The Northern Grand Duke’s Crazy Son-in-Law Chapter 123

Episode 123: Everyday Medicine

Effort was a beast.

Effort didn’t train. All he did was eat, poop, and sleep. That’s why he didn’t fit in with the typical agent.

Effort was only used for retirement operations. As a result, the results were poor, but the skills were real.

‘He’s a difficult guy.’

Effort was driven solely by instinct. There were no set rules or laws.

‘Like Damien.’

That’s why Galahad thought of Effort when he first saw Damian fight. Damian was similar to Effort.

of course-.

‘Damian is better.’

Galahad shook off the tobacco.

Effort slowly relaxed his body. The bastard was not in a hurry. He was a seasoned beast.

“Oh, was Iscariot an erased name?”

It was a childish provocation, but it was quite effective for Galahad, since no one else was talking about his name.

“It’s a deleted name. Have you already forgotten that it’s a taboo in the Information Agency?”

“It’s okay. The ball will be bigger.”

The bastard stretched out his arms. His elastic muscles shook with a snapping sound.

The loosened man took up his sword. It was a large, crude sword that looked like it would be used in a butcher’s shop.

“You changed your weapon.”

“Because the one I was using before broke.”

“Sir Gilbert would foam at the mouth if he heard that.”

“Gilbutton?”

The man aimed his sword at Galahad. Galahad smoothed his waist. He was a beast, not a demon. There was no need to take out his water bottle.

Instead of a water bottle, he took out the golden staff that he had kept on his back. The corners of Galahad’s mouth went up as he felt the golden staff fit snugly in his hand.

“What is that?”

“It’s a club for killing beasts.”

The bastard lowered his posture, the corners of his mouth twisting. His solid muscles were stretched to their limits.

Galahad didn’t wait and snapped his fingers. Space distorted, and an ice pick emerged from behind the creature.

There was no sound or sign because it used spatial magic. A demon sensitive to mana might have reacted, but this guy wasn’t a demon.

But then the bastard twisted his body. The ice pick grazed him.

‘I didn’t know you could avoid spatial magic.’

I knew you had great instincts, but I didn’t know you could avoid using spatial magic.

‘This is becoming a nuisance.’

Galahad clicked his tongue slightly.

“I learned something strange.”

The guy squinted his eyes. His expression was strange. He felt danger like a ghost.

“Is your instinct telling you to run away?”

The bastard didn’t answer. Looking at his crumpled face, it seemed like the answer was correct.

‘You have a good feeling.’

Galahad glanced up. The moon was waning. There was much to do. Time was running out.

However, haste was poison. Leisure was a weapon.

‘One by one. Slowly.’

Galahad took hold of the golden staff. It scraped the ground.

The chill of the aura was felt everywhere. The agents no longer hid their presence.

The opponent was not just one Effort. There were ten agents around him.

I had to deal with Effort and Agents at the same time. It was quite a tedious task.

Perhaps it could be seen as a crisis.

In a time of great crisis, Galahad shakes off the tobacco-.

“Anyone who wants to surrender, speak now.”

He urged them to surrender.

The one who is surrounded is actually suggesting surrender.

The agents who had never shown their emotions snickered. You’re crazy. A small whisper was heard.

He seemed to think Galahad’s suggestion was a joke.

There was only one person who didn’t laugh.

“No. Let’s get started right away. I’m a bit busy.”

Galahad snapped his fingers, looking at Effort’s stern face.

Kwaang-, a long line of fire spread out centered around Galahad.

It was a signal flare. A chill came from all sides. The surrounding agents ran towards Galahad.

In it-.

Galahad stared at Effort.

The guy had a very hardened face.

‘That feels good.’

Galahad muttered and snapped his fingers.

A final whistle was heard from behind. The chill had faded a little. Clang! A sharp sound like swords tangled was heard. There was no need to turn my head.

Just as they gave Galahad their estimates, Galahad gave them his estimates.

Of course, Galahad’s estimate was better than theirs.

There was one variable.

Behind the agent who was slamming the window, a man was seen kicking the ground. The distance was shortened in an instant. Galahad snapped his fingers.

An ice pick emerged from just above the bastard’s shoulder. Without warning, the bastard turned around. The ice pick grazed him.

‘You’re good at avoiding it.’

Galahad took a step back, admiring it blandly. The spear struck the spot. The agent’s astonished face was visible.

At that moment, the agent’s mouth opened wide. Whew-. The agent’s mouth split open and a crude sword came out. The sword was faster than the blood that was spraying out.

Galahad took another step back. The auror blade that had been aiming at Galahad from behind clashed with the rough blade.

Boom! Sparks flew everywhere. The surroundings lit up. Beyond the cut-in-half agent was Effort.

Effort’s sword did not stop. It moved along the tangled sword. As if it were alive.

‘Still the same.’

He clicked his tongue and snapped his fingers. The effort he had been thrusting with his sword suddenly stopped and he stepped back.

The agent right next to me took his place. He was a truly capable agent. Kwaaaaang! Lightning struck violently.

A capable agent who took Effort’s place was struck by lightning.

Galahad glanced down.

The lightning-struck agent’s sword stopped just in front of his neck.

Soon the sword fell with a snap.

It was a clear diagonal boundary.

My back was tingling with tension, and my spirits were lifted.

[You are a field type.]

Unfortunately, it could not be denied.

Galahad turned his attention back to Effort.

Effort’s movements were definitely tricky.

He instinctively figured out the optimal route. He made the best move.

therefore-.

‘I guess I’ll just have to make it unavoidable.’

Galahad raised the corners of his mouth at the neat conclusion.

*

‘What is this-.’

James blinked.

The agent’s combat was not flashy.

It was quiet and desperate.

All I could hear was the cold sound of swords, the sound of flesh being torn, and the sound of bodies falling. There were no shouts or screams.

The sound of Galahad snapping his fingers was so audible.

Galahad snapped his fingers repeatedly. Ice picks shot out one after another. Effort dodged them easily, but the agents had a hard time avoiding them.

“You really know how to deal with knights.”

Handsome muttered in horror.

Galahad held his effort in check even while surrounded by agents. The ice picks fired quickly.

It was a dark space. There was no way the transparent ice pick could be seen.

However, Effort dodged the flying ice pick in midair. It was a move closer to a feat than swordsmanship.

“Is that really a human?”

Handsome muttered faintly. A look of shock settled on his face.

Effort, who had easily avoided the ice pick, smoothly dug between the agents. The rough sword aimed for Galahad’s back.

widely.

A transparent barrier rose behind Galahad. A rough sword scraped against the barrier. The barrier broke even though there was no aura.

The rough sword moved without stopping. It almost seemed as if the sword was alive.

Galahad’s back was cut. Because Galahad dodged at that moment, the scar was not deep.

Red blood spurted out. Galahad snapped his fingers, pointing at the blood. Flames blazed wildly through the air, riding the blood.

Effort had already retreated. Effort crouched down and circled around Galahad. He looked like a beast hunting for prey.

A fierce battle ensued. Galahad’s body was covered in wounds. Agents fell. Effort remained calm. He did not get excited and waited for his chance.

Galahad, who had never backed down before, continued to back away.

“I have to help!”

Handsome said, drawing his sword.

At that moment, something caught James’ eye.

There was a line beneath Galahad, who was constantly retreating, surrounded by agents. It was a line drawn by the tip of a golden staff.

The line was straight. It was as if it had been drawn on purpose.

“Okay… Wait a minute.”

“What!”

James pointed down at Galahad.

That line is like-.

‘······Magic circle?’

James’ eyes widened. He quickly checked again.

The magic circle was right.

‘You drew a magic circle in this situation?’

I was engaged in a battle with tens of thousands of agents and efforts. How could I draw a magic circle in such a situation?

That retreat had to be calculated. There was no way such a crazy thing was possible.

No, if possible it shouldn’t have been done.

At that moment, Galahad struck down his golden staff.

A huge flow of mana was felt. Effort jumped back for a moment. The ship was faster than when it rushed in.

at that time-.

“This is also a loss.”

Galahad spoke softly. The magic circle below emitted a harsh light.

James’ mouth fell open at Mana’s massive movement.

A small spark rose from Galahad’s finger. The small spark, which seemed ready to go out at any moment, fell so slowly that it made one yawn.

As that faint spark fell into the magic circle-.

In an instant, a wild fire broke out. A fierce fire filled the magic circle. It was as if a spark had been thrown into oil.

The fire spread in an instant and filled the space.

‘It’s terrible.’

The fire was so bad that even James, who was far away, could feel the heat.

Such a strong fire-. I couldn’t even sense how thick the mana concentration was.

The agents raised their auras in a hurry. The refined aura pushed away the fire.

Auror split the magic. That was common sense. However, the fire that was spreading now was not a fragmentary one. It was a flame that filled the area.

All I could do was hold out and push away with my aura.

However, since they are agents of the Inspector General’s Office, I felt that their auras were weak.

“Auror’s restraint has actually become poisonous.”

James nodded at Handsome’s explanation.

The aurors of the Inspector General’s agents were optimized for ambush and assassination. Instead-.

‘Weak to wide attacks.’

James’ eyes widened.

It was a number that accurately captured the characteristics of the agents of the Inspector General’s Office.

It was possible to understand his weakness by making a hundred concessions. However, carrying it out was a completely different story.

A magic with a range that can put pressure on Aura.

I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.

At the center of the wild fire was Galahad.

“It’s a little warmer now.”

Galahad smiled leisurely, twirling his golden staff.

Something shot between the agents. It was Effort. Effort’s eyes glowed low as he looked at Galahad.

It seemed as if he saw an opportunity in Galahad who unleashed range magic.

Even if he was Galahad, there was no way he could use magic again after unleashing this kind of magic.

widely.

There was a small sound. Galahad snapped his fingers. Fire erupted violently from beneath the effort.

Effort crouched. If he had been even slightly off, he would have been eaten by the explosion, but Effort’s movements were exquisite.

Instead, they took advantage of the recoil of the explosion.

widely.

The flames rose sharply. A spear made of fire was shot out. Effort’s rough sword deflected it. Such movement in the air-.

It was a movement closer to that of a beast or wild beast than a knight.

“What is that······.”

It was a movement so mysterious that it astonished Handsome.

Effort found his way through the fire. He moved according to his instincts.

Within, Effort reached Galahad.

Galahad adjusted his hold on the golden staff. Effort snickered at the sight. Was the wizard going to engage in close combat with him?

‘It’s my victory.’

Effort smiled broadly.

At that moment, Galahad met his eyes and smiled. That smile was darker than Effort.

Instinct warned me of danger. It screamed at me to get back immediately.

If it were normal, Effort would have followed his instincts.

However, right now I was facing the wizard head on.

I know Galahad was great, but he was just a wizard.

There was no way he could be pushed back by a wizard in close combat. Effort ignored his instincts and swung his sword.

at that time-.

Tak. A chill ran down Effort’s back. Effort hurriedly twisted his waist. An arrow of fire grazed his right waist.

In an instant, a golden rod struck. It was certainly an outstanding speed for a wizard, but-.

‘That’s all there is to it.’

Effort swung his sword, intending to cut off both the golden staff and the bastard’s hand at once.

At that moment, a chill was felt from behind again. The position was so exquisite that Effort had no choice but to dodge.

The unstoppable golden rod struck Effort’s chest.

Kung, the power contained in the golden staff was considerable. It was enough to shake Effort’s body.

“bloke-!”

Getting hit by a magician with a staff-. Effort’s eyes rolled back. The moment he was about to swing his sword, he felt the coldness again.

It was more intense than before.

This should have been avoided.

Effort hurriedly twisted his body and barely avoided it. Then he felt a heavy impact in his abdomen.

It was a golden staff. The golden staff hit Effort’s abdomen exactly.

It was strange.

Effort clearly moved to avoid the attack from behind. But why is the golden rod here-.

‘this-.’

Only then did Effort realize.

‘I calculated my moves.’

Galahad calculated even Effort’s instincts.

No, it wasn’t a simple calculation.

Galahad guided Effort’s movements.

vicious···.

“Didn’t I tell you? The beast is poisoned by the hawk.”

Effort realized that his instincts were right in the calm Galahad.

Galahad was not an opponent that Effort could beat.

Effort realized too late is-.

“Is the surrender offer still valid?”

He laughed awkwardly.

“I’m sorry, but I’m a man of my word.”

Galahad smiled back.

“First of all, let’s get it right.”

Contrary to the polite tone of voice,

The golden rod approached mercilessly.

****

‘Agent names are given with completely opposite feelings-.’

Tom thought back to the story Zammit had just told him,

Now that I think about it, everyone’s names were strange. That beautiful woman named Pumpkin, and Handsome too.

“It will definitely be effective.”

“Because simple things are effective.”

Tom nodded at Zammit’s answer.

“Then what does Zamit mean?”

I have a vague idea of ​​what names like First, Pumpkin, and Handsome mean, but I can’t quite get a feel for Jammit.

“I just named it that because I liked the feel of it?”

Tom was momentarily speechless at Zammit’s confident answer. However, the embarrassment was only momentary.

“Somehow, it just tasted good.”

Zammit raised a corner of his mouth at Tom’s quick compliment.

Zammit hummed and sipped his tea. Tom, who was organizing the data, suddenly had a question.

“Then what is your agent’s name, Captain?”

Zamit’s face hardened for a moment. His trembling legs stopped.

Tom realized he had touched the wrong thing.

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

Tom apologized hastily.

Zamit quickly returned to his usual faint smile.

“No, it’s curious enough. Galahad hates both of his agent names-.”

‘two-?’

Tom muttered the subtle word. Two agent names? As expected, he was the captain. He was extraordinary.

“Well, I guess it doesn’t matter if you tell me. You have to know anyway so that there won’t be any problems later.”

Zammit nodded slightly and straightened his posture. Tom swallowed dryly as Zammit became serious.

It felt like he was being told an important secret. He hated this kind of thing. Tom didn’t want to hear it, but he tried to hold back because it was necessary for work.

“Galahad’s agent has two names. One was given to him by the former director, who was… Um. Anyway, it’s a forbidden name now. Iscariot.”

“Iscariot? What does it mean?”

“I don’t know. It’s the second time I’ve made it.”

“Oh, I see.”

Tom nodded.

“The first name was banned because of its connection to the former director. So I gave it a new agent name. That was······.”

Zamit, who had been speaking without hesitation, stopped talking. His faint smile broke and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Zamit, whose lips were quivering-.

“Happy.”

I forced a smile.

‘Happy Rani-. That sounds like a dog’s name.’

Tom muttered to himself.

Fantasy, Fusion,