Talent-Swallowing Magician - Chapter 222

Episode 222

Raising the Flag

A basement where not a single ray of light enters.

Footsteps were heard coming up the spiral staircase leading there.

Step by step.

Step by step.

Then the air in the motionless basement trembled.

At the same time, something opened my eyes.

A pair of blue ghost lights flared up like candles.

“Are you conscious, Bellot?”

The owner of the footprints spoke to the pair of ghost lights.

A calm voice. Unlike the owner of the ghost light, it was a voice that did not seem to have much power.

The voice of an old man with a slightly gruff but very ordinary voice, at best suitable only for the owner of a small street stall.

However, it was also a voice that seemed very heavy to the owner of the ghost.

This was because he was the parent who gave birth to the owner of Gwigwang and allowed him to walk in this world.

“I… I…”

“I had to make quite a lot of sacrifices because of you. Do you know?”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

That’s all the demon king Belot, the owner of the ghost light, could say. Didn’t he go to rescue the dragon heart and come back half dead?

Leda, who went with me, even died. For Grigori, the loss in power was significant.

The high priest, the owner of the voice, clicked his tongue as if he did not like it.

“Tsk! “If I can end it by saying I’m sorry, is there anything that won’t be resolved easily?”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

“Stop saying that now. “I’m sick of it.”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

The high priest glared at this guy, wondering if he was making fun of him, but when he realized that his strength was lost in the glowing ghost light, he had to shake his head.

That guy was serious.

That was the problem.

‘How on earth do you plan to work with this guy…?’

Currently, all useful ‘vessels’ under his command are away in the empire.

Lapis and Lazuli, who are the most intelligent, are leading the Grigori army.

His ‘successor’, who had never been revealed to the public yet, was hiding within the empire, awaiting orders from the high priest who could come at any moment.

As the situation is like this, there is currently only one Demon Lord left in this headquarters, Bellot.

The problem was that although Bellot could be his feet, he could not be his hands.

‘How could such a useless idiot be born as a vessel?’

If we were to judge it, it would have to be seen as a mistake on his part.

All of the previously made vessels were insufficient to accommodate the resurrected Azazel, so Bellot was born in an attempt to make an unreasonably large vessel.

Even though it was Bellot, he possessed stronger magic and monster power than two or more other Demon Lords combined.

In fact, it was a case where it became difficult to accept Azazel because he was so stupid.

‘It would have been better if Judas had been there at a time like this.’

Even though he was only a half-turned person who didn’t even get the title of ‘Devil King’, his head worked smoothly anyway. The role of the hands to move as the high priest tells them is sufficient.

Of course, Judas was dead, and Leda, who had originally been left in the role of the hand, was also killed, so even if he felt regret now, nothing would change.

I had to do something with this guy somehow.

‘Mervinger Mervinger…! You guys are holding us back until the end.’

Crash!

The high priest gritted his teeth as he recalled the man who, although he had never actually met, was no different from the one he had met.

But even for a moment.

Phew!

The high priest took a deep breath and regained his composure.

Even if you try to get angry here, nothing will change.

‘I can’t ask Lapis Lazuli to come back since she’s already out. So I have to take care of all the work here.’

The high priest was planning to catch Elric Mervinger somehow.

He had to bring back not only the dragon heart that was taken away before his eyes, but also the power represented by the North Wind and Cold Snow.

Because originally, that was the power they should have had.

‘no. We have to take away Mervinger himself. As it was, everything that those Mervingers had was actually ours.’

The high priest’s gaze turned to Belot, who was still silent.

“Eric Mervinger has appeared around here.”

“…!”

Kukuku…!

The ghost light burned brightly again.

Then the basement shook violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

‘Still, you still have a lot of strength.’

The high priest felt his irritated mind relax.

No matter how dull and stupid you say it is.

If it was just used as a simple weapon, it would be difficult to find something as big as Bellot.

Aren’t both strength and loyalty certain?

There were many things that were better than Lapis Lazuli, which was always busy looking back and forth at the orders given by the high priest and then picking and choosing according to one’s taste.

“Elic… Mervinger…!”

“It looks like he is thinking of going back to the imperial territory. “We captured the Akran fortress a little while ago.”

“Akran…!”

The ghost light burned once again.

Akran Fortress was a name that even Belot, who was slow to think and judge, knew well.

Because it was not far from where the headquarters was.

“No matter how Mervinger he is, he probably never thought that we would be near his neck. Now is the right time, as we are elated that we have achieved a great victory in the battle against the Red Lion Army.”

The high priest’s voice was powerful.

“This is also the last opportunity Azazel gave us. So belot. “You know what you have to do, right?”

The high priest had no idea that Elric was targeting them and took over Akran Fortress.

As expected, quite a long time has passed since the headquarters set up camp here.

The fact that even the Red Lion Army nearby could not determine its exact location was proof that it was in perfect hiding.

In other words, the appearance of Elric and the Star Wars in this area was merely a ‘coincidence’.

From his common sense.

“Kill me…!”

“okay. Elric Mervinger. “He must be killed no matter what.”

The high priest’s eyes sparkled with madness.

“Even if you die.”

“Even if I die…!”

“Can you do that?”

“Be sure to kill me…!”

The high priest knew very well that the current power of the Star Wars was no longer at a level that they could do anything about.

Haven’t most of the troops in the General Corps already died along with Leda?

The troops currently remaining in the headquarters were close to the minimum for defense.

On the other hand, there were many people in the star group who were considered strong in the empire.

Aside from Elric Mervinger, the Blue Lion and Company Agent are there.

No matter how strong the bellot was, if it was thrown in such a place, it would likely become isolated and die.

So if Belot goes out at this moment, he will never come back again.

‘It’s a pity that I have to break the dish again. If you can break it for the purpose of killing Mervinger, it’s a profitable business.’

The high priest’s only thought was that he had to stop Mervinger’s seed somehow.

‘You can just re-make the bowl as many times as you like.’

The high priest confirmed it repeatedly.

“Do you understand?”

“Marshal Leda…! Kill Elric Mervinger…!”

“The final decision is at dawn today. “I will teach you the strategy separately, so get in shape first.”

“I understand…”

The high priest left the basement without any further delay after Belot’s restoration.

In a space left alone.

“Elic Mervinger… He is the enemy, so he must be killed… But…”

The two naturalized Belots were looking at the spot where the high priest had left.

“The high priest is also bad….”

There was something the high priest misunderstood.

It was true that Belot was slow in thinking and judging because he had too much demonic energy.

But that doesn’t mean you can’t think.

Grumbling…!

The two naturalizations burned quietly with unknown meaning.

* * *

Tap, tap, tap!

The high priest muttered as he walked back out of the altar along the stairs.

‘We must use this incident as an opportunity to somehow complete Grigori’s resurrection.’

In fact, the high priest was anxious.

‘In that way, we will be able to gather even a little more faith and invite the advent of Azazel…’

In fact, Azazel’s resurrection was taking place much later than he had expected.

If everything had gone according to plan, he would have already chosen one of the vessels and completely descended on this earth, destroying the empire.

The plan was to start a second Great Demon War… no, a Demon God War that few people even remember anymore.

‘He doesn’t give out revelations very often these days.’

But his wish did not come true.

‘The number of demons gathered under our flag was much smaller than expected.’

This was exactly the problem.

What happens when the bowl is finished? The faith for resurrection was not gathered properly.

In fact, the high priest predicted that if Grigori’s name was revealed to the world again, many demons would flock like a cloud.

Then, the faith offered by the demons subjugated under the name of Grigori forms divinity and acts as a medium through which Azazel can descend to this earth as a new demon god.

These grand plans were by no means vain illusions.

Since Grigori had prepared everything, it was theoretically possible.

More than anything.

Currently, numerous demons are scattered across the continent without any central point.

Many of them were hiding their identities and living among humans.

So, I was thinking of becoming a focal point for them.

The problem was that the response was too low.

There may be many reasons.

This probably means that many people are still busy calculating whether to join Grigori or not.

‘Stupid things…! You have to try it yourself to find out what is poop and what is soybean paste…!’

As a high priest, the scattered demons looked as stupid as Belot, making me wonder if all the people who knew how to use their brains had died in the Great Demon War.

But what can I do?

What is urgent right now is themselves.

so.

The high priest was planning to somehow make a big issue out of it in order to increase the response of those people.

‘Here, Elric Mervinger’s head, there…!’

The high priest shaved his head.

In any case, no matter what happened, the things he hoped for had to succeed.

Otherwise, Grigori had no choice but to destroy himself.

‘Currently, we lack many things to overthrow the empire with our own power.’

A cool breeze blew from outside. The high priest’s mind also seemed to become clearer.

I guess I should get some fresh air here and then go back in.

Far away.

Akran Fortress was visible beyond the ridge. Mervinger’s flag is also waving powerfully.

‘Let’s see how long you can stay triumphant, Mervinger.’

The high priest narrows his eyes.

“It’s windy. “Please come in now.”

The subordinate who had been following him lowered his head slightly.

I don’t remember his name, but he was a child who always faithfully followed his words and put Azazel’s teachings into practice.

Perhaps, if he keeps looking at Mervinger’s flag, he will feel uncomfortable again, so they are probably trying to take him in.

He was a very thoughtful child.

‘If Belot were as big as this kid.’

Even though the high priest felt regretful, he smiled faintly.

“OK. “I guess so.”

At that time, I was about to turn around and go back to the gun post as he said.

Piing-

“Priest! It’s dangerous!”

“what…?”

At the urgent cry, the high priest turned his head to the side, and the child who had been running towards him as if trying to protect him a moment ago suddenly broke into pieces.

Fuwaaaaak!

Dirty blood and flesh covered the high priest’s face.

“What is this…?”

The high priest momentarily doesn’t understand the situation and closes his eyes.

Swish swish!

Hundreds and thousands of arrows fell like a shower from the sky.

Wizard who swallowed talent