Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Hit

Gulp. Gulp.

The guy seemed to have no thought of hiding.

Looking at the heads everyone had the atmosphere of noticing to some extent.

Excluding only Adrianne who had no sense at all. Because of Adrianne’s disposition of not putting interest if excluding the demon race.

Even so—.

‘Drinking so openly right behind and not knowing is too much?’

Robert who habitually turned his head met eyes with Galahad.

“I heard there is a tradition in the North of drinking the blood of the demon race. Shouldn’t one follow the North’s tradition in the North?”

Galahad said while slightly wiping his mouth. Strangely the lips were redder than earlier.

The tradition of drinking the blood of the demon race—. It was not words that did not exist.

That story came out because of the Grand Duke.

Although activities stopped when Adrianne was born, the Grand Duke was a person counted as the strongest in history in the North.

The story of the Grand Duke pulling out the demon race’s head with only one’s own martial power without using aura came down like a legend.

There were various hypotheses about the Grand Duke’s strength closer to a magic beast than a human.

Among them the most famous was eating demons.

The Grand Duke filled his belly with the flesh pieces of the demon race and magic beasts and wet his throat with that blood. The story that he became stronger because of that.

Because of that the story circulated that to become the best warrior one rather had to eat the demon race.

The North’s 1st Battalion was elite. It meant they were those closest to the best warrior.

In the 1st Battalion there was an initiation of making newcomers drink the blood of the demon race. Because of that Robert also had experience drinking the blood of the demon race.

The blood of the demon race really tasted dirty. It was something beyond the level of no taste.

Even Robert who grew up eating raw meat could not eat something for several days after drinking the blood of the demon race.

The problem was not only the taste.

If one drank the blood of the demon race pain as if the inside of the body was burning rose. That was not something one could endure.

Because of that it was now a tradition that became obsolete.

There were guys who occasionally drank the blood of the demon race to prove they were true Northern warriors.

Even such guys drinking one sip or two sips was all.

Yet······.

Gulp— gulp—.

At the cool sound continuously heard from the side Robert trembled softly.

“I heard it is to become the best warrior? That is a fine tradition.”

At Galahad’s voice mixed with laughter Robert turned his head.

Yes, there was a tradition.

The tradition that to become a true warrior in the North one has to drink the blood of the demon race—.

But—.

‘You are not from the North.’

No, not even a warrior. Robert forcibly swallowed the words that rose to the tip of the mouth.

As long as one caught the demon race well anything was fine.

‘His Grace the Grand Duke would like it.’

Somehow it seemed the Grand Duke was seen from the guy.

Heading in the direction Galahad pointed the demon races were clumped.

“It is a mid-rank demon race. Everyone please be tense.”

In the demon race’s territory the demon race became stronger. Because of that even a mid-rank demon race was not an easy opponent.

Tension fully rose.

Sweat filled inside the gauntlet.

“Oh, mid-rank.”

He pretended not to hear the sound of licking lips.

Even with a mid-rank demon race the battle was easy to an abnormal degree.

As expected the cause was Galahad.

Thanks to the smoke Galahad cleaned the demon race could not ambush.

In the clearly seen front the mid-rank demon race could not withstand Adrianne.

The battle ended easily to the extent the tension was meaningless.

“Didn’t you fill earlier?”

Adrianne asked while looking at Galahad filling the water bottle. As expected it seemed she did not notice that he was drinking the blood.

“Ah, I used it for magic.”

“I will help.”

Looking at Galahad and Adrianne sitting side by side filling the blood of the demon race, it was to the extent of doubting whether they were fighting the demon race.

“It is a bit hungry, how about eating some food and going.”

“Understood.”

Even ate food.

If one heard the story of eating lunch in the demon race’s territory, opposition of ‘Crazy. Did you come to play here?’ would come out but—.

Now everyone was quiet.

It was after catching more demon race than usual.

Yet there were no injured.

If said after returning, it was clear curses of do not talk nonsense would return.

The cause was clear.

It was Galahad. The guy, only one person changed the board.

From blocking raids in tension to hunting looking for—. That was absolutely not a minor difference.

Such Galahad saying he would rest, who could say something.

“Really delicious.”

“Right? Our Tom cooks quite well. Sir Gilbert, get out of there. Can’t you see the warm date.”

“It is not a date.”

“Understood. Still Sir Gilbert get out a bit. No sense.”

“I am also hungry.”

“Earlier you said something about packing what food, no conscience.”

It was the first. Resting in the demon race’s territory—.

Everyone sat awkwardly and exchanged gazes.

‘Is this correct—.’

They rested while feeling a subtle unpleasantness.

****

‘Eating endlessly.’

Galahad muttered while pressing firmly around the chest where weight was felt.

Curious until when it entered he continuously put the blood of the demon race, yet the pill of pain ate endlessly.

Even screamed asking for more.

The quality of the mana it emitted was also gradually getting better. As he drank the blood of the demon race, the guy also seemed to grow.

There was a limit to the mana a mage could store.

At that Galahad was continuously scattering mana to store the denser concentration mana the pill of pain gave.

There was a limit to the mana one could store in the body, and considerable time was needed to fill that.

It was one of the reasons mages preferred staffs.

Because if one only changed the mana stone attached to the staff one could use magic right away. There was the disadvantage that the price was enormous.

Galahad’s recovery speed was fast because he used all mana every day since starting magic, but still it took time.

Yet thanks to the pill of pain that process was almost none.

“Hmm, the taste is denser.”

“······Yes?”

“Ah, it is the sound that the demon race seems stronger than outside.”

“Yes, in the demon race’s territory the demon race and magic beasts become one stage stronger.”

“Is it because of the mana concentration?”

“Concentration? It is a word heard for the first time.”

At Gilbert Galahad clicked his tongue softly. Galahad who tried to explain something shook his head.

“There is such a thing.”

“······Why are you giving up?”

Galahad ignored him and continued the thoughts.

If the mana concentration becomes dense the demon race becomes stronger—.

It is hard to use magic at this dense concentration, but if only one can use it the principle that the power becomes stronger would be similar.

In some sense a natural story, yet somehow it was very unpleasant.

‘So is that why the demon race could not win in the Demon War?’

The mana concentration of the central region was really pathetic compared to here.

If there really was a correlation between mana concentration and the demon race’s power, in the central region the demon race’s power would become weak to an incomparable degree.

It was a quite valid hypothesis.

‘Then does the demon race’s king have the ability to overturn that.’

For example an ability that raises mana concentration—.

Thinking of Adrianne’s nature of burning mana, it was not an impossible thing.

“I know.”

Adrianne who met eyes said an unexpected sound. It was the same expressionless, but somehow confidence was felt.

“What are you saying?”

“Concentration. If the fog is dense the concentration is high, if thin the concentration is low—. Isn’t it?”

At Adrianne’s answer full of confidence Galahad pondered for a moment and nodded.

Then the surrounding knights applauded and praised Adrianne’s clear-headedness. They praised saying she combined civil and martial.

Adrianne shook her head saying it was nothing. Those eyebrows were slightly raised.

‘It is really nothing.’

Galahad forcibly shook his head and scattered mana threads.

This was magic applying the mana arrow. It was scattering the mana arrow thinly like a thread, using the principle that low concentration mana disappears if it touches a demon race or magic beast.

It was hastily made magic, but the effect was unexpectedly good. It was a method possible because the opponent was a demon race that low concentration magic did not work on.

Then, a signal came. And that several—.

The number was more than before.

“Hmm.”

Galahad let out a groan sound softly.

“Why?”

“The demon races are clumped. Quite a lot.”

The demon race met while coming was at most six even if many. There were only magic beasts and such attached.

Yet the guys just found were at least over ten.

“About how many?”

“At least ten. Did they get scared from catching a lot?”

At Galahad’s question Adrianne shook her head.

“The demon race cannot feel fear.”

“I see. Anyway, unlike until now the number is large.”

Then, the surrounding atmosphere heated. The knights adjusted their swords and spat hot breath. It was an appearance with heat fully risen.

“If the dirty demon race guys are gathered isn’t it well done?”

“One can handle at once.”

The guys were strangely looking as if welcoming.

‘Ignorant guys.’

At the Northern guys burning righteousness Galahad clicked his tongue.

He caught the direction and advanced.

Because it was a situation where one had to use mana even deliberately, Galahad continuously caused rough wind with one hand. The rough wind was gradually becoming familiar to the hand.

Then, far away the clumped demon races were seen.

“The opponent is many. Do not let go of tension.”

Adrianne caused the usual white aura and ran out.

Then, between the overlapping demon races a demon race that did not look ordinary appeared. The number increased in an instant. Subsequently the ground below Adrianne split and a huge magic beast revealed its appearance.

‘Was it a trap.’

Well since entering the demon race’s territory he had been poking around here and there. Rather not noticing was more strange.

It was not that he did not expect this kind of reaction.

He just did not care. Because there was Adrianne, the natural enemy of the demon race.

“I will enter first. Everyone please wait.”

Adrianne fell between the magic beasts without hesitation.

White aura fully blazed. The huge magic beast became ash and fluttered as is.

The demon races revealed fierce hostility and ran at Adrianne.

Ash scattering again—. Adrianne’s appearance disappeared between that.

The other knights moved as if spreading. That movement was quite soft. It seemed a quite familiar situation.

It was the appearance of all the demon race and magic beasts gathering on Adrianne.

It was Adrianne who burned mana. It would not be dangerous to that degree of demon race.

However, if left like that it looked like Adrianne would make all into ash.

That is the sound of nothing remaining.

“This is dangerous.”

Galahad urgently compressed mana.

Before Adrianne made all into ash one had to salvage even a few.

White aura rose and one magic beast changed into ash. Adrianne was seen between that. Impatience and at the same time the heart beat roughly.

It was the pill of pain. Whether because he fed a lot of the blood of the demon race the pill of pain strongly revealed its presence.

The guy’s urging was more intense than before. To the extent the mind shook momentarily. The heart ran more roughly.

‘There is this kind of side effect.’

It was the feeling the pill of pain became too strong because he fed too much of the blood of the demon race.

From when the mana concentration gradually became dense something was strange—.

Whether it had been hiding until now, the pill of pain fully revealed its presence.

‘A cunning guy.’

Maintaining the mind desperately was all.

The pill of pain even while spitting out what it ate, forced Adrianne’s death.

It was to the extent hard to refuse anymore.

Then, Adrianne was caught in the gaze. Seeing the appearance of struggling surrounded by magic beasts and demon race, the pill of pain shook more strongly.

Kill her right now—.

‘No, how Adrianne—.’

Galahad who was chewing his lips suddenly thought of a good idea.

Suppressing the pill of pain whose presence rose had a limit.

If not suppressing that but rather using it—?

‘Yes, I will kill.’

When he answered shortly the pill of pain stopped abruptly—.

The dizzy head became clear in an instant. Galahad calculated again. The same conclusion was derived.

The pill of pain and Adrianne, even the demon race—.

A genius method of handling the three at once.

‘Good.’

Galahad raised the corners of his mouth and moved mana.

Because he continuously fed high concentration mana was full.

The mana the pill of pain spat out moved even more easily than Galahad’s mana. Exactly like mana that went through a water purifier once.

He compressed the already high concentration mana one more time.

In an instant the heart became heavy. As if overload came the body trembled.

He endured firmly and pressed the mana. Creak, a terrible sound was heard as if bones dislocated.

It’s fine. Because bones can be matched again.

Without giving up he pressed the mana again.

Sparks jumped from Galahad’s finger.

“It will be fine.”

Then, Gilbert said while pointing at Adrianne.

Wondering what nonsense it was he looked and Gilbert nodded as if telling to be relieved.

“Because she is not a person who would fall into danger in a place like this, you do not have to worry.”

Gilbert suddenly gave serious advice.

Galahad who pondered for a moment raised the corners of his mouth.

“Agreed.”

****

‘I said there is no need to worry.’

Gilbert muttered while looking at Galahad whose capillaries burst.

Adrianne surrounded by the demon race and magic beasts looks dangerous, but compared to the crises she overcame that degree is nothing.

Because he knew that the direct unit or Gilbert were acting without being impatient.

Yet Galahad who was always leisurely rather showed an impatient appearance.

Galahad fully raised blood vessels in the eyes, and the body was trembling and chanting a formula.

Even though he said there was no need to do so Galahad-like he did not listen at all.

It was a slightly different appearance. Galahad showing that kind of impatient appearance—.

‘Surely······.’

Gilbert thought just in case—.

Galahad desperately chanting a formula as soon as seeing Adrianne in crisis—.

From the appearance of concentrating with a red eyes with burst capillaries and blood vessels raised on the neck even desperation was felt.

What that meant was—.

‘As expected is he keeping Adrianne in mind?’

Well it was that Adrianne. Not liking was more strange.

‘Even so that Galahad? Looking at the circumstances it is certain. No, even so that Galahad?’

When Gilbert was immersed in agony—, Galahad’s mouth opened.

“Chain lightning.”

A small spark shot from Galahad’s finger went up to the sky.

It was similar to the magic used on Hermun, but the pressure was different from then.

Then, the sky full of dark clouds with no light was roughly torn.

Through that gap intense lightning revealed its appearance.

It was thicker lightning than before.

‘That—.’

At the unusual atmosphere Gilbert swallowed dry saliva.

“Adrianne! Be careful!”

Then, Galahad shouted.

‘Is that something one can be careful with saying be careful?’

Before Galahad’s words even ended the lightning was shot.

Yet that position was somewhat strange.

No—, it was very strange.

‘Why at Adrianne—?’

The lightning stuck to Adrianne without a single error.

Boom—!

The lightning continuously struck around Adrianne.

Natural words, but Adrianne was not affected.

The lightning that fell on Adrianne was disrupted by the white aura.

Then pieces bounced as if from the thick lightning, and those made the surroundings into a mess.

The magic beasts and demon race that were directly hit burst as if swept.

Gilbert also knew that Adrianne burned mana. So she would not be affected by magic.

However, even knowing that—.

‘Even so to one’s own fiancée······?’

Silence settled on the battlefield.

Everyone stared at Galahad not the demon race.

Among the gazes full of astonishment that deepened one layer—.

“Hoo, it is a hit.”

Galahad brushed back the messy hair.

It was a very refreshing face.