CH 93

The captain of report no. 2 moved his hand again in line with Lucion’s command.

– Report no. 4 is near the Eastern Mage Tower. Disguised as a stationery store, Kama

However, he couldn’t write the last word, and the young delusion melted away in his eyes.

‘The mage tower?’

Lucion thought, and the man looked around with dumb eyes.

As soon as the man moved to run away, he was caught by Hume’s hand and slipped forward.

Hume stepped on his back.

Thud!

He couldn’t even make a sound and died vomiting blood with his waist folded backward.

[Lucion, didn’t you say your sister is in the tower?]

Russell stared at the note and asked.

“Yes, I did say that. My sister is in the tower.”

[The letter from your sister, isn’t it an invitation to come over?]

Lucion hadn’t checked Shaela’s letter.

“I have never received an invitation like that, so I don’t know. It was mainly a one-line greeting.”

[Is that so? Maybe it’s different this time.]

Lucion hesitated at Russell’s words.

“I don’t know what kind of magic my sister cast on the letter, so I can’t get my hands on it.”

[What kind of magic did she usually cast?]

“With a letter wishing me a happy birthday, a colorful flame dragon popped out and burned my room. Can you believe it?”

Since the flame dragon was not a magic Shaela could use, it seemed she had asked another wizard, but it was still severe.

[…No.]

Russell shook his head.

Why are all humans with the name Cronia so extreme?

Russell quietly swallowed his thoughts.

“It’s the first time in a while that Father and Brother leave the mansion at the same time, so the atmosphere of the mansion must be chaotic. I don’t want to cause any accidents.”

“Then I will open it for Hamel-nim.”

Hume wiped the blood from his clothes and said with curious eyes.

―Ratta too! Ratta too! Ratta wants to open it with Hume!

“I don’t know what’s going to pop out. Sister… she’s a good person, that, um.”

Lucion was a little speechless.

He had no idea what to say about Shaela.

Anyway, it was similar to the word freewheeling.

“It’s all right. I’m a monster, so I’m strong. I’ve never experienced magic before, so I don’t think it’s a bad idea to see how it affects me.”

When Hume calmly talked about why he had to open the letter, Ratta also voiced as if she couldn’t lose.

―Ratta, um, is strong because Ratta is a divine beast, and like Hume, Ratta needs to find out what influence she has on magic!

Thinking it was not something to talk about in a place full of corpses and blood, Lucion opened his mouth.

“Calm down.”

At that, Hume lowered his clenched hand, and Ratta didn’t wag her tail either.

[For your information, divine beasts have little influence on magic attacks.]

―Russell, you fool! If you say that, Ratta can’t open the letter!

Ratta shouted and cried.

[I have to tell you. The pain that divine beasts receive is taken care of by the person who summoned the divine beasts. Ratta, would you like it if Lucion got sick instead of you?]

Ratta’s eyes widened.

―D-Don’t. No, Ratta doesn’t like it! Ratta doesn’t want Lucion to suffer instead of Ratta! Ratta will give up the letter. It’s okay if you don’t open the letter for the rest of your life!

Ratta immediately approached Lucion and clung to his leg.

―Ratta is sorry, Lucion. It’s Ratta’s fault.

Lucion patted Ratta and hugged her.

“Is that true, Teacher?”

[There’s no reason for me to lie.]

“I think it’s a bit unreasonable.”

[That could be the case, but when divine beasts suffer pain, it doesn’t get better, and the shock continues to build up, and when it exceeds a certain level, it disappears. That’s why you suffer instead. You’re very slow, but at least you’re recovering, right?]

“…Divine beast isn’t strong for nothing.”

Russel hastily continued at the dropping voice that was unlike Lucion.

[O-Of course, thanks to their durability, they can withstand most attacks.]

“Is that so?”

Lucion patted Lata.

No one knew Lucion’s expression because he was wearing a mask.

But he couldn’t hide his bitterness.

“Ratta. Call them to clean things up.”

―All right! Ahem. Ratta’s gonna show you what she’s got.

Ratta, who had been rubbing her face in Lucion’s hands, came down to the floor excitedly again, as if she didn’t understand what Russell had just said, or perhaps she was okay with what she had heard.

[Call them? Do you have any instructions for the ghost?]

Russell, who had been away for a while to move the shadow, didn’t know what Ratta had learned.

―Wake up.

With Ratta’s words, the ghost appeared.

[…Huh.]

Russell, whose mouth opened quickly, let out a hollow laugh.

After death, it took a certain amount of time before the ghost came out.

[‘Ratta broke this rule as if it was nothing?’]

The ghost that appeared with Ratta’s call was the most common of the dark beings.

But in this simple situation, Russell saw Ratta’s enormous potential.

The basis of black magic was to rule the darkness.

Then, he thought that Ratta, the divine beast of darkness, could someday become a creature that controlled the darkness.

Lucion was pleased with Russell’s expression of contemplating something.

Russell seemed to be looking forward to Ratta’s growth more than he thought.

Lucion took out the darkness in advance to send them to the sky as Ratta pulled out the souls one by one.

“Young Master.”

Hume called Lucion carefully.

“This room smells like a sword made of monster’s bones. May I bring it?”

Getting something to get Hume growing up.

Lucion didn’t hide his satisfaction with the early-dawn night drink, which yielded more harvest than expected.

“Yes, bring it.”

* * *

After destroying report no. 2, Lucion used shadow movement to go nearby.

He had to go back home, so he didn’t have time to destroy report no. 3 and 4.

Lucion took a short breath.

“…Ha. I am a little tired…”

Hume, who had absorbed the sword and grown a little bigger, quickly fell back holding Lucion.

Clang!

Lucion was speechless when something covered in darkness passed by where he had just been.

‘…?’

Lucion looked around urgently.

Strangely, Russell was nowhere to be seen, and only trees were visible everywhere.

“Who is it!”

Hume shouted with a harsh tone.

Hume felt something strange from that existence to the point he couldn’t control his emotions at all.

[…Ah.]

A grave voice

The appearance of fluttering black armor and a black cape was a shape that Lucio was familiar with.

‘A death knight…?’

[Are you kidding? Anyway, I apologize.]

Unlike the light words uttered by the death knight, there was a person in his hand.

Thud.

Unlike with Hume, the sight of the death knight casually breaking the person’s neck and throwing them to the ground was terrifying.

The only person a death knight could touch was the warlocks.

Lucion was naturally wary of the death knight.

―Ratta is sorry, Lucion. Ratta used shoong, but suddenly the darkness changed its position. Russel isn’t here.

Ratta cried and rolled her front paw.

“Darkness… What?”

Lucion couldn’t understand Ratta.

The darkness was playing a prank.

[The darkness played a joke.]

The death knight sounded languid.

No, not even the author themselves paid attention to Lucion.

[It’s not time for us to meet yet, so just pass by.]

The death knight thrust his heavy greatsword at the fallen warlock on the floor.

Seeing the splattered blood, Lucion suddenly remembered what Peter had said.

– I don’t know because I’m not a warlock, but I heard there’s someone who killed the warlocks

“…Did you kill that warlock?”

Lucion lowered his voice.

[So curious.]

The death knight finally looked at Lucion.

[Curiosity is good, but sometimes it puts you in a bad situation.]

Clutter.

Lucion’s darkness ran wild as it felt overwhelmed by the death knight.

[Relax. I have no intention of hurting you.]

Cackle.

He could hear someone laughing over the death knight.

[Did you hear that? The sound of the darkness laughing because it finds this funny? I didn’t call you, the darkness called you.]

“Why?”

Lucion asked as he held Hume back.

He couldn’t understand the situation at all.

It was hard to understand the flow of the atmosphere because Russell wasn’t here.

‘Stay still.’

Lucion calmed down his darkness.

[It’s not me, but the darkness…]

The death knight suddenly sighed as if he were annoyed.

[Don’t talk like that, send him quickly. What’s his name again, yeah, anyway, I’m having a hard time with unusual ghosts.]

‘Are you talking about Teacher?’

Seeing the death knight look as if he was talking to someone, Lucion repeatedly clenched and opened his fist.

[Ah, can’t you hear them?]

Lucion clenched his fist at the voice that seemed to laugh at him.

“I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, but I’m leaving.”

Lucion first wanted to get out of this place where a body of a warlock was scattered.

Especially if the story Peter told really referred to this death knight.

[Wait a minute.]

The death knight suddenly called Lucion.

The death knight held something out of his arms.

A round black bead was connected to the death knight.

As soon as he saw the bead, Ratta, who was holding Lucion’s leg tightly, stepped on the ground, and Hume suddenly released his guard.

Lucion was bewildered by the sudden change in Ratta and Hume’s reaction.

‘What’s that bead? Ratta and Hume lost their minds…’

Screech.

Before Lucion could finish his thought, there was another sound of a television malfunctioning.

For a moment, time stopped.

Lucion looked around and held his breath without realizing it.

‘Is it him?’

It wasn’t.

There was no sound of a door opening or rough footsteps anywhere.

As he tried to catch his breath for a moment, a black thread appeared and connected himself to the bead.

Still, the black thread stuttered and disappeared and reappeared repeatedly.

―That.

Then, the letters appeared before his eyes.

It was shaking and fading as if it would disappear immediately.

‘What do you mean, ‘that’? Are you talking about the bead?’

Lucion looked at the black bead again.

Screech.

Again the sound of a broken television echoed.

Do you remember?

He heard voices around him as if time had returned.

A moment of frustration came, but Lucion let out a long breath.

‘…This voice.’

As one appeared and disappeared, another surprise arose.

The last time he was using a curse, and the first time he was being possessed by Bethel.

The same voice came.

Lucion raised his finger and pointed to the black bead, and the death knight nodded.

[Right, it’s because of this.]

Do you remember, Lucion? That darkness is your everything and your only thing?

“Why are you talking to me? You, who are wandering in nature, shouldn’t be interested in me.”

Lucion calmly asked the darkness.

[Because it thinks of you as a vessel. So it’s watching you too. So? Is it helpful?]

Yes, thank you. I’m certain now.

The death knight asked, and darkness answered.

“What do you mean a vessel?”

Lucion paused.

He couldn’t figure out what the conversation between the death knight and the darkness was saying or pointing to.

Above all, this situation was not mentioned in the novel.

Squeak.

Suddenly, the shadows of the night rushed over to Lucion.

He felt as if the night itself was approaching him.

But it wasn’t strange.

Rather, it made him happy.

Found.

Darkness said.

The shadows gathered around him in such a happy voice seemed to laugh.

I’ll be waiting. Our…

The voice broke suddenly.

After the death knight tucked in the black bead he brought out, he hurriedly grabbed his sword.

At the same time, Ratta and Hume returned to their original state.

[Who.]

Russell’s hair fluttered in all directions.

At first glance, he could see that his eyes were turned upside down.

He raised his finger.

As the shadow under the night wriggled, the space itself seemed to move.

‘… Huh.’

Lucion couldn’t stop the wind that came out on its own.

[You dare to point a sword at my student?]

[Hang on! It’s me. Me.]

The death knights spoke out urgently.

Russell flinched for a moment.

[‘Why is he here?’]

Russell’s eyes moved urgently.

Lucion suddenly disappeared and Russell came to find him, but it turned out he was meeting with the death knight who signed a contract with Lucion.

“Teacher.”

Then Lucion spoke out.

[Yes, Lucion.]

Russell quickly examined Lucion’s physical condition.

He was fine except for his darkness which had mostly disappeared.

“Now let’s go home…”

Lucion couldn’t finish his sentence and stumbled suddenly. He fell backward.

“Teacher!”

Hume came to his senses and caught Lucion before he hit his head on the floor.

―W-Why does Lucion suddenly fall down? Huh? Ratta has no memory from a few moments ago!

[Wait a minute.]

The death knight stopped looking at Lucion who had fallen and let go of the sword in his hand.

Even if that strange ghost’s eyes were completely blind, he had to explain the situation.

[I swear, I didn’t do anything…]

[Shut up!]

Russel clenched his fist as he glared fiercely at the death knight.

Thud!