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LXVI.

According to the calendar published every year by the Kingdom of Sumer, a nation of elves and other races, this year marks the 392nd year since the system of two strong, seven, four weak forces was solidified. So people call it the continental calendar.

October 21, 392, Continental Calendar.

It was the time when the year’s crops were reaped and harvest festivals were held everywhere, but the continent continued to exclaim ‘Nonsense!’ like a catchphrase at the shocking news that continued to be heard for a month from that day.

So many ridiculous things happened one after another.

It is the same whether from the perspective of commoners or nobles.

First, the candidate lost power.

The part that surprised the continent, or to be more precise, the part that surprised those with nobility or higher, was not that the candidate had lost power.

This is the part where the candidate’s power is ‘reclaimed’.

To delve into their inner thoughts more honestly and straightforwardly, it would be that the candidate’s frightening potential began as a bright little bead.

The nobles, who were well-versed in all sorts of tricks and interests, did not intend to immediately abandon the eliminated candidates.

He even praised the candidate who surrendered and survived. Thank you for surviving.

There are many who forcibly incorporated a candidate into their family, spent a lot of money, and have already believed in the candidate’s future, coerced those around them or advanced into central politics.

However, if you admit that the candidate you invested in is a ‘failure’, not only the investment money but also everything you have enjoyed so far will be ruined.

Perhaps it is not that the nobles did not abandon the candidates who surrendered, but that they failed to do so.

But that was not too long ago.

October 21st.

By the sudden arrival of the two gods, they became like common creatures.

Even candidate Benjamin’s spiritual core disappeared completely, turning him into complete trash.

And the nobles neatly gave up on the eliminated candidates.

Why is God God in the first place?

Aren’t they called gods because they dare to do unimaginable things?

God truly took away all the sparkling talent that existed in the eliminated candidates. Including the Gift given by God, and even the physical changes achieved during the awakening process.

In some ways, there is nothing better to talk about for commoners than the fall of the nobility. However, the candidate’s downfall was completely buried in the news that followed.

The dragon that was only told in legend has appeared.

And it’s not just one, it’s more than ten. Rumors said he was twenty or thirty, but it was clear that he was over ten.

The appearance of this dragon was a joyful event for the general public in the sense that it was the emergence of a legend, but for a special class, it was truly shocking enough to put their lives on the line.

That’s a wizard.

All the magic towers on the continent were shaking.

Most of the owners of the continent’s most powerful magic tower were already in Evergreen. To discuss the agreement between the Cleton Empire and the Alfonso Empire.

But then a dragon appeared before my eyes. The aspirations of the Magic Tower and the wizards were explosive, like adding ice to boiling oil.

What is your desire?

Naturally, it is a desire for an unknown magic spell. I visited the Evergreen Academy to get at least a glimpse of the magic known only to dragons, especially Circle 8 and Circle 9.

But what kind of person was Dean Hu? Renowned on the continent… No, he’s the real crazy guy in this district.

He held out for exactly 18 minutes.

And then it exploded.

Strictly speaking, it is not Dean Hu’s fault alone. Maybe it was a natural thing?

There are beings called wizards who have always been associated with the word ‘eccentric’, and among them, the magical tower lords at the top of a tower have gathered together, so how amazing is their eccentricity?

Moreover, of course, there were some magic towers that we didn’t normally get along with. They are in the small(?) Evergreen Academy, so if they don’t want an accident to happen, they really have no conscience.

And while watching wizards who cause such accidents, it is as natural for Dean Hu to appear with raw greed despite his status as a superhuman, as it is for him not to be able to pass up the chicken that has just arrived right after he gets home from work when he is hungry.

“You bastards who poop while standing!!”

What kind of kid is that? This is a bastard I don’t even want to think about.

Anyway, Dean Hu opened the door to the Dean’s office and jumped out the moment the two Wizard Trees, the pride of Evergreen Academy, were blown away in an accident.

And as a result of his tirade against the magic tower owners, five Wizard Trees were completely burned down.

In fact, the two magic tower owners who were responsible for the accident almost destroyed the circle. This is because, after becoming very angry, he manifested Prĕmo, the power of the Dean’s Circle 9.

It wasn’t long before Dean Hu withdrew his power, but Premo, Circle Nine’s power that completely controls the mana within the area under the power’s reach, according to the wizard’s will, even affected the mana cores of the tower owners.

At best(?) it’s the mana core of Circle 7 masters.

As a result, the magic tower owners experienced the mad power of Dean Hu and became quiet.

Of course, Dean Hu had the audacity to charge the gathered magic tower owners for the cost of repairing the wizard trees that were burned down at the time of the accident – a total of seven wizard trees, including the five that Dean Hu destroyed, of course – and the magic circuits connected to each wizard tree. It seemed.

I wonder if he will become a dean after Dali.

So why are the magic tower owners doing this at Evergreen Academy?

The cause of it all lies with Gray.

okay.

It’s all because of gray.

Gray was wrong.

It’s all because of Gray, him!

It is said that Dean Hu has been sighing and muttering non-stop these days.

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Things have been a little strange lately. My ears keep itching.

Every time that happens, the witch puts my head on her soft, soft lap and plucks my ear, making me happy, but of course there’s no way something will come out.

But my ears keep itching.

Itchy ears aren’t the only problem. Recently, another very big problem arose.

“Master. I went there.”

“Wow, it’s a surprise!! Why are you here already?”

Not this guy, not this bitch, this animal is the problem.

[you! Dragon Lord No, you bastard who is like ‘yes, today is the Messiah’! You are not participating in the war as a white servant, but as a slave of the chosen humans who listen to my voice. Whether you are a human or a dragon, if you do something wrong, you must be punished.]

I think only the dragon and I heard what the magic god said that day. maybe?

At first, I was tempted by the idea of having dragon slaves.

However, he soon saw with his own eyes that the dragon Nitas had become contaminated like a demonic beast and betrayed humans. The Dragon Lord, whom he had ordered to enslave, released Nithas, who had almost subdued him.

For me, the issue of ‘trust’ or ‘betrayal’ is quite a trauma.

The first time I met the Arcana Clown and the Witch, and the first time I met Lina, the ‘legal loli-gum’ who was chasing me because I liked it, the reason I pushed her away was because of the question of whether I could trust her.

Although they called me a slave, the Dragon Lord was someone who could not be trusted, as his actions were tantamount to betrayal both personally and from the perspective of the intelligent beings of the entire continent.

So I pretended not to know. That I heard the voice of a magic god.

But what!

The Dragon Lord, who had been dazed for a while, walked straight up to me and suddenly put both knees on the ground in front of me, bowed his head, and kissed my shoes.

Not only does it cause shock and fear,

“The lowly servant Chrysus greets his master.”

He threw a bigger bomb. When a person is too embarrassed, their ‘mouth’ becomes a ‘snout’.

That day my mouth became a snout.

“Uh, how… ?”

Despite my earlier promise to pretend not to know, I said something stupid, and my already messy mind became even more confused as people around me asked what was going on and dragons asked me if I really heard the voice of God.

I can’t think rationally, just the thoughts in my head,

‘Oh, I’m screwed. ‘This life is wrong.’

That was all.

Even when I think about it again, it is a moment that makes me throw off the blanket and struggle to get out of bed.

“I have carried out everything you ordered.”

Initially, the Dragon Lord was clearly a human male. Oh, since dragons are both sexes, it would be correct to say that they were male characters, ‘male characters’.

However, at a special event set up to settle the situation by sending away all the dragons that cling to him and biting the superhuman, this dragon lord suddenly,

“Do you have a unique taste in men?”

Isn’t that what you’re asking? Of course, I strongly and vehemently said no, saying that was bullshit, and in response to my response, this guy said,

“A slave must be ready to solve everything for his master. Then.”

She suddenly turned into a beautiful woman who makes people look back at least once, regardless of gender or sexual orientation.

A naked woman with voluminous red hair reminiscent of burning flames, covering her voluptuous breasts that seemed ready to burst.

Normally, I would have nodded in satisfaction, saying, ‘This is a desirable scene,’ but as I said before, beings who cannot be trusted, especially ‘women,’ are the most dangerous.

Children, women, and the elderly are not welcomed in the assassin profession for nothing. From then on, the ‘female girl’ who was the Dragon Lord never left my side for a moment.

I’ve tried having meals delivered from several stores inside Evergreen Academy, but even using magic, it takes less than a minute to get there.

Even during training, he looked at the magic circle installed in Dean Hu’s training room and said, ‘It’s crude.’ He turned Dean Hu’s face into an angry bird, and immediately fixed the magic circle.

And after that, he always stands by with water and a towel.

When to sleep?

How would you feel if you woke up and there was someone standing right next to your bed with their eyes open and blue?

At that time, for the first time since I became a candidate, I felt a fear of death that I had never felt even when I met a high-level demon.

Because I was so shocked that my heart almost stopped. I was so surprised that I cursed without realizing it and felt sorry.

“Didn’t you sleep? Get some sleep!”

He blushes at the words,

“How dare the slave sleep? That can’t be possible. How can you think of a lowly slave like this? Merciful master… .”

He said. It is true that it is comfortable to be that ‘Two-Horned Grade 1’ slave who never leaves for a moment.

Because it gives you more than what you can imagine, and it doesn’t take long.

But there’s something about that woman that’s a little creepy and strange.

After all the turbulent months were sorted out, I felt an uneasy feeling that I didn’t know whether to call it a sense of discomfort or just a feeling.

That day, that is, the day when two gods became powerful by borrowing the bodies of a clown and a witch.

What I saw that day was strange in many ways when I thought about it.

It wasn’t for me to be so angry at Benjamin. No, let me correct you, I was angry, but I didn’t have to ‘step up’ and get angry.

Isn’t that right?

What did I say?

Was it necessary for God to get angry and criticize Benjamin, even interrupting what he was saying?

That’s not all.

I knew that the goddess occupying the clown’s body was the ‘God of Time’, even though the God of Time did not introduce it at the time.

Isn’t it strange?

Now even the memories that came to mind that day have completely disappeared and I don’t know why, but that day too, the goddess greeted me and disappeared just as she was trying to stop me from continuing my thoughts.

So is this slave now.

There were many superhumans there. Right now, the Pope of Caligo Temple, an ardent follower of the main god, and Caligo’s sword were also present.

But why did you hand this dragon over to me?

In the last 15 days, things that happened around me and that I was the center of were happening that I couldn’t understand.

If you worry about such things,

“Master. It’s meal time.”

It’s like this.

As if to interrupt my thoughts, this dragon, who calls itself a slave, speaks to me or points at me.

Of course, it doesn’t seem like anything special because he’s always pushing something, waiting, or looking at me.

Anyway, I feel uncomfortable.

More than anything!

The ‘real’ reason why I’m grumpy and irritated like this is because my situation has recently changed.

I’ve said it several times, but I still don’t trust that woman. And for me, faith is close to trauma.

It’s stressful just because a slave who seems to have this high-grade meat is not away from me even for a moment.

In that situation, the card blossomed in a happy but embarrassing way.

Yes.

The biggest problem now is that ‘cards have become more civilized’.

Perhaps it was an aftereffect of the incessant lightning strikes that day, something God himself had done, but as soon as the lightning stopped, I felt the card blossom.

A week has already passed since then.

Time has passed enough to say that tomorrow the superhumans will gather and agree on the disposition of the two empires.

Aside from Arcana, even the Dean and Lina, who are the most trustworthy people, don’t know that a clown or a witch comes from a card, so how can they summon them in front of a ‘two-horned level 1’ who they don’t trust?

“Ah… . I just can’t do it. witch. And the clown.”

“Yes. Master.”

“Yes~. Baby~. Ho ho ho.”

Today again, I had to ask for help from the witch and the clown, who were happily watching a sitcom about a clingy slave and a hateful master.

“Take this kid out. Come back in exactly 30 minutes. Oh yeah. Do some shopping. You, Tugungi. Go out and shop with the clown and the witch. Have the clown and the witch serve you for 30 minutes, no, more than an hour.”

“Okay.”

“Hohoho. okay. self! Should I go buy some winning underwear?”

“Lord, master?!”

Usually, when asked to go shopping, it is a two-horn that opens a subspace and shows it instead.

There is nothing that is not in subspace.

How else would you be a dragon lord?

What’s the point of carrying a golem around with you?

However, when the two Arcana, who are similar to the owner, grab both arms and move, they cannot shake it off and are just dragged away. Even more so because he had been ordered to ‘attend’.

This method should have been used from the beginning.

A training ground that has truly been immersed in quiet silence for the first time in a long time. The witch looks at her hand, stands on the magic circle designed by Tugungi herself – a space that the later Dean cannot see – and takes a deep breath.

“You poor person who was betrayed by your tribe. The sad cry of losing a bead. A pitiful woman who couldn’t even cry because of her betrayal. I, Gray, command with the authority of the Card Master. Be present.”

Unlike before, the spell I recited in a slightly watery voice, neither loud nor soft, answered my call with yo-yo moonlight emanating from the uniquely drawn card.