Bubbling.

    Blood boiled.

    A gigantic being that rose from the boiling blood stared intently at Royer.

    “What is it…”

    A very solemn and low voice was heard.

    Royer shuddered because of the voice.

    ‘Damn, overwhelming magic power.’

    The concentration of magic power emanating from just the voice was extraordinary. That alone was enough to feel a dignity that could overwhelm the opponent.

    It must have been one of the ancient beings.

    Royer inwardly repeated his regrets.

    ‘Can I really control this?’

    If it was impossible to control, the right answer was to put it back in, even now. Because, originally, beings that cannot be handled were bound to bring disaster.

    It was the moment he was about to slowly chant the release spell.

    “Wait.”

    Whooong.

    With a tremendous force that seemed to press down on his body, Royer could not do anything.

    In a situation as if a bind spell had been cast, cold sweat ran down Royer’s spine.

    ‘At this rate, I’ll be devoured.’

    Being devoured meant the end as a wizard. More precisely, it meant the end as a human being.

    From the moment he was devoured by power, a wizard became an entity that had lost its reason.

    An entity that had lost its reason was never truly right.

    It was a common situation that he could not do anything with his own will, and sometimes became a completely different person with only the same appearance.

    Therefore, that situation had to be avoided.

    If Royer was devoured while losing his reason, it would mean the very end of Aman.

    The emperor’s position needed to be solidified that much.

    “Do you think I’ll be devoured so easily…”

    The being looked at Royer.

    He was wearing a rather joyful smile.

    “It’s fun. Then try to endure it. You speck of dust.”

    It was a remark that greatly ignored Royer, but he had enough power to do so, so there was no way around it.

    “Kkeueuaaaaaack!!”

    He felt an intense pain as if his blood vessels were burning.

    He felt a huge pain to the point where he couldn’t breathe, and Royer heard a mysterious voice in his ear.

    “A useful body.”

    “Quite the position, huh?”

    “So, you’re the king of humans?”

    They were all words referring to himself.

    The voices echoing in his ears were huge and magnificent.

    ‘Damn it…’

    Beings who could look down on him like this.

    That was definitely an ancient being. And the fact that he could hear the voice like this meant only one thing.

    That he had the power to see through Royer’s existence.

    Royer’s situation was not good because he realized this fact.

    ‘······Hoo.’

    Thick magical energy bloomed from his mouth with every breath.

    “Haa, haa.”

    Even in the difficult moment, Royer gathered mana in both hands.

    Woooowoong.

    The power created by the mana gathered in both hands struck his head immediately.

    Kuoong!

    Drip, drip.

    A runny nose mixed with blood flowed from his nose. It was similar around his eyes.

    His vision blurred and drowsiness washed over him.

    Still, if he succeeded, it would be a worthwhile deal.

    It could be seen as saving himself while losing his hearing and having his vision shaken.

    Of course, it didn’t go as he wanted.

    “You’re trying hard to escape. You smell delicious.”

    Tuduk, tudududuk.

    He felt terrible pain along with a noise like joints breaking.

    “Cough, cough.”

    Blood gushed from his mouth.

    “You are a foolish one. Do you think that one who uses magic can escape us?”

    It was literally true.

    It was impossible to escape.

    Even if he tried to move his hands, his body did not follow his will.

    He felt a severe headache along with rough breathing.

    It was a change that appeared in his body the moment he recklessly accepted the great power.

    “······.”

    Even a voice did not come out. With a labored breath, Royer lost consciousness as he was.

    Thump.

    It was the moment when Royer, the emperor of a country, collapsed as he was.

    Has some time passed?

    Royer got up from his seat as he was.

    “It’s a different feeling.”

    It was Royer’s body, but it was by no means Royer. A mysterious purple light lingered in his eyes.

    “Is this what it feels like to take over a human body?”

    The voice was dull and dark.

    “It’s more fun than I thought.”

    Royer, but the being that wasn’t Royer, smiled like that and came down the tower.

    ***

    He retraced his memories.

    All that filled his head was information about Aman and thoughts about an elven woman.

    ‘It seems that Aman is a place that means kingdom, but who is the elven woman?’

    No matter how much he thought about it, the elven woman’s face was not in his memory.

    Royer slowly reached out his hand.

    Sinister magical energy bloomed from his fingertips.

    The blooming magical energy soon connected like a thread.

    As Royer smiled and opened his mouth, sharp fangs were revealed. It was never a human’s.

    “You’re a fool. To dare try to compete with me with magic.”

    Royer, or rather the one who took over Royer’s body, was wearing a murderous smile.

    The name of the one who took over the body was Tevel.

    Tevel was originally an orc.

    However, he lost his body trying to use forbidden sorcery and became a wandering soul.

    After spending decades in that state, he had a magic power that transcended the inhuman, but even so, his longing for a body did not disappear.

    His heart was full of wanting to return to the human world again.

    Because of this, he even manipulated an orc as a medium.

    Of course, the orc could not withstand it easily.

    In the end, most of the orcs broke down.

    The only possible way was to completely take over the body.

    It was impossible just to have the soul reside in it.

    He couldn’t draw out his true power with just that much.

    His long-cherished wish, the fall of the elves, was approaching.

    “Shall we go meet them first?”

    In the past, Tevel caught an elf and experimented on her.

    Of course, he had to pay the price. Tevel lost one of his eyes at that time.

    That was always the hatred and goal contained in Tevel’s heart.

    And now that opportunity had come.

    Even when Tevel was an orc, the elves were always the enemy of the orcs.

    Perhaps his hatred of elves was imprinted in his instincts.

    He traced his memories and headed to where Natasha was.

    Natasha’s existence, the memory that remained the strongest in his head since earlier, was very unsettling.

    He could not shake off this ominous feeling until he saw with his own eyes what it was.

    In the end, Tevel headed to that place in his memory.

    “Did you come, Royer?”

    A soft voice welcoming him, it was definitely a refreshing woman’s voice.

    “······Royer?”

    What kind of answer should he give, to look like the Royer fellow?

    Tevel hesitated for a moment.

    Tormenting elves was Tevel’s favorite thing.

    “······.”

    It seemed that just thinking about it made him feel quite uncomfortable.

    “Royer?”

    Natasha’s tone became quite elevated. It was evidence that she was suspicious.

    “Royer?”

    Royer, or rather Tevel, did not answer even when asked again.

    “I was just thinking a lot.”

    Natasha’s ears twitched.

    Something was strange. This was not the Royer she knew.

    In the end, Natasha asked in a meaningful voice.

    “This magic power, that tone. You’re not Royer. This sense of incongruity······.”

    Whooong.

    It was the moment when Natasha had a question. Royer’s hand grabbed Natasha’s neck.

    “Keck, kekeck.”

    Her breathing became rapid, and it was the moment when Natasha was trying hard to struggle.

    “Who are you!”

    Soldiers who kicked down the door and came in asked with spears pointed at him.

    “······Your Majesty?”

    Most of the soldiers expressed doubts as they looked at Royer strangling Natasha’s neck. And at the same time as they made eye contact, their necks fell off.

    Shwaaaaaaak.

    Thump.

    Natasha’s face hardened as she watched the soldiers’ necks fall and blood soak the floor.

    No matter how she looked at it, this was not the usual Royer.

    The thick magical energy was at the level of constricting her breath.

    “······W-Who are you?”

    “Me? It’s Tevelius.”

    Fear bloomed on Natasha’s face at the word Tevelius.

    Natasha, the princess of the elf tribe, could not not know the name Tevelius.

    That’s how much that name was no different from fear.

    “······How.”

    An orc who was known to have been sealed by the hero of the elf tribe a long time ago.

    That was Tevelius, commonly known as Tevel.

    Natasha could not understand how that name was being heard in front of her now.

    Of course, there was no need to understand.

    “You have a very delicious smell.”

    Saliva dripped from Tevelius’s mouth.

    It didn’t end with this.

    Woodudeudeuk.

    Along with the sound of bones twisting clearly, Royer’s skin burst.

    Royer’s body, whose skin had burst, swelled up quite large. It was now difficult to see him as a human being.

    “After all, hiding my appearance is a truly uncomfortable thing.”

    It was no longer difficult for Natasha to keep her mind.

    “······What in the world, what are you doing. This is impossible.”

    “Impossible, it’s up to anyone to say that about something they haven’t experienced themselves.”

    Tevel grabbed Natasha’s waist as he was.

    “I will intoxicate you. Because this place will be destroyed anyway today.”

    Tevel pointed out the window with these words.

    There, a large army of orcs was seen walking with the light of torches scattered.

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