The Northern Grand Duke’s Crazy Son-in-Law Chapter 75

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‘Inheritance.’

Galahad wiped the blood from his hands.

What I found out from the demons was fragmentary information.

All the old man said was that he would give Damien the inheritance. If he asked more than that, his head would explode.

‘That’s a pretty disturbing word.’

It wasn’t such an unfamiliar word.

‘That’s what he used to do. Was it Suhan?’

Suhan was an agent with a fairly good reputation. He had a warm impression and was even rumored to have raised orphans.

Galahad investigated him. Most of the time when he was caring for orphans here, his intentions were impure.

Surprisingly, the bastard’s house was clean. There was no trace of the orphan anywhere.

Galahad carefully examined the man’s house, and soon found a large magic circle in the basement. It was a red magic circle, and on it were small corpses. They were dried corpses.

He was stronger than the information. Of course, he was not a match for Galahad.

The content of the incident was quite plain.

He gathered orphans and taught them magic separately. He didn’t teach them much. He just taught them how to read the necessary letters and move mana.

and-.

‘I absorbed the mana.’

He absorbed the mana of the children. That was why he was stronger than recorded. He expressed it as inheritance.

It was a funny story. It wasn’t something that was passed down from above, it was inheritance.

Galahad retired him.

The reason was illegal magic lessons. The punishment for that was greater than kidnapping and murdering an orphan.

‘The origin of magic is the demon tribe.’

Galahad tapped his fingers as he searched through his memories.

It was an interesting magic circle, so I still remembered it. The magic circle was quite crude. Looking at it now, it seemed to be an imitation of the demon’s.

‘If it’s the Demon Tribe-.’

Galahad reassembled the magic circle in his memory.

‘You intend to absorb blood.’

I don’t know exactly, but it seemed like he was using Proxel’s power.

But Damien was half Proxel, half pros**tute.

The succession could not have been complete.

then-.

“Ugh-.”

“Gwen, are you okay? Please drink this. It’s good for your stomach.”

Dalgrak.

A loud noise broke Galahad’s thoughts.

“Captain, these guys keep coming out.”

Gilbutton asked, shaking his hand. Behind him, the decapitated corpse of the demon was lying around.

“That’s strange.”

“yes?”

“Even if you kill them, the Demon’s power doesn’t decrease noticeably. If everything goes according to plan, their power should decrease proportionally.”

“Isn’t the captain wrong?”

“I’m sorry, but I can never be wrong.”

Gilverton swallowed dryly at Galahad’s firm words. It was strange how he could be so sure.

“Even if you kill the demon, its power doesn’t decrease. Rather, it seems like its concentration increases. Why?”

Galahad, who was looking around, suddenly realized that there was something strange about the stain on the wall.

At first glance it looked like just ash, but the stain was quite dark.

As if someone did it on purpose.

“Ah, that’s it.”

“What are you talking about?”

“This mansion is also Proxel. You’ve put a lot of thought into it.”

“The mansion is Proxel? What do you mean?”

“Sir Gilbert, you are not ashamed of learning. That is a very good attitude.”

Gilbert pondered Galahad’s words for a moment. Was it a compliment?

“Look at the wall. There are stains all over it. They look like simple stains, but-. Taste it.”

Gilbert took off his leather gloves and scratched the wall with his fingers. Tiny specks of dust clung to his fingers.

“Whoa-! Shit! Doesn’t that taste like shit!”

“That’s correct. This is a wall made from the corpses of demons. They must be demons of the Proxel family.”

“Are you saying that it was made from the corpses of your ancestors? You crazy demons-.”

“Isn’t it smart? It seems that even if you kill a demon here, it gets absorbed into the mansion. Is it a power related to the territory? This is the first time I’ve seen something like this.”

“······yes?”

Galahad tossed his tangled hair.

The mansion was also a Proxel.

‘He let me go without saying anything. He must have been confident.’

Even if you burn the demons with fire, they seem to be absorbed into the mansion.

It wasn’t a good sign.

One strange thing remains.

‘Why doesn’t the old man come forward himself?’

No matter how much the mansion absorbed, its efficiency could not be perfect.

But the old man did not come forward.

‘Are you reluctant to use force?’

Was Galahad afraid? He didn’t seem to be.

Proxel was a big organization in the city. The reason why the old man who was the head of such an organization was reluctant to come forward was-.

‘Is it because of that ruler?’

There were various rumors about the demon who ruled the city and the ruler.

One of the most famous of them was:

Anything that catches the ruler’s attention, whether it’s a demon or a human, disappears.

Rumors tend to be exaggerated, but we had to be careful.

Galahad glanced away. Adrianna was staring at him.

Adrianna was using up all her strength. It was because of Galahad’s request.

If Adrianna had stepped forward, she might have attracted the attention of the ruler.

‘He’s a guy that even old people would be afraid of.’

Galahad put a tobacco stick in his mouth.

It further increases the risk to the ruler.

If the old man was so cautious that he would give up his own life, it would be right to avoid intervention by the ruler.

Just dealing with the Proxel here was quite tiring. I had to be as careful as possible.

‘I guess I’ll have to save Adriana.’

Then Galahad calculated again.

There were two clues.

The first was that the old man’s purpose was to pass on the inheritance to Damien.

The second clue was that the mansion was also Proxel.

Galahad combined the two clues. Eventually, a method came to mind.

“I guess I’ll have to trust Damian this time.”

As he spoke, his mouth felt dry. Unfortunately, Galahad was not the type of person to trust and rely on others.

‘The concept of succession will be similar.’

Galahad looked at Gwen, who was still vomiting inside.

“Huh? You trust that brat?”

“That’s right. But I can’t just sit still. I need to help you out a little-.”

“How can I help you?”

“It’s about catching the demons. The problem is that even if you catch the demons, their power goes to the mansion. To stop this-. It’ll take quite some time.”

“Why do you do that?”

“Didn’t I just explain it to you, Sir Gilbert?”

“No, that’s not it-.”

Gilbutton asked back rudely.

At that, Galahad frowned.

“I know you’re a proud learner, but sometimes you need to be embarrassed.”

Gilverton shook his head at Galahad’s point.

“No, if the mansion is the problem-.”

Galahad frowned at Gilbutton, who was speaking until the end.

However, I was slightly impressed by Gilbert’s words that followed.

“Why don’t you just destroy the mansion?”

It was a blatant, ignorant remark.

‘Let’s tear down the mansion.’

It was a truly ignorant way, though-.

‘It’s definitely effective.’

Galahad nodded.

“Sir Gilbert, you are a broken clock.”

“Yes? I am a knight.”

“I didn’t know that. Well then, let’s destroy the mansion.”

“If I had known this would happen, I would have brought a hammer.”

Galahad laughed heartily at the grumbling Gilbutton.

“Ah, here’s the hammer!”

Tom took out a large hammer.

Tom smiled awkwardly as if making excuses for the focused gaze.

“There was a guy using a hammer. I took it because I thought I might need it.”

“Just kidding. A sword is enough.”

Gilbert shook his head sheepishly. Tom swung his hammer at him.

“Then it’ll all be destroyed?”

Gilbert asked, his aura filling his ears.

Galahad nodded.

****

“Is it noisy down there?”

“There’s an intruder.”

“Are those Barnes guys?”

“No, I thought he was human.”

“Don’t be a jerk.”

“I heard that too.”

Gourmet Bern frowned at the curt response.

Are you saying that real humans have invaded? How did they get in?

Even if they did come in-.

“You came into the Proxel mansion on your own two feet? Are you crazy?”

Bern muttered in a trembling voice.

The Proxel family was a peculiar group. The Proxels used strange powers. All the demons used strange powers, but the Proxel family was more peculiar.

In particular, the power grew stronger in the mansion. It was famous that a high-level demon entered the Proxel mansion and then disappeared.

But I came into the mansion on my own two feet.

“Those guys are crazy.”

“Yeah. But still, would you like to see one? I see you’ve been making a lot of noise so far.”

Lachlan yawned deeply as she spoke. As she said, a loud noise continued to erupt from below.

You’re holding up pretty well, Bern nodded.

At that moment, the loud noise stopped. Silence came for the first time in a long while.

“I guess it’s over. How long has it been?”

Bern checked the hourglass urgently.

“I won?”

Bern shook the Mana Watch. It was yellow in color. It was a signal that it had been shaken twice.

“They were some worthless guys.”

“Haha, don’t take your anger out on weird places.”

Bern laughed, his face full of tears.

“A bet is a bet, right?”

“Tsk, I clearly said they were good fighters.”

Lachlan answered hesitantly and released his shoulder armor. Bern gulped at the white skin revealed.

“Just one bite.”

“Okay, I got it.”

Bern took out a fork and knife from his belt. Lachlan stuck out his neck. It was a common bet among gourmets.

at that time-.

The wall vibrated slightly. Bern and Lachlan’s gaze turned simultaneously.

Lachran grabbed the hilt of his sword. Bern also drew his sword in a hurry.

The wall shattered violently. The shattered debris flew out and blocked the view.

In between-.

“Knight- Gilbert-!”

An ugly knight ran out. The aura on the knight’s sword glowed brightly.

Bern held out his sword. Lachlan assisted Bern with his usual ease.

That moment-.

I felt a cool pain in my shoulder.

‘when?’

There was a very sharp piece of ice stuck in Bern’s shoulder.

It was so sharp that it pierced Bern’s armor.

It was not threatening because it was thin. However, the location where it was inserted was a problem. It was an exquisite part, exactly where the muscle joint was.

Bern’s sword slowed down for a moment. It was a moment close to an instant, but in a diagonal line, a moment was long enough to determine victory or defeat.

“dastardly-!”

The ugly knight’s sword aimed precisely at the gap.

Bern’s head rose into the air.

My vision went up. It spun around. I saw a knight wearing a stupid helmet and Lachran mixing swords.

Lachran’s sword was pushed back even though the opponent had no aura. Blood spurted out from Lachran’s exposed nape. It was the sharp ice of the time.

It was an exquisite position again. For a moment, Lachlan’s movements stopped-.

Lachran’s head rose into the air. The stupid helmet bowed, as if paying homage.

The freed vision continued to rotate.

Beyond the ugly knight, a man appeared. A man with a cigarette in his mouth and a blank expression on his face, waving his hands.

The man whose eyes met Bern’s waved.

‘Demon…?’

The view that had been rising went down. Then it went back. Then I could see the back.

The ugly knight swung his sword at the wall. The bright aura split the entire wall. What an ignorant aura.

There was a well-dressed demon between the cracked walls. The demon’s mouth opened wide.

“We caught six, now there are six left.”

“Isn’t it eight?”

“Well, Sir Gilbert, swing your sword.”

The strange conversation was the end of Bern.

****

Kwaaaaang!

‘What is this-.’

The old man looked down and his face was wrinkled. His face was more relaxed than before.

Kwaaaaang!

It was because of the loud noise that kept coming.

I encouraged them to give up, but I also expected that they might resist.

Because I was human in the first place.

However, this was Proxel’s mansion.

No matter how much they struggled, there was no way they would lose.

however-.

‘They’re destroying the mansion too.’

They were attacking the mansion.

To destroy that large mansion from the bottom up – the old man was dumbfounded.

However, it was effective.

‘You noticed this?’

Even if you had noticed, you would have thought of destroying the mansion itself.

‘Aren’t you afraid of the ruler?’

Ignorant humans-. Disgust appeared on the old man’s face.

It was a crude but effective method. Even now, the power was being lost in real time.

The old man exhaled, suppressing his urgency.

The mansion didn’t matter.

Because I’m going back to my parents’ house.

I will twist the neck of the man who dared to cast me out, and reclaim my home.

The mansion didn’t matter anymore.

The old man looked down.

Blood filled up to his waist. Beneath him was Damien. As usual, Damien was staring blankly up with his mouth open.

Gulp!

‘I fed you that much, but you’re already hungry?’

The old man was dumbfounded. Damien had taken all the food in the castle and even ate what had been brought in.

But you’re hungry again-.

‘The human part was not completely erased.’

Things went quite differently from the plan.

but-.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

The situation was not good. Even now, the old man’s strength was rapidly being consumed in real time.

Damien was a half-penny guy from the beginning.

The last thing that remained was nothing more than hunger.

It was inferior and weak compared to the great work that the old man had done.

“It starts.”

The old man slit his wrist over Damien’s, blood spurting out from the scar.

Damian swallowed and took a sip. Soon, it overflowed from the corners of Damian’s mouth. Damian’s eyes, which were usually open, became intense.

The old man unleashed his power. The rituals of the Proxels in the mansion continued.

‘···Why are there so few numbers?’

The old man was momentarily taken aback by the lesser force than expected.

The small number wasn’t a problem. If you died inside the mansion, you would be absorbed into the mansion and come to the old man who was the owner.

The problem was that the power was quite small. It was clear that the bastards had destroyed the mansion.

The impatience rose again.

“We are Proxel.”

The old man looked at the blank Damien and said.

It was an oppressive voice, like dozens of voices overlapping each other.

There was power in the old man’s voice.

That was something Proxel couldn’t resist.

Damien’s eyes were half open.

“We are Proxel.”

The old man declared again. Damien’s head shook violently.

An ashen aura rose from Damian’s hand.

The old man’s eyes widened as he saw him.

It was definitely ashen. And it was also aura-.

‘You’re saying that it was real?’

Gray aura-.

That was the legend left behind by a high-ranking demon who had his hundred eyes plucked out.

‘For some reason, my family was particularly concerned about me.’

It was an unexpected harvest, but at the same time, it was accompanied by anxiety.

What if your blood is thicker than that of an old man?

‘That can’t be true.’

If he was to be more pureblooded than the old man, he had to move. It didn’t make sense for him to mix bodies with humans.

Even so, the guy was a piece of shit.

The old man reached out and grabbed Damien’s forehead.

And declared.

“We are Proxel.”

Damien’s mouth moved slowly.

Blood flowed from the corner of his swollen mouth.

Damien, who vomited blood like that-.

“I am Damien.”

He replied.

For a moment the old man’s face turned pale.

He should have lost consciousness by now.

Something went wrong.

At that moment, Damien’s mouth moved again.

“I’m hungry.”

Gulp!

****

“How does this not fall apart?”

“I guess it’s an engineering design.”

Galahad chuckled at Gilbert’s question.

The first and second floors of the mansion were completely destroyed, but the mansion did not collapse. Only the rooms on the third floor remained, and it was in a ridiculous shape with only the foundation of the stairs supporting it.

‘Mana isn’t going in.’

Galahad’s mana did not pass the visit.

It seemed to whisper to me, “If you’re curious, come in and take a look.”

Then Galahad took hold of the doorknob.

“Gwen, stick to me.”

“yes yes!”

Gwen was right behind Galahad. Her fingers naturally went into his back.

As I opened the door, a familiar smell tickled my nose.

It was the smell of blood. And a very bad smell of blood.

The inside was completely red. There were red marks all over the place. Dried skeletons were scattered here and there.

There was no old man there.

Damien was alone.

Galahad narrowed his eyes and examined Damian.

Damien was carrying a backpack.

It wasn’t a good sign.

Damian’s gaze turned to Galahad.

Galahad felt a chill as their eyes met. I can’t believe I feel fear. He hurriedly turned his mana.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The egg of pain beat violently. The egg of pain revealed a deep appetite. An intense urge like I had never felt before came over me.

At that moment, Damien’s mouth opened.

“Those uncivilized guys are going to do this anyway.”

It was a voice full of age. There were quite a few words that were difficult for Damien.

‘That’s too bad.’

Galahad’s eyes narrowed. He thought he had shaken him enough, but the old man’s strength seemed stronger than he had thought.

It wasn’t unexpected. We even prepared a plan.

It was just a little disappointing.

at that time-.

“Damian! What kind of nonsense are you talking about!”

Gwen nagged sharply.

Nagging in this situation-.

Damien’s body shook slightly. His eyes became clear for a moment. It was only a moment, but Galahad did not miss it.

‘I didn’t expect this.’

Galahad’s eyes narrowed.

“Damian, what did your mother say she was doing?”

When I asked that-.

“She’s a pros**tute.”

Damien’s mouth moved.

“This uncivilized guy-.”

Damien’s voice that followed was aged.

Galahad nodded after assessing the situation.

“Okay, our next mission is to fix Damien’s puberty.”

Galahad looked back at the group and put a cigarette in his mouth.

“Puberty?”

“Yes, if you’re a child, you’re bound to go through puberty. Puberty is a very important turning point and an opportunity for growth.”

Gilbutton raised his hand.

“Speak, Sir Gilbert.”

“How do you fix puberty?”

“that-.”

Galahad glanced at Damian.

Damian aimed his sword at Galahad. His stance was quite impressive.

Above all, the sword was filled with an ashen aura.

“It’s giving you growing pains.”

The corners of Galahad’s mouth went up involuntarily.

End

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