Chapter 72

Ruid was lying in the lake of Delrin.

It’s been a while since I’ve been here, so I should feel a sense of stability, but I felt relieved.

“I want to sleep like this forever...”

I rolled over on my side.

My head is complicated.

The family was trying to rehabilitate him with a light in his eyes, but the story got so twisted that he would have to take action himself when darkness appeared in the future.

I tried to find a goal and live with motivation, but I fell into a groggy state after just one day.

...It seems like he’s someone who shouldn’t do something like this due to his personality. Ruid realized that his fuel efficiency was very poor.

‘Where did it all go wrong?’

It’s truly a total mess.

Ruid had no idea where to start. It was so annoying that I didn’t even want to think about it.

Will I just sleep like this for 10 years?

‘That’s not bad either.’

Then the ban on pocket money will be lifted, and the original novel will be goodbye forever.

It is giving up the minimum dignity that must be maintained as a human being. It would be easier to just give up.

Ruid decided to become inorganic and closed his eyes.

**

Damon was searching through the blown up main building.

He hated even a speck of dust, so he turned over the remains of the building with his bare hands. As a result, a lot of dust got on my clothes and face, but I didn’t care.

“Prince Damon, how old is it?”

“I heard you’ve been acting like that for two days already without sleeping.”

“Why are you doing that?”

“Well.”

As they said, Damon had already been awake for nearly 70 hours.

That doesn’t mean you can’t feel tired. But he was absorbed in his work. No matter what anyone said, it was Damon who blazed his own path.

“...I found it.”

Damon, who seemed to be mindlessly searching the building, found a piece and picked it up.

This is probably the medium used by the abominable warlock to place a barrier on the building.

I feel an unpleasant energy.

“Is it really possible to create such a barrier with this small thing?”

Damon smoothed his chin.

The size of the black piece was small.

The energy felt is quite strong, but judging from the unnatural cut surface, there is a high probability that only a part of the body was cut from a large body.

‘He’s quite an excellent warlock. The barrier was made weak on purpose.’

If the value of the medium is high, the barrier that can be used also becomes stronger.

Nevertheless, there was only one conclusion from using such a small piece.

The level was taken into consideration. ‘Someone’s’

“There is no way I would have thought about the lives of lowly people who don’t know anything about fame. “There’s no doubt it had a purpose.”

Damon put the piece in his pocket. On top of a pile of building rubble, he thought.

No one moves without purpose. Damon basically does not view warlocks as anything more than ‘bugs’, but he does not look down on them either.

Damon boldly ruled out numerous possibilities that came to mind.

Then there were few things left. Out of all the words, I spit out the most plausible one.

“You want someone to get through this ordeal. It’s clear that at least it’s not me. “The target is someone who is a little weaker and more pathetic.”

So why did the warlock want to pass the ordeal?

At first, I thought Ruid had lowered his power.

But now that I’ve found the medium, I know for sure. Ruid did not touch the barrier.

Damon began to calculate based on the information he had gathered so far. If you were Luid, what decision would you have made?

“...Indeed, it would have been best to blow it up. “When it is unclear what the enemy wants, it is reasonable to make as much of a mess as possible.”

Ruid captured the warlock who designed this barrier and blew up the ‘stage’ prepared by the warlock without leaving as much of a trace as possible.

In other words, when the opponent moved unexpectedly on the chessboard, he overturned the chessboard without hesitation.

It is not a very honorable act, but it is the best method when considering the purpose.

If the board is designed incorrectly, shouldn’t it be removed first?

...But I didn’t like the way it was done.

Damon put the piece in his pocket and walked away.

“Oh, are you still like this?”

I ran into Hersi, who was busy carrying a book.

Damon got to the point.

“Where is Ruid?”

When Hercy heard Ruid’s name, her eyes widened. He pointed towards Lake Delrin.

“...If you’re Luid, you’re reflecting. “Over there, at the lake of Delrin.”

“regret?”

Damon gave an expression of disapproval.

“Do you think he will reflect on it?”

“...yes?”

“Nothing was wrong from the beginning. “He probably finds it interesting when someone says something to him.”

“What is that...”

“It means playing. “Like a child.”

Hersi was taken aback.

“yes?”

“But this time, I think it’s time to wake up from being a brat.”

Damon walked briskly, putting his hands in his pockets.

Hercy looked at the back for a while and muttered.

“...I got dirt on my butt.”

**

“I wanted to compete with you someday. I guess now is the time.”

“You get nothing by doing that.”

Ruid said indifferently.

“there is. Seeing your true self. “It’s worth your time.”

“...I don’t understand.”

“well? “Of all the people I’ve seen so far, you seem to be the most conversant.”

Ruid narrowed his eyes.

“This is your final warning. Stop living, Damon.”

Damon didn’t give up on living.

Rather, he held his spear in a belligerent manner and lowered himself into a fighting stance.

Ruid nodded as if he understood and stretched out his hand.

“I definitely warned you.”

“talk too much. come.”

“...I’m sorry, but you are no match for me.”

“That’s something you have to try to find out.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

Ruid clenched his hands.

That moment.

Bleep——

Tinnitus sounded in Damon’s ears.

Dozens of colorful spheres of light embroidered the air

“—!”

There were too many of them to destroy them by swinging a spear.

‘If it’s this, I won’t die.’

Damon changed his decision in an instant and threw a javelin with all his might towards Ruid.

Quagwagwang!

The orbs of light exploded one after another.

Damon’s spear pierced through the gap and struck between the eyes of Luid.

The spear stopped right in front of Ruid. Ruid looked at Damon with an indifferent expression.

Damon was in such tatters that he could barely stand.

However, it was not the aftermath of the elemental explosion written by Ruid.

“...What is that magic?”

“The reversal of cause and effect. I just returned the result to you that the spear hit directly. In other words, you just suffered the same damage from the magic you used yourself.”

Traces of blood flowed from the corner of Damon’s mouth.

“That’s good magic.”

Damon chuckled and closed his eyes. My head dropped.

“....”

He fainted while standing.

The will to not kneel on the floor no matter what happened made it possible.

**

Imperial Academy Health Department.

Damon was lying in the hospital room, and Luid was reading a book in front of him.

Ruid wasn’t in a very good mood.

“...how is it?”

“I’ve already asked for the fifth time. “Stop asking.”

Lydia said with an expressionless face.

“Because I’m not waking up.”

“I know you made this yourself, but my future husband is trash after all.”

“There is no such future.”

“Leave room. Even considering the sincerity with which I immediately responded to your words.”

“Thank you for that.”

Ruid moved Damon to the infirmary and immediately called Lydia.

...Still, since she was a saint, I thought it might be her name.

Ruid read the book again. Lydia said there was no danger to her life, and that there would be no aftereffects thanks to calling her early.

‘I was so excited back then.’

It was behavior unbecoming of an adult. Ruid turned the next page. It was so fun last time, but I couldn’t see the writing.

I was just about to ask Lydia again how she was feeling.

I flinch.

Damon’s fingertips moved.

Ruid raised his head. Damon immediately opened his eyes and made eye contact with his.

“Don’t wake me up.”

“It’s absurd from the first word. “Isn’t that what I should say?”

Damon frowned and half-raised his body. I was using my magic power to check the condition of my body and was surprised to find that it was surprisingly fine.

‘It probably wasn’t that bad of a wound.’

“...Damon.”

Ruid said as he closed the book.

I looked at him and pursed my lips.

“It’s okay if it’s an apology. “That is an insult to me.”

Ruid kept his mouth shut. He looked at the floor and looked up, then raised his head and said.

“Do you have any money?”

The cost of the saint’s treatment is expensive.

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