77 – Long Day, Long Night (2)

My lady seemed to have changed a lot.

If it was like before, you would blush just by making eye contact, but how on earth did this happen?

To be honest, I was very embarrassed. I didn’t know the second one would be like this,

Because it was much faster than I thought. Even at the beginning, honestly, isn’t it hard to see that I took the lead?

In a way, you could say that she was beaten by her.

So let me explain my feelings now.

…Honestly, I was very embarrassed. As much as I think it’s probably the first time I’ve felt this kind of feeling since I was born.

I never thought I would get beaten by Irene. I couldn’t help but be surprised by the change of Irene, who thought I would only be teased forever.

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“Ha.”

Sweeps her face down. Quite a bit of time had passed, but her face was still hot from the vivid touch.

It was not easy to make eye contact. Did she finally get back her karma that used to make fun of her?

As she let out a sigh, she raised her head again and looked at Irene.

“I am embarrassed.”

“Is that so, I’m glad.”

“…Are you aiming?”

“Do you want to do it again next time?”

I laughed out loud at the light smile. It was a cold gaze until just now, but

It was very natural that he changed as if he were seeing a completely different person.

Perhaps I was aiming to panic. She didn’t even try to hide the glimpse of joy in her eyes.

Because it’s Irene’s elated appearance, you won’t see anything like this a few times… It wouldn’t be bad to just let it go for once.

I was quite taken aback by Irene’s behavior, but I didn’t mean to continue to be ashamed of it.

After staring at her empty space for a moment and controlling her emotions, she looked at her desk again and opened her mouth.

What came into my field of vision was a familiar sentence placed on the desk.

A crest seen in the county of Kassim. As she pointed her finger at the sentence, her hammer hitting the anvil, Irene nodded her head in response.

“I have a letter from Count Kassim. The artifact has been completed.”

“It’s only been a month now, so the timing is right.”

“…However, there is no written instructions on how to use it. Artifacts are not enclosed. I guess I’ll have to go and get it myself.”

“Is that so?”

Since she meant to go with me, I nodded her head saying yes.

Anyway, it seemed that the end of this leisurely daily life was in sight.

Roman, Roman. It wasn’t going to be easy.

Maybe the most hurt I’ve ever been in a fight.

I just hoped that there would be no effect on Irene.

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This time she went all the way to the Countess of Kassim, but she didn’t even have to take her carriage.

Count Kasim was in the ecliptic, and if it was the ecliptic, you could use the gate.

The prince was quite friendly to me, so he allowed me to use the gate without hesitation.

Count Kassim, whom I met again, looked quite drawn. What the hell happened in a month

He looked like a poor gnome, with all the muscles that used to fill his petite body gone.

“Huh, I’m sorry I showed you this. My friend told me that I look like a gnome. Damn it.”

“…It’s a lot of trouble.”

She even said that to Irene, who doesn’t easily talk about her worries to others.

Isn’t his appearance quite serious no matter who sees it?

He had been criticizing the gnomes for a while, but he soon caught his breath and corrected his posture.

“Well, I guess I really hate gnomes. Sorry.”

“It’s okay. Gnomes are…a nuisance anyway.”

It was an open fact that the relationship between dwarves and gnomes was not good.

Dwarves, a subterranean race that lives by digging holes in the ground, and gnomes born with the energy of the land.

Wouldn’t it be more strange that a Dwarf, whose main job is blacksmithing, and a Gnome, whose main job is mechanical engineering, are on good terms?

With that, Count Kassim’s grumbling stopped, and eventually he took out the artifact we had been waiting for in his arms.

I thought it would be something very fancy, but unexpectedly, what he took out was a simple hand mirror.

“A hand mirror?”

When Irene asked, Count Kasim chuckled and nodded.

“The mirror is right. On the surface, it’s the kind of mirror that anyone should carry around at least one.”

“From the looks of it, that means this is an artifact.”

“An artifact that can only be discerned by those with the energy of black magic.”

Only those with the energy of black magic can distinguish it,

I tilted my head for a while at those words. He twitched the corner of his mouth at the thought that came to him.

If it wasn’t for Count Kassim, he wouldn’t have even thought of taking advantage of that.

“All warlocks are related to shadows or darkness. They basically block out light, so it’s hard to capture them easily. If you are not a person who handles mana properly, it will be quite difficult to even distinguish them with the naked eye.”

“Definitely.”

As I muttered, Count Kassim, nodding his head, continued his words.

As he said, the black magician’s characteristic was definitely darkness. Light and polarity,

Just as it was in conflict with the mana I dealt with, black magic was completely opposite to light.

So, that meant they couldn’t enjoy the benefits of the light.

“A mirror is a tool that shows us the shape reflected by light. So, warlocks who do not benefit from the light cannot see themselves in the mirror.”

“…But if that’s the case, wouldn’t the warlocks be so active?”

You’re right, but warlocks aren’t fools.

They also knew very well that they couldn’t see themselves in the mirror,

Perhaps that artifact…Destroys the magic that warlocks usually cast on themselves.

“The appearances of warlocks can be easily reflected in a mirror. Of course, it’s because of the magic they’re casting, but there’s one thing that doesn’t reflect them.”

“…Water.”

When I remembered what was not reflected in the water, Count Kasim tapped the mirror with his finger.

A mirror that creates ripples like water splashing whenever you touch it with your hand.

I never imagined that something like this could be reproduced with technology.

Anyway, the title of field chief among dwarves might be greater than I had imagined.

“You can also carry it. If you simply shine here, you can tell if the person is related to black magic. It’s normally frozen, but when heated it melts and can take effect.”

“Then how can I use this as evidence?”

“The warlock reflected in the mirror does not disappear on its own. If you hold it with its shape, it will remain as it is in the frozen mirror.”

Wouldn’t it naturally melt at body temperature if you put it in your arms?

I have to think a little about the situation where I would naturally take out the hand mirror and reflect on him, but

Now, I thought that the long-awaited day would come true soon.

Roman, I’ve only encountered one Adele so far.

…I thought it was strange from the first time I saw it, but

I never thought we would end up fighting each other like this.

Maybe the instinctive disgust he felt was because he was a warlock.

Perhaps, if the subjugation started only this time, he would definitely come face to face with him.

In the original work, there was no such thing as subjugating Roman, but

How the hell did the original work go after Irene died?

I didn’t know what happened after that. Because I only read the part where Irene died and stopped.

She is the heroine. She would have lived well with the prince, but doubts arose as to whether she would have handled extinction well.

If Roman is not different from the novel, isn’t it that even after Irene’s death, Roman conspired with the warlock?

For now, let’s focus on the present. With that thought in mind, I followed Irene and got up.

Count Kasim looked at me and opened his mouth as he cleared his throat.

“I have something to say to the escort driver, could you please? Since it’s about Fried, I’d like to talk to him alone.”

It’s Fried out of nowhere, but his eyes are pretty serious. I looked at Irene and smiled lightly.

“Just a moment. Could you please wait a moment?”

“…Okay. I’ll be nearby, so come visit me when we’re done talking.”

She didn’t seem to like it, but she quietly withdrew as well.

However, my concentration was completely on the words that Count Kassim had uttered.

Freed, isn’t that a word that has been strangely on my nerves lately?

The seal that Berman dropped during the warlock subjugation last time was definitely Freed’s seal.

I’m sure it’s like the seal on the letter I received before.

I also checked the contents of the letter…But there was only one thing I could confirm in the letter.

The word engraved in that letter is a dragon word.

Why is there a word mixed in the letter asking how I’m doing?

Many questions came to mind, but the most important thing right now was Roman.

However, after dealing with Roman, it would probably be enough to find out about Fried.

As Irene disappeared, Count Cassim’s gaze turned to me in the silence.

As if thinking deeply about something, his sparkling eyes narrowed.

“The dragon blood has awakened.”

“…How do you know that?”

Azest was the only one I informed about it, so how could he know that?

As soon as I shot him, Count Kasim, who waved his hand, opened his mouth.

“Do I look like someone to investigate? I just heard from Lord Azest. It was I who first told you about dragon blood, so I happened to hear about it from him. Because he was of great help in making the artifact.”

“You mean Lord Azest?”

I didn’t expect him to help with the artifacts. Hey, he is the one with the deepest knowledge of magic in this empire, so it was only natural.

He also hates warlocks. As he nodded his head at those words, Count Kasim continued with a chuckle.

“If we use this this time…Then it will be an all-out war with Roman. Are you ready?”

“I have a lot of help from Sir Theorard. If we are going to fight the Duke of Roman… At least we have to be able to hold on.”

“It must be quite difficult. Although the Imperial Knights are said to be helping, Warlocks will not be able to judge a fight with just the knight’s level.”

That part was also something I was constantly thinking about.

Warlocks were not opponents that could be defeated simply by having a lot of numbers.

No matter how single the black magician is, it was perfect for mediocre skilled people to be manipulated as they were if they believed in numbers and attacked them.

The reason why I was able to face so many people in the battle against Maloric was,

It’s embarrassing to say it myself, but it was because all of them were at a level that I could handle alone.

If I had taken the knights of Julis there,

Rather, even the knights who were manipulated in reverse joined in, and I was in danger.

Even if the Dragon Blood had awakened there, he wouldn’t have been able to stay this way.

In that sense, the Roman subjugation was fraught with many risk factors.

It was unknown how many Roman black magicians existed. I don’t know if some of them are mixed,

If Roman were all warlocks… It could have been a tough fight that couldn’t be compared to the Maloric subjugation.

Perhaps all the vassals belonging to the Roman family are warlocks.

If that was the case, even assuming that Sir Theorard was on the line, the odds were hard to come by.

If I were the Master, it would have been a little easier, but unfortunately I couldn’t reach it close enough.

“The crown prince also seemed to have a lot of worries. Because subjugating Roman cannot be thought of as simply subjugating a warlock. I have to extract one of the three knights who protect the empire with my own hands, so the emperor is also rotting his head.”

“I understand. After all, Roman is one of the five major families and a blood relative of the founder.”

“And one of the reasons is that the subjugation war is unlikely to succeed even if it borrows the power of the imperial family.”

Low chance. I couldn’t deny that. However, what bothered me was Count Kassim’s way of speaking.

Isn’t it quite intrusive to say that there is no possibility at all, not just to say that the possibility is low?

As if to warn me, I met those eyes staring at me.

“Are there any snags?”

“…It will be difficult for Sir Theorard to use his strength in the warlock subjugation.”

“It can’t be. Isn’t he a master?”

“Unless you know, it is difficult for a normal master to use his power against a warlock. Especially if that warlock is the master.”

The name that immediately came to mind was Duke Roman.

If he was a warlock and at the same time a different master, then he had no other possibility.

I opened my eyes wide, and he opened his mouth, frowning.

“I have met Duke Roman before. That was before I heard anything about Roman.”

“You mean with Duke Roman?”

“It wasn’t a technical contract or anything like that, it was just his personal request. Please make me a sword. It was about four years ago.”

The more I listened to Count Kassim’s reminiscences, the more my face only deepened.

A sword of a different rank from his beloved sword ‘Balmung’.

Isn’t there only one reason to find a sword that is harder than the existing sword?

To go beyond the existing realm.

My head started to hurt. Because being close to a Master and being a Master are on a different level.

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I had to completely re-assume the level of his that I had thought so far.

But even so, if you don’t subjugate.

That could never have happened. I didn’t know what would happen if I left Roman alone like this.

If not now, maybe I won’t be able to touch Roman again.

“…That means I’m the only one.”

Even the master Sir Theorard has difficulties when dealing with warlocks.

Can he face the Master? No, there was a greater chance that he would be overwhelmed by Duke Roman.

If you only count the odds against Duke Roman, I’d rather be bigger.

“It’s very dangerous. Maybe the subjugation will fail even if all the imperial knights come forward. Are you going to do it anyway?”

“There is no change in my opinion.”

I answered firmly. The warlock subjugation could not be stopped.

Irene has changed so much that she can no longer draw the future where she is executed as a wicked woman.

Her Even if the original protagonist reappears, it will not have any effect on her.

However, the existence of extinction was simply something that could not be observed.

As long as I had a sword, my sword had to cut the warlock.

The reason why the duke was cursed, and why warlocks keep appearing in Julis.

And, wasn’t the reason why Irene was executed in the first place was because she was suspected of treason after being entangled with the black magician?

I couldn’t get rid of the thought that the existence of extinction was watching Irene.

“Anyway…You seem to be serious. Is it because of the princess you serve?”

I have no choice but to be sincere. In the first place, the country has been like that since its existence.

From the moment she lived with the name Evan Fried, from the moment she decided to save Irene.

“Isn’t it the lady’s escort knight?”

At those words, Count Kassim looked at me blankly, then looked at me with a big smile.

His black eyes widened, and he stared at me, then opened his mouth again, touching his lips.

“Then I think I can help you.”

Completely different from the warnings you sent me just a moment ago,

His black eyes twinkled with strange confidence.

What is the reason for this sudden change in attitude?

However, when I saw something he took out of his arms, I had no choice but to open my mouth slightly at what he took out.

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