Chapter 95

Chapter 95

Purgatory

‘Hmm.’

Galahad softly let out a groan.

The four-legged demon race that calls oneself ‘that person’ bound the ruler beyond that far distance. It was clear stronger than the ruler.

What such a four-legged demon race wants from Galahad was clear.

The emperor’s death—. if the purpose is clear one could handle.

Of course, it was not that simple.

‘Nauseating.’

Being stuck in the deep abyss and being torn and eaten by a shark was not that pleasant. That pain was more terrible than last time.

“Certainly cremation is more painful than drowning.”

The four-legged demon race quietly looked down at Galahad. The shark stepped back. The abyss disappeared. Galahad was lying between the bushes completely soaked.

As roughly coughing water continuously came out from the mouth. Fish jumped with a padak padak. Galahad threw the red goldfish that came out from the mouth far.

The four-legged demon race furrowed its brows. Galahad brushed the wet hair back, and put the cigarette in his mouth. Although flicked his finger, fire did not arise.

Irritatingly shook the finger. As shaking about five times fire attached. Lemon scent deeply blew.

Thump! Thump! Thump! the sound of the pill of pain jumping was heard. Truly a useless guy.

The four-legged demon race looked down at Galahad with snake-like torn eyes. The eyes were really amazingly shaped. Also like jewels, also like a viper’s eyes.

[Laughing in purgatory. Crazy.]

‘Purgatory.’

It was a quite fierce name.

Torn and eaten by bugs, burned in fire and became ash then drowned in the abyss. Since experienced terrible deaths consecutively in a moment, the title purgatory was not a waste.

However—.

“Will you do more? Removing strength for nothing.”

Galahad rather raised the corners of his mouth more.

The bushes behind the four-legged demon race roughly shook. The trees became even lusher. The forest’s size momentarily became large.

The four-legged demon race looked down at Galahad. Those pupils were hot exactly as if burning.

“Am I doing this for my own good? Going to catch the emperor, how to do when a guy called the ruler interferes. If arguing it is your fault. If you properly took charge, there would have been no such matter.”

Actually that the four-legged demon race could not process the guy and Galahad became annoyed was fact.

“If saying kill the emperor shouldn’t one at least give support? The emperor is not next door James. Speechless.”

Galahad openly clicked his tongue. Then fire rose from below. At the hot pain Galahad furrowed his eyes and shook the cigarette.

“If possible would have been good before attaching fire to the cigarette. Lacking consideration.”

The four-legged demon race approached one step. Blue forest scent fully spread. Presence largely grew.

[Is only that guy the problem.]

‘Only—.’

Galahad softly muttered. Calling the ruler who is a high-rank demon race only—.

“If only would have removed in advance.”

[Impossible.]

It was the expected answer.

Although binding the ruler beyond that distance was also a sufficiently astonishing matter—.

“Only the mouth lived.”

Simultaneously with Galahad’s words ending bugs fully rose.

This time was torn and eaten by bugs. Galahad examined the bugs. Fine up to those small hairs and pointed teeth.

This degree of mental interference—. Galahad admired.

Soon the bugs fell off.

“Hmm, this emperor would be a good death. This is truly the empire’s blessing.”

Galahad shook the bugs’ traces. The four-legged demon race’s momentum became even stronger.

Now to the extent Galahad feels haziness.

Although amazing pressure—.

“Do not fuss for nothing. That side also has no option if not me.”

It was the four-legged demon race that came looking for Galahad pushed to the North. The possibility of no other option was large.

Along with that there was no figure as suitable as Galahad regarding the emperor’s death.

The four-legged demon race’s momentum disappeared in an instant. Pressure was no longer felt.

“Now words work.”

[······Swear that you will kill the emperor.]

“I will kill the emperor.”

At an answer without even an inch of hesitation the four-legged demon race furrowed its brows.

“Anyway I am also thinking of processing the emperor. It is a kind of partnership. Helping each other and living.”

The four-legged demon race slowly held out its hand. Moss was full on the finger. Flowers bloomed bright red between the moss. Soon the finger that became a flashy flower cluster approached.

Thump! Thump! Thump! the pill of pain violently jumped. That running was sharp exactly as if biting.

The four-legged demon race’s gaze headed down. The pill of pain became quiet in an instant.

The flashy flower cluster tapped Galahad’s forehead. The mind became clear. The vision opened. Something hard to describe perched.

It was not mana. Close to the mind side.

A barrier? Although unable to know the identity, Galahad instinctively felt.

‘It would be a shield to face the ruler.’

“Since giving anyway wouldn’t it be good if giving in advance. Removing strength for each other for nothing.”

Galahad who was raising his head furrowed his eyes.

“You, became a little smaller.”

The four-legged demon race’s size was slightly reduced.

[Kill the emperor.]

The four-legged demon race said firmly. That voice was somehow prickly.

With that as the end the four-legged demon race stepped back.

It seemed thinking the business ended.

Since obtained something to face the ruler, the purpose was achieved.

However—.

There was more left to receive.

“Wait,”

Galahad called the stepping back four-legged demon race. The four-legged demon race’s brows fully furrowed.

[Greed is a human’s foundation, but at the same time the greatest sin,]

Fierce momentum fully pressed Galahad. The fact of being swayed by Galahad seemed quite scratched the mood.

‘If giving give refreshingly. After giving ticking.’

Galahad clicked his tongue and looked around.

Here was the bizarre space the guy calls ‘purgatory’. Even if dying dozens of times outside it was a moment. Because a mental space it was a possible matter.

Of course, although one cannot practice magic, yet it was not that there is no use.

So—.

“Can I stay a bit here? It would be quite usable.”

The four-legged demon race’s brows furrowed.

Purgatory was a place of infinite punishment. Even the demon race feared purgatory. Such purgatory usable—.

[Crazy guy.]

“Would I do this for my own good? Because one has to catch the emperor isn’t it doing so. Quite stingy.”

[······Stingy?]

“Maximum how much possible?”

The continued question was even more speechless. How much is purgatory possible—.

[Infinite.]

“Good. I will inform when ending.”

At Galahad widely laughing the four-legged demon race furrowed its eyes.

No, rather it became good.

Although the guy is needed was fact, there was a need to break the spirit.

For that there was nothing like the infinite sin’s prison, purgatory.

[Stupid guy.]

*

‘Hiding sinisterly and watching.’

Galahad clicked his tongue softly and looked around.

The surroundings were empty full of white.

It was not that time is endlessly many. Anyway it was a place continued from mental interference. The longer it was clear a load would be placed on Galahad’s mind.

Since there are also many things to process, one had to end as quickly as possible.

The reason Galahad requested purgatory from the four-legged demon race was one.

‘Space magic.’

Space magic that formula was difficult to an indescribable degree. That reason was simple.

‘Because the first magic.’

Current magic was magic revised while going through generations. What geniuses and ordinary ones, dull ones all stuck and interpreted and developed was current magic.

The formula had no choice but to be easy. Because revised matching humans.

In contrast primitive magic was about an interpretation version of the authority the demon race uses.

Somewhat insufficient to call magic. From the beginning magic humans cannot use.

‘Hellfire was difficult because of that.’

Galahad was a genius. That one could be confident. Of course, there were quite complicated circumstances in that inside.

For example struggling to learn magic from three years old and because the previous life was science good at formulas, and also forcibly raising understanding with stupid magic repetition—.

Although there were quite various reasons, conclusively speaking a genius. That one could be certain.

Even such Galahad what struggled for several years was hellfire.

Thought hellfire is difficult because high rank magic to the extent one cannot grade, yet it was not that.

Hellfire from the beginning—.

‘Was an unsolvable problem.’

Not magic for humans, but magic for the demon race.

Galahad who does not know that fact suffered for several years for hellfire. How much effort put into that.

[Didn’t I say no! This is not magic! Damn! Am I some omnipotent?!]

‘Thought loafing, yet scolded for nothing.’

Galahad softly let out a groan.

‘Well the result is good.’

Eventually, Galahad found the answer. No, made the answer.

Because not knowing there is no answer, it was a possible matter.

Thanks to that one could extract space magic from the fox mask. Yet it was not that perfectly understood space magic.

Space magic was different from hellfire. Although hellfire eats mana to a terrible degree, the power was certain.

In contrast space magic—.

‘Itself has no use.’

Although the space magic the fox mask used was extremely threatening and powerful, that was a matter possible because the guy is a high-rank demon race.

Galahad who is a mage could not use like the guy. Of course, if containing thick density mana in the blood one could imitate, but it was not a method possible right now.

There was a need to revise matching now.

Disassemble the formula and understand each one and reassemble, calculate, and disassemble again.

Until completely understanding the complex primitive magic—.

It was clear it would take quite a lot of time.

‘Purgatory—.’

Galahad fully raised the corners of his mouth.

[Crazy guy.]

****

‘Late.’

Tom muttered while looking at the entrance of the Magic Realm training site.

Already three days passed since Galahad entered the Magic Realm training site alone. Did some matter occur inside.

Although wanting to enter and confirm—.

“No one can enter.”

7th Battalion Captain Bellogrim was guarding the front. Bellogrim did not let anyone in.

Also blocked the naked company commanders and soldiers twisting their bodies unable to do Magic Realm training, and the Special Mission Unit looking for Galahad.

“I will only confirm that the captain is safe.”

“Gilbert, said do not let anyone in.”

“But already three days passed. If some matter inside—.”

“I received an order. Do not let anyone in.”

Bellogrim firmly cut Gilbert’s words. Although Gilbert persistently stuck, Bellogrim was firm.

“Damn! Damn!”

“Uheo, bastard.”

Tom also knew how terrible the Magic Realm training site is. Not coming out for three days in such a Magic Realm training site, was a quite dangerous matter.

However, if a matter needing help, Galahad would take the Special Mission Unit. That Galahad went alone was clear there would be a reason for that.

‘Imagining the captain going wrong is hard.’

Tom softly muttered. Although a little concerning, did not worry about Galahad. From the beginning who worrying about whom.

“Magic is! Doing like this!”

“What?”

“Like this! Like this!”

Gwen and Damien also seemed not worrying. Damien was learning magic from Gwen.

As Gwen clenched and opened her hand fire arose and disappeared in the hand. Although Damien followed, nothing arose.

“Huh, why doesn’t this work? Did you properly clench the fist?”

“Clenched though.”

“Then open! Forcefully!”

Damien opened his fist with a jjak. Of course, even doing so there was no way fire would come out from the hand.

“Doesn’t work though.”

“Right? Doesn’t work?”

Damien’s eyebrows softly furrowed. At that Gwen softly smiled.

“Because the talent each person has is different. Instead Damien handles the sword well! Will become a very excellent knight!”

“Dislike knight.”

Damien’s face became sullen.

In the North a knight was every man’s dream. The most honorable occupation. What all ones holding a sword want is a knight, yet disliking knight—.

Tom smiled bitterly.

“Tom!”

Gwen called Tom with a face of asking for help.

“Damien, why do you dislike knight?”

“Because Gilbert.”

The answer was clear. That Gilbert receiving such treatment—. Tom softly laughed.

“Lord Gilbert was a famous person on the front line. Famous as an excellent knight assisting Lady Adrianne.”

“Still Gilbert though.”

Although softly explained, Damien’s face was still sullen.

Damien wanted to become a mage. For that recently even learned writing separately from Tom degree.

The reason Damien tries to become a mage was obvious.

‘Because of the captain.’

Galahad always overflowed with confidence and was dignified and gentlemanly and overflowed with leisure. Overflowed with fatal coolness to a growing boy.

Along with that a figure who took Damien in. It was clear Damien wants to become like Galahad.

In Tom’s view Damien was closer to Gilbert than the captain, but there was no need to particularly say that.

Instead brought out a story about Gilbert. From the beginning Gilbert was also a famous knight. A quiet and taciturn knight. There were also many who respect.

Of course, if conversing long a little··· no, quite different, but still that Gilbert is an amazing knight did not change.

“Lord Gilbert’s courage who always stands at the forefront is bravery that becomes the model of all knights. Of course, a little rough but—.”

Tom said containing sincerity about Gilbert. Gilbert was one who always leads. Although rough, one who is always sincere. Damien’s eyebrows shook.

“Also the person who moved first even when Damien fell into danger. Although looking stupid at a glance, that is because sincere in everything.”

Damien’s expression became subtle. The furrowed eyebrows gradually loosened.

When Tom tried to persuade subsequently—.

“Damn! Then let’s resolve knight-like! Let’s just clash.”

Gilbert drew the sword and pointed at Bellogrim. Since not working with words drawing the sword right away—.

“Good! That is a knight!”

Bellogrim quickly received. Around that the naked company commanders preparing for Magic Realm training gathered with a ureureu—. a small arena was made in an instant.

“It is a glorious knight’s battle!”

Burning heat fully rose.

“Knight— Gilbert—!”

Gilbert shouted bravely and corrected the sword grip.

Although ordinary North’s opinion coordination, from outside it was just a stupid duel.

The situation was not good.

“Magic··· teach magic.”

Urgency was full on Damien’s face. Damien rarely stuttered words.

‘This would not do.’

Tom softly exhaled a sigh.

Then, a huge white hawk sitting quietly on one side was seen.

It was 1st Battalion Captain Adrianne’s hawk. It was like that from the day Galahad entered the Magic Realm training site.

Waiting in that place for three days.

Although recalled that Galahad answered right away to Adrianne’s letters—.

‘Fine?’

Would the North’s hero Adrianne even wait for a reply.

****

‘Hmm.’

Adrianne’s fair forehead softly furrowed.

Usually Galahad’s answer was quite fast. The answer came so fast that a question rises whether sent without any pondering after reading the letter.

Yet this time even though 4 days passed there was no answer.

‘Was the content strange?’

By any chance were there words that go against the mood.

Adrianne seriously pondered. It was a letter revised over five times. Clearly revealed the affiliation, and there was also a purpose. A perfect letter according to principle.

‘Busy?’

Galahad was always busy. Because a man who continuously established merits after coming to the North. Still no reply for 4 days—.

‘Did it become a burden.’

Come to think of it it also seemed sent letters too often. That might be a burden. However, a man who arbitrarily holds the hand. Compared to that this was nothing.

‘Or did some matter arise to the hawk.’

Then shall one borrow a hawk and send a letter anew. Saying lost the hawk.

Adrianne seriously pondered.

If not the above things—.

‘Did one give up now.’

It could be so. Because there was what Adrianne pushed.

Although clearly a desired matter, somehow stuffy.

Then, a hawk entered through the window. Adrianne’s eyebrows rose with a jjuk—.

However, it was not Adrianne’s hawk.

A red and huge hawk, the Grand Duke’s. Adrianne’s eyebrows went down again.

“Will you not open?”

At the adjutant’s question Adrianne shook her head.

If a letter one must read, it would have been a red letter.

Tok tok, Adrianne quietly looked out the window.

Then suddenly such a thought rose.

“Some matter might have arisen... still a situation of not catching the ruler. The ruler might have aimed at Captain Galahad. I as captain have an obligation to confirm.”

Adrianne stood from the seat with a flash.

‘···Who did one speak to?’

At Adrianne’s awkward monologue adjutant Lucienne tilted her head.

****

“Please a bit more.”

[How many times only that word.]

"Really the last."

[Also so last time.]

"Really."

The four-legged demon race’s face fully furrowed.