I’m not going to die

39 – The Devil’s Curse (4)

“Are you going to follow me?”

“Coke… . yes… .”

Asher’s condition did not improve, but he packed up his belongings and came out, saying he would go with him to the capital.

I wondered why I was stubborn, not thinking about resting even though I was not feeling well.

No matter how much the personality of the hate party colleagues improved through the entrance exam, this is not the genius I know.

Obviously, there must be a reason.

“Why?”

“…colloc.”

After thinking about it for a while, Chang-seong finally brought up the reason why he wanted to accompany him.

“The last time I caught a high-level demon… . There was a guy who thought he would die from being stabbed by my spear… .”

“then?”

“That, Bessia saved it.”

A feeling of weight that I hadn’t taken out of my heart.

Changsung surprisingly kept the incident that happened at that time.

In order to match her blow, Changseong stabbed one of the students who clung to the higher-ranking demons.

In fact, had it not been for Bessia’s treatment, the examinee would have died.

“…so I want to help.”

For good reasons, the two girls who had objected to me saying they could infect me now nodded.

“Assel, you are more human than I thought.”

“Yes, it is very different from what I expected.”

“…That’s a compliment right?”

It will be a compliment.

It just doesn’t sound like what I’m hearing.

But even if you know Changsung’s intentions, you can’t take a sick person with you.

Fran was still concerned about catching the flu.

“How weak is Argal? If you get the flu without Vesiah, you could really squeal and collapse.”

“No, to that extent… .”

“That’s right, Argal’s strength is so weak that he can’t lift anything that costs even francs.”

…Hey guys? Maybe you’re making fun of me at this point?

In the past, I thought the two of us were fighting each other, but as time passed, the two of us got along really well.

Asher looked at me with cold eyes.

“Coke… . really?”

“As long as you don’t spread the flu, that’s all you need to do.”

I just decided to join Changseong.

Looking at Changsung’s venomous eyes, it seemed that if he tried to stop it here, he would make fun of his strength for the rest of his life.

Do you really need to stop someone who wants to help?

And there won’t be a fight in a day or two. In the meantime, if Changseong’s disease was cured, he could become a sufficient force.

So suggested.

“If you go with two wagons, it will be fine.”

“Isn’t it worth the money?”

“It’s not like we’re preparing a wagon anyway.”

To the maids who run this huge mansion, two wagons might seem like a bargain.

Sure enough, the maid who looked very wealthy somewhere nodded and said.

“You mean two carriages?”

“I will ask you a favor.”

“I will prepare it right away.”

The maids went somewhere and quickly prepared two carriages and a coachman to bring them.

As if it didn’t end there, the maid asked for more options.

“Which direction are you going?”

“…I intend to head to the capital.”

“It will take two days. You don’t need a huge escort. Do you have any maids you need to accompany?”

At these words, Caron quietly raised her hand.

It seems that Caron still wants to serve me.

But Karon, shouldn’t you go back to the manor now?

“Caron, you can go back now.”

“Yeah? But, Bocchan!”

“You have been around long enough. It’s okay to leave the rest of the work to the maid here.”

“Ugh… .”

She felt sorry for the world, but she couldn’t help it.

I’ve been here for way too long. I really had to go back.

I made eye contact with the maid of the mansion again and organized the necessary matters.

“I think it will be enough for two people.”

“Isn’t that too little? I was asked to be a thorough supplement from the young master. It is our responsibility to make our guests go on an uncomfortable journey.”

“It’s not like going out to play, just having enough people to help prepare for camping.”

In addition, no matter how short the road is, the moment you decide and prepare, the wagons and supplies you need increase exponentially.

Even if Amman escorts and escorts with someone else’s wealth, there is a proper line.

It’s not like going to play anyway, and it’s enough that it’s not too uncomfortable.

“You can go right away… . It is not.”

“Please bring porridge to eat with Argal. I don’t want to be sick, so I’ll take care of the medicine… .”

“Isn’t there a good bed to lie on like this? A good bed to sleep in, just the two of us.”

…It seems like I’m the only one ready, and the other two girls have each option they want.

Fran intensively chose elements that I wouldn’t get sick of.

And Raeli, what the hell do you want?

It was Fran who restrained her shady voice.

“Raeli! When Argal passed out, you did everything you had to do, right? What else are you greedy for?”

“Me, I’m the Argal marriage partner, right? We go to the capital together, but this is fine.”

“It’s a wedding party, did you get engaged or something? You haven’t done it yet, have you?”

That’s right.

It must have been a relationship with Raeli, but it was not a relationship that promised her something.

In the yard where they weren’t even engaged, there was no guarantee that they were so special… . What did you do when I passed out anyway?

“All preparations are complete. We just need to start.”

“…it is.”

I’ll cover it up for now.

He wouldn’t have done anything strange in the yard where Caron, Fran, and Bessia were watching.

I really want to go now… .

It’s not like there’s a lot of room in the yard that the bishop is doing today and tomorrow.

As Chang-seong said before, we separately boarded the carriage, and the three of us sat in one carriage.

Caron said goodbye to me waving a handkerchief with her eyes wide open.

“young master! See you at the manor!”

“yes.”

It was a journey that followed a very short break.

The bishop fell and Bessia was captured.

I automatically thought that there was a big conspiracy involved.

…I was worried that this time, too, it would end with me dying alone.

**

“Tower lord, the training was successful.”

“yes? Well done.”

Black Pagoda Lord Tigris.

She was very attractive with dark black hair, and she was being reported on the spot, not in the Dark Magic Tower.

The Dark Magic Tower collapsed and time passed.

Even thinking back to the incident of the collapse of the tower she had built with sweat made her shed tears of blood, but lately she felt good.

“In the world, even the royal family is bold.”

Even she didn’t know that the Demon King’s army and the royal family were trading with each other.

She came to know about it after seeing a high-ranking demon tribe who came to restore Ambrosia at the request of the royal family, but she thought that the demon king army was a story of a distant world until then.

And while helping the reconstruction, the high-ranking demons made a request.

The request that Tigris, the Black Tower Lord, received from the demon lord was very simple.

Putting a devil’s curse on the bishop and inducing him to die.

That’s it, it wasn’t that difficult for her as the owner of the tower.

It was because she herself had to sacrifice to the devil and curse it.

But as she progressed, she became more greedy.

Rather than simply letting the bishop die and receiving the price, he wanted Bessia to fall miserably.

After learning what she wanted, the demon king paid for the deal in a different way.

He helped Bessia collapse.

“I never thought the Demon King’s army would plant spies in the church.”

There was an assistant inside.

It is also a helper in a very high position.

With only the helper’s power, he put the Bessia priest in prison and made an excuse for the Inquisition.

I just had to watch the results.

The Master of the Black Tower smiled with satisfaction.

After that, all Tigris had to do was rebuild the Dark Magic Tower.

I received everything I could get from the Demon King’s army and the royal family.

“Keah!”

“Save me, save me!”

“Give me back my child!”

Innocent commoners were dragged away by the black magicians.

The most important thing is the replenishment of slaves.

Under the tacit permission of the royal family, they actively robbed nearby private houses.

With that, the security around the capital was unstable, and a group of bandits had been created, but what did that have to do with her?

Until more and more slaves and resources are obtained and the fallen warlocks are rebuilt.

she won’t sleep at night

“Go, Richie.”

[According to the command of the lord.]

The warlock who died in this incident was made into a lich.

The death of many elders was a big blow, but he didn’t care.

You’ll just have to make it all lich anyway and roll it so that the bones crack.

“And, Gaudium. Burn nearby creatures.”

[As you wish.]

Gaudium was also included here.

An existence that had died once was moved by crawling with demonic gear.

more private houses.

More victims began to burn more on this land.

Their terrible sins will overtake everyone here.

**

It wasn’t far.

So I thought I would reach the capital without any major problems.

Until a group of bandits surrounded the wagon.

“…Is this the way to our capital?”

“There are bandits near the capital? What are the Golden Knights doing?”

I was puzzled too.

It is normal only when there is some degree of control and security in the vicinity of the capital.

Since the Knights are patrolling the area every time, the bandits are almost inevitably annihilated.

“Give me your money and goods! Otherwise, you will die!”

“…what are you going to do?”

“Whatever, I have to wipe it away.”

seureung-

Raeli took out her sword.

It would be difficult to drive out all the thieves with her skills alone, but Fran was here too.

“like. I’ll wipe it all out! Argal is still.”

“Call me whenever you feel like you’re in trouble.”

Anyway, I had the confidence to play the role of a pseudo bomber like Fran.

When magic was injected into the necklace, a large amount of mana was amplified.

Fran went through great progress in the process of catching high-level demons, but Raeli hadn’t had anything like that, so I was worried in many ways.

But unexpectedly.

Fuuk-

“Keep it off!”

Pooh-!

“Keah!”

Slow-!

“Sal, save me!”

The thief’s throat was blown off by her single knife.

It is a difficult feat even for ordinary knights unless they use mana.

Mysterious strength.

…Why do you feel stronger than before?

Breathing makes you stronger. Have you been born with this kind of authority?

It didn’t take long for her to slice through most of them when she was a thief.

Rather, to the point where Fran was watching in bewilderment.

After all, it was the thieves who bowed to Raeli’s majesty.

Bounce!

“Sal, please save me!”

“how will we do it? Argal.”

Seeing her asking so calmly, I had no choice but to ask.

“…Raeli, did you eat something wrong?”

“yes? why?”

She tilted her head.

He said that Fran and I looked at him strangely.

Fran did some analysis and concluded:

“If I go 1v1 against a low-level demon, I’ll just win. Raeli?”

“Aren’t you sorry for comparing these small puppies to demons?”

“Still, it’s difficult when there are a lot of small fish.”

I also got off the carriage, thinking about the power Raeli had shown.

That’s it, but the problem had to be solved.

As I approached the thieves, one of them shouted, banging my head on seeing me.

“Please have mercy. Get well!”

“Listen to the reason.”

Each noble has a different way of dealing with bandits.

There are nobles who cut off both hands, there are nobles who just cut their heads, and there are nobles who show mercy.

And I could see their magic with my own two eyes.

Magi also comes from death.

If those thieves killed a lot of people, even though they weren’t warlocks, they would have had demonic energy.

And those thieves had a lot of demonic energy.

However, I decided to listen to their stories.

That is, not a natural death or a magi caused by pain.

It was the magic generated by the power of the black magician.

…near the capital.

Something strange was happening.