The Villainess Wants to Marry a Commoner!! (WN)

Which one is it?

“Oh, Mr. Ursh, do you know how to make that curse?

“Yeah. I tried to make it a while ago and I haven’t looked into it. But I met Isabella before I made it, so I stopped making it.”

What does it have to do with you meeting me and stopping making curses?

My question was on your face, Ursh, and you whisk your own hair, whilst explaining it casually.

“I wish they’d known I was making that, because Isabella’s father wouldn’t have allowed me to get engaged, and no, Isabella might hate me.”

I don’t hate you for being a little bit or softly, Ursh, but what substitute is it for not being allowed to get engaged just to make it? Arr.

“Are you that bad? That curse.”

Like answering my question, Ursh, you started a pig-headed curse making course.

Wait, Mr. Ursh, I didn’t ask for a making-up course.

“First I grew male and female child pigs with bait mixed with oak king fat (lard), and then I could do a very frenetic pig. Because it’s really ferocious. Magic items that have been awarded lightning magic are a must for breeding.”

Wouldn’t it be too costly to get oak king fat?

That’s also a nod to become a curse you can’t get inside, right?

And the lightning magic item is like a stun gun.

There’s a lot of noise about a pig farm where stun guns are essential.

“Huh… why did you want to mix the oak king fat (lard) with Mr. Pig’s rice in the first place?”

It’s true.

The guy who said at the beginning, ‘Let’s let the pigs eat oak king fat and see.’ is crazy.

And I’m going to pull that into action that actually transferred it to execution.

“No, why would they say that… you don’t even know how that happened. Maybe he tried to create a new Warcraft.”

Either way, you’re not a dick. The guy who figured it out.

“That’s how I grew up. Turn the rabid pig into a turn, and you’re bound to have six rabid little pigs with carnivores. I knew I’d grow it for 66 days with bait mixed with oak king fat (lard).”

The cost is going up…

The price of that hog-headed curse is starting to bother me a lot.

Besides, I’m starting to wonder about the hygiene of the pig farm.

I don’t feel like I can clean a pigsty breeding a ferocious pig on a stun gun essential level while it’s not edible.

On top of the lard and sticky, it’s going to smell bad and you might never want to go.

“So, on day 67, I’m gonna put six ravenously grown pigs in a sturdy cage and stop feeding them”

“Six of them will definitely start a feud over the weak meat.”

What you’re doing, you pull it off like it’s unethical, but given that it’s the “curse” that creates it, is that normal?

Spellman, it really sucks.

“By the way, by the time we get to this stage, we’ll have to put five or six breeders at risk in the starting calculations.”

What, is it supposed to cost the breeder five or six lives?

It’s no longer a pre-cost issue.

Why do you want to do that and create ano creepy masks?

“Sleep the last pig with magic or medicine, and surprise me with a spell-only paint to write the procedure in a place other than the top of my head in the Demon Square.”

Oh, you’re starting to sound like some sort of ritual.

And does there exist a spell-only paint or something? I don’t really want to know the ingredients of the paint though.

“And turn that hog into an undead with a spell”

“Huh? Undead the pig?

Finally turned the pig into a demon.

The deviser is too dangerous.

“Yes, the point is, ‘with a spell’. Otherwise, it’s the way you let the undead attack you and undead you, because the spell ceremony you wrote about will disappear. That’s how an undead pig can have a demonic nucleus on the top of his unscripted head.”

Normally, the demon nucleus is something near the heart or stomach, but…

If you had a demon nucleus on the top of your head, wouldn’t it be easy to get knocked down?

“Finally, if you skinned and dried every demonic nucleus so as not to break it, and wrote a spell ceremony on the back… it would be the completion of the pig’s undead, the spell piece,” The Magic Eater’s Mask, “also known as” The Raging Pig, “which became just the skin of your head.”

Hmm? Wait a minute, then…

“Is that pig’s head still alive because the Devil’s Nucleus is safe?

“I’m undead, so I don’t know if I can say ‘alive’. I’m alive as a demon. I can’t move on my own because it’s only made of skin.”

“In other words, the Viscount says he is wearing a living demon (undead) on his head, even though it is only skinned”

“That’s right. You’re out of your mind. And it was Master Geese and Brian who were kidnapped by such a crazy man.”

It sucks!!

I could afford to talk about it, but it wasn’t that close!!

The Viscount’s Dangerous Personage is blowing up in me!!

“I need to go help right away!!

“Huh!! You’re scarier than Mr. Pig thought! Oh, my God! It’s an ache! Bella!! Scary pig went to Attch.”

I almost ran out in the direction indicated by Alice, who half cried, but…

Is that it? Wait, has anybody forgotten?

Looking back when something bothered me, Ursh, you were speaking to Master Chris.

“Dear Chris, you haven’t been on the subject just now. Whoa… where did Brother Trevor go?

Wolsh, you’re nice!!

Yes!! Trevor, your brother is not here!!

I completely forgot to exist… sorry, brother.

Master Chris, asked, answers pointing to the Knights carriage that had climbed up earlier.

“… Trevor said… look at the necklace of the undead… the same ornament he was looking into… and say… I’m looking into the necklace that I was able to take from the undead… in that carriage…”

Oh, the necklace the undead wore with that intelligence.

“Ursh, you saw that necklace too, didn’t you? Is that a necklace that produces an intelligent undead, or can you be intelligent with a demon when you put that necklace on?

“Mmm. Maybe I’m a failure. Reinstate an item in a literature that’s been around for a long time, or restore it… anyway, it’s a lost item. Oh, that’s a failure.”

As far as it goes, does it have a different effect when it comes to failures?

And to say that Ursh knows you’re a failure, Ursh, I wonder if you know the real deal.

Maybe you own the real thing, or you’ve created it before.

“What effect is the real thing an item?

When I asked about it with interest in mind, Ursh had a bad tooth cut for you and he replied with a slight lack of desire to answer.

“Um… anyway, I’m a failure. But I guess those people don’t know the real thing to see those people produce more failures. I don’t know the real thing, so I was wondering if you thought it was an item of effect.”

You answer in such a way that you don’t want people to know about the real thing, Mr. Ursh.

Maybe it’s about you, Ursh, so if it’s the information you need right now, you don’t have to hide it from me.

I’m sure, Ursh, I have some thoughts for you and I’m not telling you, so let’s not go deep and ask.

“Heh heh… it’s good to know about the necklace now. If we don’t dock Mr. Pig soon, those two will be made into a weird breeze. Wow.”

It must be in a weird breeze…

No, I’m sure Alice is right.

Let’s leave the necklace alone now.

Brother Trevor is looking into it, and one of these days you’ll know who the necklace is.

“Right, let’s go after Viscount Hilson and rescue Geese and Brian”

But you pull us off like that, Ursh.

“So, Viscount Hilson only knows the direction he’s headed, right? You can’t run in that direction and look for it in the dark clouds and you’ll find it. I’ve been deceiving the Knights and other eyes and hiding. No.”

That’s true, you’ve been so good at hiding, you can’t find us in this mess as the magician’s lair.

“Just to be sure, how… Dear Chris. Can you trace Viscount Hilson?

Turn to Master Chris, Ursh. When you confirm, Master Chris points at himself and puts his neck around.

“… uh… me?

Ursh, I don’t know why you think Master Chris can trace Viscount Hilson’s trail, and if he’s a pocan, Ursh, who guessed it, explains it to me.

“That said, you didn’t know Isabella, did you?” The ability of the Arrogant King (Lucifer) to perceive the remnants of telescopes, hell-ears, reading minds, emotional perception, and emotions left on the spot, spirits and distances… may not be distances, but spaces. Anyway, there is a wide variety of abilities associated with what I said. ”

I don’t know, but in a nutshell, do you mean the ability of the system to correctly grasp and gather information about your territory?

Then, with Master Chris’ abilities, we may be able to follow Viscount Hilson’s emotional remnants and find him.

Said Master Chris looked around with a serious look…

I dropped my shoulder as much as I wanted.

“… over there, with the emotions of those who are frightened… and those who are fighting… and the strong emotions of those who are running around… chattering and… identifying people who don’t know each other well… I can’t…. Sorry.”

Mm-hmm. Too bad.

But if you say you have no choice, you have no choice.

Even if a zombie is whacking through the King’s City and the fuss to the right to the left tells you to use the Arrogant King you just recently got and find someone you don’t know from here, you’re honest with me, aren’t you?

So, Master Chris, don’t be so visible and depressed.

I really don’t have a choice. Dear Chris, it’s not bad.

“Huh… Master Chris… please don’t let me down. There has to be another way.”

Alice grabs her hand softly when she leans against Master Chris, who nods at Alice like that with a sad look on her face.

And to two of those good looking atmospheres, Ursh, you broke in with a relaxed voice.

“That’s right. I can’t do it. You can’t do it in this state. So let’s stop running around without any information. Until Isabella remembers the other clues. Right, Isabella?”

Hey… Mr. Ursh. You two had a nice vibe right now.

-What…? Huh?… me?

Did I have any leads?