I’ll Just Live As A Villain - Chapter 27

I responded reflexively, and soon afterwards I realized that Harry was speaking in the shape of a dog.

[What are you doing!]

Although I was surprised, Harry was easygoing.

“What’s wrong? She knows everything anyway.”

‘Yeah.’

Emma had already noticed that Harry was a talking animal the day I went to help the guest house.

She haven’t said anything about Harry since I told her to forget what she saw that day.

“But don’t talk to me when you look like that. It’s a bad habit, you can make mistakes.”

‘I gave Harry a strict advice. I looked at Emma for consent.’

“Isn’t that right, Emma?”

But Emma said nothing. She was just looking at Harry with a face as if her soul was gone.

Something was wrong.

“Emma?”

When I called Emma carefully, Emma sank down into place.

“The Dog-dog-dog-dog talk!”

Emma’s hand was shaking as she pointed to Harry. It was a reaction from a person who first knew Harry was a talking dog.

‘Don’t tell me…’

I asked Emma in dismay.

“You didn’t hear everything that day?”

“That day? Heard?”

Emma alternately looked between me and Harry with a confused look.

“The day you came to the drawing room to take the fire. Didn’t you hear what Harry said?”

“Well, I was caught trying to steal the fire so I was so surprised… …that I didn’t hear anything. “

I can’t believe it.

So what was the trouble I went through for on that day?

“You agreed when I told you to forget everything you saw and heard that day. Didn’t you heard it?”

“I didn’t know what it was about, but I just agreed because you told me to forget it. I was afraid you’ll cut my finger… if I say I didn’t hear you or say no.”

Emma bowed her head and apologized.

“I’m sorry, young lady.”

I was very despondent at the sight.

But the problem was getting out of this crisis right now, rather than feeling despondent about the past.

‘How should I explain about Harry?’

I can’t believe she’s carrying around a talking animal.

She’s a witch.

“Well, young lady.”

Then Emma called me as she hold her head, trying to figure it out.

“Is that a fairy?”

“……huh? Fairy?”

“What? That’s a very unusual appetite.”

Anyway, demons was hard to understand.1

“If you’re not going to eat cookies, just look around. We have to leave before the sun goes down.”

I grunted and pushed Harry away and looked around.1

The mountain was colder than the plains, my body was trembling.

The ground contained unmelted snow and on the other side, I saw a huge wall of rock as if it had been carved.

I approached the wall rock as if I was possessed.

‘When you knock on walls like in a movie or drama, you’ll find the entrance.’

However, no matter how many times I knocked on the wall, the entrance did not show.

‘Things can’t be done so easily.’

As soon as I turned around from the wall thinking so, I walked on an unknown object.

“Ouch!”

I rolled the floor without a hitch.

My knees are sore from falling. It’s probably bleeding.

‘Did I get stuck in a tree root or something?’

When I looked at the tree root that knocked me down, there was a bright, crooked sword found on the floor.

“Who left a sword here?”

I squatted down on the floor, accusing someone of throwing a garbage at the mountain.3

“But can I really have a big shot called the holy sword?”1

Another guest came to me, who was so worried.

“Who is it? Who pulled out Jupiter!”

Someone was rushing toward me at a tremendous speed.