Mission No.7 The girl who picks up time (6)
Lafon, with a white expression, moved his trembling lips.
“Beh, why are you suddenly talking about Belzedeus? What else do you mean that Belzedeus wanted the Capoteron?”
Lafon seemed to have completely panicked when he heard that Beelzedeus was aiming for Capoteron, and it was similar to Lingehorn.
Even so, the elf’s face became as pale as a plaster cast.
“What did you just say? Beelzedeus? Beelzedeus wanted the Capoteron? Why not? Why?”
Ewald, who did not know that the reaction would be so hot, gave the two heads of the dwarves and elves a smile covered with a sense of collapse.
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“No, why are you guys like this? When you split the Capoteron, whenever you hear about Beelzedeus, you suddenly rush in and make a fuss?”
However, despite Ewald’s sting, the heads of the two races couldn’t even show a shy expression.
It was only because the weight of the name ‘Beelzedeus’ was enormous. While watching the bluish faces of the two chiefs, Balt licked his lips at the sudden bitterness and raised one of his fingers.
“Now, you two, let me ask you one question.”
Ewald, who sat back in the chair, opened his mouth, revealing his teeth to Lafon and Lingehorn, who were dumbfounded.
“Didn’t you say that if you break the Capoteron, you don’t know what kind of disaster will happen? By the way, unless you break the capoteron.”
What if you don’t break it? It was an awkward dialect, but Lafon and Lingehorn were staring at Ewald’s lips without noticing it.
“Most of the demon lords who will descend into this middle-earth from now on will aim for Capoteron and attack with that Corin prison or something.”
Using a dialect that didn’t suit him, Ewald struck a decisive blow.
“You guys, are you sure you can stop that for the rest of your life?”
Lynn Gehorn shook her head heavily.
“… How can I stop all of that?”
Lingehorn’s voice, half full of self-reproach, crawled out, completely calming the atmosphere.
At least for that moment, Ewald agreed with Lingehorn’s remarks with a plain attitude without any sarcasm.
“No one can stop it. If the demon king, who has descended and awakened, attacks openly, what will stop him other than Capoteron?”
“That’s right, but…”
Lingehorn had a face that hadn’t come to his senses yet.
“Why do you think the demons will target Capoteron?”
“Why don’t the demons target Capoteron?”
Replacing the question with a sharp question, Ewald glanced at Lafon, who looked lost in the world, and sighed briefly.
“I don’t know much about the sword of harmony or what, but you all know that the capoteron has demons in it too, right? Demons are originally derived from Rauspe, so it wouldn’t be a problem to align with Rauspe’s son, the devil.”
A swallowing sound is heard from Laphon’s mouth.
“I don’t know what Beelzedeus found out, but Beelzedeus definitely did.”
“… Clearly?”
Ewald gave a calm voice to the nervous Lingehorn.
“He said that Capoteron would make him whole.”
Oh my god. Lingehorn sat down in his seat with exactly that expression on his face.
“Well, at that point, I think you can roughly predict what will happen if Capo Theron falls into her Demon hands.”
Finally, Ewald brought out the last question.
“Can you tell me where Corinne’s prison is?”
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After a long time had passed, Lafon and Lingehorn, who had regained their stability, were sitting in their chairs with downcast faces, like people who knew the world would end tomorrow morning.
Of course, Ewald hated seeing such a sight, so he licked his lips, but it seemed that the story that a demon tribe or a demon king would appear in the middle world would target Capoteron was quite a shock to Lafon and Lingehorn.
“Hey, it’s not like the demon king is aiming for Capoteron right now, so just break it. So, the two of you cooperate with me and split the capoterone. This is the story.”
Ewald just smiled.
“Simple, right?”
No answer.
You seem to think it’s not that simple.
“First of all…”
It was Lingehorn who spoke first.
“You must have heard that Capoteron is singing. But the song is quite dark.”
“Is it dark?”
“Exactly. It seems the devil has seized the initiative of Capoteron.”
“Are you the devil?”
Lin Gehon nodded her head.
“I got a call from Ar Bressil while I was on my way to Kaselheim. It happened the day before yesterday. It was reported that Capoteron was emitting a song that could only be heard in hell.”
‘… Is there anyone else like Adele?’
As he remembered that thought, Balt quickly shook his head.
“And he even received reports of the disappearance of all the animals from Heathnan to Mornan the day before he arrived in Kaselheim. It was reported that all but small animals had disappeared.”
It means a noble silver birch forest, and it is the home of the elves, Ar Bressil. It is a place that Ewald is familiar with, but Ewald tilted his head as he kept talking about strange elven place names.
“… Heath i? How are you there?”
This time, Lafon added an explanation.
“The two valleys around Corin’s prison that sealed Capoteron.”
“So Capoteron started to sing a terrifying song, and all the animals around the place where Capoteron was sealed disappeared?”
“Exactly.”
Ewald tilted his head with an expression of incomprehension.
“Could the disappearance of the animals of the Valley have something to do with Capoteron?”
“I haven’t been able to find the exact connection yet. Because I didn’t have time to investigate.”
“Then, only two things are certain so far.”
Ewald raised his index finger.
“Capoteron began to sing.”
Raising his middle finger, Ewald enumerated the second fact.
“The animals of the land where Capoteron was sealed have disappeared.”
“So far, so it is.”
“Does that have a lot to do with my going to split capoteron?”
Lynn Gehorn found her speechless.
“They say they’re singing, so if you follow the song, you’ll be able to find the location easily, and the disappearance of the animals has nothing to do with it.”
“That is true, but…”
Ewald looked at Lafon, who had been wearing a worried expression from a while ago.
“It’s not every single thing that’s dangerous anyway.”
Ewald laughed and stood up from his seat.
“Do you have any more advice? Or information. Stop saying it’s dangerous because it hasn’t changed at all anyway.”
Lafon and Lingehorn’s eyes flew to Ewald.
“Rather than that, um, I’d like to get some support from the dwarves or elves…”
Ebalt, who quietly spoke, looked at Lafon and Lin Gehon secretly.
However, Lafon and Lingehorn were blindly blinking and returning Ewald’s gaze.
Ewald, who was pondering what that expression meant, began to feel a sudden surge of anxiety.
“… Have you ever heard of support?”
“When you say support, do you mean troops or personnel?”
Isn’t it natural Ewald opened his mouth with an expression asking if he had to explain all of that.
“The troops are good, and I need directions. You’re not saying that only our unit members should go to Corin’s prison, right?”
Ewald, who had a wry smile on his face, said something like that.
For a moment, Lafon and Lingehorn swallowed their saliva at the same time.
At the same time, the two chieftains with the titles of Ohisa of the Dwarves and Aglar Kar of the Elves shook their heads very slowly.
Thanks to this, Ewald had to take a direct hit from the overwhelming anxiety.
“… What are those reactions?”
“That, that, that, that, I think that’s impossible.”
“Oh, no. Ko, let’s go to Corinne’s prison together. That, that would not be the case.”
Gradually, blood vessels began to swell on Ewald’s forehead.
“… Hey, everyone?”
“D-Dwarves cannot go to such a cursed place. Oh, no.”
Lafon began to visibly shake. It was the same with Lingehorn.
“Eh, elves can’t go to places like that. No.”
“… Is it possible to push us into such a place?”
These are real Ewald couldn’t bear to say harsh words, but after uttering something roughly like harsh words, he slumped back into his chair.
“You said you were managing all this time? Can’t you even give directions? No matter how much I said that I would split capoteron, the manager can’t help me that much?”
“Boo, you said you were going to destroy it, so you can break it.”
Lingehorn, unable to bear eye contact with Ewald, spat it out at the window.
Balt turned his ferocious eyes to Lafon as he was just the head of the elves and was thinking about grabbing his hair by the end of his sleep.
“Hey!”
Anyone can see that Ewald is trying to assassinate Lafon.
Lafon, who was frightened with the expression that he had found a ghost, was ready to run away at any moment.
“So you’re saying that everyone won’t support the number of people right now?”
Ewald, who was slowly getting annoyed, started seriously contemplating whether or not to turn it all over.
“I will personally take you to the front of Corinne’s prison.”
“… Ohisa-sama, don’t you remember when you said something like asking me to see the world?”
“Three, I asked to see the world, but I never asked to see the end of the world.”
The reaction is strong.
“If you go in there, who will die? Why are you upset?”
Lafon shook the whale with a blue face.
“Lord, we might die, we dwarves!”
“… How are you?”
Ewald, who drew his attention from Lafon, who expressed that he didn’t want to go even if he died, naturally headed for his next prey.
“Are elves the same?”
“Lord, you should die, but wouldn’t it be painful enough to die?”
“… Won’t you?”
Did they share the rat poison?
Ewald let out a devastated laugh and leaned back in his chair, snapping his fingers.
“Is it okay if I just accept that I don’t want to go to that dungeon because I’m scared for no reason?”
Gradually, Ebalt scratched the pride of the heads of the two races.
However, the heads of the two races nodded vigorously with faces thrown into the trash for pride.
Thanks to that, Ewald growled with an expression similar to that of a yakcha that had just appeared from the gates of hell.
“See you, see you, really! Then how the hell have you managed things like capoteron so far?”
Lafon hurriedly opened his mouth.
“Yo, I’ve made a request for a job or a request from adventurers.”
“That, it is. It’s just that it’s a place I’m reluctant to set foot in.”
“… Service?”
Shameless but proud Ewald sighed as he felt his strength draining away, but he still turned his ugly eyes to Lafon and Lingehorn.
It became clear. It is said that elves and dwarves will not enter the prison of Corinne where Capoteron is sealed, even if they die.
Even those egoistic and sassy elves and dwarves, and the heads of each race even certified as cowards and didn’t want to go.
“… I can’t say more since I said I broke it. All right.”
Ewald roughly stood up from his seat.
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“You agree to break the capoteron, right?”
Lafon and Lingehorn nodded at the same time.
“Great. Capoteron, I’ll take care of that, but I’ll have to pay for the trouble instead.”
Lafon and Lingehorn, who were still nodding, stiffened their necks, but Ewald began to paint a loan shark’s smile on his lips.
“I’ll pull out the very root of the pillar.”