309. Commit a greater sin than anyone else (7)
After the demon king returned, Deon left the room and found Develania’s room.
Fortunately, as if he had not yet left, when he knocked on the door, a voice came back telling him to come in. As I opened the door and entered without hesitation, I saw Develania looking at me with her eyes wide open at the unexpected visit of an unexpected person.
“Master Deon…? “What are you doing here?”
“I have something to tell you.”
We’re not on good terms, and I don’t plan on going back and getting to the point after asking useless questions about how I’m doing. He immediately took out a map depicting the structure of Rweche Castle from his pocket and spread it out on a nearby table.
Under the mysterious gaze of the young demon, a white finger pointed at the area marked with red ink.
“All of the things shown here are the main forces of Jin that exist in this castle.”
“…!”
“There is additional explanation written next to it, so you won’t be confused about the location. “I don’t know if it’s the type that shatters when one is removed, or the type whose power weakens every time one is removed, but try to break it according to the situation.”
If it is a type that shatters, you can destroy just one. If it is a type that is weak, you can destroy all of them.
Even though he was examining the drawing with a serious face, a question appeared on D’Bellania’s face, as if he didn’t know why he was telling me this. Deon grinned at her.
“Infiltration is your specialty, right? “If we start by breaking the camp, things will be easier.”
“…Yes. “You’ve come to the right place.”
Devellania looked at him for a moment and smiled.
“Thank you for the valuable information. Please trust us and leave it to us.”
“Well… okay.”
Even without that, the capture of the castle would have been the same, just with a little difference in time, so it doesn’t really matter if it fails, but a good thing is a good thing.
Deon turned his back. Develania, who had packed the map in her arms, spoke to Deon, who was about to return.
“There is nothing particularly alarming about the human world right now, so this will be the final battle.”
“…I guess so.”
Deon, frozen in a meaningless conversation rather than an exchange of useful information, looked back. A smiling figure with an unknown attitude came into view.
Whether Deon’s eyes narrowed or not, D’Vellania scanned his long hair with a wide smile on her face.
“But would you mind going to the battlefield like that? “The hair might get in the way.”
“I brought something to tie my hair with, so that’s it. “It’s not something you should care about in the first place.”
“Shall I tie you up?”
“…what?”
It may have been a long time ago, but haven’t we come too far to give up now?
A gaze that revealed blatant absurdity was directed at Develania. She said without hesitation, as if she had expected this attitude.
“It’s the last time.”
“….”
“Come on, please sit here.”
…Yes, the word ‘last’ is a very good excuse and weapon.
Let’s check what the intention is. Deon obediently sat down on the chair held out by Develania with his back turned. I felt an unfamiliar hand combing my hair.
“What about hair ties?”
“here.”
Her eyes seemed to widen when she saw the red hair tie, but then rounded. Deon didn’t miss the way the hand that was touching his head stopped for a moment.
“I gave it to you as a gift.”
“It won’t be noticeable even if there’s blood on it.”
“I think I said it before, but I’m really glad you like it.”
I think I thought about it last time, but I don’t think I ever said I liked it.
I let out a sigh and put my head down. I feel a delicate hand tying my hair as my senses tighten. Thanks to the opponent being surprisingly good at this, the hair was completed in no time, but Deon did not get up from his seat.
He lowered his red eyes without even moving his head, looked straight ahead again, and calmly opened his mouth.
“I wondered what your intention was…”
Was it this?
“Are you trying to kill me?”
Every time you utter your voice, the uvula moves, creating a cut-like wound. A sharp thread was barely visible, reflecting the light right in front of Deon Hardt’s neck.
Deon tilted his head to one side, decapitated or not.
“It must be difficult now.”
Blood flowed out. The thread that was pulled tautly loosens a little.
Well then. Unless you’re a stupid bastard, there’s no way you’re going to make an accident here. He grinned proudly.
“Is this a threat or a warning? “Of course it’s not a request.”
“It could be a warning.”
“That’s bold. “I wonder if it has something to do with how busy I’ve been walking around these days.”
“….”
Instead of answering, Develania gathered up the thread, walked out from behind, and stood in front of Deon.
When I look down, I can see the area where the injury was. A place where everything has completely healed and only the blood stains left on the skin indicate that there was a wound. I reached out my hand and rubbed it as if to remove blood stains.
Deon raised his eyes and looked at her without saying a word due to the natural pressure on his neck.
“You know Deon, but I don’t trust you.”
The eyes, which had become more empty than before, became even more like jewels. I looked into the smooth stone-like eyes named Ruby and then neatly removed my hand.
“…No, actually, I gained confidence.”
So I was busy walking around.
Each person comes to mind as they clenched their fists and gritted their teeth in a sense of betrayal. Now they are in the same boat.
D’Vellania took a step back for a moment as she faced the red gaze that followed her as if trying to find out what was inside her.
“So, you can look forward to it. “I will quickly destroy human nature and come to you.”
…It’s blatantly visible that something is there, but it probably doesn’t matter. Because I don’t trust you either.
It is not good for wounds to heal quickly in times like this. If he had been in his body before becoming a warrior, he would have been able to deal with Develania using the clear scars as evidence.
‘Actually, even if I was in that state, I would have just passed on now that the war is approaching.’
I’ve organized my troops, but I have to kill them here to use them.
Deon grinned as he lightly brushed the injured area with his thumb.
“Okay, I don’t know what else you’re hiding, but….”
“….”
“Just give it a try.”
***
When I came out, I saw crazy dogs coming out to see me off, as if the last hurdle remained.
In fact, it is very obvious that he is trying to change his mind somehow, rather than just saying goodbye. Deon stopped walking reflexively at the memory of what had been bothering him for a while, then smiled bitterly and started walking again.
‘It’s going to be creepy and sticky the whole time and make a lot of noise until the end.’
Are you planning to follow me again this time?
As the distance gets closer, the guys who were hanging around raise their heads and look in this direction. Unlike the always noisy response, this time there was a somewhat passive call.
“Captain…”
“…?”
These are not the crazy dogs I knew. Deon, who had been outspoken in his unsuitable attitude, stopped walking.
Whatever his reaction, Milan, who came striding up to him and stood in front of him, opened his mouth in an uncharacteristically calm manner.
“I didn’t come here to hang you this time. “I came to see you off.”
“….”
“Instead… I won’t insist on following you, so can you please promise me one thing?”
“…What?”
“As we promised before, we will not leave the captain…”
His voice trembled as if he intuited the answer before he could complete the question.
“Captain, please don’t abandon us.”
“….”
…He said he wouldn’t insist on following along. In the end, there is no difference, right?
This means not to die, but at the same time, it is a request to withdraw the previous order. So Deon couldn’t bear to answer.
I looked at the people who were just waiting for an answer in silence and whispered, pretending not to notice.
“You remember my orders, right?”
It is an order that has made me chase it all the time, and at the same time, it is an order that has led to the current conversation. Both sides know better than anyone else that there is no way we will forget.
Nevertheless, mentioning this… The members of the Lofty Knights, who sensed something ominous, looked dead.
“It’s my last command, so make sure you follow it.”
“…You’re cruel, Captain.”
An order to come out to the human world and go into hiding. An order to never find Deonhart again or return to the Demon World.
In the end, each member of the Order wipes their face or closes their eyes when they say they will leave. It was very pitiful to see his pale complexion, but since he couldn’t give up his stubbornness, all Deon could do was become even more shameless.
So he broke it and said it playfully.
“Then who is the leader?”
“….”
“…And I have hidden the fairy herbs in your lodgings, so make sure you find them and use them carefully. “I’ve also written down the efficacy of each herb and how to use it, so you won’t have any problems using it.”
“When did that happen again?” More than that…”
“More than that?”
“…!”
It’s not the captain’s voice. A somewhat unfamiliar voice.
The startled guys quickly backed away. The Demon King suddenly appeared without any trace and was grinning among them as if it was fun.
“I knew, but it looks like the human knights are ‘definitely’ not going to this war.”
“…is there any problem?”
“What is the problem? “I just came out to see you off.”
If it was a send-off, I remember that it was all done in the room a little while ago.
Deon narrowed his eyes at the incomprehensible behavior. The Demon King pretended not to notice and smiled as usual and told me to have a nice trip. It was an attitude full of discomfort.
Maybe that’s why I felt so bad that I couldn’t bear to leave and hesitated, but the Demon King naturally asked with a smooth face.
“Aren’t you going?”
“….”
“If you are a human knight, I will take good care of you, so don’t worry.”
“There’s no need to take care of it, but…”
Now I understand why the devil came to me again under the pretext of sending me off, which he had already finished. It wasn’t me who was the goal, but the crazy dogs.
…what are you going to do?
Suddenly, life turned into his eyes. Despite the bright red eyes warning him not to touch it, the Demon King pretended not to notice and calmly closed his eyes and waved his hand.
Unable to say anything more, Deon looked back at the crazy dogs.
“Don’t disobey me.”
I would like to take them to the human world and then release them, but to shorten the time, they are moved using the 11th Legion’s large-scale magic, so if they leave together, it will be difficult to get them out in the middle.
So, leaving a firm advice as if warning, he turned his head, glared at the Demon King with a suspicious look, and then nodded his head awkwardly.
“Then I’ll be back.”
“okay.”
The Demon King accepted the words leisurely, as always.
***
The 11th Legion cast magic all at once.
The magic power of each person intertwined like a net under their feet, expanding the area. Eventually, when the area expanded to include everyone in the space, it engulfed everyone above it with a bright light.
In the space that suddenly became quiet, the Demon King leisurely scanned the area where they were.
…So many people disappeared in an instant.
The number of presences felt in the Demon King’s Castle has decreased significantly, making it look like a dead castle.
Well… sooner or later this castle will also become a remnant of the past, so I guess that’s not entirely wrong.
‘Then I guess I should start preparing now.’
…Previously.
The Demon King left his unfamiliar feelings behind and turned around. A mad dog, with its eyes wide open, just staring at the spot where the disappeared people stood… no, the Lofty Knights came into view.
I asked with my eyes wide open.
“Are you okay with me staying here like this?”
“yes?”
“Deon could be in danger. Wouldn’t it be better to follow along?”
Do you know what? By nature, the Demon King is not the type to be treated obediently.
Since my purpose and Deon’s actions were consistent, I turned a blind eye to his wanton actions, but he lost quite a few corps commanders because of this.
In any case, this is a huge loss.
‘Isn’t it unfair to lose only me?’
A mischievous smile appeared on his lips.
Let’s put aside the fact that whether it’s a corps commander or something else, sooner or later it will become a meaningless force. It’s no fun just being bullied. Anything is only fun when there’s an appropriate counterattack.
‘So wouldn’t it be fair for you, Deon, to lose at least the troops you care about?’
