The Magic Of Skill
Chapter 19's
Varnella spewed out fresh blood in red, her face in a mess, pale as the sword that was relaxing her was stuck in her stomach. I'm a little disappointed that Varnella could have been hit so easily.
Out of pity, I pulled out the sword. I used Pain Killer magic for Varnella, so she no longer felt pain, even though the hole in her stomach was still wide open. In this way, Varnella will only feel weak and tired.
“You have a pretty face when you are holding back pain.it is amazing.” I rubbed Varnella's cheek using the back of my finger. The red-haired Fire Spirit could only remain silent. “Varnella..Your life is over when you attacked me.”
“You... who?”
“Oh, yes, we have not yet introduced. I am Meffery Walter, fiancee of Princess Lennef of the Kingdom of Raverine, Master of Florinas.”
“... That's not what my question means.?” Varnella asked again, with the repetition of the same question being a stern warning to me that the question had another meaning.
“Oh, I. don't know. For sure my skill, Double Drive, can make me copy the target ability if the target touches or attacks me.”
Hearing that answer, Varnella gulped her saliva. First, it is impossible for anyone to defeat Florinas in his perhaps weakest state of all time. Second, imagine that a human could defeat a Varnella who was stronger than Florinas. As powerful as he is, there is not a single person who is not surprised by my skill.
“Kill me!”
“Do not want, you will be my slave!”
“... what do you want?”
“Good question, I never thought about it. Maybe your body isn't bad either. I can use your body at any time if I want. Again, and again, until your pride is lower than dirt. How?”
Varnella's getting depressed. With a cut to his stomach, he could still drag his buttocks until he found a stone splint that resembled a canine tooth. Varnella was leaning against the rock, trying to get away from me.
Amidst her fear and despair, Varnella said, “You look like someone who once bowed.. Rajas.. Witch.”
Witch King?
I stood up, set foot towards Varnella. What a mess Varnella had on her face when she was frightened because I was approaching. Arriving in front of Varnella, I pulled her hair so that her face looked directly at me. “Then from now on you will adore me, Varnella. Yes, I am the Witch King.” I let out a sly smile.
“... what do you mean? You're not the Witch King.”
“Really?”
Varnella would be surprised to see this.
I gave my own life to the Staff of Leader held by Varnella. But since I am immortal, the effects of his death do not apply. That way, all the skills I have are copied by the Staff of Leader that Varnella holds.
Varnella screamed hysterically, she cried, shaking her head in disbelief. “Evolver.. Crafters.. Enhancer..” then he looked at me. Varnella's sweet face turns miserable when fear makes her run out of tears. “You understand right?”
There's nothing more Varnella can do to fight. He kowtowed in front of me, “Yang Mulia.. Witch King.”
“Alright, good, from now on you are my slave. Yeah, the only one who's my slave is you. Besides Varnella, you must call me Mr. Walter, once you call me the Witch-king then I will find a way to kill your immortal self.”
“.. I understand, Mr. Walter.”
I cured Varnella with Cure Heal. Even when he was healed, Varnella did not attack me at all even though in the staff he held there were many skills that far surpassed the Witch King. He was loyal to me, can be seen from his dead eyes. Rather than being loyal, it may be more appropriately called fear.
I took Varnella's wand and put it in Inventory.
With Dimension Teleport, we moved directly to the royal palace, meeting Florinas and the others.
***
The sites in the Nasaroth Empire became extremely chaotic. Marquis Daralo was like a fool pacing around in the Emperor s room while thinking hard as to how anyone could lead the Empire without anyone knowing about the current state of the Empire.
It has been several days since Daralo and Fredick buried Emperor Valarish in secret. Because it was impossible for the Valarish Emperor who had already died twice to be revived.
Daralo and his wife, as well as Fredick and his wife, were the 4 people who knew of this incident. There are several things that cause the two wives to understand each other what her husband thinks.
The letter-delivery bird was assigned to carry the message to Killifer Voil, but the bird never returned until now. In the midst of Marquis Daralo's confusion, his best friend who could solve this problem just disappeared.
“How about you become Emperor, Marquis?” suddenly a silly question was asked by Fredick's wife.
The four of them divided the confusion by pensively pondering each other in the room belonging to the Emperor. The couple sat facing each other even though they did not look at each other.
“I'm not sure about that. What about you, Fredick? I can't decide this myself.”
“Maybe.if it was you, I wouldn't have said much. It's just that we won't be known as a muscular country anymore. You beat your opponent with brains not muscles, that's our weakness.”
“Darling, it is not a weakness, precisely it is what is needed to lead a country.” Fredick's wife denied her husband's words.
“You humbled your husband and praised someone else's husband? How disrespectful.” Fredick scolded his wife. Fredick's wife could only shut up, and apologized while looking down. Feeling that his wife's suggestion was correct, Fredick said, “From the beginning I did agree that you were the Emperor, but I beg you. Please take revenge on that damn Raverine! We can't just let go of—”
“They have Walter! I told you, they have Walter, forget it!” Daralo mad.
“.. so, you'll just let it go? Our emperor was killed.. Marquis, our leader was killed. Don't you care?” Fredrick continued.
“Why do you always tell me to kill myself?!! The emperor is dead, and what should we do? The emperor who was the strongest person in the country could die by Walter. Are you thinking about what happens when Walter gets angry?” Daralo was already on the edge of his emotions, he pulled Fredick's collar and showed a dejected face that Daralo rarely made, “Honestly, if Walter came here and ransacked the Empire.. then I will gladly bow down to him that he may forgive me.”
The entire room became mute hearing Daralo's heart-wrenching despair. Who would have thought that a Marquis who controlled a lot of land in the Empire could have said such a shameful thing.
Fredick made sure to go back about Daralo's attitude. “Marquis.. if Walter came to you to kill your wife so you could leave Fredick knew very well how much Daralo loved his wife.
Hearing that, Daralo unhesitatingly replied, “I'm ready to hand over my wife.”
“Honey?!”
Daralo's wife was shocked to hear that. He stood up because he was so upset, “You don't love me?” ask Daralo's wife again.
“Sure I love. but.”
The wife exasperatedly walked out of the room. Remaining three people, Daralo with his confusion, Fredick and his partner who felt awkward because he had just seen the household fight of a noble in front of them.
“Fredick, you announce my ascension to Emperor. Now too!”
“I understand, I'll do it soon.” Fredick happily accepted the order.
***
The wife of Marquis Daralo, Cardella, sat in a small saung located in the Imperial garden. Flowers bloomed to decorate his entire view, the flower bed calmed the mind of Cardella who was now busy taking care of her 7-year-old son.
Cardella is a kind, intelligent, generous person. He married Daralo when he was 21, and it has been 8 years since his marriage. There was hardly anyone in the empire who did not know Cardella, her youthful self and remaining beautiful with her friendly face made all men captivated, she said, not least some other noble members who fought a cold war with Daralo because of their interest in Daralo's wife.
A mature age and youthful face, as well as her high standing in the empire, Cardella had nothing left to achieve. All he wanted was one, and it was no longer his dream because it was too impossible. That is the attention of her husband who is increasingly fading.
“Mother... what do you think?”
“.. o-oh, no, I didn't think of anything.”
“Once..? Hey, look at mom!” the only daughter of the couple smiled innocently, giving her a bunch of flowers she had picked up from the flower bed. A colorful purple and red flower strung together the little princess beautifully. “Is this beautiful, Mom?”
“Yes, sure it's beautiful. But you're prettier, baby.” Cardella pinched her son's nose slowly, then they laughed together.
After showing the flower, Princess Cardella returned to the expanse and looked for a much more beautiful flower. Cardella watched her son closely under the small sack for shelter.
“I'm ready to hand over my wife.”
Suddenly the painful-sounding sentence was recalled by Cardella, who said it was her beloved husband.
Cardella tried to understand, even at first agreeing with Daralo's mind, that if Meffery Walter came to attack meant it was the end of the Nasaroth Empire. Given that Emperor Valarish was not only the strongest person, but could hardly be defeated even though this one country combined forces.
The defeat of the Emperor was already like a joke.
“... Meffery Walter's name I've never heard before. Why would.. Daralo can do that? If I die, does he not care? If I.. was made. ah, Walter is still a man, I don't know what he thinks.”
Cardella is confused. She was stressed, like a woman who had just broken up. It should be the right word to break up, when thinking about something about Walter she will be remembered with the innocent face of her husband who said cruel things.
Deep down, she regrets her husband's actions, and she hates Walter.
But Walter's been like a monster. That's ‘kan only shadow, for what is feared? The real form of the shadow can be good but can also be bad, Cardella is too smart to realize it. think of a silly thing that she thinks is a little reckless but also efficient.
“How.. if you meet Meffery Walter.” directly
The plan to meet Meffery Walter became Cardella's main plan, after she had been busy touring around to gather the nameless troops she had made to bully Raverine with small-scale attacks. That was why the exhausted Cardella rested in the saung.
No need to linger, Cardella immediately stood up and took her son away. Unwilling to act foolishly, Cardella decides to bring the troops she prepared but secretly, she too will enter Raverine alone with a false identity.
***
Holiana and I were sitting next to each other in her room, which smelled sweet. Holiana who had just finished bathing was still busy styling her long hair, but only tied her hair and Holiana clearly raised her elbow, but it made her body smell stinging to my ears.
Finished tying his hair, Holiana became misbehaved because there was nothing else he could do to buy time. She wears her clothes in the bathroom, her hair is set, and Holiana says she never wears makeup.
I waited for Holiana to think.
“... so.. what do you want to talk about?” ask Holiana.
I'm confused how to answer that question, “... yes?”
“You... b-didn't you come here to say something?!” Holiana showed an annoyed face.
“O-Oh, yes, I forgot. You're too blurred my focus,. I don't remember.”.
Holiana let out a scared sigh while covering her body with both hands, clearly a shy face that showed Holiana's misunderstanding of my statement.
“Walter, I thought you had good news or something.”
“Ah, that's it! I remember.” I used Inventory magic, then took the Staff of Leader wand I had taken from Varnella. And I just remembered that in it there were still traces of skills that I had, because I did not want troublesome things to happen, I took all the skills on the stick and put them into my body.
It turns out this has an amazing impact. I thought that by saving the skill I already had, it would be meaningless and the rest of the skill would be erased. The reality is different from what I thought. All the skills I had became twice as powerful, more accurate than before. It was like combining two skills in one container.
Holiana looked at me, she saw the wooden stick I was holding with a sad squeeze. “If you use that, I will die ‘right?”
“Quietly, I have magic generator.” My answer. However, Holiana remained doubtful. “... rest easy, I guarantee everything will be fine. It doesn't hurt either. Holiana, trust me.” I held Holiana's hand with complete confidence.
Holiana answered my expectations as expected. He smiled, his face resigned but sincere, truly a gaze that was perfectly suited to a kind-hearted woman like her. “.. well, I trust you, Walter.”
That way, I dedicate Holiana's soul to the Staff of Leader.
Holiana died, the True Death skill was stored inside the staff.
Not wanting to linger on making Holiana a corpse, I immediately turned on Holiana with Resurrection magic. The amount of mana I need is only 110,000.
Holiana was on my lap, she opened her eyes and looked at my face. We both smiled, Holiana felt pangling because the skill that had been a burden on her life had disappeared.
I raised Holiana's head, “You're free now.”
Holiana said nothing, she just looked down, smiled, and gave a heart-wrenching look.
“Walter..you cheat.”
Holiana kissed me, she pulled my head and pressed her lips together. Unexpectedly, I never even thought that Holiana would be this brave.
