Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Coat Gift

“It is for the daughter so please understand! The basic of a mage what! That!”

Daniel opened his mouth wide. Between them, huge fangs like daggers were visible. The red bloodshot eyes and the skin with countless capillaries raised were not human at a rough glance.

“Are you talking about the basic cultivation of a mage? Sorry, but there is only one heart so giving it is a little difficult.”

“Are you not a mage!”

He calmly explained the reason for refusal, but it seemed not understood.

Clicking his tongue softly, he moved his mana. A spark strongly jumped from his fingertips. Sparks occurred in succession between his fingers.

The spark that was small at first inflated in size in an instant as it passed through the fingers. He brought the hand holding the enlarged spark to Daniel’s abdomen.

“Kyaaaaak!”

Daniel screamed and twisted his body. The little hair Daniel had stood on end. A browned smell wafted.

It was only for a very short moment. The guy ran at him again as if he had never been in pain.

Because it was a hastily cast magic it was weak, but not to the extent of being that fine.

Galahad examined the guy’s affected area. Even if it was a knight, if hit directly a cool lightning tattoo would have been engraved, but the guy was only blackened.

‘Demon race?’

It was a fairly famous story that magic does not work properly on the demon race. Because the root of magic was the demon race from the beginning.

“You liked the daughter too! A man should give at least a heart for love!”

“When did I like her. It was just that she was pitiful for being stupid yet trying, so I taught her magic. And honestly Emma resembles you so I dislike her.”

“What?! Who is stupid?! Do not deceive! I saw everything you were peeking!”

Daniel shouted while thrusting his long fangs. Galahad was dumbfounded. From the beginning—.

“Emma is ugly because she resembles you! The reason I confused her with you is also because of that.”

“Dare you toy with my daughter! I cannot endure it! Hand over your heart as an apology!”

“Why is Emma being ugly my fault. It is your fault.”

He calmly explained but the stupid demon did not listen.

Galahad scattered mana in the air. Crunch—. Daniel’s fangs were blocked in the air. The guy’s bloodshot pupils rolled. It was hideously monstrous.

“Actually I am a body that will become the Grand Duke’s son-in-law. Beg for forgiveness even now.”

“What son-in-law! The Grand Duke hates mages terribly! And anyway even if you go to the Grand Duke you will die painfully, so quietly become the nutrient for our pretty daughter! That side is more constructive!”

Daniel shouted and moved his hands. In the meantime he seemed to have found a gap in the magic, and his nails tore the magic. Long nails aimed at Galahad’s shoulder.

He could block it, but if he blocked he would rather be pushed into a defensive position. Having finished the calculation, Galahad fell backward while swinging his mana.

A sharp pain was felt in the shoulder. For a moment his mind shook, but the magic did not falter. Long fire spewed from Galahad’s hand.

“Kuaaaaak! Shooting fire at a person! Crazy mage bastard!!”

“Didn’t you stab with your nails first! I was in pain too!”

“Aaaak! Fuck!”

Daniel with fire attached jumped.

At the pain felt in the shoulder his vision shook for a moment, but the magic was shot straight at Daniel.

A line was long drawn on Daniel’s chest. The pink dress tore and abundant chest hair was revealed.

Daniel with eyes rolled back raised both hands high. Dark nails lengthened.

Galahad quickly wrapped a hard shell. It was easily broken by Daniel’s nails. Did the nails contain mana. Galahad felt curiosity and rolled to the side.

A burning pain was felt at the waist. Daniel’s nails scratched Galahad’s waist.

Fire spewed again from Galahad’s hand. Daniel screamed long. Some disgusting smell like something burning wafted.

Galahad suddenly recalled Gilbert. He had told him to guard well but he still hadn’t come out—.

“Gilbert! A crazy lord wearing a skirt is trying to pounce on me! The chastity of your lord’s husband is in danger!”

“Kuhehe··· Calling a knight? That side is probably already too late. I gave very strong grape wine.”

Daniel answered while stroking his half-burned face. When he scratched his own face with his nails, it returned to clean skin.

‘He said he is good at fighting. Already taken down?’

It is a Grand Duke’s knight so would he really have been taken down, but whether knight or emperor, if a knife is stuck in the neck they die the same.

He could not guarantee it.

Anyway, Gilbert’s help was remote. It meant he had to resolve it himself.

Anyway, if you put an incompetent person beside you, you suffer unnecessarily.

Galahad clicked his tongue and seriously moved his mana. Mana rotated along his fingers. Because he had memorized all the coefficients and formulas, no spell was needed.

At the gesture a long wall of fire was erected.

“Using magic cowardly! Let’s compete fairly and squarely! Mage!”

He was a guy with high mana resistance. The flames would not last that long.

However, that was enough.

Galahad’s black pupils sank deeply. His head spun quickly.

At the same time as the mana moved, he recalled the answer to the formula. The magic was calculated in order.

“For our genius mage daughter Emma!”

The flames parted and the browned Daniel jumped out.

“I say it again, Emma has no talent. Rather she is closer to the stupid side.”

Galahad calmly explained and flicked his finger toward the guy’s thigh.

A sharp ice arrow embedded in the guy’s thigh. At the same time he detonated the compressed mana.

The size of the ice arrow embedded in the guy’s thigh inflated in an instant. It was an excellent linked magic that other mages would admire if they saw it, but because of the mana resistance it could not tear the guy’s skin.

“The stupid one is you! Because you are a mage going to the Grand Duke!”

Daniel who saw him grinned and ran at him. He seemed to think he had won.

Stupid.

The ice arrow shook the guy’s center of gravity. The nails that had aimed at Galahad grazed obliquely. Galahad’s bangs were cut and floated in the air.

A spark jumped from Galahad’s palm.

“Useless! Filth of the demon race or whatever—. Ugyagyak!”

Daniel let out a low scream, but that gaze was still directed at Galahad. As the guy said, it was only stopping for a very short moment.

However, that much was enough. Galahad placed his hand near the guy’s heart.

“Stupid······.”

Daniel could not finish his words.

Daniel’s bloodshot eyes became large. His mouth opened and closed, but it was only breath sounds that could not form a shape.

“The demon race really has mana as blood.”

Galahad admired and moved his mana. Mana crossed over along the hand placed on Daniel’s heart.

Daniel’s mana was fully felt. Unlike humans, mana was spread throughout the body.

It was a bit coarser than human mana. An unprocessed feeling—. Closer to the origin of mana, but still the nature was similar.

“Mana flows from places of low concentration to high concentration. That is the law of mana. The reason the demon race eats weaker demon race or mages than themselves.”

It was a bit of a gamble. If Daniel’s mana concentration had been high, rather Galahad would have been in danger.

However, that possibility was slim.

Daniel’s anger rose to the top of his head at Galahad’s calm explanation, but he could not resist in any way.

Daniel’s blood was moving following Galahad. Like a well-behaved dog—.

He could not understand. A human moving the mana of the demon race? A mage was the filth and subordinate of the demon race. How dare—.

Daniel who raised his head froze as he was. The eyes of Galahad looking down at him were peaceful.

It was eyes observing without any emotion, like when he held Emma’s hand and guided the mana.

“Oho— it moves like this.”

Daniel’s blood moved this way and that. It was terrible pain, but Daniel could not even scream.

“Can I use it? Oh, it does work. The formula becomes too messed up though.”

Daniel’s forearm burst and a spark jumped. Instead of blood, a spark spewed. A peaceful admiration burst out.

“Please endure just a moment. If I do it a few more times I think I will get the hang of it. I ask of you.”

Daniel’s breath became hot. Then fire came out as if vomiting.

“Does it hurt? Mana exists like blood, so why does it hurt?”

Galahad asked while looking at Daniel. The forearm burst and he vomited fire, and asking if it hurts? What kind of question is this.

Then, a rough spark jumped from Daniel’s opposite shoulder. A tingling pain that made the bones ache struck Daniel.

“Just a moment. Please endure a little. You can do it. Gather your strength.”

He wanted to collapse, but the hand of Galahad holding Daniel’s shoulder did not let go.

“Did you feed Emma something like other mages’ hearts? Did you feed it raw? Or grilled?”

Ahh—. Daniel’s left leg froze. A strange stem protruded from the right leg. Small fire burned in Daniel’s eyes.

Pain was no longer felt.

“Oh, he died.”

Galahad clicked his tongue while looking at the collapsed Daniel.

‘Demon race. Certainly interesting.’

He failed to control because he got too excited. For a demon race to die this much—. More shoddy than the rumors.

Soothing the regret, he put a cigarette in his mouth. The refreshing lemon scent pushed away the grilled meat smell.

‘How many hearts did he feed.’

Galahad recalled Emma’s mana. It seemed he fed at least four, many five.

‘He fed quite a lot.’

Anyway these guys were dying to eat mages.

Belatedly recalling Gilbert, Galahad headed to the door while muttering curses.

‘If he is dead the situation becomes troublesome.’

If Gilbert dies, who will guide the way now. Mutering like that and heading to the door, a familiar coat was fallen beside the door.

It was the expensive-looking coat the lord had been wearing.

‘No need to buy a coat.’

Galahad glanced at Daniel and then put on the coat. It was quite warm. With this much it was satisfactory.

“Thanks for the gift. I will use it well.”

Galahad expressed thanks to Daniel and opened the door.

“You woke up early.”

Gilbert was calmly wiping his sword, but the scenery of the corridor was different from earlier.

It was stained red here and there, and pieces were scattered in places. It was a sight one would believe if called hell.

Then, the thing that had been beside Gilbert collapsed. Looking closely it was Emma.

“Didn’t I tell you. That it is a dangerous place.”

“Dangerous to this extent—. The lord came wearing Emma’s skirt.”

“Oh, did it suit him well?”

“It had better style than Emma. The lord was a demon race. It didn’t seem like a real demon race though.”

“Aha, he was a bad guy.”

Gilbert made an ambiguous smile. He seemed to be managing his expression somewhat, but it was quite visible.

‘It wasn’t certainty, just suspicion level.’

Perhaps it was a place the Grand Duke had been eyeing.

Of all things the castle he chose was this kind of castle—.

‘Unlucky. Unlucky.’

Galahad grumbled while closing the coat. At least he obtained a good coat so it was fortunate.

“It seems demons are common in the North. Seeing that a demon even becomes a lord.”

“Would it be only the North.”

Galahad laughed as if coughing.

Then, beyond the window the sun rising was visible. On the bare trees without a single leaf and the uniformly brown land, no vitality was felt.

It was not for nothing that the North was nicknamed the cursed land.

Beyond that, carriages with a familiar crest were visible. It was the Grand Duke’s crest.

“Did the Grand Duke come out to greet in person?”

“As if that would happen.”

Soldiers poured down from the carriages. Among them was a handsome man who looked like a noble.

The handsome man looked at Gilbert and bowed his head. Gilbert nodded.

‘Did I do the Grand Duke’s work in his stead?’

Did I score some points.

Muttering Galahad met eyes with Emma. Emma could not even close her eyes as if something was unfair. Galahad clicked his tongue softly and lowered her eyelids. It was not an action for Emma.

“You, do you know that?”

“What do you mean?”

“Emma does not resemble Daniel.”

“······Yes?”

Then, soldiers rushed into the inner castle.

“It is nothing. Let us go, since there is still a long way to go.”

Galahad laughed gleefully while looking at Gilbert who had become a stupid expression.

***

How many days had they run in the carriage.

Galahad’s mind was focused on the demon race.

‘The entire body was mana. As if mana was their blood.’

Using Galahad’s mana as a medium, he could cast magic using the blood of the demon race.

‘This is a new fact.’

There was almost no research on the demon race, and it was hard to find.

Because researching the demon race that had almost destroyed the empire was strongly prohibited by imperial law.

Along with that, current mages were trying somehow to erase the record that the origin of magic was the demon race. The Magic Tower also prohibited researching the demon race.

Along with that the church was standing firm, so if one was a mage they tried somehow to distance themselves from the demon race.

However, in the North there was neither Magic Tower nor empire. There was a church, but its influence was weak.

He would be able to freely research the demon race he had been curious about all along.

Then, the carriage rattled greatly and stopped.

‘We have arrived.’

The door opened roughly. Something covered in white fur thrust its face in.

‘Yeti?’

Then, the fur moved and snowflakes fell rustling.

“Is it Galahad?!!”

The man shouted in clumsy imperial language.

“It is not Garahad, it is Galahad.”

“Yes! Garahad! Get off!”

The man gestured. The man’s fur hat fluttered roughly. Gathering his bag and getting off the carriage, a knife-like wind dug into the coat.

The wind was so cold it felt like really being stabbed by a knife. Outside was a pure white world. Wherever one looked only white was visible.

Galahad circulated his mana and closed the coat.

“Good coat!”

“Right? I received it as a gift from a friend.”

“What?!”

“A friend! Gave! It as a gift!”

“Good friend!!”

The wind sound was so loud that if one spoke as usual it was not heard at all. It was not for nothing that the man’s voice was loud.

“Congratulations on arriving at the Northern Wall!”

The man shouted. At that Galahad felt a question.

What did they arrive at when there is nothing—.

The man laughed greatly and pointed behind.

Something was faintly visible through the raging snowstorm. At that Galahad narrowed his eyes.

What he had thought was a snow mountain, looking closely was a huge castle wall. Because its size was so high as if touching the sky, he had thought it was a snow mountain.

Such a huge castle wall was spread out to the extent that the end was not visible.

It looked exactly like dividing the world.

“This is the Northern Wall.”

Gilbert who had changed into a fluffy coat at some point said.

That ambiguous smile was a little annoying so he lightly threw a joke.

“Finally I will be able to see my wife.”

Gilbert’s face stiffened at once.

As expected, a guy with a flavor of teasing.

‘The continent’s number one beauty.’

Galahad was also a man so expecting was unavoidable.