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‘Mana Arrow-.’
Galahad’s eyes shone coldly.
Instead of compressing the mana, it sharpens it.
‘It’s just like a magic hierarchy.’
Originally, magic was a way of adding strokes.
If the 1st tier mana arrow was moving mana, the 2nd tier fire arrow was adding the stroke of attribute to the mana arrow. For example, the 3rd tier fireball was adding the stroke of weight to the fire arrow.
That’s how the hierarchy was built up and moved up.
It was simply expressed as a stroke, but it was not a light concept.
Higher-ranking magic devoured lower-ranking magic.
Although mana concentration was involved in magic, no matter how much a normal magician compressed it, it was not enough to surpass the hierarchy.
That’s why hierarchy was an absolute status for wizards. It was a stage that divided wizards.
But that demon sharpened his mana arrows.
‘No, that must be the origin.’
The addition of the blade wasn’t an additional stroke. It was an additional element, like mana compression.
A normal wizard wouldn’t have cared.
Because wizards are only concerned with increasing their rank-.
However, the wizard who reached a high position knew that the remaining talent was fleeting.
Galahad was a great wizard.
‘I’m brewing mana.’
He recalled the feeling just now. It was Galahad who had deliberately hit him on the shoulder to make him realize it.
The concept of iron came to mind when I saw the small hole.
Compression felt like pressing down on mana. So, what does it mean to be angry-.
‘It’s sharp like a sword.’
Even though I knew the concept, I didn’t understand it.
How do you cultivate mana? Mana is something intangible.
‘one more time.’
Galahad took a step forward without realizing it. The demon furrowed his brow.
“Can you make it a little sharper?”
“That’s a bluff-.”
Although I asked seriously, the demon’s face was crumpled as if he had been insulted.
Still, it seemed to have worked, as he waved his hand more roughly than before. It was as if he was throwing a dagger.
Galahad concentrated without blinking. The mana he had scattered was materializing the creature’s power moment by moment.
And then – the firewall was easily breached.
‘This was it.’
The corners of Galahad’s mouth went up.
at that time-.
‘hmm?’
A sharp pain rose from my back.
When I turned my head towards him, Gwen was staring straight ahead with a face that looked like she was about to cry.
Gwen’s fingers were stuck in Galahad’s back.
“What are you doing······.”
Instead of answering, Gwen swung her other hand, as if throwing a dagger.
Small holes were made in the demon’s shoulder and thigh. Blood gushed out, and the demon staggered.
Galahad’s eyes widened when he saw him.
All Galahad wanted from Gwen was a simple imitation.
But what Gwen has just revealed is…
‘This is real power.’
It was a power, not a stroke. It was exactly like theirs.
Since it was written using the Egg of Pain, it was more powerful than those guys.
“Wow! Gwen! You’re really amazing!”
“Huh?! Yes···.”
“You can be confident. Look at the hole there. It’s perfect power. It’s better than I expected. However, the aim was a bit disappointing. Their power is like an arrow. It’s sharp and fast, but its range is limited. How can I use the arrow effectively?”
“I… don’t know.”
“You have to aim for the vital point. For example-. Come here and do some work. Oh, and for now, don’t pull out your finger.”
Gwen was unknowingly dragged to Galahad. Galahad stood in front of the fallen demon. He pointed to the demon and explained.
“For example, in the case of this demon, it would be effective to aim for the neck, heart, or groin.”
“······to?”
“Okay, let’s try again.”
“Ugh-.”
Gwen turned her head sharply. Galahad clicked his tongue slightly.
“Okay, I’ll take care of the cleanup.”
Galahad glanced at the demon.
The demon was struggling, but there was no fear in his expression. He was still full of desire for Gwen.
‘You look like a zombie.’
Galahad crouched down in front of him and shook his finger.
“Thank you, that was a good lesson.”
“···teaching?”
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The demon’s eyes widened. Looking at him, Galahad raised the corners of his mouth.
“This is the price.”
Galahad briefly recited a spell. It was a spell that required a lot of mana and was only used when absolutely necessary, but right now he wanted to use it for no reason.
“Hellfire of the Blade.”
Soon, a small fireball appeared on Galahad’s finger. It looked like ordinary hellfire, but-.
Galahad snapped his fingers forward.
Originally, Hellfire was considered the slowest magic.
But now, in an instant, it flew to the demon tribe.
“It’s all thanks to your teachings.”
To Galahad, who said so and expressed his sincere gratitude-.
“I never taught that······.”
The demon shouted as if he was having a seizure. Of course, he couldn’t finish his words because he was burned by the fire.
“Oh, thank you again.”
Galahad thanked the ashes again.
By then Gwen had stopped vomiting. Galahad looked at Gwen and asked,
“Can you unfold it?”
“As long as you help me.”
“help?”
Thump! Thump!
“You want me to leave one hole alone?”
Galahad frowned at Gwen’s request. Even if he was a wizard, he couldn’t leave the hole as it was.
‘No, it’s already filled.’
There was a dark red flesh in the hole. It was an egg of pain.
I really need to get this habit out of the way.
Galahad nodded, hiding his true feelings.
“Are you okay?”
I turned my head at the urgent voice and saw Gilverton and Adrianna. Tom was behind them, collecting the blood of the demon.
Are you okay?
Galahad chuckled at Gilbert’s question.
“Very good.”
Galahad raised the corners of his mouth as he pressed Gwen’s round head.
Dalgrak.
****
“To the demons, human blood is food, sleep, and a sweet drink.”
Adriana explained, and Galahad looked on quietly.
Galahad was treated as a demon by the demons. The demons treated Galahad well. He also moved around as if he knew the demon city well, and just now-.
‘It was the power of the demon tribe.’
Could that be magic? Adriana had a strange feeling.
The more you get to know Galahad, the more unknowable he becomes.
“I found out that humans were providing blood. Like merchants.”
Galahad pointed ahead. There was a building in the distance that was much larger than the others. In front of it, several men were talking.
‘The smell of blood-.’
A familiar smell filled the air for Adrianna.
“I found out that the security is quite tight. It seems that the blood type is the most popular profession. There are two of them in the Proxel family.”
Galahad was still relaxed, as if nothing had happened.
“Okay, the plan is simple. We’re going to destroy the Proxel family’s blood vault. And we’re going to leave a trace of the Barnes family. Any questions?”
It wasn’t simple at all. Gilbert raised his hand.
“How do I get in?”
“How do you get in? That’s a very Gilbert-like idea.”
Gilbert clenched his jaw. Galahad clicked his tongue openly.
Adriana lowered her half-raised hand.
“Of course I’m going in as a guest.”
“······yes?”
Entering as a guest-. Galahad was certain that the demons would see him as a demon.
Adrianna’s eyes deepened.
“Sir Gilbert and the youngest will keep watch here. Let me know if any demons approach. Gwen and Tom will go with you. Oh, Tom, do you have an extra shirt?”
“Yes? Of course there is.”
“As expected of Tom.”
Galahad took off his shirt nonchalantly.
It was hard to even guess what had happened to that back, which was covered in scars.
At that moment, Galahad’s eyes met mine.
Adriana had done nothing wrong, but she avoided eye contact for no reason.
“How sinister.”
Dalgrak! Dalgrak!
****
“Aren’t those Proxel guys going too far?”
Gourmet Benta grumbled softly.
“It’s already tight, and now you want me to stretch it out even more? Aren’t these kids pigs?”
“This is f*cking bullshit. Do you think we’re your servants?”
The North was already in a tight spot recently. It was already difficult to meet the original supply requirement, but the Proxel family requested even more supply.
It was inevitable that complaints would arise.
“Wouldn’t it be better to stick to Barnes? The Proxel side hasn’t been very good lately. They failed so badly last time that they all died in a group.”
Benta shook his head.
The Barnes were also a rising demon family, but they were nothing compared to the Proxel family.
“The Proxels here are a branch family. They are true nobles whose home is in the Demon Realm. Barnes is no match for Proxels.”
This was the den of the exiled demons.
The real demon tribe was in a place called the Demon Realm. This was where the losers who were pushed out of the Demon Realm settled.
At that moment, someone approached. It was a handsome man with neat clothes. The people who had been chattering in the naturally luxurious atmosphere hurriedly took a stance.
‘I’m seeing your face for the first time.’
I don’t know all the faces of the Proxel family, but I knew the ones who came to the warehouse. But that demon’s face was one I’d never seen before.
However, the man’s leisure and luxury were not something that could be decorated.
He even had a pretty maid and a porter by his side. The fact that he walked around like that in a place full of demons showed that he was confident that he could protect him.
“What are you doing without opening it?”
The man spoke coldly, his voice full of the arrogance typical of a nobleman.
Benta opened the door hurriedly and stepped aside.
The man naturally went inside. Soon, the door slammed shut.
Only then did Benta exhale.
“It’s my first time seeing your face. Can I open it for you?”
A question came from the side. Benta clicked his tongue openly.
“You can tell at a glance that it’s a high-ranking demon. You little brat. You have to take a picture of this to know?”
Benta’s colleague rolled his eyes at his beating.
“How do you know that!”
“Then you’re not a demon, but you’re saying that there’s a guy who comes to a place swarming with demons, with only a pretty maid and a porter, and goes to the warehouse managed by the Proxel family and lies down? You even know that it’s the warehouse of the Proxel family?”
Benta’s colleague shut his mouth tightly at his blow.
“There’s no way such a crazy guy could exist.”
Everyone nodded together.
****
‘hmm-.’
Galahad wrinkled his nose as he entered the building.
A disgusting heat filled my face.
The smell of hot blood filled the air. It had been a long time since I had smelled such a foul smell of blood.
There were boiling pots everywhere, and blood dripped down from them and burst with a pop.
The faces of the men walking around between the pots were covered in sweat. To someone who didn’t know, they would have looked like really hard-working workers.
Among them, one wearing a large hat approached Galahad.
He took off his hat and bowed to Galahad.
“You’re new here.”
“Nice to meet you.”
Galahad nodded and snapped his fingers.
A small hole opened between the bastard’s eyebrows. The bastard collapsed. Galahad then snapped his fingers.
The prepared mana spread. It was a magic that prevented sound from leaking out.
“If anyone comes to the door, call me.”
“yes.”
Tom answered, pulling back his shield. Tom will not come forward.
Because in a windowless building, there was no way Galahad would miss his target.
Galahad snapped his fingers again.
A man grabbed my neck and fell backwards. The pot behind me overturned, spilling red blood. The pungent smell grew stronger.
The man writhed in the blood. A long scream erupted.
Only then did the surrounding eyes turn to him. Galahad snapped his fingers.
“Hard shell-!”
He was a wizard, or something, and he recited a spell. The hard shell was a fairly high-ranking defensive spell.
He was struck by Galahad’s mana arrows. Knock, knock, knock. A bright smile appeared on the wizard’s face.
“This kid isn’t a demon!”
“That is correct.”
Galahad snapped his fingers again.
“Attacking a hard shell with a mana arrow-. Idiot-.”
The wizard’s voice became muffled. Blood poured out of a small hole in his neck instead of his voice. The wizard fell backwards.
Boom! The pot overturned and blood poured out like a waterfall.
Galahad clicked his tongue slightly and snapped his fingers again.
Another guy pulled out his sword. Judging by the aura he was causing, he seemed to be a gourmet.
“dare-.”
Instead of answering, Galahad snapped his fingers.
The bastard snickered and swung his sword. That aura was pretty good. At least it was enough to make him snicker.
Bam, the bastard’s sword drew a mana arrow. The mana arrow disappeared in an instant.
The bastard snorted. It was certainly a tricky article dealing with Aura.
Because Auror can cut through any magic.
Bam, a small hole was made in the bastard’s left foot. It was a part that was separated from the bastard’s sword path, so it couldn’t be blocked. Unless there were two swords-.
“when-.”
The bastard’s eyes grew wide as if they were going to tear apart.
Instead of answering, Galahad snapped his fingers repeatedly.
The bastard gritted his teeth and swung his sword. Aura drew a mana arrow. It was such an obvious swordplay that it made one yawn.
Bam, a hole was blasted through the bastard’s thigh. His sword slowed down.
Bam, a hole was punctured through the bastard’s heart. His sword snapped forward.
“Should a knight take off his armor because it’s hot?”
There were twelve people in the building: four wizards, three knights, and the rest were janitors.
It was pretty easy because no one was armed with anything hot.
The important thing was to leave a trace.
Even if you learn how to extract mana from their power, the power and traces of the demons are bound to be different.
He needed Gwen for that.
Gwen had been vomiting from the moment she came in. I thought her fragile nature would be a hindrance-.
Contrary to expectations, Gwen didn’t hesitate.
“I’ll borrow it for a moment!”
Phew-.
Gwen kept vomiting, but she never said a weak word that she couldn’t do it. She just steadfastly spread her power.
‘It’s starting to come to fruition.’
Then Tom came around and pushed the pot, breaking it.
There was so much blood that it overflowed and soaked the floor.
Galahad moved his mana as he watched the blood flow down the length of the door.
The overflowing blood continued to flow, soaking the floor.
We soon reached the main gate-.
“What the?! What’s going on inside!”
The door opened roughly.
A hole was made between the eyebrows of the guy who came in.
“what-.”
The heads of the men on both sides rose simultaneously.
It was Gilbert and Adrianna.
“It’s a success. Oh, and Gwen, would you please move your fingers away?”
“yes!”
Phew!
****
‘hmm······.’
Gilbert realized something while hanging out with Galahad.
There was no need to bother trying to understand Galahad.
Galahad was a wizard. Trying to understand him for no reason only gave Gilverton a headache.
Still, Galahad’s results were always good. Gilverton followed him without questioning anything.
I couldn’t help but ask that question now.
“why?”
A little further away, the demons were tangled together.
In the meantime, the mixed humans screamed loudly.
The demon didn’t stop even though his limbs were cut off. He swung his hands or sword until his last breath.
The Proxel family and the Barnes family were fighting.
therefore-.
why?
“Why are the demons fighting each other?”
“Why? What have you been doing until now?”
Gilverton winced at Galahad’s tongue-clicking sound.
“Isn’t that just raiding one warehouse?”
It wasn’t even a very large warehouse. It was a shabby warehouse guarded by humans without any demons.
You’re fighting like that because I stabbed you in that spot?
“What a noble needs is a justification.”
“Are you talking about a justification?”
“That’s right. A cause is worth less than dirt, but sometimes to the nobles it is more valuable than gold.”
“What is that-. No.”
Gilbutton shook his head. He couldn’t understand it anyway. It just gave him a headache.
“Well, did about twenty Proxels come out? That’s less than I expected. It seems like Damien is more precious than I thought.”
Galahad tossed his tangled hair.
The city of the Demons was originally quiet and cool. It wasn’t for nothing that Galahad ordered his men to keep their mouths shut.
A city like that-.
“Eww! Kill me! Kill me!”
“Those f*cking kids-.”
Now there was blood spurting and screaming. The walls of the building collapsed in the fight. Blood spurted into the aura.
The city became filled with noise.
The cause was clearly Galahad.
But Galahad himself was smoking a cigarette.
As if it had nothing to do with him.
It was very leisurely.
“Okay, now let’s go rescue Damian.”
Galahad said, shaking off the tobacco that had bloomed.
The corners of his lips were subtly raised.
gulp-.
Gilbert thought Galahad was a very capable man, but he was so brilliant that he was out of his mind.
I had no choice but to change my evaluation.
Galahad was not just a man of great ability.
he is-.
It was a disaster.
A disaster that sweeps through without regard to means and methods.
“Yes, Captain!”
Gilbert was genuinely relieved to be on the same side as Galahad.
****
Urgh! Urgh! Urgh!
Helsington, the second son of the Proxel branch, winced at the vulgar remark.
Damien was eating meat with a fork.
He held the fork so tightly that it was almost like eating with his hands.
Damian used a fork until the end, even though there was no point in using one.
The clothes that had been carefully prepared were soaked in oil and seasoning. There was not a trace of dignity.
It was because half of his blood was mixed with uncivilized human blood.
It was disgusting, but that’s why it was meaningful.
They coveted the fangs and auras that humans possessed.
He planted a seed in it. When the child was born, he planned to eat him and have Aura.
This was something only the Proxel family could do.
And the only fruit was ahead.
‘Take the aura.’
The corners of Helsington’s mouth went up.
His family was unfairly pushed out to a separate family, but if he takes the Auror, the story will be different.
The head of the household will eat that bastard.
You can handle both human and demon weapons.
‘Our time has come.’
Since it was determined by pure blood, there was no way the head of the household would be eaten by Damian.
If that happens-.
‘It’s a useless thought.’
Helsington shook his head.
Now the time was approaching.
‘I’ve gained weight soon.’
Helsington nodded at Damian.
at that time-.
Urgh! …
“Give me more.”
If this continues, we will end up going bankrupt first.
The undertaking had to be expedited.
Ugh, ugh, ugh-.
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