Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 706

Chapter 706

Even though the spirit master Serta suddenly spread the killing intent, it wasn’t particularly unpleasant.

While I was escorting the royal family, a strange guy suddenly did something ridiculous like waving a toy gun and causing a scene. If I didn’t get mad from the person involved, wouldn’t I be a gentleman? To be honest, I didn’t know that I was talking to the spirits, so I didn’t do it. If I had known, I wouldn’t have done it.

So, I was prepared to silently accept his criticism in the future, with about 70% surprise and 30% regret, thinking, ‘Even people can know this?’

“It is an honor to meet you, warrior. I am a spirit mage named Serta da Etelup.”

That is why I could not help but be very embarrassed by his cautious approach and overly polite greeting as the royal family entered the city, moved to the conference hall, and the soldiers strengthened their guard to prepare for a full-scale attack.

He didn’t even mention that he was a duke? That was the same as saying that he would take off his rank and just bow his head in ignorance. If this were a different position, there wouldn’t be a problem with bowing like that, but now that I’m here as a warrior of the Demon Sect, it’s hard to accept that someone who’s a duke would bow their head unconditionally.

Not only the representatives who are having the meeting, but also the people outside should not feel hurt by each other. Who would like it if rumors spread that their own operatives would immediately bow their heads?

“It is a pleasure to meet you. I have heard of the fame of Duke Etheluph. However, before I can properly greet you, I would like to first apologize for the unpleasant incident that occurred during the procession.”

So, on the one hand, I had a question, “Why would this gentleman bow down to me when there is absolutely no reason for him to do so?” and I went in as politely as I could. Even Cheryl, who was glued to me like a gum, rolled her eyes at the Duke of Etheloof’s antics, and the Duke, who heard my words, smiled and shook his head as if it was nothing.

“Thank you for telling me that. At first, I thought it was a similar spirit sorcerer who was picking a fight, but I quickly realized it was a misunderstanding. You, warrior, have not made a contract with any spirits.”

You can tell that much? Are the spirits connected by some kind of invisible nerve cord?

The duke continued to explain with a calm smile, even though I didn’t ask him back, as if the questions that kept coming up were finally revealed in his expression.

“It’s the same with Manana Aura. Like-minded people recognize each other. In fact, I greeted you in the hopes that we could have some helpful conversations about this.”

“I am a complete novice when it comes to spiritism···”

“You can’t say I’m an outsider. Just talking to the spirits I contracted with isn’t something that just anyone can do.”

As soon as the confident duke finished speaking, a long trumpet sounded from the spire to announce the start of the meeting.

From now on, all those who participated in the conference agreed that there should be no floating people in or out of the castle until the trumpet sounded to announce a break, and at the same time, it meant that our work had begun.

“I don’t think it’s a bad story for you either, sir… I hope you’ll think about it slowly. I’ll come see you again during the next break.”

When I turned my gaze back to the duke, who had followed the sound of the trumpet, he bowed politely and stepped away. I didn’t know about other things, but I really liked the way he didn’t neglect his work using class as an excuse.

While I was feeling a strange sense of relief at the fact that the only two dukes in the country were so sane, the Laughing Bell gang, who had been keeping a distance while talking to the duke, quickly approached me and tilted their heads, opening their mouths.

“I heard it’s Master-level, but it’s not as threatening as I thought. Are all spirit magicians like this?”

“I’m not the only one who feels that way?”

I was a little flustered because I thought that the humans who came to visit after a long time had returned to Eldmia, which was not given the combat power meter that all of them were wearing, but that wasn’t the case. I turned my gaze to Cheryl just in case, and she nodded quietly as if she was saying the same thing.

“But I’m glad we’re on your side since I’m sure your skills are solid.”

How many people have been dismissed because they felt a slight aura from me, and how much danger have I experienced because I couldn’t sense the other person’s aura?

···The latter was less than I thought, but anyway, it was a good thing for us that we couldn’t tell that they were strong at a glance.

“It’s sturdy, but… depending on how the Demon King’s army comes out, it might be difficult to rely on it.”

“Huh? Are you trying to make me laugh again?”

How can a mere laughter bell find fault with a master-level power?

These days, I’m more used to being hit, so I open my eyes and look at him. Feeling ashamed, my face turns red and I shake my head urgently and add my words.

“That’s not it! From what I’ve heard, the Duke is a person who specializes in defending castles. Of course, that doesn’t mean he lacks the ability to fight against individuals, but you know how a sword master fights right now…”

What nonsense was he talking about again? It was surprisingly rational and honest advice!

“I understand. I am still alive because I can cope, but if you include the security of the key person, things can get tricky.”

“That was my point.”

It was funny to see Bell laughing with relief, but I decided not to tease him any further.

In fact, if they were wizards or warriors, I would have had a rough idea of ​​what they would be like if they were called masters, so it probably didn’t matter.

However, since all we could see of the Duke was his performance in a flashy parade show, it is not surprising that some people say that we should not rely too much on him, as we do not feel much pressure from him.

“Anyway, this time you’re right. Originally I was going to take you guys on a patrol and look for any unusual signs, but I guess I’ll have to change the plan. Let’s roughly split it into half, half to guard the conference room and half to protect the key figure.”

“Aren’t all the factors in the conference room…?”

“Oh no, there’s one more person.”

You are probably still lost in your reading trance in the library.

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As expected, Mr. Sanyeom, who was building a tower of books in the library, was still not surprised by my sudden visit and for some reason did not express any questions about the word security.

“I honestly thought you were joking when I said I was going to hire these guys as escorts.”

Because of that, I ended up being embarrassed.

He hasn’t fought since joining me, but Sanyeom-nim is a true remnant of God, and he possesses strength that is worthy of being called that. What use is an escort to such a being? Most of the guys would fly away with just a wave of the hand.

Escorting such a being? It’s a situation that’s even more absurd than when I first met the Laughing Bell gang.

However, it was only my greed that made me want to escort Sanyeomnim and keep him away from the fight as much as possible.

I did not want to force sacrifices on the remnants of a now-decaying god, asking them to fight for us again. I wanted to show that those who have reached the present through their past devotion are fully capable of fighting on their own.

But I have never once said that to myself. So, even though you don’t know why I do this, you never seem to panic.

“You wouldn’t be joking, and it’s not a bad story to me either.”

Instead, he just smiles as he closes the book with a familiar gesture. At the same time, Sanim’s gaze briefly turns to the Half Laughing Bell crew standing at the entrance of the library, contemplating how to stand guard, and Cheryl watching them.

“Shall we talk quietly for a moment?”

As he passed by and muttered, Sanyeom-nim clapped his hands, and with that mere movement, a sacred law based on enormous divine power unfolded, enveloping Sanyeom-nim and others. And then all the noises that had been faintly heard until just a moment ago suddenly stopped as if they were muted.

“Was there such a law?”

“It’s a sanctuary.”

“Ugh…”

I asked in amazement, thinking that there was nothing related to soundproofing in the Holy Law, and received a bombshell statement. When I looked at him with a shocked expression, Mr. Sanyeom smiled slightly and continued talking.

“It’s under your control and was only deployed for a short time, so there’s no problem. There may be some residual divine power, but your sword can handle that.”

Mr. Sanyeom, you have many thoughts!

Even while feeling ashamed of his own impiety for a moment, Sanyeomnim continued to speak.

“If there is a threat to my life, I intend to take my own life.”

“···yes?”

“I won’t fight, I won’t resist, and I won’t be taken prisoner either. If that moment comes….”

“Please wait a moment. Why?”

There are limits to the amount of trouble, but isn’t this too much? There have been a lot of things that have made me panic lately, but this moment is the best of all.

“Because I understood the blind spots and mistakes that the Demon King and the Evil God overlooked, and I also understood why you were growing stronger so quickly.”

But, apart from my confusion, Mr. Sanyeom was infinitely calm.

“Just by me confronting them, the balance will be in place.”

It was a calmness that was not very pleasant for me.

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