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Was he secretly following me? Siron, who made eye contact with Lucia, who was clutching her red hair, thought about that for a moment.

“Would you please get out of the way?”

It was a simple illusion. Didn’t Lucia bow her head and pass by Siron and go inside, as if she had talked to Dexter in advance?

Lucia entered the hospital room and placed the bouquet of chrysanthemums she was holding in her hand on the patient’s bedside. Siron guessed that there was something between the patient and Lucia, as each touch was done gently and neatly, as skillfully as someone who had done it a lot.

‘Aren’t white chrysanthemums only used at funerals?’

Siron, suppressing the urge to say something else, approached behind Lucia. As the work was done to check the patient’s condition, Lucia seemed unfazed even though the terrible lesion was clearly visible.

Lucia took a deep breath and turned to Siron.

“I didn’t know that you were the one treating the professor.”

“…Professor?”

“Why? Hey. You know what I said last time. The professor who offered me a research position.”

Siron recalled a story from a few weeks ago from Lucia’s words.

Perhaps because of his engagement to Siriel, the relationship between Siron and Lucia has become quite estranged recently. No matter where she went, Lucia always came home late at night. Siron was so busy that he couldn’t even tell Lucia to come home early.

I had to practice magic and pay off tens of millions of shillings worth of debt. Another important thing was the custom production of a ring to give to Siriel. Although the two lived in the same house, they rarely saw each other again.

“Was that person the professor who encouraged you to go to graduate school?”

“…Yes.”

” I was wondering where on earth he had been, and he came late because he was visiting a professor. ”

“Of course…”

Lucia acknowledged Siron’s question with a humble expression.

Assistant Berian and an unknown benefactor. It was Lucia who shouted at Assistant Manager Berian, saying that she would dig into that relationship. However, after investigating Professor Reynold’s whereabouts, all I found was a return letter with no sign of anyone other than Varian awakening to know the identity of the sponsor.

A fool, an asshole, an idiot. Lucia almost grabbed her head as a feeling of self-destruction flooded her. A few days had passed since I shouted so loudly, but I was so frustrated that I couldn’t see any progress, and it was hard to even breathe.

“Why are you harming yourself?”

Siron smiled at the girl who looked like she was about to die.

“It looks like you have some big concerns, so try to tell them out loud.”

“Aren’t you busy?”

Lucia straightened her hair and stared at Siron.

“You’re obviously busy all day, and you don’t even show your face that you always practice in the basement of the training center.”

“Why are you asking questions of someone who is willing to listen to your concerns?”

“…Anyway. I am not a person so shameless as to ask something from someone who is busy.”

“Are you upset?”

“…I’m going to do it on my own this time. If you marry Siriel, I won’t be left alone. I need to figure out how to live my life in preparation for that time. Maybe I can follow my father to the devil’s palace…”

“Hey, I’m upset.”

Siron stabbed his face with a finger, looking very upset. Lucia blushed at the provocation that seemed to deliberately anger her.

“Ah, a little! Why are you doing that!”

“Tell me the truth, why do you keep bouncing? Didn’t you like the fact that I was engaged to Siriel?”

[Hero? I think it’s better to stop.]

“So, to lighten your mood, I told you to go somewhere to have fun. By the way, weren’t you the one who got angry and refused for no reason?”

Siron ignored Latera’s call and continued poking Lucia’s cheek. Latera was horrified to see Lucia trembling.

[Hero, please stop! It’s not just the two of us, there are other humans too! Aren’t you embarrassed?]

‘Stay quiet. ‘I have a feeling that if I prod a little more, things will get easier.’

Siron turned his head to Lucia, who was shaking with her fists clenched.

“Cardinal, I will contact you soon with good news.”

“…Thank you.”

Devialet gave a short nod to Siron, who was carrying the red-haired girl.

A childish argument that occurred out of nowhere. Although I felt embarrassed for a moment by his prank on a critically ill patient, Devialet was the only believer that Siron knew to be a warrior.

A warrior is one who executes the will of God. Devialet, who claimed to be a servant of God, came to us without even sending a message, and it was rude for him to blindly lead us and ask for help. It was perfect for Devialet to roll up his sleeves and come forward like that.

“Dexter, don’t be too upset. We will do our best to help your son get well soon.”

“Thank you.”

In addition, Siron was also taking care of Dexter, who could not erase the shadow from his face.

‘Hero…!’

What if I do something a little bit incomprehensible? In Devialet’s view, Siron was the embodiment of a loving and just warrior. Devialet held his sore nose and lowered his head.

Dexter, whose nose was sore and whose face was overflowing with emotion, stared at Siron.

“Once my son can fully stand up… I will grant whatever he wants within my power. I will never forget this grace for the rest of my life. And Lucia, thank you too.”

“Um, me?”

Lucia, who was pinned to her side like a piece of luggage, raised her head in surprise.

“I didn’t even say what I was going to do. I didn’t want to be with him in the first place…”

“It’s not like that. How can you shamelessly treat someone else’s precious child?”

Dexter held Lucia’s hand with sad eyes.

“I heard that you are the only student who has visited my son so far. Black. I really envy Sir Hugo. How did he have such beautiful nieces?”

“Just trust me. I will definitely catch and kill the bastard who made you like this.”

Lucia widened her eyes and made a promise. man. That’s because it was never an easy sight to see a middle-aged man with deep wrinkles on his face crying in front of others.

Lucia, a girl at the height of her sensitivity, could not bear to say harsh words in front of Dexter, who was shedding tears.

*

The 7 apostles, who leave scars that never heal, are the ones who should have been in the Demonic World. The day after I offered Lucia a research position. The fact that the patient was attacked meant that the whereabouts of the Seven Apostles were somewhere in this empire.

‘Has the possibility of the scenario proceeding as the original has completely disappeared?’

In the original work, Siron walked down a deserted alley, recalling the seven apostles who never left the demonic realm.

Of course, I wasn’t alone. In front of him were Lucia, who had a sullen expression, and Seira, who was excited about her first night walk in a long time.

“What kind of research are you doing that you’ve been doing nonsense for hundreds of years?”

“…I don’t know. According to the professor, you seem to have a great interest in teleportation. Also, when I actually listened to it, it seemed like I had a different mindset.”

“Oh my, my! What kind of people are there? That sponsor. Something is fishy. The great wizard’s intuition is powerful! And I’m coming!”

“Ah, yes…”

“Besides, if the research is so dangerous, I should do it alone. Why are you involving someone else’s precious child? There is no such thing as shamelessness!”

“I told you earlier. That elf is said to have a disability in which all of his energy vessels are cut off. He seems to be a wizard who is quite crazy about research.”

“I’m sorry, but no one in the world calls someone who can’t use magic the title wizard.”

“Get ready. It’s all here.”

Siron stopped the chattering Seira and looked up at the high wall. It was a plaster wall surrounding the outskirts of the academy, and Lucia said it had a protective spell that prevented outsiders without a pass from accessing it.

“Now, it’s your turn.”

Siron slapped Seira on the back. Seira, who recognized the signal, frowned and tried to pass through the center of the campus and open the gate leading to the Magenta Wing.

“…I don’t know who made it, but the technique is quite excellent.”

“So, you’re saying you can’t do it?”

“But you met the wrong person. Just wait a moment. Because it’s soon.”

‘…this is right?’

Lucia gave a sullen look to the two who were having a conversation that sounded like they were talking about bank robberies. Shiron was originally a strange guy, but Sera was also strange. It definitely wasn’t like this 500 years ago. She had a lot of pride in magic, so she would clearly say that she didn’t want to do it if she thought it was against the law…

“Who am I? It’s Archmage Seira. If caught by the greatest wizard, this level of barrier can be overcome in an instant…”

“Excellent. They’re not the warrior’s companions for nothing.”

“Right? Aren’t I amazing?”

Seira smiled brightly at the pouring praise and soon created the gate leading to the Magenta Building.

‘Is it because I’m older? The child is completely destroyed.’

Lucia closed her eyes tightly and turned her head away from her friend who had turned ugly.

‘This never happened when I was hanging out with Yura.’

Lucia, who missed her old friend who had already gone with her today, silently followed Siron through the gate.

What happened after passing the gate was resolved quickly and without further discussion. Siron, who bypassed the guards patrolling the campus and safely broke into the building where Professor Reynold’s laboratory was located, took out a holy sword and a rope that seemed wet and wet from his arms.

“I’m not sure because there are so many people.”

“…Uh, see that third window over there? The person wearing glasses over there is an elf named Berian.”

Even late at night, most labs were crowded. Among them, Lucia pointed to one of the windows and pointed to Berian.

“I’ll be back soon.”

Shiron chuckled and held the rope tightly.