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The knights interrupted Lawrenceâs attempts to use the summoning circle but did not stop him entirely. Ector decided it was better to overlook Lawrenceâs retreat and allow him to regain his power than to kill him here.
Cadel also did not order his subordinates to pursue Lawrence. Instead, he stayed by Garuelâs side, fearing that he would charge Lawrence.
âYou didnât go after him. He was screaming that he was going to kill you.â
Luckily, Garuel didnât chase after Lawrence; he simply watched him disappear. When Lawrence was out of sight, the corners of Garuelâs mouth tugged up in a sigh.
âI donât yet have the strength to kill him in one fell swoop like Sir Yozen, so alas, itâs on hold for now.â
âGood thinking. â¦â¦By the way, whereâs Yozen?â
Ashvkaâs death was quickly followed by Lawrenceâs escape, so Cadel didnât keep an eye on Yozen. When he looked for him later, he was nowhere to be seen.
âYozen! Where are you?â
Cadel shouted at the top of his lungs. Cadelâs face hardened with the anxiety that was creeping in.
âDarling! I got him!â
Lydon called Cadel from out of nowhere. When Lydon said he didnât see Lawrence running away, he immediately chased after him and harassed him. In Lydonâs hands, wide-eyed and reminiscent of a cat whoâs just found a funny toy, was Yozen, shielding his eyes with his arms.
Lydon tossed Yozen to the ground, his eyes twinkling as if he wanted Cadelâs approval. Cadel patted Lydonâs head a couple of times, then looked at Yozenâs condition.
âWhere the hell have you been that Lydon picked you up, and why are you covering your eyes again?â
âDonât look.â
âWhatâs wrong? Are you hurt?â
Cadel tugged at the arm covering his eyes, but it didnât budge. If something was so bad that Yozen didnât want to be seen, he deserved to know.
As Yozen continued to try to hide, the separated Van and Lumen joined the group. Soon surrounded by his comrades, Yozen barely spoke as Cadel ordered his subordinates to remove the arm covering his eyes.
âItâs been a while since Iâve used my skills, Iâm still feeling the effects, itâs disgustingâ¦â¦â¦.â
âIâll be the judge of that. You donât have to show me unless youâre hurt or uncomfortable, but I wouldnât find it repulsive if you had six eyes in here. Didnât I say something similar to you a while ago?â
âItâs different to see it in person.â
âThen show me. Why are you so afraid of my reaction already, Yozen?â
Cadel had no intention of forcing him to reveal what he was trying to hide, but he also had no intention of letting his self-esteem suffer from unnecessary worry.
âJust me. Come on.â
He said soothingly, pulling his face close to Yozenâs, and the hesitant Yozen slowly lowered his arms.
And then, like a bursting thread, dark energy enveloped the corners of Yozenâs eyes, and in place of the pupils was a black abyss.
The dark energy pulsing from the corners of his eyes and the darkness that surrounded them was certainly spooky. But Cadel was more concerned with the lowered eyebrows, the tightened mouth, and the uncontrollable twitching of his lips than his strange eyes.
âNot repulsive at all. Itâs pretty.â
ââ¦â¦Thereâs no way itâs pretty.â
âYou think Iâm lying? Then listen to my heartbeat, my breathing, whatever.â
Yozenâs tension eased slightly at the stroke of Cadelâs brow. He accepted Cadelâs touch and began to slowly channel his dark energy. With Cadelâs calm patience, Yozen quickly regained his composure, but the other subordinates watching them were unimpressed.
âWhat a fox. Sticking by the Commander like that, any second now heâll be burying his face in Commanderâs chest to hear his heartbeat.â
âNot bad, Sir Yozen. You know Knight Commanderâs weaknesses very well.â
âAre you all just jealous of Yozen? You canât afford to be, so youâre making a big deal out of nothing. You must be insecure about your relationship with the Leader.â
âAhaha! Lumen, are you crying?â
Now that Cadel had pushed the other subordinates aside in favor of Yozen, all they could do was express their timid jealousy.
Fortunately, their jealousy didnât last long. Just as Yozen was wrapping up his dark energy charge, Ector, who had also come to check on his men, found Cadel.
âYou are indeed an elite knight. I have seen many battles, but never have I been so impressed with an individualâs skill as I was today.â
Ector was quite impressed with Yozenâs performance in defeating Ashvka, and he continued to heap praise on him. The real party, Yozen, ducked out of sight as soon as he saw Ector approaching.
âThanks to the help of the Guardian Knight Order, we were able to do it. If you hadnât stopped Ashvkaâs movements, my subordinate would have had a hard time.â
Cadel continued to talk to Ector with an air of humility he didnât really want to display. Ector, who had been laughing heartily, suddenly averted his gaze and cleared his throat. Before he could ask why Ectorâs face suddenly stiffened, he heard a familiar voice behind him.
âThe Scarlet Scales Knight Order is at it again, isnât it? I really tried to hold out until the end this time, but damn itâ¦â¦. I wasnât expecting that.â
It was Dreyfe. He looked like a mummy with bandages all over his body and resented the fact that he had been taken down by Ashvka.
âBetter to take it easy and survive than to go all the way and die. You almost died.â
âIt doesnât matter because Iâm alive thanks to someone.â
âThatâs true. Where is your gratitude?â
ââ¦â¦Thanks.â
Dreyfe pouted his lips in a timid bow and rolled his eyes. He turned to Ector, who stood tall and stiff with a stern expression on his face.
âI apologize, Commander. I was caught off guard.â
âA man leading a battalion of soldiers is caught off guard? Look back at the battles youâve been in where youâve had little time for such excuses.â
ââ¦â¦Yes.â
âI hope you donât make the same reckless mistake of rushing in without a second thought again.â
It was a far cry from how Ector had treated Cadel, but he could at least offer a word of praise to a man who had fought so hard. Cadel wondered if Ector was always so ruthless when dealing with his subordinates.
While he was thinking about it, Dreyfe returned to his men, demoralized by Ectorâs tirade. Cadel watched Dreyfeâs back as he walked away, stunned, and tried to come up with a compliment of his own.
ââ¦â¦Iâm also late in thanking you, but thank you so much!â
As soon as Cadel turned his head, he saw the hulking figure bending down from the waist to offer his thanks.
Pardon? What, what suddenly happenedâ¦â¦. You shouldnât do that, Sir Ector, there are many eyes on you.â
Embarrassed, Cadel stooped down to help Ector to his feet, the last thing he wanted was for rumors to start that âThe Commander of the Guardian Knight Order bowed his head in front of the Commander of the Scarlet Scales Knight Orderâ.
Barely able to get Ectorâs face to lift, Ector revealed a simple expression of relief and gratitude, not a trace of his earlier coldness. He grasped Cadelâs hand with a cauldron-like grip and shook it violently.
âMy little son was going to die, so my mind was blank for a moment, and if it hadnât been for you, I would have dropped the battle and everything and gone to rescue Dreyfe.â
âPardonâ¦â¦? Sonâ¦â¦?â
âI will never forget this favor. I promise you this, not as a knight of the Empire, but as the father of a son.â
Could it be that Ector was now calling that cranky and arrogant Dreyfe his son? From appearance to personality, there was no resemblance. Cadelâs body, stunned by this unexpected blood connection, swayed like a paper doll in response to Ectorâs enthusiastic gesture.
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Smack!
A sharp slap echoed through the room, a sharp blow to the flesh.
Smack! Smack!
At the end of each successive blow, a ragged, heated breath hung in the air, like a growl. Emilia wiped her red, swollen palms and stared at the man kneeling before her.
âYou have lost everything, Lord Lawrence. No allies, no dignity, nothing youâve saved. Is this what the House of Highweald is made of?
ââ¦â¦I apologize, Your Majesty, and I will not make any excuses; it is all my fault.â
âIf it were my father standing here instead of me, My Lord, your head would have been separated from your body before you could utter your apology.â
Emilia took a small, deep breath, her eyes flashing with killing intent. Both of Lawrenceâs cheeks were red and swollen to the point of black and blue after his regenerative powers had been terminated, but he did little to elicit her sympathy.
âIf I do not, it is not because I am kinder or more generous than my father, but because I have a very calculated judgment that your presence might be of some use before this war is over.â
âI will prove it to you.â
The eyes that held Lawrenceâs were bloodshot with fatigue and stress. Emilia swiped a hand across her face, which had been haggard for days.
âI need time, Lord Lawrence.â
Her eyes glinted through the slits in her hands, a sinister glint of fury mixed with madness. The frustration of the past few days had been steadily eating away at her sanity. She had a hysterical urge to leap to her feet and rip the humansâ throats out alive and drink their blood.
âThe magic circles we planted in the Human Realm have been disarmed one after the other due to the failure of our previous tactics, and the demons who flocked to the Empire have drowned in defeat. Nothing is going according to plan.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âI realize, of course, that imagination and reality are different. But I didnât expect to be interrupted like this like Iâd been spied on, everything.â
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âIâm not looking for consolation, Lord Lawrence.â
She interrupted sharply, her finely polished features revealing a wry smile.
âAt this rate, the humans will destroy all of the magic circles, and then try to seal the Demon Realm once more. The Stone of Peace. You remember that cursed object from the gods, donât you?â
âOf course. There is not a demon who does not remember the shame of that day.â
âThe humans will try to find the stone again. Those six hateful humans and one fairy who went on a rampage with the godsâ protection on their backs. Theyâll try to find the stone they left behind and perform the sealing ceremony.â
Emilia let out a small gasp. It was hard to accept that they had been cornered this early in a war they had prepared for so long. But she had to admit it. The victory was still in the hands of the humans, and in order to liberate the Demon Realm, they had to be prepared for the worst and turn the tables.
âWe need to find out where the stone is in the Human Realm before they do. We need time to explore.â
âIf we take the stone from them, the sealing wonât even have a chance to begin. If the Demon Realm is open, thereâs always a chanceâ¦â¦.â
âWe wonât take it from them. Itâs enough to prevent them from finding the stone.â
Meeting her determined gaze, Lawrenceâs eyes widened as if he realized something.
âOne stone from the Human Realm canât seal it. Theyâll have to come down here themselves, and weâre a race that has spent our entire lives defending this dark place.â
In the past, humans who have gotten their hands on the âStone of Peaceâ needed to infiltrate the Demon Realm to seal it. But even the talented Seven Knights were unable to preserve their lives. The âStone of Peaceâ that remained in the Demon Realm today was a relic of the Seven Knights and evidence of their murder.
If they could destroy the humans who descended to the Demon Realm to obtain the stone, and take it from them. This time, it would be the Human Realm that would be sealed.
The Demon Realm had no place to retreat. Under Emiliaâs command, they had no choice but to move forward, risking their lives.
Lawrence, who had accepted her will, slowly opened his mouth.
âBefore that, there are some humans you should know, Your Majesty.â