Half an hour later, Jerome looked pale and seemed to be half out of it.
âYou said you were scared of many legsâŠâ
âDid I? Did I say that?â
Juliet replied, adjusting her robe with a slight frown.
âSomeone was busy dropping a sword. I donât remember well.â
âPfft.â
The knights, who caught the horses that had run away in surprise, burst into laughter.
Blue butterflies, seemingly content after a long feast, fluttered about here and there.
Jerome kept stealing glances at those butterflies.
Juliet might have openly treated Jerome like an idiot, but his skills werenât that bad. He did his fair share.
But because he had left a bad first impression, Juliet continued to ignore Jerome.
After the appearance of the unidentified blue butterflies, the monsters started fighting in terror and eventually killed each other.
Having witnessed that scene, Jerome seemed totally deflated.
From then on, Jerome no longer ignored or undermined Juliet. Instead, he nervously circled around her with a fearful look.
âWhy on earth would you need an escort if you can handle something like that? Huh?â
Jerome mumbled as if he felt very wronged. It seemed like he had something to say. Juliet, feeling annoyed, asked him tersely.
âDo you have something to say to me?â
âYes.â
Surprisingly, Jerome readily admitted.
âThen just ask.â
âWell⊠How long have you been handling that demon?â
Juliet lifted her head.
âIf youâre talking about the butterflies, theyâre not demons. Theyâre spirits.â
âHa-ha. What a joke.â
Jerome laughed as if he had heard a real joke, but when Juliet didnât laugh along, he blushed.
âAhem, you mean the spirit summoner? I know. But we donât call it a spirit. Thatâs not a spirit, itâs a demon. So, it would be better for you to be careful too.â
Juliet shrugged her shoulders.
The creature that feeds on emotions could indeed be called an evil spirit or a demon. But Juliet didnât seem to heed his warning, so Jerome spoke again.
âLet me tell you an old story, Miss.â
Juliet sighed heavily.
With so many injured, it was a rash decision to head to the territory of Marquis Guinness with this group.
âAbout ten years ago, there was a weird guy named Julio in the mercenary group I belonged to.â
Jerome was very talkative, and Juliet hated men who talked too much.
âHe was a flashy and somewhat creepy guy, but he had a unique trait. Whenever he had money, he obsessively bought useless jewelry, claiming it was treasure.â
âAnd then?â
Juliet asked with a hint of annoyance.
She couldnât understand why Jerome suddenly brought up a story about a former mercenary colleague.
âJulio was a gold-tier mercenary. You know? Being gold is a big deal.â
Of course, she didnât know.
Juliet just assumed it must be some sort of rank and brushed it off.
âBut the thing is, for a mercenary, his sword skills werenât that great. The sole reason he could possess the gold-tier mercenary badge was that he was a spirit summoner.â
ââŠA spirit summoner?â
Only then did Juliet show a hint of interest.
She seemed to understand why Jerome brought up this story and why he was showing interest in her.
âYes, just like you, Julio summoned demons from another world.â
Not demons.
âYour creature is a beautiful butterfly, but the demon he summoned was truly terrifying. It was a giant yellow snake, so massive that you couldnât tell if it was a snake or a dragon. It was excellent at killing people.â
A snake?
Juliet frowned, deep in thought. Indeed, a terrifying snake might appear more majestic than butterflies.
âAfter a while, Julio started saying weird things, like waking up from drunken sleep to find the snake opening its mouth wide at night.â
âAnd then?â
âJulio bragged about it. He said his loyal demon stands guard even at night.â
âTell me more details. About⊠Julio. Is he still working as a mercenary?â
But Jerome just shrugged.
âThereâs not much to say in detail. Heâs dead now.â
âDead? Why?â
âJust one night, Julio disappeared.â
Juliet seemed to have relaxed, but Jerome spoke with a rather serious expression.
âBut everyone in the mercenary group knew. They said he was eaten by a snake.â
âHow can you be so sure?â
âMiss, youâve never seen a big snake, have you?â
Jerome smirked with implication.
âWhen a big snake opens its mouth and stays still for a while, itâs assessing whether something is of a size it can swallow.â
Jerome confidently asserted.
âIt definitely wasnât guarding behavior. Well, that fool Julio was happily thinking that snake was protecting him. But itâs clear that Julio was eaten by the snake he used to handle.â
Juliet was stunned by the unexpected conclusion, but Jerome remained serious throughout.
âWhen I leave here, I will go back. I donât want to get unnecessarily involved in any incidents here, regardless of the knights or anything else.â
His words were quite rude and blunt, but Juliet didnât blame him.
âDonât take it too seriously.â
After Jerome left, Cain approached Juliet and advised her.
âJerome is fine, but he tends to exaggerate. I too was part of the same mercenary group as Julio, but the idea that Julio was eaten by a snake is ridiculous.â
âWhy?â
âBecause Julio has been seen in the desert several times since then.â
âBut according to JeromeâŠâ
ââŠâ
âYes, he believes Julio has gone missing.â
Cain reassured Juliet.
âBut the story that he was eaten by the snake spirit he raised is too fantastical. He definitely pretended or tricked people into thinking he went missing due to gambling debts, and staged such a cumbersome act to thoroughly hide his true identity.â
ââŠâ
âSo, Miss, donât take Jeromeâs words too seriously. Mercenaries tend to boast; even if they catch a snake, theyâll claim they caught a dragon. They exaggerate a lot, so filter what you hear.â
Cain seriously advised Juliet, then escorted her to the carriage and returned to the barracks.
However, Juliet couldnât sleep for some reason.
Alone in the carriage, Juliet pondered.
A yellow snake.
Juliet had never seen another spirit summoner besides herself. But from what she heard, spirits were very different from her butterfly creatures.
They were merely creatures from another realm that lend their power for a short time.
But the âyellow snakeâ spirit Jerome mentioned seemed to have similarities with Julietâs butterfly creatures.
For instance, appearing on their own without being summoned or hovering around a sleeping person even if not requested to.
(âŠ)
Juliet looked up and glared at the butterflies, which had suddenly appeared and were quietly circling around.
âAre you going to eat me too?â
(No. Eat. Contractor!)
The butterflies protested in a voice that seemed somewhat annoyed.
(We. Like. Contractor.)
(Contractor. We. Hate.)
(But. No lies. We tell.)
(That. Snake. Yellow.)
(Bad. Snake. BadâŠ)
Spark.
There was a brief spark.
Juliet was startled.
At the same time, the butterflies fluttered their wings as if in pain.
(We. Not. Snake.)
âI get it, so you can stop.â
A startled Juliet quickly stopped them, but the butterflies seemed to have been hurt, falling weakly onto her outstretched palm.
Some had already shattered into light or were consumed in a blue flame and disappeared.
(We canât talk. About it.)
(Thatâs how it is.)
Juliet suddenly remembered that the butterflies had said that before.
Perhaps the fact that they couldnât talk wasnât about their own kind.
âHe said he collected ancient artifacts.â
Juliet mulled over that statement.
The only artifact she knew of was named âSnowdrop,â but maybe Julio had one too.
And.
Thatâs why he summoned a suspicious spirit or entity.
âAn artifact that summons a snake spirit.â
Juliet became immensely curious.
She only knew of her blue butterflies, but confirming the existence of another entity was a first for her.