The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For So

Chapter 197: It doesn’t make any sense

I don’t know what happened.

The only thing I can understand is that the next moment I thought there was a thunderclap, the scary bird in front of me collapsed, and at the same time, the maid appeared.

The only thing I know about it is that this maid probably did something that caused the demon bird to fall over.

I wondered if the maid had released some magic that knocked down the bird in front of me. The magic spell must have been so powerful that it would not only knock down the bird, which has magic resistance but also blow a hole in its head and then make the whole area disappear.

Nevertheless, the kill was so clean that there was only a hole in the bird’s head.

Did the maid in front of me pull off such a feat?

I couldn’t believe it because it happened so quickly. If I were to tell the other members or anyone I knew about this, no one would believe me.

“What’s wrong? Got stunned? Well, you almost died. You were ready to die, and yet, you are here, alive. I understand that you are in shock, but at least answer me if you are okay or not. Although, if you don’t answer me, I’ll just let you cast the recovery magic on my own, regardless of your will.”

“D-dragonoid?”

“Oh, you’ve finally spoken, and you’re talking about my race? Yes, you’re right. I am a dragonoid.”

And the maid, who claimed to be a dragonoid, performed recovery magic on me as she spoke.

“I see… But how can you use magic while talking? And you’re saying that you are a dragonid and a maid? And from the patterns on the collar around your neck, does it mean you’re a slave? You’ve gotta be kidding me. I’d rather get told that it’s all a dream so I could understand it better!”

“Just when I thought you were starting to talk, you say it all at once. It seems the day was quite hectic for you, too.”

“Of course! Because my common sense got flipped upside down, leaving me in a state of confusion, and then overturned again!”

That technique that defeated the fearsome bird in the first place didn’t make sense, and I can’t understand how a dragonoid can be a slave. Furthermore, she can even cast spells without chanting.

I’m insanely confused by all of it.

The presence of this beautiful, short-cut, crimson-coloured dragonoid woman in front of me, all of it, makes no sense.

It would be more believable if you told me everything I’ve ever seen was a dream.

“Yet you have not a single word of thanks to the person who helped you?”