How should I survive in a different world as a reincarnated villain?

I don't want to judge whether this matter is right or wrong, and I don't want to be involved in the struggle between light and darkness, but if this place is really created by a necromancer, then my identity as an ordinary human is likely to arouse the opponent's suspicion. resentment, and thus more trouble.

If I guessed it right, I just hope that the other party will not be an unreasonable person who kills me without saying a word, at least give me some time to explain.

I sighed softly, threw out all the messy thoughts in my mind, and concentrated on dealing with the huge number of skeleton soldiers in front of me, but it was less than before.

But I couldn't help but start to analyze it again.

Judging from the number of skeleton soldiers, the necromancer who can summon so many monsters must be beyond the ability of advanced magicians, but the strength of the skeleton soldiers is weak, not to mention the slow movement. They were all wiped out after the attack. It really wasn't an army, and it didn't look like it was summoned by a high-level necromancer.

You know, decades ago, there was an example in the mainland where a necromancer destroyed an entire country with just one person.

Someone went to investigate afterwards, and the news they brought back was that there were rotten walking corpses all over the country. Judging from their intact clothes, they should be local residents. Once they got close, they would be attacked. If it is bitten, it will be poisoned.

And in the royal palace of that country, there are mountains of corpses, blood and bones, and there are many traces of being bitten by wild animals. The palace is also dilapidated, and the magnificence of the past has long been lost.

Although it was not a big country, and it was far away from Velesla, the news still spread.

Even because it was rumored that the reason why the Necromancer destroyed the country was that he decided to rise up and resist after suffering various injustices in the country, making the world regret everything he had done to him. Soon after the news came, undead appeared in the territory of Velez There is a rumor that mages will destroy all countries that have expelled necromancers one by one.

Not only in Vélezla, but also in other countries.

No matter how the Holy See controls the rumors, there will still be civilians who are afraid of death who will believe the rumors and do everything they think can calm the anger of the necromancer.

This once brought a big blow to the temple. After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, the suppression of necromancers was originally initiated by the Holy See, and it is always right to ask them to settle accounts.

As time went by, the necromancer never showed up in any country, and the rumors gradually faded away. The Holy See also stood up, branded those civilians who had resisted them as heretics, and arrested them one by one. stand up.

As for what happened to those people after they were arrested... I think we should stop talking, I'm afraid of being checked on the water meter.

After drinking three bottles of magic potion, I finally reached the suspected end point in the maze.

Looking at the ordinary wooden door in front of me, I was afraid that I would be surrounded by skeleton soldiers again, so I pushed the door open almost impatiently, without thinking about whether I would encounter any danger after entering.

Oh no, I thought about it, but being surrounded by piles of bones and being unable to move, I would rather risk myself and try to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

Fortunately, I was lucky, there were no more advanced monsters behind the door, and there were no necromancers waiting for my arrival, not even corpses.

All I could see was darkness.

...ignition!Hurry up and light the fire!

After using fire magic to illuminate my field of vision, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when I looked at the small and ordinary room in front of me.

Worried that I would touch the hidden mechanism, I was very careful with every step I took. After testing it with my toes, I gradually stepped on the whole foot, and so on.

Facts have proved that I still think too much, there is no mechanism on the ground, maybe there is on the wall, but I dare not touch it.

In addition to a single bed covered in dust and cobwebs, there is a huge table and a large cauldron in the room.

It's like the kind of cauldron that wizards make potions in fairy tales. I took a rough look and found that the size of the pot is big enough to hold my whole body.

If I could find the cover, I might be able to hide in it and escape if I was chased later.

just kidding.

Like the bed, the table was also covered with a thick layer of dust, besides, there was an empty ink bottle on the right hand side, with a quill in it, and a thick hardcover book in the middle. Books, and on the left is an oil lamp that has run out of fuel.

I put my eyes on the hardcover book in the middle, and there is nothing on the cover at a glance. It looks like a boring ancient book that no one will read in the library, but my intuition tells me that this is a diary or this room Master's diary.

Don't ask me why, it's just that the game is full of this routine.

It’s just that the thick dust makes me unable to start. The spider web next to it means that there are spiders infested here. I think I hate this kind of arthropod, and it’s not an exaggeration to say that I’m afraid. , I'm really afraid I'll call it out on the spot.

Even if I'm alone, I still want to maintain the elegance of a young lady, eh.

...It's strange, why do I seem to be a different person today?

Putting these questions aside for the time being, I took out a handkerchief and wiped the surface of the diary after wetting it. After confirming that there was really nothing worth noting, I pinched the corner of the cover through the handkerchief and opened the diary.

As I guessed, this is indeed a diary.

【February 2th is sunny

Today is the first day I settled in the village, everyone is very friendly to me, is it really the right decision to leave my hometown...

February 2 cloudy

I didn't realize that there was someone following behind, and I was almost exposed. It seems that I should be more careful.

Light rain on March 3th

I have almost integrated into the village, but for some reason, the village head's son seems to dislike me very much, and he doesn't give me a good face every time we meet. He was also the one who followed me last time. Did you find something?

cloudy on March 3

He followed me into the mountains again, it won't work like this, I must find a chance to have a good talk with him.

Sunny August 3th

He said he likes me?How can it be?Will someone like me like this?

February 3 cloudy

I obviously rejected him, why does he still follow me?Is it my way of refusing?

Sunny August 4th

He confessed to me, I should obviously refuse, but why...

Tomorrow, tomorrow, have a good talk with him.

I'm like this... I don't deserve happiness.

Thunderstorm on April 4

I wanted to find him, but he was not at home, and the village chief said he seemed to have gone to the mountains.

Isn't it nonsense to go into the mountains on a rainy day?

I hope he comes back soon, and I will see him again tomorrow.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, it won't work like this, I have to go and see if he's back.

He hasn't come back yet, the village chief looks worried... Could something really happen?

No, I'd better go to the mountains to have a look. In the worst case, I'll use... It will always save my life.

I found him, he was in a cave with a bit of an ankle injury, but overall he was doing well and in good spirits, he just didn't seem very happy to see me.

Sunny August 4th

After three days of raining, it finally stopped. He came to me early in the morning, but he mysteriously didn’t say anything, and asked me to wait for him by the creek at the foot of the mountain in the evening.

Can't figure out what he wants to do.

He actually confessed his love to me again, and even stuffed me with a magic core.

This... isn't this embarrassing me?

But this magic core... I really want it...

Forget it, as long as it's not a marriage proposal, it's fine, anyway, I'm so selfish...

February 4 cloudy

I really don't understand why he has his eyes on me. This is already the No.11 magic core. Does he go up the mountain every day?It's very dangerous, doesn't he know it!

cloudy on March 4

I met him on the mountain, he was fighting a crepe, I didn't know he was so good with the sword.

By the way, I didn't follow him, I just happened to practice there and happened to meet him.

Sunny August 4th

I lied to him that I was an earth magician, and he said that he had guessed it a long time ago, and it must have been seen when I was practicing magic.

What an idiot, I didn't even see that I was lying to him.

But this also reminds me that I have to be more careful when using magic in the future, in case I am discovered...]

Why do you want to be shown affection when you read a diary?

Please respect single dogs who have never experienced love, please?

I snorted and continued to scroll back, and soon saw the part where the two were dating and even getting married.

Okay skip here too.

The diary is very thick, and only one-tenth of it has passed here. I impatiently flipped through it at the speed of reviewing documents in the past, until my eyes started to sore, and I finally saw the part I was interested in. .

【February 2th is sunny

Is it my illusion?He seems to be getting colder and colder towards me lately.

Light rain on March 2th

I had a fight with him, I blamed him for being too cold, he said I was too sensitive.

Is it really my problem?

Sunny August 2th

He was chosen by the draft.

is it my faultBecause I said something like that?

He said it's fine, and he will be back in five years...but it's been so long, how can I wait?

No, the battlefield is too dangerous, I must bring him back.

He doesn't want to come back with me?Why?

Yes, the country is in turmoil, and the people at the border are in dire straits, but what does that have to do with us?As long as we live happily, isn't it all right?

Sunny August 2th

He still left.

After I said that to him, he still left.

Is that so, so I am no longer important to him.

I know it's wrong to think so, but I just can't help it...

Forget it, I don't care what to do, anyway, we are no longer husband and wife.

Whether he is dead or alive has nothing to do with me.

February 2 cloudy

I'm pregnant.

If I had found out sooner, wouldn't he have gone away?

I don't know if it's too late to find him now...

No, we're separated, I can't do this.

Better leave this place early, I don't want to see him again. 】

After more than two months of ordinary life, the diary finally became interesting.

Of course, this is just my personal opinion, and the owner of the diary obviously doesn't think so.

【February 5th is sunny

I regret it, I really miss him.

The baby missed him too, and when I told him about Daddy, he kicked me.

I don't know where he is now, but if he knows we have a baby, he will be very happy. After all, this is the baby we have been expecting for five years.

I want to go to him. 】

I thought of the small village I arrived after I left Vélezla, they too had just undergone compulsory conscription, and wondered if any of the wives who were left behind had the same thoughts as hers.

【February 5th is sunny

I found him.

He has become different, I seem to see the old him again.

I heard that he is now a small team leader, really amazing, worthy of being my husband.

I'm so looking forward to it, I don't know what kind of expression he will show when he sees me and the baby.

I heard that he goes back for a walk in the outskirts of the city at noon every day, dress up well, and go see him tomorrow.

February 5 cloudy

(Handwriting trembling) I see, he is with a girl.

I thought I was wrong, but no, it was him.

Why?Why are you doing this to me?Didn't you say we'll be together forever?

I didn't dare to appear in front of him, and I didn't know how to face this scene, so I ran away.

Well... my stomach hurts a bit, let's take a rest.

Sunny August 5th

I saw the girl's full face.

She is beautiful, much prettier than me.

The craftsmanship is also very good, and what he cooks is what he likes to eat.

They're all smiling...so annoying...I want to destroy it...

He came to look for me, so I was discovered, should I say that it was him?

But why, why did you drive me away?What I said at that time was just angry words!You should know!

...you should know...

Ah, I forgot to tell him that I was pregnant, and I must not forget it when we meet next time.

In that case, he should come back to me, right?

February 5 cloudy

I went to see him, first hid and then appeared when they sat down for lunch.

Ha, the expression on his face when he saw me was really interesting, was he afraid that the girl would see me?Or are you afraid that she will know that we are married?

Oh yes, and baby.

He didn't seem to expect this child to appear at all, but the girl showed a very interesting expression.

That's it, so you already know about me, you are really honest.

I thought I was going to be mad, but I wasn't.

You should have discovered it a long time ago, the fact that you don't love me anymore.

But why?Is it something I did wrong?

If you don't give me a reason that can convince me, I won't leave. 】

Sunny August 5th

I found out the girl's address and heard that they were talking about getting married. In order not to let her continue to be deceived, I decided to visit her family.

There is no way, who makes people lose their minds in love, I am doing this for her own good.

Just kidding, I don't care what happens to her, I just want a daddy for my kid.

...that's all. 】

This is the end of the diary.

This is really uncomfortable. Seeing that the most exciting part is about to come, I am stuck here abruptly. I really don't think about the readers at all!

"But you can change your mind in three years. As expected of a visual animal, it's really ruthless to immediately move on when you meet a better-looking and younger girl."

I put the diary back where it was, and looked around again.

I didn't pay attention to it before, but looking at it now, if there is no such pot, this room is really like a prison, but there are no iron windows.

No, if it's underground, it's okay to have no windows.

I took a closer look inside the cauldron, and after confirming that there was indeed nothing in it that I hadn't missed, I looked at the only place in the room that I hadn't searched except for the walls and ceiling.

It is said to be a bed, but it is actually just a piece of wood fixed to the wall by iron chains. The quilts are scattered on it, and there are no pillows. It is worse than the worst wooden bed I have ever slept on. It looks like a bed. It looks like it will collapse at any time.

I didn't really want to touch the quilt that I didn't know what was under it, so I rummaged through the storage bag, found a long enough bone, grabbed one end and used the other to pick up the quilt, The letter paper hidden underneath was exposed.

I looked around vigilantly, and after finding no spiders or other bugs, I picked up the letter with lightning speed and returned it to its original position.

The letter paper has turned yellow, and there are marks left by dripping tears on it. Fortunately, the owner of the letter has preserved the letter very well. Except for some blurred words, the rest of the writing is still clear enough for me to understand the writing on it. what.

As soon as I read the beginning, I knew I was wrong.

This is not an apology letter or a threatening letter, but an informant letter sent to the Holy See.

I glanced at the byline in the lower right corner, Tours Keith.

Look at the person in the letter whom he revealed as a Necromancer, Sheila Hill.

"I see, your name is Sheila Hill." I murmured, "It must be hard to be betrayed by someone you love."

If I also had that kind of affection for the eldest prince, I'm afraid I would feel betrayed after that incident happened.

Fortunately, I know what to do.

After I finished saying this, a woman's cry suddenly sounded in the room, faintly visible, and it sounded very penetrating.

At the same time, the diary on the table suddenly flipped by itself, and the originally empty ink bottle gradually leaked black liquid.

Then, as if someone stood at the table, picked up the quill, tapped the ink bottle a few times, drained the excess ink, and started writing in the diary.

【February 5th is sunny

My identity was discovered and they came for me.

No, how is this possible, I obviously hid it very well.

They are catching up, and I have to run away quickly.

cloudy on March 6

They didn't seem to expect that I would be disguised, and barely escaped, but the materials used for the disguise are not much, and my money is almost used up, so I have to think of a way...

I heard that the woman's father knew someone in the Holy See, so it was her, right?

February 6 cloudy

It was so dangerous that I was almost discovered. It is really not easy to sneak into the Holy See. Fortunately, I already know who the person who gave the order is. If I go a few more times, I should be able to find clues.

Get this done quickly, their wedding is just a few days away, and I don't want to miss it.

But they don't seem to send me an invitation?It doesn't matter, I'll just go in secretly, and they won't welcome me if I think about it.

Light rain on March 6th

Why him?How could it be him? !

No, it must be that woman!She must have borrowed his name!He would never do this to me!

can't forgive...can't forgive...

Absolutely...unforgivable! ! 】

The quill pen poked hard on the diary, and the strength of the last two exclamation marks almost pierced the paper, which is enough to prove how restless the owner of the handwriting was when writing this paragraph.

It's so pitiful, in fact, I've already guessed who the person who betrayed me is, otherwise I wouldn't be so flustered.

It's just that if you want to convince yourself that you will be betrayed by someone who once loved each other deeply, it is really not an easy task if you don't see it with your own eyes.

[As you said, he was indeed the one who betrayed me. 】

I was startled by the sudden suddenness of the voice in my head, but I soon realized who was talking to me and calmed down.

I subconsciously looked in the direction of the desk, the quill was still standing there steadily, and after a closer look, I found that the tip of the pen had already sunk in half, so it didn't fall down.

I looked away and tried to speak.

"Why would he do that?"

【Ah. 】Sheila chuckled, 【I also asked myself this question, what did I do to hurt him to make him treat me like this? 】

【...It’s too troublesome to say, I’d better let you take a look. 】

As soon as her words fell, everything around me began to distort, and even the floor under my feet turned into a vortex, and it took a few seconds for it to regain its calm.

Looking at a man and a woman with their backs to me not far away, I subconsciously took a step back.

[Don't be afraid, this is just a memory. 】

"I said, how did you know that your ex-wife is a dark mage?"

In front of the mirror, a beautiful woman in light gauze sat there, and behind her stood a handsome man with a wooden comb, who was gently combing her long hair.

"We've lived together for three years, and there's always a time when she's in trouble." The man's expression was still gentle, but the undisguised disdain between his brows and eyes ruined the overall visual effect, "One morning I woke up early, and it was still dark , but she was no longer on the bed, and I didn't come back after waiting for a while, so I was a little curious about where she went."

"I wanted to give her a surprise, so I didn't make a sound. I planned to sneak around behind her. Who would have thought that I would see her standing in front of the mirror with a head of black hair, fiddled with something with her head down."

"You really dare to say that you are not afraid that I will get angry?" The woman pretended to glare at the man in the mirror coquettishly, "What happened next? Keep talking."

"There's nothing to be angry about. It's not all in the past. Now I only treat you like this." The man smiled lowly and messed with the woman for a while before continuing, "There's nothing to say later. Find out I'm back in bed, and just go on with my life like nothing happened."

As he said that, the man's face grew a bit disgusted, "I feel disgusted when I think that I have slept with that monster for three years."

The woman gave him a sympathetic look, "It's also fortunate that you met me. If someone else would have kicked you out long ago, why would I marry you?"

The man leaned over and hugged his new wife, and kissed her on the cheek, "It's better for me, Ma'am."

The memory is over, and I returned to the dark room just now. The difference is that I didn't use fire magic this time.

[The video is over, do you have any thoughts? 】

I couldn't help being speechless, "You seem a little unlucky."

[Yeah, I think so too. 】Sheila laughed at herself, 【For three whole years, I have been carefully hiding this ominous hair color every day, but I didn't want to be discovered by others, and I naively thought that I hid it well. 】

I frowned, and didn't quite agree with her words, "What's wrong with the black hair, isn't it pretty, what's wrong?"

I took it for granted that I said this because black hair was everywhere in the memory of my previous life, but Sheila took my words as comfort.

[Don't force yourself, I know how annoying this hair color is, otherwise I wouldn't want to hide it. 】

I knew that I would not convince her for a while, so I changed the subject, "Is this memory yours? It's amazing that you can resist not rushing up to teach them a lesson."

【of course not. 】Sheila said briskly,【This is the memory I pulled out of that dog's head later. Although I didn't miss the best time at the scene, I made up for it afterwards. 】

"Can memories be extracted?" I asked curiously.

[Yes, but it will be more painful when you pull it out, and there is a risk of becoming a fool. ] Sheila said, 【If you want to learn, I can teach you. 】

"This should be dark magic, right?" I belatedly said, "But I don't have any affinity, so can I learn it like this?"

[No affinity? ] Sheila's voice sounded a little surprised, 【Are you too modest?If you have no affinity, what am I? 】

My brow twitched violently.

What does she mean by that?High affinity?I?

Sheila finally realized what was wrong, and she was silent for a while before she spoke.

[Don't you know that your own affinity is very high? 】

"I don't know." I answered honestly, "The teachers in the academy also said that my affinity is average, but it doesn't matter, I have other specialties."

Thinking about it carefully, if I had a high magical talent, the king probably wouldn't let me go so easily. After all, if my parents have high magical talents, most of the children born will have magical talents different from ordinary people.

...But compared to the dark attribute, Miss Maria's power of light is definitely more popular.

【It shouldn't be...】

If Sheila had an entity, she must have question marks all over her face at this time, [I clearly felt it, you have a strong talent for dark magic, otherwise you wouldn't have been sent to this place. 】

So you brought me here to find an heir?

I suddenly felt helpless, "Please allow me to ask a rather impolite question...can you see what I look like?"

Sheila hesitated,【...I can see it, but for some reason, I can only see black, white and gray. 】

Which means she doesn't actually see my hair color, which makes sense.

"Then I will tell you that my hair is light brown."

I said it again, "Light brown, not dark brown."

If it’s a dark color, it’s okay to say that it’s okay to say that a color that is closer to black has an affinity for dark attributes, but the difference between light brown and black is too far, let alone me, and someone else will definitely not associate it with darkness. Magic up.

【impossible! 】To my surprise, Sheila vetoed it almost without thinking, 【In my eyes, your hair color is black, such pure black can never be light brown. 】

I was stunned for a moment, for a moment I really thought I had changed my hair color, but when I subconsciously looked down, the long hair hanging on the front of the front was still the same color as I remembered, and there was no change.

I told what I saw, but Sheila still didn't believe it, and firmly stated that my hair color must be pure black, not other colors.

[Except for black and white, other colors are gray in my eyes. If you are really light brown, what I see should also be gray. 】

I believed in my own eyes, and Sheila didn't think I was wrong. Neither of them could convince the other, and they froze there for a while.

Competing and scrambling, I suddenly thought of another possibility.

Could what she saw be the color of the soul?

That's right, I had black hair in my previous life, so it's not surprising that the hair color of my soul is black.

Thinking about it this way, I didn't continue to argue, and of course I didn't tell her what I really thought.

At this moment, Sheila also gave a guess.

[If you didn't change your hair color yourself, maybe someone else did it for you, but you didn't know it. 】

I really didn't think of this possibility.

"But my hair color has been like this since I was born, it never changed—"

Before I finished speaking, I froze.

No, my mother told me that I was born with pale blond hair, which gradually turned to light brown.

Sheila noticed my strangeness and immediately became proud.

[It seems that I guessed it right, what you think in your head now is the evidence. 】

"...My hair color may have been changed, but that doesn't mean that black is the original color. I haven't seen my hair color before being dyed, so naturally I can't count it."

【Other than black hair, who would want to change hair color? ] Sheila said angrily, 【You are so stubborn, okay, you want evidence, right?I will give you evidence! 】

Just when I was curious about what evidence she would show, the surrounding environment began to change again. This time it was changed to a brighter place. The location and size of the room’s furnishings remained the same as before, but the furniture changed. It's new and more like it's been lived in.

I hadn't read it all before I felt something hard hit my calf.

"Get out of the way, you're blocking me."

If it weren't for the familiar voice, I would definitely have passed by stabbing one by one.

I took a few steps back and looked down. A figure wearing an old cloak was squatting where I was standing, burying her head in drawing a magic circle on the floor, and it was her back that just hit me.

...This back seems a little too hard.

"Sheila?" I called tentatively.

"It's me." Sheila said without raising her head, "Just wait a little longer, I'll be fine soon."

I responded, then went to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, waiting quietly.

"It's done."

A few minutes later, Sheila wiped the sweat from her brow and stood up after finishing the last stroke of the magic circle. She called me without looking back, "Come here and stand inside."

I walked over obediently, stood in the center of the magic circle, raised my head and said, "Then what...?"

kindness?

Is there something wrong with my eyes?

Isn't this the skeleton soldier I killed before?

Oh no, this one has no armor and no iron sword.

The pure white skeleton named Sheila in front of me seemed oblivious to my sight, but the empty but eerie red eyes were still staring at the magic circle.

"When a novice uses dark magic for the first time, it is easy to have backlash. After all, the human body cannot adapt to the invasion of dark elements. This magic circle can reduce your pain. Although I don't think you will be backlash, but Just in case."

As she said that, she took out a thick magic book from under the cloak and stuffed it into my arms, "These are all dark magic spells, and the more difficult they are, you can pick one at random. Just try it a few times."

Me: "...Huh?"

Is learning magic such a random thing?

If you can use magic by reading the spell a few times, wouldn't everyone be a magister?

"Huh, what, hurry up!" Sheila urged out of the range of the magic circle, "I didn't pour too much magic power into the magic circle, it won't last for a few minutes, so don't blame me if you cry in pain."

...how do you feel like you're in a trap?

Holding the lucky idea that since she wants to teach me magic, it shouldn't harm me, I opened the magic book. In addition to the name of the magic and related spells, the effect of the corresponding magic is written in detail at the bottom.

I turned a few pages, picked the black flame that seemed to have the least lethality, and held the magic book with one free hand, and read out the spell next to it word by word.

The moment I read the last character, a palm-sized black flame ball appeared in my palm.

The author has something to say:

It’s a special case that this chapter is so thick and long. Since the first half has nothing to do with the protagonist, it’s better to post it together after thinking about it. The next chapter will return to normal [-] words