Chapter 241
Chapter 241
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Chapter 241 – The Evil Hands Looming Over the Boys and Girls
“…If only we didn’t have these shackles.”
One of the twins―or maybe both of them―whispered a few words that reached my ears. It was an unfamiliar word, but it strangely stuck with me.
“Can you say that again?”
“I told you it wouldn’t have come to this! The prince is not incompetent!”
“No, I understand that. But what’s the shackle?”
“Shackle. It’s a restraint that seals out magic.”
One of the twin girls replied with a look that said, “Don’t you know?” I don’t know if it’s Fel or Eyal. It doesn’t matter.
I looked at the prince’s neck in panic, but there was nothing there. If there had been something there, I would have taken it off. At least I would have tried to remove it. I look at the two girls, but they don’t seem to want to answer why.
“Where is it?”
Yes, that’s right. I had a vague feeling of uneasiness from the moment we met. I didn’t think I had the ability to feel magic, but as I expected, not feeling anything might have been a strange feeling. I felt hostility from the twins, but I did not see the red bar above their heads. If that was indicated by the wavelength change of the magic power.
“Where is it worn? Can you show me?”
“”We can’t!””
No, where is it? Sensing my intention, the prince took off his tattered clothes and showed me his chest. I see; I’m sorry, there’s no way you can show me that.
“This is to seal the magic power that goes around the body when the blood circulates.”
“Yes, it looks like that.”
A jet-black magic tool that surrounds the heart. The purpose is to prevent only the magic power from circulating in the bloodstream throughout the body. I tilted my head at the strange design, which looked like a thick spider’s web or a tortoiseshell binding only on the left chest.
“Will something happen if you take it off?”
“”It won’t come off.””
“No, I want to know what happens if you try to force it off.”
“As I said, it’s a magic tool that only a sorcerer can disarm.”
“It can’t be cut, and it can’t be removed. It’s useless to cut the body because it’s tightened.”
Whether I am missing the point or they have stopped thinking, I am troubled by their reaction and ask Myrril to help me. I tried to appraise it, but I can’t read it because of the garbled characters, probably because the caster is a higher-ranked mage than I am.
“From what I’ve seen, there are no mechanisms like those on the Empire’s collar. The only thing I can see is a single-function seal spellbook with no pattern or wording. There is no other connection. The material is similar to the Kingdom’s unbroken collar, but… it is much stronger and more durable.”
“So, will it be safe to store it?”
“There is no problem with Haidar’s body. At most, there is a possibility that the caster who cast the spell on him will know that the seal has been broken.”
I don’t care about that because I’m going to fight him anyway. I wondered.
“Prince, do you know who the caster who cast this spell is?”
He looks at me doubtfully and answers with a resigned smile.
“Herbert Kaienholt. …He is the chief magician of the Empire that destroyed Solbesia. He was a lunatic who encouraged the Empire to conquer the world with his innovations in magic technology and was feared by the countries annexed by the Empire as the Demon King.”
“Wait.”
“Oh? This is a masterpiece. Puhahahaha.”
Myrril laughed. I couldn’t help but laugh as well.
The boys and girls of Solbesia frowned at us. I guess they were offended that we made fun of the bad guys who had tied up their lives, but I’m sorry; I just couldn’t resist.
“”What’s funny?””
“No, I’m sorry. Um, I guess I’ll run into that Holt sooner or later. It’s funny when you think about it.”
“”Like we said, what’s so funny?””
I waved my hand and dropped the three restraints I’d taken out of storage at their feet.
“I’m sorry, Mir. I’ve decided to kill him.”
“I am troubled by your lack of patience. When it comes to supporting Haidar, from taking back the country to stabilizing the national situation, it’s the job of a lifetime, and I was going to oppose it no matter what.”
I wonder what she meant when she said I lacked patience. Myrril-san smiled wildly, a smile that didn’t match her gentle tone at all.
“When it comes to hunting beasts, it doesn’t take much time and effort. I will gladly help you.”
The prince’s mouth dropped open.
The twins rubbed their chests on their clothes and stared at me. Their eyes looked at me a bit like they were looking at a pervert, which surprised me, but that’s okay. I’ve made up my mind. I’d rather see the child trembling and crying in front of me.
Kill. I’ll kill them all. Because that’s all I can do.
“Hey, this is… what did you do?”
“I took it off.”
“You took it off…? How the hell did you do that, Takifu-san?”
“Who the hell are you? Hey!”
Hearing the three agitated voices behind me, I weave my way between the sleeping children and quickly remove the shackles.
“Hey, Prince. That Demon King over there isn’t much of a problem, is he?”
I laughed as I threw out a total of thirteen shackles.
“””Huh?”””
Seeing the three of them with their black and white eyes, I can’t help but feel happy. I always feel this way when I know what I can do for the weak and needy. I don’t know why.
I guess it’s a need for recognition as an old man who hasn’t been able to accomplish anything. Maybe I’m making up for my miserable life by compensating for my past complexes and traumas.
Whatever it is, I feel like a child myself. I’m much more stupid, single-minded, and unthinking than the serious and healthy prince or the desperate twin guards who are always on their toes.
Even though I am thirty-four years old.
“Who exactly are you, Takifu-san?”
I’m a black company employee who was on the verge of death from overwork and crawling along the bottom of the social ladder. Still, I dreamed of a future someday. Like all of you, I tried desperately to push it to the back of my mind that it would never happen, that it was futile to hope for it.
“Tell him, my queen.”
“””…Queen!”””
Myrril looked at me, probably making an ugly smug face, and shook her head in dismay. But the friendly Nojaloli-san comes on board after all.
She smiles softly at the prince and the others and points her palm at me.
“This is Takifu Yoshua, a monstrous magician from another world, deformed and inhuman. He is the saint who rebuilt the mourned land of the subhumans and led thousands of exiles to paradise. He is a genius of strategy who destroyed 30,000 invaders without suffering a single casualty. A messenger of justice who helps the weak and destroys the wicked. A recipient of divine revelation who has received the blessings of God…”
Hey, Mir-neesan!? That’s too much, too much; that kind of stuff really makes me blush, so just roll it up, roll it up…!
“And I have decided to love him with all my life, the most powerful Demon King in the world!”
The prince and his escort, who had been frozen for a good ten seconds, looked at Myrril, who was blushing with a smug look on her face, looked at the middle-aged man who was also blushing, then looked at Myrril again and said.
“””…Ah, yes.”””