236. Two Demons
The sound of fluttering leaves heard in silence. The sound that echoes like waves in the forest would normally have brought peace of mind or refreshment.
Right now, I am crying loudly, as if representing my turbulent heart.
The two people were looking at me with their mouths closed.
I wait quietly for the two who seem to be looking for what they want to say.
[It’s so sudden.]
It was the dark spirit who broke the silence between us. She spoke in a half-crying voice.
“Separation, especially death.”
There was no reversal of my decision.
“It’s always bound to be sudden. “You know best, don’t you?”
Most breakups are sudden.
Even if you prepare, prepare, and anticipate, the pain of a breakup will not be greatly reduced.
All of us.
It was natural that we would have to break up someday, and that time came sooner than expected.
“If it is difficult to answer right away, you can wait.”
I may have misunderstood what I said, but I wasn’t telling them to close their eyes right now.
“Even if it is sudden, there will be enough time to prepare.”
From now on, I plan to stay in the royal family and focus on creating the underworld.
I don’t know how long it will take, but they still have time while I do my research.
“Think, ponder.”
After saying that to the two people, I headed towards the door of the general store.
* * *
Although the spring season has now fully arrived, cold and harsh winds are still prevalent in the Clark Republic.
But the people of the Republic were having a warmer time than ever.
Not only the temperature, but also within the republic.
The people of the republic found freedom after the death of dictator Magan.
Although this time that came to them was still unfamiliar, they were gradually getting used to it.
Of course, we only found peace on the surface.
In fact, many countries, starting with the Griffin Kingdom, were holding talks in front and spreading intelligence behind the scenes in a desperate attempt to take over the collapsing Clark Republic.
A secret struggle unfolding in the shadow of peace.
The person who was secretly caught in the midst of the secret struggle between nations was none other than Dante.
They were also trying to extract as much as they could from the Clark Republic, which was ruled by the Great Evil.
“Is this enough?”
Capital of the Clark Republic.
A man with short blonde hair entered an alley in the city center of Clockwork. At first glance, he had the size and length of hair that made him look like a soldier, but he was a fairly rare type of wizard.
His name is Pelestan.
He was a blood mage belonging to Dante.
It took quite a while to shake off the pursuers from the Han Empire that were following behind, but they were able to shake them off anyway.
“Ha, no matter how much of an opportunity it is, is there any need to push yourself this far?”
I sigh and lean against the wall. Hold a lit tobacco in your mouth and exhale deeply.
Republic products are quite strong, but I liked them because they have their own rough charm.
At that time, the mana resonated within the body.
It was a communication from Dante.
Anyway, Dante’s field of vision was shared, so he knew that Luanes, Dante’s leader, would be looking at him.
It was a little strange to suddenly contact me like this.
-Pelestan.
“What’s going on?”
Ruaneth’s voice spreads in my head through the mana connected like a real telephone.
Pelestan asked angrily, but Ruaneth’s voice was quite serious.
-It is a convocation.
“Convocation?”
Dante basically moves as an individual. In cases where the scale is large or the task cannot be handled alone, Ruaneth often pairs up.
It was very unusual for Ruanes to use the word convocation.
Pelestan realizes the reason without having to think long about it.
“Surely time is up already?”
There are various reasons why warlocks are tied to an organization called Dante.
What unites them is the cause that Ruanes also has.
For one purpose: to save this continent.
Ruaneth answered Pelestan’s question without any hesitation.
-Griffin’s Rometiu Forest.
“Ha, as befits the ending, it is a very dangerous place.”
The Griffin Kingdom is still called a barren land by warlocks.
Furthermore, Rometiu Forest was a place where spirits were known to live.
Basically, spirits do not like warlocks very much.
No, it is safe to say that most spiritual beings are reluctant to use warlocks.
In the end, Griffin’s Rometiu Forest is for warlocks, people and spirits. It meant that it was a place threatened by two beings.
“Is everyone gathering? “I can finally say something to Old Man Bug.”
Character Bactus Nikolai.
An old man who was a warlock belonging to Dante and the general director of the Weapons Development Department of the Clark Republic.
He is the number one contributor to continuing the dictatorship of the Clark Republic by creating something that goes beyond common sense called protection.
-Yes, the republic has collapsed.
Bactus, who was on both sides after the fall of the Clark Republic, now completely joined Dante’s side.
Recalling the old man’s laughter, Pelestan exhales a deep puff of tobacco smoke.
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“The long journey is coming to an end.”
* * *
About a month has passed since I returned to the German Kingdom.
Loveren Academy had already opened, and students Aria and Eleanor returned to the academy, but I, a professor, still remained at Graypond.
Because I was in the professor’s position, I had to go back and continue the lecture.
This was possible thanks to his position as a memorial service under the direct control of the king. Professor Erica and Per are probably teaching more lectures on my behalf.
It was a sorry thing for both of them.
If you ask me what I am doing at Graypond… ….
“How long has it been since you asked to put up a light, and you’re still leaving the candle holder up?”
Deia giggles as she comes down the stairs.
This is where the evil spirit of Griffin lived and where his various records and knowledge are written.
Royal palace first floor hallway. It was a secret room hidden behind the statue.
“Can’t I go outside and take a look? “Why do you have to read a book here?”
I grumbled as I placed the tray with coffee and light refreshments on the desk.
Originally, he would have gone back to North Weden, but he insisted that he stay here and be with me.
“Is everything going well?”
“…… Okay.”
“The response is slow? “Is this really okay?”
The creation of the underworld had already been told to everyone around him, starting with King Orpheus.
Creating a place where the dead can sleep.
Grand Wizard Rockpelican and Saint Lucia also said they would cooperate, but they refused.
At first, we had several conversations, but the difference in knowledge about theory and structure was so severe that I decided it would be right for me to lead the project alone.
“Even if it is difficult, I will do it.”
If I don’t do it, the continent will eventually be destroyed.
Lucia told me that the number of strange incidents occurring not only in Griffin but across the continent has been increasing recently.
Perhaps the souls began to wake up unable to rest because they had no place to rest.
There were many more incidents than in the original.
The reason why the flow has become faster is because I don’t know where the butterfly effect came from.
Recently, I was immersed in research without even eating or sleeping properly.
“It hurts my body. “I’m not doing this to give you a place to sleep when you die of overwork.”
“It’s a damaged body anyway.”
The body is already damaged by drugs and alcohol. As I began to use my body, I stopped taking any medicine and drank only small amounts of alcohol, but I am recovering.
Eventually, as you start to age, the things that the original Deius had built up in your body will slowly start to rear their head.
“… ….”
Deia probably didn’t like what I said, but crossed her arms with a distressed expression.
She didn’t bother to deal with him and stayed silent, concentrating on her research, and eventually she just turned around and left.
Thump.
The door closed and silence came again.
I breathe mana back into the sphere where Learic trapped the souls.
‘A capacity so large that it could hold 20,000 souls.’
But it is not enough.
The place I would create had to be able to accommodate all the souls that have ever fallen asleep.
Because we had to receive souls that could be in the billions or tens of billions, the message did not come to around 20,000.
‘To increase the capacity, a certain power is required.’
Is volume important for the soul to reside in?
As such questions arise, thoughts become more complicated. Is the size of the place important for intangible beings without a body to enter into rest?
I thought no.
‘Then why is there a shortage of seats on the continent?’
I knew that this was the case due to the setting, but as the research continues, questions pile up.
‘Unless it’s simply a matter of volume. ‘In reality, creating a specific space on a continent and putting the soul into it may not be any different from what it is now.’
After all, that space is on one side of the continent.
“Huh.”
I felt dizzy and had a headache.
His knowledge as a necromancer has become quite abundant, and he holds many secrets of the continent in his head.
I was still an inadequate man.
[Heh! He said he would do it alone, but it looks bad!]
At that time, the voice of the dark spirit was heard from behind. When I slowly turned my head, the dark spirit and Stella, whom I had not seen for a while, were standing there.
The dark spirit was proud and straightened her shoulders, but Stella was hesitant as to why she was so embarrassed, and her face was slightly red.
[How do you feel? It’s hard because we’re not here, right?]
“…… Archmage Rockpelican and Saint Lucia. “You can’t help me now.”
[No thanks.]
No matter how dark the spirit was and Stella, this was the same.
The dark spirit was a necromancer, but he was a wizard who only used violent magic, and Stella was ultimately a saint like Lucia.
In fact, even if these two had offered to help me, there would not have been much progress.
I guess the two of them are keeping their mouths shut because they can’t deny it.
It worked out just right.
To cool my head, I turned my chair and looked at the two people.
“The fact that you came back like this means you have something to tell me.”
It’s been a month since he said he would help me put myself to rest if I find out about my regrets and tell him about them.
For two people, there is enough time to reflect on oneself.
As I looked at him bluntly, the dark spirit cleared his throat and patted Stella on the back.
[The junior goes first.]
[…] … Are you really going to do it right after me?]
Stella lowered her head and sighed uncharacteristically, wondering why she was so embarrassed.
It was unusual for a woman who always had a confident and benevolent air to look like that.
“Say it.”
Stella originally fell asleep in peace, but woke up on her own to help me.
So she may think she has no regrets, but as she looks around the world with me as her soul, she knows that Stella’s thoughts about her have changed.
Souls looking for the parents they saw in the brothel.
The appearance of Romuleus, who was on the same level as the gods he believed in.
I was curious about Stella’s lingering feelings after experiencing things with me that she had not been able to do during her days as a saint.
Still, the essence hasn’t changed.
I thought it was probably a request made in good faith.
[Po, Pokyu!]
Stella’s white middle finger rises awkwardly, as if she is not used to it.
“…… What?”
[Pokyu!]
It is not Velika.
Her horns don’t even sprout.
Her voice was shaking, and judging by the fact that she chewed her tongue, she was quite embarrassed about swearing.
When I looked at Stella in confusion, she was hugged by the dark spirit as if she were bewildered.
[Senior!]
The dark spirit master said, raising the middle finger with both hands, saying that he was right after Stella, and that he was a senior just like her.
[Eat Pakyu! You bastard!]
“Jenny.”
[Don’t call me that!]
“… ….”
[No, ugh. This is not it.]
The dark spirit took Stella’s hand and declared violently.
[We are now evil spirits!]
I just ran away.
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