Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 223

Episode 223 That Day’s Him and Me (4)

[I can give you strength]

That’s the devil’s trick. It was literally the devil’s trick.

But Camus couldn’t refuse. Because there is no other way.

Rather than starving to death while paralyzed on the cold stone floor under the far-off abyss, I had to sign a contract first.

‘good. What should I do?’

[Simple. After you die, I will take over your body. Then I will fulfill the will you left.]

‘Yes. I’ll do it. Contract.’

[oh? so fast? You speak well. smart too It’s worth watching.]

The devil smiled tenderly at Kamyu.

Eventually, the devil revealed his true name.

[My name is Seere. With the power of the eighth demon king who came over from the demon realm to the human realm, I make a contract with the human Morgue Camus…]

Demon Seere. Instead of taking over Kamyu’s body after he died, she signed a contract to fulfill the will that Kamyu had cherished during his lifetime.

Camus signed the contract before the spark of life he had been extinguished.

yet.

Tsutsutsutsutsu……

The demon Seere settled in Kamyu’s body.

And the first thing Seere did as soon as he took control of Kamyu’s body was…

[Huh!? what’s this!? Aren’t you dead yet!?]

It was shocking.

Kamyu also narrowed her eyes, feeling a different personality settled on one side of her body.

‘Did Master arrange for it?’

At the last moment, Snake oxidized while embracing all the damage that was supposed to be directed at Kamyu.

As a result, only half of Kamu’s body died.

According to the contract, the demon Seeere can take possession of the body only after the death of Kamyu, so in this case only half of the body will be Seere’s.

Seere, who had gained control over half of Kamyu’s body, began to run wild.

[Nonsense! It must have been an irresistible shock!? I’ve been checking everything! Even if he died as a human being, he should have already died! But how are you still alive!]

Seere turned her gaze and looked at the body of the dead snake sitting up straight in front of Camus.

[Aaaaaaaaaa! It’s the magician’s work! Shit! I should have taken away that man’s even if the physical status was a little lower!]

‘Take it?’

[Oh no. it’s not stealing It means that he should have received it through a fair contract.]

‘Take it. Hou… Did you trick me into taking only the body?’

[no! It’s not like that……!]

Seere jumped up.

Camus stood up and looked at her, ignoring her words.

It moves. It’s not like before, but my body listens to me quite well.

It was just that the part dominated by Seere and the part dominated by Kamu were different from each other, and it felt like the body was out of balance.

In the end, Camus and Siere had no choice but to compromise.

[Damn it, it’s twisted tightly. If so, let’s do this. Half of the day you use this body. I’ll use this body for the other half of the day.]

‘What will I get in return for doing that?’

[This is so shameless. If you weren’t me, you should have already died and disappeared. Oh damn You should wait a little longer until you starve to death.]

‘Say something quickly. In exchange for lending my body to you, what can you do for me?’

In the end, Seere replied annoyed at Kamyu’s request.

[I have the ability to find hidden treasures. Even if it is a person. Also good at slaughtering cattle and animals. The chemistry with the warlock, whose job is to revive the corpse, is very well suited.]

However, Camus did not seem to be very interested in the latter ability.

‘Are you good at finding people?’

That ability was enough.

Camu thus entered into a bilateral contractual relationship with Siere.

It was between waking up when each other fell asleep.

* * *

After that, Kamyu held Snake’s funeral and searched the enemy and Black Mountain again.

However, Morgue had been notified that he and Snake were going through closed-door training.

Adolf was worried, but L’Espane was silent.

‘sister! How can you trust that man, Marquis Snake!’

‘He gave Camus a helping hand, not a person who would harm him.’

‘But the Marquis Snake is a representative of the Dark Party, so how!? Besides, there is still no news!’

‘……Don’t say anything more about this.’

There was no way anyone could argue with L’Espane, the head of the House of Morgue, saying this.

So, officially, Marquis Snake and his disciple Camus, a member of the dark party, were trained deep inside their family.

As time passed, the gazes that focused on this side gradually disappeared.

In the meantime, Kamyu continued to search the jungle alone, but did not reap any results.

I just picked up a strange thing from the depths of the sea.

“…This bone?”

The ashes of a warlock with great resentment and magical power were just scattered on the ground.

‘Why are so many warlocks dying here?’

Camu immediately infused mana to create a lich.

Thus, a high-ranking undead named ‘Ahheman’ became Kamu’s faithful servant.

……After that, some time passed again.

Camus, who had been concentrating on searching and researching in the sea of red and black mountains, made up his mind to come out into the world after having several well-made undeads stolen.

[what? Did the undead sent to the city disappear?]

Seere was also annoyed.

[That’s probably the work of Dantalian. He has bad hand habits and likes to covet other people’s things. He must have seen well-made undead roaming the city and stole them and made them his own. It’s obvious.]

Seere and Dantalian crossed over to the human world together, but they didn’t seem to have a good relationship.

“I don’t know about the other undead, but I have to bring back as much as Rosé.”

It’s been a while since I’ve been away from the world for too long, so I sent it to find out the latest news in the city.

Camu immediately left the forest and headed for the city.

On the way to Indulgentiaga’s nursery where Dantalian is said to be.

Camus heard that there was a festival going on at the Colosseo Academy, which was far away.

‘It has nothing to do with me now.’

After Vikir died, the academy hadn’t even thought about it.

Camus just passed by the academy and went straight to Indulgentiaga.

and.

“……!”

Camus was able to witness the ruins turned into a disastrous sight.

Who made Dantalian’s hideout look like this?

Camus hurriedly scanned Mana.

Fortunately, Rosé’s soul and body were here.

Although it was shattered and scattered, it can be revived if it is Camu’s powerful black magic.

“Dantalian, a lowly thief. There is nothing else to steal. How dare you…”

Camus set aside the rest of his family and revived only Rose.

Tsutsutsutsu…

When she just got back her sixth cousin.

“……Who is there?”

Camus sensed that something was watching him.

A monster wearing a black robe and a plague doctor mask.

A person emitting an ominous aura was watching this direction.

[The eighth poem Seere. ‘The King of the Dead’. You must have been my copycat.]

Before long, an eerie voice-modulated sound came from his mouth.

Camus tilted her head, not knowing who imitated whom.

“Who the hell are you?”

[Don’t you know me?]

“I don’t know. You and the like.”

[Looks like you’re not interested in what’s going on in the world. Don’t you even read the newspaper?]

Camus lightly snorted at his question.

“……Newspaper? Why do you read such a thing? I have no regrets in this world anymore.”

After Vikir’s death, Kamu left everything in the world. Even if it is a family affair.

After that, the unknown monster spoke.

[Devil kills.]

“If you can, do it.”

It was the first battle with an opponent of the same class after becoming a black magician.

* * *

“…… Huh!?”

Camus opened his eyes.

The battle with the hounds of the night was intense.

In particular, his aura, which burned at the end, was like the sun, almost blinding him.

“What was that?”

Camus thought, clutching his throbbing head.

The first time the hound of night drew out his bow, he let go of reason in an instant.

The savage archery that killed Bikir could never be saved alive as long as he saw the person using it.

but. As the battle continued, something became strange.

The hound of the night, whom he thought was an archer, drew his sword and emitted an aura.

It was too dazzling to see closely, but it was a sight I had seen somewhere.

‘no way?’

Countless thoughts passed through Camus’ head.

perhaps. Could it be that Bikir is still alive?

What if you were seriously injured and entered the barbarian society alive? So what if you learned archery while recuperating there?

‘Come to think of it, that bow wasn’t unusual either. It must have been carved out of a spider’s exoskeleton.’

Couldn’t Bikir eventually come back to life and take revenge on Madame Eight Legs?

The fact that he did not come back even after his body was fully healed could be due to something like amnesia.

‘…of course, it’s all just a hopeless possibility. You don’t know again, do you?’

In the first place, Kamu risked his life in the hope that he could find the remains of Bikir and bring him back to life.

The possibility that Bikir was lucky enough to survive that night.

The possibility of being accepted as a member of the tribe without being killed by the ferocious barbarians.

Possibility of learning excellent archery from them.

Possibility of killing ‘Octagonal Madame’, a nightmare of flood damage.

And the possibility that all these possibilities overlap and overlap.

However, the slim probability unconsciously moved Camus’ emotions and made Rosé track the night hound’s location without killing it even in the midst of fainting.

“……Okay. I’m going to check it right away.”

As soon as Camus recovered, he created an underground space at the bottom of the ruins that no one knows about.

And in case of an unexpected situation, I made a separate ‘Life vessel’ there.

A life vessel is a container full of highly concentrated dark mana, and to a warlock it was like a spare heart.

Camus arranged for Rosé to be teleported here in case her life was in danger.

“Okay Rosé? If I fall, you have to bring me right here. Only then will I be able to survive.”

Hearing Kamyu’s request, Rosé nodded slowly.

There’s nothing wrong with taking out insurance if you’re ever going to come here in the first place.

‘Now it’s time to check.’

If Seere’s ability is really to ‘enable you to meet the person you want to meet’, then it’s worth putting your hopes on.

Camus clenched his teeth tightly.

Then, following the traces of the night hounds, they moved their steps to the darkened ecliptic.

Piyouyong- Pung- Phuong!

Fireworks light up the night sky.

Toward the Colosseo Academy where the festival is in full swing.