I didnât see anything like a staircase going down to the basement, but it was weird. Is somebody secretly entering and leaving the lab like?
âWow.â
It looks like there is a secret staircase, but it is invisible to the naked eye. With a small sigh, I got up and picked up an ax from the wall.
bang!
Kwaang!
bang!
âPhew.â
Itâs an old wooden floor. Fortunately, it collapses quickly after a few axes.
âWhen Joseph returns, they say there was an intruder.â
Because this side is faster to find the secret entrance he decided and hid.
I quickly wiped the sweat from the peregrine and bones on my forehead, and then pushed my head toward the hole in the prickly floor.
âI guess whoâs not a gloomy alchemist.â
It seems that Joseph, who has all the habits of the alchemistâs habits in the book, had a secret laboratory that Derek did not know.
Without hesitation, I landed in the basement using the method I had learned from Baal.
âPouek.â
Additional dust rises up in an instant, blurring the view for a moment. I found a vase lying on the floor and hurried to search the room.
âI donât see any signs of anyone coming and going.â
But the vase canât fall alone.
âI have to ask Marilyn to take her meal here.â
I laughed little at the scenery of the basement room, full of books and papers, as much as the lab of Josephâs day.
Purified water, eredia, The library, classified by keywords such as Shadow Devil, was incomparable to the upper floors, so I didnât have the confidence to review all the materials even after a few nights.
âWhy did Shin Seong-soo take so much again?â
What was the intention, there were more Shin Seong-su seedlings in the basement than in the lab.
âThere is no shadow.â
The peculiar thing is that the saplings under the lamps do not have a shadow. I looked at the mysterious landscape as if I was possessed, and then spread the standard of alchemy.
âThe only tree that suppresses the power of shadows.â
âChildren of the World Number.â
Was this the meaning of this explanation? I tilted my head and turned around with a seedling in my arms.
âIf you check with the little devil, you will find out.â
Fortunately, I saw a ladder, so I was about to climb again, but the scattered documents on the desk caught my eyes.
Someone really went there, or the candlesticks that fell nearby werenât solid yet.
âletter?â
The letter addressed to Derek Lagrange has a familiar name on it.
âIt looks like Joseph intercepted it in the middle.â
[Dona Euclid and Camilleâs babies are both dead. Only the nannyâs baby survives and returns to Lagrange.]
âI am dead?â
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âOops, monsters! Are you totally evil?â
The man hesitantly sat in front of Dietrich was three times older than him, but he didnât hesitate to call the boy who could only get on shoulders a monster.
âNobody here! The devil is trying to harm people!â
The white-stricken man looked around and cried.
However, only a man and a boy are living on the wide battlefield, so only deadly silence flows.
The boy who was calledâmonsterâ orâdevilâ did not care about the mixed nickname of such evil.
Without a sign of offense, Dietrich stuttered with an insensitive gaze and moved to walk while looking at the man retreating.
âHey, save me! Save me!â
the man finally began to beg for his life. The boy slowly approached the man with the tip of his sword on the floor.
Sush.
The sound of a sharp blade scratching the floor resonates in a quiet battlefield.
One of the men, Euclidâs commanders, So Bain, ran out on a hill where the bodies of men who had already had fallen throat were piled up like a mountain.
âBaal.â
The devil with his head bowed as if at the command of a boy, stretched out a shadow and grabbed the commanderâs ankle.
âI! Yes! I made an agreement with your father! This rotation was originally supposed to win you in exchange for destroying you!â
Perhaps the last step, the helmet decorated with blue feathers has been peeled off, and a man who no longer looks like a commander raises his voice and appeals for resentment.
âThe covenant?â
Dietrich muttered briefly, looking at the man.
âYes! In this turn we will win, and in the next turn Lagrange will win!â
âThatâs why it was like that.â
Now I realize why Euclid immediately lifted the white flag every turn Alphonse led the army.
âArenât he injured a lot?â
Alphonse used to laugh as he glanced at Dietrichâs body without a corner as if he had been robbed.
âIs it because my Magic is so great?âThe southern guys were often scared and ran away.â
On the subject of victory without pulling a sword once, Alphonse shouted and struck the barracks.
âThe successor who achieved the myth of undefeated.â
The elders gathered their mouths and began to honor Alphonse.
It was also said that Alphonse is the only one who will stand as Derekâs successor, so it was even said how strong the enemy would lower his tail before fighting.
Even though no one knew that Dietrich was thrown alone on the battlefield for Alphonseâs brilliance.
âIf this happens, Lagrange lied!â
âNo, if it was fulfilled. I wasnât just sending out one discarded word. Failure to get rid of me is only the cause of the four deaths.â
âWell, it is, thoughâŚâŚ .â
Dietrich rubbed the blood splattered off his white cheek. The expressionless face of the boy who was close to seventeen was as beautiful as blinding.
Sobain knelt, muttering that the devil had come.
âIâm sure Derek Lagrange wouldnât know that you couldnât do anything about me as Euclidâs most capable knight.â
It would have been more important for Derek Lagrange to be Alphonse than to win the War of the Roses.
âIf he could have taken care of me at this opportunity, it would have been better.â
If he returns to the camp, he can see the appearance of Derek, who will be bitten as if he is angry.
Derek didnât even avoid his eyes as he gave a ridiculous command,â
âYou have to go out this turn alone.â
Derek didnât even avoid the snow, giving a ridiculous order. While encouraging his son to commit suicide, he seemed to not even feel guilty.
âArenât you a devil, too! How can you laugh while killing a man!â
Sobain points at Dietrich with his trembling fingers. However, unlike Sobainâs mistake, he wasnât smiling.
He screamed in horror as if he were hallucinating.
âThatâs what Grand Duke Lagrange said! You are not his son, you are the devil himself!â
Laughing is the devilâs red mouth protruding from Dietrichâs shadow. When Baal takes the form of a man, Sobain, frightened, drops his chin.
He lifted his sword high as if he would soon decide to himself.
âIâm going to die by a man who sold his soul to a demon, so Iâll take my own life!â
Baal giggles at his words and argues instead.
âThen, what did you sell your soul for? Money? Honor? Oh, not honor.â
ââŚâŚ.What?â
âWhy didnât you stand on the plain with a large army to kill just one boy? He congratulated you on the subject of victory and drank alcohol.â
None of the prestigious Southern knights spoke about the cowardice of this turn.
âUgh!â
Baal pulled his tongue and broke the neck of Sobain, who could not answer.
The manâs knife clinks and falls to the ground with a scream of dying screams.
âBecause itâs a bit worse behind the southern guys anyway. Isnât it, your Majesty?â
Instead of answering Baal, Dietrich took out a white cotton cloth and began to brush his sword.
Blood in the wilderness hardens quickly. I worked hard to erase the blood stains that had been stuck.
âItâs already clean, but what more are you cleaning?â
The devil, who was spinning around his side with meticulous hand, tilted his head as if he would not leave a bit of dirt.
âDid you still have a breakdown?â
âItâs noisy, Baal.â
Dietrich, who pushed the demon clinging to him, shook a handkerchief with dry blood dripping.
âOh, the princess sent you a letter again.â
Baal, looking at the drops of blood scattering on the floor, suddenly popped out the envelope. The scent of a flower was smelled in the colorful envelope.
He stepped back like a seizure, staring at the devil.
âRemove it.â
âAre you sure you wonât see it again?â
The boy, who hesitated for a moment, shook his head quickly. It was a fleeting conflict, but the devil did not miss it and waved the letter before his eyes.
âGet rid of it.â
âIf you didnât reply, she must be very disappointed.â
At Baalâs four clan, Dietrich glared at the detestable demon. Baal wasnât worried about Aniteâs upset heart.
âOh, if you seem to be estranged with Nissa, itâs only your Majestyâs loss. Now, itâs useless to come and pretend to be insignificant.â
ââŚâŚ.. .â
âDonât you know itâs too late to turn back? Under Asmodeusâ judgment, sheâs just your sacrifice.â
Even your Majestyâs life must be saved. At Baalâs heartfelt voice, Dietrich raised his mouth at an angle and laughed.
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âIs the devil worrying about me?â
âBecause itâs my loss if you donât become a grand duke. If you donât become a grand duke, you laugh at Baal, who swallows a back horseâŚ..â
Baal, who swallows the back horse, laughs.
âYour Majesty, my noble little King, do not forget our covenant.â