Chapter 519

Chapter 519

C519

Kinzelo Headquarters.

The bitter loss in the Sota Desert wasn't enough for the leader to suddenly stop coughing up blood again, so the atmosphere wasn't good.

Only Bouvard and Ainas were laughing.

"Ha, Zephyrin used the Leader's power again...."

"The leader needs to regain consciousness properly and control Zephyrin, but he lost his energy again. It seems like this keeps happening. I'm starting to think we should say something too, Vice Leader."

As Bishkel and Berakt seemed to express their frustration, Joe nodded.

"No, and so what if she's the Grand Duke of the Demon World. Isn't this a bit too much? The leader coughed up blood again."

"Don't interfere, Joe. Seriously, do I have to personally tell you to shut up every time so you keep that snorting closed? Should I break your jaw so you can't talk again?"

"Zephyrin-nim must not have had a choice. She must be more anxious than anyone for the leader's recovery. She's in a similar situation to Jin-nim's Dragon Guardian, Murakan-nim, so she must be frustrated."

"Well, that's true. Margiella."

Joe found it difficult to hide his uncomfortable feelings every time this happened. If he had said exactly what Margiella had just said, Berakt would probably have lunged at him, threatening to kill him.

'Ugh, this narrow-minded, foul-mouthed, dirty, and discriminatory bastard!'

While Joe thought that, Margiella turned her head and met his eyes.

'Don't have such bad thoughts, Joe-nim.'

She said this by moving her mouth, and Joe let out a dry cough as he felt a shiver down his spine.

The door opened.

Zephyrin entered.

"Zephyrin-nim!"

Everyone who was sitting stood up, showing their respect.

"Oh, Grand Duke.... You've come. The White Wolf... just mentioned you."

Zephyrin gestured for those standing to sit, looking somewhat annoyed.

"I told you, elder sister! Zephyrin-nim, you're here. Everyone was talking about you."

"They were talking about me? What?"

"Oh, what were they talking about? Everyone, about Zephyrin-nim."

"We were talking about how awesome you are. Going alone to enemy territory is a heavy task for us, the lower beings. Thank you for your hard work, Miss Zephyrin."

Bishkel hastily interrupted Ainas and changed the subject, sensing Zephyrin's low spirits.

Even Berakt, who had said he would speak, sighed just by looking at Zephyrin's mood and "face."

'Damn it, I, a great warrior, am in a situation where I have to be cautious. Why is her jaw so... like that? Could it be that she was hit?'

Zephyrin's jaw was very swollen.

"Hehe, but Zephyrin-nim! Where did you get this bump? Will something come out if we pop it?"

On the other hand, Ainas, despite being warned once, shamelessly touched the swollen jaw, laughing softly.

Of course, the giant bump was the result of a blow from Talaris.

"Ohh, ahhh, Ainas... that, that's not good. The Grand Duke might get angry."

"Hehe, I've never seen such a big bump! Sister! Sister, try touching it too."

"Ah... you shouldn't... you... shouldn't, crazy thing! Die, die! What are you doing to the Grand Duke? Die! Die!"

Bam-!

Bianca's way of speaking suddenly changed, spitting curses and punches in rapid succession.

Ainas ran away, but Bianca soon followed her with a cudgel in hand.

Margiella rolled her wheelchair towards Zephyrin.

"Hmm, what happened? Zephyrin-nim."

"...We've decided to hold a meeting, Margiella. Jin will notify us of the date, and we can discuss things during the meeting. We must share all the information we find at that time. Damn that Jin Runcandel."

"Too loud. Anyway, I think it's more useful to find the genius magical engineer as soon as possible, not Misha. Improving the equipment of the Black Kings and understanding that unidentified machine is important."

"We need a magical engineer, and we also need to meet Miss Misha. I have many things to ask her."

After recalling the need for a magical engineer, Jin diligently searched through the memories of his past life.

He tried to remember which truly great magical engineers he knew who were not affiliated with Zipple or the imperial family by that time.

Ramos Phil?

No, he was already affiliated with the imperial academy when I was a Provisional Flagbearer.

Tolva Newman?

No. The Sylar clan...

Wasn't it a clan that existed only until the early 18th century?

Magical engineering ranked last among Jin's magical interests. As a result, he didn't know many memorable figures, and most were either dead or already affiliated with someone.

"A magical engineering genius, huh? Hmm... There were some individuals like that among my past lovers. Should I contact them sometime? Son-in-law."

"Past lovers? I really don't trust that, Hidden Palace Master. Did you like those flashy types?"

"I'd appreciate it, Talaris-nim. I plan to meet all magical engineers who are not currently affiliated."

"Alright, but I have a condition. Call me mother-in-law, and I'll do it."

"Of course, mother-in-law. I should address you as such after all you've done for me."

"Jin, you too!"

Siris looked surprised.

"Haha, exactly! Only my son-in-law responded well to my joke today. The rest stayed serious. Hahaha."

Talaris and Jin burst into laughter.

Does my mother and Jin find it so funny?

But, for some reason, I also feel like laughing.

Maybe it's because of the peaceful and friendly atmosphere.

Siris resisted the urge to smile that was forming.

"Oh, son-in-law. Look. If we tease her a little more, she might smile too. Son-in-law, you know? When she was young, she called herself the Ice Princess."

"Ice Princess... No, Ice Princess, you say, Lady Siris? How old were you then?"

"Eh? Ice Princess? The brat got the nickname of Dark Crown Prince. Have you heard of that? The Dark Crown Prince, Jin Runcandel."

"Dark Crown Prince? That's pathetic. I think Ice Princess is better, Jin."

Pfff, in the end, Siris burst into laughter and responded to those who were laughing under their breath. Thinking, 'Well, alright.'

After laughing and chatting for a while, Talaris got up and fixed her hair.

"Haha, thanks to my son-in-law, I've laughed a lot."

"Are you leaving so soon, Talaris-nim?"

"Yes, I have to go."

"I'll prepare the farewell."

"Son-in-law, you should come too."

"To the Hidden Palace?"

"Yes. Specifically, to the Hidden Palace training ground."

"Why to the Hidden Palace training ground..."

"I heard you received from your sister, Mary Runcandel, a training book for a Secret Technique written by Cyron. This mother-in-law will personally help you perfect your mastery of the elements. It's the price of my laughter."

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