The Villain Is A Perfect Fit For The Role-Chapter 115

Abel was the first to open his mouth.

“Richt likes bacon more than sausage.”

Then Ban opened his mouth. Instead of adding his words, Theodore observed. This was because we did not yet know Richt’s preferred food.

“Put down your fork first.”

Richt looked at Abel and spoke threateningly, but it had no effect.

“I don’t like it~ I’ve only had one pancake so far. “You have to eat meat too.”

“you’re right. “You ate too little.”

Following the class, Theodore also spoke.

“that’s right. “Master, you need to gain more weight.”

In an instant, Richt’s gaze became blurred. It wasn’t that he was eating less, it was that they were eating a lot. First of all, they move a lot every time they train. Since he has a lot of muscles, he should be able to digest food easily, but Richt’s case is different.

I was about to refuse again, but suddenly a wind blew from somewhere.

[Rich!]

It was a spirit entrusted with watching over Rostel. The spirit that flew in with no fuss naturally landed on the pancake. Then it laid down on its back and opened its beak.

[Listen to me!]

Spirits were beings that could not be seen with ordinary human eyes. However, from the blowing wind, the round pancake that suddenly landed, and Richt’s gaze fixed on it, others also realized that a spirit had come.

“Is this the spirit?”

Theodore looked at the pancakes with curiosity.

“yes.”

“You said it was shaped like a bird, right?”

“That’s right.”

“I want to see you.”

Theodore strained his eyes, but nothing changed.

“First, please put away your fork.”

This time, everyone obediently retrieved their forks.

[That kid! You can hear me!]

“Can I see it?”

The spirit nodded. Why do so many spiritists, who are said to be hard to come across even once in a lifetime, pop up? As with Abel’s aide, there was a spiritist in the Shadow Clan as well. But even a kid named Rostel is a spiritist?

‘Then could the spirit be taken away?’

The original wind spirits were not with Licht from the beginning. We met later, and we didn’t sign a separate contract. I’ll have to ask Lauren about this separately later. For now, I decided to share this news with others.

“It seems that Rostel has the talent of a spiritist.”

“A spiritist?”

Theodore frowned after hearing Richt’s words.

“So you’re dealing with spirits?”

Spirits are useful when they are on the same side, but they are tricky when they are enemies. This is because it is invisible to those who do not have talent as a spiritist.

Richt calmly asked the spirit many questions. And came to a conclusion.

“It seems that there is no separate spirit. Rather, I think this is my first time seeing a spirit.”

It wasn’t an impossible story. Just as spiritists were rare, spirits were also rare, and even if they had qualities, there were many who lived ordinary lives and died without knowing it.

“Right. Yes, spirit.”

Theodore, who had been talking up to that point, kept his mouth shut.

“What should I call the spirit?”

It looks like they are having trouble deciding what to call the spirit. The problem is that Richt did not give the spirit a specific name.

‘No, I didn’t even ask if you had a name in the first place.’

Richt quietly looked away. However, it was a story he could not ignore forever. He returned his gaze and cleared his throat.

“So, what was your name?”

Then the spirit puffed out its cheeks and opened its eyes.

[There is none.]

“doesn’t exist?”

[Licht didn’t give it to you.]

Was it something I had to build? I knew this for the first time.

[Are you going to build it?]

The spirit got up from the pancake and approached Richt. I felt excited. I’d like to ask Lauren about this too, but the spirit’s gaze is persistent.

“Do I have to build it now?”

[now! I like it now!]

Is it really okay to build it for me? While thinking about it, I blurted out the words that came to mind.

“Pong.”

It wasn’t a word with any particular meaning. It just occurred to me. But the moment he heard those words, the spirit’s eyes sparkled. Then the wind blew strong. The salad greens were scattered and the pancakes were overturned. Sausages rolled across the table.

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“majesty!”

The knights who heard the sound ran and knocked on the door.

“Don’t come in!”

Theodore quickly shouted and looked towards the center of the swirling wind. Something whitish and round was fluttering around. But for a moment, as the wind subsided, the thing in the center also disappeared.

[Now I’m Pong!]

The spirit with its chest fur puffed out flew around the room and shouted several times. Richt stared at that figure. Is it because of my mood? The spirit seemed to have grown a little larger than its original size. The spirit wandered around excitedly for a while and finally landed in front of Richt.

[Okay, the contract is done! I am Fong, and you are my contractor. I will be with you.]

Fong looked happy.

[Then I’ll go show off!]

And then he ran out.

‘Who are you bragging to?’

There was no need to think for long. Because the only person Fong could boast about was a spirit like him. I had a somewhat ominous feeling.

“You’re very active.”

Theodore said with a small smile.

“sorry. “You made a mess of the meal.”

“are you okay. “It was an amazing experience and it was fun.”

Still, I’m glad Theodore was fun. As I breathed a sigh of relief, the wind struck again.

[me too!]

[Me first!]

Two spirits rushed in like a storm. The wind was stronger than before, and the table almost flipped over, so Ban pushed it down with his hand. The chair was held by Abel and Theodore. Thanks to this, there was no further damage to property. Although I have to clean it.

“You are Ping. “You’re Pang.”

As soon as they were given a name, the spirits, who were ecstatic with joy, ran outside. There’s nothing to brag about anymore, right? While I was thinking that, I heard a scream outside.

“Suddenly the wind!”

“Is it a storm?”

Everything is a mess. Still, the spirits seem happy, so I’m glad.

“Then let’s move places now.”

Richt brushed away his disheveled hair with a tired expression. She looked surprised when the maid and knight, who had been allowed to enter later, looked inside, but that was all. Theodore ordered them to remain silent.

“But shouldn’t I know, Your Highness?”

Alex, the knight commander, clung tenaciously, but eventually he too backed down. Because Theodore was adamant. Originally, those who worked in the imperial palace had to be soft-spoken.

After a boring day, Rostel met the bird again. I thought it would be hard to see it again now, but when I came to my senses, there was a bird in the room.

[Hello, hello! I am Pong!]

The talking bird, Pong, was wandering around as if he was happy.

“hi. “But how did you get in?”

[I just came in?]

“Just how?”

The window was tightly locked, and someone else was guarding the door. There was a stove, but it was blocked because it was not winter.

[I just came in, what should I say when asked how I got in?]

Fong asked seriously. So Rostel couldn’t ask any more questions about him. He asked something else instead.

“Did you say pong? “I am Rostel.”

[know.]

“know?”

[I can know everything if I put my mind to it.]

“how?”

[What else? You have a lot of questions, right?]

“Can’t I be curious?”

[No, that’s not it.]

“Then tell me.”

Rostel wanted to know more about Pong.

[I am the wind. So you can go everywhere. Fire, water, and the earth are difficult, but other places are free.]

“What is freedom?”

[You do what you want to do.]

Fong, who had the appearance of a small bird, knew more than he thought. As I listened to that, time passed in an instant. As the night grew late, she began to feel drowsy. But Rostel did not want to sleep.

“Are you going to go when I sleep?”

[huh.]

“too bad.”

[what?]

“I want you to stay by my side.”

As Rostel grumbled, Fong laughed.

[okay. Then just today.]

Then he settled down next to Rostel, who was lying face down on the bed. As I looked at that, my heart started pounding.