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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Mod7
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“…Good morning, Master.”
“Ah, uhh? Y-yes, good morning, Johan…”
When I woke up in the morning, Master carefully avoided my eyes. That was only natural. After all, she had hypnotized me last night.
‘What the hell…’
The memory of being hypnotized by Master, and what embarrassing behavior I displayed afterward – all of it remained vividly clear.
Like the memory of running naked through the middle of a city… it was too embarrassing to even recall.
‘Why did I act like that?’
Not only declaring it was punishment and swearing I wouldn’t touch Master… it’s amazing I actually didn’t touch her.
And I wondered how Master had cast the hypnosis to make me act that way.
‘Think positively.’
Shaking my head, I realized this wasn’t entirely bad. Losing my virginity while hypnotized, taking Master’s virginity while under hypnosis – none of these would have been good things.
‘It wouldn’t be right to enjoy sex when not in my right mind.’
Rather, if I had taken Master’s virginity while not in my right mind, I would have regretted it terribly. Though hypnotized me was still me, I wanted to do such things through my own will, not influenced by someone else.
By my will alone.
“Master.”
“Ah, y-yes! What is iiiit…?”
“I hope this won’t happen again.”
“Wh-what won’t happen?”
“You hypnotizing me.”
“Hic-!”
Apparently not expecting me to remember, Master hiccupped in surprise.
Then she carefully looked around as if searching for someone.
“D-did Ritz tell you…?”
“Master. Have you forgotten my magic? The magic that can nullify any spell?”
“B-but that shouldn’t be able to restore memories…”
“I got lucky. Since I’ve made circulating mana morning and night a habit. Seems it broke the hypnosis too.”
Not just the hypnosis, but even the magic Master had cast to make me forget everything had shattered.
If she had physically smashed my head to make me forget, even I wouldn’t be able to remember… but how could Master do such a thing to her disciple?
“Anyway Master, if something like this happens just one more time…”
“If it happens…?”
“I’ll make myself hate you too.”
“N-no!”
Evangeline quickly ran over and clung to my clothes while I was cooking, starting to whine.
“I-I’m sorry! Johan! I, I was wrong! I was wrong so…!”
“…Do you know what you did wrong, Master?”
“Y-yes! I won’t do such things again! Even if J-Johan comes back smelling like other women, I won’t doubt you…”
“-About that, Master.”
Reminded of something by her mention of smelling like other women, I pulled out the necklace and jewel Elicis had given me.
Seeing them, Master stared at me with trembling eyes as if wondering why I had these, but as she had just said herself, she didn’t try to doubt me rashly.
“…Why do you have these?”
“I met Elicis in the city. She asked if her life debt was repaid since this jewel shattered.”
“-Ah, so that’s what happened.”
Hearing this, Master took the necklace and jewel from my hand and gazed quietly at the cracked jewel.
Then she smiled brightly and nodded.
“Yes! With this, her duty is done! Johan, don’t approach her anymore from now on, okay?”
“What? But I should tell her…”
“No! What if she tries to capture you? Holy knights are not to be trusted…”
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After repeatedly instilling fear of holy knights in Johan, Evangeline took the necklace and jewel he had handed over and entered her room.
The moment she entered, she instantly disintegrated the necklace and jewel, making them vanish completely without leaving even dust.
‘So it was that bitch…’
Since she had only sucked on his neck and chest while straddling him yesterday under the pretense of punishment, she hadn’t asked about what was really important.
Whose scent was that-
If Marguerite had been the culprit, such a scent wouldn’t exist. Since they lived in the same house, Marguerite and she used the same perfume.
Though the scents might be similar, they wouldn’t smell this different.
‘Damned whore…’
The culprit was the holy knight. Befitting those who believe in a divine being born without a father, she was showing utterly whorish behavior.
It made one wonder if they were holy (聖) knights or sex (性) knights. Like a filthy rag, she not only dared speak to Johan but used the excuse of giving him this necklace to rub her scent all over him.
And innocent Johan, knowing nothing, was helplessly left with his body dirtied by that slut’s deception. Unforgivable. That vermin. That cursed holy knight bitch…
‘Should I kill her?’
If she wanted, she could fire magic at the city where that holy knight was right now. Normally it would be very difficult to inflict proper damage from such a distance, but didn’t she now possess magic that could wipe out an entire city with power to spare?
When a capable being develops such intent, it doesn’t take long to act on it. It would be no different from seeing an ant before you and stepping on it…
“Master?”
“Yeees? What is it?”
“Come eat breakfast. You must be hungry since you didn’t eat anything all day yesterday…”
“Ah, okay! I’ll be right there!”
Evangeline completely forgot about using magic and rushed outside. Spending time with her disciple was more important than worrying about some holy knight.
Coming to the living room, steak made from yesterday’s unused meat, salad with dressing, bread topped with whipped cream and more were waiting for her.
Since these were foods she hadn’t eaten much of during her simple witch’s life, Evangeline focused on the meal. By the time she finished eating, she had nearly forgotten what she had been angry about.
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Two weeks had passed since I started going to the city. It was enough time to move beyond just buying ingredients and explore what the city had to offer out of curiosity.
This city had things like an adventurers’ guild too. Well, considering they were closer to mercenaries than adventurers, it would be strange for any city not to have one.
‘No one here looks particularly strong either.’
Well, wasn’t this a world where humans couldn’t naturally possess magical energy? As Fenrir had said before, human strength lay in strategy and numbers.
In fantasy, you don’t easily meet beings who can solve everything by cutting through everything alone. Even if such beings existed, humans originally couldn’t live alone.
Even a sword master would have nothing to eat without farming, couldn’t eat anything tasty without a cook, and couldn’t even see a proper house without a carpenter.
Humans were beings who lived depending on others.
‘Still, I wanted to become a bit stronger…’
While wandering around town wondering if there might be something like a sword training guild that taught swordsmanship, I saw someone completely drunk being thrown out of a tavern.
“Get out-! Damn homeless bastard…”
The shop owner shouted this while roughly throwing out a shabby homeless man. People’s gazes briefly turned that way before returning to their original positions.
In a world where beggars and homeless getting beaten while asking for alms was common, merely being thrown out wasn’t even worth a glance.
But I was different. Having flown in from the modern era and spent time in a witch’s forest while maintaining modern morals and sensibilities, I couldn’t just leave it alone.
“Are you alright?”
“Hic- unless you’re giving me money, get lost.”
“…No, I’m just worried about you-”
And at that moment, the man I had thought was just a homeless person thrust out his fist with sharp speed. Unlike holy knights like Elicis who struck at gaps in consciousness – it was simply pure speed.
After reflexively avoiding the lightning-fast punch, I saw the man I had thought was just a drunk homeless person staring at me with gleaming eyes.
“What’s this, you dodged that? What are you?”
“…That’s what I want to ask. Miss Marguerite, didn’t you say humans couldn’t possess mana?”
“I did. But that’s not absolute…”
Marguerite looked at the homeless man lying on the ground as she spoke casually.
“If a witch directly grants magic, even humans can possess mana.”
I looked at the homeless man before me while hearing these words. I hadn’t noticed when he was thrown down, but standing up he was well over 190cm tall.
If he was huge even by modern standards where excess nutrients were available from abundant food, by the standards of this less prosperous other world he was practically giant-sized.
‘What kind of person is this owner who threw out someone like this?’
Thinking this, I watched the homeless man slowly approach.
“…Who have you been talking to this whole time?”
“Do I need to tell you?”
“Ah- I get it roughly. There’s a witch there that can’t be seen, right?”
He said this while staring intently at the invisible Marguerite and spoke casually.
“I am-”
Thwack-!
He was so full of openings that I punched him in the jaw.
And with that he collapsed with a thud.
I thought he might be something special since he had mana…
‘…What’s this?’
He’s completely pathetic.
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