Episode 152
“I haven’t heard that Remegeton takes human form.”
“You have to speak right. i can be anything I just took this form because this is the most ideal form to deal with you.”
Remegeton said that and pointed at himself.
It’s good to see that it looks almost the same as me.
But somehow the atmosphere is different.
Should I say a more calm and cool atmosphere?
I know who the owner of this appearance is.
“Did you imitate Sijo?”
“answer. You are my archetype and my creator. Well, he was a person worthy of being called quite great.”
He said and waved his hand lightly.
Then, steaming tea and snacks appeared on the empty table.
“first…sit down. It must have been quite difficult to pass the barrier.”
There was no particular reason for refusal.
It’s true that I don’t have much time, but there’s nothing good about showing that color to Remegeton.
“but.”
I burned the tea and cookies summoned by Remegeton with magic.
“Let’s take these out.”
“her.”
At that moment, the corner of Remegeton’s mouth twisted.
“What are we going to do now?”
“Please don’t do anything stupid.”
I stared straight at him.
The substance is a book made of paper, ink, and magic, but even so, since it took on a human form, the guy in front of me is a human.
A being capable of harboring the same malice as humans, and capable of killing me out of greed.
“Tea and sweets made of shadows. It’s good enough to kill a person.”
“…Hmm.”
Remegeton’s eyes narrowed.
The shadows from his two legs trembled wildly.
“You are unnecessarily quick-witted.”
“I know your greed. Using shadows is the exclusive property of demons. Were you going to devour my knowledge after eroding me with this?”
“then?”
“Let me tell you that it is a reckless renovation. Did you really think that I, a hero, would fall prey to such a hack?”
“…Tsk.”
Remegeton frowned as if he didn’t like it.
“What good. By the way, how long are you going to talk nonsense? I am the alter ego of your ancestor, the first Walpurgis. As a descendant, of course you are polite… …”
“I told you that you are a warrior.”
I raised the corner of my mouth more.
He was smiling, but his smile was full of murderous intent.
It was a natural feeling to feel as a hero, or as a member of Argo who fought against the demons even before returning.
The guy handles the shadows.
If so, what is the reason?
You don’t even have to think more deeply.
I’m not sure how much of a part demons are in its composition, but one thing is certain.
“I have no respect for the demons.”
this guy is evil
* * *
Ryan Paslov is a prosecutor.
It is also a swordsman with a splendid reputation as the ‘next-generation swordsman’.
Of course, he has his own pride in his own skills.
Even recently, he has achieved remarkable growth while following Mikhail’s heroic journey.
But even to him recently.
…No, there was a natural enemy that started about two years ago.
“Get out of the way!”
“Aaaaaaa!”
I want to be Walpurgis.
Ryan felt his eyes moisten and started to run.
Quaang! Kwaaang!
Huge bolts of lightning fell everywhere.
Rian ran to his death in order to somehow avoid the lightning strike.
‘This crazy!’
I had heard roughly how powerful the great mage of the 8th circle was.
just count don’t touch
It was just crazy, vague words, but what I heard was correct.
So I knew it was strong.
But this… ….
“This is not good enough!”
The word ‘out of the norm’ is just right. different from the master.
Right now, Rian felt with her entire body how powerful the 8th circle was and how it could harass opponents with various magics.
“Your Excellency, calm down!”
The butler showed off his muscular upper body and rushed towards the marquis.
First of all, he is 7th circle.
The difference of only 1 circle… …
but.
“Does the butler try to deal with me with just that much muscle!”
“Keuouh!”
The butler’s body was horribly thrown out as it was colorless for the riotous rush.
No matter how much magic (physical) it was, it was meaningless in front of the power of the 8th circle.
“Oh Aidan…not sir! Calm down for now!”
“Yeah, I never fanned you! It should have been like this right away!”
“Oh no…Gaaaaaaagh?!”
Even the butler, the 7th circle, was powerlessly destroyed.
However, there was no way Viscount Nostra, the 6th circle, could survive.
The staff glowed bloody.
“What what…that…Aileen
took a step back with a pale face.
Even if she wanted to fight proudly, that terrifying momentum prevented her from moving forward.
It is as if they have become herbivores with predators in front of them.
I’m used to this feeling
‘Mikhail!’
yes that feeling!
The difference is that the Marquis now feels nothing but the overwhelming emotion of fear.
Every time the Marquis swung his staff, lightning and a gust of wind blew.
The butler and Viscount Nostra shouted while desperately stopping the marquis while their bodies were becoming tattered.
“Stop it, Princess Confucius! We can’t let His Excellency go like this!”
“Agari!”
“Cuck!”
The butler’s body splendidly flew through the air.
The blood he gushed out made a beautiful rainbow.
Viscount Nostra shouted.
“Trust me, Bocchan! You’ve done well so far!”
“It’s a problem because you did well!”
With those words, the Marquis raised his staff and struck Viscount Nostra.
Full swing to the extent that it is unbelievable that he even neglected the Viscount’s serious behavior for well over a decade.
In the end, the two people who were actively blocking were incapacitated.
oh oh oh
The marquis moved towards the library with his blue eyes shining.
It was then.
“…hmm?”
“You can’t go any more.”
While the hand holding the sword trembled, Lian blocked the Marquis’s path.
It wasn’t enough.
The same goes for Eileen.
The Marquis looked at the two with a laughable expression.
“Isn’t it Parslov and Lindel’s child? I don’t know what the hell the two of you were doing to him so much.”
“for now…Aren’t you a warrior?”
“Yes, warrior. Warrior… …The
Marquis said that and massaged the back of his neck.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been moving a little bit, so it’s a little stiff.
“But he is also my son.”
“Can’t you trust me as much as my son? You’ve seen what he’s done so far, but he’s doing better than you think.”
“You are doing well.”
but that’s the problem
The Marquis said that and took a step further.
cooong.
It was only one step, but to Lian and Aileen, it felt like a heavy weight was pressing down on their shoulders.
The staggering leg looks like it will bend at any moment.
damn it
What the hell are you doing to help him?
The two thought about that at the same time, but they didn’t bend their knees.
Of course, I didn’t miss the sword.
The Marquis stopped for a moment and looked at them quietly.
Then he let out a small sigh and said.
“Do you think I’m in such a hurry because I’m afraid he’ll be eaten by ‘Lemegeton’?”
“…Is it not?”
“no. As you both said, I know my son. If you did it like this, there must be a reason for it.”
The Marquis looks quite aggressive, but he is never stupid.
Of course he trusted his son.
However, what the Marquis is worried about is not whether his son will be eaten by Remegeton.
If the son wasn’t a ‘hero’ chosen by God, he might not have been so concerned.
But the son became a warrior.
what is a warrior
It is the hero’s role to hate and slay the devil.
No matter what kind of being that demon has become.
And, from the point of view of such a son, if you know about ‘Remegeton’ for sure… ….
“Tsk.”
The Marquis frowned and lightly brushed the hand holding the staff.
The two children standing in front of him seemed to have made up their mind that they could never let him go.
“Sleep for a while.”
“What is that…?!”
However, before the two could rebel, the sleep magic suppressed them.
It was a sleep magic cast by the great mage himself.
No matter how promising he was, he couldn’t stop it.
dump.
It didn’t take long to clear the net that blocked him.
But the Marquis knew.
‘Even this will all be calculated tomorrow by this damn son.’
I don’t like it.
How much do you have to upset your father to clear your mind?
With a grunt, the Marquis turned his gaze toward the door.
Standing in front of the door of the library were two knights who were watching the horrors with awkward expressions.
The other was the other, and the momentum was terrifying, so it was awkward to intervene, so the two stayed still.
An indescribable awkwardness flowed between the two.
“Joab Abiathar.”
“…yes yep! dismissal!”
The two knights broke into a cold sweat.
Once they got to know, there was no big commotion inside.
There was no way that the two knights could feel the subtle change in the barrier that the Marquis had sensed.
But don’t these two have something to notice?
“Ho, did the young master do something else?”
“It is not your responsibility. You guys didn’t have the authority to stop him in the first place.”
The Marquis let out a small sigh.
It’s not a problem between the two of them, but… ….
It seems that this time, the rules related to the Prophet’s library need to be tweaked a bit.
“…Open it anyway.”
“Yes yep!”
The two knights quickly opened the library door.
The Marquis’ eyes flashed and she strode past the door.
“I need to have an interview with my lovely son after a long time.”
* * *
Remegeton was a demon.
I don’t know how many of those ingredients prove ‘devil’, but there’s no doubt about it.
At least it must have been mixed enough to qualify as a demon.
“Hmm, devil. Aren’t you just looking at the simplistic side?”
Remegeton laughed.
He said, pointing to his shadow moving around.
“You prove I’m a demon just by moving my shadow? hmm that’s true If that’s the case, the four families that have me as an heirloom become the devil’s family.”
Then, after all, isn’t Walpurgis also a devil’s family?
That’s what the guy was saying.
And I simply said yes.
“I guess so.”
“her.”
Remegeton’s eyes widened.
I smiled at the guy.
“Why did you think I would go crazy because I couldn’t do anything?”
“I was expecting a bit.”
A funny story.
In the first place, I had already guessed that our family might have something to do with the devil.
If you dig into the source of the power of magic, you can’t avoid going back to the devil.
And aren’t we Walpurgis a family that has reached the pinnacle of magic?
“Tsk.”
Remegeton clicked his tongue as if he was not amused by my reaction.
“I was expecting a bit because he was a warrior, but he really didn’t blink an eye. It’s no fun anyway.”
“I have no particular desire to please the devil.”
“Isn’t it the devil?”
Remegeton frowned.
“Defining me as a demon just by moving my shadow is a truly one-dimensional idea. I hate those damn things too.”
“Then what?”
“If I had to say it, it’s a different branch…Ha, I don’t know why I have to explain everything to you who came to me after breaking the barrier on my own.”
“I must prove your innocence.”
“Hey, prove my innocence to me, the alter ego of your ancestors? It’s not really funny.”
He frowned for a moment as he said that.
It was then.
thud!
Suddenly, the ground rumbled.
Soon after, I felt a familiar presence.
…A very familiar presence.
The guy said it was funny.
“This is what Aidan has come to.”
“It’s difficult.”
“So, I think I can get rid of the intruder without doing anything…”
As if he had the upper hand, Lemegeton looked at me round and round.
“So what are you going to do?”
Of course, it was an expression of confidence that I would bend down and enter.
But I asked in reverse.
“Would you rather be okay?”
“what?”
“If this happens, you will have to be locked up here again without a promise. Without anyone to deal with, forever and ever…”
“Ha.”
Remegeton smiled dryly at my words.
Remegeton is a solitary being.
It may have once traveled all over the world with the founder, but now it is standing as a ‘dangerous magic book’ and is stuck in a deep place.
Not sure.
But no existence wants solitude.
He’s trying hard to keep his composure right now, but what will it be like?
After a while, he raised his hand and lightly snapped his fingers.
“…Tsk.”
Right.
And at that moment, there was a change in the ‘library’.
Time, which flowed naturally until just now, stopped.
The vibrations that were getting closer also stopped at this moment.
stop time.
Limited super-high-level magic that is only possible because Remegeton is in my domain, the ‘Library’.
“Okay, let’s talk.”
Remegeton’s gaze turned to my shoulder.
The guy was looking straight at the set.
“The apostle is there too.”
[…] …!]
Set, who was watching the conversation, looked at Lemegeton with a startled look.
Great mage who transcends by regression
