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37. Mom
“It was a fun date.”
“······This is not a date.”
Adrianna answered firmly and turned around. Her white coat, not even a speck of dust on it, was billowing wildly.
“An abnormality has been discovered in the Demon Realm. We will hold a meeting.”
Adrianna gave a short order and left. The men of the 1st Battalion who had been glaring at Galahad hurriedly followed Adrianna.
Even though she pretended not to be, she was a very meticulous woman.
“Why on earth do you keep provoking me?”
Gilbert asked with a terrified look on his face. Galahad answered while shaking out the tobacco.
“When did I provoke you?”
“And you made Lady Adrianna take out the cigarette there-”
“Oh, that’s not a provocation. It’s establishing a relationship.”
“······yes?”
“And I couldn’t help it because my hand was in this condition. Are you going to take it out for me?”
“I don’t like it.”
“I agree. Just thinking about it makes me lose my taste for cigarettes.”
At that moment, the knights who had gone out with me approached me. The ones who had glared at me when I left now had gentle eyes.
“sorry.”
The guys immediately bowed their heads. It was an unexpected apology.
“What are you talking about?”
“I thought being a wizard would be a burden. Instead, I ended up being a burden. I’m sorry.”
The bastards bowed their heads deeply again.
In the first place, Galahad didn’t care what they thought of him.
He didn’t openly pick a fight like the other guys.
It would have been enough to just gloss over it, but the knights even bowed their heads to apologize.
It was something unimaginable in the capital.
‘Are there still any articles left here?’
Galahad smiled bitterly and shook his head.
“It wasn’t something to apologize for. In reality, the chances of a wizard from the Empire not being a burden in the Demon Realm are extremely low.”
“······yes?”
“I was just a great wizard.”
The knights’ expressions became subtle. They seemed hot, but there was also a hint of disgust.
“···Just accept it roughly.”
“If I had received it without permission, a normal wizard might have been wronged. It was possible because it was me. If I had brought another wizard, he wouldn’t even be able to use magic.”
Galahad pointed out the exact facts, in order to prevent any possible damage.
“Ah, yes. That···. Yes. You are a genius wizard-. Yes, I understand.”
The knights nodded. Only then did Galahad, satisfied, open his mouth to recall a thought that had suddenly occurred to him.
“That’s good, you’ve worked hard, so you should oil your boat. I’m thinking of having a dinner for the special forces, and you should come too. Sir Gilbert is staying.”
Gilbutton’s face was completely grimaced. However, Gilbutton nodded without saying anything.
“Yes, I will go after the meeting if I have time.”
“Tell Adrianna about this too.”
“yes.”
The knights moved away. They disappeared separately, without mixing with the others who had gone before.
“Adrianna won’t come.”
“I don’t know about that.”
Galahad walked briskly. Gilbert followed him.
Galahad’s mind was moving as busily as his feet.
‘The egg of pain-.’
The most questionable thing right now was the Egg of Pain. After feeding it a fair amount of demon blood, it seemed like it had developed a sense of self.
Even so, it was only to the extent of burning my will by looking at Adriana, or being afraid of Adriana who came close.
‘You said it was a remnant of the Jema War. An egg from a high-ranking demon.’
I thought back to Corton’s words. It was something that had flowed out from the Dawn side. They were using it as a tool for oaths.
In fact, the moment I saw Adriana, it put pressure on me to the point where my mind was shaken.
But when he fed it the blood of the demon tribe, the Egg of Pain changed.
The Egg of Pain, which extracts only the concentrated mana from the blood of the Demon Tribe, was currently very important to Galahad.
However, since it was planted right next to the body, especially the heart, it was necessary to confirm its identity.
‘What is your identity?’
The Egg of Pain was silent. It didn’t seem to react much unless Adrianna was around.
By then we had arrived at the bar where we had left the men.
There was only Tom in the bar. Tom was sitting on a high stool in the middle of the bar, playing something that looked like a guitar. He was pretty good at it.
“Oh, you’re here.”
“Your playing skills are quite good.”
“I was practicing at a bar at the time.”
“I see. What about the others?”
“Damian is running around behind, and Gwen is running around the 1st Battalion helping people.”
Before Tom could finish answering, Gilbert was heading for the back door. There was a strange yearning in his eyes, even though he pretended not to notice.
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‘Competing with Damian-.’
It was an inevitable article. Galahad clicked his tongue and sat down.
“Have you eaten?”
“I haven’t done it yet. I’m so hungry.”
“I’ll get it ready right away.”
Tom got up and went inside.
Galahad took out the cigarette Adrianna had given him, put it in his mouth, and lit it. The scent of lemon filled the air.
After a while, a splendid array of dishes appeared. Even for Galahad, who had only eaten high-class cuisine in the central region, they were delicious.
Tom sat down on his high chair and began to play his instrument again. It felt so natural that it was hard to notice anything strange.
It was quite some time later that Damien and Gilbert returned.
‘You’re late.’
It took longer than Galahad expected.
It was one of two things.
Either Gilbutton tried to extend the fight, or Damien’s skills improved.
Looking at Gilbutton’s crumpled face, it seemed to be the latter.
Damien lunged for the food. There was a bang as he slammed his face into the plate. Gilbert grabbed a piece of food in a hurry.
“But where did the master go and why is Tom cooking?”
“Oh, Mr. Hetrick is not feeling well today, so I am taking his place.”
“······Hetrick is suspicious, so he wouldn’t use just anyone?”
Instead of answering, Tom smiled and plucked the string. Thump! It was a pretty nice sound.
Gilverton nodded dubiously and looked at Galahad.
“Damian, this guy’s skills have improved.”
“Is that so? Damien, you worked hard. You did a great job.”
“yes.”
Gilverton winced at Damien’s light answer.
“All I do is eat and run around, so I really wonder why I get stronger. Does that make sense?”
Gilbert stared at Damien with complicated eyes. Damien was eating without paying attention. He was as ravenous as ever.
“Originally, a wild beast would become stronger if it was fed and put to bed well. And you’re the one taking on the fight.”
“Even though···.”
Gilbutton, who had been muttering softly, nodded hesitantly.
Gwen came back late. Her face was pale, as if she had been out doing something.
“You’re back! You must have had a hard time!”
“Just looking at your face, you seem to have suffered more. What are you doing?”
“I came here to help out the people here while practicing the crater explosion.”
A look of pride appeared on Gwen’s face. Tom wiped her face with a cloth.
“Have a sniff.”
“Hmph!”
Gwen returned with her usual fluffy face.
“Are you familiar with the crater?”
“Yes! It’s a bit ripe now. Explosion crater.”
As she recited the spell, a large fireball appeared in Gwen’s hand. It was quite large. It seemed to be due to her mana tank being ridiculously large.
“Perfect.”
“Ahh! Thank you!”
“You saw my magic and copied it, so it has to be perfect.”
Galahad nodded. Since he had seen and imitated Galahad’s magic, it had to be perfect.
Gwen, who had been expressing her gratitude, pursed her lips.
At that moment, Gwen’s eyes widened. Her gaze was fixed on Galahad’s left chest.
“·········Huh?! I didn’t hear you. What did you say?”
Gwen immediately tilted her head.
“I didn’t say anything.”
“No, what did you just say······. Just now! I told you!”
Galahad’s eyes narrowed in the direction Gwen was pointing. Gwen was pointing directly at Galahad’s left chest.
It was where the eggs of pain were.
“What did you say?”
“uh···.”
“uh?”
“Uh uh······.”
“uh?”
Gwen squinted her eyes.
“What did you say?”
Galahad urged urgently. Fear appeared in Gwen’s eyes. She seemed to sense something was wrong.
Galahad shook his head and looked at Gwen.
“Ignore everything else and trust yourself. Focus. Can you still hear me?”
“···Huh?! That-.”
“Be honest. Lies make your mouth heavy.”
Galahad leaned forward, leaning on the table. Gwen was startled when Galahad came right up to her.
“What happened···.”
“Sir Gilbert, shut your mouth. Now, Gwen. Can you still hear me?”
Galahad’s sunken eyes – black eyes with a hint of blue.
As she faced him, Gwen felt a tightening in her throat.
He nodded, biting his lips tightly.
Oh······ Oh my···.
Gwen answered with a face that looked like she was about to cry.
“······They say I’m your mom? I’m not your mom!”
“mom?”
Galahad hurriedly unbuttoned the top of his shirt. Gwen’s eyes widened at the horrible scars visible through it.
It was a horrible scar, as if something had scratched the spot where the fire had been set. It was a scar that did not match Galahad’s neat appearance at all.
How much it must have hurt. Gwen’s eyes welled up with tears.
“Gwen, you can cry later. Now, concentrate. Can you still hear me?”
The dull voice grew louder. The voice shook my head.
The impulse grew stronger for a moment. Gwen’s pupils dilated.
Gwen reached out her hand without realizing it.
“hmm-.”
Galahad squinted his eyes. The Egg of Pain pulsed wildly.
It was rougher than when she had seen Adrianna. Gwen let out an excited exclamation. Galahad clicked his tongue slightly at her dilated pupils.
“Gwen, focus. Don’t get dragged away.”
“···yes yes!”
“What did he say?”
Gwen lowered her head.
“Please be my mom. I’m not your mom!”
Gwen whispered softly so that only Galahad could hear. Her eyes were filled with resentment.
“Take it.”
“···What?! I’m not even married!”
“Aren’t you raising orphans anyway? Strictly speaking, this is an orphan too. It shouldn’t be dangerous for you. If it is, there are ways to kill it-.”
The egg of pain vibrated violently. A look of pity crossed Gwen’s face. Soon, Gwen nodded.
The Egg of Pain gurgled loudly. Something moved towards Gwen from the Egg of Pain. It wasn’t Mana. It was something unidentifiable.
Galahad felt a deep interest.
Gwen raised her head stiffly.
“Hey, captain-.”
“Sir Gilbert, please be quiet for a moment.”
Thud. With a crisp sound, Gwen’s right arm grew slightly thicker. It was as if a muscle had expanded, but then quickly disappeared.
It was only a moment, but Galahad, who was right in front of him, did not miss it.
Galahad doubted his eyes.
What Gwen just did-.
‘It belongs to the demon tribe.’
At that time, when I met Palho, the demon I saw in the cave looked exactly like the one I saw.
It was the ability to strengthen the body with something close to the source of mana. It was what the demons called power.
The egg of pain stopped jumping. Gwen took a deep breath. Her breath was quite hot.
‘Is it related to following magic? Is the magic of the demons the origin of magic?’
Galahad’s mind became complicated again. Did Gwen have a secret? Or was it just a matter of being a female wizard?
“Leader.”
Gilbert called Galahad again.
Let’s turn our heads to him-.
“······Ah, I came to deliver His Highness the Grand Duke’s letter.”
Adrianna stood there, expressionless as usual. The knights behind her looked horrified.
Only then did Galahad take stock of the situation.
Gwen had her hand on Galahad’s chest, and even drool was running from her mouth.
It wasn’t a pretty sight.
“I see. Gwen, would you please take your hand off?”
“Huh? Ahhh! Yes!”
Gwen pulled her hand away noisily. Galahad opened his shirt.
Adrianna held out an envelope right in front of Galahad. It was so close that it almost touched his nose. The distance felt strange.
“Thank you.”
“······.”
Galahad opened the envelope without hesitation.
[Special Forces Captain Galahad is assigned to walk around the battalion and check for any holes in the front lines.]
It was a short sentence. The thick handwriting, as if written with a fist, was obviously the Archduke’s.
‘Take responsibility-.’
It meant that you were responsible for the story you brought up. There were some petty details that didn’t match your size.
but-.
‘Good. Is it a merchant?’
The Archduke’s seal stamped beneath the letter was quite a nice award.
‘Take responsibility and look into the holes in the battalion.’
It was a crude sentence, but the Archduke had given Galahad power. He had given Galahad the authority to interfere with other battalions.
It was not like the battalion commanders would open their arms wide, but it was just the excuse Galahad needed.
It was a chance to find that guy called Dawn.
“Good.”
Galahad smiled contentedly and took the letter.
“His Highness the Grand Duke has ordered all battalions to recheck the front lines. There have been unusual signs found in the Demonic Realm as well. The 1st Battalion will lock the doors for the time being and inspect the interior.”
Adrianna said in a nonchalant voice.
“Okay. I’ll look forward to our next date and kill the bugs that came inside.”
“······This is not a date.”
Adrianna furrowed her eyebrows. Adrianna never went beyond one.
At that, Galahad raised the corners of his lips and joked.
“Why are you reacting like that? Was this your first date?”
Adrianna didn’t answer. Her eyebrows remained stiff.
There was silence for a moment.
Galahad coughed slightly.
“Hmm······, thinking about it again, it wasn’t a date. Well, how is that a date?”
The corners of Adrianna’s eyebrows rose slightly.
“I’ve been busy. I have to block the front lines.”
“Okay.”
“Because if you let your guard down for even a moment, the demons will come over. And I am the captain of the 1st battalion. The first shield of the North-.”
“I told you, I got it.”
Adriana continued to insist.
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“They said the executive came in person.”
“The executive moved? Is he that great?”
The old man lifted his heavy eyelids at the noisy conversation.
The prison was filled with the smell of sewage and blood, and a dim light was visible beyond the iron bars.
‘Those damn noisy guys.’
The old man grumbled. Those wizards, they were talking about black magic or something, and he never stopped talking.
The old man spat. It was thick spit mixed with phlegm and blood. The handcuffs on the old man’s arms made a cracking sound.
“It’s the same with the workplace, and because it involves Yeomyeong-.”
“Right.”
at that time-.
“Oh! You’re here!”
“Oh, yes! I understand! Feel free to talk!”
I could hear them moving away in a hurry.
“Are you out of your mind?”
A strange voice was heard. It sounded like a woman’s voice, or a boy’s voice. When the old man didn’t respond, the man knocked on the iron bars.
There was a shadow on the other side of the iron bars. It was hard to see clearly because the torch was behind it.
“Captain of the 7th Battalion… No, is that the captain, Belogrim?”
Yeah, that was the name. When you get old, this is the problem. It keeps blinking.
“That’s right. Let me ask you a few questions. Is there a secret passageway that you can enter through, or······.”
The bastard kept chattering. The old man answered him since he had no one to talk to.
At that moment, footsteps were heard from afar.
“Oh, and lastly, is there anything you can give me if I save you here?”
The old man chuckled at the bastard’s strange question.
“Save me? Do you know how many people are out there?”
“Yes, I think you know better than that. I’m busy, so please answer quickly.”
The old man chuckled at the bastard’s impudent urging.
“Okay, if you save me, I’ll lick your feet.”
“Ah …
That was a trivial story. The old man nodded lightly.
“Can’t you change your words later? That guy is really scary.”
“But are you a woman or a man?”
“That’s confidential.”
At that moment, the sound of footsteps came closer.
The approaching torch revealed the figure of the bastard.
‘It was a crow mask.’
The old man clicked his tongue slightly.
“Shh-.”
The crow with its index finger in its mouth disappeared.
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