Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
The 2nd report point’s leader moved his hand according to Lucion’s command.
— The 4th report point is near the East region’s Magic Tower. Disguised as a weapon shop. Cro-
But he couldn’t write the last words, and the compulsion filling the bastard’s eyes faded.
‘Magic Tower?’
Lucion fell into thought, while the bastard looked around with stupefied eyes.
The moment he moved to run, Hyum grabbed him and he ended up slipping.
Hyum stepped on his back.
Crack!
The bastard died vomiting blood, without making a sound as his back twisted backwards.
[Lucion, isn’t your sister in the Magic Tower?]
Russell stared at the note and asked.
“Yes. Nunim is in the Magic Tower.”
[Was the letter from your sister perhaps an invitation to come and play?]
Lucion didn’t check Shaella’s letter.
“I never received such an invitation, so I don’t know. They usually are just one line greetings.”
[Is that so? Maybe it’s different this time.]
Lucion hesitated at Russell’s words.
“I don’t know what kind of magic nunim could have put on the letter, so I’m hesitant to read it.”
[What kind of magic has she put on them for you to say that?]
“The letter congratulating me on my birthday set off colorful fireworks and set my room on fire. Would You believe that?”
Because fire magic wasn’t something Shaella could use, she must have requested it from some other mage, but it was too much.
[… No.]
Russell shook his head.
Why was everyone with the name Cronia so extreme?
Russell quietly swallowed that thought.
“My Father and Hyung-nim are both leaving for the first time, so everyone at the mansion will be tense. I don’t want to cause trouble.”
“Then I’ll open the letter instead of Hamel-nim.”
Hyum wiped the blood that splattered on her clothes and said, with eyes full of curiosity.
— Then Latta too! Latta will open it with Hyum!
“I don’t know what will jump out. Nunim is a good person, but… um.”
Lucion was slightly tongue-tied.
He had no idea what he should say about Shaella.
Anyway, it was something like ‘carefree’.
“It’s fine. As a monster, I’m strong. I never suffered from magic before, so I think it would be a good idea to see how the magic affects me.”
When the reasons why Hyum should open the letter increased, Latta spoke as if she couldn’t lose.
— Latta, um, as a Divine Beast, Latta is strong and has to check how magic affects Latta!
Lucion, who thought it wasn’t a conversation to be had in a place filled with corpses and blood, said:
“Calm down.”
At those words, Hyum lowered her tightly clenched fist and Latta stopped wagging her tail.
[To speak frankly, magic attacks have almost no effect on Divine Beasts.]
— Russell, you fool! If Russell says it, Latta won’t be able to open the letter!
Latta shouted with tears.
[I had to say it. The person who summoned the Divine Beast feels its pain. Latta, is it good if Lucion gets hurt instead of you?]
Latta’s eyes grew wide.
—- Ah, no. No, Latta hates it! Latta hates Lucion being in pain instead of Latta! Latta will avoid the letter. Latta won’t open any letters her entire life!
Latta clung to Lucion’s leg right away.
—- Sorry Lucion. Latta was wrong.
Lucion picked up Latta and petted her.
“Is it true, Master-nim?”
[Why would I lie?]
“Isn’t that a bit unreasonable?”
[It may be. When a Divine Beast is hurt, it doesn’t heal, and because the shock continues to accumulate, once it exceeds a certain threshold, the Divine Beast will be annihilated. So, you suffer pain instead of it. At least you will recover, even if slowly, right?]
“… There is a reason why Divine Beasts are so strong.”
At Lucion’s uncharacteristically tired voice, Russell quickly continued .
[O-of course, because they’re so strong, most attacks don’t work on them.]
“Is that so?”
Lucion stroked Latta.
Because he was wearing a mask, they didn’t know what kind of expression Lucion was making.
However, he couldn’t hide his bitterness.
“Latta. Call them so I can clean up things.”
— Got it! Ehem. Latta will show off her abilities and call.
As if he didn’t understand what Russell said a moment ago, or was just fine with hearing it, Lucion put down Latta, who rubbed her face against Lucion’s hand and was excited again, on the ground.
[Call? You have something to order the ghosts?]
Russell, who left the place for a moment for the sake of Shadow Movement, didn’t know what Latta learned.
— Wake up.
With Latta’s words, the ghost revealed himself.
[… Huh.]
Russell, whose jaw immediately dropped, let out a laugh.
There was a fixed time after death needed for a ghost to come out.
‘Latta broke that rule so easily?’
The ghost, which appeared at Latta’s call, was one of the most common beings of Darkness.
But from this simple situation, Russell glimpsed enormous potential in Latta.
The foundation of black magic was to rule Darkness.
If so, as the Divine Beast of Darkness, wouldn’t Latta also become the being who rules Darkness someday?
Lucion was pleased with Russell’s expression, who fell into deep thought about something.
Russell seemed more excited about Latta’s growth than he expected.
Lucion prepared Darkness to send the souls Latta pulled out one after another to send them to Heaven.
“Young Master.”
Hyum carefully called out to Lucion.
“I smell a sword made from monster bones in this room. Can I bring it?”
He obtained something to grow Hyum too?
Lucion couldn’t hide his happiness at the big harvest he obtained during the late night walk.
“Yeah. Take it.”
***
After wrecking report point No. 2, Lucion used Shadow Movement.
Because he had to return home, he had no time to destroy report points No. 3 and No. 4.
Lucion took a moment to catch his breath.
“…Haa. I’m a bit tired…”
Hyum, who grew a bit bigger after consuming a sword, quickly grabbed Lucion and fell back.
Kwakwakwang!
Lucion was at loss for words when something shrouded in Darkness flashed in the place where he stood a moment ago.
‘…?’
Lucion quickly checked the surroundings.
Strangely, he didn’t see Russell and nothing but trees in some forest entered his eyes.
“Who are you!?”
Hyum shouted with a hesitant voice.
Hyum felt something strange from that being, to the point where she couldn’t control her voice.
[… Ah.]
A calm voice.
A figure in black armor and coiled in a cape — Lucion was familiar with it.
‘Death Knight…?’
[Is it a joke? Anyway, I apologize.]
Unlike the light words, the Death Knight was holding a person in his hand.
Snap.
The sight of him effortlessly breaking the neck and the body falling to the ground sent a shiver down his spine, unlike Hyum.
The only person a Death Knight can touch is a warlock.
Lucion was instinctively wary of the Death Knight.
— Sorry, Lucion. Latta used Whoosh, but Darkness suddenly changed the location. Russell is not here.
Latta stomped her front paws in tears.
“Darkness… what?”
Lucion couldn’t understand Latta’s words.
Darkness played a joke?
[Darkness played a joke.]
The Death Knight spoke with a calm voice.
No, that guy didn’t even glance at Lucion.
[As it’s not the time for me and you to meet, just go.]
The Death Knight stabbed a heavy greatsword into the collapsed warlock.
Seeing the blood splatter, Lucion abruptly thought of what Pete said.
— I’m not a warlock, so I don’t know, but I heard that there’s something that kills warlocks.
“… You’re the one who killed those warlocks?”
Lucion quickly lowered his voice.
[You’re a very curious one.]
The Death Knight at last looked at Lucion.
[Curiosity is good, but the timing is not, so put it off.]
Shiver.
Feeling the Death Knight’s pressure, Lucion’s Darkness jumped out on its own.
[Go on. I don’t have any plans to hurt you.]
Giggle, giggle.
He heard someone laughing behind the Death Knight.
[Hear it? The Darkness is laughing because it’s fun? It’s not me who called you here, but the Darkness.]
“Why?”
Lucion asked, stopping Hyum.
He didn’t understand the current situation at all.
It was difficult to read the mood with Russell not here.
‘Stay quiet.’
Lucion calmed down his Darkness.
[It’s not me, but the Darkness you should be asking…]
Before the Death Knight could finish his words, he suddenly sighed, as if it was annoying.
[Don’t talk nonsense and send him quickly. What name? Yeah, anyway, that special ghost is difficult for me, too.]
‘Are you talking about Master-nim?’
Seeing the Death Knight talking with someone, Lucion clenched and unclenched his fists.
[Ah, do you perhaps not hear it?]
Because the voice seemed to be ridiculing him, Lucion tightly clenched his fists.
“I don’t know what the hell you’ve been talking about since a while ago.”
Lucion wanted to leave this place which had the corpses of warlocks scattered around.
The story Pete told him clearly pointed to this bastard.
[Wait.]
The Death Knight suddenly called out to Lucion.
The Death Knight took something out of his pocket.
It was a black orb that was connected to the Death Knight.
The moment she saw the orb, Latta, who was grabbing onto Lucion’s leg, put her paws on the ground and Hyum suddenly let go of her wariness.
Lucion was flustered at Latta and Hyum’s abrupt reaction.
‘Is there something about that orb that makes Latta and Hyum lose their minds…?’
Bzzz.
Before Lucion could finish his thought, he heard a sound like that of a broken TV.
Instantly, time stopped.
Lucion looked around and unknowingly held his breath.
‘Is it that bastard?’
No.
He didn’t hear the sound of a door opening or footsteps.
Just as he caught his breath for a moment, a black thread appeared and connected him and the orb.
Just like before, the black thread disappeared and appeared over and over again.
— This.
At that moment, writing appeared in front of his eyes.
It was dim and wavering like it was going to disappear at any moment.
‘This? You mean this orb?’
Lucion looked at the black orb.
Bzzzz.
He heard the sound of a broken television again.
Do you remember?
As if time started moving again, he heard a voice coming from around him.
Flooded with a momentary feeling of suffocation, Lucion was about to take a deep breath, but flinched.
‘… This voice.’
It appeared and disappeared, so it was always surprising.
When he used a curse and when he body-shared with Bethel for the first time.
He heard exactly the same voice.
When Lucion raised his finger and pointed at the black orb, the Death Knight nodded.
[Right. It’s because of it.]
Do you remember, Lucion? That Darkness is your everything and only thing?
“Why are you telling me this? You, who wander in nature, surely have no interest in me.”
Lucion calmly asked the Darkness.
[Because of your vessel. So I’m also watching you. Was it of help?]
Yea. Thank you. We’re certain now.
When the Death Knight asked, the Darkness replied.
“Vessel?”
Lucion hesitated.
The Death Knight and the Darkness were talking about and pointing at something, but he couldn’t make sense of it.
Moreover, no such situation appeared in the novel.
Whoosh.
Suddenly, the shadows of the night surged towards Lucion.
It felt like the night itself was approaching him.
However, though unfamiliar, it wasn’t strange.
Rather, it was pleasant.
Found.
The Darkness said.
The voice was very happy, and the shadows gathered around him seemed to laugh.
We will wait. Our…
The voice was suddenly cut off.
The Death Knight suddenly put away the black orb he took out and urgently grabbed his greatsword.
At the same time, Latta and Hyum returned to their original states.
[Who?]
Russell’s hair was sticking out in all directions.
Even at a glance, he looked crazy.
He raised his finger.
The shadows of the night wriggled and it seemed like space itself moved.
‘… Huh.’
Lucion couldn’t help an exclamation.
[How dare you hold a sword against my disciple?]
[Wa-wait! I-I.]
The Death Knight urgently raised his voice.
Russell flinched.
‘Why is this bastard here?’
Russell urgently moved his eyes.
Lucion suddenly disappeared, so he was looking for him, but the Death Knight he made a contract with met with Lucion?
“Master-nim.”
At that moment, Lucion spoke up.
[Yeah, Lucion.]
Russell hastily checked Lucion’s state.
Besides the Darkness being more than half depleted, he was fine.
“Let’s go back home no…”
Lucion couldn’t finish his words, as he suddenly staggered and fell backwards.
“Young Master!”
Hyum, who came back to his senses, caught him before Lucion’s head hit the ground.
— Wh-why did Lucion suddenly collapse? Uh? Latta doesn’t remember!
[Wait a moment.]
The Death Knight stopped looking at the fainted Lucion and let go of the greatsword he was holding.
Even if that strange ghost’s eyes completely rolled back, he had to explain the situation.
[I swear, I didn’t do anything, so…]
[Shut up!]
Russell fiercely glared at the Death Knight and clenched his fists.
Peuk!
*~*~*
Translator’s note: Poor Death Knight.
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