Mission No.3 Little Devils (02)
“Black magic is forbidden by the law of the land.”
“… Ugh, hearing something like that from you gives me goosebumps all over, you bastard.”
“And black magic I hate.”
“Oh, did you?”
Balt, who was being sarcastic, nodded and glared at Casper.
“If you didn’t do it, someone else could have made it.”
“… Because it is not!”
“Do you have anything on your mind?”
“That is…”
Kasper, who scratched his head blatantly, even smiled awkwardly.
Ebalt pressed down with superhuman patience his insides, which were on the verge of exploding. Kasper It’s only for a moment when that human looks like that.
He hides something he doesn’t want to talk about.
Ewald looked up at Kasper, suppressing his trembling hands.
“Hey, Casper.”
“… Can’t I just skip it?”
“You’ve never seen me f*cking properly.”
“That is…”
“Shall we do it seriously?”
“…”
“I’ll let you start the new Hwangseong construction from tomorrow. Will it take an hour to evacuate?”
“Hey, Ewald!”
“I’ll even pull out the cornerstone. I will grind it down so that there is not a single stone left on the stone.”
Ewald showed this.
“I’m just talking about this because we’re friends. If it was south-south, I’d already changed that side.”
Saying such words to the emperor of the empire itself felt like a death penalty, but Kasper shook his head and opened his mouth.
“… It is not.”
“Then let it go. I’m not going to f*ck hard.”
“That is…”
Finally, Kasper let out a deep sigh and shook his head.
Ewald, who looked at Kasper, who had lived in the same era but had grown old, with pitying eyes, made a dirty impression.
“I tried it at first.”
“Tell me with a purpose.”
“… They tried to get your biometric information.”
“It’s a good thing.”
“But it failed.”
“Let’s hear why you did that in the first place. You said you were trying to get my biometric information?”
Arms crossed, Ebalt leaned back in his chair. Kasper defeated everyone by raising his hand.
However, Marcus left and Kasper started talking with a sigh.
“Because you are special.”
“… Is that all?”
“That’s all.”
“How are you?”
“How many people have mastered the 8th class before turning 20?”
“Five people. Can you recite it?”
“Among them, who has the title of Sword Demon?”
Ewald shut his mouth.
“Doesn’t exist. Only you But you sealed Beelzedeus and locked yourself in the dungeon.”
“Speak straight. Did you guys lock it in or did I lock it in?”
”… Anyway. And the war started the following year.”
“Oh, so you wanted to steal my biometric information and overwrite it on the kids?”
The last words flew in, but Kasper lowered his head and then slowly lifted it up.
“… I will not deny it.”
“So you experimented with me?”
“I did it. All failed, though.”
Ewald suppressed his anger at Kasper’s voice, which sounded like something was locked up.
“The story of the experiment being done with my biometric information… You mean you planted it for someone else?”
“… Planted.”
“If you say you failed, you mean that no one has assimilated my biometric information?”
“I couldn’t even partially manifest it, let alone assimilate it.”
Kasper, with a gloomy expression, continued in a low voice.
“Because everyone who injected even a little bit of your biometric information died.”
Even the sarcasm was gone. No matter how much he is Ebalt, he did not want to reveal the case of people dying.
Right now, Ewald asked only three questions.
First,
“… Did you make amends to the families of the dead?”
“I did. I can’t tell you why, but I’ll tell you.”
Second,
“The experiment must have stopped?”
“Of course. All materials have been destroyed.”
And the last third,
“Then, everyone who received my biometric information is dead, so how did they drag Schheim out?”
“… I’m sorry. I have no way of knowing.”
You have to catch a clue. Judging by common sense, a person with a mana reserve equivalent to that of a dragon could not move Schheim, so there was no possibility to infer that someone had used Ebalt’s biometric information.
“Since the data has been destroyed, there is nowhere to ask, and I will turn around.”
Silence engulfed the entire space starting from Ewald’s words.
And after a while, it was Kasper who broke the silence.
“Schheim, did you say you stole from the principality?”
“I confirmed that you flew to the principality. Probably the dukes. Don’t worry, I’ll come back unconditionally. If it doesn’t work, I’ll break it on the spot.”
“That’s natural…”
Kasper spoke in a serious tone.
“How about wiping the principality off the map?”
Ewald growled, looking quite shocked at what that human was talking about.
“… Is the punishment excessive for stealing Schheim?”
“Not too much.”
“… Wouldn’t it be too much to erase it?”
Casper finished his sentence and stood up.
Then, in a low voice, Kasper threw out another truth.
“The mage who led your biological experiment is now in the duchy.”
* * *
“… Hey, are you okay?”
“If it’s not okay, what else will I do?”
The parade of swear words that started as soon as he left Kasper’s room ended only then. After one last swear word, Edwald gave him a bad look, but Marcus licked his lips and had to walk beside his friend.
Marcus brought out the words he had stored in his heart.
“Are you really going to invade the principality?”
“Of course not, man. Can you leave Schheim there and go to sleep? I would have it fully activated within a month at the earliest.”
“… So, why did Shuheim be taken away, you guys?”
“Let’s stop talking about that. Because it looks like it will turn around.”
Ewald kicked a stone at his feet and walked down the street grunting.
“Are you thinking of raising an army?”
“Military?”
“If we formally declare war, it is possible to gather troops within a month.”
“I hate making a big deal out of it.”
“… Do you say that?”
“No, I mean I hate big things. Do I look like a unit commander type?”
“… Aren’t you the commander of the special forces unit?”
Nominally, he was an Ebalt with a higher rank than the Knight Commander, but the Imperial Army officer badge he wore was a human to stew, so Marcus shook his head.
“Think carefully. It seems that His Majesty the Emperor is also concerned about the affairs of the principality, so subduing them at this opportunity might be a good option.”
“Because I don’t like making a big deal out of it.”
“Even though permission could easily be obtained?”
“Hey, you crazy person. Is war a child’s play? Killing thousands of people just to steal Schheim?”
“It is not a war unless people die. Even if you only threaten with overwhelming force, the principality will…”
“What if the principality brings Schheim out?”
“That’s why we need to use his hand before we can fully activate Schheim.”
Ewald let out a deep sigh.
“… As I get older, my head only turns in strange ways. Noisy, man. Don’t pay attention because there’s nothing to raise the military. And no matter how much I have no interest in war, do you say that easily?”
“What do you mean?”
“You are busy fighting the Kur guys, but do you want to expand the battlefield in the midst of this? Divide it into left and right sides of the empire?”
“… It’s hard, but well worth it.”
“Don’t judge the value of life.”
“But…”
“Shut up. It’s my thing, so I take care of it. Even if you invade the principality, I will attack you.”
But Marcus shook his head.
“How are you going to attack? No matter what I do, it will turn into a diplomatic problem.”
Ewald pursed his lips.
“You have to go back.”
“… Backwards?”
“The name is special forces. Wasn’t the unit created for this purpose?”
“Are you going to break into those ghettos?”
“Are you going to fall?”
Ewald smiled.
“They are troublesome.”
* * *
A white priestly robe sways in the wind. The flow of the season, which had just entered the entrance of spring, lightly wrapped around Shupea’s body. Although it had only been three days since they left the Great War of Valkier, Speaa felt dejected at the feeling that three years had passed.
This is truly a pilgrimage.
“Crab, Sister Geresbek?”
“Ah, Brother Leeum. Are you at peace?”
The priest who greeted them stepped back in anger as if he had seen something worse.
The Shupea in the priest’s memory was never like this. It’s normal to light a cigarette and touch it, but it’s Supera who says hello in a gentle way?
However, after a gentle greeting, Shupea immediately took out a cigarette.
“… You are my sister.”
“What?”
“Oh, no.”
“By the way, do you know where Sister Geresbek is?”
The white smoke of cigarettes rose into the sky. The priest named Leeum thought for a moment before answering Spea’s question.
“Are you talking about Sister Geresbek?”
“Yes, big sister.”
“If you are a big sister, here you are.”
Shupea quickly spat out the cigarette in his mouth. The voice behind her was, of course, that of her older sister, Mariella Geresbeck. Shupea, who quickly changed her cigarette with her foot, turned around with a smile on her face.
“Are you back already?”
“Ah, that’s a bit. There is still time until the next dispatch…”
“Is that why?”
“There are some things I want to ask you.”
Mariella looked puzzled at her daughter’s behavior for the first time. However, she soon returned to her original form and moved her body in front of Shu Pea.
“Would you like a cup of tea?”
The two entered Mariela’s room inside the Great Hall and sat face to face with a table between them. Mariella, who brought out her antique tea utensils, stopped her tea and brought her fragrant teacup to her mouth, and she quietly opened her mouth.
“Did you say you had something to ask?”
“Yes, Mom.”
Mom?
Mariella put down the teacup she was holding.
“It is sudden.”
“Who was your father?”
“… Yes?”
“What kind of person was your father?”
Mariella, who was speechless in her words, raised her teacup again, pretending to be calm. When she was a teenager, she would occasionally bring up her father, but this was the first time she had asked her so directly.
“My father…”
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“Is Uncle Ewald your father?”
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Tea water spurted out of Mariella’s nostrils. Mariella vomited loudly, unable to contain her cough, which rose violently from her airways.
“Mom, then you die. Are you okay?”
“Where the hell did you hear that?”
“I didn’t hear that. It’s just because it feels weird.”
“He’s so out of his mind, really!”
Mariella, wiping her mouth with her sleeve, glared at her helpless daughter with her teary eyes.
But her stoic daughter brought out her strange words.
“I think I look very similar to you.”
“… Are you crazy?”
Quickly wiping away her tears, Mariella lifted her flushed face.
“Lets think. Her bad temper resembles mine, her eyes look like hers, her eyes are the same color. I heard that her uncle’s hair was originally blonde too? Her height seems to have been inherited from her mother, but if you look at her grandparents, doesn’t she look a lot like you and me?”
“I don’t look alike at all!”
“Because if you look closely, they look alike.”
“What do you want to say?”
“No, well, it just means that you and I look alike.”
“What is the similarity between that person and you?”
“What can I say? You might think they look alike. My mom said she liked Mr. Ewald, too.”
“Once upon a time! That was when I was ten!”
Shupea, who wiped the table messed up with Mariella’s tea water with a dishcloth, quietly picked up her own teacup, which was fortunately unharmed.
“Is it tea?”
“… When I was young, where is the other than Chago?”
“So, is Uncle Ewald the father or not?”
“No! Absolutely not! Why is that man your father! He’s never been together!”
“Or not. Why are you so angry?”
“It’s because you’re talking nonsense!”
“… Is it?”
“I’m going to rip that old man out! What did you say to the kid!”
“Didn’t you say anything?”
But with those words, Shupea gently put the teacup in his hand on the table.
And after letting out a sigh of relief that I couldn’t understand the meaning of, Shupea smiled slightly.
“Thank god.”