Translator: rainbowturtle
Editor: LD & Jyazen
âAgain? I thought you were pretty careful, yet youâre coming out so resolutely.â Baler looked amazed. He had grasped through this short conversation that the human was calm and thoughtful. From a hostile point of view, the human would make for a very uncomfortable opposition.
âYet he is sometimes resolute?â Baler thought. This person was a human, but he was more demon-like than actual demons. Baler really liked it.
âCome to think about it... I donât know his name?â Baler said he would accept this person as his subordinate, but he didnât know the humanâs name or even his identity. The human seemed to be at least a viscount if he owned a city. âHe is good enough to be an earl, but...â
The position of earl was difficult to decide by force alone. It was impossible to rise up to that position without the backing of a demon king or a duke. No, it was possible, but they would lose their life without keeping it for long.
âBefore that, how about introducing yourself?â Baler asked Hyeonu for an introduction.
Upon hearing this, Hyeonu realized something.
âI was stupid,â he remarked inwardly. Heâd asked for protection without even mentioning anything about himself so far. Having been too worried, Hyeonu had simply moved on to the next topic. He didnât think he could have been even stupider. Hyeonu bowed his head and apologized to Baler, âI see... Iâm sorry, Baler. I was a bit distracted.â
This was obviously his mistake. It was polite to give introductions at the beginning of a conversation.
âIâm Viscount Argon. I rule the 38th city, Etono.â
âEtono? Whose territory was that?â Baler shrugged like he had no idea at all.
âViscount Ergalâa nobleman under Damanos, demon king of iron blood.â
âAh, really? Damanos?â
When Hyeonu saw Balerâs visibly brighter expression, his face showed that he wanted an explanation.
âDamanos can never argue with my decision. Well, it isnât just him. Rubolle and Galiya are the same,â Baler asserted with a smile. He was full of conviction.
âBaler, do they have any weaknesses?â
Baler shook his head at Hyeonuâs question. He approached Hyeonu and whispered quietly, âIt isnât a weakness. It is just how the current power structure is like now. Iâll explain it just once, so pay attention.â
It seemed to be a very important story. Hyeonu gulped and nodded.
âCurrently, the demon world is in a very tense state. Do you know the reason for that, Viscount Argon?â
âI donât know, but I have a guess.â
âReally? Then tell me. Iâm curious about how much you know.â Balerâs eyes lit up. He was interested in Hyeonuâs statement.
âThe invasion of the middle world.â
âHoh?â Baler looked surprised. Hyeonu knew more than Baler thought. Balerâs expression changed rapidly as Hyeonu kept talking.
âI know that at the center of it is Demon King Rubolle, Demon King Damanos. and Demon King Galiya.â
Baler now showed an expression of astonishment. This wasnât at the level of not knowing...
This was knowing everything.
âYou know the general framework...â
âIs that so?â Hyeonu responded in a calm voice like he had no interest.
âYou told me everything yourself...â
In fact, there was only one thing that Hyeonu had already known. It was that Rubolle was preparing for an invasion of the middle world. He had discovered this when Earl Carpe appeared in the middle world. Hyeonu only found out the rest from what Baler just told him. Damanos, Rubolle, and Galiya all had the same relationship with Baler. Therefore, Hyeonu surmised that the three of them were hard-liners aiming for an invasion of the middle world.
Baler clapped and asked Hyeonu, âRight, so what is your second request?â
âI couldnât tell you due to your words.âHyeonu made a bitter smile. Baler had talked so much that Hyeonu hadnât been able to express his second request.
âThe first human you said you metâcan you let me see him?â
Hyeonu instinctively knew that the first human Baler said heâd met was Duke Blake, whom Hyeonu was looking for.
âIs that your request? It is so easy that I feel sorry...â Balerâs expression cooled rapidly. His excitement had subsided. He tried to hide his feelings of boredom, but they couldnât be hidden.
âDo you know where he is now?â
âHow can I not know? It isnât just me. There are few people who donât know. Rather, it is weirder that you donât know.â
âIs he so famous? A human..?â
âNot as a human. He is known as a demon.â Baler said while looking at Hyeonu with strange eyes. Then he smiled and explained, âHe is a noble as wellâa senior noble with a city. It is impossible not to know him.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Hyeonu nodded at Balerâs words. It was indeed impossible not to know of the person in question. There were only 72 nobles with cities. Seven were demon kings, so in the end, only 65 were pure nobles. This person had to be famous.
âIs his city close to here?â
âIt is close, very close. It is a stoneâs throw away.â
âHow close is it?â Hyeonu asked again. He needed confirmation because Balerâs standards might be different.
âIt is near the Forest of Death. Quereâthat is the city ruled by the human.â
Hyeonuâs eyes widened. Quere was the name of the city that Viscount Garcia was visiting. It was also the city where Duke John was the master. This meant...
âAre you saying that Duke John is a human?â Hyeonu looked surprised. His face was covered with a mask, so Baler couldnât see it. Nevertheless, Baler accurately noticed the change in emotions because Hyeonuâs voice had changed.
âYou seem really shocked. I understand. I too was surprised at first. A human being actually ascended to the dukeâs position under Rubolle, who treats him like a bug.â Baler took a small breath at this point. âWe should continue the next conversation in Quere. That would be better.â
Baler shook his head and flicked his finger. Before Hyeonu could react, he and Baler disappeared without a trace from the Forest of Death.
***
In a garden that didnât suit a lordâs castle, a man with silver hair was there tidying up the dark green grass.
âDuke John, Iâm sorry I havenât come to see you for a long time.â A man in dark purple clothes bowed toward the silver-haired man.
It was a greeting made with extreme courtesy.
âWhy are you sorry? You are the only person who comes to see me.â The silver-haired man, Duke John, waved his hand toward Viscount Garcia, who was dressed in purple clothes. He didnât really welcome guests, but he didnât badly treat those who came. Still, having someone to talk to was good for killing time.
When Duke John saw Viscount Garciaâs bright face, he wondered, âHas everything been okay in the meantime? Your expression looks a bit better.â
His face seemed to be asking about the latest situation.
âI have regained my city with the help of Baron Argon.â Garcia tried to hold back his laughter and just smiled softly.
âThatâs a good thing. Iâm sorry I couldnât help. You know that, right? How foolish it is to raise your power using someone elseâs hand.â
âI know. You shouldnât be swayed by personal feelings. Thatâs why I didnât tell you.â
âThatâs why I consider you better than others. You donât cross the line.â Duke John laughed. Viscount Garcia got the chills from Duke Johnâs laughter as he noticed the dukeâs words were sincere.
âBy the way, did you say Argon? Why donât you talk a bit more about him? Itâs been a while since Iâve been interested in someone.â Duke John was interested in Baron Argonâin other words, Hyeonu. How exactly did he get to and from the middle world and demon world? Duke John was focused on this method.
âIt is nice here, but... Indeed...â
Duke John felt nostalgic about the continent. Of course, the demon world wasnât that bad. He could fight whenever he wanted to, and there was no problem with eating and living. Rather, he ate delicious things that were dozens or hundreds of times better than in the human world. Still, the demon world was the demon world. The duke had no bond with the past here, only a world with the present and the future. He had no memories here at all.
âI really miss them...â He wanted to see the rebellious children and meet the people he shared memories with.
âDuke, I was going to introduce him to you. It hasnât been long since he became a noble. He has an outstanding combat force, but he is more like a lone wolf. So I hope you can lend your name...âViscount Garcia bowed his head.
In a way, this was a rude request. He had come here without saying anything to ask the duke for a favor. A viscount was a noble, but it was no different from a commoner compared to a duke. Rather, the wall between a duke and viscount was thicker and harder than the wall between a viscount and the common people.
âWhy are you bowing? It isnât that hard. Between you and me, I believe in your discerning eye. In addition, you gave me such a gift, so I can do you this favor,â Duke Blake replied. The two of them continued their conversation. There were both serious and boring stories.
Just then, a huge storm of magic power formed in the garden. Viscount Garcia pressed his lips tightly together and raised his own magic power as a defense, but the magic power felt in the garden was too great. If he didnât do this, he wouldnât be able to hold on.
âCourtesy... Donât you know that when you come and visit someone elseâs house, your hands should be filled with gifts and you should come quietly?â Duke John waved his hand with a frown. The storm of magic power weakened in an instant.
âItâs been a long time, John. I donât come here too often, right? What is politeness among friends?â Baler waved with a brazen expression. He ignored Duke Johnâs words and just said what he wanted.
âWho is it?â Viscount Garcia raised his head the moment the storm of magic power disappeared. He wondered who was talking to Duke John. There were two demons standing there. One of them was someone Viscount Garcia knew well.
âEh? Baron Argon?â Viscount Garcia said in surprise.
Hyeonu waved to him. âIt is viscount nowâViscount Argon.â
Then Hyeonu walked forward and stood in front of Duke John. âDuke, Iâve been looking for you for a long time.â
âI am meeting you for the first time, yet youâve been looking for me...?â Duke John cocked his head at Hyeonuâs words. It was the first time he had ever seen this face. Theyâd had no previous contact at all.
Hyeonu opened his mouth again and said, âMy master really wants to see you, Duke Blake.â
The composure on Duke Johnâno, Duke Blakeâs face was broken.