Mission No.3 Little Devils (03)
“Aren’t you sleeping?”
Marcus threw a pin at Ewald, who was not even human. It’s not that it’s not, I haven’t seen a break from the time Zendwig Tuum sank until now.
It means that I haven’t slept at all since yesterday.
Even so, Balt was sitting at his desk again, going through his data.
“I have to prepare.”
While examining his papers, underlining here and there with a feather pen, Balt was immersed in his thoughts for a long time.
Data and maps of the principality.
“By the way, Ewald, what the hell is that girl? That big girl.”
“I don’t know. I went down to Zendwig and it was there.”
“… If you say you don’t know, is it over?”
“I know the name. Ekryn Kirsch. Do some research.”
“Eccrine Kirsch?”
“It is.”
“Isn’t that an imperial name?”
“Then do some research.”
“Okay.”
“Oh, and get me some detailed information about the priest.”
“Priests?”
“Uh. To be precise, it is about the manifestation of divine power. Not the general stuff, but the specific ones.”
“… There are many demands.”
“It’s not fun to investigate the general stuff.”
Having said that, Ewald picked up the papers again and entered his own world.
“You really don’t need the military, do you?”
Ewald exposed his teeth to Marcus, who was still obsessed with military talk, and frowned fiercely.
“… Go away.”
“You can’t say you need it later.”
Not worth responding to, Ewald fixed his gaze on the papers. Thanks to that, Marcus walked out of the barracks with a shy smile.
He could have been in the mansion he took from the emperor, but he insisted on being next to the crew, so Balt started to focus on the papers.
After examining the size of the Duchy’s troops, weapon system, major units, training, and deployment status, Ewald handed over the documents to the Duchy’s capital.
But Ewald had to put down the papers.
I felt a familiar presence behind my back. This presence mixed with mana was definitely him. Ewald put the papers on the table and turned away.
“Usbel?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Are you okay?”
“Thanks for caring…”
Weird. It was very disturbing to see Usbel standing there with such a calm expression. In addition, the unique ‘Twice in a row’ was not cast.
Ewald tilted his head at Usbel’s strange atmosphere.
“Do you have anything to say?”
“There is something I would like to ask you.”
“… Sit down.”
Ewald, unfolding his remaining chair in front of him, turned his gaze to Usbel. Usbel bowed briefly and then often walked to the chair Ewald had given him.
However, the atmosphere was still calm.
“What do you want to ask?”
“Yes.”
After clearing his throat once, Ewald looked at Usbel with calm eyes. Us Bell, who always has a smiley and cute appearance, is silent like that, so she feels all weird.
However, Usbel immediately got to the point.
“The magic you used yesterday at Zendwig Tuam, is it rúm sköpun?”
Ewald’s eyebrows furrowed just slightly.
“What?”
“A magic horse cast to steal the mana concentrated in Schheim. As far as I know, it’s definitely rúm sköpun, but I’m asking if that’s correct.”
As if it was nothing, Ewald nodded.
“That’s right.”
“How…”
This time, Usbel’s eyebrows furrowed.
“How can humans use that magic?”
At once, Ewald’s face hardened.
“… What are you talking about?”
“The master is a human, but he is asking how he can use that magic.”
“Is it that important?”
Ewald scratched his head.
“In addition, the magic implementation itself is completely different from the human implementation system.”
“I just wrote what I was taught. Isn’t there a separate type of human and a different type of magic for implementing magic?”
“It is different.”
Usbel opened his mouth with a rather sharp expression.
“What the master implemented is the embodiment of demonic mana.”
“A demon?”
Usbel nodded her head.
“General mana management is to use the environment mana by mixing mana with one’s own magic power. However, the devil’s mana implementation is the opposite. The demon’s method is to temporarily subdue the environment’s mana to its own magic and then shake the mana that runs out.”
“… Thank you for the detailed explanation.”
Ewald hissed and leaned back in his chair.
“I use most of my magic that way. It’s quick and easy.”
“At the same time, if you don’t fully understand environmental mana, you won’t even try it.”
“… What do you want to ask?”
“How is the master following the method of implementing demons’ mana? This is the first question.”
Usbel, who had a cute cough and let out an ahem, asked another question.
“How did you learn rúm sköpun?”
“Ah…”
Ewald pursed his lips and he let out a nonchalant voice.
“Just. Did you learn from Master?”
“Are you saying you learned magic that humans don’t know about?”
“To… Is that a magic unknown to humans?”
“Sure. That magic isn’t dragon-made magic. Isn’t most of the current magic inherited from dragons?”
“… I don’t know the details of magic either.”
“The master wrote it, it’s a magic that humans don’t know.”
“So?”
“So…”
Usbel narrowed his eyes.
“Who the hell did you learn magic from?”
“To Master.”
“Which master?”
“He passed away before. I can’t even remember.”
Usbel raised her face nervously toward Ebalt, who realized rúm sköpun, unknown to humans, in the manner of demons.
“Could it be the Master, the Master…”
“Stop it, Usbel. Questions are only accepted here.”
Ewald took his eyes off Usbel.
“But Master, if you do something wrong, Master is in danger…”
“It’s not dangerous.”
Ewald cut off Usbel’s words at once. He didn’t look at Usbel, but Ewald concluded his words in a strong tone.
“… Master, I’m worried about you…”
“Because it’s okay.”
After licking his lips once more, Ewald turned to Usbel with a mild expression on his face. Ewald, who was about to throw out the word ‘but’ at any moment, stroked Usbel’s head with his large hand and smiled.
“Thanks for your concern, but do I look like someone who will be taken lightly?”
“… It is not.”
“And I mean.”
Ewald spoke calmly.
“You have some secrets too.”
“… Is it like that?”
“That’s it.”
Usbel shut her mouth. A thousand thoughts ran through her mind.
But she soon opened her mouth with a troubled laugh.
“Okay, okay. I won’t ask any more.”
“Okay.”
Ewald then smiled and picked up the papers.
“Because I have to go to the duchy in a few days, so get ready.”
“Are you going to take them all again?”
“Is that so?”
“I understand, master. I will prepare, I will prepare.”
“OK.”
Usbel, who had completely shaken off the serious atmosphere so far, stood up. However, Usbel, who suddenly came up with something, clapped his hands lightly while standing hesitantly.
“Oh, right, right. By the way, master.”
“Sit down and talk.”
Fluff.
“A woman was looking for the owner?”
“Female?”
“There is a woman as tall as that far away. The one the owner picked up.”
“Eccrine?”
“I don’t know the name. You said you wanted to see the master?”
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“Are you okay?”
“Ah… Captain.”
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Elif groaned and tried to lift his upper body, but Balt shook his head as he pressed his shoulders.
“Get better with all your heart.”
“Yes.”
Fortunately, it wasn’t a major injury. Ewald turned his head towards Adele, deciding that it would be possible to wake up within two days if he used some healing magic from the priest. Adele’s injury is weaker than Elif’s, so there’s no more worries…
The problem is that ‘big lady’.
Being treated in the same barracks as his unit, but in a space separated by curtains, Ewald pulled back the curtains.
Unlike other beds, the one made of iron caught Ewald’s eye. A woman was also seen sitting on the bed.
With both of her wrists handcuffed, she sat upright, controlling her breathing.
She must have been hurt quite a bit and wondered if she could sit like that, but Ewald approached her at her conclusion that she had to take care of herself and her body.
“I heard you wanted to see me.”
The woman’s closed eyes opened.
Having said nothing but giving her name as Ekrin Kirsch, as soon as she saw Ewald’s face, she slowly nodded her head.
Ewald quietly observed Ekryn.
Even when she was sitting on the bed, she was a very tall female swordsman with a huge presence.
Shaking her tightly tied black hair once, she stared at Ebalt with deep purple eyes.
She is quite a pretty lady after all. Her clear features and graceful nose made her a face that could have been called a beauty, but she was definitely not a typical imperial person. Her skin is too white for that.
Ekryn, whose skin was so white that her veins could be projected, calmly looked at Ewald.
To Ekryn, who was looking at her self without saying anything, Ewald spoke her first.
“Anything to say?”
“Did Schheim escape safely?”
Ewald forcibly blocked the evaporation of reason.
“… It did. She got away safely.”
“I’m glad.”
“… Dahaeeng?”
Ekryn let out a long sigh. However, upon closer inspection, it was not a sigh, but a breath.
Eccrine, sitting almost cross-legged in her lot, was catching her breath.
Ewald had a temper.
“Did you call me to ask about that?”
“Yes.”
“… Hey.”
“Yes?”
Ewald, suppressing the urge to strike him down, threw out a low voice.
“What is your identity?”
“This is Ekrine Kirsch.”
“Not a name, but a job.”
“I am a mercenary.”
Mercenary?
Ebalt dragged a chair to one side and sat on it with his arms resting on his back.
“Why were you at Zendwig Thum?”
“I am hired.”
“To whom?”
“I cannot give out information about the client.”
“Say it when you say something nice. Because it’s like my nature, I want to get rid of it.”
“It is the basics of being a mercenary not to reveal the client’s information.”
“… You wanna die?”
“I don’t like it.”
This woman is a strong enemy.
“Driving me crazy. Hey, is the guy who ran away on the Schheim a client?”
“Not exactly, but similar.”
“Is that Schheim mine?”
“Is that so?”
“… I don’t think I’ve figured out the situation yet, but that client-like guy stole my Schheim and ran away, and you’re a criminal in that crime. Do you understand now?”
“Generally, the client is responsible for most of what happens during the commission, except for murder.”
“… Die, really.”
“I don’t like it.”
The absurdity was lost in Ewald.
“I received a request from a former client and provided the service for the amount paid. The content of the request was to block the entry of others until Schheim left the tower, and I faithfully fulfilled my role.”
“… How are you?”
“That’s all.”
“Hey! Are you saying you did well?”
“It is not a matter of good or bad. It’s just a matter of clients and mercenaries.”
Are there any girls who can’t understand this situation? At Ekrin, who had a serious lack of social skills, Ewald growled ferociously.
“Listen. You helped me steal my Schheim, which pissed me off and pissed off the emperor as well. Do you know what that means?”
“I do not know.”
Hey. Ewald lowered his head for a moment, but when he returned, Ewald’s face was filled with weak anger.
“You are X.”
“I have a request.”
Neither a request nor a request? Ewald seriously wondered how the mind of this young lady named Ekrin was formed, but Ewald, who had no intention of waiting for Ewald’s answer, confidently opened her mouth.
“Please release me.”