Chapter Index

    The night in the forest deepens.

    A place where a figure made of flame and Randor are intertwined.

    As time passed, Randor’s face became blank, and at that moment, another voice overlapped the space.

    “Be very damned.”

    The owner of the voice full of sarcasm is none other than Deltan.

    Lofalgar turned his head.

    Then Deltan continued.

    “I followed along, but it’s really like this.”

    Deltan was crossing his legs and putting his hands in his pockets.

    What Deltan was looking at, with his face crumpled in astonishment and disgust, was the interface.

    The interface was talking.

    That angel of flame is a demon with ‘No. 6 Lopalgar’s Gluttony.’

    Lopalgar grinned.

    [You are a contractor. What did you come here for?]

    “What is going on? I know for sure that you guys are looking for my back, but did you think I would just let him go?”

    It wasn’t something I suspected from the beginning.

    After kicking Randor out of the restaurant, I was concerned about what Pasder, the red magic tower lord, said.

    -If the child has the personality, he will escape the system this way. Perhaps because they were criticized by the spreading rumors, they were trying to go to a place with few people. So you don’t have to worry about running into them again.

    Just those words alone made Randor’s stomach turn and it was obvious he would grit his teeth.

    Normally, I would have overlooked it, but it had been less than a month since I had been fighting with the devil while visiting the snowy mountains.

    This means that it has been confirmed that they have formed an alliance and are targeting him.

    Once you leave the island, St. Hall does not exist.

    In other words, if he was a man swayed by his emotions, there was a strong possibility that one of the devils would take action.

    “How is it that your repertoire is always the same?”

    [We just give them what they want.]

    Lopalgar grinned.

    Deltan snorted and released his mana.

    A silver pistol rose from a black pit in the air.

    Deltan aimed it between Lopalgar’s eyes and immediately pulled the trigger.

    Taaa!

    The bullet that tore through the air hit the target accurately.

    However, Lopalgar’s new appearance became blurred for an instant, but soon returned to its original state.

    Deltan’s brows narrowed.

    ‘It’s not the main body.’

    After all, it was ridiculous for a person who was a high-ranking devil to drag the main body out on his own to seduce a lowly person.

    “You stupid bastard.”

    [Who could be brave in front of you?]

    “Is Jongteuk just buying it?”

    [Is it okay to just accept that his speech is excellent?]

    Clap-

    Deltan reloaded his magnum.

    “There are so many things I want to ask. There are things I need to get from you.”

    [I have no intention of telling you.]

    “It will happen.”

    [How can you harm me? I don’t exist here.]

    “There are many ways.”

    Magnum glowed white.

    The place where the rising light gathered was the muzzle of a gun.

    Immediately afterwards, Deltan pulled the trigger once again.

    Taaa!

    [Sigh… !]

    It worked this time.

    Ropalgar’s new form distorted greatly, and a short groan escaped its mouth.

    Deltan killed it.

    “Did you think you wouldn’t be able to catch him if he was a self-immolation?”

    The first demon hunter.

    It was not a title obtained for free.

    It’s been three years since the main story ended.

    Until this day, Deltan had never let go of magic research, and this magic was a by-product of that process.

    A magic created to harm demons that cannot be harmed by physical force that is occasionally encountered, and that deals damage to the target’s soul itself.

    Although it was my first time actually using it, the effect was clear.

    “Why? Let’s smile more.”

    When I said that to Lopalgar’s face, whose smile had disappeared, the answer eventually came out.

    […] The contractor is definitely different.]

    “Contractor Don’t be a contractor, just tell me what it is.”

    Deltan aimed his gun once again.

    A halo of white light began to form on the muzzle.

    “What is a contract? Why are you being used as materials and what is the hall for?”

    [I have a lot of questions.]

    “Doesn’t it look like much?”

    It’s already been 5 years since I was sucked into the game without even knowing what was going on.

    Putting everything else aside, when I think about how time passes on Earth and what is happening to my original body there, my stomach turns upside down.

    Deltan had no intention of just following the guide like a fool in this situation.

    So the words spoken were full of unexpectedness.

    “It wouldn’t be a bad thing for you either, right? Doesn’t it make you want to live when you see them struggling to form an alliance? If we have enough information, we can move in a direction that does not harm you.”

    It was an alliance proposal.

    It was a suggestion he could make because he was a Deltan who had no great regrets toward demons in the first place and had simply killed them out of necessity.

    Of course, that didn’t mean he was going to be in league with the devil.

    ‘You can put it off in priority. First of all, information gathering is urgent.’

    The thought of sucking everything he could and killing it filled him.

    Ropalgar’s expression becomes blank for a moment.

    Deltan was raising strange expectations about it.

    [Push… !]

    Lofalgar shrugged his shoulders.

    Then he burst out laughing.

    It was a very bright smile.

    [Puhahahaha! Haha!]

    The fireworks fluttered loudly to the sound of laughter.

    [fun! This contract is very fun!]

    Deltan’s expression distorted.

    ‘this time?’

    One piece of information has been added.

    There was no time to think deeply.

    [It is a refusal.]

    Lopalgar smiled again and straightened his appearance.

    [What a scary contractor. I won’t give you any hint. That is why it is our ‘promise.’]

    “It’s a promise… .”

    Deltan’s expression became cold.

    promise.

    It was a word I had already heard.

    “… Yes.”

    The muzzle of the gun was pointed between Lopalgar’s eyes.

    “You are also part of the hall. Just like that bastard of the spirit king.”

    Taaa!

    [Ugh… !]

    A new type of Ropalgar that shakes again.

    Deltan didn’t stop.

    The black pit extending into the air summoned three more weapons.

    The No. 1 armed compass floated on Deltan’s back.

    Number 6 armed surgery supporters surrounded Deltan.

    And the number 2 armed classic sword.

    A strange long sword with seven holes on the pure white blade was held in his left hand.

    Deltan’s mana was running out.

    “Let’s test whether you will remember your promise even when you are in the moment.”

    The compass glowed.

    Then the space turned over.

    Gooo-

    All objects around disappeared.

    Grass, trees, soil, clouds, starlight, and moonlight that covered the sky were all buried in darkness, leaving nothing left, and at the same time, Lopalgar’s new form was fixed.

    Even the flickering of flames that formed his body had all stopped.

    [iced coffee… .]

    As a short sigh continued, the surgery supporter moved.

    The surgery supporter’s arms all turned into needles.

    And then he stabbed Lopalgar’s body.

    The needle injected pitch-black liquid into Lopalgar’s body.

    Then, ‘Kkeok…’ A ‘!’ voice came out from Lopalgar.

    After completing preparations, Deltan adjusted the ‘Classic Sword’ and held it.

    The 4th level magic Abyss is a magic that separates and fixes time and space, and Curse Injection is a magic that plants a curse in the target’s soul.

    The implanted curse, Void, is a curse that instills endless emptiness in the target, and with this, Deltan has completed all preparations for the interrogation.

    “Ask again.”

    Uuuu…

    Classic Sword cried.

    “What is a contract?”

    [It is an unspeakable ‘promise.’]

    The side of the hole closest to the handle is filled with red.

    “Why are you the material of the contract?”

    [He also has a ‘promise’ so he can’t say anything.]

    The second hole is filled with orange.

    “… What is a hall?”

    [I can’t say.]

    The third hole is filled with yellow.

    There were four more questions after that, none of which Lopalgar answered.

    Kiiing―

    Rainbow colors appeared in the seven holes of the classic sword.

    Deltan was impressed.

    “Do you think that promise is great?”

    It was an experiment.

    An experiment to measure how coercive the ‘promise’ spoken by the Spirit King and Lopalgar is.

    And I heard enough answers.

    ‘A promise that cannot be broken by individual will.’

    So, it seems closer to a ‘restriction’ than a promise.

    Deltan’s expression wrinkled.

    “It’s annoying.”

    If it is a restriction placed on the soul itself… If that was a restriction that could not be broken even by becoming a Spirit King, there was nothing that could be done right now.

    ‘What should I do… .’

    Since it is not the main body, you will not be able to obtain ‘No.6 Lopalgar’s Gluttony’ if you bother Lopalgar more now.

    However, that doesn’t mean you can’t just let it go.

    “… Let’s take the punishment first.”

    They dared to use a trick to stab him in the back.

    Deltan thought that the priority was to make people pay for their sins.

    Deltan reverse-summoned all the other weapons and held the ‘Classic Sword’ with both hands.

    Rainbow colors shining through a hole.

    Each and every one of these was the ‘weight of sin.’

    [What more should I do?]

    “Punishment for hiding the sin until the end during the confessional. I should get it.”

    Confession.

    It really wasn’t a wrong expression.

    Armament No. 2, the Classic Sword, was an object made by melting the church’s holy relics into the shape of a sword and then weaving together the sacred powers of the Pope and seven bishops through magic.

    If you do not answer the questions while holding this sword, ‘sin karma’ will accumulate.

    The total number of sins that can be accumulated is seven.

    And as sin karma accumulates, the pain felt at the moment of being stabbed by the sword becomes squared.

    It was not sophisticated because it was a tool used for interrogation at a time when surgery supporters had not yet been created.

    However, it was that cruel.

    “Even if it’s an illusion, if you tear your soul, you’ll have a hard time.”

    Deltan plunged his sword into Lopalgar’s solar plexus.

    Phew!

    “Go and reflect.”

    Classic Sword cried.

    At that moment, a burst of rainbow light began to spread from Lopalgar’s solar plexus to his entire body.

    Kiiing—!

    [iced coffee… .]

    Ropalgar’s body shook greatly.

    My head was bent back.

    The crying sound that followed was like that.

    [Ahhh!

    A scream of despair and longing for life.

    Meanwhile, Lopalgar was exhibiting strange behavior.

    “Smiling. Baby.”

    Ropalgar was grinning even while screaming.

    Even while the flame god was being torn apart, he smiled.

    Deltan laughed and twisted his sword.

    [Kaaa spring no*!]

    Once more, Lopalgar began to twist.

    The distortion that occurred even in the darkness of the Abyss had one meaning.

    The very soul that forms the illusion of Lopalgar is being crushed.

    Damn it-

    The flame cracked.

    It spread all over the body.

    “See you later.”

    Clink!

    Ropalgar’s body ruptured.

    The darkness has receded.

    Then, a night sky filled with stars came into Deltan’s sight.

    Deltan reverse-summoned the Classic Sword and exhaled.

    ‘I need to get busy.’

    Lopalgar’s side will not come out right away as their souls have been wounded, but the devil has an ally now.

    The other side also needs to be on guard.

    Moreover, it is certain that they are encamped right outside the island.

    ‘It’s a change of plan.’

    Polobaran, the magic power plant that I decided to receive after completing all the work at the academy.

    I think I should get it sooner.

    ‘It’s difficult for me to defend the system alone.’

    More force was needed.

    Be it a weapon or a person.

    ‘I’ll have to do it again…’ .’

    Deltan was continuing his thoughts and taking steps.

    Tuk-

    Something caught on his foot.

    A sound came out of the Deltan’s mouth as he lowered his head.

    “Ah.”

    The one at his feet is Randor, possessed by the devil.

    “We have to deal with this one too.”

    Annoyance appeared on Deltan’s face.

    0 Comments

    Heads up! Your comment will be invisible to other guests and subscribers (except for replies), including you after a grace period.
    Note
    // Script to navigate with arrow keys