The Holy Right of a Comic

"But, I'm a half-elf..."

Shatila talked about her identity as a mixed race that would be hated by the world.

"It's not a big problem. If you are willing to stay by my side, no one will care about your half-elf status. This is the case with everyone in the world. They always bully the weak and fear the strong. As long as you are strong enough, no one will dare More words, power can be power, it can be status, it can also be money!"

Roy taught Satila a very shocking idea of ​​her three views.

"This seems to be the concept of the Phalakia Empire."

Shatila muttered softly, and she began to suspect that Roy was actually a nobleman of the Fragian Empire, but she didn't know what he was going to do when he came to the Kingdom of Lugnica.

"But, I can't do anything..."

Didn't she ever think about leaving the slums? No, Shatila had thought of this a long time ago, but her half-elf half-blood identity and her useless ability have kept her from leaving here.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do anything, I can support you!"

Raising a witch must be very interesting.

"Huh?!" said Tu.

Chapter 12 The Witch's Trust

Roy's words are not a joke.

He used the 'Ark' to come here to complete the final foundation of his technique. Although the power displayed in this world is various and has its own characteristics, in Roy's view, the most important one is Undoubtedly the power of the witch.

The witch is the core part of this world.

But things like witches are rarer than endangered rare animals, and there are only less than ten fingers in total. Now that he finally sees a witch in front of him, how can Roy let her escape from his palm.

Especially the witch in front of her is not only the most powerful witch, but also different from other witches. Satila doesn't even have the concept of being a witch. Pulling is undoubtedly much easier to fool.

Of course, Roy does have some sympathy for Satila. She is such a beautiful and kind half-elf "Three Seven Three" girl, but because of her blood and her uncontrollable witch power, she can only live in the worst place in this different world. It's a dirty bottom, and it's so unfair to her.

So Roy wanted to take her out so that this beautiful elf could see a wider world.

He didn't lie to me...

Shatila saw Roy's sincere decision from his serious expression and tone, as well as the strange double pupils that Shatila didn't dare to look at.

The girl who was sixteen or seventeen years old and had never experienced this battle at all panicked. Her heart was beating extremely fast, her mind was in a mess, and various strange thoughts emerged.

What does this lord mean, he, he is too serious, I can't figure it out...

Could it be that this noble lord is proposing to me? No, no, Shatila, you think too much...

Shatila, you are just a half-elf, don't think about it...

Your Excellency is a good person, he just took you away with good intentions, he didn’t want other people in the slum to be hurt, besides, there must be other better girls that you like...

better girls...better girls...

These words were all in Shatila's mind, and then a kind of emotion that she was familiar with but frightened appeared from the deepest part of her heart. At that moment, Shatila felt that her heart was distorted, and another self Occupying this body, she wanted to fill her body and mind with resentment for taking everything for herself, especially thinking that her things would be taken away by others, and thinking that Roy would probably find other girls, she just wanted to do it. 'envy'!

That wasn't love, and Shatila wouldn't fall in love with each other just after seeing each other. It was just a sin called 'jealousy', a sin that terrified her.

"No, it's not me, it's not me..."

Shatila suddenly came back to her senses. There was a fine amount of sweat on her forehead, and she backed away with a terrified expression. It was only when she retreated to the wall and leaned against the wall that she was panting.

She felt that she was almost filled with the emotion of 'jealousy' and turned into a monster with nothing but resentment and jealousy.

"Shatila? Shatila?"

Roy's gentle and caring greeting changed from illusory to clear. When Shatila came back to her senses, she saw that Roy was standing not far in front of her, looking at her worriedly.

Satila shrank back subconsciously, not because she hated and feared Roy, but because she was afraid that her terrible emotions and strength would hurt him.

"Is there a problem with your strength again?"

Roy stared at the shadow under Shatila's slender jade legs. Under the light source made by Roy, the shadow had a strange distortion. It emitted a faint black air, as if it had come alive and had life. , doing different actions from Shatila herself.

'This is the great sin of a witch! '

The power called 'jealousy' is within this shadow.

"This noble lord..."

"Roy Crowley, my name is Shatila."

Roy interrupted Shatila and said his name.

"Master Roy, please don't call me Shatila, just call me by my first name. I can't bear the title of ''."

Hearing Roy say her name, Shatila also changed her name, but she still flinched a little, like a frightened cat, alert to all dangers.

Roy can understand Shatila's mental state. She has lived in the dirtiest slums at the bottom of society since she was a child. Her kindness will inevitably develop such a character, or become another extreme, becoming a rebellious tame woman.

Satila herself is not such a evasive character, but the environment made her become like this, so as long as she changes the environment and adjusts it a little, she can bloom her own cheerfulness.

"I... I think it's better not to leave. As you can see, I can't control this power. It's very dangerous."

Shatila bit her lip with her white teeth, and although there was regret and sadness in her big cyanotic eyes, it was more of a kind of firmness.

She doesn't want this dangerous power to hurt others......

"It is indeed a very dangerous power, but this power also belongs to you, as long as you can master it through training, and you don't have to worry about it hurting me. Although I am not talented, I am still a powerful enough magician. will not be harmed by your power."

Of course, Roy would not say what kind of godslayer he was, and Shatila would never understand it. As a magician, as a profession that exists in this world, Shatila would be able to understand a thing or two.

If you are a knowledgeable person, of course you will not believe that a magician can resist the power of a witch, but it is enough to deceive a young girl like Shatila.

"is that true?"

The half-elf girl's cyan eyes lit up with hope. Roy's words made her want to move. Leaving the slums to see a wider world has always been the girl's most longed-for wish.

But now, the man standing in front of her with a gentle smile is like an angel who fell from the sky, leading her to find hope.

"Verbal promises are meaningless, and real promises must be proved by actions. I have no ill intentions towards you, Shatila, and I am not going to do anything to you. To say something bold, if I really treat you With malice, I can force you at this time, instead of talking to you like this..."

Roy did not lie to Satila. He wanted to take her away. Apart from wishing to study the power of the witch, he also had some pity for this beautiful and kind girl. She should grow up in the plain white like a snow lotus flower. On a snowy mountain, instead of being submerged in the dirty silt of this 2.9.

"I believe in you, Lord Roy!"

Shatila didn't wait for Roy to finish his explanation, she just shook her head vigorously and made the most important decision in her life.

...

"Ah Choo——"

In the capital city of Lugnica, the Lionheart Kingdom, a man with strange clothes and a strange appearance sneezed.

"Master, what's wrong with you! Could it be that you are sick?"

Beside the man, a woman with a ponytail asked nervously.

"Ah, it's all right! I just sneezed suddenly, Shaula, let's continue to inquire about that half-elf's information."

The man quickly shook his hand. Although he had a big reason for his apprentice's strange personality, sometimes he still felt that he had brought it on himself.

A certain "sage" who often used his apprentice's name to go around thinking helplessly. .

Chapter Thirteen The Witch Caught Hope

"Boom——"

In summer, there will always be unimaginable torrential rains.

A flash of lightning pierced the sky and illuminated the entire earth. The pitch-black earth was shone with pale light in an instant, creating a palpitating and strange atmosphere.

It was followed by deafening thunder, like a drum on a battlefield, shuttling back and forth between heaven and earth, shaking people's minds.

Roy, who was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, opened his eyes. He looked out through the small skylight in the house. There are no stars and moons today, only a thick dark cloud rolling in the sky, lightning and thunder crackling The sound insulation effect of the house is not good, and you can hear the 'whoop' wind blowing from outside the house, as well as the coldness penetrating into the body through the wooden house.

Shatila, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, was suddenly awakened, and she jumped out of bed in a hurry, wanting to go out.

Roy grabbed her slender and white wrist. The half-elf girl's skin was smooth, and her wrist was a little thin.

"What are you going to do? It's not safe to go out so late, and it looks like it's going to rain."

Roy thought that Shatila was in a hurry.

"I'm going outside to find something to shelter from the rain, Lord Roy! This room will leak."

Shatila said in a hurry, and then she lowered her head in embarrassment, "...Sorry, I let you stay in such a simple house for one night."

In the eyes of the half-elf girl, a nobleman with an elegant temperament like Roy should live in a luxurious palace surrounded by countless people to take care of his life.

"Although I live the kind of life you imagine most of the time, it doesn't mean that I can't bear even this little predicament."

Shatila's eyes clearly revealed her thoughts.

In the Godslayer World and the Moon World, Roy was noble and lived an unimaginably rich life, but in the Kingdom of Shadows, he also experienced five years of training with nothing but fighting all day long. Scathach's training was extremely cruel, but it also allowed Roy to cope with any difficulties.

Roy raised his head and looked at the roof of the wooden house. Satila is not a professional craftsman, and the house he built is actually substandard, and this kind of pure wood house will indeed be troubled by the natural environment.

It should be said that for the people in the slums, there is no time when they are not troubled. Summer is not bad, at most there will be heavy rain, but when it is cold in winter, people will really freeze to death.

Roy flicked his finger in the air, and a Sinnoh rune suddenly appeared, and as the rune disappeared into the void, Shatila was surprised to find that a mysterious halo appeared in this simple wooden roof shed.

The original rune, this is the secret of the great god Odin, even Brunhilde can only learn a little, but because of the mythical connection between Scatha and the Nordic winter goddess Scati , the Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows is the one who has learned the secret technique of the Great God.

As a teacher, she also taught this original rune to Roy. He is also the only one who has learned the rune among the many students of Skaha, such as Cu Chulainn and other great heroes. They learned At best it's just the magic inherent in Celtic culture.

The runes are too esoteric, even Roy didn't learn all of them, but this set of runes is very versatile. Besides fighting, it also has many conveniences in daily life.

"Is this magic?"

Unless it is an extremely professional or a magician who studies Nordic culture, most people will not be able to recognize runes, let alone a witch from another world.

In Shatila's view, the mysterious method Roy showed was the unknown magic.

"It's kind of magic."

Seeing the curiosity and envy on Shatila's face, Roy said dumbly: "...I can teach you when I have a chance."

"Thank you, Lord Roy!"

Shatila let out a small cheer, at this time she was a little bit more cheerful than a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl should be.

"Go to sleep."

Roy urged her on.

"This...or you can sleep on the bed, and I can sleep on the ground."

Shatila said with some embarrassment.

"Magicians don't need sleep very much. I'm used to not sleeping, so you don't need to pay attention to me."

Satila's bed is small and worn out. Roy will creak when he sits alone, and the weight of two people can probably collapse it, and Roy is not going to go with such a poor girl. Grab a bed.

"is that so……"

Shatila doesn't know much about magicians. Since Roy said so, she can only believe it and dare not have any doubts.

"Sleep, Shatila! Tomorrow will be better."

The half-elf girl was really sleepy, she was so tired every day, she had to walk a lot of roads every day, looking for food from morning to night, especially in winter.

She has a dexterous hand, and she could have made some small items to sell to subsidize the family, but her half-elf half-breed status made it difficult for her to enter the luxurious capital in her opinion.

"woo woo woo woo--------"

The strong wind outside the window was howling, like ghosts crying and gods howling. The dilapidated cabin trembled under the strong wind, as if it would collapse at any time.

However, it seems that Shatila should have a lot of experience in dealing with summer rainstorms. Although this wooden house looks like a dilapidated house, it has been persisting.

"Huh, huh, huh——"

The heavy rain poured down, and the raindrops fell on the eaves of the wooden house, and there was a continuous sound of dongdong. Shatila, who was sleepy and asleep, curled up, curled herself into a ball like a cat, her body trembled slightly, Whispering in his mouth, mist gradually filled the corners of his eyes, condensing into a pearl-like teardrop.

Roy lowered his body slightly, and put his ear close to Shatila. She seemed to be having a nightmare. She looked terrified in her sleep, and she seemed to be chanting words such as 'father' and 'mother'.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief, and grabbed her trembling little hand with his big hand. The 'Witch of Envy' had slender jade fingers and skin like creamy fat, but the temperature of the palm was like winter ice, a little cold. 377

"Children with cold hands and feet are lacking in love."

Then, it was in this dark night that Roy saw a pair of beautiful jewel-like eyes exuding cyanosis.

There was a thunderstorm outside the window, and the ghostly wind whined, but in the darkness of the storm, there was a pair of amethyst-like beautiful eyes that were watery and delicate, looking at him.

When Roy's hand grabbed her, Shatila just woke up, which was a sign of the girl's insecurity.