Chapter 108 : Chapter 108

Chapter 108 - The Young Daughters' Night Raid

The 10 minutes that must have been a nightmare for the Butler were over.

After 4 minutes of running, he was finally caught and had his horns and head touched for 6 minutes.

The gesture of stroking his horns was filled with constant admiration.

“Wow. These are real demon horns. Oppa. Can I take a little piece? For research.”

“Not until I’m dead!”

“Ooh. When are you dying?”

“I’ll die later than you!”

“If you ever feel like dying, come to me. I’m an expert at killing painlessly, you know?”

“Kaak, ptui!”

He threw a fireball mixed with saliva from his mouth.

It was a clear expression of refusal, but to a sorcerer who had surpassed the advanced level, it was new research material.

“Ooh! Can you give me a little more?”

Fleeing from the madman who was trying to collect the spit burning with purple fire in a flask.

“Y-Young Master…!”

The Butler hid behind the legs of the highest-ranking person here.

“Ten minutes have passed. Stop bothering him now.”

“What, what! The Young Master was the one who let that ghost in?”

“There were adult circumstances.”

Publicly, a 10-year-old talking about adult circumstances.

What on earth could that be?

“I hate you, Young Master! I’m going to the Head Maid-nim!”

Hmm, hmm.

That was an even worse choice.

“She’s much more sinister than me. The Head Maid tells some old man all about our private lives.”

“…!!”

On that day, the Butler’s world collapsed.

Stunned by the shock, he, the only one left who was easy to deal with.

“I should go to the porter….”

He went to Lubosch, who was in the middle of a major cleanup disguised as a mission with the wooden doll maid corps again today.

His retreating back left an even more bitter taste in the mouths of those watching.

Because Lubosch was also an agent of the Intelligence Department.

“Did I tell the kid too much?”

Devils are simple, and they are a pure race that doesn't know how to deceive each other.

“Still, to grow. It must be a wound he has to overcome and stand up from.”

“…He's a Marquis of the demon world. Why are you talking like you're raising a child?”

“He's a guy who was trapped for centuries after coming here just by seeing the food prepared by worshippers.”

“Ah….”

“He’s fragile. Very.”

“…A picky oppa.”

I decided to soothe the Butler’s hurt heart a little later.

“We should depart separately.”

“Phew, alright. Let's go. I have to keep my word.”

“How are you planning to go?”

“The same way I came. Before that, just a moment.”

Hulleong.

The fluttering and rustling white top flew through the air.

The same went for the wide-legged bottoms that were just loosely tied at the waist.

“…Give me a warning before you take them off.”

I turned my back.

My teacher, however, giggled at the back of her disciple's head.

“What's the point of being formal in front of a ten-year-old brat?”

She, dressed in the uniform she had worn when she first arrived.

As the Family Head's trusted aide, she didn't reveal her affiliation, but still, clothes make the man.

“I can’t recognize you. Who is this?”

“My name is Ransis, Young Master.”

“……”

My teacher, whose speech and personality changed as if wearing a mask depending on her clothes.

It gave me chills in a different way from the Butler.

But in her elegant and neatly bowed body, there was not a single trace of unnaturalness.

“I am the Family Head’s messenger. I am currently tasked with the glorious job of conveying his words, but I have been cleaning the residences of the bloodkin since I was five.”

Her graceful voice was the same as her gestures.

Since the messenger lowered her head first, the Youngest Son also had to lower his speech.

“…Are you a dual personality?”

Hoho.

Like a noble lady who couldn't laugh.

Ransis, wearing black silk gloves, covered her mouth and smiled shyly.

And then she started to lean her body towards me slightly.

“Hey. Play along.”

The voice, which had been as clear as the sound of rolling pearls, was transformed into something from a Stygian boatman.

It was definitely my teacher.

“…Guide me.”

“Yes. Then please hold my hand for a moment.”

A slender, gloved hand and a pale hand touched.

The first to feel the abnormality was the spiritual body, the magic sword Enad.

[…This feeling.]

It was the feeling of the mindscape.

The sensation of various things that had been binding the spiritual body being released was also transmitted to Ransis.

“You’re carrying something interesting, Young Master.”

“It’s a long story.”

“It’s alright. It’s not strange for a magic sword to be where a demon is.”

Ransis’s feet, as she spoke, began to move backwards slightly.

A slow backpedaling.

Her body, moving backwards as if an invisible boundary line had been drawn, began to fade away at some point.

“Follow me in. Don’t let go of my hand. If you get lost in the spiritual dimension, there’s no solution.”

“……”

“You don’t have to hold your breath.”

I knew, but my body tensed as if facing cold water.

It was felt as a faint tremor at the fingertips touching the glove.

My teacher smiled softly.

“You don’t need to be nervous. Inhale and exhale, little by little. Relaxed. At ease. You just need to hold my hand.”

One. Two.

Seureureureuk─

I crossed the dimensional boundary with Ransis.

An efficiency and performance incomparable to spiritualization.

To put it simply, a ghost is not fixed to the horizontal coordinate system.

In the space called the spiritual dimension, I flew with an ever-increasing acceleration without resistance.

[…What is this floating sensation? Was I able to feel something like this?]

It was a strange experience even for Enad, who was close to a ghost as a spiritual body.

A somehow cold world.

Ghosts gathered like schools of fish formed the shape of sheep clouds.

This place, which seemed to be filled with pure white mist, was inhabited by turbid ghosts.

The two, or rather three, strangers flew through the air, connected by their hands and forearms.

Had a minute passed in perceived time?

Kuuung─

My body, which had been wandering the deep sea, suddenly stepped on the ground.

A very familiar scene, unlike the spiritual dimension a moment ago.

It was the Demon Head Palace in the Mind Demon.

The Youngest Son, holding Ransis’s hand, arrived in front of the giant skull.

“We arrived faster than I thought, didn't we?”

It was true.

Even flying on a griffin couldn't be this fast.

Furthermore, I couldn't fly over the Mind Demon so fearlessly.

No one but Ransis, in her capacity as a messenger, could have come to the front of the Demon Head Palace in one go.

Even playing as the Second and Third Daughters, the pinnacle of Spirit Sorcery, would require an investment of time to reach such a state.

To go beyond spiritualizing a part of the body and throw oneself into the spiritual dimension.

“Impressive.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

“To the point where I want to try it someday.”

Ransis showed a deep smile, enough to form dimples.

“It might be possible for you, Young Master. Shall we go, then? The Family Head is waiting.”

The Youngest Son followed the messenger and entered the palace.

The interior was full of bookshelves crammed in like the folds of a brain.

Some books flew like birds.

Here, it was easy to get lost if you looked away.

The messenger walked without hesitation and faced the long corridor she had seen before.

“Now, we will see the Family Head. Please follow me carefully.”

The teacher who had smiled and told me to relax even when stepping into a dimension filled with spirits.

“……”

She unknowingly let out a faint breath and collected her breathing.

She added to be careful.

Because losing one’s words and thoughts in there was more serious than getting lost in the spiritual dimension.

“I’m going.”

“Yes.”

But the Youngest Son’s eyes were instead flat.

His body was also relaxed without any particular stiffness.

With the nervous messenger in front.

The Youngest Son crossed the only door in the Demon Head Palace.

….

[To request a private audience with me.]

As soon as I stepped in, I was engulfed in a darkness that filled every gap.

The voice that echoed within it continued as if it had been waiting.

[I hope it is an interesting story, Dante.]

Of course it is.

With the answer I had in my mind, I took out what I had in my bosom.

Seuk─

A reagent bottle the size of which would disappear if held in a fist.

The turbid, gray, viscous liquid inside.

“It’s a Dark Elixir.”

That was the name of the topic I brought today.

***

“Elder-nim. Your dedicated secretary, Jay─”

“Get out. I don’t need one.”

The first thing I did after being inaugurated as an Elder.

It was to be alone(?).

Life in the forest is lonely.

It got a little better with life in Hexa, but many people were still burdensome.

For half a day, I pulled my hat down further to avoid the various gazes staring at the new Elder.

After arriving at the residence provided to the Elder, I kicked everyone out.

A home is a place of rest where one shouldn't have to worry about anything but oneself.

“It’s finally quiet.”

The Forest Witch, who had obtained her third Hexa after the second, looked around the interior.

The previous resident's belongings were non-existent.

It was in a clean state with only the basic items, just as it was at the beginning.

“The Hall of Ten Demons. The natural yin energy is as good as Eclipse’s.”

In the first place, it was ridiculous that Eclipse’s natural yin energy could be compared to this place.

But the Forest Witch didn't know that.

The naturalist who had just come out of the forest found everything new and at the same time, everything was no big deal.

To get to the point.

Lores, who had become one of the Ten Demons, moved to the desk in the office.

A residence that was neither spacious nor cramped.

This place, which was like a villa, formed a small village with ten residences gathered together.

On the outside, it looked like a humble village where old people who had lived their lives gathered.

But if you looked inside, it was a monster's den that was not unworthy of the name, the Hall of Ten Demons.

“It’s a senior citizens’ center.”

Of course, it was a story that didn't resonate with the Forest Witch.

And something more eye-catching than the appearance of the center beyond the window was nearby.

“…To Lady Lorelin.”

Lorelin. My second cover identity.

There was a letter that had come for that second cover identity.

“It’s just a formality.”

The content was nothing special.

Highly praising your efforts and achievements, something, something, and looking forward to a good relationship in the future, something, something.

The dark green eyes that had been skimming over it gained strength from the next page.

“The handwriting is different. The paper is different too.”

It meant a letter inserted by someone else.

The writer of that letter was saying.

[As soon as you read this. I hope you will come find me in the gray flower garden of the Hall of Ten Demons. I will be waiting.]

─Graham Docs─

Right now?

“It’s a bit of a hassle.”

I had just arrived at the residence and hadn't even unpacked.

Of course, my luggage was only a hat and a spare hat.

“It smells too business-like, I don’t like it.”

It wasn't nature-friendly at all.

So, I just had to make it friendly.

Making vines and branches grow and trees sprout was easier than blowing my nose.

“Before my meeting with that old man, the President didn't say anything special either. I can rest a little, right?”

Hadn't I been doing nothing but the potion business in Hexa without rest recently?

“Jubel also said that the profits are stabilizing.”

Udeudeudeuk─

Elder Lorelin entered a remodeling phase for her third Hexa for a while.

Meanwhile.

“Hmm. It should be about time for her to have seen the letter.”

Graham Docs, the Vice-Patriarch of the Dark Wheel.

The strongest Elder of the Hall of Ten Demons had to endure a slightly long wait.

***

As the sun was setting.

As that fake-looking sun fell and the moon poked out its crown.

The Gatekeeper’s shift ended as usual.

“Good work. Here’s some liquor I received from Jubel-nim.”

“I’ll drink it well.”

“See you tomorrow.”

Words that automatically made me click my tongue.

I frowned inside my helmet.

“…Don’t ruin the taste of the liquor.”

“Then.”

The only bottle of liquor allowed per day was the one received from the Head Maid.

He, who had set up his residence in the outskirts where there were few people, went home with just one bottle as always.

He took off his helmet and surcoat and released the strength from his body, which he habitually held.

If he sat down in a chair with the one bottle of liquor and some snacks he had prepared in advance.

“I was just about to be relieved of all my fatigue.”

Someone came to visit at the time when the Domain of Eclipse was closing its gates.

A release of magic power that had no qualms about announcing itself.

In other words.

“I hate uninvited guests because they’re uninvited guests.”

To a person whose job was to open the door and receive guests, an uninvited guest was a worse enemy than a traitor.

“You’d better hope you’re a bloodkin.”

Otherwise, I felt like I would hit whoever was standing there.

I put on my helmet and picked up the single-edged greatsword that had been stuck in a corner of the house.

The thing covered in human bones had a ominous shape, but it wasn't a magic sword.

Rather, it was the best famous sword in Eclipse.

The Gatekeeper, with such a blade in front of him, jumped like he was flying and climbed the castle wall.

He confirmed the faces of the uninvited guests.

“……”

He quietly opened the castle gate.

“Please come in, Second Daughter-nim, Third Daughter-nim.”

The person showing respect was two, but the feet crossing the castle wall were only one pair.

Since the other one was hanging on top of that one pair.

The one hanging, the Second Daughter, looked back at the Gatekeeper.

“A masterpiece that is hard to believe is under the command of the youngest.”

An out-of-the-blue compliment.

A compliment received after a long time.

In fact, it was a compliment he deserved, but it was a precious treatment he had received after a very long time.

“…You praise me too much.”

He desperately pulled down the corners of his mouth that were trying to reach his earlobes and feigned humility.

But it was after that that he raised his single-edged greatsword.

Kwaaaaaang─!!

The sword face raised by instinct, the bare foot of the Third Daughter that kicked the sword face.

His body, which had stopped only after breaking a long stretch of the paved ground, did not bleed a single drop.

He was indeed strong.

“I was disappointed that the youngest wasn't here when I arrived.”

Seueuk─

The long leg of the Third Daughter rose once more.

“You’re good enough to kill time with until Dante arrives.”

After the declaration-like words of the one hanging.

Huuuuuk─!!

The tip of the supporter’s foot stabbed forward like a spear.

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