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I Married the Dragon I Killed Chapter 37: A Life as Insignificant as a Fly

Chapter 37: A Life as Insignificant as a Fly

The​​​ magical investigator, Yuren,‍‍‍ turned his gaze‌‌ toward Perda. There‌‌‌ was suspicion in⁠⁠ his eyes.

“Excuse‍​ me, Regent, but​‌ could you tell‍ me where you⁠⁠⁠ obtained this?”

Perda⁠‌‍ replied.

“It‌ was found in‍ Count Consilus’s territory.‌⁠‍ It seems a foreigner hid his​‍ identity until the‍​ end and ended‌⁠‍ up being captured⁠‌⁠ by the guards.”‌⁠⁠

“That​​ heretic…”

“He‌‍‍ bit his tongue​‌ and died before‍‌⁠ we could even‌​‌ interrogate him. Just‍ in case there​⁠ was any spell⁠⁠⁠ that would activate‍ after death, we‍‍​ executed him directly⁠ by cremation.”

Burning⁠ the unidentified corpse‌‌​ was precisely for​⁠ that reason.

“Well​​ done. Those filthy​⁠‍ black mages do​ not die cleanly‌ even after death.”‌‌‍

The⁠ investigator clicked his​‍⁠ tongue.

It⁠​​ was a sign⁠⁠ of frustration at⁠‍ not being able​‌ to further investigate​ the demon followers.‍​

However,‌ the answer had‍‌‌ been perfect, so‍‌​ there was nothing​ to criticize.

“But⁠ even so, for⁠‌‌ there to be‌ someone capable of‌​⁠ handling a demonic​‌ language of this‌ level… it seems‍ there is someone‍‍ more dangerous than‌​‌ we thought within‍‍⁠ the Empire.”

“Is⁠ it something serious?”‍

Olivia‍⁠‍ asked, and Yuren‍​ nodded.

“Yes.​‍‌ From the level‍ of understanding of‍ the characters, it‍​ is undoubtedly a black mage who​⁠ has reached at⁠ least the 5th‌​ circle.”

“And‍‌ what level is‍⁠ that?”

“I⁠​‍ am a 5th⁠ circle master mage,​⁠ but a 5th‌ circle black mage‌‍‌ can practically be‌ considered a 6th‍‍⁠ circle archmage. He‍⁠ can draw mana‍⁠ from hell and​​⁠ use it as‌‌ his own.”

“6th‍‍‌ circle? Then… a level comparable to⁠⁠ the supreme archmage…?”⁠​

Indeed,‍ most black mages‍‌⁠ who had made‍ a name for⁠ themselves on the⁠ continent, both in​ the past and⁠ present, were of⁠ the 5th circle.⁠

That​‍‌ was because, by⁠‍‍ paying a great‍⁠ price, they obtained⁠‌ power that surpassed​​ the 6th circle.⁠‌

‘Like⁠​‌ the shadow grimoire‌ I am going‍‍‌ to obtain.’

In‍ case it revealed​​ his true intentions,⁠⁠‍ Perda quickly pushed⁠​ that thought aside.⁠‌‍

“If⁠‌‍ we do not​​‌ act quickly, the‌⁠ Empire will fall‌⁠‌ into great chaos.”​‌⁠

“That​‌ cannot be…!”

Olivia‌ bit her lower​‌⁠ lip, horrified.

“A⁠ black mage of​⁠​ that level… it⁠⁠ should be difficult‌⁠‍ even for him‌ to enter the⁠​ Empire. How is​ it possible that​⁠ he is inside‌‍ the capital?”

“That…‍‍ I do not‍​‌ know. No matter‍‍⁠ how good the‌‍ surveillance system is,‍‍‍ it is not‍⁠‌ perfect…”

The‍‍ investigator also shook‌ his head repeatedly,‍ confused.

“Even‌​ so, if it‍⁠ is a follower​ capable of using‍ a language of​ this level, he‍‌ should have been‍⁠ detected long ago…”⁠‌

The⁠ Empire’s surveillance always‍ prioritizes eliminating the‌‌‍ greatest threats.

It​‌ may overlook minor⁠ things, but if‍‌‍ a 5th circle​ black mage had‍‍⁠ entered, an emergency⁠​ alarm would undoubtedly​​ have sounded.

He‍⁠ could not find​​ an explanation.

It‌​⁠ was logical.

‘A‍ mage of that‌‌ level should not‍ be in the‌​ imperial capital.’

A follower capable of‌ using such a demonic language would‌‌ normally choose to‌‌ hide in a village, not in‌‍ the capital.

And‌⁠ the origin of⁠‍‍ that demonic language⁠‌ written on the‌ paper?

None‍‍ other than Morida.⁠

Within⁠ her mind was‌ the Universal Library,​ and among its‍‍ contents there was​ even a demonic⁠​ language dictionary.

She​‌ simply translated and‌ wrote according to​​ what Perda ordered.‌​

‘Even⁠⁠ if it is‌ a fabricated test…’⁠

The​ demonic language is‌‌‍ real, and its⁠‌‌ content is also‌⁠ real.

Black⁠ mages really were⁠‍ hiding in the​‍ sewers.

And‍ it was also​‌ true that they‌‍​ were preparing an‍‍ attack in the‍​‌ Empire.

***‌‍​

The⁠‌ Empire’s underground sewers‌​ are vast.

The​‌​ founding emperor, worthy‌​‌ of being called​‍⁠ a great man,‍​ placed special emphasis​⁠ on creating an‌‍ appearance befitting his⁠⁠ greatness, and one‍ of those places‍‍‌ was precisely the​ underground system.

The​​​ underground was even‌‌‌ more complex than‌​ the surface of‌‍ the city.

However,⁠​⁠ constructions do not‌ always turn out​ as planned.

‘For‍​​ example, underground reservoirs​​⁠ to prevent flooding.’‌

But​ since they required⁠​ a lot of⁠⁠⁠ money and the‌‍ climate did not‍ favor flooding, the​ works were halted.⁠

In‌‍⁠ those cases, instead‌‍ of filling in​ the excavated land,⁠‍ they would usually‌‍ build walls and‌ leave them abandoned.‌‌⁠

There​ were many such‌ spaces within the​‍⁠ Empire’s sewers.

And​‌ Perda knew one‌‍‍ of them.

A place that had‍‌⁠ slowly been forgotten⁠‌ in the Empire’s‍‌‍ maps.

And‌ which, having been‍‍ cast into the​ shadows, the rats‍‌ found as a new refuge.

‘A‍‍​ meeting point for​ rebels planning to‌​ attack the capital.’⁠‌

Attacking​‌​ exposed targets was‍​ common, but entering‌⁠​ the sewers directly‌ like today was⁠​‍ rare.

There,⁠ the knights and‍⁠ the magic unit​‌ surrounded the area​‍​ and prepared for‌‍ an assault.

Everything⁠⁠‌ had to be⁠​ resolved quickly.

A mistake could cause⁠‍ casualties, and at‌ that moment, the​ battle would turn‌​⁠ into chaos for‌ the black mages.⁠‍‌

The‌​​ magic unit prepared‌​ silence spells and‍​ concentration interference, while​ the knights moved‍​ to eliminate the​‍ weakened mages.

The‍ advance team, which​​‍ moved along touching‍ the wall, suddenly‍‌​ stopped and pointed‍‌​ at a spot.⁠⁠‌

“Here.​‌ Behind this wall⁠​ there is a space we can‍⁠ enter through.”

“Good,​‍ fall back. Howard.”​

“Yes!”‌⁠

A massive knight with‌‍⁠ a war hammer​ stepped in front‌⁠ of the wall.‍‌​

Even‍ through his plate‍ armor and chainmail,‍​ his bulging muscles‍⁠ were visible.

He​​ raised the hammer​‌⁠ and swung it‍ forcefully.

“Hup!”​

Boom!‌‌​

With‍‍ a single strike,‌⁠‌ the wall collapsed.‌‍

“Kyaaak!”‌

“W-what‌⁠⁠ is this?”

“What’s‍​ happening? What’s going‍ on?”

The​ confused voices from⁠‍ inside mixed into‍⁠‌ chaos.

And‍ more chaos had‍​ to be added‍‍ to that chaos.‌‍

“In⁠ the name of‌ the light!”

“In‌‍‍ the name of‍‍​ His Majesty the‌⁠ Emperor!”

“Long⁠ live the Emperor!”⁠

“Oh​ light!”

With​ the shouts of‌⁠⁠ the knights, they​‍‌ burst inside.

What‌ followed were screams.‍

“Aaaagh!”‍​⁠

“Kyaaaah!”⁠

Screams‍ without distinction of‍ gender.

Boom!‌‌​ Boom! Boom!

Then,‌‌ explosions.

The⁠ sound of metal​​‌ clashing and something‌​‍ tearing filled the​​‌ place.

Perda⁠ observed everything from‍⁠⁠ outside, waiting.

Only​‌ chaotic sounds could‌ be heard, but⁠‌ he did not‍ need to see‍‌‍ to know who⁠​​ had won.

The​ commander of the​‍ assault group came‍​ out first and​ reported to the​‍‌ magical investigator Yuren​⁠⁠ and the captain‍‍⁠ of knights.

“Sir!‌⁠ No casualties in​ the knight order!‍‌ We eliminated 45‌ who resisted and‍⁠​ captured 12.”

“And‍‍‍ those who escaped?”‌​

“One!⁠​ From his position‍ on the platform,‍​ he appears to‍‍ be the leader.”‍​

“Idiots!⁠⁠ How could you‌‌⁠ let the most‍ important one escape?‍‍ The enemy could‌⁠ be a 5th‍​ circle mage!”

“We​⁠ are sorry! But‍⁠​ he was unable​‍⁠ to take his​​ belongings, so he‌​ will not be‌ able to escape‌ for long.”

“Blah,​‍‍ whatever. What objects‌‌‌ did he have?”‍

“They‍⁠​ are inside.”

There‍⁠‍ were one or‌​ two greedy knights,‌ but even so​ no one recklessly​‍⁠ touched the belongings⁠​ of a black‍ mage.

No​‍ matter how valuable‌ they were, if‍ they were cursed,​​‍ they would lose‌ their minds.

“I⁠​ see? Then it‌ is fine.”

The⁠‍ magical investigator smiled​​‌ in relief.

“How‌‌ good.”

Perda,‌ who had been⁠‌‍ observing everything, stood‍‌‌ up from his⁠⁠​ place.

“May⁠ I enter as‍ well?”

“Of‍‍ course. This way,‌ please.”

After​​ all, he was⁠⁠ the regent and​ the one who​ had given the‍ warning, so he‌ deserved proper treatment.​⁠‍ Yuren opened the​​ way, and Perda⁠​​ entered first.

The‍‌ scene of the‌​ knights’ massacre was⁠‌ there, exactly as⁠⁠ it was.

Perda​‌⁠ observed one by⁠⁠​ one.

‘There‍‌ are black mages,‌ but most are‍​‌ simply poor.’

Tents‌‍ made from worn-out⁠‌ cloth, deformed pots​​​ and spoons.

People⁠​⁠ who, unable to⁠​​ eat even a proper meal, had​ joined the black​‌ mages.

Because‌‍ at least they​‌‌ were given food.‌‍‌

‘Although‌​⁠ there is also‍‍ a reason for​ that.’

There‍ is no soul‌‌‌ more valuable than​⁠ that of someone‍⁠‌ who finds hope‌​ in the abyss‌ of despair.

All⁠ of them were​‍‌ destined to become‍​ sacrifices.

Perda⁠ walked over the‍‌ corpses toward the‌ leader’s room.

As‌⁠‍ befitted the leader​ of that underground‍ depot, it was‍‌‍ relatively well arranged,⁠​ and there were‌⁠ several magical items.​​

“There‌‌‌ is a forbidden​ book here.”

Yuren​⁠ said upon seeing‌​ the book on‍‍​ the desk.

The⁠⁠ cover, made of‍​ human skin, looked​ as if someone‍ were trapped inside‌⁠‍ the book, screaming.‍

Perda‍ recognized it instantly.‍

‘Gamigin’s​ necromancy.’

Gamigin,⁠ the demon of​‌​ immortality and legions.‌⁠​

It‍‌‌ was an object‌ used by necromancers⁠​ created through his​ magic.

In​‌ fact, the leader⁠‍‌ who possessed that‌ book would reach​​ the 5th circle⁠‌ and launch a rebellion in the⁠ Empire.

‘But​⁠‍ it would fail.’​​

Perda‍‌ recalled what they‌​⁠ did.

When⁠ they began the‍ rebellion, they accumulated⁠​‌ corpses in the‍​⁠ sewers and made‌ them explode, causing‌‌‍ chaos.

Many‍⁠​ people died, and‍⁠ with those dead⁠​ they formed an​‌‌ army of the‌ undead that ravaged⁠‌‍ the city.

It‌⁠ was a resource​ that could have‍ caused the collapse‍ of the Empire,⁠ but Perda did​​​ not like it.⁠​⁠

‘Above‍ all, they are​ useless.’

Creating‍‍​ corpses through explosions⁠⁠‌ was fine, but‌ their strategy was⁠ too naive.

First,​​‍ they greatly underestimated‌‌ the strength of‍ the knights.

Second,‌ they attacked the⁠​‍ civilian population.

That‍⁠‍ did not create‌⁠ chaos, but instead‍​⁠ strengthened unity and​ hatred toward the‍ demon followers.

In‌ other words, the​​‌ blow they struck⁠ to break cohesion‍‌⁠ only reinforced it.‌‍​

‘So​⁠‍ it is better​ that they do⁠ not exist.’

If‌‌ they cannot weaken‍ the Empire, they‍ are of no‌‌‌ use.

That​‍‌ is why it‍​‍ was better to‍ eliminate the problem‌⁠ at its root.⁠⁠‌

“Sir!⁠​ What should we⁠‌ do with the‌​‍ captured demon followers?”‌

They​​ were all hungry⁠‍‌ and demoralized. They​ looked at Yuren‌⁠​ with pleading eyes.​⁠⁠

But‌​‌ Yuren observed them⁠‌ with contempt.

“Take‌ the rest away.⁠⁠ They must be‍ transferred to the⁠⁠ imperial dungeon as‍ if they were​ sacred relics. The‌ fate of those‍⁠ who reject the​‌ light of the‍⁠‌ Emperor and fall‌ into black magic⁠‍‌ must be clearly‍⁠ shown.”

“Yes,‌​ sir!”

A merciless judgment.

The‍⁠ poor, terrified, began⁠‍ to beg desperately.​​​

“W-we‌ are not loyal​ to demons! We⁠‌ were just hungry!”⁠

“Please,​‌ give us a chance! In the‍‌‌ name of the‌‌ light, have mercy!”‌​

“Silence!​​ How dare you‍​ invoke the name‌ of the light​‍ while being heretics?!”‍

The‍‌ one who spoke⁠⁠ was struck.

“At⁠‌ least save my⁠‌​ child! I beg‍‍ you, sir!”

A woman holding a baby in her⁠​‍ arms pleaded.

Yuren‌​​ knew.

He‌ knew they were​‍ not true demon‌‍​ followers.

That‍‌ they had only​​ made that decision​​ out of hunger.‌​

“What​‌ are you waiting⁠‌ for? Get them​​ out of here!”​‌⁠

But‌​ there were too‍⁠⁠ many citizens of‌ the Empire, and‌‍ there were more⁠ reasons to kill​ them than to⁠⁠‍ let them live.⁠‌

‘Insignificant​ lives, like flies.’‌​

If⁠‍ they were discovered,‍ they would die‌‍⁠ at the hands‍​‍ of the knights.‌‌⁠ And if they‍⁠ stayed there, they‌ would end up⁠ dead by the‌‍​ black mages.

Trapped‍⁠ by forces beyond​ them, Perda could‍​​ do nothing for​‍‌ them.

The‍ magical investigator smiled‍​‌ as if nothing⁠‍ mattered.

In‍​ his hand he‌​ held the necromancy​⁠ grimoire.

Normally,⁠‍ black magic books⁠‍ are wrapped in⁠ golden silk for⁠‌⁠ transport.

But​ Yuren did not​‌ do that.

On‍‌‌ the contrary, he​ caressed the human​‍ skin of the‌ cover, enjoying its​‌ texture.

Then,​ noticing Perda’s gaze,​​‍ he coughed awkwardly.‌‍

“It​ must look like‌​ I am fascinated‌ by black magic,​​⁠ right? Haha…”

“A‌​ little.”

“Haha,‌‍ how embarrassing. It’s⁠‍‌ just that… I am happy to‌⁠‌ be able to‍ add one more‍ achievement to my​⁠⁠ already scarce record.”‍

As​ if realizing, he⁠ completely covered the⁠‍ book with silk.⁠​

Then⁠ he thanked Perda.‍

“Thanks‌​ to your warning,​‍​ Regent, today the​⁠‍ citizens of the‌‌⁠ Empire will be‍‍‍ able to sleep‌‌ peacefully.”

“It’s‍‍‍ nothing. I also​ do it for⁠‌​ my own benefit.”​‍

“What‍‌ benefits the Empire⁠​‌ is good, haha.”⁠​‍

It​ was clear he​ was trying to​⁠ brush it off.‌‍

“Then,‍⁠​ is there nothing‍ you can give‌ me in return?”​

Perda‌‍⁠ asked with intention.‍⁠

“Something​​ I can offer‌​⁠ you? Of course!”‍‌⁠

If‌​ it were someone‍‍ else, he would​ have dismissed them‌‍⁠ with a reward​‍‌ or threats.

But‍‌​ this was the​⁠‍ queen’s fiancé and​‍‌ also a regent.‍

He‍​ had to give​‌ him something befitting‍‌​ his status.

After​‌⁠ thinking for a moment, Yuren spoke.‍

“By‍‌ the way, you​​ are also a mage, aren’t you,‍⁠ Regent?”

“That’s‌⁠⁠ right.”

“Then…‍‍‍ shouldn’t we take​​ you to a place that is​ like an amusement‍⁠‌ park for mages?”‌⁠

The‍‌‍ investigator proposed.

“What​‌⁠ do you think‍‌ about visiting the‌‌‌ sealed warehouse?”

The⁠ first step of‍‌ Perda’s plan had‌ finally begun.

***‍

The‌ Empire’s warehouse is⁠ located beneath the​​ imperial palace.

It​‌ is the most‌‌‌ heavily guarded place‍​⁠ on the continent,‍ as one must​ pass through countless​‍ guards and alarm⁠ magic to reach⁠​‌ it.

If⁠ Perda had not‌⁠ gone accompanied by​​ the magical investigator‍‍​ Yuren, he would​‍‍ never have been‌​‍ able to set‌​ foot in that⁠ place.

The‍​ guardian of the⁠​ warehouse saw Yuren,‌‌ smiled, and greeted‌ him.

“Sir!⁠​‌ Magical investigator! Thank​‌‌ you for your‌‍‌ work as always.”‍‌‍

“You‌‌⁠ work hard every​⁠ time as well.‍ I bring confiscated​ objects, so we​‌ must enter the​ sealed warehouse. Register​ it.”

“Understood.​‍ But excuse me…‌⁠‌ and the person‍⁠ accompanying you…?”

The‍​ young man with⁠‍ gray hair and⁠​‍ blue eyes standing‌ beside him remained‌ silent, with his‍​ hands behind his‍‌​ back.

Yuren​⁠‌ answered in his‍‍ place.

“Hmm,​ this is the⁠‌ fiancé of the⁠‌ queen of the⁠ eastern frontier. Although​ he is a regent, he is⁠⁠ still responsible for‍ that region.”

“Ah…‌‍ so that’s it?”​‍

“So‍‌‌ you know how‌‌‍ to proceed. Understood?”‍

“Yes,‍​ of course. I will omit him‌ from the record.”⁠

He‌ closed the book⁠⁠ without leaving any⁠‍‌ trace.

“He​‍‌ is a very‍ flexible young man.”‌‍‍

“Haha,‍​ of course. In⁠ this line of‌ work, if you’re‌ not flexible, you‍ don’t survive. Besides…”‍‌‍

Yuren‌⁠ smiled.

“Being⁠​‌ flexible is not⁠⁠ a bad thing.”‌⁠

Shortly⁠ after, Perda and‍ Yuren moved to⁠‌ another room.

In​​ front of them‍‌‍ was a stone‍ door, and at⁠⁠‌ its center, an⁠⁠‍ embedded crystal sphere.‌‍​

“It’s⁠⁠‍ called the Sphere‌​‍ of Truth. Do⁠​ you know it?”‍​‌

“Isn’t‍ that the object‌​‌ that only emits‍‌⁠ a green light​‌ when you answer‍‌ its questions correctly?”‍

“That’s​ right. A valuable⁠‌ artifact passed down‍​‌ since ancient times.”⁠

The​​​ sphere recognized their‍ presence and began⁠‌ to glow with​ a blue light.⁠⁠‌

Yuren,⁠‌‌ as if accustomed‌‍ to it, approached​‌⁠ and placed his⁠⁠ hand on it.‌‌​

As​ soon as he​​ did, a voice‍⁠​ echoed throughout the‍ room.

— Do you swear‍​⁠ not to follow‌​‍ demons nor obey​​​ their will?

The‍​‌ voice, deep and‌‌ solemn, sounded like‍ that of a god passing judgment.⁠

Yuren‌‌ responded.

“I​‍‍ swear it.”

— Do you swear‍ that your entry⁠ into this warehouse‌‌ is not due‍​ to personal desires?​​

“I‍ swear it.”

— Do you swear‌‌⁠ loyalty to the‌⁠ Empire?

“I​‌​ swear it.”

After​ the three questions,​‌ the smoke inside⁠ the sphere swirled.‍⁠‌

Shortly⁠ after, the blue⁠‍​ light turned green.​‍

— Verified.

Yuren‌⁠‍ withdrew his hand⁠⁠ and looked at‌ Perda.

“Could​⁠ you place your⁠ hand here?”

“Do⁠ I have to​​ do it as‍ well?”

Perda‌‌‌ knew, but pretended‌​​ not to. It‍‌ was more natural‍‌​ that way.

“Of⁠ course. If you⁠ enter this room‌ and are not​‌ verified by the⁠⁠‌ Oath Sphere, you⁠‍ will not be‌‍ able to pass.‌​ Or perhaps…?”

Yuren​⁠ narrowed his eyes.​

It​‍‌ was the same‍​⁠ look he gave‌⁠⁠ to demon followers.​​

“Do​‌ you have something‌‍ to hide?”

Perda‍ shook his head.​⁠

“As⁠‌⁠ I am quite⁠‌ an ambitious person,⁠ I fear I might fail the​ second question.”

“Haha,‌‍‌ don’t worry. As⁠‌ long as you’re⁠‍‍ not thinking of‌⁠ taking something from​​​ here at all⁠‍‍ costs, there will‌⁠​ be no problem.”​‌‌

It⁠⁠ was still a rudimentary method, but‌⁠⁠ effective.

‘He⁠ had done it‍ before.’

He‌‌​ had tried about​ three times, but‌⁠​ all had ended‌‍ in red, failing.​

In​​‍ the end, he‍​⁠ simply destroyed it‍ and entered by⁠‌‌ force.

Perda‌​⁠ was that kind‍⁠⁠ of person.

Someone⁠⁠ full of personal‍ desires, who also‍ felt no loyalty‌‍‍ toward the Empire.‍‍‌

And‌‌ yet, fully aware‍ of that, he‍​ calmly placed his​ hand on the‍ Sphere of Truth.​​

— Do you swear‌ not to follow⁠‌​ demons nor obey‌ their will?

The⁠ solemn voice fell‌ upon Perda, as‌‍ if trying to‍ crush him.

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