The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years - Chapter 243

Chapter 17: The Princess of Ran (2)

"There was no talk of fighting!"

"Ah, that's it."

"What is it that makes it so?! Damn it. I should have followed... ."

"It was the same even if I followed. Would it have been more dangerous?"

"I must have dried you up."

"All right, all right. It's spilled water anyway. As long as the results are good."

"But the right arm ."

"If you have one right arm, you can eat it cheaply. They say that if you are lucky, you will recover."

Sigh. Isis, you are a real woman."

When a loud noise was heard inside the house, Jamie stood still, not knocking.

This was Isis' house, but it seems that Jin visited first.

The voices inside were a little quieter.

He seemed to catch his breath for a moment.

Jamie didn't miss this moment and knocked on the door.

come in.

Hearing Isis's roaring voice, Jamie went inside without thinking.

A few candles were lit in the dimly lit house, and two people were seated at a round table in the center.

Jin, who arrived first, changed his mask and greeted Jamie.

"It feels like I haven't seen you in a while."

Yeah. It's only been a few hours."

"Come over here and sit down."

Isis went to the seat beckoned and sat down.

Jamie looked around the house and took her seat.

"Is the house very old?"

As she said, it was a very old house.

The dormitory that Jamie entered had an ordinary, but neat feeling, and the overall atmosphere was bright.

However, Isis' house had a strong old-fashioned feeling.

It had a musty, rotten wood smell, and it was a structure that did not get much sunlight.

"I'm sorry for calling you to this place. My theory is that the chief should live in the most uncomfortable place."

"I managed to get rid of the idea that I was going to stay in a beast cage, so I ended up here."

Jin looked at Isis with a displeased face.

He still didn't like the chief's staying here.

Jamie nodded her head roughly as she didn't really care where she was.

"I have to eat."

Isis got up and disappeared somewhere.

Jamie and Jin were the only two men, Jin asked.

"Are you going to fight the real Hawks?"

"Are you asking that question too?"

"Looks like it is. Hmm. Fight the Hawks... ."

Unlike the others, Jin didn't say not to fight.

That's probably because he's the only person standing next to him who has seen Jamie's skills with his own two eyes.

So Jamie asked.

"What do you think the win rate will be?"

I do not know. Both are very strong even by my standards. In particular, you hunted even young dragons."

It was thanks to the awakening from anger, but it was the catch that caught the dragon.

"I am not sure. If you can draw the power of slaying a dragon, of course the Hawks will lose."

"I can't fight like that. Because it was kind of a miracle."

"Then I think it's half and half."

Jin said so with a firm voice.

The odds of winning are half.

I thought it was the most objective evaluation.

It was because Jamie did not feel that the Hawks' skills were being pushed back by the current self.

If so, who has the better fighting sense will determine victory or defeat.

"It was a meat stew that rosemary boiled and ground earlier, and it was delicious. If you eat it with bread, it is amazing."

At that time, Isis appeared with a pot of stew and a plate of bread floating in the air.

The ability to manipulate things at will was only permitted to those who had reached the highest level.

Isis had two of them, and they were only using them to move food.

When Jamie looked at me with puzzled eyes, Isis made an excuse, not an excuse.

"Because your right arm is like this."

She showed her arms wrapped in bandages.

As I had seen before, the skin visible through the bandages was black and necrotic.

"What happened to that arm? ."

"Let's talk gradually, cha-cha."

Jamie shook her head as Isis spoke with a smile.

'It just seems like a normal personality.'

Before coming here, Bena and Behemoth said that Isis was difficult to describe in words.

It didn't look like Jamie at all.

Except for the fact that people seemed to be able to afford it, he just seemed like a normal person.

'It doesn't make any sense to just look at this and figure out all of your personalities.'

It's only a few words spoken.

If you go into the real story, you will know what kind of personality she is, even if you hate her.

The smell of the meat stew was no joke.

Even compared to the Welton family's main chef's stew, it didn't bow down at all.

It was truly Hwain.

'By the way Did the Chinese also eat meat?'

I don't know about such details, but his cooking skills were outstanding.

Jamie tore off the hard bread and dipped it into the stew.

As the broth soaked into the bread, the hard particles softened. As it is, put the meat and ripe vegetables on it and put it in one bite.

"Is it delicious?"

Jamie muttered and nodded.

It was difficult to answer because I took a full bite.

Isis smiled satisfied and started eating.

The conversation could be shared after the stomach was full, so all three of them were absorbed in eating at first.

It was so delicious.

* * *

"I don't know what herb I used, but if I drink it, my head is clear. I sleep well at night."

The tea served for dessert was made with good herbs, so just smelling it made me feel better.

"Drink well."

"I will drink well."

Jamie and Jean were sipping tea at the same time.

Isis was also fiddling with the teacup, but only slightly touched her tongue.

so. Can I ask why the arm is like that now?"

I've always wondered

The arm of a person about the size of Isis was almost useless.

It couldn't be called a simple accident.

She is the undisputed grandmaster.

It had much stronger power than the Red Dragon Kairos.

'There is nothing worse than a dragon in the first place. It's the same three generations.'

In addition, the nature of leading an organization called Frontier is probably the strongest among the ranks.

If the right arm of such a being was to taste, it wouldn't be enough to just buy it.

It was right to see that it was comparable to Isis, or that it became like that in a battle with a strong opponent.

"Did you fight the old dragon?"

Isis's eyes widened slightly, and Jin looked at Jamie hurriedly, as if embarrassed.

It was hidden behind a mask, but he could tell without asking that he was quite embarrassed.

Isis smiled.

"You are quick-witted."

"There are not many beings in the world who can make someone as strong as you be. If it's a God, I don't know.

"Are there any high elves?"

"They don't care. Not being interested in those around you means that if you don't interfere, there will be no conflict. If there was no conflict, there would be no reason for the arm to be like that."

"But dragons are different?"

"Because they call themselves the watchmen of the world. I don't know why he fought the Elder Dragon, but there must be a lot of conflicts with the spirit of the Frontiers in pursuit of freedom.

Isis nodded at Jamie's words.

She made a thoughtful look on her face, and then opened her mouth.

"There are quite a few things wrong with it, but overall it's true."

Right.

By the way. why did you come here It is said that Beiryl refused to come to the Frontier in the past. Have you changed your mind?"

no. I still have no intention of entering the frontier. Jin asked me to come, and I came here because I personally have a question."

"What? But do I have to give you an answer?"

"I'm not going to ask unilaterally. I think you also have quite a few questions about me... Let's go to the equivalent exchange. like a pro."

"I like it because it's like a magician~"

Isis readily agreed to the consensus.

Then I asked the question first.

"Then may I ask first?"

"If you can answer that."

"Do you believe in God?"

Jamie's expression hardened at the question.

"Is it rude to ask such a question to the saint of the Pyro?"

A voice that seems to float.

Isis was smiling.

Except for the eyes.

Jamie looked at his left hand.

I never thought that I would be asked such a question.

At best, I expected questions like what are you doing and what is your purpose.

'like that. he was that type Now I think I know.'

Isis had a face as if she had found a funny toy.

Benna said.

Isis would probably be nice.

Behemoth said.

He is a person that is difficult to describe in words.

I didn't have a long conversation with her, but I thought they made sense.

He seemed to understand why they said that.

'I don't know what it is, but this woman . It looks like he wants to play a prank on me.'

How will the other person react if you touch the most sensitive thing?

Isis just wants to know.

The question has no purpose.

It probably doesn't matter if you don't answer.

just as expected.

"If it's a sensitive question, you don't have to ask it~ I'll understand you because you're a saint."

Isis said so as if caring.

But I know it's not caring.

If you knew that you were a saint in the first place, there would be no way to ask such a question.

She knew from the start that Jamie didn't believe in God.

So, why did you ask a question you didn't know?

For a simple reason.

"It's not very fun to take a baseline in such a childish way."

Isis lifted a smile from the corners of her mouth.

Seeing that expression, Jamie continued.

"Let's have fun with the players until here. You must have a lot of questions."

"I'm only thirteen, but I'm a player . I thought it would be a little cute."

"Why does the non-human Princess of Ran look for cuteness in me?"

At those words, Isis blinked her big eyes and immediately burst out into laughter.

Jin, who was standing next to him, seemed greatly embarrassed by Jamie's words.

Isis asked, who had stopped laughing.

how did you know? That I am the princess of Ran."

"Is it real?"

Jamie's eyes widened in surprise, and Isis put on a look that ate a bite.

"Have you been floating?"

She reached out to Jamie with an unstoppable look on her face.

"I think I can get to know you somehow~"

Jamie smiled at her bright smile and took her hand.

Isis is another.

Perhaps.

* * *

"Ask me a question. In exchange for feeding me a room, I will answer anything you want."

Isis was a cool woman.

I don't know if it's because of his original personality, but it wasn't easy to admit that he was pushed back in the battle for momentum.

It wasn't a bad situation for Jamie, so I immediately asked a question.

"What did the Princess of Ran regret, so she organized a multi-racial faction called Frontier?"

Although he was thinking about it, Jamie had some guesswork that Isis was the princess of Ran.

The reason I guessed was simple.

It was because of the way he looked relaxed all the time.

As the head of a large organization, he could show a relaxed enough appearance, but Isis' leisurely style was different.

Jamie knew people who had that kind of leisure, both in the past and in the present.

They are called royalty.

Isis looked like a free-spirited royalty.

it might not be

It didn't matter if it wasn't true.

Because the purpose of the question was the same as the question posed by Isis.

Hmm.

Isis did not answer easily.

I asked if it was difficult to answer.

"A difficult question?"

no. It's not difficult. What?"

She said as she ran her fingers through her silky, light blue hair.

"Is there a number of reasons that are intertwined?"

Isis wondered if she thought about it for a bit, then said with a face that had made a decision.

"Simply put, you intend to kill a god?"

"Isis!"

Jin kicked off his chair and got up.

The head of an organization was not something to say to those who had never met him.

It was such a provocative and taboo remark.

"It's okay, it's okay."

"What is okay? Jamie, this is... "

Embarrassed, Jin turned to try to convince Jamie.

But seeing Jamie's expression, he couldn't say anything.

" Jamie Wellton."

"Look. You said it was okay."

Isis said while supporting her chin with both hands.

"Do you like my answer?"

Ah.

After one dry wash, Jamie swept her emerald-colored hair back.

Then he answered with a smile.

"I liked it very much."

Isis is right.

So I liked it.

- Continued on next episode -