Chương 237: Chapter 20: "Yu Heads to the Capital Again"

Regarding the battle between Inea and the Fire Dragon, I heard from her personally that it had ended safely. Against the wounded Fire Dragon, Inea fought more than equally. Feeling something was wrong with the movements of the Fire Dragon, who had completely lost its reason, she avoided fatal attacks, just as I dared not take its head but only tore off its wings. It seems the Fire Dragon was being controlled by Clam with magic, and the spell broke when I killed him.

Regaining its sanity, the Fire Dragon apologized deeply to her. As for the torn wings, I went to the forest with Inea later and reattached them with Qi. A Dragon's vitality is extremely tough, and the wings weren't dead yet. Lucky guy. Because of this incident, the Fire Dragon was very grateful to me and said he would spare no cooperation anytime. He doesn't seem to care at all about being seriously injured, rather respecting strength as a Dragon.

Also, it seems Inea was an old acquaintance of the Fire Dragon from long ago, and they were drinking the sake she brought and reminiscing about old times. It was me, sober and drinking Yufu next to them, who took care of her when she got dead drunk. As I thought, she's a bad drunk. Now. Except for the fact that Milia hasn't come to school yet, peaceful days were generally returning. Since that Colosseum raid incident, people have stopped approaching me almost entirely. Natural, I guess.

If I show off that much power and massacre the enemies, it would be strange if fear didn't sprout. However, there are exceptions. Alice, the good-natured girl who talks to me without hesitation as usual, and Argus, who has completely fallen in love with my power. And Karla, who swore loyalty to me in place of Master Megil. Regarding Karla, I decided to treat her as dead in the laboratory accident on the surface, and have her help me with various things behind the scenes.

I thought it would be easier for her to move that way. Currently, I have her infiltrating the capital for information gathering. She was originally good at undercover work. She's doing well. Her condition has also calmed down a little compared to that day. In exchange, I feel like she has become quite dependent on me, though... Sigh. Why did I say such a thing? Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.

Did I sympathize with her circumstances of having a close relative killed? Quite naive of me. Then one day, a summons arrived from the capital again. 『We will hear details about the Colosseum raid incident. Appear at the Parliament House immediately. 』 So they made contact from their side. Fine. Just what I wanted. Now that the Masked Group has perished, the scramble for the magical superpower Edel will be a conflict with them. If by any chance, that magic said to transcend time, 《Chroluender》, really exists—.

I will be the one to get it. Not you guys. Besides. Investigating Tor's laboratory, I found out that Edel was a country with technology far more ridiculous than I thought. The aerial fortress city Edel is said to constantly deploy a powerful barrier that prevents intruders. Magitech soldiers powered by magic, and Magitech Titans, weapons of wide-area annihilation. Existence of Forbidden Magic exceeding even Super-Advanced Magic. And the Magitech Cannon 《Vanator》, which wipes out even a city in one shot.

If a nation at the level of modern Earth gets its hands on such things, they will surely be unable to handle it. A tragic ending will be waiting. The first to suffer damage would be Sacris, which is closest to Edel. I don't care about the world, but... I'll confess. It leaves a bad aftertaste if my acquaintances meet a tragic fate. So. After I get as much power as I desire, I will destroy Edel thoroughly so that it can never be revived. That is the best plan. This time, I decided to leave without telling Alice.

It might not end peacefully. Using Teleportation Magic, I arrived at the capital immediately. First, I call Karla. Using the communication device restored from Edel's legacy by the Masked Group, it was easy.

"Karla. It's been a while."

"Yu. You came." We met at a nearby coffee shop and set up a discussion at a corner seat. Karla ordered Yufu and a dish close to a sandwich, and I ordered hot milk (though not from a cow, of course) and a dish like pasta. While picking at the food, I asked her.

"How is it. Did you check influential nobles and the military?"

"Yes. But it seems they are clean. Nothing related to Edel came up."

"Nobles are clean. The military is clean. Then, who is controlling that Prime Minister from behind?"

"I'm sorry. I'm useless..." Drooping like a wilted flower, she showed a frightened appearance to me. She is afraid she might be punished. She's like this immediately. The energetic her shown in front of everyone was fake. No, it was probably her before she became like this. Now she's like an abandoned puppy. It feels bad.

"Don't make a frightened face. The food will taste bad."

"Yes..." An awkward silence formed. I sighed and put my hand on the cup containing milk.

"Good grief. You said you were a collaborator, right? Do you intend to follow whatever I say?"

"Yes. I swear loyalty to you." Karla answers immediately with enchanted eyes. This is a quite bad state.

"If you wish, even this body—" Seeing her stroking her ample chest, I spat out the hot milk I was drinking.

"Don't say weird things suddenly."

"Because. Eike won't come back anymore..." In her downcast eyes, I can see deep despair and resignation. The boss she trusted was none other than her actual enemy, and she was betrayed terribly. She was told by Tor that there is magic in Edel that can communicate with the dead. Believing those words, she swore loyalty and stained her hands with numerous evil deeds. Actually, there is no such magic. It was all written blabberingly in his notebook.

"Ufufu. But that reaction. You, perhaps." To her showing a mischievous smile for the first time, I answered curtly.

"I was just surprised. It's not like I don't have experience." For assassinations like honey traps, it's easier in bed for both men and women. I have acquired it as a tashinami(accomplishment/hobby/prudence).

"Heh. I'm a little interested."

"Then shall I teach you thoroughly sometime?"

"Oh my." She directs a passionate gaze at me. It was an expression of distorted expectation. What remains in her is only distorted servility to me, the new "Master", and a sense of guilt. Only that supports her broken heart. This woman needs compensation. If I don't tie her down myself, her existence will easily collapse. Good grief. I've taken on a troublesome woman.