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CILIX.

What on earth happened to Gray?

Did I suddenly gain some kind of power or authority that allowed me to see into the minds of the highest level demons?

Is this a newfound power?

Or maybe the seal was broken?

The answer is 60 seconds later… … No, to answer the question, you did not gain anything ‘new’.

That doesn’t mean Gray majored in psychology or anything.

The driving force that allowed him to find an answer close to the truth through conversation with Iwwart was the power he had recently inherited from Muheo, the ‘Eyes Looking Down on the Stars’.

After Gray obtained the ‘Eye of the Stars’, he linked it with the Divine Eye and not only ‘saw’ the top-level demon Iwwart from afar, but also ‘confirmed’ the information with the Divine Eye.

So Gray suddenly had this thought.

Then, can’t we first ‘see’ with the divine eye and ‘confirm’ with the eyes that look down at the stars?

As soon as this highly progressive and constructive question occurred to Gray, he put it to the test.

Against easy-going superhumans.

But why?

It’s so obvious that these sloppy people lie so easily.

It was so bad that it couldn’t even be used as a test sample. There was no need to use the power.

To what extent was it like that?

Catherine, the dean’s granddaughter who had been watching quietly, said confidently that she would definitely marry Gray.

“Hey~. Grandpa, you can’t lie!”

It was to the point where I was even scolded for it.

After his granddaughter’s factual assault, the dean collapsed, clutching his heart, but that was none of Gray’s business.

It’s sad, but it’s closer to the truth that no one there paid any attention to Dean Hu.

Anyway, just as I was thinking about it, something useful for the experiment suddenly appeared.

Furthermore, based on the information revealed in the divine eye, the opponent is a demon of the style of a field commander who dominates the battlefield with strategy and tactics. It would be easier to kill such a demon early.

It’s the type of person who gets very tired when there are too many people under him.

Just like a hero in a strategy simulation game who grants beneficial effects to nearby allies just by existing.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or because the demon wanted it, but in any case, he was able to subdue it for a while, and Gray tested his powers on the demon.

What happened this time?

This is surprisingly very useful.

With the divine eye, he can focus and see not only the information of the demon tribe called Iwwart with his ‘eyes that look down on the stars’, but also all parts of the body, so whenever he lies or is stabbed, he can sense any ‘unnatural’ appearance on his body.

These are things that even you yourself are not aware of.

I thought it was interesting, so I checked in detail and narrowed down the scope, and it all fell into place.

It’s not for nothing that Gray said, “He’s using his head again.”

Of course, unlike when the Stargazing Eye is activated first and information is briefly checked with the Divine Eye, it was quite difficult to use the Stargazing Eye while the Divine Eye was activated.

Because I had to have a conversation while maintaining two powers that are not normal at the same time.

But Gray thought that was a fair price to pay.

Because the synergy between these two powers was a fraud.

Gray knew that the top-tier demons had an ulterior motive.

Gray had been guessing by watching Iwart’s reaction to his statement, which started with ‘There are 122 top-tier demons and upper-tier demons’ and ended with ‘Why didn’t they come out all at once?’

That it was ‘natural’, that it had to be that way, and that he was happy that Gray understood it as ‘everyone could come out at any time, but the Demon King is petty and is sparing them.’

That was as far as Gray could figure out.

But there was a part that even Gray couldn’t figure out.

It was surprising that it was Santa, who always took a step back, who was the first to notice the hidden agenda that could not be found out through questions.

It is only natural that those who knew Santa would be surprised, as Gray, who was confident that he knew everything about the Arcana, was surprised.

But if we realize what we have overlooked, and if we set aside the soft and warm charm that Santa possesses, we will be able to fully understand her sense or touch.

If you were to ask which of the Arcana had the most unfortunate life, you would have to fight with them to find out.

But if you ask who has dealt with the most human figures, Santa is sure that he would win.

In the first place, the dimension in which Santa lived was overly cared for by the gods.

Even the undead were very rare, and the demons were nowhere to be seen. So the Pope was obsessed with politics, and the priests were maintaining dirty relations with the nobles while selling their divine power and authority for ‘money’.

Ironically, then, the most corrupt place was not the central government, but the temple.

Born and raised in that temple, and revered as a saint, Santa would have all the sinister intentions of even the most seasoned politicians exposed in front of her.

“I heard that the reason the Demons have wings is not just to fly. Even without them, they can move around in the air.”

Iwwart was silent. Instead, it was Gray who took Santa’s words. It was as if they were role-playing.

“Then?”

“For seraphim, wings are a symbol of power and strength. My lord.”

“Huh?”

“Similarly, the fallen seraphim, those who lived in the divine realm, did not discard their wings, the symbol of the divine realm that they had abandoned, because they contained power and strength. My lord.”

“Really? Wow! Our Santa! How did you know?”

“I was once a saint. Sometimes I heard divine words. Haha.”

“Then what is the power of that demon tribe?”

“Well~. Wouldn’t you know more about that, my lord?”

Gray and the other Arcanas smiled and nodded at Santa’s unknown words, as if they agreed with what she said.

In other words, the ones who were going crazy were the superhumans who had to watch without any prior information.

“What the hell are you talking about!!”

Among the superhumans, the one with the most impulsive temperament was the Dean and the brain magician Kanbiel, who had a fierce fight for 1st and 2nd place. Of the two, Kanbiel couldn’t hold it in any longer and shouted.

“Witch. Are you ready?”

“Already finished.”

But despite Canviel’s earnest annoyance, Gray did not explain.

If it’s natural, then it’s a natural action.

It’s even stranger that he’s explaining everything in detail to the highest level demon, who is no different from the enemy, right in front of him, as if he’s possessed by a dead ghost and can’t explain anything.

“Do it quickly. What you were going to do.”

Gray’s actions, which were sarcastic and meant to make him snicker, made the other superhumans tremble even more, so how much more must Iwart, the person involved, have felt.

―… … I really want to see that distorted expression.

“Yeah. No.”

-We’ll see. Let’s see who gets what they want.

-The guards- are summoned.

As Iwart’s crimson wings spread open, an enormous amount of energy that had been tightly hidden surged out.

The irony is that a significant amount of that swirling energy contained an energy similar to ‘divine power’.

Was that why?

The divine power of the Gapinshinjang (甲寅神將) summoned by Mei was not affected at all by the power of Migira, the Heavenly Thunder.

The pure and clear energy of thunder spread out in all directions without being affected by the bars of the thunderbolt, and it vomited out a dark and ferocious energy onto Evergreen.

It seemed to be Mana or Force, but it also had a strangely bloody smell, and the aura of a mad dragon was so intense that it successfully ‘summoned’ something to this place without anyone being able to do anything about it.

And while everyone was distracted by that mad energy,

-Get lost.

As if he had drawn out his hidden strength, Iwart broke the heavenly thunderbolt with a single word and came out.

As soon as she came out, the energy that had been fluttering like a flag in a typhoon disappeared.

and,

thud-!

Surrounding Iwwart were black-skinned beings with their heads bowed in a reserved posture.

Beings who appear to be at least intermediate level or higher.

There are 18 strangely shaped demons of all different heights, sizes, and genders.

– How? Do you feel like you’ve been too relaxed now? You wretched human being.

“Iuwart said that, showing a smile with one corner of his mouth raised, similar to the one Gray had shown earlier. And she expected it. That this arrogant, madder-than-the-demon-man would be a little embarrassed.

“Huh? It’s over?”

-But… … ?

“When it appeared with a ‘thud!’ sound effect, I thought something great had come out. But it ended with just summoning a ‘shit-pal (18)’ demon tribe? That’s what happened, witch?”

-Command. Control.

As soon as Gray called the witch, Iwart sensed something ominous and began to hurriedly unleash his power. Then, the momentum of the 18 demons who had been standing still suddenly changed again.

If it had previously been reminiscent of the walls surrounding a castle, it now resembled a giant lance of cavalry charging toward the enemy.

-Madness.

The power of the highest level demons pouring down one after another.

“That, Gray?”

“Shouldn’t we do something?”

Unlike the anxious superhumans, Gray and Arcana were waiting leisurely. If you just look at their faces, Arcana and Gray have the same expression, but in fact, their inner feelings are different.

The Arcana ‘knew’ exactly what the witch did, and Gray ‘believed’ that the witch had done something.

Although it was a slightly different mindset, it was enough to make the top-tier demon Iwwart, who was anxiously spreading his power, impatient.

-Kill him!

-insect!!

Unlike when the humans were previously turned into berserkers through ‘madness’, these demons, called Iwwart’s personal guard, were still of sound mind and full of murderous intent despite being mad, but they had clear eyes.

At the same time, the attack power increase, which is the exclusive property of ‘Gwanghwa’, was properly applied, and the momentum rose rapidly as if jumping rope.

As soon as he gave the order, Iwwart quickly scanned his surroundings.

To confront?

no.

It was to find an opportunity to escape while the guards were running wild. There were six superhumans, and the occasional aura emitted by the women next to the candidate named Gray made my skin tingle.

-Die!

When the captain of the guard and the only high-ranking demon in the guard spoke to Gray like that and brandished a weapon that looked like a fishbone.

“Trigger. Silenda. Fengtian.”

Crunch!

It was the first time that Iwwart had realized that a sound similar to a lock slamming shut could sound so eerie.

-You, cut your flesh and break your bones!!

So, he stammered and unleashed the power that had the chilling meaning of ‘giving flesh and breaking bones.’

But contrary to Iwwart’s wishes, her bodyguards were tied to the floor and could not move.

All he can do is whimper and move his mouth.

Kkeeek―.

Like the scream of an iron frame as an old building tilts under the heavy weight, thick, black chains rose from the ground with a strange sound and began to strangle the bodies of the demons.

-This, this is… … !

What is curious, however, is that the highest-level demon, Iwwart, seems to ‘know’ of these clear, translucent black chains that bind her and her personal guard.

-Oh, how can a human… …!

Clank! Clank!

The sound of something hitting something in succession.

And all the demons except Iwwart collapse to the ground as if they were feeling a strong pressure.

No, it falls down.

-how……?

Iwwart looked into the empty space, as if he was seeing something, and then lowered his gaze again to look at the being that had created this whole situation.

―Assígno… … !!

“It originally belonged to us, Walpurgis.”

The witch didn’t explain in detail.

He answered briefly, then lifted the orb that glowed like a star and infused it with Mana, humming a song.

No, I recited a spell that sounded like a song.

“Regret and reflect until the moment when your soul wears out and returns to nothing.”

Like the Supreme Court Justice’s verdict.

Like the verdict of King Yeomra.

As her last words poured out from the witch’s mouth with a force like an abstraction, Iwwart, who was standing alone and looking at the witch with wavering eyes, buckled his knees.

In the ear of Iwwart, who was in a humiliating position,

“As expected! Everything tastes good when fried, everything is scary when it pops out, and hunting is like a drive!”

I heard Gray mutter something unintelligible.