âFirst, letâs tell Sir Ectorâ¦â¦.â
Cadelâs eyes widened slightly as he turned his head in Yozenâs direction. The man who had stood at a distance a moment ago was now crouched down beside him. Cadelâs chest heaved in surprise at the sight of Yozenâs blemish-free, white face right next to him.
ââ¦â¦I thought I was getting used to it by now.â
The stealthy, not-quite-human movements never really seemed to sink in. Instead of straightening up and closing the distance between him and Yozen, Cadel turned to face him out of the corner of his eye.
His head was fixed in the direction of the magic circle, but he didnât seem particularly interested in the magic circle; it was more like heâd been sitting in front of it for so long that heâd decided to join in.
âSpeaking of which, how did you end up dealing with Sellev? Itâs not like you would have gotten to her first.â
âI watched her at first, hoping to kill her, but when she remained motionless, I realized something was wrong, so I approached.â
âAnd then what?â
âShe wanted me to get her a magician, so I tried to kill her right away, but I needed to know whyâ¦â¦.â
Yozen, who had been speaking diligently, suddenly fell silent.
ââ¦â¦.Yozen?â
He tilted his head slightly and pressed the corners of his mouth together. As Cadel waited in bewilderment, unable to understand the reason for his sudden behavior, Yozenâs reddened earlobe peeked out of the corner of his eye. He casually reached out and rubbed his fevered earlobe, and Yozen jerked away, flinching.
âWhatâs wrong?â
ââ¦â¦Nothing.â
âI donât think so. Donât stop talking, Iâm curious.â
Despite Cadelâs insistent urging, Yozen didnât open his clam-like mouth.
It was because he couldnât bring himself to say it. Cadel would be pleased if he found out why the demon wanted the magician. How could he tell Cadel that?
He wanted to extract information from the enemy and then dispose of it neatly so that Cadel would be sure to praise him.
Yozen simply wanted to be adored. He was so taken by Cadelâs promise of more love that he acted instinctively, like a child craving affection. This was not normal. Even if he was extracting information from the demons, it shouldnât be for his own gratification.
The fact that he craved Cadelâs affection was slowly turning into self-doubt. Yozen was digging furiously when he realized that he was alone in his anguish. Studying his expression, Cadel patted Yozen on the back as he tilted away from his touch.
âYou did well, Yozen. You held her down instead of killing her right away, so we can learn something new.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âItâs all thanks to you, Yozen.â
Cadel didnât know exactly what was going on in Yozenâs mind, but their last conversation had made this much clearer. When dealing with Yozen, the only answer was moving forward. There was no point in knocking gently on his door and waiting for an answer. He had already built up several layers of walls, and you could never get close enough to him without smashing them down.
So donât hold back on expressing yourself just because Yozen isnât expressing himself. He had to give Yozen lots of love until he got used to being loved.
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Cadel stood up with a small smile as he glanced at the favorability window that had been waiting for him.
âDo you want a hug as a compliment?â
ââ¦â¦Itâs alright.â
âGot it.â
As if he knew what Yozen was getting at, Cadel stood up and leaned down to grab Yozenâs head in a tight embrace.
âDonât, donât do that.â
The sudden embrace left Yozen stuttering and speechless, but Cadel didnât care. Yozenâs hair was a mess from the tight embrace, and Cadel smirked as he let go of his reddened face.
âLetâs go. First, we have to finalize the bet.â
* * *
Unsurprisingly, the bet was in favor of the Scarlet Scales Knight Order. Putting aside the basic differences in their individual abilities, they had disrupted the other team with more enthusiasm than anyone else.
âIt was a slim margin, and if Iâd known it would be like this, Iâd have tried to appease your fairy.â
âIf youâd brought a three-layer cake into the forest, maybe weâd have gotten away with it.â
The Scarlet Scales Knight Order had hunted 89 monsters. The Guardian Knight Order had 45. It was a difference, to say the least, but Cadel didnât dare stroke Ectorâs ego.
âAnyway, keep your word, and let us get a good rest while the Guardian Knight Order does the hard work.â
ââ¦â¦Youâll have to get over that habit of yours. What a waste of a chance to get to know you. Itâs a shame.â
âI wouldnât say thatâs a bad thing.â
âPerhaps itâs because youâre a magician, but youâre very good at reading between the lines.â
With a wry smile, Ector turned to walk away, intent on recharging his menâs low morale.
âSir Ector.â
âYes?â
âI have something important to tell you. I hope you have a moment.â
âMore important than recharging the morale of my men after their disastrous defeat at the hands of a junior Knight Order?â
âOf course.â
Ector cocked his head at Cadel, who, unlike when heâd checked the outcome of the bet, was not smiling.
âTell me.â
Cadel recounted his meeting with Sellev, what she had told him, the magic circle she had shown him, and the outline of his findings. When he had finished, Ector turned to Cadel for guidance.
ââ¦â¦This is the first magic circle Iâve ever seen. Iâve traveled to many battlefields, but Iâve never heard of a magic circle that can change form.â
âIâve never seen it either, and the part about it only responding to demonic energy. I think we need to summon the imperial magicians.â
âThat wonât be possible right away. Many of our magicians have been absent since the beginning of the war, and those that remain are busy constructing the cityâs defensesâ¦â¦.â
Ector, who had been rubbing his forehead as if it hurt, let out a low sigh.
âIf youâre right, that demon left us a hint in hopes that weâd cross over into the Demon Realm, and I donât think itâs going to disappear anytime soon, so weâd better prioritize preservation for now.â
âLooks like my rest is over.â
âBlame it on the fact that you are a capable magician. Iâll try to gather as many imperial magicians as I can, but until they arrive, you may as well rest, for itâs not as if overworking yourself will produce quick results.â
Cadel meekly agreed to Ectorâs suggestion. He was right, grunting in front of the magic circle alone would not solve the problem.
âJust when I thought I could just wait for the results of the summit, Sellev throws me an assignment, and Iâm stuck with a list of things to do, and I donât see myself resting.â
Rather than get frustrated by the mountain of work in front of him, Cadel decided to focus on the nectar of rest he was about to enjoy.
* * *
While the Guardian Knight Order was out scouting for monsters, the Scarlet Scales Knight Order had settled into a nearby inn and decided to take their own time. If they wanted to train, they would train; if they wanted to sleep, they would sleep; if they wanted to explore the town, they would explore. Cadel set his subordinates free to bask in the glow of victory.
Of course, the rest they wanted was time with Cadel, but if they all indulged their greed, Cadel would have to go straight to his next task without rest. So they agreed among themselves (unbeknownst to Cadel) to go about their business without seeing him except at meal times.
Thanks to their generosity, Cadel was able to enjoy a well-deserved rest.
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ãHuman Realm Invasion Progression: 03%ã
After sleeping in all day and eating a hearty dinner, Cadel lay back in bed and stared blankly at the system window on the ceiling.
âSir Ector says the summit doesnât seem to be going as smoothly as he had hoped.â
Despite the successful dismantling of the great magic circle, the war was still ongoing. The allies could not meet in one place as before. The kings of the allied nations were attempting to hold talks via special communicators. However, delays and miscommunications have slowed their progress, and the story of Sellev and the magic circle had yet to be told.
âWell, itâs only a matter of time before itâs resolved.â
The same could be said for the progress of the invasion. The Guardian Knight Orderâs diligence in exterminating monsters had slowed the progress of the invasion.
âThe imperial magicians said theyâd wait until after the summit to summon me, soâ¦â¦. Good, I can rest longer than I thought.â
Cadelâs expression relaxed at the positive conclusion. So what was he going to do with the rest of the day? He could go back to sleep, or have a midnight snack. A leisurely walk wouldnât hurt either. Alcohol didnât appeal to him after his recent binge, but a few beers would be refreshing.
As his mind drifted more and more toward drinking, a manâs face popped into his mind.
âCome to think of it, I havenât seen Garuel all day.â
Heâd spent most of the day in bed, so he didnât know what everyone was up to, but Garuel hadnât shown his face at the dinner table, either. Lydon said he was holed up in a corner training, but he never showed up for late lunch or dinner.
âHeâd be the first one to come up to me for a drinkâ¦â¦.â
Training without drinking? It seemed a little strange.
âIâll go look for him.â
Muttering some inaudible excuse, Cadel scrambled to his feet, pulled on his thin coat, and left the room.
It took him exactly a full hour and 18 minutes to find Garuel after leaving the inn so curiously. After searching every nook and cranny of the town, he found Garuel in a clearing on the outskirts. It was a very small clearing, with tall trees rising up like a wall around it, and it took him a while to realize that there was a space beyond.
âGaruel!â
ââ¦â¦Knight Commander?â
Cadel let out a sound that bordered on exasperation when he finally found Garuel. He stalked over to Garuel, who stood dumbfounded, clutching his sword, and grumbled through his red, frozen nose.
âWhy are you here? Lydon said youâd be in a corner somewhere, but I didnât think it would be this far back.â
âDid you come looking for me?â
âWouldnât you know it? I thought about just giving up, but then I decided it was worth the walk, so I decided to come here. Ugh, itâs freezing!â
Had he known this would happen, he would have stayed in his room and slept. At Cadelâs whimpering, Garuel chuckled softly and lowered his sword.
âI was looking for a place off the beaten path, and here I am. If Iâd known youâd be here, Iâd have told you where to find me. Come here.â
With outstretched arms, Garuel immediately pulled Cadel into his arms. Normally, Cadel would have been busy pushing him away, asking what he was doing, but right now, Cadel desperately needed the warmth of his practiced body.
Cadel let out a languid breath as he warmed up in Garuelâs arms.
ââ¦â¦I didnât even see you when you were eating. Have you been practicing here all day?â
âI brought a quick bite to eat. Itâs a shame I missed the meal with you, but I needed somewhere to focus.â
âYou donât look right. I thought you were going out for drinks.â
âWell, Iâm a pretty sober guy as far as Iâm concerned.â
Of course, Garuel wasnât a slacker when it came to practicing. But he was also not the kind of guy who trained so diligently that heâd let a golden break like this pass him by. After a few moments of silence, Cadel pushed himself away from the warmth and looked up at Garuel. The unmasked face was sending him a friendly glance.
âDonât push yourself.â
âIâm not pushing myself. This is just a warm-up. Iâm just trying to build up my stamina to match yoursâ¦â¦.â
âYouâre doing this for Lawrence.â
Garuelâs expression stiffened slightly at the stern words. Cadel pulled Garuelâs slackened arm off his shoulder and patted him on the chest, silencing him.
âStop abusing yourself, and come play with me.â