Chapter 519
Episode 142. Negotiations (5)
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Kingelo plenary session.
The bitter loss of Sota Desert wasn’t enough, and once again the leader suddenly coughed up blood, so the atmosphere was not good. Only Boubar and Inas were giggling.
“Hey, Zephyrin. Are you using your power again? … .”
“The leader should have regained consciousness properly before he could control Zephyrin-sama, but he lost his energy again. It keeps repeating itself. This time, I feel like I should also speak in unison, vice-captain.”
When Vishkel and Berakt spoke in frustration, Joe nodded.
“No, if you are the Grand Duke of the Demon World, you are the Grand Duke. Isn’t this a bit too much? You spit out a handful of blood!”
“You don’t intervene, shut up, Joe. Seriously, every time I have to tell you to shut up like this, do I have to leave that snout alone? Shall I break your jaw so you never speak again?”
“Um, Zephyrin-sama couldn’t help it either. Isn’t Zephyrin the one who wishes for the leader’s recovery more than any of us? Since you are in a similar situation to Sir Jin’s Murakan, you must be frustrated.”
“Hmm, that’s right. Margiela.”
It was difficult for Joe to hide his absurd mind whenever this happened. If Margiela had just said the same thing and did the same without making a single mistake, she would have rushed to death, saying, “Why are you talking so presumptuously about Baract?”
‘Tsk, a narrow-minded, dog-like, dirty, smelly discriminatory prisoner!’
The moment Joe thought so, Margiela turned her head and met his eyes.
‘I can’t think of such a bad idea, Mr. Joe!’
Then he showed his mouth like this, and Joe let out a cough with his hair standing upright.
Dreuk!
The door is open. It was Zephyrin that entered.
“Are you here, Zephyrin-nim!”
Those who were seated stood up in unison and were polite.
“Uh, Archduke… … come. something like this… … like… … Rangi also said… … If you do, it will come.”
Zephyrin waved her hand as if it were annoying to those who stood up and instructed them to sit down.
“Don’t say it, sister! Grand Duke Zephyrin, are you here? Everyone was talking about the Archduke.”
“Did you talk about me? what?”
“Ah, what were you talking about? Everyone is Archduke Zephyrin.”
“I was talking about something cool. Wouldn’t it be burdensome for those below us to visit enemy territory alone? Thank you for your hard work, Zephyrin-nim.”
Vishkel hurriedly cut off Ainas’ words and changed the topic. They found out that Zephyrin is extremely low-pressure.
Berakt, who said he would say something, only sighed when he saw Zephyrin’s atmosphere and ‘face’.
‘Damn it, I’m a great warrior, I’m in the middle of the day. Why is the chin like that again… … ? Could it be that he was hit?’
Zephyrin’s chin was very swollen.
“Hahaha, by the way, Grand Duke! Where did you get this hump from? If you explode it, will something like a story come out?”
On the other hand, Ainas, despite being stopped once, seemed to chuckle while placing her hand on her swollen chin without notice.
Of course, it was created by being struck by the giant or Talaris.
“Uh, ah, Ainas… … that, it can’t be The Grand Duke is angry, angry… … Might as well.”
“Hee hee, first time seeing this big or something! sister! Touch your sister too.”
“ah… … I can’t… … not… … No, you madman! die, just die! What are you doing to the Grand Duke, die! Die!”
Bubbubuck!
Bianca suddenly changed and spat out fists and nutheads in rapid fire. Aynas hit her and ran, but her Bianca soon followed her with her club in her hand.
Margiela rolled her wheelchair and approached Zephyrin.
“Well, what happened? Mr. Zephyrin.”
“… … We’ve decided to have a meeting, Margiela. The date will be notified by Jin-Kyung, and we can analyze things in the meeting room, and we must share any information we find out at that time. That goddamn Lord Gene Runcandel.”
“Wow, that’s a great harvest!”
“Do you really think so?”
“Sure, if any of us had gone, we wouldn’t have gotten anything?”
In the meantime, the Caligo sisters and Bianca, who had been circling among the executives, regained their reason somewhat.
“uh… … I… … what do you do sorry… … It hurt, Inas.”
“Oh, yes. no. are you okay… … uh? But what does this smell like? Grand Duke, what did you eat there? The Grand Duke smells so delicious.”
This time, Bianca also sniffed near Zephyrin.
After the beating, Zephyrin had returned from eating at Tikan. In such a situation, she could not help it, as refusing to eat seemed to be against the dignity of the Grand Duke of the Demon Realm.
‘under… … Why was that cookie annoyingly delicious and crazy, and that strawberry pie… … .’
When Zephyrin took out the Ritra cookies she had brought from her arms, the Caligo sisters immediately took a bite and expressed their joy by jumping around.
In other words, it was a piece of shit.
Bishkel couldn’t help but feel bitter and sad, as if frost had landed on his chest, wondering how on earth Kingelo had become like this.
“Shall I tell you a funny story for the depressed Zephyrin?”
Thurrr, said Margiela, rolling the wheelchair.
“What is it?”
“Maybe something sad will happen to Jinkyung sooner or later, Mr. Zephyrin.”
“Sad thing… … ?”
Margiela smiled softly.
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“Hmm, I ate a lot. Even the cookies I had left for the kids were swept away.”
“Still, I kept the strawberry pie, Jet. I couldn’t help but eat at the table because of strawberry pie, but it’s not as good as strawberry pie. cancer.”
“Of course, Mr. Murakan is the best!”
After dinner, the party gathered in small groups to talk or smoke cigarettes.
Talaris had heard of everything that had happened in Sotha Desert and was examining the blueprints and machinery.
“Huh, there must be wizards specializing in proper analysis of blueprints. This password magic is probably a new type of zipline. The machine… … Did that so-called seer say that this would change the game of battle?”
“Yes, Mr Thalaris.”
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“I’d rather not know if it’s a story about a cannon of the Dark Kingdom that’s like magic suction, but I can’t figure out how such a small thing is used?”
All of Jin’s colleagues and helpers he has met so far have had the same reaction.
“I did too. But as I kept thinking about it, I came up with this idea. I wonder if it has something to do with the cube and summoning device used by Ziffle in the Gaifa Islands… … .”
“It must be the last survivor of Heister named Aria Owlheart and Mischa. I’m not sure if it’s possible to decrypt the blueprints with record magic, but can’t we definitely find out the maker of the machine?”
“I think so too.”
“And it would be nice if Kingelo could unlock the password… … Black Dragon Misha, I think he will be of some help too.”
“Misha is not in touch. It’s been a year. I am a little worried now.”
The last time Jin met Misha was around this time last year. After visiting Temar’s second tomb, she went to ask about the recording device.
At that time, Jin was able to reunite with Valeria naturally after receiving information from Misha that ‘Aria Owlheart is in Mamit’.
“One year, that’s not much time for a dragon, so you don’t have to worry about it, son-in-law. Having fought together, it was not something that would be caught anywhere. As a comrade in arms, I also want to have a drink with Missha.”
“Yes, kid. The mistress is right. That oblivion will show up on its own when the time is right, so let’s just stop caring about it. huh? Ugh, thinking about your face gives me goosebumps. And it’s not omnipotent either. He’s good at shady things like breaking codes, but he often fails.”
“Uhhh, looks like the handsome brother is very afraid of his sister, right?”
“Heng, are you scared?”
“Ah, so you’re actually the one who’s worried?”
“If you know the devil as much as I do, you can realize how pointless the act of worrying is. If you make up your mind and hide, how will humans find something that even the gods couldn’t find?”
“Demon stone is a combination of the abilities of several gods, so you don’t know yet, right? I think you need to be a little more honest.”
“Noisy. Anyway, I think it would be more helpful to find a genius magic engineer as soon as possible instead of Misha. Improving Dark Kingdom equipment, and recognizing that mysterious machine.”
“I need a magic engineer, and I need to meet Mischa. I have a lot to ask.”
After recalling the need for a magic engineer, Jin was diligently searching through his past life memories.
It was to recall who among the real genius magic engineers he knew, who did not belong to Ziffle or the imperial family until now.
‘Ramos Phil? Ah, he was already a member of the Imperial Academy when I was a reserve rider. Hopper Newman? no. The Sylar family… … Was it a family that only existed until the early 1700s?’
Magic engineering was one of the lowest ranked areas of Jinn’s interest in magic.
As a result, there were not very many people I remembered, and most of them were either dead or already belonged to them.
“A genius magic engineer, huh… … Among the kids who were my girlfriends, there were a few like that. Can I contact you once? son-in-law.”
“Your lover? I don’t trust you very much, mistress. And did you like those corrupt kids too?”
“I would appreciate it if you would, Mistress Thalaris. I’m thinking of meeting all the magic engineers who don’t belong yet.”
“Okay, but there are conditions instead. If you call me mother-in-law, I will do it.”
“Sure, mother-in-law. Of course you should call her mother-in-law. How much did my mother-in-law do for me so far?”
“Jin, now to you!”
Siris sighed and widened her eyes.
“Kheung, too! My son-in-law is the only one who responded to my jokes today! It’s all just straight-up. Ahaha!”
Talaris and Jin giggled.
‘Mother and Jin, is this so funny? But somehow it makes me laugh too. Is it because of the harmonious and friendly atmosphere?’
Siris held back a smile.
“Oh, son-in-law. Look at that. Just a little more and he’ll laugh too. son-in-law, you know what? When she was little, she called herself Ice Princess.”
“Ice Princess… … No, the Ice Princess, Mr. Siris. How old are you talking about?”
“ha? Are you an ice princess? My little boy is the black prince. have you heard The black, white, purple of Runcandel.”
“Black Prince? Poor. I think Ice Princess is better than that, Jin.”
Fisik, in the end, Siris burst into laughter and answered those who were giggling. That’s good, I thought.
After a long laugh and chatter, Talaris straightened her hair and stood up.
“Ahaha, I laughed a lot thanks to my son-in-law.”
“Are you going? Mr. Thalaris.”
“Okay, let’s go.”
“I will prepare to see you off.”
“Your son-in-law has to go with you.”
“Are you saying secret words?”
“okay. To be precise, in the secret palace training ground.”
“Why is the Bigung Training Center… … .”
“I heard that you received the secret book written by Shiron himself from your sister, Mary Runkandel. This mother-in-law will directly help you complete the property. This is the price for my laughter.”
