127 â Demon Lord Maker â 2
After hearing that Gloriaâs disposition had been decided, Priscilla remained quiet until she asked for understanding from the other three and arrived at Duchess Agnesâ house alone. .
The fact that she was sticking close to me didnât change, but if you think about how Priscilla usually behaves when sheâs next to me, it was the same as staying still.
âWhat do you think, Priscilla?â
ââ¦â¦ I do not know.â
The others who had been tangled up with the succubus had already been dealt with, and Gloria was the last one. Even though she was rotten, she was still the dukeâs daughter, so it seemed like a more in-depth discussion was needed.
According to the words of the Magic Tower owner, there were many concerns about disposal. He personally went around bewitching the children of noble families, but the bewitched ones were useless chaffs to any mate and their numbers were not very large.
âIt may be thanks to my family that I was able to treat it as a worry.â
If she had been the daughter of a moderate nobleman, or even a commoner, she would have been executed without any reason. The title of duke was such a heavy position.
âWe have the final decision anyway, so we can think about it slowly.â
âYes⦠â¦.â
We received notification that the disposition had been decided, but the real decision-making authority was not ours. Otherwise, there would be no way to say something like, âIf there is another plan, I will follow it.â
Iâm not the type of person who said it out of courtesy. If that were the case, I would have used the same words, saying, âI will consider everything thoroughly.â I donât know the exact reason, but I thought it had something to do with Priscilla always hanging around with me.
âYes. She still hasnât changed what she said last time when she said it was okay to kill her. âIâll leave it to you, Mira.â
Last time she stopped by the Dukeâs house and her Priscilla smashed her fatherâs hand. She looked down at Priscilla. She looked a little more depressed than usual. I could tell because she spent a lot of time hanging around.
Instead of offering words of comfort, he gently pulled her into his arms and stroked her head. As if this was the right answer, an arm wrapped around my back. There was a lot of strength in her arms that hugged me.
âWhat are you doing to my daughter now?â
â⦠â¦.â
This would have been a perfect consolation even if the duke had not discovered this. Unfortunately, the timing seemed to be off.
As soon as Duke Maximilian saw the two of us embracing each other, a twinkle in his eye lit up, and he strode towards us, distorting his face as he saw fit. Was it a bit dangerous to do this right in front of the Dukeâs house?
However, I wasnât worried.
âDonât come any closer. Dad.â
Because the one I was hugging was Priscilla.
Priscilla stopped the Duke without even looking behind her with her cold wind-blown tone. She stopped in place as if the Duke had attracted her feet with a magnet.
âPriscilla⦠â¦.â
âDonât even talk to me. âI have to leave.â
Priscilla, who stopped the duke with a few words, wriggled and snuggled deeper into my arms. The Duke looked at her and looked as if he would shed tears of blood.
âLeave it like this. Because I am the happiest I have ever been in my life. If Mira or the people around her are at a disadvantage because of this, they will never call me dad and never see me again. Do you understand, Dad?â
âKeuuuâ¦â¦ !â
Duke Maximilian, who received the ultimatum, knelt on the ground like a dying person. Priscilla said, âDid I do well?â Her head stuck out with triumphant expression on her face.
âIf you pet it now, itâs teabagging.â
But if you donât care, their relationship will take a turn for the worse. You will think that my rejection is due to the duke.
I took her hand, chuckling inwardly at this ironic situation where I had to act in such an unreasonable way by stroking my daughterâs head in front of her for her sake.
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âDuchess Agnes will allow it, but Maximilian himself will never forgive it.â
ââ¦â¦ Yes.â
Honestly, even if it were me, if something like that had happened in front of her eyes, she wouldnât have forgiven me.
Arrived at the location informed by the Lord of the Magic Tower, avoiding the eyes of her daughter and receiving the hot gaze of the duke. It was the villa of Duchess Agnes. Several familiar-looking magic tower lords were guarding the side.
âAre you here? âMummy Krait.â
As soon as the black horse Top Lord standing in front of me saw me, he even used his honorific and bowed his head. The Duke, who was confused for a moment, looked back at me in amazement, as if he had put together all the possibilities in his head.
âNo wayâ¦â¦ âWere you the inventor of the healing magic?â
There was no need to hide it from the Duke, so he nodded.
If you look at the magic tower lord doing that and calmly think about the causal relationship with recent events, itâs not difficult to deduce, but completing it in a way that makes sense in just a few seconds is a completely different problem.
Befitting the head of the family, he seemed to have quite an unusual mind.
âIf thatâs enough, youâre fully qualified to take responsibility for your daughter, right?â
âMummy⦠â¦.â
Hearing my words, Priscilla hugged me in her arms with a sorrowful voice.
The Dukeâs reputation as the developer of healing magic must have been enormous, and his eyes were almost completely filled with hostility, belying the words he had uttered earlier that he would never forgive.
It seemed like he couldnât say it out loud because of his pride.
âForget what you just saw.â
âI will.â
After passing by the owner of the Dark Tower and threatening him not to spread rumors, he stood in front of the door of the annex. The Dark Magic Tower owner immediately followed and lifted the barrier on the door.
After that, I had to disarm as many as 11 more barriers before I was finally able to reach the room on the second floor where Gloria was located. It wasnât particularly dangerous, so I wondered why they put so much effort into creating the barrier.
âIâ¦â¦ âMummy Krait.â
The warlock who lifted the last barrier cautiously took his luck. Duke Maximilian still seemed astonished to see the arrogant tower lord bowing down to me.
âWhen did you start using the mana breathing method that Valera told you about the other dayâ¦? ⦠I have absolutely no intention of discouraging you, Mira! âIâm just really curious, so please forgive me if I feel rude!â
âFinish other things first. It will start before the academy goes on vacation. âOkay?â
âOf course! âI will pass it on that way!â
After confirming that only three people were left, I opened the door. I saw Gloria drinking tea, as if trying to somehow calm her trembling body.
Of course, there was little effect. When I took a sip, ten times as much tea water was scattered on the floor. It was incredible that not only the table, sofa, and carpet, but even the dress she was wearing was soaked.
âMi, mummy crate!â
As soon as Gloria saw me, she straightened up. She looked exactly like Priscilla, and her face still had that tinge of venom in it, but perhaps because of a series of events, her spirit had quite died down. It seemed to be roughly around 0.8 Priscilla.
Then, instead of trembling and trying to approach me, I looked at Priscilla who was clinging to me and Duke Maximilian, who showed up a step late, and then he hesitantly backed away.
âAh, father.â
âYou must have heard that your disposition has been decided.â
âYes⦠â¦.â
âDonât be rude and protect your honor as a member of the Agnes family.â
The duke handed down his sentence in an extremely cold voice and turned to go that way.
âAre you dying?â
âAs a father, I donât want to see my daughter disposed of. Donât look at me and do it yourself. âYou can even finish the execution if you want.â
Gloriaâs face turned pale, as if she had realized what kind of treatment she had been subjected to by what she had just said, but the Duke walked out without even looking back.
âPlease save me! I donât want to die yet! âI will do anything, please!â
Gloria, who was almost crawling, grabbed me by the leg of my pants. She slapped Priscillaâs hand away with a look on her face as if she was touching something dirty.
âThere is no request that sounds as weightless as saying I will do whatever they do. Because thereâs really nothing you can do. âThe magic will still be there, so why should I accept it?â
This is the magic I left behind for Gloria a long time ago. She left it lying around since she didnât have any use for it, but itâs still working.
âWell, then what do I have to do to have weight?! Yes?! What should I do?!â
âNothing. Method.â
âAh, ahâ¦â¦.â
Despite Priscillaâs interference, her persistent hold on me lost her grip. Gloria began to cry bitterly. She didnât feel particularly sorry for her. Isnât she self-employed anyway?
Itâs a minor crime compared to what she committed in the original work, but in the end, my connection with the demons is my connection.
âCan I just cut off the head and be done with it?â
While she was thinking about what to do, a good idea suddenly occurred to her.
âYou said you wanted to live forever young and beautiful, right?â
ââ¦â¦ Yes? Uh, how could thatâ¦â¦.â
âThere is one way.â
âIâm sorry, I was wrong. I donât want to die. Please save me, please save me, please save me, please save me.â
Her succubi looked at Gloria, who had crawled to her corner, knelt down, covered her eyes, and was shaking her head, half with a mixture of her pity and her doubts.
âA human being a succubus?â
The succubus in front asked a question. Her name is Cliona. She was the succubus who talked the most the last time I visited her to awaken her, so I vaguely remembered her face.
He knows about my relationship with Nica, so I am using the honorific language differently from back then.
âUh. âNika says itâs possible.â
âYes. Itâs possible, butâ¦â¦ I donât really want to recommend it, do you? Itâs not made from human semen, and even if you were to turn a human into a succubus, it would only cost half a penny. Are you sure you donât mind?â
âThatâs why Iâm trying to change it. They say they donât want to die. âTo let you know that you are better off dead.â
âAha. If thatâs the case, I get it. âIt must be fun for the first time in a long time.â
She said she didnât want to die and wanted eternal beauty and youth, so it would be perfect to make her a succubus. Itâs no different from being openly harassed, so after that, youâll end up in a situation worse than death.
âMira! Priscilla! Help me! I did it all wrong! âI did everything wrongâ
âUgh. Be loud. If youâre going to scream, youâre going to scream as much as you can now, so why are you losing your strength already? You donât need any clothes, so take them off. Oh, if there are any human women who like Jeonggi, Iâll bring them all.â
The succubi, who had received word from Cliona, grabbed Gloria with her curious eyes and dragged her away. Seeing as she was told to take off her clothes since they were not needed, it seemed like she would indeed use the succubus method.
Priscilla watched from beginning to end as Gloria, who was lifted up by the succubi and carried on her back, disappeared beyond the obscene scene even though she was pretending to be her.
âAre you satisfied with this?â
ââ¦â¦ I do not know.â
I went up to the top of the castle with Priscilla, who seemed to be thinking a lot. Since she was inside, it was obvious that the nearby succubi were getting horny, so there was nothing they could do.
Priscilla stared at the scenery of her demon world with a complicated expression for a while, and only after some time had passed did she open her mouth.
âAt first, I wanted to kill him with my own hands. Because of that woman, her family was in a bad state, and I had a really hard time, and I repeated it over a hundred times. However⦠â¦.â
âBut?â
ââ¦â¦ When the opportunity came, all I could think about was that the character in the novel had died rather than that I had succeeded in getting revenge. I didnât say it, but Iâve always been like that. âExcept for you, Laura, Rosaria, and Elisier, everyone else.â
âEven in front of the mansion earlier?â
âYes. From then on.â
Is that why it was sagging?
She quietly held his hand. Instead of crawling into my arms, Priscilla squeezed my hand tightly.
âPriscilla. âIâve got the answer, so just listen.â
â⦠â¦.â
âI completely understand. Also, the people here donât feel like people. The reason it happened like that. I can understand everything. There is absolutely nothing wrong with you.â
She said the same thing at the same time and saw the same incident happen over a hundred times, so it was natural for her to feel that way if it was something she had seen in a novel. It was a completely normal reaction.
Perhaps Laura, Elisier, and, to a lesser extent, Rosaria also think that way.
âSo, you can keep thinking of this world as a novel.â
Perhaps my answer was unexpected, Priscilla opened her eyes wide.
âBecause I will change the ending.â
ââ¦â¦ !â
âEvery novel has an ending, right? The demon is killed, peace is brought to the world, and we return to the original world, such a happy ending. Together. âI will make it happen.â
âJeong, wordsâ¦â¦ Reallyâ¦â¦ ?â
Priscilla asked if it was true. What Iâm saying is that she was Priscilla, whom I followed without a doubt, so she was worth more than just asking.
âOkay then. Really. Priscilla you donât have to change. Everything else just needs to change. âItâs tailored to you and us.â
âUghâ¦â¦ Huh⦠â¦. I will definitely do thatâ¦â¦ Please⦠â¦.â
As always, but differently than usual, I patted Priscillaâs back as she came into my arms while crying.
âItâs a character in a novel.â
My appetite felt bitter. Regardless of being able to understand Priscilla, I couldnât understand her perfectly.
It may be because of what happened in the last world, but the biggest reason is that I have never experienced a regression. Unless you have experienced a world that repeats itself, your sympathy can only be reduced to mere words.
âWhat is it?â
As I was soothing him like that for a while, I heard a commotion coming from underneath the castle.
âMira, will it be okay for a moment? Oh my, did I disturb you?â
âI was just comforting you. I didnât comfort you in some strange way, so donât talk nonsense. Why did you come?â
I was wondering what was going on, and not long after that, Cliona came to visit me. As soon as she saw me, she was hugging Priscilla, and as soon as she saw me, she urgently tried to turn her body, but when she heard me, she stopped.
âThose who wanted to take the place of the devil came to visit. The queen tried to tell me that there was only one person she could serve, but it didnât seem to be of much use. âThey seem suspicious that we are maintaining our neutrality and not sending troops to the Demon King Castle.â
âAre you going to satisfy your desires while doing it?â
âThere may be no real reason for that. You only need to send a few people, but dozens of people come at a time, and they leave only after giving us a hug. The purpose is obvious. âItâs good that we can get regular energy for free, but the corruption is more serious than that, so not everyone looks at it very favorably.â
âThen thatâs enough.â
âYes?â
I carefully released the waist that was hugging me. As if she had sensed my intention, Priscilla also unwrapped her arm from around my waist. He gently stroked his head and took out his dragon sword.
âI also happened to have something to do.â