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Deltan pointed to an empty seat with his chin.

And he spoke harshly.

“Tell me about it.”

There was one reason why he was so indifferent.

This is because I already know the purpose of Ishmark’s visit.

‘It must be a weapon problem.’

Exploration of ‘physical means’ for institutional defense.

This must have felt like a threat that must be prevented to Ishmarc.

Anyway, it means that a single noble is using forceful measures that the imperial family cannot stop, but who would leave it alone unless they are a fool?

Deltans didn’t know that either.

‘But the meaning doesn’t change.’

The Deltans were not ignorant of politics.

He knew that the actions of Ishmark and Marquis Grobin at the banquet that day were intended to take advantage of him.

He hated being taken advantage of in that way.

Of course, there were other practical reasons, but they were not important right now.

It was at that moment that Ishmark opened his mouth.

“First, let’s apologize. I’m sorry.”

There was a deep expression of regret in his smile.

The tone was also more cautious than usual.

Of course, Deltan knew that was the intended atmosphere.

‘I don’t want it to affect the relationship. That’s what it means.’

What are we going to do when we’ve already started a fight?

As the Deltan stared at Ishmarc, expressing the emotions that came to mind, he continued.

“I never meant to offend you. I just ran out of things to refute Marquis Grobin’s words. I hope you understand.”

Ishmark’s words did not deviate significantly from the attitude generally taken by sinners.

A speech method that begins with an apology, expresses unfairness, and then blames others. It was an unusually lax apology. He’s probably hiding his intentions.

Deltan narrowed his eyes and said.

“… I have no intention of taking back what I said just because you said that.”

“I also understand what that means.”

“Don’t go round and round, get to the point.”

Although he spoke in a sharp tone, the Deltan’s demeanor was not that fierce.

No matter what the intention was, Ishmark maintained the basics of an apology.

Even though he was the emperor, he came to Count Iri’s residence.

The words of apology were spoken before any other words.

And he even gave me the lead in all of his actions.

Deltan sensed that he would not say anything embarrassing in this relationship.

“I will allow the installation of weapons.”

“Of course you have to do it.”

“I want to get joint use of that weapon.”

“Are you going to eat just the grain?”

“It is a time when the authority of the imperial family is important. I want you to know.”

Ishmark smiled gently.

“The nobility of the system needs to unite. Marquis Grobin’s check was for that purpose. However, because of what happened at the banquet, a new faction may emerge that follows you.”

“I don’t create factions. Because I didn’t think about it in the first place and it was specified in the contract.”

“The perception of those around you is more important than your opinion. Don’t you know?”

“Anyway, you damn pigs.”

Deltan sighed.

‘plaguy.’

Ishmark’s words were valid.

The flow of power in an institution is not simply determined by its power.

What is important is how many nobles support it.

Accordingly, even if it was not the person’s intention, there were certainly cases where factions were formed naturally due to the influence of followers.

“There is a condition.”

“Tell me.”

“I’ll give you a ticket. But if you want to use a weapon, you must first get permission from me.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m going to make something that dangerous.”

Ishmark’s expression wavered for a moment.

This was unusual considering that he was someone who rarely broke his poker face.

“… I think I need to hear what kind of weapon it is.”

“Nothing much, just a few flying things.”

“If you say that, I can’t understand.”

“If I tell you anyway, you won’t understand. Just check when the results come out.”

What the Deltans wanted to create was a weapon that was classified as fantasy even on the Earth where he lived.

Therefore, it is difficult to make people here understand by just explaining it.

“It won’t be a bad thing for you either. Once created, almost all physical events directed to the system will be invalidated.”

A strange look appeared in Ishmark’s eyes.

Deltan knew that was the face he saw when he started counting.

“If you’re going to think about it, go do it. Don’t bother taking up space.”

“… Oh, excuse me.”

Ishmark stood up.

A sly smile suddenly appeared on his face.

It was a change in attitude that could be seen because he was a Delta person.

Since we have reached an agreement not to have any more feelings for each other, we have stopped bending.

“I will be grateful for your generosity.”

“Thank you, not just with words, but from the bottom of my heart.”

“Oh, I thought you were going to the north with the princess?”

“Are you investigating my background?”

“Duke Levadein is my right hand man.”

“Ah, rotten.”

Deltan’s expression crumpled. Ishmark licked his lips with regret.

“If your views on non-marriage have changed, please tell me. Wouldn’t it be okay to have a princess as a concubine? Considering her age, my seventh daughter… .”

“Stop. Don’t even mention that woman.”

“Hmm?”

Ishmark’s head tilted.

Deltan let out a laugh at that.

“You really don’t care about your children at all?”

“Care with love… .”

“Then you know what kind of woman she is and are trying to get me involved. Have you ever seen a guy like this who will tear you to death?”

The Deltan’s words became even more ferocious.

Even though he had a harsh personality, it was the first time for Ishmark to see such vehement rejection from the Deltans.

Only then did Ishmark feel a slight surge of interest in his seventh daughter, Elina.

‘Hmm, maybe you have a harsh personality?’

When I return to the imperial castle, should I at least have a private party?

Ishmark calmed down Deltan with that thought in mind before leaving the office.

Ishmark, who had already put on his hood again, asked Marquis Ishwald, who had followed him as an escort, as he passed through the hallway.

“Marquis.”

“Yes.”

“Do you know about my seventh daughter?”

“Are you talking about Princess Elina?”

“It seems like you also have a connection with the Count of Hebron.”

“I understand that you are a quiet person. I am not a person who is particularly keen on socializing or outside activities. Oh, I heard that you are Princess Levadeine’s only friend.”

“Oh, that’s interesting information again.”

Indeed, did you find out about it through Princess Levadein?

Ishmark’s smile deepened.

“I wasn’t very interested in my daughter. When I get back, I think we should at least have a meal together.”

*

Deltan was busy.

There were now 8 days left until departure for the snowy mountains, so there was a lot to prepare.

‘The vehicle preparation has been completed.’

Gerhart would be in charge of handling the necessary expenses, such as transporting supplies.

Since the hunting dogs also make frequent business trips like this, each of them will make the necessary preparations.

If so, there is one thing you need to pay attention to.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

It was Agnes’ spirit contract.

The Duke’s Rose Garden.

Deltan said, looking at Agnes, who was stepping on the dirt with her bare feet.

“To explain again, spirits are basically things that belong to the natural world. so… .”

“It is important to raise your level of sympathy by bringing your skin into contact with nature. From now on, if you fill out the spirit contract, you will see the spirit, and I will agree with that girl to set conditions related to going out.”

Deltan’s impression deepened.

“… Don’t stop talking.”

“Wrong. In that case, you should praise the student who remembers things well.”

Agnes approached the Deltan, stomping on the dirt. Then he put his head forward and said.

“Put me. While praising.”

“Are you a kid? Wake. You are twenty years old.”

“I don’t think you’re an adult yet when you’re twenty.”

Agnes stood on tiptoe.

At best, he was barely tall enough to reach the shoulders of a Deltan.

The height difference was significant to begin with, and today Agnes was barefoot, so the difference widened further, so it was only natural.

“Come on.”

“… Good job. Are you done?”

“Crush me.”

Deltan let out his frustration but placed his hand on the top of Agnes’ head.

And then he hit it with his palm.

“Ouch.”

“Don’t be so nervous. Because I hit it gently.”

“I made that sound because my heart hurts.”

“Go to the center before they block your mouth.”

Agnes pursed her lips and went to the center of the line drawn by Deltan.

The magic circle was intertwined in a quite complicated form.

Also, the ingredients used in the gin were shining so mysteriously that one could tell at a glance that they were expensive.

A sigh escaped Deltan’s mouth.

‘This is why spirit contracts are annoying.’

There was no other reason why Deltans, who usually used chantless magic, drew a magic circle.

This is because the spirits are very picky and will not come near you if you do not show sincerity with this kind of camp.

But that’s it.

Even if a spirit is drawn and summoned, if the spirit does not like the summoner, it will immediately turn its back and run away. In that case, all the material costs that went into making the Jin would be lost.

However, there was no way not to use Jin.

This is because it is impossible to catch a wandering spirit by relying only on sensitivity.

‘Even if you have sensitivity, you cannot see the spirit unless you manifest it through Jin.’

In fact, this was the biggest reason why the number of spiritists was so small.

No matter how sensitive you are and how much you want to become a spiritist, how many times would it be possible to find a person with enough money to create a magic circle that costs an astronomical amount of money to draw once?

Of course, this did not apply to Deltans and Agnes.

‘The success rate of spirit contracts in-game is 10%. There is a 7% correction per sensitivity.’

Agnes’ sensitivity was 8.9, so rounding up is 63%.

When added to the basic 10%, the total was 73%.

It was a very high probability for a spirit contract.

Even if you fail this time, if you try 2 or 3 more times, you will get caught at least once.

After completing a rough calculation, Deltan opened his mouth.

“Start.”

“Yes.”

Agnes put her back on her back and crossed her legs.

Deltan narrowed his eyes and asked.

“What are you doing?”

“Ready posture. I thought it would look attractive if I did this. You have to seduce the spirit.”

Deltan pursed his lips and then gave up on answering.

I decided that it would only be a waste of my energy to focus on that.

What followed was Jin’s move.

Perfect!

Deltan snapped his fingers and Jin began to glow.

It was light with distinct colors, as if they were separated into a spectrum.

Immediately after, the high-rising cluster of lights began to gradually curve, then bent downwards and wrapped around Agnes’ body.

It was an act of inviting spirits to her surroundings.

After a short period of time, Agnes suddenly started licking her lips while staring into space.

Deltan grinned.

‘It’s a success.’

Agnes must have been talking to a spirit.

Although Deltan himself could not see the process, he was not worried about failure as the summoning had already succeeded.

After all, what spirit could resist the overwhelming sensitivity of 8.9?

Now, for the remaining eight days, all we have to do is teach Agnes how to strengthen her mental defenses.

It was the moment when Deltan came up with such a thought.

“Deltain, they say it’s not possible?”

Agnes gave the worst answer.

Deltan’s expression became blank.

“… What?”

“They say it doesn’t work. They say I’m getting scolded.”

It was nonsense.

Isn’t that right? Who are the spirits who are scolded when they are at odds with each other and do not form a group in the first place?

‘There is nothing in this world that can suppress the spirit… .’

Startle.

Deltan’s body trembled as he continued his thoughts.

‘There is one.’

Something came to mind later.

There was only one being in this world who could suppress spirits.

“… Spirit King.”

A laugh burst out of Deltan’s mouth.