I Became the Dark Wizard Who Rules Over the Heroines

71 – Festival-11

I took Kelin out to the terrace. It seemed like no one was watching this place.

“Wade…”

Kelin’s eyes were anxious. She seemed to notice, too, to some extent.

“Katharine, right?”

“…I can’t be sure.”

She bit her lip tightly. It seemed like she didn’t want Katharine to be found out about her involvement.

“It’s for that girl. Katharine, right?”

“I’m not sure at this point.”

“Familiars must be widespread.”

“This is a banquet hall. His eyes may be stretched out somewhere-“

“What if it’s limited to familiars?”

Using this reagent means that I want to reveal my sins in front of many people. Besides, she would also like to know.

No matter how good she was at planting people and plotting, she would not have been able to exert influence in Córdoba.

You can buy someone with money just by looking at them and hearing one or two words, but not more than that.

I will try to judge with her own eyes what kind of crime I have committed. Clearly, there is a familiar in this banquet hall.

“…If you look at the condition of not being noticed by him or by other people in the banquet hall – you need quite a bit of magic energy.”

“I’ll give it to you.”

“Yes?”

I, too, wasn’t just playing around while intoxicated with power.

Her ability to control magical energy has improved, and her knowledge of her has also increased as she and Kelin fight together for a long time.

“Catch it.”

“…”

She held out her hand. Kelin hesitated for a moment, but she reluctantly took his hand.

“…This!”

“It’s not enough, but… well, I guess I can use this much.”

There was fear in Kelin’s eyes as he looked up at me. Soon, she nodded her head.

“I’ll try it.”

Kelin closed her eyes and cast her spell. After a moment, she nodded her head.

“You are there…”

“It looks like you are cooperating with Kazot. This is a shame.”

“Are you going to harm him?”

“No.”

I shook my head.

“There’s no need to fight someone you don’t need to fight, right?”

“But…”

“Cazot’s purpose will be different from Katarin’s. I can be sure of that much.”

I took out a bottle of wine that I had secretly brought from the banquet hall.

“Hmm…”

I closed my eyes and concentrated my demonic energy.

Put power into that wine.

A person who does not know anything about black magic would think of it as an ‘ordinary wine with magical energy,’ but a black magician of Katarin’s level would understand the meaning contained within this.

“It’s a gift. A gift to Katharine.”

There must be reagents in this wine. A reagent that reacts to sin.

In order to respond to the demonic energy that ‘flows’ from a person, a certain level of sin must be committed.

However, the color of this wine did not change at all even though I added marigold to it.

“…This.”

“Tell me. Be honest. What you saw and what I can do.”

Katarin is a warlock.

There are various people who handle magic energy. Apart from the fact that paladins and knights have a certain stereotype, warlocks have countless different forms.

There are people who choose black magic because they like slaughter. There are people who have no choice but to turn to black magic in order to become stronger.

There were times when wizards or scholars could not control their thirst for knowledge and joined hands with the devil, and there were also people who took the path of black magic to protect their hometown from the devil.

Even among these people, Katarin could be said to be the most ‘normal’ warlock.

What he wants is the prosperity of his family and his own power.

Slaughter and crime are only means. She has the determination and cruelty to commit it without hesitation, but to her, her evil deeds and sins are nothing more than ‘food to feed the evil archduke.’

If you can overcome that limit.

“Kelin, what do you think? Will Lady Katharine like this?”

“Well, of course. This is- But, why did you change your mind?”

“Because I have no intention of abandoning Katharine.”

She could not say that she was absolutely necessary, but she was willing to make as many concessions and compromises as necessary.

“A way to gain strength without committing a sin… Or by committing a ridiculously weak sin. I’m sure you’ll like it.”

“Yes… That’s right.”

The power of a warlock can only be possessed within the range permitted by the ‘sin’. Sin is a resource.

However, not all warlocks can commit infinite sins.

The number of negative emotions that can be extracted from a single person is limited. Massacre, too, is not something that can be committed casually.

Killing a person is always more difficult than raising a person. Unless a war is started, harming large numbers of lives is just a means that cannot be used often.

“This is a gift.”

To ordinary warlocks, the power contained in this wine will feel like a miracle.

You will feel the same emotions as a primitive person seeing a steam engine or a modern person seeing a machine with infinite power.

I don’t know what Kazot promised her, but whatever it is, she won’t be able to escape my temptation.

“Did you feel Olivia’s change?”

“That’s…”

Kelin is also a knight who wields the power of darkness at a high level.

There was no way she could not notice that Olivia’s demonic energy was embedded in every part of Olivia’s flesh, and that her demonic energy was flowing through those veins.

“Claire is the same. Externally, she is called a dark priest, but do you think that makes sense based on common sense?”

“Of course… No.”

Everyone who accepted that Claire had become a ‘Dark Priestess’ thought that it would not be long before she could remain as her normal self.

However, Claire moved normally and smiled the same as yesterday every day. Her freedom was not restricted at all.

It was clearly a strange situation. People at the Academy forgot to suspect the ‘unexploded bomb’.

Even though a miracle that should not have happened was happening right in front of the ‘dark priest who is living well,’ he was averting his eyes with thoughts like, ‘That’s just how he is.’ Or, ‘Someday, trouble will arise.’ .

“I’ll tell you. You can do it, and Katharine can learn too.”

“That’s…”

“Well, I don’t know if it will work or not. But will is more important than skill. Can Katharine’s skills be inferior to Claire’s?”

Kelin’s heart was pounding. She feels

“Cazot’s purpose is different from Katharine’s purpose. It’s also different from the Erst family’s purpose.”

“…Are you sure that the lady is cooperating with them?”

“Or what about it? I’m not going to take your gift away again.”

This wine, by its very existence, will become invaluable research material.

“Take this and hand it over to Katharine. You can do it, right?”

Kelin broke into a cold sweat.

“He hid himself from me too, so it won’t be something he can do easily. Besides, I’m not allowed to go out to him…”

“Then, I have no choice. I have to drink this.”

I lightly took the wine in my hand.

“I will. Definitely.”

“Good!”

After Kellin took her wine with her trembling hands, she ran off the terrace.

After confirming that she was far enough away, I muttered to myself.

“Well… It’s all a scam.”

Katarin is a warlock with a proper, very standard personality.

Such people tend to be pathologically obsessed with ‘control’.

Warlocks seek power, and to some extent, they are connected to it.

If a warlock who is stronger than himself serves a devil stronger than the devil he made a contract with and commits a greater sin, he will give in without a chance to do anything.

Control was important in fights between warlocks, but even without that, solidifying one’s will was quite important.

Human understanding and the devil’s understanding cannot coincide.

If you relax and lose your mind even a little, the devil will rush in like a ghost and oppress the contractor.

It’s like an unscrupulous merchant drinks a lot of alcohol to his clients and makes them sign a contract with unfavorable terms.

This is Katarin, who has seen many warlocks. She is Katharine, who has probably had numerous contracts herself.

There was no way he did not know that giving up control and serving someone completely was in fact the same as the death of free will.

‘If you knew the truth, you would never agree to my conditions.’

Of course, we will do research. But in the end, all she will know is that ‘she is creating demonic energy without committing any sin.’

One day, you will realize that you have been deceived and you will go on a rampage.

‘When that time comes, just apologize lightly and that’s enough.’

She didn’t lie. She didn’t cheat.

I handed her her brief gift through her Kelin, and lightly gave her my misunderstood knowledge.

It is important that she shakes right away. Even if he hesitates, Kazot will lose his trust in Katharine.

“What! You were here, right? I’ve been looking for you for a long time!”

Claire approached the terrace. Olivia was with her.

“I’m bored. Olivia was only looking for you, and Lyrian and Kellyn said they were tired and left first.”

“…Really?”

“Yes. So, drink it first!”

Claire handed me the wine that was glistening in the glass. There was no way he could refuse.

‘…It’ll be okay, right?’

I looked at the night streets of Córdoba, bright as day, and savored the wine.

The first taste was sweet, but underneath it was hidden a bitterness that was extremely rich in flavor.