The Northern Grand Duke’s Crazy Son-in-Law Chapter 11

11. Stones and Magic

“You look a little surprised?”

“Honestly, I’m surprised. I didn’t know you were a demon.”

The woman’s tongue wagged mockingly. The concentration of mana increased in real time. It was sticky enough to be felt on the skin.

‘You were a demon. That’s the worst.’

I pretended to be calm, but my heart was beating wildly. My mana was circulating quickly.

Fortunately, the woman was letting her guard down.

The woman knew that Galahad was a sorcerer, so she couldn’t help but let her guard down.

The demons weren’t called the natural enemies of magicians for nothing. The demons’ entire body was filled with mana. And it was extremely concentrated mana.

Normal magic can’t hit such a demon. It had to contain mana with a higher concentration than the demon’s blood. It was to the extent that it required burning two mana cigarettes.

“Actually, I expected you to be a spy for the Allied Forces. They’re quite diligent too.”

The mana circulated faster. It was compression using rotation. There was a thud- sound due to excessive compression. It was a symptom of mana overload. The heavy northern mana filled the inside.

Galahad glanced behind him. The stupid-looking man was nowhere to be seen. He must be waiting at the door.

They will try to catch whichever one survives.

Talk.

At that moment, a small sound was heard near Galahad’s heart. It was evidence that the mana compression had reached its limit.

“So you’re going to beg me to spare your life?”

“Will you forgive me if I beg?”

“Think about it.”

“Then I have to ask.”

The woman’s eyes widened as if she didn’t know that it would really be a bill. Then, her smile deepened.

“Ahahaha! You idiot! Did you really think I’d let you live? You’re cute, aren’t you?”

The woman’s tongue swept over Galahad’s face, its sharp protrusions scraping Galahad’s cheek.

A stinging pain rose up, but Galahad smiled.

The distance had narrowed sufficiently. The woman was smiling stupidly, and her mana was compressed to its limit.

‘It’s now.’

A formless wind flew through Galahad’s hands.

“···uh?”

For a split second, the woman twisted her body.

A long line was drawn behind the woman, and a large scar was carved into the wall of the house.

“Oh no – I was aiming for the neck.”

Thud, the woman’s right arm rolled across the floor.

It’s the number of conversions, but it’s only eight – what a disaster.

Galahad sighed softly.

To dodge at that moment-. It seemed that the demons were sensitive to mana. Galahad stored the information he had just obtained in his head.

“Ahhhhhh!!! How dare you·········!”

“You lied first. I was angry too.”

“die!”

The woman swung her one remaining hand roughly. A condensed, formless energy shot out through him.

‘A lump of mana?’

It was a pure lump of mana.

A lump of mana! Galahad’s eyes lit up. Galahad tried to suppress his excitement and spread his fingers. Mana flared between his fingers, increasing their volume. He compressed them as much as he could.

A translucent barrier has been created ahead.

Bang! Even though it was a fairly thick barrier, the mana lump easily broke through it and struck my shoulder.

Galahad slammed into the wall. A sharp pain shot up from his back.

“Ugh-.”

A groan burst from Galahad’s mouth.

‘Throwing mana as is-. Is this a demon?’

I gulped, swallowing the saliva that had filled my mouth.

‘That’s interesting.’

Well then, how about this?

“Speech.”

Galahad muttered softly and snapped his fingers.

An explosion went off next to the woman’s face. It was at close range, but all it did was turn her head slightly.

‘Basic magic doesn’t work.’

In order to damage the Demons, you had to compress your mana to its limit like before.

He had to open at least two packs of Mana cigarettes, but the woman didn’t seem patient enough to wait for him.

“You loach! Die!”

The woman waved her hands repeatedly. An invisible, heavy attack was launched at Galahad.

The excitement that had risen to the tip of his head accelerated his thoughts. All that could be done was to stop it for a moment with the uncompressed Manaron.

‘I guess I’ll have to reduce the size.’

Galahad twisted his hands, compressing the concentration as much as he could, and reducing the size of the magic itself.

It was a shortcut, but it would have a similar effect. However, it had the disadvantage of having a too small range.

To use him, one had to be precise and accurate, like a knight’s sword.

The small barrier he had made leaked energy. Galahad twisted his body at the same time.

Whoosh-. My eardrums almost burst from the compressed wind.

The wall behind me shook violently. A large scar was carved into the solid wall.

‘If you make a mistake, you die.’

Galahad desperately tried to keep his cool. Excitement was poison to the wizard.

‘You can’t attack this way. The range is too small.’

As the distance increases, the mana suppression power decreases, making it impossible to use for attack.

The woman did not move from her spot, keeping a distance from him. She continued to shoot invisible energy.

Just brushing it away made my mana twist. A thrill spread through my fingertips.

At that moment, a stone fell from the ceiling. The woman furrowed her eyebrows in annoyance at the stone hitting her head.

How can you take magic lightly and get upset over something as simple as a stone? Galahad was dumbfounded, thinking that magic was inferior to stones.

‘I see. If you’re worse than a stone, then turn into a stone.’

Galahad looked around.

The inside of the house was surprisingly solid. Even though the invisible energy kept knocking on it, all it did was crack.

Thanks to that, quite a few fist-sized rocks rolled around.

“Speech.”

Galahad aimed at the woman’s side and snapped his fingers. An explosion occurred beneath the woman.

“You idiot-.”

The woman laughed, perhaps thinking that the spell had gone astray.

At that moment, a rock flying from below hit the woman in the face. Her head turned as if she had been hit in the cheek.

“This kid-.”

A venom rose up the woman’s face.

Galahad snapped his fingers repeatedly. A series of explosions occurred.

Normally, it would be a magic that couldn’t hurt her at all, but now it was different.

“Ahhh! This stupid wizard!”

The woman’s face grew irritated at the stones pouring down from all directions.

‘That’s interesting.’

Galahad was amazed at the new uses of magic. This was the charm and charm of magic. Its uses were endless. He couldn’t help but love it.

“Eek-, stay still! They’re adjusting the zero point!”

Galahad rolled on the floor and snapped his fingers.

Rolling around on the floor and casting spells – it would have been shocking to other wizards, but for Galahad, who was working in the field, it was an everyday occurrence.

The flying stone this time hit the woman’s nose. For a moment, the woman stopped moving.

The high nose collapsed and blood flowed profusely. The woman’s face was twisted like a hideous wound. Her already ugly face became even more hideous.

The moment I was about to say something about wrinkles forming on my face-.

“I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you-!”

The woman waved her hand, and a blast of invisible energy shot out randomly.

The momentum was incomparably more intense than before.

‘oh my god-.’

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Intangible energy burst out from all directions. It was an invisible disaster.

The ceiling shook, the floor cracked, thick lines were drawn everywhere, and everything was broken.

The moment they even slightly mixed, it was over. That wasn’t something that could be blocked with a wall. My hair stood on end in tension.

I was so focused that the blood vessels in my eyes burst.

The woman’s hand stopped. Her breathing was ragged, as if it was a bit too much for her.

The surrounding area was scorched earth. All the lovely stones had been turned to dust and no trace of them could be seen.

Destroying all the rocks – that was a really stupid yet effective method.

“What can you do now?”

The woman who had regained her composure smiled. Her face was full of confidence.

Galahad thought, trying to suppress his despair.

‘What can I do now?’

My head spun quickly. I remembered my experience with the previous pervert lord. I also remembered Adrianna’s thrilling hands.

I still haven’t figured out how to recreate Adrianna’s side. Then, the pervert lord-.

‘Oh, there it was.’

Galahad’s gaze was fixed on one place.

A new method has emerged.

It seemed like it would be quite fun.

***

‘I was hurt by magic.’

The demon Karntula chewed his lips.

Losing an arm to magic would be something that would make one laugh at one’s entire life if it reached the ears of other demons.

‘I almost died.’

If it weren’t for my premonition, my neck would have been blown off.

For a wizard, he was extremely tricky. The way he cut off my arm and attacked me with strange magic by throwing rocks at me were all unexpected.

However, he was a wizard and the woman was a demon.

No matter how much he struggled, the outcome was already decided from the beginning.

But Carntula did not let his guard down. It was the man who cut off his arm.

Carntula kept her distance and stepped on the bastard.

Soon the thing staggered. It looked terrible. Covered in dust and mud, it was covered in puncture marks and scratches. It was a wonder it didn’t fall over.

“I’m starting to get sick of it.”

It was just a struggle because his methods were strange. The first time he cut off my arm, it was just a result of carelessness.

I lightly waved my hand, but the bastard couldn’t dodge. He fell backwards violently.

The fallen man struggled to get up, but fell back down, perhaps because he lacked the strength.

The fragrant scent of blood made Carntula’s mind spin.

“That’s pretty good. You’re a wizard, and you’re pushing me like this—you’re amazing.”

It was true. Even if it was a strange way to do it, it was a great thing for a wizard to bother Carntula like this.

The fallen man was gushing blood. He looked like he was going to die at any moment.

‘It’s the end.’

Only then did Carntula slowly approach.

Carntula looked at the writhing man and smacked his lips. Where should he start eating this guy? Head first? Or legs first?

“No, what if you die like this? Just hold on a little longer. It tastes better when you eat it while it’s still alive.”

“I’m sorry, but my lifeline is pretty tight.”

The man raised his head with difficulty. Carntula felt a sense of alienation as she met his eyes.

‘Those eyes-.’

Even though he was clearly cornered, his eyes remained calm.

He raised his hand. Beneath it, a large stone was visible. It was sharp as a knife, and I wondered when it had been sharpened.

‘You hid this number-.’

cute.

Carntula snickered and covered her face with her arms.

“You idiot. How many times are you going to use the same number?”

Kwaaang! An explosion occurred. A sizzling heat tickled Carntula’s body.

It was just a stone, after all. It wouldn’t be able to pierce Carntula’s arm.

It would have been a victory for Carntula, as long as her head didn’t fly off.

Carntula, who had been laughing for a long time, suddenly felt something strange. He only felt heat, and there was no pain.

Maybe I was just frightened by those eyes. I clicked my tongue slightly and lowered my hand.

But the man was nowhere to be seen. He was clearly down there, so maybe he escaped with that body? Did he think he could escape?

At that moment, a cough was heard from behind. Carntula turned her head and doubted her eyes.

A man was in the place where Carntula had been just a moment ago.

‘How did you move so fast with that body?’

The question was quickly answered. The deep burn marks on the man’s back were the answer.

‘······Detonate an explosion on my back and use the recoil?’

He had used the same method he used to throw rocks at Carntula on himself.

Crazy-. Carntula muttered a curse at the terrible awfulness.

The man was holding something in his hand. It was Carntula’s severed arm.

“I don’t have a hobby like this-.”

The bastard raised his severed arm high and squeezed him hard.

Red blood flowed from the cut section, drenching the creature.

A wizard who drinks the blood of the demon tribe.

For the first time, Carntula felt fear at the sight of the bizarre sight. It was an incomprehensible behavior.

The blood-covered man stared at Carntula.

Emotions began to appear in the man’s eyes, which had always been calm.

that-.

It was a joy that was tightly held together.

With a clear desire, Carntula took a step back.

Carntula’s face crumpled as she realized belatedly that she had backed down.

How can a demon be scared of a wizard?

At that moment, the man waved his hand. The blood on his hand sprayed out in a long stream.

In an instant, the world became higher.

‘······uh?’

No, Carntula’s eye level has lowered.

The pain came up late. I looked down and saw that my ankle had been cut off cleanly.

“······What is this.”

Carntula couldn’t understand the situation.

Why? Carntula hastily twisted her body and raised her head.

“Ah, it works. It’s the method I used last time, but since your blood is more concentrated, it’s actually easier.”

The man’s voice, which had been calm until now, began to shake up and down. His voice was filled with joy.

The man limped toward me. It was bizarre that he muttered to himself and exclaimed in admiration with every step he took.

Carntula waved her hand urgently.

The man snapped his blood-soaked fingers.

I felt a terrible pain in my left arm.

“Oh, when magic and mana of the same concentration meet, magic has the upper hand. Amazing.”

Before I knew it, a man was standing right in front of me, looking down.

Those eyes weren’t as calm as before.

“Don’t give up so quickly like the last guy. Please hold on with all your might. Aren’t you a true demon?”

yes?

The man’s voice was very polite.

As if I were asking you sincerely-.

“What is this······.”

Carntula’s words were left unfinished.

The man’s hand covered his mouth.

“Shh, I need to concentrate. Keep your mouth shut. You talk too much.”

***

‘If you drink the blood of the demon, your mana concentration will increase momentarily. There will be a backlash afterward, but you can somehow endure it. It’s been full of only good things lately.’

Galahad opened the door, muttering what he had just discovered.

When I opened the door, the guy from before was standing there, holding a sword. The sword had a clear aura. Even though he was clumsy, he was still an agent of the intelligence agency.

A look of horror crossed his face. He didn’t seem to think Galahad would win.

It was expected. They were wizards and demons.

The wizard was Galahad.

The sun was rising dimly. My back felt cool. No, it was cold. It was refreshing.

“Are you going to do it?”

The man’s expression became troubled. Guilt appeared on his face. Soon, he shook his head.

“Okay. Well, it was my fault.”

“He’s a good guy. He won’t live long. “Galahad muttered rudely.

“Rose was killed by the demons who attacked Anga.”

Galahad threw the head of the demon he had been saving.

Boom! Roll! Roll! The man picked up the head of the demon that had rolled in front of him with a sour look on his face.

“···Why are you helping me?”

“Everyone makes mistakes. The important thing is not to repeat them.”

Galahad coughed softly. Blood spurted from his mouth. He felt a little dizzy. He must have lost too much blood.

“I will not forget your kindness.”

He said with force in his eyes. Grace-. What an idiot. This was a reasonable calculation.

“I am handsome.”

“Is that the agent’s name?”

“···Yes, how did you know?”

“It looks like that. I am Galahad.”

Handsome squinted his eyes. When revealing the original agent’s name, it was polite to say the agent’s name in front of him. It was similar to when office workers exchange business cards. Galahad tried to avoid those eyes.

“It’s been so long. I guess I’ll go. I just came out for a bit during the company dinner.”

I waved to Handsome and walked away slowly.

Only after Handsome was out of sight did Galahad let go of the mana he had gathered in his hands.

After walking for a while, I arrived at the bar. The door was firmly shut.

It seemed like it was too late.

There was a familiar figure ahead. It was Damian. Damian had his mouth open and was eating his eyes.

Galahad staggered to sit down next to Damian. His entire body was in pain. There was no place that didn’t hurt. When he leaned against the wall, he let out a small scream.

“I told you I was going to die.”

Damien’s voice was flat. Galahad laughed as if coughing.

“You’re not going to die just because of this. Did you eat all you wanted?”

“yes.”

“That’s great. Who did the math?”

“He’s the old man with the slanted eyes.”

“Gilbutton? Ha, you’re going to grumble again.”

“I told you to leave it.”

Galahad laughed with a cough, red blood spewing from his mouth.

There was silence for a moment.

Galahad’s groan broke the silence.

“Shall I kill you?”

Damien asked in an emotionless voice.

Galahad knew it was Damian’s kindness.

“Okay, I have a lot of work to do.”

“Okay. Okay then.”

How long had I been sitting like that? The door opened roughly.

“Kuaaaah! What the heck!”

Captain Hook jumped up and screamed.

“Why are you opening the door so late? You’re not destined to become rich. Can I have a warm stew please?”

“I am meat.”

Captain Hook hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

“Welcome!”

A grin spread across Captain Hook’s face.

The boy held out his hand, not his sword.

Galahad laughed and caught him, coughing.

“Just eat a little. We have to go north right away.”

For the first time, emotion appeared on the boy’s face.

It was sad.

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