The Northern Grand Duke’s Crazy Son-in-Law Chapter 76

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‘Gray aura-.’

Gilbert straightened his sword and rolled his eyes.

In front of him, Damien was aiming his sword. It was a luxurious sword, not the crude one he had used before.

The color of the aura that was layered over it caught my attention.

The colors of the auras varied. For example, Adrianna’s aura was white, Gilbert’s was blue, and even the princess’s was pink.

As above, the colors of the aura were too numerous to be specified.

However, there was one common feature.

It was bright.

Because faith cannot be dark-.

But Damian’s aura was ashen.

It wasn’t bright at all, no matter how you looked at it. It was gloomy, like the heavy dark clouds on a rainy day.

There was a time when those who had received the power of the Demon Tribe in the 7th Battalion caused an ashen aura, but that was just aura mixed with the power of the Demon Tribe.

It was an impurity that was somewhat lacking in being called an aura.

However, what Damian was currently holding was clearly Aura.

Auror was a belief. It was a comfort to those who did not give up even in the mud.

That aura is dark-.

“You’ve had a tough life, kid.”

Gilbutton laughed bitterly.

“Sir Gilbert, Gwen and I cannot help you. If it is dangerous, ask the youngest for help.”

I heard Galahad’s voice from behind. I turned my gaze to him and saw Galahad and Gwen moving busily.

No matter what, I have to ask that stupid youngest for help.

“Even so, he’s just a kid. He can do it on his own.”

Gilbert answered, adjusting his grip on his sword.

“Well, the outside may be like that, but inside, there’s that wrinkled old man from before. He’s old, but he’s full of greed, and he’s a very dirty old man who covets the boy’s body.”

“······what?”

Gilverton chuckled at the aged guard that burst from Damien’s mouth. His scratching skills were top-notch.

“Hold on tight. I’ll find a way.”

“Holding on tight-.”

Gilbert lowered his stance. He pointed the tip of his sword at Damien.

“I will correct this bad habit.”

Gilbert’s voice was firm. The blue aura burned like flames.

“Okay, if you have any trouble, ask the youngest for help.”

“No need. I’m just Gilbutton. Would you lose to a mere Damien?”

“is it?”

“You uncivilized humans. Tsk-.”

Damian clicked his tongue and swung his sword. An ashen aura cut a long line across the floor.

Before he knew it, Damian was swinging his sword in front of him.

‘What is this···.’

Gilverton drew his sword urgently. Gray and blue auras mixed together. The two sharply different auras roughly tore at each other as if they were coveting each other.

The blue aura was torn apart as if it was being torn apart. Gilverton’s eyes narrowed. The swords crossed again. The blue aura was torn apart again.

‘This-.’

Gilbert chewed his lip and raised his aura again. Blue aura rose up and pushed away the gray aura.

However, the push back was only temporary.

A handful of blue aura disappeared.

Gilbert swung his sword sharply.

Kwaang! A heavy sound erupted, and Damian was pushed back. Unlike his usual appearance, he was in a stable position.

His swordsmanship was quite good. It was not actual swordsmanship, but rather textbook swordsmanship. It was the complete opposite of Damian’s usual swordsmanship.

However, the problem wasn’t his swordsmanship.

The ashen aura-.

I ate Gilbert’s aura.

“It’s delicious.”

Damian licked his lips with his tongue. The ashen aura around the sword was larger than before.

‘I went there… did it work?’

Gilbutton looked down at his sword. The blue aura was slightly smaller than before. As if someone had eaten it.

An aura that devours auras-.

This is a must-.

‘It looks like a monster that eats knights.’

Gilbutton’s palms, which held the sword, became sweaty. His back became cold.

“Despite your appearance, you taste delicious.”

He murmured in a deep voice. His ashen aura rippled greatly. As if his mouth was being licked open.

Eating Aura to increase my size? Gilverton’s brow furrowed at the unimaginable.

Even though I mixed up a move right away, Gilbutton was pushed back. The bastard’s aura even grew bigger.

‘The more you mix knights and swords, the stronger you become.’

Although they only shared one move, Gilbert instinctively figured out his opponent.

Why did Damian suddenly become like that, what was that strange auror, the situation was quite complicated.

It was a headache to understand.

However, the captain said he would find a way.

Plus Gilbutton was a knight.

so that-.

“Knight Gilbutton.”

I fixed my sword.

*

‘That’s interesting.’

Galahad muttered as he watched Damian cross his sword with Gilverton.

Gilbert was a great knight.

As stupid as he was, he was honest, and because he was honest, his convictions were stronger than others.

Among Aurors, Gilbutton was the strongest.

Damian’s auror was eating away at Gilverton’s auror.

‘Aurora that eats aurora-.’

Once again the two auras crossed.

The blue aura shrank. It was about the size of a handful, to be exact, but Galahad noticed that it was slightly smaller than before.

On the contrary, the ash aura grew bigger. Exactly as much as it ate.

An auror that eats aurors and grows accordingly.

‘The knight’s natural enemy.’

The greatest enemy of the Demons was the knights.

If you are the natural enemy of such an article-.

‘Should I clean it up?’

Galahad’s eyes narrowed.

The risk was too great to leave it alone. If Damian were to fall to the Demons, it would grow into a terrible disaster.

Knock, knock, Galahad snapped his fingers.

Although he didn’t feel like it, Galahad wasn’t stupid enough to not do something necessary just because he didn’t feel like it.

When making decisions, I had to set my emotions aside. That way, I could make the right decisions.

I calmly compared the risks and possibilities.

but-.

[I told you. It’s dangerous to be with me.]

Galahad’s eyes crinkled.

[You are too affectionate.]

Galahad clicked his tongue slightly.

I couldn’t give up on Damian. The higher the risk, the greater the value.

Galahad was not so bold as to give up in advance, fearing danger.

“I will use the power of Proxel. I will use it through the Egg of Pain, so I can transmit my power.”

“······Huh?! You’re giving strength to Damian?!”

Galahad nodded in response to Gwen’s question.

“What if… you can’t do it?”

“I’m sorry, Damien.”

Gwen’s eyes widened. Unlike usual, Gwen didn’t shed tears. She just bit her lip. Her face was angry.

“I will do it.”

“Okay, I have a favor to ask.”

Galahad crouched down slightly, focusing on the Egg of Pain.

Thump! Thump! Thump! The egg of pain moved violently. It seemed as if it was telling me not to force myself and to just eat it cleanly and get rid of it. It stirred up excitement. It shook my mind strongly.

‘This is going off topic.’

At the low hum, the egg of pain stopped with a snap.

He felt the bastard’s gaze. Galahad raised the corners of his mouth. He felt a weight on his heart. It was as if he was threatening to burst it.

At that, Galahad smiled faintly.

‘Don’t be a jerk.’

He waved his right hand. The magic circle glowed brightly. The Egg of Pain rippled. Galahad placed his right wrist against his heart.

As the distance grew closer, the Egg of Pain shook violently. I ignored him and channeled more mana.

Life force poured out of the Egg of Pain. The Egg of Pain grabbed his heart in a desperate manner, but-.

‘What if the contract breaks?’

The egg of pain suddenly stopped.

The terms of the deal were that Adrianna would be killed ‘if Corton wanted it’.

Corton dreamed of becoming the president of the Black Magic Society, and he was diligently mining for minerals to achieve that goal.

Even if Adriana died now, it was clear that the ball would go to someone else. Corton was more greedy for the ball than anyone else.

It was clear what Corton wanted after he became president.

Galahad made accurate calculations, and he trusted them.

in other words-.

Here, the Egg of Pain bursting Galahad’s heart was a clear breach of contract.

‘Your usefulness has increased, but your roots are strictly for contract purposes. How can you do anything that goes against the contract?’

Thump. The egg of pain trembled slightly.

‘It’s time to hang out when you have time. I don’t have time to play right now, so shut up and listen to me. Before I tear you apart-.’

Galahad’s finger was aimed exactly at the left side of the heart.

Pain Egg instinctively felt that this crazy bastard could really poke a hole in my heart-.

The egg of pain has become quiet.

‘So wouldn’t it be better if you just do it well?’

Galahad clicked his tongue slightly.

Heart pounding…

“It was a joke… right?”

“Tell him I hate boring jokes. What matters now is Proxel’s power. Can you do it?”

“Yes, I think so.”

“Oh, good job, Gwen.”

“But it’s dangerous. This······.”

Gwen pursed her lips. Her eyes were filled with emotion. She was a good girl.

“Gwen.”

“It’s really dangerous. It feels like we’re connected-.”

“Dangerous things are my specialty.”

Galahad said, unbuttoning the sleeves of his shirt.

“Okay, let’s do it right away.”

Galahad raised the corners of his mouth.

Gwen’s face became more serious.

Then Gwen dug her finger deep.

A lot.

Galahad’s vision flickered.

*

Swaaaaaaahh …

The sound of heavy rain pounded my ears. The smell of wet wood and earth mixed together filled the air. There were shabby houses around.

Galahad lowered his head slightly. The ceiling was so low that his head almost touched it.

A loud laughter was heard from inside. The hearty laughter of the man and the woman filled the house. Galahad looked around, squinting his eyes.

Gulp!

There was something crouching in a corner. It was so skinny that it looked like a corpse for a moment.

Galahad looked for the tobacco as usual, but there was none. He clicked his tongue and sat down next to the boy.

When I raised my head, I saw a shabby ceiling. It was so roughly built that water droplets kept falling through the gaps.

Knock-knock-. The boy was looking at the water drop. Galahad also watched quietly.

The water droplet grew bigger and bigger before falling down.

At that moment, the sermon ended. The door opened. A thick, warm air filled the room.

A balding man with a red face came out, pulling up his waistband. The man who found the boy clicked his tongue and threw something at him, as if he was giving it to a dog.

It was a half-molten piece of bread. The boy hurriedly picked it up and put it in his mouth.

Not long after the bald man left, a curly man came in. He had a very nice beard.

The bearded man went inside without even seeing the boy.

“You’re very popular.”

“I recently lowered my prices. The number of customers has decreased because other pros**tutes have appeared.”

“I see. You have great business acumen.”

The boy nodded. The boy groaned. The boy hurriedly headed toward the dripping water. He soon opened his mouth wide and drank the water.

Boom! A loud noise came from somewhere and the house shook violently.

Galahad clicked his tongue and got up from his seat. The damp ceiling touched his crown. The boy stared at Galahad.

“Get up. I have to go out.”

“why?”

The boy’s question was full of sincerity. It seemed as if he had no reason to leave this place.

Since Galahad didn’t have a particularly good upbringing, I had nothing to say.

Moreover, he was not the type of person to appeal with emotional words.

Galahad searched his pockets again. He finally found it. In his hand was a cigarette with a faint lemon scent.

Galahad put the tobacco in his mouth. It was wet from the rain that flowed down from the ceiling, so it didn’t light well. After a while, he was finally able to light it.

I looked down at the boy, sucking deeply on the cigarette.

The boy was crouching even more than before.

At that, Galahad clicked his tongue.

“It is an order.”

The boy’s eyes widened. He swallowed, his mouth watering at the refreshing scent.

“Ah, your will doesn’t matter.”

Galahad snapped his fingers. There was no response.

This is not going well. Galahad grumbled and swung his fist. It sank into the wet ceiling. The debris flew out, widening the hole.

Whoosh! The sound of the rain became more intense. The lukewarm rain poured down.

“No!”

The boy spoke urgently. At this, Galahad raised the corners of his mouth.

“Sorry, I’m late.”

He swung his fist again. The hole in the ceiling widened.

Galahad grabbed the broken ceiling and tore it apart. The shabby ceiling collapsed.

Heavy raindrops repeatedly beat against Galahad.

“Isn’t it cool?”

The boy’s eyes narrowed at Galahad’s question. Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was a smile.

There were people dressed neatly everywhere.

They were looking around as if they were looking for something.

“Ah. It’s here.”

Galahad waved his hand.

Those who discovered Galahad came running towards him with a fierce look.

“Oh, I got caught.”

“My brother broke it.”

A look of bewilderment appeared on the boy’s face.

“That’s my specialty.”

Galahad searched his pockets. It should be around here.

Oh, there you are.

What Galahad took out was candy.

Very red-.

“If you eat this, you will gain strength.”

When the boy threw the candy, he gobbled it up.

“eww-.”

The boy’s face instantly turned dead.

“What’s good for your health is bitter.”

Galahad chuckled.

Countless footsteps could be heard from behind.

To him Galahad stretched out both hands-.

“Okay, I’m in trouble. Save me, Damian.”

He said it shamelessly.

“Yes, bro.”

Damien chuckled.

*

‘It’s pathetic.’

Gilbert narrowed his eyes and flicked his sword.

The bastard’s sword came in at an angle.

To put it nicely, it was classic swordsmanship. Judging from the different stance, it was clearly advanced swordsmanship. It was the kind of swordsmanship that nobles learned.

However, it was extremely orthodox. That’s why it was so obvious.

He was not Gilbert’s opponent, who had sharpened his sword on the front lines.

The problem was his aura.

It grew by eating Gilbert’s aura and is now almost a greatsword.

In contrast, the aura on Gilverton’s sword was torn in half.

I was somehow holding on with swordsmanship-.

Now even that was becoming more and more burdensome.

“Is it far!”

Gilbert gritted his teeth and shouted. The sword was heavy. His palm was torn and blood spurted out.

“The… the captain is sleeping!”

Gwen’s tearful voice could be heard behind her.

‘Sleeping in this situation… What the-.’

It was absurd, but Galahad said he would find a way, so I’m sure he would.

Gilbert’s role was to hold out until then.

the problem is-.

“I’m starting to get tired of it now.”

The gap between us was widening.

Now, even receiving a single blow to the sword would make my legs lose strength.

Gilbert narrowed his eyes at the bastard, his aura now surging beyond the blade.

In contrast, Gilbert’s aura was now having difficulty maintaining its form.

[If you have trouble, ask the youngest for help.]

Gilbutton glanced around. The youngest, Noad, was waiting with his sword in hand.

‘You should have come and helped me earlier. You really are a frustrating guy.’

Gilbutton grumbled in vain.

However, he was a very cold-hearted youngest. It wasn’t something that would change even if the youngest helped him.

“Run away. I’ll take care of this.”

Gilbert looked at the youngest and spoke firmly.

In the first place, he was an opponent that even Gilbutton couldn’t catch. There was no way that it would change with that stupid youngest being added to the mix.

Dalgrak.

The youngest shook his helmet as if he wanted to say something.

At that moment, the bastard aimed his gun at Gilbutton. The ash-gray aura spread its mouth wide open.

Gilbutton also raised his sword.

A huge gray aura was directed at Gilverton. It had grown in size to resemble a wave.

Gilbutton clicked his tongue slightly and adjusted his grip on the sword. A burning pain rose from his torn grip.

Gilbert’s aura was now barely visible.

At that moment, a thick armor was placed in front of Gilbert.

He was the youngest. His back felt strangely familiar.

It’s really strange-.

“I told you to run away! You idiot···.”

Gilbert was furious.

At that moment, the youngest pulled out his sword. The light on that sword was-.

It was pure white.

Auror was a belief.

There was only one person whose justice was so pure that it was pure white.

‘······The youngest is Lady Adrianna?’

Gilbert was the first to drop his sword.

****

“So, maintaining the city is-.”

The fox mask raised its head because the person in front of it suddenly got up from his seat.

A madman wearing a crown on the subject of the Demon Tribe -. His head was pointed somewhere.

‘That damn guy.’

The fox mask muttered a small curse.

It was clear that some guy had caught the ruler’s attention.

The fox mask that had been empowered by him felt its mana concentration drop sharply.

There could only be one person who would do such an ignorant thing.

‘Adrianna? Why is she here?’

Then it makes sense that the ruler suddenly rose up.

It was clear that Adrianna had caught the ruler’s attention.

‘Not yet.’

The fox mask chewed its lips.

If Adrianna and the ruler collided right here and now, it was certain that there would be further distortion.

If it’s going to be like that, I’d rather-.

‘I have to deal with the ruler. Oh, that’s becoming too much of a hassle.’

The fox mask made a small groaning sound.

However, contact between the ruler and Adrianna had to be prevented at all costs.

The fox mask released his hand.

at that time-.

“Belhardenia, you’ve finally arrived.”

The ruler smiled broadly.

‘Belhardenia? Isn’t that the name of the first wizard?’

The first wizard couldn’t have come here, because he couldn’t move.

‘Then who are you talking to that way?’

The fox mask tilted its head.

Anyway, it didn’t seem to be Adrianna.

The fox mask gave a small sigh of relief.

Working overtime was a pain.

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