The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 65.1

Chapter 65.1: A Journey for Spring (1)

「”Are all female mages witches? What a stupid question to ask me. Such courage.”

The Sorcerer King let out a snort, as if amused.

But seeing ‘that person’ across from him smile innocently and like the word ‘courage,’ he let out a sigh.

“Well, it’s not surprising that you don’t even know what a miracle is. But why didn’t you ask the sage instead of me?”

Sorcerer King, sage, saint, hero.

And a few others.

In the hero’s party, ‘that person’ usually asked the sage such questions.

…….

As ‘that person’ replied, the Sorcerer King muttered, rolling a gold coin between his fingers that he had taken out from somewhere.

“While it’s the truth to an extent, that idiot explained it too pedantically for this fool to understand. Very well, I’ll explain it to you simply.”

Flick━.

Three coins, a copper coin, a silver coin, and a gold coin, magically appeared on the table in front of ‘that person’ and the Sorcerer King.

And the Sorcerer King pulled the gold coin towards him with his index finger.

“Gold is a witch. They manifest the miracles they desire based on the abilities permitted by this world.”

…….

“I see, you still don’t get it if I put it that way. To put it more simply, they’re something close to a person with superpowers. They don’t need to study like mages, and they don’t use mana.”

……!

The Sorcerer King had made the gold coin disappear and pulled the silver coin to the same place.

“Silver is a mage. They’re people who use abilities not permitted by the world with mana as a medium and willpower as fuel. They gradually become stronger as they endlessly research and develop that method.”

……?

“Therefore, all female mages aren’t witches. Well, at least until now since witches are apparently extinct.”

…….

“Might witches once again resurface?”

The Sorcerer King was a little taken aback by ‘that person’s’ question. It was strange to him that a truth he had taken for granted was a subject of curiosity for ‘that person.’

The Sorcerer King had only come into contact with old records, but he organized his thoughts as best as he could and replied.

“It’s possible. If something like the End of the world were to happen, the first witch might appear again.”

……!

“Then is the Demon King the End? I don’t think so. The power that witches wield is far too great for a mere Demon Lord to be considered the End.”

‘That person’ nodded.

The witches recorded in history had accomplished such great feats that the word ‘miracle’ was not enough to describe them.

Just as the Sorcerer King had said, the Demon King was nothing more than ‘mere.’

Swish━.

The Sorcerer King pulled the last copper coin towards him.

“As a bonus, copper is a priest. After the current saint, the will of God will no longer extend to this land.”

……

“It seems, despite the efforts of the saint, it remains uncertain whether a fabricated faith will take root as a true faith. Anyhow, you do understand the difference between witches and mages, yes?”

‘That person’ bobbed his head in reply, grinning.

The Sorcerer King flashed a gentle smile at its reaction and moved the gold coins between his fingers, showing ‘that person’ the disappearing act.

A peaceful moment.

And one where none would have known ‘that person’ true nature.」

🔹🔹🔹

“Brother! Can you see me?”

A sense of urgency in his soft tone.

Cain managed to lift his heavy eyelids as if they were drawn by a magnet.

His blurry vision cleared, revealing Abel, his brown eyes filled with tears.

“I can see you.”

“Thank goodness. Seriously……!”

Abel’s gaze shot over to the other side of Cain. It was a sharp glare, filled with as much resentment as it was concern for Cain.

Looking back at Cain, Abel asked.

“Do you know where this is?”

Cain rolled his eyes.

An antique yet refined white room.

It didn’t feel like the rough, tied-up bed of an inn, but rather a top-class bed that only a noble could have.

“Crowl Count’s castle, and the time is━.”

Cain raised his hand to check how much his nails had grown.

“At most, three days.”

Abel was a little surprised to see him check the passage of time so nonchalantly.

“……Have you been like this often?”

Cain gave a wry smile.

Not much in this life, but when he was fighting on the Great Wall, he had fainted and woken up like this more than once.

“Well, it happens.”

Abel glanced sharply to the other side again before continuing.

“To be exact, the second day is almost over. Do you know how surprised I was to see you like this when you were fine when you left?”

“I don’t know.”

Abel’s eyes began to narrow at Cain’s immediate assertion.

A mixture of bewilderment and disbelief.

Cain chuckled at the sight.

“But I know you filled my empty seat well. Isn’t that enough?”

“……Yes!”

Abel’s expression changed dramatically.

He was glad that he, who had always received help from Cain, could be of help.

Abel answered loudly, his face momentarily flushed with embarrassment.

“But speaking of which.”

Swish━.

Cain lay back down.

Abel’s gaze fell upon those he had been glaring at.

Two middle-aged men sat far apart on a dark green three-seater sofa.

One of them, Count Garick, raised his bony hand.

He had been bedridden before he left, but he had recovered quite a bit. It was a trait of the troll’s healing bloodline.

“It’s not been long, but it feels like it has been.”

“That’s right.”

On the other side.

A middle-aged man with a face that resembled Isoel in some way was leaning against the armrest, scratching his cheek with an embarrassed expression.

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