Min Ha-rin didnât know just how many times she had asked this, but she had no choice other than to do it again.
âHuh?â
âIâm afraid I wonât be able to do it right now, so Iâll teach you later, after I manage to find a suitable place.â
âThatâŠâ
Min Ha-rin was speechless.
She couldnât keep up with the flow of the conversation at all.
He was going to teach her magic?
So suddenly?
No, in the first place, who the hell was this guy?
These questions poured into her head one after the other, but the atmosphere didnât allow her to ask them easily.
Nevertheless, she had to confirm one thing.
âIs Duke Sandro really dead?â
âDidnât you see it for yourself?â
This answer made her speechless again.
She forced herself to open her mouth.
âHow the hell⊠I heard that Demon Dukes have power similar to God.â
At those words, Lukas stared at Min Ha-rin for a moment before walking towards her.
Juk.
He was getting closer and closer.
Sandroâs death flashed in Min Ha-rinâs mind. She didnât realise it, but she was stepping back.
But Lukas was faster.
Crack.
She heard the sound of something breaking. Then, Min Ha-rin realised it had come from the collar which restricted her freedom.
âA-, ah?â
Incomprehensible things were happening over and over.
She felt like she was dreaming. She hurriedly put her hands to her neck.
It was an unfamiliar feeling because she could feel her skin for the first time in a long while.
This wasnât like the paralysing function that Allida had mentioned. He had destroyed it. It was that simple.
âSandroâs power isnât even close to a Demigodâs. Heâs not worth comparing to God.â
ââŠâ
Min Ha-rin had mentioned God because she couldnât think of a more appropriate metaphor, but Lukasâ words felt a bit strange.
Before she could think about it too deeply, Lukas spoke again.
âLetâs go.â
âWhere?â
âTo Lee Jong-hak.â
Lukasâ voice was calm.
âTheir plan went awry. We shouldnât be too late.â
* * *
It was a long day.
Rutan stretched as he had this thought.
He was tired. He felt like he would doze off even if he closed his eyes at that moment.
But he couldnât yet.
He got up from his seat. Then he looked at the list of products that had been sold that day.
Min Ha-rinâs name was on that list.
âWhy did I do that?â
It would have been more dramatic to reveal Min Ha-rin on the last day.
Of course, selling her on the first day didnât cause a big loss. She was sold for a high price, so his boss would be satisfied with his performance.
Nevertheless, Rutan didnât understand his price.
It was an item that could have been sold even more expensively, and yet, heâd rushed it like an amateur.
It was even stranger that when he recalled that time, it was faint like he was in a dream.
ââŠI havenât been sleeping much lately.â
That was probably why he felt so tired.
He should have had some free time after he was done bookkeeping. He felt like he should sleep in order to ensure that tomorrow went smoothly.
Just as Rutan tried to close his tired eyes.
An uninvited guest came from nowhere.
Clack.
âRu-, Rutan.â
Sihard entered his room without knocking.
In an instant, Rutanâs anger soared and he was about to kill him, but he quickly reined in his temper.
Sihard knew his personality well. He would never have committed such a rude act if it wasnât an urgent situation.
âWhat is it?â
âTh-, the hunter slaves escaped.â
âWhat did you say?â
The sleepiness immediately went away.
Rutan immediately got up and grabbed his coat that was hanging on the back of a chair before putting it on.
âTell me everything.â
âA-, as you know, I check on the slaves every hour. I just went to the room about 5 minutes agoâŠâ
Sihard closed his eyes as he continued.
âA-, and all the slaves are gone.â
Rutan didnât get angry right away.
Instead, he felt his head get cold.
The voice that came out of his mouth wasnât excited either. It was very low and gloomy.
âI donât think you came here just to report to me.â
âIâm sorry.â
âRight. Of course youâre sorry. Come here.â
âHuh?â
âDid you not understand what I said? Come here. Come closer to me.â
Sihard gulped before closing the distance. Then, Rutan grabbed him by the throat.
âKu-, ukâŠâ
âIf you know you did something wrong, then you know that you will be punished. Right Sihard?â
âS-, sorryâŠâ
âWhat about the pursuit?â
âAlready⊠sent themâŠâ
âHow many?â
âThree⊠groups⊠under my commandâŠâ
ââŠtch.â
Rutan clicked his tongue before throwing Sihard to the floor.
Sihard fell heavily to the ground and coughed a few times.
If it was another time, then Rutan would have definitely killed him, but he was short of hands at the moment. And venting his anger wouldnât change the fact that the slaves escaped.
âCapture them all.â
âHuhâŠ?â
Sihard tilted his head to the side.
âDonât you get it? It doesnât matter if they escaped. They have nowhere to go anyway, and this land is our territory. They are literally flies in a jar. It wonât be difficult to capture them again. The important thing is to hide this fact from the customers.â
ââŠ!â
It was only then Sihard realised.
That was definitely true.
It wasnât a big deal that the slaves had escaped. In a sense, the fact that the customers might have noticed the movements of the three groups was more important.
âI will lend you command of the <night dew="">. Use them to comb the surroundings.â</night>
âI, I will follow your orders. But what about you, Rutan?â
âI will look for them, too. But I will move on my own.â
Although Rutan was not titled, his fighting power definitely surpassed that of most low-ranking nobility. Even if he encountered them alone, it would not be hard for him to deal with 10 or so weakened hunters.
âIf they escaped from the basement, they could have only taken one of two paths. There must be traces left. Search thoroughly then move as stealthily as you can.â
âYes.â
Sihardâs figure disappeared.
Rutan went straight to the basement. This was to check the situation.
He headed to the room in which the slaves were being held.
Then he saw it.
The cage bars had been bent by force.
âSomeone didnât release them. They escaped from the inside. Only pure brute strength could bend these cage bars.â
In the first place, if there was anyone there who could help them, it would only be a Demon. And that was impossible.
The only way a noble would steal slaves from under Sihardâs eyes was if they were poor and had no pride.
But it was clear that wasnât the case. If a Demon had really helped them escape, then there would not be any traces left.
âIâm sure they would have done things smarter.â
Rutan closed his eyes.
âThat means they escaped on their own.â
But how?
It would have been impossible for them to pull the iron cage open with the collar around their necks. No, it would have been impossible even without the collar.
âIt might be possible for Lee Jong-hak.â
It was impossible for the other slaves, but that might not have been the case for Lee Jong-hak. However, he also had the collar on.
The possibility that the collars were defective?
Slim.
After all, it was Rutan himself who put the collars on. There was no way he wouldnât have been able to tell whether the collars were defective or not.
ââŠThe collars were still on. If they were taken off or broken, then the pieces would still be here. They wouldnât have had the time to care about the mess.â
He could tell that they were in a hurry just by looking around the room.
Of course, the collars also had a tracking system. So as long as the slaves didnât take them off, Rutan would be able to find them.
âIf thatâs not possibleâŠâ
Rutanâs thoughts churned.
It wasnât long before he came to the most realistic conclusion.
ââŠthey must have paralysed the collarâs functions.â
Magic. They must have used magic.
He knew some of the humansâ tricks. He was not only knowledgeable about magic but also about witchcraft, sorcery, divination, and curses.
However, none of the slaves were Witches, Sorcerers, Seers, or Shamans.
But there was a Wizard. She was also one of the titled humans.
Allida Grabino.
âItâs strange, though. She shouldnât have been able to use magic with the collar on.â
He could no longer figure anything out no matter how he turned it around in his head. He would only be able to find out when he saw them for himself.
There were a lot of people there, so there werenât many places they could hide. Nevertheless, the fact that they escaped meant that they believed they could.
Rutan chuckled.
He had a feeling that he knew where they went.
âThereâs nothing more miserable than a half-brained idea.â
* * *.
âI canât tell if itâs day or night.â
Drisa grumbled as he looked up at the black sky.
This was what happened to land that had been occupied by the Demons.
The ground became purple, and the sky became black. (TL: Sounds familiar.)
He sighed.
ââŠanyway, did we really manage to escape?â
âThis is only the beginning.â
When Lee Jong-hak spoke in a low voice, Allida nodded.
âBut we did cross the hardest bridge. Now, all we have to do is get to the hideout.â
âHow far is it?â
âWe have to go to the cathedral first.â
âCathedral?â
âThere.â
Allida pointed towards a cathedral at the side.
The cathedral was a huge building that could have been seen from any part of the city. It was built in a gothic style with stained glass windows glimmering even under the dark sky.
âIs that cathedral the hideout you were talking about?â
âItâs not, but beneath the building is a passage that leads outside the city. If we use that path, then we will find ourselves only a short distance away from the hideout.â
âSure enough.â
The huntersâ faces brightened.
There werenât many Demons on the streets. It wouldnât be impossible for them to reach the cathedral if they were careful.
âHow long will this ice spell last?â
âAbout two days. But it could be shorter.â
âSo we have to activate the portal and get to an association branch equipped with advanced equipment before that.â
It wouldnât be easy.
Lee Jong-hak took a deep breath before saying.
âLetâs move immediately. Iâll take point.â
After saying those words, he strode` forward without hesitation.
Drisa, who followed nervously, couldnât help but say.
âCan we really walk so confidently?â
âThatâs right. It should be morning now.â
âHuhâŠ?â
âThe Demons are usually asleep at this time.â
âOh. I see, butâŠâ
It was common knowledge among the hunters that Demons usually slept during the day and were active at night.
ââŠhow do you know itâs daytime?â
âMy body clock is relatively accurate.â
ââŠâ
Was he joking?
No, he didnât believe that this serious guy would make a joke in this type of situation.
âBody clock.â
Drisa chuckled slightly.
If someone else had said that, he would have dismissed it as bullshit, but because it was Lee Jong-hak, those words had a strange weight.
Drisa and the other hunters silently followed Lee Jong-hakâs steps.
Allida looked around at their surroundings.
She knew how beautiful this city used to be. Of course, sheâd never seen it in person, but sheâd seen many pictures. Her heart felt heavy.
One of the most beautiful cities in Italy had lost its former appearance.
If it wasnât for the cathedral, she wouldnât have even known what city it was
âThere arenât many Demons on the street.â
Looking at the empty streets of the city that seemed to lack vitality, she couldnât help but feel a bit scared.
Even walking through a zombie-filled city would not have made her feel so nervous.
Fortunately, Lee Jong-hakâs senses were excellent. He didnât even get close to places where the Demons were likely to be, but he didnât divert much either.
Because of this, they were able to arrive at the cathedral in less than an hour.
âIâm gonna lose my tension. This is too easy.â
Drisa laughed, revealing his teeth. She didnât say anything, but Allida agreed with him.
Nevertheless, she held her breath and said.
âItâs still too early to relax. There might be Demons inside the cathedral. Now, this way.â
Allida stepped into the cathedral before heading to the chapel(1).
âCan you help me? We need to remove these chairs.â
The hunters moved the chairs aside as directed by Allida. And finally, a door handle was revealed on the exposed floor.
When Drisa pulled on the handle, a stairway leading underground was revealed.
âItâs too dark. Do you have a light or something?â
âI tried to turn it on, but it seems there is no power. Or the Demons cut the wires.â
Allida flicked the light switch at the entrance as she said this.
âDamn, if we run into a Demon in the darkness, weâll probably die.â
âWe can go another way if youâre dissatisfied.â
ââŠMm. I politely decline. At least if I die underground, I wonât have to worry about being a slave.â
Drisa forced himself to speak positively, then he immediately went down into the underground passage.
It was dark and damp. A rotten smell also filled the air, and sewer rats ran past their feet.
This gloomy atmosphere, together with the darkness that their eyes could have only barely pierce through, caused the hunters to be extremely nervous.
Fortunately, Drisaâs worry did not become a reality.
There were no Demons in the underground passage, and they were all able to get out without a scratch.
âW-, we survived.â
âDid we do it?â
âIâm relieved now that we were able to come this farâŠ!â
ââŠâ
But Drisaâs expression was not good.
When she saw this, Allida asked.
âWhy do you look like youâve eaten poop?â
âDo you remember what I said just now?â
âYou can now be relieved? What about it?â
âI feel like I said something that shouldnât have been said. You know. Like a jinx.â
âWhat the hell are you talking about?â
âHave you never seen the cartoons?â
When she heard those words, Allidaâs expression became grim.
âAlright, letâs hurry to the portal. Iâm sure itâs a mess, and staying here means we are wasting the time we could have been using to fix it.â
Even if Allida took Drisaâs premonition seriously, there was nothing they couldâve done about it.
The hideout was located at the foot of a small mountain, and the entrance was covered by a large boulder. This boulder was larger than most houses, so it was easy to recognise.
âThatâs the boulder.â
âLetâs hurry.â
âStop.â
Lee Jong-hak called out in a firm voice.
The other hunters didnât question him. Instead, their faces quickly became pale.
âI thought youâd come here.â
It was the host of the Chester Companyâs auction and the Demon who put the collars on them.
Rutan looked at them with a smile.
Drisaâs expression crumpled.
âSee⊠FuckâŠâ
(Note:
1. A chapel is the space in the church/cathedral that is dedicated for prayer or worship. It could be a room in the building or a separate building of its own. Chapels are usually the places where Mass and other such services are held.)