Chapter 645

Chapter 645

EP·645

After punching the girl who had arrogantly intervened in someone else’s conversation a few times and then accelerating the absorption of divine power with Este, the vampire was unable to even put up a proper resistance, making the appearance he had shown on the train pale in comparison. It seems that the source of this trash was the divine power of the evil god.

“It’s good that things are easier, but why do these guys, Crumelia and Ingladio, make so many contracts and cause so much trouble? Are they the only two devils in the Manmajeon?”

I remember there being 13 people named after the Archduke or something I knew, and I was wondering what kind of a shitty case this was, when Caruberos, who had been watching closely, cautiously intervened.

“That’s because it’s their territory.”

“···wisdom?”

“Yes, mortals also have lords who operate in their own territories, and when another lord invades, they fight. It’s similar to that.”

According to Caruberos, the territory of the Manmajeon is so vast that even the continent cannot dare to touch it, and at the same time, the jurisdiction of the great demons is very clearly divided. Those great demons also engage in wars of conquest to expand their territory, but in the end, the overall appearance is not much different from the kingdom of mortals.

Long ago, in the romantic era, even the grand dukes fought fiercely, but now that the balance of power is so tight, they have grown tired of it, so they have made rules, set ratios like accumulating maps, and divided it up like this: from here to here, it’s Malsuk’s jurisdiction, from there to that, it’s Chunshik’s jurisdiction.

It doesn’t really feel like a good standard to me because it’s not based on a country, but it seems reasonable to the devils.

“If you go across the sea to Ladan right now, there will be demons with strange names that even you, the master, have never heard of before. Sometimes, due to the interaction between mortals, they creep into other people’s jurisdictions, but that’s an agreement in its own way.”

“The method of taking away people’s souls is truly systematic.”

“···lol·”

“Don’t laugh, it’s not a compliment, you punk. What did you do that makes you laugh?”

If I had just stayed still, the devil’s children would have fought each other on their own, but I was hearing stories about someone having a brilliant idea to unite a similar race, and I was getting angry. On top of that, the devil’s children were laughing as if they had been praised, and I felt dirty even though I was listening to the moans of the vampires dying right next to me.

“···The more I think about it, the angrier I get?”

Still, I tried my best not to use pointless violence, but in the end, I just got angry and decided to kick Caruberos. The unexpected attack caused the guy to roll to the side, but I didn’t feel particularly sorry for him.

“It wasn’t me, Master!”

“You’re just a devil, so you’re guilty by association. Even if we assume that Crumelia was the one who started a bit of trouble near Itiselle because the territories were divided like that, doesn’t that make sense? Do Ingladiou and Crumelia catch dogs and cows and make contracts? How do they get involved with every single kid they meet?”

In fact, from my point of view, it would have been better if it was better, there was nothing bad about it.

If the stone-faced Lich had made a contract with a demon other than Ingladiou, there’s no telling how things would have turned out, and if the vampire lying next to him had made a contract with a high-ranking demon other than Crumelia, there’s no telling how much strength he would have recovered. Rather, thanks to the amazing first step, the damned bastards’ plans have been exposed one by one.

But my belief is that you should be suspicious of situations where things work out smoothly without me having planned them at all. Even situations that would have been random draws if things had gone as planned were working out so well that I honestly felt like things had gotten tangled up somewhere I didn’t know about.

I thought my doubts were quite valid, but for some reason, Caruberos, who had been kicked out by me and then returned to his seat and knelt down, had an expression that was incredibly mysterious.

“Uh... But why are you having such doubts...? Weren’t you the one who stopped Crumelia’s plan?”

It seems like you really don’t understand it at all.

Rather, it’s closer to making sense. Even if we assume that the Demon King has returned, it’s understandable that he’s a stone-throwing lich, but it’s hard to understand how he could find and use a drone-like thing that requires a remote control.

But if you assume that you got the information in exchange for making a deal with the Great Demon, then the story is different. After I finished organizing my thoughts, I nodded briefly and then asked.

“Ingladio?”

Then, Caruberos, who had been talking fluently, started sweating again.

“Uh... It’s a total coincidence that you got involved with him, but if you look at the scope of his activities, it’s completely normal....”

The location where the fake cult of magicians who tried to sacrifice the saint of the Holy Light Cross was operating and the ruined city where the stone-throwing Lich resided were exactly Ingladiou’s home ground in the past. That’s all. It was just a coincidence that Lich was active and on the side of the Demon King’s army, and that the fake cult of magicians was helping Ingladiou’s incarnation.

I can understand why Caruberos is watching. He was probably worried that he would get beaten up if he tried to pressure him into believing that.

As expected, the guy said, “Even coincidence is really evil,” as if he was reading a Korean textbook, and looked at me, but since I already knew that the power of “balance” was at work, I didn’t care because it was a situation that I could fully accept.

“Okay, let’s say that’s true, but how do we kill him?”

While feeling a sense of belated helplessness, I pointed to the vampire who was still happily sucking the divine power from Este. Caruberos glanced at me and answered without hesitation.

“The Holy... wine cup must be destroyed. When the divine power is depleted, you will reach a point where you are no different from a mortal, but the reason you cannot die is not due to the vampire’s ability, but because of the curse.”

“You’re destroying the glass? You’re saying that’s a means to control him.”

“That’s why it’s something that any vampire would want to destroy first.”

“aha·”

It’s not like I can’t drink blood without it, so if it were me, I would have destroyed it first.

The evil spirit’s original purpose was to make those bastards live a life of suffering like slaves, holding onto a goal they could never achieve, so it’s only natural that he would set up such a device.

“If he dies, what happens to the remaining divine power? Will it flow to other vampires?”

“Crumelia absorbs it”

That was such an obvious question.

“If I ask him to tell me where the demon kids are, will he tell me?”

“I will never tell you. If he had no regrets about life, he would have destroyed the cup and killed himself as soon as he was cursed.”

“I guess so?”

I feel this once again, but Caruberos’ knowledge was worth using.

Now that we have unintentionally completed the verification in terms of knowledge, it seems necessary to properly check whether it has physical value.

“So you catch him.”

“···yes?”

Caruberos questioned with a dumbfounded expression, but he didn’t bother to ask twice.