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The office of the Count of Hebron, where he returned after finishing all his work.

Deltan opened his mouth as he rolled the jewels he had obtained as loot on the desk.

The person speaking to him was the Marquis de Montbert.

“So, what are those ugly bastards?”

“I told you, didn’t I? They are the Empire’s new demon hunters.”

“Damn, these bastards who grew up so noble are demon hunters?”

It was a statement that got to the point.

Deltan was sure.

The imperial knights who followed the Marquis de Montbert today were children of the imperial nobility.

“Something you can’t do just because you’re a noble.”

The Marquis de Montbert answered with a small smile.

It was positive.

“Please understand generously. How can politics be so simple?”

“I understand roughly. Also, in the name of fame and all, I put my family in danger.”

“Working hard for the family is the proudest thing for a nobleman. They also take pride in their work.”

“As I crawl into limbs, my self-esteem is in vain. Shall I guess? They must be the ones left behind in the succession battle. It’s ambiguous to just leave it alone, and it’s a pain in the back to let it help the family, so I’m not using it for something like this.”

“The expression is cheap, but it is correct.”

“Anyway, I don’t like these guys.”

Deltan expressed deep dissatisfaction.

Appears to be dissatisfied with the current imperial system.

To put it just a little further, these were words and actions that could be treated as reactionaries, but the Marquis de Montbert just laughed.

This is because I know that the reason he gets so annoyed is because of his humanity, which is revealed from time to time.

“You still have a weakness for family love.”

“It’s not like that. I just don’t like those bastards who sell their family and whine.”

Deltan held the jewel tightly.

Then, as if he had lost his excitement, he threw it into the black pit.

I hate it because it looks like “”

“I will do it like that.”

“Star… .”

Hebron, the Delta, is generally indifferent to other people’s affairs.

To what extent… Would it be possible to explain it if I said that even if the person I was talking to just before exploded in the head and died, his expression would not change at all?

Anyway, these were the few times when he showed his emotions about other people’s affairs.

When you see people putting their families at risk for profit.

The Marquis de Montbert came to the idea that this was a trait that was also connected to his past.

Of course, even he didn’t know what was going on.

The Marquis of Montbert looked at the grunting Deltans and immediately brought up another topic.

“Now that I think about it.”

“What else.”

“There is a rumor that Duke Levadein visits the residence often these days.”

Deltan’s fingertips trembled.

Soon he glared at the Marquis de Montbert with vicious eyes.

“Do you pry into other people’s private lives?”

“Didn’t you move too openly for it to be private? If you go to the banquet hall, you can hear that the Count of Hebron is heading to the Duke’s residence day and night.”

“Why are those guys so interested in other people’s affairs?”

“So what is the real reason? I truly fell in love with Princess Levadeine… .”

“If you say any more, my mouth will be torn apart.”

The Marquis de Montbert kept his mouth shut.

Then he observed the Deltans with interest.

That’s why it was rare to see a Deltan holding back his anger like this.

“… It’s just research. The curse in that woman’s heart is fascinating.”

“Hmm, I guess I know that.”

“I don’t know, that’s right.”

“Who said what?”

Bye.

The armrest of the chair Deltan was holding broke.

“Wow, that seems like an expensive item.”

“I have a lot of money.”

“I’ll just go. Rest.”

The Marquis de Montbert stood up with his cane and quickly left the office.

He wasn’t confident he could handle the aftereffects of getting on the Deltan’s nerves.

Only then did Deltan, left alone in the office, look at the closed door, feeling his blood rush.

*

The next afternoon.

As always, Deltan was observing Agnes’ magic painting and frowned at the newspaper she held out.

“Very damned… .”

That was the article written on the front page of the newspaper.

[Hero of national salvation, raising successors.]

In the photo taken under the title, the drivers who had made love by their pants the previous day were giving their thumbs up with shameless faces.

Agnes asked, looking at the Deltan’s face that was starting to crumple.

“How about it, was the night out fun?”

“Do you see this as play? Now the taste has reached my eyes. The very first line of the article says demon hunting.”

“Yes, right below that it also says the devil of lust. Since you won’t be killed by the devil, it’s a game, right?”

Agnes’ smile deepened.

“How about it, was the illusion the devil showed sweet?”

Deltan snorted and answered.

“If I was into something like that, I would have died more than 3 years ago. Do you think of something like that when you hear the word “devil of lust”? Wake. There are degrees of lewdness.”

“Men like sexy women.”

“I like it as a play partner. That would be the worst person to marry.”

“You speak like someone who has tried it.”

“There are things you can know even without trying. Do you know how painful it is to hear the complaints of a married person?”

“Are there people like that around you?”

“Yes. The Marquis of Montbert.”

“Wow, I heard they were a lovebird couple, but I was very surprised.”

Agnes opened her eyes wide as if she was surprised.

Deltan clicked his tongue and continued.

“Marriage is a business where one party always loses. The Marquis de Montbert is the epitome of someone who loses money.”

“Then you won’t get married?”

“I don’t.”

“Why?”

“It’s annoying.”

After saying that, Deltan began to focus on the treatment again.

Agnes saw that image in her eyes.

A faint smile appeared on his lips.

“That’s good.”

“… What?”

“Not getting married. Yeah, good. Don’t ever get married.”

“A crazy bitch?”

“He said he didn’t want to do it.”

“… .”

Deltan had to seriously consider whether there was a problem with Agnes’ mental state.

First, if the answer was to come out after thinking about it, it would have already come out a long time ago.

“… Crazy bitch.”

After saying that, Deltan was really trying to keep his mouth shut.

This time too, Agnes did not let him do as he wanted.

“Tell me about last night.”

“Demon hunting. The end.”

“More.”

Deltan’s head lifted up.

A face full of annoyance and irritation.

Agnes smiled and spoke to the Deltan.

“If you tell me, I’ll be quiet for now.”

Not bad conditions.

After deciding that, Deltan glanced at her wrist again and opened his mouth.

“I went at the request of the Marquis de Montbert. Those beggars are raised by the Marquis.”

“How was the devil?”

“The first thing I encountered was the demon of craving. She was pretending to be pregnant.”

“So?”

“I kicked you in the stomach. Because it’s disgusting.”

“Oh my god.”

Agnes strictly kept her promise.

As he continued his story about exploring the underground waterway, he gave appropriate reactions and maintained a listening attitude.

Deltan liked it so much that he stretched out the story as long as he could.

Exploding the head of the devil who got mixed up in the middle.

The tramps were struggling without knowing what was going on.

And even the battle between the high-ranking devils that we saw at the end.

Agnes made a surprised face at the description of the pile of corpses.

“Wow, demons like that kind of thing?”

“You use that as food. People who scream in pain until they die are like a delicacy to them.”

“Dirty.”

“It’s disgusting.”

“So, you opened the door, went in, and met the devil of lust?”

Before I knew it, the diagnosis was over.

Deltan said, letting go of Agnes’ hand.

“Uh. It was a demon shaped like a woman’s breast and had arms growing out of the nipples.”

“It’s really ugly.”

Agnes giggled.

Then I asked Deltan.

“How was the hallucination?”

“There was nothing special. Ah, that was kind of funny. Those bastards couldn’t stand the fantasy so they ended up cumming in their pants.”

“It must have been embarrassing.”

“You should be ashamed. You idiots.”

Deltan clicked his tongue.

That’s because it was a situation he didn’t like even when he thought about it again.

Demon hunters must always fight to the death.

You must fight, prepared to be thrown into purgatory where you will never be saved.

This was something the Deltans taught their students before anything else, and the knights lacked determination.

“I remembered something I need to do. When those who were dispatched come back, they should screw the kids below.”

“Who are you talking about?”

“The hunter I taught before.”

Deltan crossed his arms and crossed his legs.

Agnes looked at this quietly, and then asked the question with a playful smile.

“But you know.”

“What.”

“Actually, I thought that those people might not be mentally weak.”

Deltan frowned and looked at Agnes.

“What bullshit?”

“That’s right. It is said that the devil of lust shows the wildest fantasies that humans can perceive.”

“Why is that?”

“What those people think of as the weirdest situation and what you think of as the weirdest situation may be different.”

Agnes continued as she touched Deltan’s forearm.

“There is a world that sympathy does not know.”

Tendons sprouted from the Deltan’s head.

“If you knew what I saw, you wouldn’t be able to say that.”

“Let me guess. Isn’t it just about being surrounded by beautiful women and giggling?”

The Deltan’s pupils trembled as if there had been an earthquake.

In response to that, Agnes burst out laughing and said, ‘Bam!’

“Phew, puhahahaha!”

Agnes’ face turned bright red.

It was so funny that I was stomping my feet and bursting into laughter.

“… What’s funny?”

Deltan chewed his teeth and said.

However, Agnes was just busy laughing.

After laughing that much for about two minutes, Agnes finally got over her laughter and opened her mouth with her shoulders shaking.

“This is why my sympathy is.”

“So you’re also inexperienced, right?”

“How do you know?”

“You must have been able to meet people with that body.”

“Sharp.”

A look of joy deepened on Agnes’ face.

She looked at the Deltan’s nervous expression for a moment and then stretched out her arms.

“I’ll let you know. The really dirty thing… .”

Deltan did not stop her actions.

I was just watching with the feeling of ‘let’s just watch and see what great thing is being shown.’

Agnes placed Deltan’s hand in front of her mouth.

side.

That sound rang out.

It was a kiss on the back of the hand, and even though Deltan flinched at it, his curiosity did not go away.

“… What is that?”

“Mood is important. The dirty thing.”

After saying that, Agnes kissed the back of Deltan’s hand again.

It was different from before.

She didn’t open her lips.

As I lower my head, my blonde hair falls down.

And then I lower my breath onto the back of my hand.

Meanwhile, her cherry blossom-colored eyes were beautifully curved and facing Deltan’s eyes.

“Jjong-.”

With that sound, Deltan’s body trembled.

Agnes’s smile became even deeper.

Agnes sucked the back of his hand and licked it with her tongue.

Then, he scratched the skin with his front teeth to make a ‘crackling’ sound.

Deltan, startled, belatedly withdrew his hand.

What is engraved on it is a bright red dot.

It was a kiss mark.

Deltan felt heat rising to his face.

The response was in a form that made Agnes even more happy.

But is it just the reaction that is enjoyable?

It wasn’t.

What made her more happy than anything else in the current situation was the traces of herself on the back of his hand.

“Now we’re in big trouble. You.”

Agnes giggled and put her head forward.

A distance that only one person can pass by.

After that, Agnes made eye contact with Deltan and spoke with a truly alluring smile.

“Demon of lust, be careful next time you meet.”

she was talking

The number of dirty things that Deltans are aware of has increased.