124 – Spirit World – (2)

“What do you say, spirit? Are you going in there? You want to kill the king?”

Yuria asked with a puzzled expression.

Seira, who had placed her hand on top of her head, shook Yuria’s head as if asking something out of the blue.

“Yes. There is no other way I can think of.”

“That makes no sense!”

“If you try it, you will understand.”

After Seira’s bomb declaration, everyone was clearly taken aback.

Especially Seneca, who was lying under her feet, was the most embarrassed.

She raised her head hastily and looked at Seira madly.

“Arch Mage, didn’t you just hit her head?”

“Huh?”

“The spirits who know the deepest part of the spirit realm are different from the small puppies that roam here? There are several top-level spirits that rival Denebris. No matter how archmage I am…….”

“You talk too much about prisoners.”

Puck.

Saira kicked Seneca in the nose.

“I know. Do you know that I didn’t study either? Have you been flogged since she was suckling and had scabs in her ears?”

“Huh. Then why…….”

Seneca made her nose bleed, but she didn’t understand.

Of course not. Not even half of the people in this place could understand Seira’s motives.

No, I don’t think there is one.

“What do you know? I don’t think about each one, that kind of thing.”

After answering that, Seira hugged Yuria, who was struggling, and she grinned.

“It’s just that I can’t see my cute pet being sad. I’ve been watching Lautrec since I was a kid. I’ve heard it before.”

“I am not a pet…….”

“Huh? So, do you want to play with it?”

“I’ll take a pet… ….”

“Right.”

Seneca, who was watching such a silly conversation, looked at me as if I was dumbfounded.

Seeing her eyes asking for an explanation, I also shrugged her hands.

“Well, that’s it.”

“You guys are going to die early. It’s the worst.”

“…… Don’t deny it.”

Well, let alone Yuria or Lyncia, I am the same.

Considering the original work, Seneca was absolutely right.

“Then shall we begin? Guide me, b*tch.”

Saira pulled Seneca by the hair.

She contorted her face in her pain, but kept her words straight.

“You guys will definitely die.”

“People don’t die that easily.”

Seira stopped her steps and brought her to eye level with Seneca.

“Besides, do I look like someone who would jump right in without thinking about it?”

“… ….”

Seneca was a face with many words to say.

“Unlike you, I have my own thoughts.”

And.

A terrifying roar rang before Seira finished her words.

Then, dozens of beams of light that looked like huge meteors from beyond the horizon crossed the night sky and pierced Denebris’s body, which was hovering in the sky.

“Gwoaaa!”

Even the highest ranking spirits in the world seemed unable to withstand such an attack, so they slowed down.

Then another huge fireball flew from all directions. Along with the binge drinking, the son-in-law is engulfed in fire.

Even though it was an explosion that occurred far away, the heat was enough to make one’s face feel hot.

“…… Fried, that.”

“It seems to be supported by wizards.”

“I don’t know…… Something pretty.”

It looks like fireworks in the middle of the night.

Forgetting the urgency of the situation, we watched the beautifully embroidered fireworks in a daze.

Meanwhile, Seira said to Seneca, who lost her speech.

“My old father is not one to watch this.”

“… ….”

“Although he has a bit of an eccentric personality, he is a person with one ability that kills.”

Seira winked at one of her eyes.

“Let’s go, there is no time.”

We went that way to the gate.

According to Seira’s words, it seemed that he had sent a separate magical message to the Golden Duke.

“If you go in first and mess around, other wizards will come in to help.”

It must be because she is like that.

Golden Grand Duke is also an Archmage. The other Mage Masters must have had as much skill as Sinclair.

If it were them, they would be able to deal with this division with difficulty.

Soon we hurried our steps and approached right in front of the gate.

Under my feet, there was a gap through which dark smoke flowed.

The passage of the gate was as wide as my height.

This is the ‘door’ that leads to the deepest part of the spirit realm.

“That…… Is it okay to go in?”

“…… Well, I’ve never been into a guy that looks like this.”

A visual that looks dangerous even at a glance.

This doesn’t look like a passage made for people to enter, no matter how you look at it?

Nervous, Lincia grabbed my sleeve. It was as if he was seeing the nudibranch that he had been led by his older sister’s hand when he was young.

“Lyncia.”

“…… Yes.”

“It might be dangerous, so why don’t you get the protection of the Golden Duke’s army first?”

It is safe to say that now that Wig is dead, there is no means that Lyncia can mobilize.

Even beyond that door, the highest ranking spirits of the Denebris class, Phedras, the apostle of the abyss, and the ruler of a world, the spirit king, will stand firm.

That’s why it will be more dangerous than any crisis Lynthia has ever experienced.

But she shook her head at her single knife.

“No. I’ll go too. Before you came, we promised that we would.”

“However, things have changed a lot. It would be really dangerous in this room.”

“Is there anything I can do?”

Lyncia looked up at me and grinned.

“If anything, I’ll apply you blood. This time, it’s good.”

“Lyncia, don’t say that kind of thing casually.”

“Then, please don’t tell me to fall for me too, Fried.”

“… ….”

“Besides, I, Archduke Liantur, don’t like him.”

“hahahaha… ….”

Well, since I was shut out of the door like that, it’s understandable that I’m reluctant.

“Above all, it looks safer next to Freed than there… ….”

“Yes?”

“There is such a thing.”

Lynxia muttered that and then hugged her as if she were wrapping my arms around her.

Seira saw that and blew her whistle, and Yuria, who was caught by her, clicked her tongue in amazement.

“Worst. The quality of salting.”

“…… Noisy.”

*

“Lord Lautrec, you seem to be in very bad shape.”

On the other hand, the drawing room of the Imperial Palace. Mi Tern Harzfeld, a handsomely bearded middle-aged man sitting at the end of the long table, said, tipping her glass.

Lautrec, sitting on the corner of the hallway, sweated profusely and waved his hand.

“I’m fine though. It’s just that Sylphy’s condition is not serious.”

“Hmm.”

“It was fine until recently, but it is suddenly going from bad to worse.”

Hatzfeld looked at Lautrec with a worried expression.

He was stroking Sylphy, who was sitting on top of his sword, sitting down in a chair. Sylphy, who had been dyed black, was breathing heavily and surrendering herself to Lautrec’s touch.

Eina approached him with a worried face and tried to stroke her sylphy, but her hand, which had little affinity with spirits, only touched the air.

“… ….”

Eina put on a disappointed expression, as if that was a bad feeling.

“Sir Eina, stop. Isn’t Sir Lautrec having a hard time?”

Finally, after Hartzfeld’s call, Eina put her pouting lips back together.

Only then did Harzfeld turn around and pick up the bottle.

Then he poured a glass for the aged old knight, Yuriard Elbaek, who was sitting across from him.

“Drink for now, Uriad.”

“Sorry. I’m on a mission so I can’t drink alcohol.”

“Hmm.”

Hartzfeld raised an eyebrow at his stubborn attitude.

Before long, Hartzfeld turned his head and confirmed that the blond female knight, Milia Lian Tour, was standing upright on one side of the parlor.

“Hey, Uriad.”

“Yes. Is there a problem.”

“Isn’t the cost a bit high?”

“…… I’m not quite sure what that means.”

Yuri Erd raised his head slightly.

Hartzfeld sighed and held the fork in front of his chest, telling him not to flinch.

“How long have I seen you, Uriad?”

“Looks like thirty years.”

“Then I don’t understand the ulterior motive of the snarky old woman?”

“… ….”

After a while, Harzfeld continued.

“How can the three Guardian Knights, who are the heart of the Royal Guard, have to stick together in the living room next to the grand duchess sipping drinks instead of escorting His Majesty, which is the most important factor?”

Saying that, Harzfeld pointed at Milia who was standing upright.

Milia gave her a small hiccup when her eyes met.

“Has it been about a week since His Majesty has been confined?”

“Yes. Lucy, her maid, is taking care of her, as she seems to have suffered from a terrible body ailment.”

Ignoring Yuriard’s explanation, Harzfeld continued.

“And, it has been only about a week since Fried Iscobal left the capital in the name of being dispatched.”

“… ….”

“Sir Eina, don’t you think it’s quite strange?”

I asked Eina, but she tilted her head and just chewed the bread.

“I guess I shouldn’t talk.”

Harzfeld, who was holding his head, immediately looked at Yuriad.

“So, tell me the truth. Aren’t all the people in this room trustworthy anyway?”

“… ….”

“It’s been decades since we’ve been close friends, and it’s a pity that you haven’t tipped off such a secret operation.”

Eina nodded her head vigorously.

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In the end, Yuri Erd had no choice but to sigh and confess his circumstances.

“As expected, the Archduke will not be able to withstand it.”

“That’s because you, Yuriad, are too soft.”

It was at that time that Uriard was about to tell the story out of desperation.

I wondered if the sound of footsteps in the hallway outside was getting closer, and then a soldier opened the door and stepped into the drawing room.

“This is a big deal!”

“What is it?”

The soldier gasped for breath and continued in a stutter.

“That, that…… In Highlings…… Appeared!”

“… ….”

The moment the soldier spoke the word High Linx, everyone present stiffened their faces.

Exactly, except for Eina.

“What appeared in High Linx?”

“…… Heh, Whoop. It’s a dragon. I just received a report of a dragon appearing…… I received it from the Grand Duke of Gold.”

“Dragon?”

“I am an apostle! It is the work of the Church!”

“… ….”

Uriard sighed heavily.

Now, it seemed wrong to hide it.

“*Mush*.”

In the chilly silence, only the sound of Eina chewing her bread could be heard quietly.