437. Secretary of the Immortal (10)
The road back from Furiano to Regina was long and tedious.
Rattling rattling.
Seongjin, who was shaking his body to the irregular vibrations of the wagon, raised his head for a moment and looked up at the open night sky.
The stars were blinking especially heavily today, and it seemed as if they were going to roll down like tears from the sky at any moment.
“new… Mores. Aren’t you hungry? “Try some of this.”
Owen handed me a small fish cake. It looks like he took some time to access Pangea Chronicle.
“You man, stop calling people strange names. “I’d rather just call myself a newbie.”
“huh? really?”
Owen’s face was pale.
“But is it still okay? “I’m comfortable with that, but I think other people might think it’s strange if they hear it.”
“What do you think? “It sounds much weirder if you stutter a beat every time you call me.”
“Is that so?”
Owen nodded in understanding, then glanced to the side and asked worriedly.
“But he’s a newbie.”
“huh?”
“Brother Masain, will you be okay?”
“… … .”
Seongjin briefly glanced at Masain, who was leaning against the corner of the carriage.
He got on the cart with a dazed look on his face and hadn’t woken up for several hours. He falls asleep alone, leaving the prince to be guarded, which is absolutely impossible considering Masain’s usual personality.
“It was a bit strange earlier. Maybe the guy who ran away from the sewer played a dirty trick on his brother. “It would be best to call the healing priests as soon as we get back to Regina.”
“hmm.”
“You can still see it now. It seems like I’m having a nightmare. What should I do? Should I give this limited edition eyepatch to my brother too?”
As Owen said, Masaine’s face was distorted, as if she was struggling with something even in her sleep.
But Seongjin thought for a moment and shook his head.
“no. “Leave the eyepatch alone.”
Somehow I feel like this isn’t just a nightmare. Moreover, now I have a feeling that it would be better not to defend against external mental interference.
“Well, don’t worry. “Lord Masaine will be fine when he wakes up after a nap.”
“Is that so?”
“huh.”
Seongjin calmly nodded, but his slightly nervous hands were fiddling with the devil’s lamp without realizing it.
Why not? According to the Demon King, it appears that it was Seongjin himself who actually caused Masain to fall into a deep sleep.
-Forget everything and just sleep, Sir Masaine. When you open your eyes later, you will forget all the bad things that bothered you.
After getting on the carriage, Seongjin tried to appease Masain by emphasizing that several times. Then, for some reason, he actually closed his eyes and fell asleep.
No, is it really right to just appease?
Seongjin still wasn’t sure. For some reason, the more I uttered each word to him, the more an uneasy feeling arose as if I was directly cursing a person.
And after a while, Seongjin was able to hear the answer from a third party.
[Wow, Seongjin Lee. This ignorant guy. Beating the soul itself with a curse and turning it into a groggy state. Thanks to this, it seems like the soul’s collapse has somehow stopped.]
According to the Demon King’s explanation, for some reason, Lord Masaine’s soul suddenly showed signs of rapid collapse.
And that period clearly coincides with the time when Seongjin suddenly showed symptoms similar to sleepwalking.
[Maybe that guy’s soul wasn’t that strong to begin with. That’s why it gets damaged so easily even with a small impact. Even now, the image of the soul has become quite blurry, so I think it will probably take quite a long time to recover, right?]
Seongjin thought as he hugged the lamp.
Well, could that be considered a small shock? Moreover, I have a feeling that it’s not just Lord Martha’s soul that has been affected.
[What’s wrong, Seongjin Lee?]
That’s because the light of the Demon King’s lamp also became dimmer than at first.
If we say that his flame is the materialization of his soul through the rules of the normal world, then that would mean that his soul also suffered a significant blow. I’m also a little concerned that I’ve been sobbing for an unusually long time.
[why? Why is your face like that?]
“never mind. Would you like some fish cakes too?”
[Fish cake? That delicious thing from earlier? huh! Give it to me!]
Grumble!
A piece of fish cake thrown into the lamp is engulfed in red flames and disappears in an instant.
“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk…” … .”
At that time, an unpleasant sound of laughter was heard from in front of the cart. It was Giacomo Milo, lying down with his entire body tied up.
“Kkkkkkkk. I saw. I have reached. The world will finally meet its true savior and be engulfed in the flames of divine purification. Hehehe.”
“… … .”
“Kkekeke, kekekeke!”
He is giggling, glaring at the floor of the old carriage with his strangely shiny eyes. For some reason, that side seems to be getting more and more strange compared to when we first met.
‘But it’s really amazing. Everyone got hit a little bit in that sewer-‘
Seongjin looked back with doubt. No matter how much you look at him, he looks like a very carefree chicken-haired bastard.
‘Why is Owen so fine?’
Then, while Owen swallows a mouthful of fishcake, he feels Seongjin’s gaze and turns around blankly.
“huh? why?”
At the same time, a small pendant swayed from the guy’s neck, emitting a bright red glow.
sparkle!
“… “No, nothing.”
“It’s nothing! What? huh? “You’re curious!”
“… … .”
“why? It’s a newbie. say it! huh? huh?”
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“… “It’s noisy, you idiot.”
Seongjin snapped and buried his face gloomily on the lamp.
I felt an unprecedented sense of helplessness. It feels like everything is going wrong. I feel like everything is a mess and it’s all my fault.
Sir Masain is clearly aware that he has had some harmful influence on the Demon King. But no matter how much I think about it, I can’t remember what it is, and I can’t even figure out how to solve this situation.
‘how… … .’
What on earth did ‘I’ believe in and brought things to this point?
Softly-!
It was right then. Something like a gentle breeze lightly brushed through my hair.
“… … !”
Seongjin was caught by a strong sense of déjà vu and quickly raised his head. Then, I watched in disbelief as the lines of agony disappeared from Sir Martha’s face in an instant, and a comfortable smile appeared on his face.
“uh… … .”
Masain wasn’t the only one who changed.
The minor scratches on the group’s mouth from rolling in the sewer disappeared, and even Giacomo Milo, who was suffering from erosion, looked much more at ease.
For a moment, I burst into tears and felt a surge of relief.
Well then! I knew this guy would be visiting soon!
After such a magical time had passed, Masain opened his eyes as if it were a lie.
“… Lowering?”
“Lord Martha!”
“older brother!”
Masain blinked a couple of times and stood up, turning his shoulders as if his posture was uncomfortable. Then he looked around him with a slightly embarrassed expression.
“this. Did I forget to protect you and sleep alone? “How did this happen?”
“… … .”
Seongjin asked with a slightly anxious face.
“Lord Masaine. “Don’t you remember anything that happened earlier?”
“yes? “What do you mean?”
Owen also joined in, looking puzzled.
“Besides, brother. It seemed like you were having nightmares ever since. Is that okay?”
“nightmare… … .”
Masain then looked at the two people in turn with eyes filled with pure doubt. It was clear eyes that did not contain the slightest lie.
“well? Now that I think about it, it seems like I had a bit of a strange dream, sir.”
It was a dream of me wandering around a sunny meadow alone… . Masain added and furrowed his brows.
“I don’t really remember, but I think I saw a strange colony of mushrooms spewing wind into the air. “It was truly a strange dream.”
* * *
Number 21, who was sleeping in his hiding place, woke up from his light sleep when he felt a faint sign of presence. She was now a very familiar figure to him.
When I opened the door and went in, I saw a homunculus sitting in a dark room, looking out the window.
“… your majesty.”
Seonghwang slowly turned his head.
Now that the cumbersome hood covering the head has been thrown away, the face of the homunculus, completely assimilated with the main body, is clearly revealed. This would be proof that Seonghwang stayed in the body of this doll for quite a long time.
“It is the middle of the night. How did you become a homunculus at a time like this?”
However, what came back to No. 21 was not an answer, but an absurd reprimand.
“… Why are you here? “I told Breman not to send you here if possible.”
“… … !”
No. 21 was in tears without even realizing it and listened to the argument.
“Yes, I also heard those instructions.”
“if… … .”
“But your Majesty’s informant is me! No matter how much your Majesty treats me like a brat, I am also an informant for Monkey Watchtower who has been given a number! But you didn’t let me follow you to Asin, and now you’re going to ostracize me even in the north?”
“I wasn’t bullying you, Enrique.”
“It’s number 21! And Your Majesty has clearly neglected me from my mission!”
“… … .”
Seonghwang stared at No. 21, who was grinning for a moment. And soon, when he seemed to calm down a little, he opened his mouth in a low voice.
“Enrique. Tomorrow at noon, I plan to change my route and visit one of the bases of the Freedom Underpass.”
“… … !”
Freedom Underpass. Upon hearing those words, No. 21’s face hardens horribly.
Seonghwang, who witnessed the dramatic change, let out a small sigh.
“Take a look at one. “You are not ready to meet him yet.”
“I am… … .”
Number 21 did not have an easy answer.
In the Freedom Underpass, in the base of the Blue Republican Revolutionary Front, there was still a strong connection from childhood that No. 21 did not want to face.
“If you show your face there, he will definitely know you.”
“… … .”
“What can you do? How about going back to the ecliptic even now?”
“yes?”
“It is enough to have taken care of the group like this. “I think I can lead them on my own from now on.”
Number 21 felt his anger, which had barely subsided, welling up again.
He also knew that Seonghwang was considerate of him. I knew that, but there was nothing I could do to be so upset about the untimely suggestion.
“That is none of your concern, Your Majesty. “Other than meeting that guy, it’s up to me to decide.”
“Enrique.”
“It’s number 21! And you wonder how you can safely get out of there! “In the Freedom Underpass, there will be only people who want to grind you!”
“… … .”
“Isn’t that the last homunculus now, other than being bound to Asean? “If you lose that precious doll, what are you going to do from now on, meddling here and there?”
Number 21 threatened in a profane manner that he would not normally dare to attempt.
“So, tomorrow, it would be best for you to calmly receive my escort without any unnecessary interference!”
bang!
As No. 21 nervously closed the door and left, Seonghwang thought with an embarrassed expression.
… It’s really not easy to deal with children who are in the prime of their rebellion.
* * *
[…] Are you gone?]
[It has disappeared.]
[Right.]
In response to Martha’s affirmation, Belinda, who was hiding behind an old tombstone, carefully raised her spirit.
Even after the bright light that had covered the realm of rest for a while disappeared, they were unable to hastily raise their souls for a while.
A light full of pure healing and divinity. It could not help but be extremely threatening to dark(?) souls like themselves.
[Still, there is no need to be so afraid of that light. Because my soul was saved by that person.]
Martha’s spirit spoke hesitantly.
[On the day I died, he was the one who personally took my soul and brought it here.]
Belinda also nodded.
[Well, it didn’t seem like he wanted to harm the owner that much-]
But their conversation did not continue any further. This is because for a moment, a terrible return enveloped the area of rest.
Keeeeeeee!
The black-robed priest, Hayes, cries out, shedding black tears of blood.
I usually thought of him as a pretty gentle soul, but the more I got to know him, the more dramatic changes I could have imagined.
[Why are you all saying such nonsense! He is the spirit of Seonghwang, the guardian of Delcross and our hated enemy! The kind-hearted master is now being thoroughly deceived by him!]
Then this time Belinda got angry.
[What blasphemous words! The master of the great soul will never fall for anyone’s trick!]
Then Hayes glared at Belinda with burning eyes.
[How long have you known that your thing has been serving its master? The master’s first servant is, after all, this Haze!]
Kwaaaaang!
Two powerful souls clash fiercely.
The realm of rest that had been immersed in silence was suddenly engulfed in strong vibrations. Fragile corpses flew here and there, and broken tombstones were scattered in all directions.
[Ah, those two, here we go again… … .]
Martha hid behind a large tombstone and sighed.
fantasy,
