episode_0165

“What are you doing here, Transylvia…!”

“It’s none of your business what others do, is it?”

Transylvia, the assassin.

And next to her, the Frost Lord.

The expressions of the two facing the Great Demon twisted.

What was the Frost Lord, who ruled the North, doing in Elvengard?

And why was the assassin Transylvia standing by his side?

The Great Demon couldn’t understand the situation unfolding before his eyes.

Although she was now walking a different path, Transylvia was once a tool of the Four Kings.

Furthermore, Transylvia was originally afraid of the Great Demon.

Not so much afraid of the Great Demon himself, but of ‘him’ behind him.

But Transylvia only seemed slightly tense at first.

After glancing at the Great Demon, she quickly revealed her intentions and stepped forward.

This greatly surprised the Great Demon.

“Aren’t you afraid…?”

“What? Are you abandoned by ‘him’? That’s a funny thing to say.”

Caught.

The fact that ‘his’ power had disappeared was exposed.

Now the Great Demon had neither the qualification nor the strength to open the door to ‘him’.

Seemingly aware of this, Transylvia now faced the Great Demon directly.

She seemed ready to attack at any moment.

“I don’t know who you are, but since you’re Yu Jin’s enemy, I have to kill you. Maybe if you surrender quietly, there’s a chance you’ll live. How about being captured and humiliated in front of Yu Jin?”

“Stop with the nonsense…!”

“Then let’s fight?”

Yerina’s expression turned cold as she gripped her sword.

The Great Demon felt there was no room for compromise.

Although it was their first meeting.

The Frost Lord, already harboring a lot of hostility, was ready for battle.

“Hahaha!!!”

“…?”

Suddenly, the Great Demon burst into laughter.

Yerina tensed up in response.

‘They call him the Great Demon. The one who made the mayor of Cologne his servant…!’

He was not an easy opponent.

Thinking so, Yerina began to prepare herself thoroughly.

At the moment when she was on edge, not knowing what attack might come from this being from another realm.

“What are you doing, Frost Lord! Attack now!”

“What? But what are we going to do-”

“That brat’s true form is weak enough for you to handle with one hand!”

“…?!”

Transylvia shouted and sprang forward.

The Great Demon weak?

He couldn’t believe that a being who wielded such powerful magic could be weak.

As Transylvia leaped forward with her sword, the Great Demon unleashed a massive amount of magic in all directions as easily as shedding a coat.

This obscured their vision momentarily.

As Yerina scattered the magic with her own mana, the Great Demon was already fleeing into the dungeon.

“Wait… She’s expending this much power just to escape?”

“She’s always been like that. A talent who either runs away or leeches off others’ abilities. Even if she uses all that magic in a fight, she can’t beat me alone.”

“If you’re too weak to beat someone like me, you must be really weak. Surprising. I was prepared to risk my life against the Great Demon.”

“…”

Weakling.

It was the first time Transylvia had ever heard such a word, and she couldn’t help but stiffen her expression.

Only the Frost Lord could treat an assassin like this.

She wanted to retort, but knowing that Yerina would easily defeat her in a rematch, Transylvia decided to keep quiet.

“Thank you, Frost Lord…!”

“The Frost Lord has come to help!”

“Pallana has come to support Elvengard!”

The surroundings became noisy.

Reinforcements from the Elvengard army arrived.

As the injured were being treated and the defenses of the dungeon were being reinforced, the sound of praising Yerina erupted from all directions.

Yerina simply sighed in annoyance and turned away.

“Hello, Lord Frost. I am Rex, a high-ranking warrior of Elvengard. Thank you for facing the enemy while reinforcements were delayed.”

“It seems like your security is quite lax. At this rate, Elvengard might end up being conquered by the dungeon, don’t you think?”

“······.”

“If you need help with the defenses, how about I lend a hand?”

“Sure. Those elves don’t seem very capable, so why don’t you watch over them, Transylvia.”

Leaving Transylvia in front of the dungeon.

Lord Frost entered Elvengard following the guidance of the high-ranking warrior.

“They called us because of the dungeon. But they didn’t mention that it belongs to a great demon······.”

He was a bit, no, very perplexed.

Elvengard had requested support, so he came to assess the situation and decide whether to send troops.

He never expected a battle to break out from the beginning.

The so-called great demon was considered weak in the realm of beings like Transylvia or Yerina.

If faced with ordinary soldiers, he seemed capable of handling tens of thousands alone.

Although this high-ranking warrior seemed quite strong.

It was obvious that he wouldn’t stand a chance against the great demon.

It seemed like they were in a hurry.

Passing through Elvengard, he noticed many mercenaries lying around on the streets.

The fact that the elves, who were extremely cautious of outsiders, allowed mercenaries into the city was surprising.

Even many citizens had packed their belongings and prepared to evacuate.

It was clear that Elvengard was in a state of crisis.

Since they couldn’t call mercenaries anymore, were they now seeking help from foreign forces?

It seemed that Elvengard’s prestige had declined, and it wouldn’t be easy to return to its former glory.

Yerina had a moment of unease.

Amidst the commotion, more carriages approached from behind.

Racing towards each other, two carriages arrived almost simultaneously.

As the doors opened.

Two women walked out from opposite sides.

“Uh······?”

“Nice to see you again, Lord Frost?”

“Why, why are Lady, Lady Frost······.”

From the moment he saw the emblem on the carriages, Yerina knew.

But seeing the Saint, Jill Dainer, and the Witch, Yulia Pentenburg, walk out, Yerina was simply astonished.

They had once gathered for a common goal.

Since that day, they never thought they would meet again.

The fact that these three had gathered in one place again was too improbable to be a mere coincidence.

Realizing the reason for their reunion, the three of them widened their eyes.

“What?! No way!”

They had one thing in common.

Yujin.

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It’s coming.

What I have to face.

I felt my heart pounding and I had a premonition.

“Yujin······.”

Stammering.

An unknown person calling my name and grabbing my sleeve.

The unknown person who regained control of their body after being shocked by the attack of Velfegor and Kali.

“Uh······.”

As I touched their head and caressed it, the unknown person closed their eyes and moaned in enjoyment.

Then, at one moment.

The unknown person placed my hand on their chest and said.

“I also······ need help······.”

“······?!”

Something started to shine inside the unknown person’s chest.

When the unknown person removed my hand from their chest, a glowing red mass emerged and formed a circular shape.

It was compressed once more in the hands of the Nameless, taking on a familiar form.

[Kali’s Soul]

[Status: Good]

[A magical tool made from processing Druid Kali’s soul. It will bloom when the time comes.]

[Accumulated amount: 0/62,500]

It was the return of Kali’s soul to the form of a mana stone.

Only with her own power!

And then, as if telling me to take it, the Nameless extended Kali’s soul towards me.

“No. No. Put it back in.”

“Ugh…”

“This is insane. The accumulated amount has been reset to 0.”

The Nameless looked slightly dejected.

In the midst of this, I felt a dizzying sensation.

The accumulated amount had once again become 0.

This meant that until I achieved over 60,000 in accumulation again, I couldn’t return Kali to her soul state.

The plan was on the verge of falling apart.

As I racked my brain trying to come up with a plan, the Nameless seemed to notice my distress and began fiddling with Kali’s soul once again.

“…”

And Kali’s soul, once again, disintegrated and transformed into a fluid form.

It turned back into a crimson light cluster, forming a circular shape at the Nameless’s fingertips.

As the Nameless gathered his hands towards his chest, it slowly seeped into him, losing its light.

Kali’s soul had once again nestled into the Nameless’s soul.

A sigh of relief escaped me.

“Handling souls… You have a talent for it. I didn’t know you had this kind of talent.”

“Help…”

“Yes. It seems like it will be helpful. Thank you.”

“Ugh!”

I was just convinced.

This guy, the Nameless, was no ordinary person.

I didn’t need any skills or abilities to return Kali’s soul to its soul form.

I just had to fill the accumulation and activate the function in the item.

But this guy was different.

Regardless of the item’s function, the Nameless was manipulating Kali’s soul itself.

If the Temulen could only see souls, this guy was at the level of manipulating them at will.

How is this possible, what kind of ability is this, I couldn’t even grasp a clue.

One thing was certain, this ability had endless potential for utilization.

The Nameless must be nurtured, taught, and fully utilized.

Just then, the door opened and Mia entered.

“Yujin. All the guests have arrived.”

“All of them?”

“Yes… They all arrived at the same time.”

“…”

It seemed like Yeri was not the only one who had arrived.

It was time to face the monsters I had created.