The Villain Is A Per Chapter 21

21.

I cover my eyes and say nothing, but it doesn’t matter. It was more important to survive, even if it ant being shaless. As it was coming to a conclusion, Abel called Richt.

“Lord Devine.”

I almost reacted for a mont.

‘It was dangerous.’

Richt took a slow breath and relaxed his body. Then, with slow breathing, he counted to five and raised his head.

“yes?”

Let’s be as gentle as possible, be gentle. As soft as soft tofu. Richt closed her eyes and smiled.

“Is this what you said about ?”

I felt like the corners of my mouth would tremble as I forced myself to smile, but I held on. Still, I think I laughed quite well before I was possessed, and I guess I adapted to the change in my body. It wasn’t easy to smile and pretend to be innocent.

Abel looked at Richt and smiled slightly.

“Are you asking because you don’t know?”

“Yeah, I don’t know.”

“I didn’t know Lord Devine was so stupid. “Has he forgotten his own na?”

Still, even though the opponent is the sa duke, the treatnt is rciless.

‘Be patient, be patient.’

Now I am a commoner passing by.

“Lord Devine is not my na?”

“then?”

Abel pointed at Richt with his chin as if asking him to say sothing.

[what’s the matter? mad? Should I hit you?]

One of the brave spirits ca forward, but Richt silently pressed down his small head with his fingers. Now is not the ti for spirits to step forward. He felt the movent of a food processor under his fingers, but he pretended not to notice.

It is also wrong to confess that you see spirits here. Look at Lauren. Didn’t he beco Abel’s dog simply because he dealt with spirits? So he had to act as if there were no spirits as much as possible. As far as he knew, Abel could sense traces of spirits, but he could not see or hear them. So just insist.

“My na is.”

When I suddenly try to co up with a na, I can’t think of anything. At that ti, a snack I enjoyed with tea suddenly ca to mind.

“Tigre. “It’s called Tigre.”

One of the baked cookies, it was called tigre because its finished shape resembled a tiger pattern. It had a deep flavor due to the burnt butter, and my past life self liked it very much.

“Oh, it’s Tigre.”

Abel looked at Richt with laughable eyes.

“okay. “What’s your last na?”

Even commoners have a surna.

“This is Wiswell.”

This is the na of an oven company often used when baking tigre.

“What a fascinating castle.”

That has to be the case. Usually, a commoner’s last na is deeply related to the work he or she does. The surna Wiswell would be a rare surna among such commoners.

‘Because it’s the na of an oven in the first place!’

A breathtaking atmosphere continued. Abel lazily crossed his arms and looked at her Licht. As she continued to receive those gazes, she felt like confessing her sins that she had not committed.

[Tigre? Is your na Tigray?]

[It’s a na that sohow sounds delicious!]

anwhile, the spirits are gathered around and chatting. Additionally, the window suddenly opened and sothing flew in through the crack.

“Phew!”

It was a small, round leaf. The leaf flew quickly and stuck to Richt’s cheek.

[I brought it!]

There was not one leaf. All the spirits that flew away brought back leaves, and it seed as if they had completely shaken off a tree. Green leaves poured in through the open window.

[If you have this, you will get better quickly!]

The spirits flew around and piled leaves on Richt’s lap. Richt, who was looking at the pile of leaves, slowly raised his hands and covered his face.

It’s truly amazing and I’m grateful, but it’s a nuisance. He did sothing strange even to soone who didn’t know about spirits, in front of Abel, who knew about it. Richt just breathed quietly for a while. He didn’t know how to explain this to Abel.

‘I’d rather scream.’

I should have pretended to be surprised. But she missed the ti. There is no use yelling now. She took a deep breath and removed her hands from her face. Then she caught Abel’s gaze.

“Tigre.”

“… … yes.”

“It looks like you know how to control spirits.”

“That’s not it.”

I tried desperately to deny it, but it didn’t seem like he was listening.

“I like people with ability.”

“I want to live in peace.”

“Why do you think it won’t be peaceful? “Do you know who I am?”

“You are a nobleman, right?”

“Yes, noble. “Then there’s only one thing you have to do.”

Cold sweat ran down my back.

“Work for . “I will give you enough compensation.”

Fucked.

“Oh, it’s better not to think about running away. “I hate people who disobey .”

Yes, I guess so. Richt collapsed on the spot, holding the empty soup bowl. The piled up leaves flew up on impact and then fell again.

I was extrely tired both physically and ntally.

In conclusion, the leaves brought by the spirits were very effective in treating colds. The doctor’s eyes lit up when he saw that there were so many precious dicinal herbs, but she did not covet him. He seed to know very well what would happen if he coveted sothing belonging to a nobleman.

‘But even if I have this, there’s nothing I can do about it.’

I took the leaves that the congressman processed and handed over to , but I have no place to use them right now.

‘Well, I can sell it later.’

First of all, it seed to be a valuable dicine, so I took it. When I got out of bed four days later, I felt dizzy. After changing my clothes and going outside, Lauren was standing right in front of the door.

“Are you awake?”

Lauren greeted Richt and looked at his shoulder with an affectionate expression. Three on each shoulder. The wind spirit was sitting. Now that I think about it, half of these are Lauren’s spirits, but they aren’t returning?

Lauren, who looked at the spirit hanging on Richt for a long ti, eventually broke away first. She let her shoulders slump and spoke in her sullen voice.

“Abel is calling.”

I don’t want to go. Richt walked as slowly as possible. But even so, it only bought a little ti.

“You’re here.”

Abel had taken off his shirt and was swinging his sword. It was written in the novel that it was much larger and heavier than the swords normally used by knights. As he swung that sword much faster than others, its destructive power was incredible.

Besides that, there were other things that had great destructive power. A thickly muscled chest. If he had that much muscle, he would look dull, but he didn’t look that way thanks to his slim waist and long legs.

In addition, his appearance is outstanding, so the eyes of the village won watching from afar sparkle. If it weren’t for the nobleman, I would have been caught right away.

‘My body was half as good.’

Although his back was covered in scars from so bastard, his overall well-toned muscles were very nice to see. If I could be reborn, I would want to be like that.

“Your gaze is impure.”

Abel accepted the towel handed to him by the driver next to him.

“It’s a misunderstanding.”

“Well, I say so. “I called you today because I had sothing to do.”

“What is it?”

“spin.”

“yes?”

“Go around the yard here.”

Lauren added an explanation to Abel’s words.

“It ans run around the yard.”

“… … Why should I run?”

“Since we will be together in the future, I need to know how strong your physical strength is.”

Has that been decided before you know it? Richt gritted his teeth. He is truly a self-indulgent human being.

“I just got out of bed.”

“I know. “The congressman said we can move a little bit now.”

Is it a little bit like running around the yard? Richt unconsciously resisted the urge to refute and relaxed slightly. Yes, no matter how poor your physical strength is, you probably won’t be able to walk around the yard like this. Still, he was trained in swordsmanship at one ti. I thought lightly and moved forward.

1 lap. It was still worth turning.

2 laps. I was slowly starting to get tired. It seed that my body had not yet fully recovered. Plus, this yard is bigger than it looks.

3 laps, my steps slowed down. While running, I happened to see Abel, and he was looking at him with a laughable look in his eyes. My energy rose.

Even though Richt was out of breath, he did not stop walking. Although his body was a ss, he was confident in his miasma.

[cheer up!]

[cheer up!]

The sound of the wind spirit cheering was heard.

Lauren looked at Richt running with a faint gaze. To be precise, he was looking at his own spirits hanging loosely on his body.

“But can I do this?”

With my eyes fixed on the spirit, I lowered my voice and asked.

“what?”

“The opponent is that Devine.”

“Yes, Devine.”

The na was Tigre, but it was not difficult for Abel to detect the lie. No matter how hard you try to hide it, your body doesn’t lie. Heart beating faster than usual, pupils dilated. The difference was minimal compared to others, but not to the point where it couldn’t be figured out.

“Are you acting now knowing that?”

“You deny that you are Devine, right?”

“Does that change the fact that that person is Devine? I don’t know what kind of chaos it will cause later. “Didn’t you plan on tricking

and dragging

to the capital?”

“That’s right.”

“really?”

“okay.”

Lauren gave him a suspicious look, but that was it. Even if Abel got interested and beat Devine to death, there was little he could do. All I can do is pretend to stop him.