Chapter Index

    Deltan realized that the person was looking directly at him and saying hello.

    Kaltara noticed that her body had returned to its original state.

    “Well, it was fun because it was new. It was over quickly.”

    “Don’t talk bullshit.”

    Deltan snorted.

    The prince and his party were taken aback by the violent tone.

    Well, from their perspective, it would be natural since they only saw the Deltan in Agnes’ body.

    Meanwhile, the Dragonian Chief spoke.

    “I guess I finished it safely.”

    Deltan just looked at him.

    That was why I wanted to ask him something.

    “What on earth does that altar do?”

    It is a miracle officially recognized by Interface.

    As far as the Deltans know, the only thing classified as a miracle in this land was the Holy Spear, which was used in the fight against the Demon King.

    In other words, that mysterious altar is a relic on the same level as the Holy Spear.

    “Is it an object related to God?”

    At least something akin to a god is connected with that artifact.

    It was a question asked with half-confidence, and the answer that came back was that.

    “It’s my parents’ legacy.”

    “Parent… Palantia?”

    “That’s right.”

    Is it true that a dragon is a creature on a par with a god?

    Deltan let out a laugh.

    ‘Why did those bastards perish?’

    This was something that did not appear in the main story.

    Also, even though I searched quite a bit of literature after being possessed, I couldn’t find any related information about the history.

    It could be seen as a record that someone intentionally erased.

    There was one similar case that Deltans knew about.

    ‘It must be a hall.’

    A hall where I could only find a clue by searching through the church’s forbidden library.

    Perhaps they were also involved in the extinction of dragons.

    “Deltain.”

    “uh.”

    “Take it down now.”

    Oh, now that I think about it, he was holding Agnes in his arms.

    Deltan realized this fact too late and put Agnes on the ground.

    “… It was so light I didn’t even know I was holding it. I need to gain more weight.”

    “That sounds really dirty.”

    “What?”

    “Nothing?”

    Agnes grinned.

    Deltan thought about her words for a moment, then realized what she meant and his face turned red.

    “… My head is full of such thoughts.”

    “You like it when you say that.”

    Agnes shrugged.

    Prince Ilias’ face became blank.

    “… I think I’m missing something.”

    I looked at Agnes as if I was longing for an answer.

    Eryl also had a similar look, just didn’t say anything.

    The Deltan thought for a moment about whether he should explain it, but then left it at that.

    “Gerhart. You explain it appropriately.”

    After saying that, he took Agnes’ hand and headed toward the empty room.

    The reason was that it was urgent to examine Agnes’ body right away rather than explaining what had happened.

    ‘We must judge exactly what it means to bear half of the burden of demonization.’

    We need to figure out whether we are simply sharing the pain, or whether we are also receiving a penalty due to demonization.

    While thinking about it, Deltan entered the room, and beyond the tent, Eryl’s ‘HEEEK!’ and Elias’ confused muttering continued.

    “I… Confession to Count Hebron? Confess to a man?”

    It seems he has finally realized what he has done.

    “… It’s a lie.”

    Unfortunately, it was the truth.

    *

    This was a fact verified through several experiments.

    “It seems like the only burden is the pain. When I use mana, magic fire doesn’t get stimulated. I don’t feel like there’s any burden from using mana.”

    “Is it okay to be sick?”

    “No hesitation.”

    Deltan placed his hand on his chest and felt its beat.

    It’s a little irregular.

    I felt like something was pricking my heart, and perhaps because I had been in Agnes’ body just before, the overwhelming feeling was that it was much better than before.

    “It’s not bad. In the end, it resulted in delaying the flowering of the hemp flower by two times.”

    “… Sorry.”

    Deltan felt awkward seeing Agnes apologizing while looking at her chest.

    “I’m sorry, I did it because I wanted to.”

    “Still.”

    “That’s it. Don’t apologize for not fitting in.”

    The sight of him apologizing is unfamiliar.

    It’s so awkward that it makes me shudder.

    As far as the Deltans knew, Agnes was a woman who was suited to being bossy and armed with confidence that went beyond her appearance.

    “Act as usual.”

    “Um, as usual?”

    “uh.”

    “I don’t think that will work.”

    What else are you trying to say?

    As the Deltan looked at him bluntly, Agnes smiled brightly and said.

    “Aren’t we dating now?”

    Deltan’s shoulders shook.

    My face became a little redder.

    Agnes said, giggling at that reaction.

    “I think people who are in a relationship should show affection to each other. So much so that it makes people who see it glaze over.”

    “Bullshit… .”

    “Then you won’t do it?”

    Deltan’s mouth was tightly shut.

    Why are you asking such an obvious question?

    Would.

    Deltan was also a very strong man, and he had a desire to like someone.

    But isn’t it so?

    Delta people were so obsessed with success throughout their lives that they never even touched a relationship.

    Now that I am acting in such a shameful way, I get goosebumps just thinking about it.

    Deltan seemed like he couldn’t bear the sight of himself hugging Agnes and kissing her sideways.

    “Huh?”

    Agnes raised her head and fumed.

    Deltan chewed his lips, then became angry and spoke.

    “I’ll take care of it!”

    “Ah, I’m embarrassed.”

    Agnes burst into laughter, even clapping her hands.

    It’s so disgusting I’m dying.

    Deltan glared at Agnes with squinted eyes.

    *

    The moment we left the tent again, what appeared before Deltan’s eyes was chaos.

    “His Royal Highness the Prince! You can’t do this!”

    “Seobaaang!!! It’s true!!!”

    “Let go! Let go! I will jump! How could I! This is me confessing to a man!!!”

    In front of the sinkhole, Ilias makes a fuss, threatening to jump down.

    Lieutenant Kalm was holding on to Ilias’ leg to stop it.

    Eryl is in a state where she can neither do this nor that.

    Meanwhile, Kaltara was so funny that she even clapped her hands and cheered for Ilias.

    “Jump down! Fight like a man!”

    It doesn’t seem like I’ve been away for that long, but this is such a mess.

    Deltan felt a sigh come out and snapped his fingers.

    “Stop motion.”

    The confusion suddenly stopped.

    Deltan said as everyone looked at him.

    “Stop the bullshit and sit down, right?”

    He gestured to a flat spot next to the sinkhole.

    Ilias’ eyes became moist.

    Things like shame and self-destruction seemed to be welling up at this moment.

    “Ship, Count! Listen to me! I don’t like men… .”

    “I know, I know. So, sit down.”

    “I am a person whose wife is forty-three, even in the field!”

    “Wow.”

    Agnes let out a small exclamation.

    Local manager Lira said, ‘As expected, we are the West!’ He just praised Ilias and said things like that.

    Deltan flicked his hand once more.

    Ilias’ voice disappeared.

    After struggling a little more, Ilias finally sat down when the Deltan glared at him with an angry look on his face.

    After finishing organizing the situation, Deltan looked at the people sitting around and said.

    “I wrote a lot, but let’s get to the point first. I’m going down that hole.”

    He pointed to the sinkhole with his chin.

    Kaltara asked.

    “Are you taking all the people as is?”

    “No, just you and I are going. As long as the body returns, vague power is a hindrance.”

    “Oh, I see.”

    “In the meantime, you guys have something to do.”

    He said while looking at the remaining hunting dogs and the prince’s army.

    “Stay here and guard the front of the pit. I’m sure the canyon isn’t just about the guys the dragons just killed.”

    The Dragonian Chief nodded.

    “The tribes are scattered and torn apart. There are quite a few people targeting this sacred place.”

    “Okay, that means we’re leaving them behind.”

    Even excluding Kaltara, hunting dogs are strong.

    And the prince is a central-level knight.

    It’s enough to stop the dragons coming in.

    Deltain opened the interface.

    1. Arrive at the Dragon Shrine. (Incomplete)

    2. Awaken the seal of the Holy Land. (Incomplete)

    3. Face the master of the martyrs. (Incomplete)

    4. Keep the heat down. (Incomplete)

    There are 4 items.

    The quest is pretty intuitive.

    All you have to do is find the owner of the martyr down there and kill him.

    There is no need to check further.

    “Then let’s go.”

    Kaltara followed suit and stood up.

    Agnes smiled next to Deltan.

    “Come back.”

    “Stay calm.”

    “I’m not a child.”

    “What you’re doing is at that level, so why.”

    When Deltan snorted, Agnes said ‘Hmph’ and her smile deepened.

    And then he whispered.

    “Children don’t cry like that in bed.”

    “… .”

    Deltan’s eyes widened at the attack that came without warning.

    For some reason, there was an auditory hallucination lingering in my ears.

    Agnes patted Deltan’s butt and continued whispering.

    “Come back quickly. If you finish it soon, I’ll give you something nice as a reward.”

    It was a statement that stimulated the imagination.

    Deltan closed his mouth and then walked towards the sinkhole with rough steps.

    “… Good things are shit.”

    My voice was shaking a little.

    Deltan tried not to feel ashamed of it.

    This is because it is obvious that if you recognize it, you will become even more embarrassed.

    “Kaltara, here we go!”

    “I understand!”

    Deltan, standing at the end of the sinkhole, fell straight down.

    It begins to fall freely, with everything including clothes and hair flying around.

    The longer the fall, the less oxygen it feels like.

    ‘I haven’t felt anything yet.’

    How far do I have to go to feel something strange?

    It was a moment of thought.

    Grumbling-

    Flames fell from the bottom and began to gather in various places.

    It soon took on the shape of a knight wearing full plate.

    At the same time, what is felt is a certain flow.

    It was a very strong scent of mana.

    Just-

    Deltan snapped his fingers.

    A body that was free falling toward the floor suddenly spins and loses acceleration.

    It soon became fixed in the air and was about to soar toward the ceiling when Deltain stopped the magic.

    And landed on the floor.

    Kaltara also landed late.

    thud!

    “Oh! It’s a knight of flame, so something really interesting comes out!”

    Curiosity formed in Kaltara’s eyes.

    Deltain checked the quest once again.

    1. Arrive at the Dragon Shrine. (Wan)

    2. Awaken the seal of the Holy Land. (Incomplete)

    3. Face the master of the martyrs. (Incomplete)

    4. Keep the heat down. (Incomplete)

    There is no mention of the Knight of Flame even in the article.

    In other words, it is a small piece.

    ‘It’s a waste of time to be held captive.’

    If it were a seal, there would definitely be an altar or something.

    You can see a passage behind where the Flame Knights are standing, so you can go in there.

    “Kaltara.”

    “Say it!”

    “Put it away.”

    Kaltara laughed out loud and ran away.

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