Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 161

(EP-161.1) Night #2

161 – Day and Night #2

To be honest, I often wandered the streets at night.

Of course, this was when I was in Angmar Kingdom.

The reason being, to avoid everyone’s prying eyes as I engage in some less-than-honorable activities.

Like gathering information on nobles who opposed me, and trying to find their weaknesses. Simply, things that must not be seen by others.

Usually such dirty work was done under the cover of the shadows of the dark alleys. Just like the night I met the Assassin Kalira.

Though, even disregarding that, the idea of ‘wandering around at night’ = ‘bad’ wasn’t new for me.

Even before I became Theo Gospel, the time when I was the ordinary Lee Seong-eum, I felt a strange sense of ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) immorality in walking around at night.

Perhaps it was due to the teachings I received in the orphanage and at school.

━Don’t fool around and go home early.

Regardless of where you are, teachers never appreciated students wandering the streets late at night. Therefore, they encouraged students to return home early.

That was why I had never been out past 10 pm until middle school.

Then once I became an adult, I was able to go to facilities like PC Bangs and jjimjilbangs that were still open after midnight.

Also, when I was a freshman living alone, I could feel a sense of freedom breathing in the morning air as I went to and from the 24H convenience store. _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}

I felt like I was doing something wrong.

There was a sense of guilt for doing something that shouldn’t be done.

Of course, someone might say, “What’s the big deal about roaming at night?” But that was how I felt back then, at least.

In reality, I didn’t derive much excitement from wandering at night anymore. It was probably because I’d grown older and had various experiences.

So, why am I making such a fussy self-reflection now? It was because I felt the nostalgia of my youth as Narmi led me through the streets.

Finally, Narmi dragged me into a dark alley. After looking around, she opened a manhole cover nearby and pointed at the ladder beneath it.

“Should I go down first, or would you like to?”

I was not sure what lay beneath this hole, but it didn’t seem like Narmi was trying to trick me or lead me into a trap.

“I will go first.”

So I mustered up the courage and reached out to the ladder. As I made my way down, the tapping synced up to a rhythm. Narmi soon followed after me.

Then Narmi said from above.

“Ah, don’t look up! I’m wearing the school skirt right now!”

“Okay, got it.”

Tadak. Cheolpeok.

When I finally stepped down with my foot, I could feel the damp, sticky ground through the soles of my shoes. It was unpleasant.

—Light.

I activated the most basic Rank 1 lighting magic. A glowing sphere emerged from my palm, illuminating the surroundings.

It looked normal.

By that, I meant it really was just an ordinary sewer.

An underground sewer filled with the squeaking of rats and discarded items like trash and scrap metal. That was my initial impression. There were a lot of sewers like this in Angmar.

A group called the Black Robes took over the sewer and ran all sorts of illegal activities, prompting a large-scale crackdown. I didn’t know if Reinhardt had worked it out.

Then Narmi touched down and said as she fixed her skirt.

“How is it? Can you manage? It’s a bit damp and musty here.”

“I’m fine, it’s not unbearable.”

Rather, I was more surprised that Narmi was in this sewer. After all, she was the daughter of the Draco Family from which she was raised in a beautiful flower garden, adorned with flowers and dew, and butterflies.

However, thinking about it more, Narmi was a necromancer who guarded graves, buried corpses, and possessed a talent for black magic and necromancy. Necromancers and sewers were in the same ballpark.

“Then follow me closely! There might be traps along the way!”

“All right.”