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The dining room of the Count of Hebron.

Deltan, who was chopping meat while sitting alone at a long table that could easily accommodate ten people, suddenly let out a laugh and raised his eyes.

-You will confess to me. Hanging on awkwardly.

It was because Agnes’ words never left my mind.

Deltan was angry at those words.

‘Don’t be a damn thing.’

That would never happen.

Deltan was able to add confidence to confidence.

After all, he had never asked anyone for a favor in his life, and he had never even been rude.

It will be the same this time too.

Deltan pledged not to give Agnes the slightest opportunity to irritate him.

“Count.”

While I was still thinking, Gerhart came in.

“Why.”

“A guest has arrived.”

“Tell him to fuck off. I’m eating.”

“… This is the Marquis of Montbert.”

Deltan’s brows narrowed.

It wasn’t anger.

This time, the expression on his face took the form of complete annoyance.

*

Marquis of Parvienne Montbert.

An old gentleman who turns 60 this year.

He was the imperial wizard chief and one of the heroes who saved the continent with the Deltans during the demonic invasion, but despite his past, he was not a very welcome figure to the Deltans.

“I’m sorry for being late.”

There was no other reason.

That’s why whenever he looked for himself like this, troublesome things always followed.

Deltan opened his mouth without even looking at him.

“Why did I come again?”

“Would I come to you if I had something to do?”

“You came here because you had something to see.”

“I can’t deny it.”

Deltan sighed at his words.

“If it’s a bother, I won’t do it.”

“It’s demon hunting.”

“I don’t.”

“I need you.”

widely-.

Deltan put down the utensils roughly.

And now, looking at the Marquis de Montbert, he opened his mouth.

“Why do I do that? Did the hunters go on vacation as a group? That wouldn’t be possible, but none of the kids I taught was that thoughtless.”

“Your disciples are being dispatched. Is there one or two places infested with devils?”

Deltan’s expression became even more crumpled.

There is one reason why I am so annoyed.

This was because he no longer felt it was worth investing time in unproductive things like demon hunting.

“You even captured the demon king. The dimension door was also closed. But what more are you trying to do? I’m busy.”

“Even though it was closed, aren’t there still a lot of devils left? Besides, no one knows more about high-ranking demons than you.”

“I did enough. No, I’m still doing as much as I can.”

His words were not just thrown out.

Since the day the disaster ended, the achievements of the Deltans over the past three years have been indescribably amazing.

Why not?

The streetlights that illuminate the island tardan and the geometry embedded in their arrangement.

All of that was a magic circle carefully constructed by the Deltans.

Jedo Tardan is surrounded by a barrier.

The spark lit by the great wizard protects their night.

The Marquis de Montbert laughed lowly.

He didn’t look angry at all despite Delta’s nervous attitude.

“I’m sure you’ll find it quite tempting this time.”

“I can’t be interested in anything related to the devil.”

“Heart of Gaias. I heard they were looking for something like that.”

Deltan’s body stopped.

The Marquis de Montbert smiled softly and continued speaking.

“Cuckoo is a subsidiary organization of the Montbert family. There’s no way I wouldn’t know.”

A translucent window appeared on the Deltan’s retina.

‘Rotten.’

Deltan’s expression crumpled.

“… So what is it?”

“Please go to the underground waterway with me.”

“It’s really disgusting.”

Deltan clicked his tongue.

The Marquis de Montbert, who had been with him since he was a ruined nobleman with nothing, knew.

That meant consent.

“Thank you.”

“Shut up.”

Hebron, the Delta.

The first demon hunter went on a hunt.

*

There is a huge waterway beneath the land of the archipelago.

A waterway that has existed since the founding of the empire in the distant past.

It clearly had a structure as complex as its history.

An emergency escape route in preparation for war, a trap in preparation for any enemy that might invade this place, and even a hideout with no sense of order for wanderers who have lost their way.

The Deltan frowned as he stood at the entrance to the waterway.

It was because of the moisture that was already clinging to my skin and the stench that stung my nose.

“So, this is the end of the number of people entering?”

The Marquis de Montbert said with a smile.

“That’s right.”

“They’re kids.”

There were people who trembled at his words.

They were young knights with the imperial emblem on their chests.

The Marquis of Montbert smiled and answered.

“These are demon hunters trained by the imperial family. Although we are new, we all have outstanding abilities, so don’t worry.”

“Was the devil an opponent you could fight while considering his abilities? I didn’t know that.”

Deltan snorted, but no one denied it.

It was natural.

devil.

It was a race that was completely different from any other creature that had ever existed on this earth.

The devil targets the soul, not the body.

They inflict mental violence rather than physical violence.

If the mental barrier is not strong enough, even a Lord-level knight will collapse in an instant.

“And then even the role of a nanny… They serve it very well.”

“Don’t be so mean. Don’t you need to repay your debt to me?”

“Don’t forget that that’s the only reason I listen to you. And the debt is still being paid at this very moment.”

“Keep in mind.”

“Damn inspiration.”

It was a thing of the distant past.

It wasn’t long before Deltan was sucked into this game.

It was the Marquis de Montbert who reached out to him, who was struggling without even understanding the immediate situation.

The reason why the foul-tempered Delta man shows him goodwill is because he owes him a debt from that day.

Hebron, a Delta, was a person who could not live with debt.

“… Let’s finish it quickly and go back.”

The Deltans entered the waterway.

Then, following the gesture of the Marquis de Montbert, the knights followed.

*

It had been about two hours since entering the waterway, and all the Deltans had done so far was to hear information about the devil lurking here from the Marquis de Montbert.

Considering that the briefing had to be completed before departure, it was quite an unreasonable action, but no one cared about it.

This is why Deltan and the Marquis de Montbert have always operated with such immediate feedback.

“I think it’s a devil with a name.”

“Why?”

“Several merchants in the commercial district are complaining of heart pain. And he said he had the same dream every night.”

“So, that’s why I think it has a ‘name’.”

“That’s because they have a common name that they heard in their dreams.”

The Marquis de Montbert said this with a grin.

“Gaias.”

A bright light appeared within the Deltan’s gold.

“It’s understandable. As soon as he heard that name, he thought he could use this, so he came to see me.”

“Please don’t speak so bleakly.”

“It’s gross, so don’t talk like that.”

Deltan’s face frowned.

It was because I thought that the Marquis de Montbert’s speaking style was somehow similar to Agnes.

“Why do all the imperial nobles talk like that? I always try to sneer and scratch people’s minds.”

“You are also a nobleman.”

“He comes from a fallen noble family. And I don’t giggle at the banquet hall like those guys.”

“Please participate in the banquet.”

“Don’t meddle.”

After saying that, Deltan closed his mouth.

I shook off the irritation that came to mind and began to think.

‘Gaias. After all, he is the devil.’

The initial prediction was correct.

No.2 Gaias’s heart, like No.1 Chambler’s dream, is an organ of the devil.

Even as he became irritated by the words of the Marquis de Montbert, he was glad to know that fact.

‘Gaias, Gaias, seeing as it has a name, it is clear that it is a high-ranking devil.’

The biggest criterion for classifying demons was their ‘name.’

A low-ranking demon is one that has a racial name as its characteristic.

And the central point of the lower level devils is the middle level devil.

And those who have their own proper noun as an entity are divided into high-ranking devils.

Among demons that basically had the physiology of a collective intelligence, high-ranking demons were special.

They were people who gained strength by embedding their names into the consciousness of living things.

‘What are the characteristics? Considering the part about saving the heart and the possessed guys complaining of heart pain, it must be a characteristic related to that… .’

Deltan’s thoughts continued for a long time.

It was a process of inferring the identity of the devil called Gaias by gathering his gaming knowledge and the new knowledge he had gained after coming here.

As the Deltans closed their mouths, silence fell over the waterway.

Rustling-.

That sound came from somewhere.

Deltan’s feet stopped.

Accordingly, the knights following him also stopped.

“… I think I’m a vagabond.”

These were the words of one of the knights.

As he said, at the end of the sound, several women wearing straw hats were crouching and looking in this direction.

One thing that is unique is that all of them are full-term pregnant women.

“What should I do?”

Deltan ignored the words of the Marquis de Montbert and just looked at the pregnant women.

The pregnant women shrank even more from that gaze.

I hope there will be such a standoff for a while.

“… It’s happening.”

As one of the articles said, a pregnant woman woke up.

She began to wobble towards Deltan, wrapping her arms around her stomach.

“Well, something to eat… The child… .”

The earnest words spoken in a dry voice were clearly enough to stimulate sympathy.

At that, some of the knights began to make sad expressions.

That must have been why.

What made Deltan’s subsequent actions so shocking?

Wow!

Deltan kicked the pregnant woman in the stomach.

Then the pregnant woman’s stomach burst.

The sound of ‘sniff!’ came out from everywhere.

An unrealistic scene with blood splattering and internal organs flying around.

The knights felt a strong repulsion from the Deltans’ actions.

Anyway, it was because I thought it didn’t make sense for a hero to act like this, no matter how great he was.

“Hey.”

Meanwhile, Deltan let out a cold voice.

The gaze was suddenly directed towards the knights.

“You guys said you learned it. Why is it that no one steps forward while this bastard approaches me?”

The knights looked at Deltan with a puzzled look on their faces, but then their expressions hardened as they looked at where his fingertips were pointing.

“The devil of craving. These bastards take advantage of human sympathy and aim to stab us in the back. I’m sure they’re the ones who put it on the first page of the textbook, but they don’t know this?”

It was no longer a pregnant woman there.

It was a strange creature with red flesh and sharp teeth flashing everywhere.

“These useless bastards.”

Deltan’s expression became grim.