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A peaceful day
I am···.
No, the guy was standing alone, staring somewhere.
In the distance, there was a huge cluster of things whose shapes were invisible.
Each and every one of them had such a huge presence that it was almost intimidating.
The vivid and enormous hostility that spread from them seemed to fill the world.
Something close to malice was weighing on him. It was a pressure that made him feel as if the world was against him.
In front of him, the bastard stood facing him with a proud and arrogant expression.
There was not even the slightest sign of shrinkage.
“It’s nice to see bugs huddled together.”
It was a tone I had heard somewhere.
A thick tone of speech full of superficiality.
At that moment, a huge light appeared between them.
It was a splendid and brilliant light that obscured the surrounding beings, but it felt strangely eerie.
As the light rose, those around them naturally lowered their heads and stepped aside.
The words that came to mind immediately came out.
[······■■Woman.]
The pronunciation was muffled as if it was covered in noise, so I couldn’t hear it clearly.
However, the voice of the person spitting him out was slightly trembling.
At that moment, the side split open and yellow eyes came in.
In an instant, the surroundings collapsed and turned into a dark void.
– I never gave permission.
‘Ah, that was the tenant’s voice.’
I nodded to him.
The dream was twisted-.
A familiar sight unfolded.
Corpses approaching, saying hello.
‘I’m sick of this.’
I released my hand, my mouth watering.
First, as always, was Udra.
***
Knock knock.
I woke up to a familiar knock and hurriedly looked for my sword.
The sword that was placed next to me came into my hand.
The cool yet solid hilt provides stability······.
‘hmm···.’
I looked down at my eroded arm and let out a sigh. Even the small black blade was sticking out.
‘···Is the twenty-bone bone built-in?’
The erosion had spread beyond both arms to the waist. It was not evenly distributed, but rather sparsely distributed, making it look even more ugly.
I clicked my tongue, suppressing my excited and jumbled mind.
Contrary to usual, erosion did not subside.
Even though it was reduced, it quickly rose again while being crooked.
‘···You’re being a jerk every morning.’
I had to spend quite a bit of time on this yesterday too.
Today seemed like it would be harder than yesterday.
‘hey.’
I called the tenant, but there was no answer.
It seemed as if I was hiding because I was embarrassed to show my memories.
Or maybe it hasn’t happened yet.
Knock knock.
‘Oh, there it was.’
I got up from my seat at the sound of the knocking that followed.
When causing erosion, every move had to be made with extreme caution.
I used my utmost concentration to gently open the door with the tip of my arm.
The pale abbot stood before them.
He had his hair up as usual, but it was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his skin was pale. But his eyes were still clear.
“It’s a good morning for worship.”
The abbot’s voice was calm and composed as usual.
“···In that case, how about taking a break?”
“Worship is my rest.”
The abbot answered firmly.
Then I glanced around.
“···Is there anyone around?”
“No. Come out quickly. I have to go and capture Inquisitor Joanna Ethan.”
I sighed and opened the door slightly.
The abbot frowned as he looked at my shoulder.
“It’s too much to go to such lengths just to avoid going to church.”
“Even if worship sucks, are you going to avoid it? From then on, when you wake up, it’s this shit.”
“Aaron, Honorary Vice-Abbot. Didn’t I tell you to speak more gently? What’s with the dicking around at this early hour? Anyway, come and take a look.”
The abbot opened the door and came in.
Then the scent of herbs filled the air.
“···It’s come up really solidly.”
The abbot patted my shoulder and muttered seriously.
“Okay, just say a prayer.”
“······at las!”
As I spoke, waving my hand, the abbot opened his eyes wide and shouted.
“No, prayer is effective immediately.”
The abbot’s eyebrows, which had been raised high, quickly dropped. No matter what, he was thinking of preaching to the devil… He was a truly crazy man.
The tongue-licking abbot sat me down in front of him.
I felt uneasy because it looked like I was being baptized.
The abbot immediately began to pray. I scratched my neck and lowered my eyes.
It was a short prayer, but soon the abbot’s voice became longer as he focused. The bright light of the day radiated from the abbot-.
Soon, the eroded shell began to disappear. Unlike last time, it didn’t disappear right away, but was gradually erased. It was like peeling shrimp shells.
Then, my mind, which had been worn down, calmed down. It was very effective for my mind to gradually return.
Suddenly, I felt uneasy for no reason as I felt calmed by the abbot’s prayer.
“···So the light will rise again.”
When I raised my head, the abbot’s already bad complexion had become even more sullen. If the undertaker saw him, he was in such bad condition that he should be put in the grave right away.
“That’s enough.”
I tried to stop him politely, but he showed no sign of stopping.
He stopped praying after I hit him on the head.
The abbot, who had regained consciousness, stared at the shell that had fallen below. Then he looked at me with an unknown gaze. His forehead was raised.
He opened his mouth for a long time as if he wanted to ask something, but he didn’t say anything.
I looked into those clear eyes and wiggled my fingers for a moment.
“By the way, do you remember the five hundredth prayer?”
“······I don’t remember very well. I think I got hit in the head hard.”
I’ve felt this before, but the abbot really can’t lie.
“That’s too bad.”
“···yes.”
The abbot flinched with a look of prickly prickle on his face, but soon turned around first.
It wasn’t a bad deal.
“Then I guess I should go to church.”
The abbot smiled brightly and-.
On the contrary, my face was crumpled.
“At that time, the evil spirit called Predation and······.”
“I can’t hear you. I can’t hear you. Ah, even if I walk down a dark road!”
The abbot shook his head and prayed loudly. I followed him, sighing deeply as I watched his incongruous, swaying back.
We arrived at the synagogue within minutes.
Knock knock knock.
The excited old man kept poking me when he saw me.
Then, when our eyes met, I saw the old man shrug his shoulders and nod his head, which was really annoying.
“···By the way, I heard that Hasson recently slipped and got hurt, so he can’t make cakes?”
I took the cake out of my pocket and put it in my mouth in one bite. It was big, but I just crumpled it up and it went in.
“······!!”
Then the bastard ran up to me and tried to stick his finger in my mouth.
Brighton rubbed his temples as he watched the two tangled and bickering at the end.
***
“···Chief? You said our group was moved to the supplementary group?”
“Yeah, it’s all thanks to me.”
He answered, changing into damp boots.
I kicked the wall roughly and the dampness disappeared.
“······But why did you bring me here?”
Kel asked with a trembling face. Kel, who had a dazed expression, still hadn’t changed his boots. He wasn’t even wearing armor.
“Because it’s the guards.”
“No, I clearly said that I was assigned to a supplementary job… and that I didn’t need to go to work.”
“I’m bored.”
Kel’s eyes widened at my answer.
“Etch! You piece of shit! Etch!”
Kel exhaled, coughing harshly.
“······I’m not bored. I’ve been having a good time with Rosa. Do you know how much fun it is to stroke your bulging belly?”
“No, I’m bored.”
“···Then, Hannah, help out at the bar! Go to work alone! Why are you dragging me out!”
Kel screamed.
“Because your reactions are the funniest.”
Berman was too stiff, Grass didn’t have the fun factor, and Brick was too eager to go to work.
The weasel doesn’t need me to tell him…
“If you don’t like it, go. I’ll help you. Big brother! Here, shine your boots!”
It was already attached. It was a weasel that had become even more loyal since the last incident. But it didn’t seem to be aiming for the back of my head anymore.
“···Dylan will help! Help! I will go back!”
Kel, who had been expressing his opinion roughly, turned around. The tunic of the man with the rose engraved on it was fluttering.
“They say that if you come to work on a supplementary day, you get extra pay.”
“Oh, I heard! It’s much more than the basic allowance! It’s a very suitable supplementary work to raise money to help out the Empire!”
The weasel, who noticed my expression, hurriedly explained further. Kel’s steps stopped.
“Two people can do it. If we have a drink and kick some guys’ butts, we’ll get some silver coins. Is there anything more awesome than that?”
“Ugh- You know something, hyung! If you kick my left butt, I’ll kick your right butt!”
Kel slowly approached, backing away. He laughed at the sight, and the weasel laughed along. Kel laughed awkwardly as well.
“Well, I felt a bit sluggish because I didn’t go to work. Rosa is good, but since ancient times, didn’t men have to work outside?”
“Kel has a really thick face.”
“Hey kid, you should have a baby too.”
I quickly calmed them down by kicking their buttocks one by one.
Then the weasel, with its eyes narrowed, kicked Kel in the right buttock.
I stopped the bickering that had continued and went out on patrol.
A lot had happened, but Cassidy remained the same.
In winter, there were quite a few people resting, so it was even noisier.
What would a medieval man do when he had time off from work? All he did was drink alcohol, fight, or increase his population. It was a typical medieval entertainment culture for the common people.
‘The smell has lessened a bit.’
I sniffed the air to check for any odor. It was definitely less stinky than before, although it was partly because it was winter.
It seemed like all the hard work I put into hitting my head was finally paying off. However, the satisfaction didn’t last long.
I saw a familiar guy with a stall set up, and the meat on top of it was really cute.
“Hey, I told you not to catch a rat and roast it.”
“······Aaron! It’s just a rat! A rat!”
The terrified man waved his hand hurriedly. He was the man who had been covering Scar with a cloth while he was defecating on the street.
He was a slut-a-slut – a guy who had a weird job where he would cover up shit on the street and get paid for it.
“You were a swindler last time. Now that it’s cold and people aren’t peeing outside, you’re selling rat meat? You punk!”
“No! It’s just meat! Why are you being so strict with rats? Look at it! Isn’t it golden and smells good?”
The bastard thrust the rat meat at me. The sight of the bearded rat’s adorable appearance made me punch it involuntarily. I pounded it until a squeak came out of its mouth.
“Hey, what’s wrong with the rat meat?”
Kel ate one without a care. Rosa patted the bastard on the head as he took a few more, saying he would give them to Rosa.
It was a place where you could eat demon food and buy and sell orcish powder, but as a modern person, I could not allow rats.
The story that medieval people got screwed by rats was so well known that even I, a science major and a genius, knew it.
Of course, it was a different world with magic and demons, but it wouldn’t hurt to be careful.
“Anyway, rats are absolutely not allowed.”
There was no need to explain it to those medieval bastards.
After another slap, the guys quickly understood and nodded their heads vigorously.
“If I can’t even hide my shit on the street and I can’t eat rat meat, how are people like me supposed to live…?”
“Why don’t you just go to the carpentry shop and work? You keep whining that there’s no one there.”
“······It must be difficult there.”
“Arai.”
I fixed the bastard’s broken head with my fist. The now healthy bastard creaked and headed toward the woodworking shop.
‘Medieval people had very simple hands.’
I shook my hand, looking at the back of the creaking guy’s head.
The patrol resumed again.
The weasel and Kel disappeared, saying they were going to check out the bar.
It was quite fun, perhaps because it was my first patrol in a while. Then I was caught by an old lady and taken to a shabby house inside.
There were quite a few women in the house. They were chatting away like monkeys, grabbing each other’s teeth. This was a typical community for medieval housewives called ‘Lee Cafe’.
Since it is a gathering place for women, there was a lot of useful information. I also used it sometimes.
I sat in the center as usual. I pretended to pat the head of the woman next to me and opened my ears.
“You know that ugly wizard who walks around in a white robe? They say they saw him walking around holding hands with the woman who came here a while ago.”
I thought of Kua Ba Rou.
Unlike the ugly ones, it seemed like there was progress.
‘You’re not doing the research that you’re supposed to do… Tsk.’
Since then, I’ve gotten some useful information, like who badmouthed me and secret shit-taking clubs. I’ve been going over the names of the guys who badmouthed me in my head.
“By the way, that guy named Vermunt. Does he have any women?”
A middle-aged woman with neatly combed hair asked slyly. Looking around, I saw that the eyes of the middle-aged women around me were focused on me.
It seemed like Vermunt was more popular than expected.
Since his wife ran away with his daughter, it was right to assume that there were no women left at the moment.
I nodded my head quickly at the dazzling eyes of the ladies.
It seemed like Choco would have babies soon.
***
“Anything special?”
“As you can see.”
In response to my question, Kuabarou pointed to one side with his finger.
Looking at the place that Kuobarou pointed to, I seriously thought about Kanna’s background.
“Euryaryaryarya! Kanna! Euryaryarya!”
“Hey hey hey hey!”
As Park Daegari shouted, Kanna, who was riding on his back, raised both arms and shouted along. The dirt in front of him was being crushed at a rapid pace.
Although the performance was no different from that of a large excavator, the two’s lively appearance and the shape of the excavation were extremely disconcerting.
‘···Why are you selling the sewer in my image?’
I came here because they said that the construction of the rooftop was finished and that they had started the construction of the sewer system that had been postponed, but when I saw the two of them fighting as if they were trying to force something and the cave that looked like mine, I felt complicated for no reason.
Still, they both looked happy.
“How’s Park’s head?”
“By establishing the Magic Tower, Vivian’s mana consumption has increased, so stability has been restored. However, Vivian’s mana consumption is increasing, and if it continues to increase, we will not be able to handle it with our insufficient equipment.”
“Is that not enough?”
“···The source of magic is lack and desire. You, who are ignorant of magic, may not know, but the magic that Kanna performed at that time was so great that it was even written in a magic book. When she performed it, her desire was bound to be relieved. Of course, Kanna is Kanna, so you may not know.”
Although his tone was harsh, typical of Kuo Barou, he tried to hold it back because it was mixed with praise for Kanna.
“Not enough equipment? Ask for more. Either the permanent resident or the white tower.”
“···Do you think it would be possible to bring the entire Magic Tower?”
He scratched his beard at the bastard’s answer.
It seemed that because the mana of the head of the park was increasing at an increasingly rapid rate, it would eventually become impossible to handle it with this equipment.
‘···Is it possible that the capital’s top level might be necessary?’
As he muttered, he imagined the strange magic of Kanna unfolding over the capital. Perhaps, something worthy of being written in the history of the empire…
I shook my head hurriedly to shake off the horrible thoughts.
“But who am I? I am the Swallows who killed my parents. I have a clue to my research. If my hypothesis works….”
“Hey, you little brat.”
I clicked my tongue at the guy who was confidently saying his weird nickname. His face crumpled, making his already ugly face look even more ugly.
“It has been confirmed that Vivian’s mana is used, and Kanna’s mana also increases. If we apply this···.”
At that moment, Kanna, who had been wandering around, pointed at me. Park Dae-gari ran towards me. His movements were very skillful, like a trained horse.
“Hello! Aaron!”
Park Daegari greeted him cheerfully as usual. Kanna also smiled brightly and waved, unlike usual. It was a bright smile like that of a child her age.
“Are you okay?”
I smiled and asked him without realizing it.
“Yes! It’s totally fun!”
At Park’s cheerful answer, I turned my gaze to Kanna. Kanna was smiling brightly like a child who had just had fun playing. Clear snot flowed from under Kanna’s reddened nose.
He was a true child.
At that, I smiled slightly and took out a handkerchief and held it out to her. I was going to wipe Kanna’s runny nose…
“Okay… Wait a minute! I’m fine!!”
Park Dae-gari, startled, quickly stepped back. It was so fast that it was a blur for a moment.
I couldn’t figure out why he was doing that, but I didn’t bother trying to understand Park Dae-gari.
“I plan on wiping Kanna’s runny nose.”
I waved my handkerchief. Then Kanna and Park’s head made a strange sound at the same time.
Kanna, with a startled expression on her face, hurriedly turned her head and blew her nose.
“I didn’t have a runny nose.”
Kanna stared at me with her usual adult-like expression. However, the tip of her nose was still shining.
“···Aha!! Hmm! Runny nose! Hmm! Kannaya has a runny nose! Huh! Hae! Huh!”
Park’s head, red as if it were going to burst, hurriedly wiped Kanna’s nose with his clothes.
After a while, led by Kanna’s hand, I decided to help them.
“Wow! It’s so high! It feels like I’m on a watchtower!”
“Right? Aaron is super strong.”
‘Still, this appearance is a bit···.’
I clicked my tongue as I looked at Park Dae-gari and Kanna sitting side by side on my shoulders.
However, Kanna’s eyes sparkled too much, and I held back because I thought it would be better to draw a picture than Kanna riding a gourd.
It was a peaceful day, as if the events that had happened before were a lie.
***
“All of them responded positively, without exception. Viscount Bonita sent his own vassal, the second son of Count Behart said he would gladly accept the alliance, and Baron Fener found a connection in an old document, suggesting a blood relationship that goes beyond the alliance…”
Fullfoot listened intently to Nova’s lengthy report.
‘···It’s all caught.’
The fact that the situation in the East was worse than expected actually turned out to be an advantage.
They accepted without a doubt and declared an alliance. Most of them even added the word ‘sticky’ to their personal letters.
The nobles seemed to think that ‘sticky’ was a very sophisticated word.
‘There was no way I could have suspected it in the first place. How could anyone think I was a rebel?’
There have been many incidents recently, but the East was originally peaceful. How could anyone suspect the other side of the East of that kind of place of rebels?
It was a method that even Fullfoot had been used against. The reactions of the other nobles were a predetermined result.
“What happened to the top?”
“As expected, thanks to the alliance, Aaron Top was able to easily fill the void left by Gyarot Top.”
Pulpouts nodded. Since the alliance had been established, it would seem that for the time being he would have no choice but to receive an Aaron top with the Pulpouts family crest engraved on it.
It was a side income, but it was more substantial than I thought because the upper part of the Garot was shaking.
Everything was going so smoothly that it was unsettling.
It’s as if God had planned it all.
Fullfoot habitually touched his temples.
However, unlike before, he didn’t press on my temple. It was an incomprehensible stroke of luck, but I wasn’t as anxious as before.
I was just wondering how to roll this out further.
“I guess this will do.”
Pulpouts nodded while looking at the letters Nova had collected for him.
“Should I call the leader of the Frederick Guild… no, the leader of the rebels?”
Now that we’ve tied up more than half of the East, his attitude will change.
Nova nodded with a serious expression on his face and stepped back.
‘Watch the rebels’ actions and then·········.’
However, Fullfoot was not satisfied and continued to think.
***
“···Did you see that picture? It’s the picture of the sword master being defeated and running away!”
“Shh! Are you crazy? Why are you saying something like that!”
Gromwellbeth, the White Tower Lord, frowned at the conversation next to him.
It was a story about a painting that was recently spread in the capital.
A picture of the master of the sword, the pride of the empire and the sword that protects the empire, being defeated in an ugly manner.
It was an unbelievable story, but it was so provocative that everyone talked about it in secret. As always, rumors gathered and soon turned into truth.
Of course, those who knew knew.
That the picture is real.
‘But why did you ask to meet in such a noisy place?’
Gromwellbeth looked across with disapproving eyes.
There sat a one-armed young man. His cloudy eyes were unpleasant, but he was now someone I could not treat lightly.
‘······Gray Tower Master Hans.’
Has anyone ever taken such a radical step as this?
He ascended the throne at a young age and displayed all of his abilities in the palace incident that occurred during his succession ceremony.
Thanks to that, he was a man who had gained influence that could not be seen as a mere tycoon.
He didn’t stop there, he even proposed to the Magic Tower Federation first.
All the other tower lords except Gromwellbeth accepted the offer.
The conditions were so good that there was no choice. Gromwellbeth would have accepted it without hesitation if it weren’t for his antipathy towards the bastard.
But the old man’s intuition or cunningness rejected him.
The guy who had been coughing for a moment opened his mouth while rubbing his bare side with one arm.
“The palace collapsed, and now even the master of the sword has been defeated. It is covered up, but there is also a rumor that twelve of the imperial knights have died. It is said that only the enemy who went out with them returned. This is a thing of the past for the empire.”
Gromwellbeth hurriedly looked around at the shocking words that came out of the bastard’s mouth.
“···I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“It’s okay. These are stories that will be revealed soon.”
He fiddled with the glass of beer in front of me.
Gromwellbeth touched the inside of my thigh, where I had hidden my wand.
‘If what he said is true···.’
Gromwellbeth frowned as he thought back on the bastard’s words.
‘···The empire will be shaken.’
No, he had been shaking for a while. However, the sword master, a living legend, was holding him down.
If even the master of such a sword were defeated…
He snapped his fingers.
It was as if he had remembered something important.
Gromwellbeth found himself concentrating on the bastard’s mouth.
Because he was a top player, he couldn’t just show off his pride.
“Oh, and the Emperor is dead. Now the Crown Prince will ascend to the throne.”
The noisy bar became quiet at the shocking words that came out of the guy’s mouth.
“···Is that true?”
Even though I knew it was dangerous, I couldn’t help but ask.
“Yes, actually, he died quite a while ago. No, I wouldn’t say he died… Anyway, the coronation ceremony will be held soon.”
His voice was really calm. It was as if he was talking about something trivial.
The sense of crisis grew stronger. However, even though I knew him, I couldn’t stop.
“···How do you know that? Did you hear it directly from a member of the royal family?”
The corners of his mouth went up deeply.
“You know very well that the royal family would never do that. How tight-lipped they are.”
“Then how···.”
He took a sip of his beer. Gromwellbeth, who was watching him, also fiddled with his beer mug.
I wouldn’t have drank it if it were normal, but the noisy atmosphere around me brought back old memories. It was a nostalgia for my childhood, when I was at my most brilliant before I became a top drinker.
And if he drinks it, what’s so scary about not drinking it? Gromwellbeth took a big gulp of beer.
It was a cheap beer that was thick and tasteless.
It was exactly the taste Gromwellbeth liked.
After a moment of silence-.
“I am a prophet.”
The corners of his mouth went up.
When I saw him, I felt a sense of unease.
Gromwellbeth decided to follow his instincts. He put down his mug of beer and quickly pulled out his wand.
The order was memorized in thirteen words before meeting the bastard.
First, to get out of the place, use some space-related magic.
Bam. Even though he had clearly memorized the spell, there was no response. Gromwellbeth couldn’t believe it and swung his wand again.
There was still no response.
Mana didn’t move.
No, I didn’t feel the mana itself.
I tried several times, but the result was the same.
Without mana, the weakened body felt even more noticeable.
It was difficult even to breathe.
Gromwellbeth barely managed to hold on to the table.
“You bastard… what have you done….”
I turned my gaze to check on the guy. He was still sitting there, calmly sipping his beer.
“Oh, don’t look at me like that. You’re the one who caused this by being a jerk for no reason. You’re annoying me because you’re an old man who’s always suspicious.”
“Do you think the White Tower will join the Tower Alliance just because you say this?! You will question my death! We are the White Tower of Knowledge!”
Gromwellbeth let out all his breath. It was the first time he realized how difficult it was to speak.
The man nodded without answering. Gromwellbeth’s eyes widened as he followed him.
“Why-.”
“So, why didn’t you just die a long time ago? I’m fifty now.”
His disciple was approaching with an annoyed look on his face.
The brilliant Gromwellbeth understood the situation at once.
No matter how excellent Hans’s presentation was, I couldn’t understand why he lost his position as the royal tutor so easily.
‘But how can you join hands with the enemy?’
Gromwellbeth glared at his disciple with fierce eyes. How could a man who was barely fifty years old kill his master without receiving the magic wand?
Gromwell Bess himself ascended the throne at the age of sixty.
There’s a rumor going around these days that people lack patience…
When I realized that I had reached a dead end, I felt relieved.
Then Gromwellbeth sat down again.
The bastard’s eyes widened a little.
“Yes, a prophet, not a seer?”
“Yes, well, they are similar. But a little different.”
“Hmm… This is the first time I’ve seen someone call themselves a prophet.”
Curiosity flashed in Gromwellbeth’s eyes.
“How does it work? Can you see it? Can you hear the voice of God?”
If I was going to die anyway, I thought I would at least satisfy my curiosity.
It was an inevitable characteristic of a wizard.
“When I fall asleep, I see things in fragments.”
The guy answered surprisingly obediently. Well, when I thought about it, he seemed like a naturally obedient guy. He also seemed kind.
“Have you seen what it looks like now?”
“No, because I only see the important things.”
“This guy is really a tough guy. Then, would you mind telling me what you saw? Doesn’t that mean the future is set?”
Gromwellbeth straightened his posture and stared at the man. In his eyes, he saw his disciple approaching.
Contrary to his words, the guilt-ridden man was holding a club used to butcher livestock.
‘···A miserable end.’
When Gromwellbeth received the magic wand, he used poison elegantly for the sake of saving face.
But a club for slaughtering livestock!
Anyway, these days, things are not going well.
A guy like that could become the owner of the White Tower. The future of the White Tower was drawn on its own. For a moment, I thought I might be a prophet.
‘Swallows is better. If only he had more mana… No, his personality is also a problem. Tsk.’
Since it came to this, I drank more beer.
The rough taste was excellent.
It tasted even better when I thought it was the last one.
“The most fun part was when the continent was destroyed by the Demon King. It was pretty bloody.”
“The King of Demons… I heard he’s going to destroy the empire?”
“Isn’t that an old prophecy? It has changed a lot recently. It’s funny how prophecies change….”
“Hey, if it changes, what kind of prophecy is that? It’s pointless.”
“I thought so too. Whether they are demons or gods, they are bound by fate… But there are some who are not like that. And why on earth… Ah.”
Boom. Crunch. Boom. Crunch. Boom. Kwaang. Kkuuuk.
“It was a fun conversation.”
Hans rubbed the blood off my face.
On the other side, a middle-aged man covered in blood was panting and sobbing softly. He seemed to be laughing.
“Congratulations on becoming a White Tower Master.”
Hans gave a dry congratulation.
