Chapter 64 – Royal Capital Gaul (11)
Tigg, Tigg.
A muddy, distorted noise knocked on the eardrums of Azazel, who was lightly asleep.
Just in case, the barrier seemed to work at the right time.
After all, there’s nothing wrong with being prepared.
… No, but Azazel felt a little bad.
‘I just fell asleep.’
She nervously raised her upper body.
A soft bed and a soft blanket are good for sleeping.
It was nothing more than an irritating factor in her view of what had to happen.
Why are you so fluffy and soft?
Piss off people
Looking in the mirror, it was clear that Azazel was angry, like a poisoned toad.
‘It must be an ugly face.’
Is there any star?
How can a person who wakes up be beautiful?
No matter how beautiful a woman may be, it wouldn’t be disrespectful to show her waking face…
Azazel stopped thinking about her.
‘Aria unnie might be pretty.’
Because she is an extraordinary beauty.
Even when she sees the same woman, her jealousy blooms.
She shook her head.
What to think about in an emergency.
Damn bastards anyway.
Make people feel weird
I can’t forgive
Shit.
She slaps her cheeks with both hands, awakening her dazed spirit.
Azazel woke up in her quiet room and moved her hand toward the dull robe, not the bright dress she usually wears.
Since she had a battle ahead, she didn’t hesitate to wear a dress.
Quite a few enemies can’t touch her hair.
It’s just that she doesn’t wear long-wearing clothes like dresses because she’s running out of time.
‘Arya will be fine because she has Einstein. Is the problem on the prince’s side?’
Azazel even donned her trademark peaked cap and swung her staff like a sword.
Boo-woong, Boo-woong.
A wooden staff that cuts through the air.
It wasn’t her mighty swing, but I could roughly infer the stress she was under.
“The fuckers keep me from sleeping.”
Even if it wasn’t, it was Azazel who killed her temper for Arya’s sake.
Even when she was angry, even when she was stupid, she endured because she didn’t want to cause her concern.
Azazel, however, was not caring and merciful enough to overlook her scoundrel who disturbed her while she was sound asleep.
“I will kill you.”
She didn’t immediately open the door and go out.
Urban combat is not a very favorable situation for wizards.
The mage’s long-term is annihilation through firepower.
In a narrow place, there are many things to cut.
‘Enemy would think so.’
It’s a mistake.
The mere existence of a skilled wizard is a disaster, a disaster.
Don’t let it show
What happens when you touch a sleeping witch’s eyebrows?
Azazel went to the window and threw it wide open.
A chilly wind blew like a cold winter night.
The cold air that eats up the warmth of the room.
The cold left any sleepiness that was left behind.
Having found her reason, Azazel’s expression froze like frost.
It’s because she was involved with Einstein or Arya, but she wasn’t a girl with very emotional expressions.
A cold-hearted genius wizard who acts as if everything in the world is inorganic and worthless.
Her furnishings were her words that qualified her.
“Cognitive impairment.”
As if whispering, she manifested her magic.
The space around Azazel was distorted in an instant.
Moments later, the door rattled and creaked before slowly opening.
An assailant dressed in black checked the inside of the room through a small crack in the door and carefully opened the door to make no noise.
Not one.
‘Six, if we add the number of people in the shadows, it’s seven?’
It’s not fair.
What are you going to do with just this amount of people?
Don’t they know that they’re dealing with wizards?
They saw an open window.
They exchanged sign language with each other, assuming that Azazel noticed her and ran away.
Azazel had no way of figuring out the sign language, but she didn’t have to.
It’s something you have to ask yourself.
Azazel stamped her foot.
Cooong.
Because it was a noise that rang in a still state, all six strangers who entered the room tensed up and turned their eyes toward the noise.
There, Azazel, whose cognitive impairment magic had been removed, was laughing fiercely.
It was her creepy smile that made her hair stand on end.
“Oh no, don’t panic. Do you all have any skills?”
As she said, they responded within seconds.
Great.
It deserves a passing grade.
That’s for a third rate.
Fufububububuk!
Azazel didn’t stamp her foot to get her attention.
It was a condition for the activation of magic.
To transform the terrain by pouring mana into the ground.
The children of former warriors immediately noticed the slight fluctuations in mana, but they did not.
He also used only 1/10 of the mana normally used by wizards.
You had to be an Azazel-level wizard to detect this.
Yes, it was like a kind of go-bulgi for those who were not familiar with magic.
Sharp, sharp spikes shot up from under their feet and pierced them all.
The effect was clear even with the transformation made of insignificant mana.
… Well, technically not all though.
The shadow rises like a fountain.
She couldn’t help but express it.
Soon after, her sharp claws attacked Azazel.
“Who do you see as Hogu?”
Chaeeng.
An ambush attempt was blocked by the pre-made defense.
The opponent was not taken aback and hid in the shadows again.
Azazel licked her tongue and moistened her dry lips.
‘Darkness is your territory, right?’
Then all you have to do is invade that territory, everyone.
Dozens of photospheres protruded from Azazel’s hand.
As a result, the room was brightly lit like daylight.
It wasn’t a good scenery even with empty words.
I see six human beings in a miserable state like meat pierced by a skewer.
Drops of blood splattered here and there, and the smell of blood was thick.
Azazel is unconcerned despite the displeased sight.
As long as they are defined as enemies, clumsy sympathy is unnecessary.
After all, it’s self-employed.
Azazel’s lips drew an arc.
Because her red eyes caught what she wanted.
She saw a man with black hair and blood red eyes.
If there is a peculiarity, it is the pointy ears close to a triangle.
“Oh my, what is this? Are you a demon? I never expected to see her in the capital.”
Asmodian.
Einstein calls all of them monsters, but demons and monsters are distinctly different.
Unlike monsters, reason exists.
“… You’re strong, little girl.”
Instead of replying, Azazel snapped her fingers and tried to freeze him.
However, the demons, noticing the coldness surrounding them, quickly kicked off their seat and ran away.
It’s probably because I decided I couldn’t deal with it.
“I didn’t allow you to run away?”
The demons couldn’t escape.
A transparent barrier blocked his way.
Azazel wasn’t smart enough to let go of her rat.
It was a demon trying to break down the wall with all her might, but it didn’t make any sense.
If it was going to break so easily, she wouldn’t have even bothered to ‘talk to me’.
In an instant, three or four frozen spears pierced the demon’s wrists and ankles.
He rolled on the floor, bleeding red.
“Aww!”
A suppressed moan escaped the man’s mouth.
It would be a pain that would not be strange even if you shouted loudly, but patience is also good.
Are you insensitive to pain or are you just holding on well?
Well, Azazel was nice because she was quiet.
As she moved her legs and approached, her Demons showed hostility.
“A monstrous bitch.”
Words are harsh.
“So, why wake up someone who is just about to go to sleep?”
“When did I wake you up? You woke up on your own.”
“Where did that happen because I wanted to wake up? Did you wake up because you couldn’t sleep because you guys were making noise? And don’t roll your eyes, you might burn it.”
Azazel blew on her index finger.
Then, a small spark ignited at the tip of her index finger.
Flinch.
He shuddered
“Crazy bitch.”
“Heh, from that reaction, do you think your eyeballs have ever been burned?”
The eyeball contains a large amount of water.
Therefore, when the eyeballs are burned, the moisture evaporates and shrinks, and at this time, it is better to die.
I’ve only heard of Azazel, but I’ve never actually played it, so I don’t know much about it.
Still, judging from the reaction of this demon, it must have been terrible.
She extinguished the flame with a flick of her index finger.
“It’s a joke. Such savagery is neither a hobby nor a taste.”
It’s barbaric.
The demon man was absurd.
The girl who skewered her men and stuck her ice spears into her own limbs would have to say something.
He could not have imagined that his situation would end well.
A witch who lacks hesitation in killing.
So I couldn’t understand
When such a witch helps someone, it is usually only when mutual interests coincide.
But wouldn’t she be able to offer the prince’s doppelgänger an offer that would satisfy such a monstrous woman?
“Why is a bitch like you helping the prince’s doppelganger?”
The demon should not have asked that question.
Clever Azazel has figured out where the ‘Prince’s doppelgänger’ comes from because of her just words.
“Huh, was that what happened there? She somehow thought that, unlike the old royals, she had many questions…”
The demon realized her mistake and shut her mouth, but the clue was already presented.
Azazel smiled like the petals of a spring day.
“Don’t blame yourself for making a mistake. It’s a matter for you to find out anyway, whether you say it or not.”
“… Heh, you’re confident.”
“Yes, yes, I will ask your brain directly about the next story.”
Azazel’s small hand touches her demon’s forehead.
To peek into her other’s memories, she had to make contact in her head close to her brain, then release her mana from there.
The moment she used the magic to read her memories, her demons laughed at her conversion.
“You were conceited, stupid bitch.”
“You’ll listen to the nonsense later, okay?”
Kiyiing!
Azazel’s head whined.
‘Reverse calculation?’
It’s not an inverse.
Even if it’s fast, it’s too fast.
Was it a number that was expected to be read from the beginning?
His body turned red like hot iron.
“You and I will die!”
A huge explosion occurred.
* * *
Koo Goo Goo.
Vibration rang.
Leon opened his eyes.
If only today had passed, I would have been able to send Edelis safely.
I don’t think it was a dramatic attack.
He got up and touched Edelis’ cheek.
“I wanted to at least see the moment when the wonder awakens.”
Even the sky doesn’t care
Is it because you don’t believe in God?
If so, it could not have been a small god.
“How are you watching? Do you enjoy Quan Yin?”
Leon’s words echoed with a profound reverberation as if echoing from the basement.
-Guests always need the owner’s permission.
“Come in. The door is locked, but you cannot come in.”
– Thank you for allowing me, child.
The door opened, and a boy in a skimpy tailcoat and black cape entered.
He was a handsome boy with curly golden hair and red eyes.
I thought he was an old man, but he appeared unexpectedly.
Leon continued without embarrassment.
“Say everything. I wonder what the nobility of the night is like.”
Nobility of the night.
It was a slang term for demons.
-You’re quick-witted.
Leon tapped his ear.
“It’s funny how you talk about how quick you are when you don’t intend to hide it.”
-You know I didn’t mean that.
Leon stopped talking and looked at the boy.
Every know
Leon knew at a glance that this man was the person who created him.
He felt something stir in his chest.
Would you say this is a fateful encounter?
“I thought you would come someday. I just didn’t know it would be now.”
-Did you need an ending?
Leon looked at Edelis, whose eyes were closed.
If the end had been given, there would have been more lingering feelings.
“Not really. By the way, may I ask what your name is?”
-Are you curious?
“It is not natural for children to be curious about their parents’ names.”
The boy burst into laughter.
-Pass. That’s my name
“It is a lie.”
-What do you think?
“I feel it.”
At that, the boy laughed out louder.
It was good to see it as a chest.
-I never thought that a lie would be caught by a being who couldn’t even live for a century at most! Even to the one I made up! The reason is also a spectacle, persimmon? Persimmon? Ahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
What is so delightful
The boy laughed for a long time.
Then, suddenly, the laughter stopped.
-The curse seems to have weakened.
The boy spilled Edelis.
Leon became anxious.
Somehow, I’m afraid this existence will harm her.
So she responded quickly.
“I asked the priest. She couldn’t let her die.”
-It wouldn’t have been easy as a priest, but it seems like they hired a competent person.
“Are you offended?”
-Is there anything unpleasant about it? Originally, it was a curse that you had to bear.
Silence passed.
“… What do you plan to do?”
– Confusion, destruction, destruction. I intend to do everything that causes this.
It was just a line from a banal villain.
Leon swallowed a laugh and asked back.
“Is that really all?”
-Only then will the stagnant time flow.
Stagnant time?
“… It’s an incomprehensible sound.”
– You don’t have to know. There’s nothing good about finding out. I’m going to stop whining like this and make a suggestion that you’ll find appealing. How about that?
“Proposal?”
-Don’t you want to be real, Leon de Gallia?
The boy asks his doppelganger.
Don’t you want to be real?
