Because the Exiled Magic Swordsman Was Actually the Pillar (Physical) of the Party， the Heroines of the Hero Cling to It Belatedly. 257

Chapter 257 – Fascination

000

When the three of them safely entered the club, the first thing they saw was the appearance of people of all kinds gathered around them and chatting with each other.

Since it is said to be a gathering place for nobles, it was Cleon who thought that once inside, the whole area would become full of blonde hair.

Contrary to expectations, such a spectacle did not unfold.

I could see men and women with blonde hair everywhere, but there were also those who seemed to have changed their hair or skin color like the young man I met outside.

There were also those who decorated their heads or bodies with various decorations, like those of a different race.

It wasn’t the loud music playing or the drinking party that Ruba was talking about.

As Cleon said, it’s not a classical atmosphere or a decent atmosphere.

The space where each other was considerate of each other, appropriate noise flowed, and calm music was heard to lift the atmosphere felt more aristocratic than the two prejudices above.

“…You’re finer than I thought.”

When Cleon said that, even Ruba nodded her head as if she was a little unexpected.

Amelia looks around her slightly curiously.

“Are all the people gathered here, the nobles of the kingdom…?”

“I’m not sure, but… There might be someone who came in hiding like us.”

When Cleon said that, Amelia seemed a little nervous and pressed the hood of her robe even deeper.

If they were aristocrats, they could see Amelia’s face her and she would recognize it.

Cleon changes her appearance and shuts her mouth for a moment, then turns her head towards Rubera.

“…What should I do? It doesn’t seem to have anything to do with Astarothe. I don’t think there’s any need to forcefully investigate. The guards outside are the same.”

Patrols and investigations in the back alleys are to protect the capital from Astarote and their threats of his.

If this business has nothing to do with them, there is no need to look inside.

Ruba also nodded her head and replied.

“If you try to leave as soon as you come in, it can cause suspicion. Let’s look at the situation a little and get out at the right time.”

“…But, I’m also concerned about why nobles gather in places like this. Even the head of household…”

Now that I’ve heard it, why do I do the same thing without hiding my identity?

Is it popular among noble youth?

Then, Ruba quietly replied.

“Perhaps, in honor of the Day of the Dead.”

“…Day of the Dead?”

When Cleon and Ruba put the same words in her mouth at the same time and look back at her, Ruba blinks her eyes two or three times before speaking.

“Doesn’t both of you know? It’s a kind of anniversary made among the citizens of the capital. It’s an event to honor the souls of those who were sacrificed in the war against the Empire.”

“There must have been an anniversary like that… I just knew about it.”

Due to Amelia’s stay in the Tower of Confinement, and originally, as her victory anniversary approached, Amelia’s surveillance intensified, so she had to be alone at this time of year every year.

However, somehow, this year, it was because of the overlapping of various things within the royal castle, and her surveillance and interference with her with Amelia had decreased, so she came out.

“However, it looked normal outside of the back alley.”

“Originally, we live modestly. Even if we disguise ourselves, we don’t go out. Thirty years after the war, it’s no wonder that the relatives of those who died in the war are still there. It’s painful for such people to live in a row. Perhaps, it must be that nobles change the event to suit their taste and enjoy it.”

“Why are you pretending?”

“I heard that it is to prevent the souls of the dead from recognizing their families in this world… So that they do not leave any regrets in this world.”

What a strange custom. Cleon shook his head.

“Actually, it’s not going to be an event that has something fixed that hard. It hasn’t even been 10 years since I started pretending. I know Eustes from seeing how many times he went out disguised as an elf to seduce women on this anniversary and came back alone. It’s just there.”

No matter how much he talked about Eustes in the past, that kind of topic never ceased.

After shaking his head as if to shake off the scene that came to mind naturally, Cleon’s eyes move.

There was no unhealthy atmosphere between the young nobles who were talking to each other.

“…”

At that time, what caught Cleon’s eyes was a woman with brown skin and pink hair.

A bit more exposed than the others, she had bat-like wings growing from her back.

A long, sharp arrowhead-tipped tail swayed above her hips.

Moreover, if you look at it using the magic sight of her, you can feel the black magic flowing from inside her.

“…A succubus.”

When Cleon muttered that and sent her gaze to her, Rubera and Amelia opened her eyes wide and looked in that direction.

Previously, in the restaurant where Eustes was exported, the femaleized clerks were directly managed by succubuses.

Fortunately, this one, like a guest rather than a host, was happily chatting with other visitors.

“What should I do…? If we start a fight here, it might harm others.”

When Amelia said that, Cleon nodded her head too.

Fighting inside the building wasn’t the best idea, taking hostages was annoying.

If so, how-

“…Should I lure that demon outside?”

“How?”

When Ruba asks, Cleon answers right away, almost without hesitation.

“You’ll need to play the stupid victim.”

Ruba, who heard Cleon’s words from her, shut her mouth for a moment, then she nodded her head as if she could n’t help it.

“Then let’s see when the time is right and bring it out. Send a signal in your head as always.”

After Ruba said that, she quietly put something of hers in Cleon’s hand.

When Cleon looked down at it and opened his hand her, he saw something like a white pearl.

“It’s like an amulet that protects the body from the ‘charm’-type abilities used by Inma.

“…I’m fine without these things.”

When Cleon says that, Ruba frowns at her.

“Just accept it… Otherwise it won’t calm down.”

“…Okay.”

Cleon nodded her head, as if a little overwhelmed by the spirit she felt from her, and put the pearl she was holding in her pocket her.

From the clothes on her body her, the whole body her seemed to be covered with divine aura.

“Be careful, Cleon. Demons are cunning… Even if they seem friendly to humans, their nature is never free from evil.”

Hearing Amelia’s story, Cleon nodded and moved away from them and towards the demon.

Amelia looks at Cleon with her eyes looking a little worried, but Ruba told her.

“It’s going to be okay. Cleon isn’t someone who can be beaten by an ordinary devil.”

“That’s true. Then, we’ll wait around here and when Cleon sends a signal- Whoa!?”

Then, as Amelia is speaking, something pushes her, knocking her off-balance to the side where Ruba is and almost falls.

Quickly, Rubera caught her body her, avoiding a fall, but there was a feeling of something damp on the back of the robe.

“Ah…”

A confused voice came from behind.

When Luvera and Amelia both looked at the voice at the same time, there stood a girl who looked like Amelia or slightly younger than her.

Her red hair was long, reaching down to her waist.

The same big eyes with red pupils.

And a pretty girl-type face with a cute impression.

She was somewhere, she was a girl who had a similar impression to Lyla.

Even the clothes she is wearing, similar to the red bricks of her shop exterior, are red and luxurious-looking outfits.

Black silk gloves or a frilly skirt.

She held a glass of red liquid in her hand, staring at Amelia’s back her and her face her, her face pale.

And, the liquid can be seen spilling on her ground her as well.

“… Gwa, are you okay?”

As Amelia quickly turned to tell her story, Rubera squinted her eyes at the liquid on Amelia’s robes her.

Judging from the fact that it did not smell like alcohol and had a sweet scent, it seemed to be some kind of juice.

“Mi-sorry! I was walking while looking at the side…”

The girl spoke casually to Amelia, who seemed to be about the same age as her, but she couldn’t erase her bewildered look of her.

And, Lubera is hot and surprised and looks at Amelia’s back her.

The impact of her fall caused her hood to come off, exposing her face her.

It would have been a bit unreasonable to catch people’s attention, such as a small collision of children.

Then, someone raises her finger and points at Amelia.

“Huh? That girl… Where did you see her?”

“Really… Isn’t she that princess? She was only seen at the events of her victory anniversary her…”

“Ah~! That imprisoned princess? Is that true?”

Hearing people’s voices, Amelia steps back in embarrassment.

As she raised her hand to cover her face her.

Rubera quickly grabbed her body and prevented her from raising her hand to her.

Then, deliberately speaking without lowering the volume of the voice of her.

“Now, Leah. I’ve decorated it to the best of my ability, but I have to show it to people.”

When she said that, the people who had been talking about her murmured, ‘What’s up’ or ‘Ah’, and slowly turned their eyes away from her and went back to what she was talking about.

“…”

“Sorry for the rudeness.”

When Rubera quietly said that, Amelia let out a sigh of relief and shook her head.

Then she carefully pulls her hood over and turns her gaze towards the girl who bumped into her.

“Ah… That’s fine. These robes aren’t that expensive.”

“But… The head of the family messed up at best…”

Somehow, she seemed to be mistaken for an aristocratic girl dressed up in Amelia’s appearance her, including her robe her.

Certainly, the inside of the cheap robe—even the white clothes—was known to have been wet.

“Hey! Bae, let me compensate!”

“Compensation… It’s really okay.”

Amelia seemed a little taken aback by the act of pushing her in the face of her, but she tried to deny her story of her as mildly as possible.

“You can’t have a customer walk around like that. Come over here, I’ll lend you another outfit.”

When she said that and held out her hand her, Amelia said it was really okay and she tried to refuse.

Ruba told Amelia that she couldn’t help it.

“Lia. It’s okay, so come back. It’s rude to keep rejecting favors.”

So says Ruba and she puts her face close to her ear her.

“… Judging by the expression ‘guest’, she seems to be part of the owner’s family. I think we should avoid continuing to question her refusal of her.”

She whispered carefully, and Amelia nodded her head knowingly.

“…Okay. Then…”

“Ah! Maybe Miss Leah’s mother-“

“Oh, me, no. I had to- Cle- wait for him-“

When a girl calls herself `Mother’, her heart jumps for the moment that it is Ruba, but she somehow clears her throat and replies.

Of course, it was because if Cleon succeeded in seducing the demon while they were away, she would have to follow him.

Is it a girl, she says, then holds out her hand to Amelia.

Amelia, who naturally took her hand her, followed her girl, feeling that she was being pulled with a bit of force.

Of course, even Ruba had no intention of sending her alone.

“It’s Barisah.”

[Yes. I keep figuring out her location through the imprint she handed over. If something seems to happen, I’ll refract right to her side of her.]

Ruba was able to feel her position and physical condition her through her barisada her, whether it was the influence of when she handed over the imprint of her own dominion her to her her Amelia her.

Although she did n’t use it as much as possible because the princess also had her private life her.

`…While Amelia is gone, she should be able to interrogate the devil with this and that…`

Thinking so, Rubera crossed her arms and turned her gaze to the direction Cleon had gone – the place where the succubus had been.

However, Cleon and the devil were no longer there.

`…?`

Did you go out already? He calls Cleon through the imprint, but no answer comes back.

“…What…?”

Maybe something happened to him

He was about to move from the spot, but he stopped, realizing that he could not protect Amelia if he moved away.

“…Could it be that it was a trap?”

An uneasy feeling ran down her spine.

001

As Cleon’s footsteps pass through the crowd, mana flows through his body and changes his appearance.

Luti’s magic, polymorph, obtained through imprinting.

Instead of changing the gender as usual, the base was left as it was and slightly changed.

He was about 3 years younger, to an age similar to that of the aristocrats around him.

His hair changes color from black to auburn.

Substantial illusions alone reduce the sense of incongruity of change.

None of the aristocrats around him noticed that his appearance he had changed, just chatting happily in the club.

Finally, his steps stopped in front of the succubus.

“Excuse me, ma’am. Could you give me a chance to talk to you?”

She spoke to her, awkwardly speaking the manners she had learned from living with her nobles at the academy.

Then, the succubus, who was smiling leisurely in the lustful gazes of the men around him, looked at Cleon who had been talking to him.

He looks like he’s smiling.

“Of course. I think I’m seeing you for the first time…”

“That’s right. Today is the first time.”

At Cleon’s words, she responded with a smile as if it were fun.

“I see… Then welcome. To this beautiful and noble garden. However, asking each other’s names is prohibited. It’s the rule to do that after leaving this place.”

“…Then, what should I call you?”

When Cleon asked such a question, she seemed to ponder for a moment before answering.

“Carmilla. It’s not her real name her, but it’s a plausible pseudonym, right?”

“…Even the pseudonym is beautiful, lady.”

Normally, I wouldn’t be able to do such a greasy line, even if I put oil on my mouth.

Thanks to the atmosphere of this place and the psychological change caused by Polymorph, I was able to endure it to some extent.

“Then what should I call a gentleman?”

“…This is Reus.”

“A pseudonym, right?”

“Well, if a lie is a natural place, then a lie is no different from the truth.”

Nodding her head at Cleon’s answer, Carmilla opened her mouth.

“Is that how you are? Transformation magic… You seem to be a fairly famous wizard originally?”

At her words, Cleon was silent for a moment, then she smiled.

“…That’s right.”

“As expected! My appearance- The wings and tail are also made with transformation magic. Of course, the face is mine. Don’t worry.”

She smiled mischievously, moving the wings on her back and her tail her.

‘Is that how you deceived the people around you and melted?’

Cleon thought so, and she had to put up with it desperately in order to somehow hide her displeasure her in front of her.

“I wasn’t worried. But, the fact that you also use transformation magic means that the lady is also a proven wizard.”

“My skills have been proven… Huhu. Thank you for saying that. Actually, I’m a bit older, so it’s magic that I learned over a long period of time. At a younger age than me, there are plenty of great wizards. For example, If you hear it… That’s right. Do you know the girl named ‘Lyla Flamewatch’?”

A flinch, Cleon’s body reacted to her. It couldn’t be helped, but it was her colleague’s name that came out of nowhere.

“Yes, a genius girl from the academy. I heard that she’s good at flame magic.”

“That’s right. They say that even at a young age, you can freely handle high-tier magic. Not long ago, you solved a big incident that happened at the academy. It’s a bit different from a woman like me who has devoted her life to magic stuck in the countryside.”

What she said seemed like the truth.

An expression full of regret somewhere, and a lonely look.

She almost unknowingly sympathized with her.

However, she is a demon.

The magic she possesses, the tail and wings that are by no means illusions.

And above all, the blurry eyes of the men around her.

Already they were in a state where she was fascinated by what she did.

A sigh that came naturally as she let out her wry smile.

A sweet scent passed Cleon’s nose, and a slight dizziness overtook him.

However, the phenomenon soon stopped due to the magical defense emitted by the talisman in the pocket.

`I just… Are you fascinated?`

It seemed that the amulet Ruba had given her had successfully prevented her from being enchanted.

Cleon quickly made up his mind and put his hand her on his head her.

“Ugh…”

A voice that came out naturally.

When Cleon responded that way, Carmilla smiled and put a hand on his shoulder her.

“Are you all right?”

“Yes, yes… For some reason, it seems a bit dizzy…”

“When you first come here, the atmosphere and lighting in this club are a bit stimulating. If you’re feeling down, you might want to take a break.”

When Carmilla says that and stands up from her seat her, the men around her move their gazes after her.

“Now, come this way. Breathe in some fresh air…”

After saying that, I brought my mouth close to Cleon’s ear and spoke with breathing.

“… Shall we share the truth, not lies…?”

Once again, black magic attacks Cleon’s body on her.

After Cleon raised his own magic defense her, and at the same time blocked her fascination her with the effect of the talisman-

As I said earlier, it was sending telepathy to Ruba.

[Lubera. I think I can pull the demon out. Prepare-]

The moment I said that, the pearl amulet once again glowed.

And the telepathy that was about to flow out was blocked by her divine magic her and stopped.

‘…Could it be that this talisman, if it’s the flow of dark magic, it turns it on and blocks it all, regardless of inside or outside…?’

Cleon was taken aback for a moment, but soon he hid his expression her and headed outside the club with Carmilla.

002

Amelia went to the dressing room with the girl, and as if she had become a doll, she tried on various dresses with her hands and took them off again and again.

Soon, she tries on a pure white silk dress with gold lace.

It was a design that suited her perfectly.

When the girl sees Amelia, she claps her hands and talks.

“As expected, that outfit suits you the best! It feels like a princess in the royal capital!”

Watching her say that, Amelia smiled shyly.

“I bought it and it didn’t suit me… I’ll give it to you as a present. To commemorate our meeting like this, Amelia.”

“Thank you…”

And, at the fact that she called herself by that name, Amelia hesitated.

“I-I’m Leah. Not Amelia.”

And when I spoke in a slightly embarrassed tone, the girl blinked her eyes two or three times and replied with a smile.

“Hmm. Are you still not able to figure out the situation? I’m saying that I already know your identity of her. The imprisoned princess. Saint Princess.”

“…”

Her eyes are full of confidence.

Unlike before, inside her red iris, I could see a long, vertical pupil of gold.

“Those eyes-“

“Now, where should we start talking? Princess.”

The girl said that, and she smiled.

That the girl in front of me is not human.

Amelia realized it only now.