound healed by blowing bubbles, and ointment from the first aid kit was applied, and a poultice and bandage was put over it.
The more the wounds were healed, the more incomprehensible resentment and anger grew among the disciples.
After all, a woman they love and respect would cling to such a man servilely.
Eventually, one of Marie’s pupils spoke up. He had a good-looking appearance.
“Master.”
“Do not speak. Because I know what to say.”
The disciple was silent for a moment, then opened his mouth again.
“…But still, please allow me to speak. It is a must-have.”
Marie looked at the disciple with sharp eyes. It was about to be decapitated with a fingernail at any moment.
But the disciple did not regret it.
In matters related to ‘He’, Marie was fanatical and cruel, but otherwise, she was warmer than anyone else and a great person.
He was the first competent and thoughtful person I had ever seen in a difficult world, such as knowing how to efficiently manage the organization by dividing roles, not taking care of himself, not making unreasonable demands on his subordinates, and treating them fairly.
It was the reason why everyone respected and followed her even though she was a warlock. Of course the man was one of them.
That’s why I couldn’t go back any further.
“····like. Say it.”
Marie took a step back to her disciple.
“I didn’t mean to, but have you met him? He rejected us.”
“Oh, that’s stupid. If the sun rejects the microbe, can the microbe reject the sun? Don’t dare talk to him and us on the same line. Oh man. It’s blasphemous.”
“But, sir-”
“—Again, do not deny Him. Because I was there, you are, and because of him, I am… Our existence is only possible because of him. Whether you like it or not.”
Marie said with sincerity.
Perhaps, even if Oliver unfairly ordered him to die by necessity, she would sincerely obey.
Marie herself and her disciples knew that.
So the disciples were even more angry.
How could a man whom he didn’t know a face wield such a great leader who leads them and their organization.
After the treatment, Marie staggered up and stood up.
Marie’s pupil offered a potion of condensed vitality to replenish his stamina.
“It’s not that it’s not very successful.”
Marie mumbled after she drank the potion.
“He’s not with him, but he’s been formally permitted to worship anyway. After all, we were chosen. Being able to stand at the right hand of the true savior…”
Marie was delighted.
“We are his true followers. We are truly chosen… They are still small because he lives there.”
A nonsensical, messy way of speaking. But there was no problem. The act of seeking logic from faith in the first place was the height of folly.
Faith is simply believing and following.
At that time, the disciple who was talking to Marie lit the candle.
“But didn’t he dare to tell you not to interfere in your daily life?”
Marie sighed and stopped.
“····Right. I did. But no matter what, the sun will rise. We can do our job accordingly. To increase the number of believers, to expand the church, and to make more of His servants. I will not be ashamed of him whenever he comes.”
Seeing Marie’s unusual eyes and resolute tone, the disciples could no longer say anything.
She was usually a wise woman who listened to the opinions of those around her, but never backed down when it came to faith.
Marie ordered.
“Everyone just goes back. Today is a significant day. Let’s go right back and make a plan for him.”
The disciples politely bowed their heads and replied that they would obey the command.
After a while, the disciples, large and small, respectively, got into the car and started moving.
The two F-Series cars got out of the woods and climbed onto the road outside Landa and headed for Weinham.
Marie closed her eyes from exhaustion on the way home.
Thinking of Oliver’s face with him, he repeated and repeated what he had said.
‘·····You have become pretty.’
***
Beep- beep- beep- beep- beep- click!
Oliver received it when the direct communication device with Forrest rang about five times.
Oliver was wearing work clothes, work shoes, work gloves, and an apron made of a special material, so it looked quite uncomfortable to move.
A voice was heard from the communication device.
[Dave?]
“Yes, Forrest. That’s me.”
[Right. I thought something had happened because I didn’t receive the communication device.]
[sorry. I was working on it.]
What Oliver said was true.
Although he hadn’t moved yet, Oliver was continuing his research and work by temporarily placing equipment in the basement.
Of course, the only things that could be done were limited to short-lived tasks such as repairing and making an invoice doll.
[What work?]
“I was dismantling the polluted creatures alive by referring to the black magic books I bought at the auction house.”
[Aha·····. I just asked.]
Oliver looked over the workbench he was working on.
The gigantic spider Parker handled by Kell’s Free Venom Army Alister was thoroughly dismantled, with the exception of its head, claws, thread-spouting organ, and thorny tail.
Thanks to that, there was blood everywhere, but there was no problem with the helper 1 cleaning it up skillfully.
“I’m thinking of attaching it to my next invoice doll.”
[For combat?]
“No, it’s difficult to use for combat, so I’m just going to attach it to the Helper 2. I think the spider thread will help with the work.”
[I don’t want to know what it is, but I’m glad it’s not for combat. If the spider-headed corpse doll wanders around, this city, where devotion is at a low level, will also ask the Paladin for help.]
“Yes, you said so.”
Recalling Forrest’s advice from the past, Oliver answered.
After learning that he was using the Invoice Doll, Forrest didn’t say anything about it, but advised him to use something that looked as good as possible.
The more ugly the appearance, the higher the hostility.
So, Oliver didn’t make the Invoice Doll-Rags 2 right away, but was researching a way to keep the original function and look good.
At least the normal appearance and combat appearance are different.
“Don’t worry too much about that part. Rather, how was this broker meeting? I got the book through Mr. Al, but it was a pity that I couldn’t meet him.”
[Oh, I just liked that. Just the right Abu. It seems that Ms. Coco learned how to speak in addition to makeup.]
“I’m serious.”
[Well, it was good as usual. You can stay in a top-notch hotel with a union fee and receive free services. Especially, this time I felt like I was the main character. Thanks to you.]
“It’s overrated.”
[I’m serious. Who would have known that security at the auction house, where everything in the world could not be known, would be such a good thing.]
Oliver nodded as if he understood.
I heard from Al that the sight of Oliver killing an intruder at the auction house left a deep impression on those present as guests at the time.
Most of the auction house participants were influential people in Landa, so it was a very good publicity.
“Are there any other stories?”
[I’d like to say no, but the world doesn’t work the way I want it to. The city project security bureau’s story is plentiful. They already took some solvers with skills and credibility.]
“Hey, everyone must be dissatisfied?”
[Usually it is. You stole the brilliant solver who was working with you. However, the city also provides a reasonable brokerage fee, so it’s not that serious. It’s going to hang around for a while.]
“Oh, I see.”
[The city seems to be weak, but sometimes the work is sharp. Anyway, I’ve been discussing with other brokers how the birth of the Municipal Sheriff’s office will affect the balance of power in Landa and our broker union. There was no plausible answer, though. In addition, the cleaning season for contaminated areas has returned.]
“Are you back already?”
[Yes, fortunately, this time it is the turn of another district, so there is no need to participate. Why do you want to participate?]
Oliver thought for a moment and shook his head.
If there was no black magic book, it was in quite a state right now. First of all, the order was to read the book that was there.
“No, thanks.”
[Good luck. If you volunteered for the job, the ransom price might drop.]
“Is that so?”
[Not necessarily, but expensive work comes in. Speaking of which, when will you be able to work? I don’t mean to tell you to go to work right away, but work is pouring in. I hope to take over it soon.]
He couldn’t see his emotions, but his voice seemed sincere.
As Oliver was contemplating when it would be a good time, a man came and knocked on the door in front of the basement entrance.
He was a very emotional person.
Oliver took off his apron and hung it, then walked to the front door and pulled the doorknob.
The door opened and Merlin shook her head with her shiny top.
“May I call you later?”
Oliver spoke into the communicator.