The World-Class Extra’s Walkthrough - Chapter 254

Episode 254:

The Demon Clan,

what are you laughing at?

Whoosh.

I just pulled out the Hebiod and pointed at it at the point of the sword.

“….”

Bersig’s expression hardened slightly when his uvula was stabbed while he was laughing excitedly.

The tip of the knife penetrated the skin and blood began to leak out.

But I didn’t lift the blade.

Demons have strong bodies that allow them to breathe even if they have a hole in their chest.

That means that just because you bleed a little, you won’t die.

“Do you want to keep smiling?”

“…You’re quite good at intimidation. What do you have to do with our clan? “Are you a traitor to the demon race?”

“What is a traitor? “I guess you forgot, but I asked the question.”

More and more blood flows through the blade.

The Heviod in my hand laughed in a sinister voice.

-He says that, but he is afraid. Poke deeper.

…Thank you for the advice.

I pressed the tip of the knife harder.

“Damn it! The crazy guy has no fear!”

Versig trembled and rolled his eyes as if he was getting scared.

Then suddenly it growled like this.

“I laughed because the question itself was stupid! Isn’t the homunculus you’re looking for here? “Are you sure you don’t know?”

“What do you mean?”

“Homunculus! That’s right…”

Whoosh!

It was at that moment that a sharp sound of shock struck me.

A swift sword with such incredible speed that even I couldn’t see its trajectory clearly.

“Oooooh!”

A scream broke out.

The blade, which was not only sharp but filled with fear, tore off Versig’s cheek and tongue.

“…You’re trying to talk nonsense.”

It was the sword of Jerez Magria, who had never drawn a sword before.

“How…”

“That doesn’t make sense.”

Kals and Tyrvaen’s mouths dropped open.

They looked very embarrassed as they did not know much about the capabilities of the leader of the revolutionary army.

But I narrowed my eyes.

Rather, I was able to find out one new piece of information.

‘That wasn’t just swordplay.’

Jerez had the power of God as a contractor for foreign affairs.

The swordsmanship shown just now seemed to contain some of that divine power.

Otherwise, this strange magic power and strange trajectory could not be explained.

And one more thing.

‘…and tried to silence Bersig.’

It certainly was.

When the demon count tried to say something about the homunculus, Jerez rushed at him and cut off the guy’s mouth.

Up until now, he had just folded his arms and watched what I was doing.

Suddenly, he pulled out his sword and ripped the demon’s mouth open, accusing him of saying something useless.

What is this?

“….”

Tuk.

I threw away the bloodied demon count and turned to Jerez.

“What are you trying to hide?”

A life that naturally leaks out.

I also had the power of destiny.

So I had no intention of losing the battle.

“Is it the right attitude for a companion to disturb me? If you start messing around, I won’t be silent either. Jerez.”

Although I completely understand not contributing to this battle.

I cannot tolerate interference like this.

“….”

Then Jerez was silent for a moment.

“This is for you.”

She responded lightly, twisting her lips fiercely.

I crinkled my eyes.

“This is for me?”

Which part?

“As I said before, the mere fact that some truths are known can be harmful. “If it’s a secret you can’t handle, it’s better not to know.”

Eat.

I sneered and shook my head.

“dog sound.”

Would the truth be harmful to me?

Whether I can handle it or not…

“That is all up to me to judge. “Don’t be presumptuous, Commander.”

“is it? “Do you really think so?”

“Isn’t it obvious? “Do I really look like the empire’s bastard third prince?”

Sorry, but I wasn’t that kid.

When I responded so coldly, Jerez wrinkled his nose and giggled.

And I was lost in thought for a moment.

I frowned.

‘What are you worrying about?’

At that very moment, the leader of the revolutionary army made a shocking confession to me.

“I am a homunculus.”

“…what?”

A strange confession that has no choice but to be repeated.

But she spoke again forcefully.

“That means I am the first generation homunculus.”

“I would have told you to cut the bullshit. “What kind of joke…”

But I realized something and had no choice but to keep my mouth shut.

Now that I think about it, there was something that bothered me.

That face that looks too much like Hael.

Just like hers, his white and beautiful features, as if carved from white jade, caught my eye again.

Even though they look alike, they look too much alike.

‘…no way.’

Deep inside, I wondered how that could be possible.

But on the other hand, I thought there was nothing that couldn’t be done.

I already knew that Jerez Magria was a half-elf.

‘And Hael also has elf blood.’

Maybe the two people have the same lineage. They may

have had the same progenitor…

or Hael may have inherited the blood of Jerez.

‘It could be the other way around.’

There were many possibilities.

‘…Shit.’

My back hurts.

It was virtually impossible to guess the origins of artificially created homunculi.

It was meaningless to assume something.

So I furrowed my brow and shook my head.

“I just believe it’s a lie.”

“Hehe. It looks like your head is messed up. “I told you earlier.”

Jerez smiled meaningfully.

“Not all truth is always beneficial.”

“…Noisy. shut up.”

After silencing Jerez, I again grabbed the collar of the collapsed demon count.

Then, I asked Tyrvaen to fix the messed up snout using healing magic.

I once again turned to face the guy who was smoothing my cheek, which suddenly became normal.

“I will say it just one more time. Tell me where your homunculi are. That’s the only reason I kept you alive. “If you say nonsense again…”

I condensed the destructive power of the Yonggok Wave in his ears.

Wooooow!

“Let me give that reckless head some air. “You understand, right?”

Then Bersig rolled his eyes here and there with a very stern expression.

I narrowed my eyes at that sight.

‘Are you paying attention?’

…why?

The moment I had a question, Bersig hurriedly opened his mouth.

“It’s in the upper part of the tower. “They are all hidden in the rooftop here.”

“Rooftop…?”

Does this mean we have to go up to the upper level of the Demon King’s Palace?

“The way up is…”

“Hmm, the smell of blood is getting stronger, so I guess it’s that way.”

Jerez Magria cuts off Bersig again.

She smiled leisurely and walked into the darkness.

Jump and jump.

The sound of footsteps is unusually loud.

“…Lowering.”

“Something is strange.”

Kals and Tyrvaen cautiously opened their mouths.

I, too, couldn’t help but feel a strange premonition.

It was very suspicious.

‘…You’re a homunculus?’

Is that why you covered Bersig’s mouth?

but.

‘Is that really all there is?’

It seems like he’s hiding something more?

They’re clearly hiding something…

but what is it?

“….”

I was looking at the back of Jerez’s head and feeling an unexplainable sense of foreboding.

And it wasn’t long before the reality was revealed.

* * *

Leishach expressed his doubts.

“Lieutenant Count Bersig hasn’t arrived yet?”

“yes! “Our Count hasn’t come yet!”

“You must have moved before me? Could it be that that idiot is in the ‘Tower of Lies’?”

But the adjutant shook his head.

“We checked it too! He also says no! Strangely, we are currently unable to communicate with the Count!”

“…It’s really strange.”

The stone pillars that stored enormous magical power exploded, creating a problem with communication magic.

‘There won’t be any problems with Bersig, right?’

He was a demon of high enough stature to not be swayed by such trivial issues.

Could it have been an intruder?

‘That can’t be possible…’

He was really a guy who was constantly talking.

Still, Bersig was the Count of the Demon World.

Among the demonic clan, the only ones who could reliably defeat him were the Archduke and the Demon King.

There was no way a guy like that would have been harmed by a human intruder.

‘Well, he’ll show up soon.’

Ruishah thought nothing of it and looked away.

The place where she was standing now was the top floor of the ‘Tower of Truth’ among the two towers of the Demon King’s palace.

There are two things that Leishach and her knights, who must defend this place, must check.

The first one is….

“What is the kings’ response? “Have the demonic messengers sent by Bersig returned?”

Elmodros, the Demon King of Truth.

Mirkrtan, the demon lord of lies.

It was to check whether the owners of the Demon King’s Palace heard this news.

As the owner of this city and its most powerful force, checking their situation was a top priority for Leishach.

“yes! Count! Fortunately, the kings are returning to Belarux! “I have news that you will be arriving soon!”

“Thank goodness.”

Reisach nodded lightly at the adjutant’s report.

‘If the kings return on time, I have nothing to worry about.’

Unfortunately, the city was largely destroyed and many of its family members were lost…

but ‘that’s all that needs to be restored.’

As long as we protect the most important things in this city, there won’t be any problems.

It would be far better to find out the identity of those intruders, chase down those behind them, and take revenge.

‘Okay then, number two.’

R’Ishach turned his head into the darkness and gestured.

“Bring someone to do the melting work.”

“There is still a lot of resistance!”

“are you okay. “I will handle it myself.”

“All right!”

The only reason why this city of Belarux and the Demon King’s Palace were built.

It was to maintain the powerful magic device created by the Demon God and operate it as needed.

…the ‘Fountain of Blood’.

A mysterious device installed to create the blood of a god.

This place could be said to be the cradle and tomb of an asin (a being close to a god).

First, mass produce homunculi implanted with weak divine blood.

Send them to the outside world to increase their power.

And when the time comes, you will reap it.

‘Just like harvesting fruit from a field where seeds were sown…’

When the command was given, the demons captured the homunculi without delay.

And by repeatedly dissolving the new blood in the spring, the new blood became more and more powerful.

Currently, in the Demon King’s palace, there was one homunculus waiting to be melted.

Ruishach personally defends the ‘Fountain of Blood’ until the demon lords return.

I was thinking of doing the melting work just in case.

Because the demon kings extremely disliked the delay in the demon god’s orders.

“It’s a second-generation entity! “The resistance was so strong that we were unable to confirm the object identification number!”

“Is it that much?”

“yes! Instead, he introduced himself using his human name…! Oh, what was that? Har? heart?”

As the adjutant tilted his head, Leishach smiled.

“That’s funny. What’s the name of the bag of blood?”

“That is correct!”

“Bring a knife to use for dismemberment.”

A cruel order is given.

Sigh.

The iron door opened in the dark.

The victim, who appeared side by side with the blade that was about to cut his body, had his limbs mercilessly tied.

A fairy quietly closed her eyes.

“….”

It was Hael.

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