Episode 164
EPISODE.82
Kwak-.
The grip on the neck of the cultist Hypnos was strained.
A terrifying grip capable of squeezing through logs and even steel.
With that grip, Hypnos felt his breath suffocate. He let out a heavy groan.
“Keok gagging-.”
The raised body and the tip of the toes that did not touch the floor struggled at random, accompanied by a violent grip.
A grip comparable to that of a superhuman Auror practitioner.
Even so, it is only physical strength.
If he raised his black magic, Hypnos would be able to respond without difficulty.
However, Hypnos did not do that.
Because I was well aware of the fact that it only stimulated this man’s planting more through several experiences.
“Help…”
instead.
I barely opened my mouth, feeling the foam coming out of me. “
When will the great gye take place…
”
–
. Then the air around it stretches like water-soaked cotton.
“Kuk-!”
Hypnos trembled at the pressure that seemed to come from all directions and suffocate him.
-Gyeola….
A ferocious voice, like a growl of a beast. Then, the shadow under my feet wriggles as if it has life.
Hwaaak-!
It expanded and stretched randomly toward the surroundings.
Anger-!
Then, the shadow inflated to its limit begins to change its shape.
A huge monster with a long neck and two pairs of wings.
If you’re in the form of a human, the shadow is the shape of a monster!
It was a phenomenon that was clearly against the laws of nature. However, the man in front of me had the ability to make fun of those laws.
‘The Fallen Dragon, Jillian Lister.’
Because the existence that is commonly called a demon dragon was the man in front of him.
– Hypnos.
“…”
Hypnos trembled involuntarily at the voice of Jillian, a black-haired man.
-Since when did you become in a position where you can command me?
The killing spree congealed sharply in the air, and dozens of intangible fangs aimed at vital points throughout the body.
“Kkkeok-.”
Die.
If this is the case, I will surely die.
Hypnos spit out a word unconsciously at the sensation of a vividly shaped death flickering in front of his eyes.
“Are you thinking of betraying him twice?”
At that moment, the strength of the grip on his neck suddenly stopped. The intangible momentum that was aiming at the vital points of the whole body also suddenly disappeared.
The black-haired man’s face cooled rapidly.
-It’s him…
For Jillian, just thinking about the existence of ‘him’ was enough to make her have some deterrence.
I don’t know if he figured it out and talked about it.
However, it cannot be denied that the word selection was quite good.
That’s why Jillian loosened his grip. I roughly tossed the Hypnos I was holding onto.
boom-!
Crispy Perseus.
A few nearby thornbushes and conifers collapsed, raising a waist-high layer of dust.
– Even the irritation is cooling off. interest has declined. go away.
In the midst of that, Jillian raged.
-It doesn’t matter what kind of jokes you guys play. However, keep one thing in mind.
coldly warned.
-The fact that you guys are not my masters just because half of my body is subordinated to him.
“Kuk kuh heh heh heh heh heck…”
Drooling as if he forgot to swallow because he was breathing so fast.
Hypnos, who was catching his breath while caressing the blue bruised neck, raised his head.
He glared at Jillian with sharp eyes and bit his lip.
Awesome-.
The lips crushed by the teeth are distorted unsightly. Anyway, Jillian just snorted.
-joy.
Hypnos clenched his fists at that attitude that was even cold.
However, there was nothing he could do at this point.
“You will… regret it.”
After uttering a single word with all his might, his model disappeared along with the shadow rising from the floor.
Only the remnants of thorn bushes and conifers that had collapsed and snapped off unsightly prove that Hypnos had been there until just now.
At the spot where Hypnos had disappeared, the black-haired man raised his head.
Branches of coniferous trees extending thickly and thorny bushes growing on such coniferous trees.
The two come together and cover the sky. However, light gets through even the smallest cracks.
Jillian moved her arm toward the beam of light falling through the crack in the sky.
Shuk-.
As if to grab it, he stretched out his hand and murmured.
-…I wonder if you will be able to release me from this spell.
self-deprecating murmur.
A ray of light escaped the man’s grasp with a voice that scattered in vain.
* * *
-Obviously it was called that at one time.
A voice kept ringing in my ears. These were the words the black-haired man left at the last moment.
‘It was once called that?’
Does that mean it’s not a dragon now? A number of questions raised their heads nonstop.
These are frustrating questions because none of them can be answered quickly.
Russell’s brow was dug involuntarily.
right at that moment.
“…Count de?”
“…Count Emond?”
A distant voice brought Russell’s consciousness back to the present.
“Count Russell Raymond?”
“Ah yes…”
Russell, who hastily regained consciousness, straightened his posture and sat down.
Now, several reporters were crowding in front of him with pens and notebooks.
‘I want to publish a column about the story of the hero who defeated the six-headed hydra.’
Originally, it would have belonged to Brother Vermillion, not himself. It’s not a very pleasant position, so I was originally going to refuse it, but-.
‘I came out because the teacher called for me to leave.’
Likewise, Alan Page must have been going through a similar situation as himself.
One of the reporters cautiously asked Russell, who sighed.
“Count. If you are tired, how about taking a little break?”
“Is that okay?”
The reporter who brought up Russell’s question asked his fellow reporters for their opinions.
“It doesn’t matter to us, of course. Aren’t they all like that?”
Other reporters also add a word to the opinion, as if agreeing.
“of course.”
“It was time to take a break. We’ve been interviewing for four hours already…”
There weren’t that many questions left, but it was far better than not being able to concentrate.
“Then we’ll come back in a little while.”
The reporters withdrew one by one, and Russell, who was left alone in his lab, looked out the window.
I could see the red sunset spreading across the walls of the capital.
‘End of the day…’
Looking at it, there was something that suddenly came to mind.
‘Soon…?’
Time regression, which became a new turning point in his life, was approaching the point at which the regression had occurred.
The story of the future information that we had, even if it was fragmentary, that the time to benefit from that information also ends with it.
If so, what should he do next? how to walk
A blueprint for the future.
The only one who can answer that question is yourself.
.
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A few days after that, Guinevere Palace. Russell, who visited Hecate’s place, trimmed his clothes with his fingertips.
It wasn’t that I didn’t visit you after I returned, but I had something to tell you today.
‘hmm.’
As I glanced at her, confirming that her clothes and hair were tidied up to her satisfaction, the female knight guarding Hecate’s residence opened her mouth.
“Earl Raymond, Duke of Shinseong, has arrived.”
The movement in the back stopped for a moment and the answer came half a beat late.
“Stop by.”
“Please go in.”
Russell stepped inside, leaving behind the knight who opened the way, and slightly lowered his head.
He bent one knee slightly and opened his mouth.
“Count of the kingdom. Russell Raymond is-.”
We had promised to use plain language when we were alone, but now she was with a lady-in-waiting to decorate her hair.
“-Meet Her Highness…”
He hesitated while speaking.
It was because of a magazine that Hecate was reading while leaving her hair to the lady-in-waiting.
“It’s…”
A magazine with a picture of a man with black hair and red eyes on the cover.
Russell blinked, feeling his face heat up and speechless.
Hecate laughed mischievously at him.
“It’s a pretty good painting, but the real thing is definitely better.”
“….”
Next to her were three or four magazines with similar covers with different names.
“They said they were all magazines from this week. If you haven’t seen it yet, would you like to see it too?”
Russell shook his head with a puzzled expression on her face, which was exquisitely mixed with pride and playfulness.
“I am okay.”
There were already several magazines piled up in his office and residence that he had sent as samples.
Hecate laughed lightly at Russell’s reply. The joke ends there.
After finishing her hair, Hecate sent the lady-in-waiting away, and she corrected her posture and sat down in the dwelling where only the two of them were left.
He crossed his legs and spoke in a haughty tone.
“So why did you ask to see me today? Are you?”
“It’s nothing else, I think I’ll be away from the capital for a few days.”
Hecate’s eyes widened.
It was only a few days ago that I came back after wandering around outside for research, so I had no choice but to do that.
“It’s not like you’ve got a reverse horse, and you’re trying to go around the outside all the time. There is a story about a man and a woman who only meet once a year on crow’s legs in the Far East. No matter how much I respect the outside world, I wonder if I should be grateful that my situation is better than theirs…”
The tone was not angry, but full of regret.
Only then did Russell realize that he had made a mistake and that Hecate had misunderstood.
“It’s not like that.”
“…?”
“I just thought I’d take a look around the Earl of Raymond for a bit.”
“As long as Count Raymond is…”
He was referring to several cities bestowed upon him by his father, King Alfonso Ratmos.
The distance is about five days from the royal road, but as long as the warp gate is installed, you will be able to go there even faster.
Besides, since it wasn’t going far, there was no need to report it.
Nevertheless, to say this…
Russell gently reached out. As if asking her to dance at a ball, he held out his palm to her and said.
“If it’s okay, would you like to come with me? Hecate?”
Hecate, speechless and stumped, narrowed her eyes.
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