Chapter 65 – 65. Griffin’s Ghost
“Have you come to save your younger brothers?”
Darius was at a loss as to what answer to give to Archmage Rockpelican’s question.
Should you keep your beliefs, or should you come up with excuses mixed with lies?
To be honest, my mind was leaning towards the latter, but my mouth was not.
“yes.”
This is a situation where he has literally admitted to committing treason. Even after saying his words, Darius blamed his own foolishness, but Rock Pelican instead laughed and seemed satisfied.
“I like the confidence itself. It resembles your father, Damos, who was a giant in the north.”
Slurp.
When Rockpelican lowered his staff, Darius barely fell off the wall, coughing.
Outside the fence, the three musketeers were asking if they were okay, but they were in no position to answer.
“Are they the colleagues who came together? Good. “I’ll let you in for now.”
“yes?”
Darius could not understand this situation at all, but when Rockpelican motioned for him to do his job, Darius quietly fastened the rope.
The three musketeers quickly climbed over the fence and entered.
“omg?!”
“what?”
“Are you selling us out?!”
The three musketeers were taken aback and immediately tried to argue with Darius, but they only gaped like crucian carp and gave no other answer.
Because the Archmage’s magic blocked all their sounds. The sight of them screaming in response to an unexpected situation seemed like a kind of play.
Rockpelican responded by gesturing to them as they became quiet.
“Follow me, I’ll send it to you two.”
* * *
King Orpheus was still sitting in the secret royal room, flipping through the journal.
His gloomy heart was fluttering and shaking violently like the candle in the candlestick next to him.
His bloodshot eyes, along with dark marks from the tears he shed several times while reading the journal containing the story starting from the roots of the Griffin royal family, represented his fatigue.
My heart trembled as I turned page after page, and a feeling of nausea filled me with guilt and disgust.
As a strong critic of the inhumane acts taking place in the Clark Republic.
In the end, it was a shame that it was just a dog covered in poop, barking in the same way.
It was shocking that they did not want it to be known that they were a country founded by warlocks, so they suppressed those same warlocks with the greatest severity.
Truly an abyss.
Even if you think it’s the worst, if you turn a few more pages, more devilish ideas quickly emerge.
However, one thing that I felt strongly was my obsession with being a royal.
Is it because I came from a warlock who was looked down on and looked down upon?
Or did the ambition and stubbornness for power run in his blood from birth?
A kind of ruin that remains even as time passes and the author changes. There was a strong feeling of giving everything to protecting the name of the royal family.
like.
‘Like my mother.’
The more I read, the more Orpheus reminds me of his mother who was overly obsessed with being a royal.
I was able to avoid being swayed by Rockpelican because I was educated by him, but in the case of my sister Eleanor, she was tormented to an extreme extent by her mother, Hyran.
Therefore, even though Orpheus and Eleanor were royals, they were very resistant to formal behavior.
“Whoa.”
My eyes sting from fatigue. Despite the crushing guilt, King Orpheus was slowly returning to his original self.
It was confusing, disgusting, and I hated it to the point of anger.
“Responsibility cannot be avoided.”
Yes, in the end, all of these responsibilities are an unavoidable task that must be shouldered by the current royal family.
“I’m sorry, Deius.”
He mumbles softly and apologizes to Deius, whom he imprisoned.
Even though he knew the whole truth, he kept his mouth shut until he was asked.
Even though he held the divine punishment that could destroy the Griffin Kingdom, he did not let go of it.
At the time, they arrested him in order to prevent him from joining, thinking that they had to protect the royal family first.
The more I thought about it, the more I thought he was truly a man worthy of being called a loyalist.
Orpheus woke up slowly.
Although it was late in the morning, I was planning to go now and order Deius to be released from his bonds.
bang!
The door suddenly closed violently.
Even though there is no wind to blow, the candle flame is blown out as if bitten on the back of the neck.
“hmm?”
The moment I wondered what the situation was, I condensed mana in my hand and shined a light.
[Foolish guy.]
A black face illuminated by light.
King Orpheus, who was startled, couldn’t even scream and took a step back.
The black face follows Orpheus as is.
The pale horns on the forehead looked like an immature devil, and the protruding teeth and fog-like body added to the ominous appearance.
[This is a dynasty that has taken a long time to build. You are trying to destroy it in just one day.]
“Yes, what are you!”
I was desperate so I waved my hand, but it just passed through and failed to provide any resistance.
A black face with a devil-like appearance opens its mouth. In contrast to the large mouth, the voice was low, like a whisper, and it felt as if dozens of bugs were entering my earholes.
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[Owner of this land.]
“… … what?”
The tone of the eerie voice conveying the secret changes. It belongs to a high-spirited yet nervous woman.
As well as.
The black face gradually began to take on a shape, and it was someone familiar to Orpheus.
“mother?”
The black face with the face of Hyran Luden Griffin chuckled and responded.
[I am your mother.]
This time it’s a different face.
His idol, a manly man with dark wrinkles.
[He is your father.]
The face changes again.
This time, it was something that was located quite deep in my memory.
[He is your great-grandfather.]
Next, it returned to its original black face. He declared that it was very natural.
[It is the griffin itself that has continued hundreds of histories.]
“you… … !”
A journal that looks like it was written by one person and is hundreds of years old.
An insane obsession with the royal family.
King Orpheus could tell right away.
This being is the culprit of everything.
He is the ancestor of the griffin with devilish thoughts.
[also.]
Wow.
A huge mouth opens.
Ugly teeth and a thick, greedy tongue swirl and extend towards Orpheus.
[Now it’s you.]
“… … !”
I tried to resist, but I couldn’t.
Orpheus was eaten by it and struggled several times as if in a fit of convulsions, but soon after, black smoke billowed from his entire body and he regained stability.
Then he suddenly stood up, cleared his throat, grinned, and said something.
“Where did the ghost crawl out from?”
[…] … !]
And I was watching this whole situation. Uniquely, the teacher spoke to the dark spirit who followed the disciple’s orders.
“The royal palace is not a place for evil spirits like you to come and go.”
When Orpheus stretched out his hand, intense mana was released and attempted to suffocate the dark spirit.
[What, what?!]
The dark spirit was also able to manage his own mana with the help of Deius, so he managed to defend himself and then escaped through the wall.
“Tsk.”
The resistance was stronger than expected, but it didn’t matter.
He was a dead person anyway.
Even if it returns to its owner, the result will be the same.
Quang!
“Whoa!”
Orpheus opens the door and comes outside and takes a deep breath. No matter how many times he tried it, this sense of being alive felt good.
Orpheus strides out to the left side of the hallway and into the garden outside the palace.
The soldiers standing guard saw him and immediately saluted him.
“Tell the Guard Captain, the Magic Judge, and the Archmage to enter the palace immediately.”
Orpheus said with a grin.
“Execute the execution of criminals who insult the royal family.”
* * *
“Wow, I thought I was going to die because it was so cold.”
Deia, who was shivering because it was so cold, was excited and fussed that clothes had finally arrived.
I handed him my jacket, but he looked cold because he was wearing pajamas.
“Turn your eyes away.”
The three musketeers from the scrap metal shop are staring intently at Deia, who is trying to change her clothes, and when they immediately warn her, she nods and lowers her head.
Where are you rolling your eyes so carelessly?
“Foot.”
Deia looks at me like that, smiles slightly as if she’s in a good mood, and heads to the corner of the prison.
“You can still see it like this? “Cover me.”
Deia, who was hiding behind me while pulling me, takes off her pajamas. Although it was a very unexpected situation, she straightened her shoulders as much as possible to cover up her sister’s naked body and looked at the three musketeers from the scrap metal dealer, the Archmage, Darius, and the scrap metal dealer who had come to make her face.
“I told you that I would definitely think about it.”
It’s not in my plans to make a fuss and escape alone when King Orpheus hasn’t responded yet.
When I spoke with a frown, Rock Pelican also just rolled his eyes and avoided answering.
In the case of Darius, I am grateful that he came to save me and Deia, but I am just watching as the situation turns strange.
As she was about to say something, Deia’s bare legs stuck out from the side. He stands on one foot, probably wearing pants, and leans his back against me.
“Know shame.”
A horse that was about to go to Darius and Rockpelican made a U-turn to Deia.
“hmm? “I don’t think that’s what you would say.”
“… … .”
“Try living together with two guys who aren’t like you. “It will all be similar.”
If you say that again, your mouth will be shut. Because only Deia knows that I am not the real Deius.
I would have to tell Darius later, but not now.
Anyway, Deia, fully clothed, pops out. Seeing that he even had a magic power gun hanging on his belt, it seems like he really risked his life when he came into Graypond.
I was going to tell them to return everything and wait again.
[Big, big, big trouble!]
The dark spirit who broke through the wall is making a fuss and shouting. She had entrusted her with the watchful eye of King Orpheus.
Seeing things like this, has the King decided something?
But the answer I received was beyond my imagination.
An evil spirit was hidden deep within the Griffin Kingdom and it took over the bodies of past kings.
And now he has taken Orpheus’ body.
It was so absurd, it was astounding.
‘This behind-the-scenes information was hidden?’
There was no content like this in the Retry game. But when I thought about it a little, it seemed like it was more accurate to say that I didn’t know.
‘It’s not like there was a warlock in the party.’
Because the saint only joined the party for a short time, she was not a party member when she was active in Graypond.
“Tsk, then did we try in vain?”
The other party members who couldn’t hear the dark spirit’s voice were looking at me with strange expressions.
Darius looked uncomfortable, asking if he should go back, and Rockpelican was still awkwardly avoiding eye contact.
“no.”
I put on the jacket Deia gave me and went out of the cage.
“Things have changed.”
Heavy footsteps rushing from outside.
Knights wearing red armor file into the prison.
They were shocked to see Rockpelican over here.
Soon, a woman walked forward with the momentum to control all the chaos.
Even though he was the shortest and dwarfest among the knights wearing armor.
A woman who stands at the top of the Knights Guard, which is directly under the royal family.
Gloria Grace, Commander of the Knights of the Guard.
The sharpest sword in the kingdom that competes on par with the Sorcerous Judge Tyrn All Velokus.
She, with flowing red hair, glared at me with sharp eyes and asked.
“The sinner who insulted the royal family, the ugly warlock, Deius Verdi. “His Majesty ordered the Knights of the Guard to summarily execute criminals.”
“… … “How convenient.”
When I answer honestly and sarcastically, Gloria’s eyes twitch slightly.
“If you are called a warlock, there will be no trial, and you cannot even expect a fair verdict.”
How is this different from the old medieval witch trials?
“Well, it doesn’t matter at all.”
Yeah, it didn’t matter at all.
“If it comes out as unreasonable, I too can only respond with unreasonable force.”
My steps did not stop, and Deia and Darius followed suit and prepared for battle.
They quickly figured out that if they didn’t fight, everyone would die anyway.
“Do you think you can run away?”
Gloria said she was dumbfounded and pulled out her sword. Then, the knights of the royal guard also drew their swords at the same time as if they were in a group dance.
It didn’t seem easy to swing a sword like that in a narrow passage.
They were so capable knights that that wasn’t even a problem.
But the words needed to be corrected.
“I don’t run away.”
Suddenly, the Lemegeton brought by the dark spirit shows off a subtle black light in the palm of my hand.
The skill of a magician with a card in his hand in the blink of an eye.
It felt like the cries of evil spirits were echoing here and there.
“You’re not running away?”
Gloria probably took it as an insult, but gritted her teeth and took a stance, holding the sword with both hands.
“I just.”
He also corrects it.
“I’m just going to see His Majesty.”
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