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I Married the Dragon I Killed Chapter 60: Deal with the Demon

Chapter 60: Deal with the Demon

“It‌‍‌ seems that humans⁠⁠​ and dragons are​‍ already starting to⁠​⁠ grow suspicious.”

In⁠ a dark meeting‍‌ room.

Inside,⁠‌ where they could‌‌⁠ not even distinguish‌ one another, a secret meeting was​​ taking place.

“Suspicious?”​

“Could​‍ it be because‌ of that proposal‍ linking the increase​‌​ of monsters on‍‌‌ the continent with​⁠ the reappearance of‍‍ demons?”

“Who​ is making that​ kind of assumption?”​⁠‌

“From​ Escolea’s side.”

“Escolea?‍ Isn’t that the​⁠‌ beacon of knowledge,‌‍‍ the gathering of‍⁠ the continent’s greatest‌‍ minds?”

Some⁠​‌ showed concern, but‍ others took it‌‍‍ lightly.

“Being‍​ a place full‌‌ of intellectuals, there‍​⁠ are also many‍ eccentrics. The higher-ups‌⁠ of the continent​ won’t believe it​ easily.”

“In​​⁠ fact, it didn’t‌ receive much support​‌ either. Even if‍‍ they are related,​ they can’t convince⁠‌​ the nobles.”

“Even⁠ so, the fact‍ that someone has‍ connected the two‍‍​ is concerning.”

“And‍⁠ how did it‍ end?”

“That’s⁠ why the white⁠‌ dragon Blancaros personally⁠​​ decided to postpone‌‌ it.”

“Then‌ we’ve gained time.”⁠

“Even​ if humans don’t,‌ the dragons must⁠‍ already be investigating.‍ If they discover‍ us, we will⁠ be eliminated before‍ a war even​ begins.”

Everyone​ lowered their heads,⁠ letting out heavy​ sighs.

The‍ more they had‌​ invested, the greater​ the frustration.

“What‍ should we do?‍⁠ I think it‍​‌ would be better‍⁠ to cover it⁠⁠‌ up right now…”‍⁠

“No.”​​

A man who had‌‌ remained silent for⁠⁠‌ a long time‌​ spoke.

He​⁠ dominated the atmosphere‌‌⁠ instantly.

He⁠​ was the leader.⁠​

“Why?”‍​‌

“That’s​‌ exactly what the‌ white dragon wants.”‌

“What​⁠‍ do you mean‍ he wants it?”​‌

“If‍​ we react to⁠⁠⁠ that, they will⁠‍ realize there are⁠​ still internal enemies‌⁠⁠ within the Grand⁠‌‌ Council.”

“Then‍‍‍ what do you‌‌ plan to do?”⁠‌​

“We‌ will continue with‍‍ the plan. It’s‍‍ the best course.‍‌‍ If it appears​​ that everything erupts​ naturally after years,⁠ that will be‌‍⁠ enough.”

“D-do‌ you think that‌ will work?”

“The‍‍‌ only variables I have are your‌​ mouths.”

It‌​⁠ was an insulting‌‌‍ statement.

But‌ no one complained.‌​​

They⁠‌‌ only exchanged glances.⁠

“If‍‌ that is your‌‍ decision…”

“Anything‌‌​ else out of‌ the ordinary?”

“No​ need to think⁠​ too much.”

There⁠‍‍ was one human‌​⁠ who stood out​​⁠ clearly in his​ memory.

“There​‍ is a man⁠‍ named Perda Valdrova.”⁠

Everyone‌‍ reacted.

“The⁠‍‌ young fiancé of‍⁠ Valdrova?”

“What​⁠‍ is there to‍ say about that‍ idiot who walked‍ straight into a dragon’s jaws?”

“That’s⁠‍​ what I thought‍⁠ too. But seeing‍‍​ him in person​​ is different.”

The‌​ middle-aged man was‍ not only a demonic follower, but⁠‌ also a noble.‌‍

“I‌​ think we should‍‍ keep an eye​‌ on him.”

“Alert‍ level?”

“At⁠ the level of‌⁠​ a walking fortress,​‌⁠ similar to Alberto.”⁠⁠‌

“That’s⁠ exaggerated.”

“Alberto,‍‍⁠ that damn killer,⁠⁠‌ took five years​​‍ to become a threat. And this​⁠‌ is just a brat…”

“That’s⁠ precisely why he​⁠‍ is dangerous.”

“Afraid​‌ of a child?‍‌ You’ve aged poorly.”⁠⁠

They‌‍ looked at each​‍⁠ other with contempt.⁠‌⁠

No‌‌ one truly understood‍ the other.

At​ that moment, a masked man entered‌​ and whispered something⁠ to a noble.⁠

The​‌⁠ noble’s face stiffened.⁠⁠⁠

“The⁠ messenger has just‍ brought bad news.”⁠‌​

News‌⁠‌ of failure.

“The‌‌ Escolea cover-up has‌ failed.”

The​⁠⁠ “cover-up” was the⁠‌ name of the‌⁠‌ operation.

They‌⁠ used Doppler to‍‌ infiltrate noble positions.⁠⁠‌

Some‍ had already been⁠ infiltrated.

“And​⁠⁠ the one who‌ stopped it was​ Perda Valdrova.”

Those‍‌​ who had been​⁠ mocking fell silent.‌​

Everyone‌‌‌ turned toward the​ leader.

The​‍‍ leader formed a bitter smile.

Even​​ he was irritated.​​

“Has​‌ the existence of⁠ the Doppler been‍ discovered?”

A question devoid of​‍ calm.

Knowing⁠‍ that demons capable‌⁠ of replacing humans‍⁠ exist is no​ small matter.

It⁠‍ is like discovering‌​‍ explosives planted everywhere.​

The‍ leader responded with⁠‍⁠ absolute coldness.

“It​ will probably be‌ discovered.”

“Hmm…”⁠‍

He‌​ tapped his face⁠ with his fingers.⁠

“Who‌ was responsible for⁠‍ the Escolea cover-up?”⁠‍⁠

“……”‍‍⁠

“I‌​​ asked who.”

A man raised his‍‌ hand.

“I-it⁠⁠ was—”

Before⁠‌ he could finish,‍​⁠ his head was⁠ cut off.

The‍ body fell to‍​ the ground.

“……”‍‌

Silence‌ and fear filled​⁠ the room.

“Messenger.”​⁠​

“Yes.”‍‍⁠

The⁠‍‍ man stepped forward.​

The‍‌ leader tossed something‌⁠⁠ to him.

A syringe with black​ liquid.

“From​​ today, you are‌ Viscount Battlehorn.”

“Thank​‌‌ you for the​ blessing.”

The​‌ messenger injected the⁠​‍ contents into his‌ neck.

In‌ an instant, his‍⁠⁠ body turned black‌ like a mannequin.‍

He⁠‌‍ absorbed the blood‌ of the corpse.⁠

The‍ former Battlehorn died.​‍‍

A new one took​‌ his place.

Those​ present swallowed nervously.‌⁠‍

It‌ was a warning.‍​‍

Anyone‍‍ could be replaced.⁠

“End‌ the research on⁠ the Doppler. This​‍​ is no longer​ the time to​ study calmly.”

“Understood.”​​‌

“Destroy‍​ all remaining materials‍​ and eliminate anyone‍⁠‌ involved.”

“Yes.”⁠‍‌

The​ method was simple.‍

Their‍‌ facility was beneath⁠ a mountain.

It​ was enough to‌‍‌ collapse it.

***⁠

“The​⁠​ Grand Council is‍​ over. Don’t you‌ plan to return?”​‍‍

Ruri‌​ asked.

“I‍ have unfinished business.”‌‌

“Lady‍⁠ Valdrova will be‍⁠ waiting.”

“I‌ know. I don’t​⁠‍ like making her‌⁠‍ wait.”

“And​‌ yet you won’t‌ go?”

“It’s‌ important.”

More⁠⁠ important than any‍ monster outbreak.

A thread that could‍​ eliminate what made​​ Valdrova suffer.

Ruri‌ knew.

She​⁠ knew where he⁠‌ was heading.

That’s⁠ why she asked.‌⁠

“The‍ place is within⁠ Silverwind’s territory.”

Perda‌ nodded.

“I‌ know.”

“Goz⁠⁠​ harbors hatred toward⁠‌ you, Perda-nim.”

“I‍⁠​ know that too.”‌

“Demons​‌ are a common‌​⁠ enemy. But the​ enemy of my‌‍ enemy is not‍ necessarily my friend.‌​ If you enter​‌ that territory, your⁠​‍ hands will be​​ stained with blood.”⁠‌

Silverwind‌‌​ hates demons.

Perda‍‌ also despises the‌⁠ demons who make​‍‌ Valdrova suffer.

But​⁠‍ that doesn’t mean‌⁠⁠ they will welcome‍‌⁠ Perda.

“That’s⁠‍⁠ why this will‍ be done in‍ secret.”

“……”‍​⁠

“It’s‍‍ dangerous, but if‍⁠ it goes well,​‌ there will be‌‌​ no consequences.”

Ruri’s⁠ lips trembled.

Don’t​‍ go.

She‍⁠ wanted to say‌ it, but the⁠‍ words wouldn’t come‍ out.

“……Are‌​⁠ you going?”

“I⁠‍‌ have to.”

“I‍‍‍ understand. Then I will wait.”

“No.​‌ You must return.”​‍‍

“……”‍‌⁠

“While​ I’m gone, your‌‌​ duty is to⁠ protect your lady.”‌⁠‍

Ruri​ bit her lip⁠‍‍ hard.

She‍​‌ didn’t like it.⁠‍ She wanted to‌​‍ refuse.

But‍⁠‍ she couldn’t.

She‍‍ had no right​​ to go against‍ his will.

“Please‌‌‍ come back alive.”​

Ruri⁠ withdrew.

Perda‍‍ began making calculations‌‍ while preparing the⁠‍‌ secret expedition.

‘If​⁠⁠ we focus on​‍ mobility and reduce⁠ supplies to the⁠ minimum, even by​ forcing a medium-scale‍⁠‍ teleportation circle a bit, it will⁠⁠​ take a day.’​⁠

One‍⁠ day.

Fast‍‍​ to attack a country.

Slow‍‌ for a simple‍ research facility.

Moreover,‌‍⁠ the enemy would​ not stay still.‌​⁠

The‌​ failure of the‍‍ kidnapping of the‍⁠‍ rector of Escolea‍‍ would have already​​ reached their ears.⁠⁠⁠

They‌‌ would prepare quickly.‍⁠

‘It⁠ would be ideal‍‌⁠ if someone like‌​ Ruri could carry⁠ us flying.’

But‌ that was Silverwind’s‌ territory.

Perda‌‌ already knew what‌⁠​ had happened when‍ Ruri faced them.​​

He⁠‌ didn’t want to‍ involve her.

And⁠⁠ he shouldn’t.

‘This‌ must be resolved⁠ among us.’

The‌ next important thing​ was strength.

‘The‍ head of the⁠ laboratory was a 5-circle mage?’

The‍⁠ researchers were only​ low-level assistants.

The‌‌⁠ head was the​‍⁠ real danger.

It‌​ would be ideal‌ to know what‍ kind of magic​​​ he used.

But‍ not even torture⁠‌ could extract nonexistent‍ information.

‘I’ll⁠‌​ have to handle​​‌ it myself.’

Of⁠ course, it couldn’t⁠‌ be a frontal‌​⁠ battle.

Perda​‍⁠ reviewed his options.⁠

‘The​‌‍ shadow I can​‌⁠ manipulate without needing‍ to cast.’

It⁠​ normally takes the​⁠⁠ form of a Shadow Hand, but⁠⁠‌ it can adopt⁠ shapes like tentacles⁠‌‍ or flat surfaces.‍⁠

The‍‌​ less light there‍ is, the stronger‍ it becomes.

With‌‌ intense light, it⁠‍ weakens until it​‌​ crumbles.

‘It‍ wasn’t created for‌‌​ direct combat.’

It​‌ is Barbatos’s magic.‍⁠

Designed⁠ for stealth and‌‌‌ strategy.

‘According‍ to Shape of‍​‌ Shadow, this is⁠‍‌ part of my‍ body.’

The‌ shadow is recognized‌ as part of‍⁠ his body.

‘Then⁠​⁠ I can also​​​ use magic through‌‍‌ it.’

It​‍ was possible.

But⁠‍ it required great​ magical control.

Not​‍‌ just imitating an‍ arm.

But⁠ reproducing circuits and​⁠‍ mana channels.

Perda⁠ concentrated mana into⁠​ a Shadow Hand.​

Mana‍ flowed from his‌​ feet, traveled through​ the shadow, and​ gathered in the‍⁠⁠ hand.

He‍ followed the process‌‍ of constructing a magic circle.

From​‌⁠ the black hand,⁠ blue particles emerged.⁠‌

He​ managed to draw‌ a white magic⁠ circle.

Now​​ he could launch‍‍ surprise attacks from‌​ anywhere.

But‍​⁠ he frowned.

‘Four‍‌ times slower than‌​‌ average.’

An‍ experienced mage could⁠​​ react.

It⁠ was risky.

‘It​⁠ doesn’t matter.’

More‍‌⁠ than prediction, improvisation‌ was important.

And⁠⁠‌ that was what⁠‌ he did best.‍‍​

So​‌ he lay down.‌

He‌‌⁠ tried to sleep.​​‌

It‍⁠ was better to‍‌ rest than to‌ worry about what‌ couldn’t be controlled.⁠‌​

Then—‌‍

Just‌‌‌ as he closed‌⁠‍ his eyes, his⁠‍⁠ mind activated.

His⁠⁠ instinct detected something⁠‍​ strange.

‘Hmm…’‌

He​ had never felt​‌⁠ that in the‍​‌ castle.

Of‍‌‍ course.

Valdrova’s​ castle was protected‌‌⁠ by multiple magical‌⁠⁠ barriers.

But⁠ a noble mansion—‌‍

Was⁠⁠​ different.

Much‌ more vulnerable.

‘Who’s‍ coming?’

He⁠‍ felt the fluctuation‍‍​ of mana.

And‌⁠ then—

A smell of sulfur.⁠‍

“Hi,⁠‌ darling.”

A sensual voice.

The‌⁠ demon of lust,‍ Sitri.

“Get⁠ out.”

“How⁠⁠ cold. Is that⁠ how you treat‍‌ me?”

Her⁠ serpentine tongue ran‍‌ across her lips​​ as she approached.‌

“I​ have no intention⁠‌ of making a contract with you,⁠‌⁠ Sitri.”

“Neither‌​⁠ do I with‍‍‌ you. I hate⁠ your type. Hard‌‌ to control.”

“Then‌⁠ stop wasting time.”‍‍

“Relax.⁠⁠‍ I came for⁠‍ business.”

Perda’s‌‌⁠ expression hardened.

“Who‍ would do business‍⁠‌ with a demon?”‍

“Someone.⁠ You.”

She​‌​ pointed at him.​‍‍

Perda‍‌ raised his hands‌‌ to cover his⁠⁠‍ ears.

“The​ facility you plan⁠⁠ to attack will⁠⁠ be destroyed in⁠​⁠ less than six‌ hours.”

He​‌‌ stopped.

It⁠⁠ was important information.‍

“Don’t​‌ make that face.‌⁠‌ I’m an archdemon.”⁠

Sitri‌ smiled.

“How‍‍ do you know?”‌

“The‌⁠ ones I manage‌​‍ are usually high-ranking​⁠​ nobles. Some even​ work with demons.”‌‌⁠

It‍ was something Perda​‌ had already suspected.‌‌

The​ kidnapping confirmed it.‌

“The⁠ kidnapping failed. The‍ replacement was captured.‌ If he talks,‍‌ the place will‌⁠‌ be exposed.”

“So⁠​‌ they’ll destroy it.”​⁠

“Exactly.⁠​‌ Even if you‍⁠‍ leave now, you’ll​⁠ be late. It‍‍‍ would take you​‌​ one or two‌ days.”

“If‌⁠​ I move fast—”‌‌

“Using‌‍‌ that little spawn?⁠​ Maybe. But do⁠⁠ you think Silverwind⁠ will allow it?”‌⁠

They​ couldn’t just stand‍​⁠ by.

From⁠⁠ the moment Perda⁠ set foot in⁠​‌ Silverwind’s territory on‌‌​ his own when‍ he was in⁠‌‍ the White House,⁠⁠ to them, he​​‌ was already an‍ enemy.

If​‍‌ they had a pretext, they wouldn’t⁠‌ hesitate.

Complicated.⁠

Sitri⁠ fully understood the⁠‍⁠ situation.

That’s‍⁠ why she had‍‍⁠ come to propose‍‌‍ a deal.

“From⁠‍ that face you’re​ making, I feel⁠‍‌ like now we’re​ finally going to⁠ reach an agreement.⁠⁠ Am I right?”‍​‍

Sitri‌ pressed him.

Perda’s​‍ blue eyes moved​ calmly, revealing nothing.‍‍⁠

“What‌‍⁠ can you offer‌⁠‍ me?”

As‍‍ if she had‍ been waiting for⁠‍ that question, Sitri‍⁠ slipped her hand⁠​ into her cleavage.‌​​

She‍ pulled out a thick rolled parchment.‍‌

“It’s‌‍ a scroll with‍ Binding Bridge magic‌‌‍ inscribed. Do you‍​ know what it‌ does?”

“It⁠ connects two spaces​‍ within a dimension.‌⁠​ It’s a teleportation​⁠ type.”

“Oh,‌​ what an intelligent‍⁠ man. Exactly. You​‌‍ know how valuable​‌⁠ it is, right?”​‌

It⁠‌ could move with‍ such stealth that‌⁠⁠ most detection magic​ becomes useless, and⁠ by connecting spaces,‍ it has continuity.​⁠‍

It⁠⁠ fit perfectly with⁠‍‌ his situation, which‍​​ required stealth infiltration.‌​⁠

“Is​​‍ that all?”

“If​​⁠ you need more,⁠⁠⁠ my subordinates can‍‍ entertain those useless⁠ Silverwind fools. I’ll‌​​ give you enough​‌ time to wipe⁠ out the place‌‌ and loot all⁠ the information from⁠ the lab.”

Moving‌‍ long distances at​​ once and also⁠ buying time.

Sitri’s‍​ conditions were too‌ good.

Too‌​‍ good.

That’s⁠⁠‌ why, instead of‌‌ accepting immediately, Perda‍ thought.

The‍​ opponent was a demon.

Demons‌ always make contracts‌‌​ to their own‍​ advantage.

A deal this favorable​⁠‍ implied an equivalent‌‌ price.

“What⁠‍⁠ do you want⁠‌ in return?”

“Inside‌ that facility there’s⁠‍ a foolish demon.”⁠​​

“A‍‍⁠ foolish demon?”

“Yes.‍‌⁠ She was supposed‌ to seduce a man, but ended‍‌ up completely falling​‍‌ in love with⁠ him.”

“Is‌ that possible?”

“That’s‌​⁠ why I said‌​​ she’s an idiot.”‌

Sitri⁠‍​ sighed.

“If​‌‌ she dies there,⁠‍ she won’t even‌​​ be able to‌​ return to hell.‌‍ She’ll be completely‌‍ annihilated and disappear⁠⁠ into the void.​‍​ So bring her‌ out and kill‌ her outside. So‍⁠​ she can be⁠‌​ summoned back to‍ hell.”

“What​ an affectionate proposal.”​

“What‌⁠ did you expect?​‌ Even among demons,​⁠​ we take care​​ of each other.‌​‌ There’s something called‍​ affection.”

“Not‍​‍ even a dog​‌ would believe that.”‌

Sitri⁠​ was the demon‌‍⁠ of lust.

The‍​ furthest thing from​​⁠ affection.

“Fine,‍ I’ll tell you​ the truth. She’s⁠‌ one of my‍ daughters.”

“I‌ see.”

“She’s‌ already an adult,‌​ she should be⁠⁠​ independent, but what​⁠‌ can I do?‌‍ Her mother has‌ to save her.‌ Even if my‍‌⁠ skirt is too‍ thin and short.”‌‍⁠

Sitri​ swayed her skirt​​ provocatively.

“Your‍​⁠ proposal means I rescue her while‍ you help us.”‌‍‍

“Everyone⁠ wins. Isn’t it‌‌ a great deal?”⁠⁠​

Perda‍⁠⁠ thought again.

Only⁠⁠⁠ one phrase crossed‌⁠ his mind.

Do​⁠‌ not make deals‍ with demons.

“Can⁠‍⁠ you swear on​⁠‍ your name that‌‍​ this isn’t a trap?”

“I⁠ swear in the⁠ name of the​⁠​ archdemon Sitri. I have no intention‌ of setting a trap. If you‌ rescue that girl,‌ your mission ends​⁠ there.”

Sitri​ answered firmly.

Perda​‌​ nodded.

“Fine.‍ Let’s make that​​​ deal.”

“Easier​ than I thought.‌⁠ Perfect.”

Sitri​⁠ left the scroll‍‍‍ floating in the⁠ air next to​ the bed.

“You‍​ have two hours‍⁠ from now. You​⁠ can send in​ eight people at⁠‌⁠ once, and bring‍ out eight people.‍‌ Don’t forget.”

After‍‍ saying that, Sitri​ vanished into the⁠ darkness.

The⁠⁠‌ moment her figure‍⁠ completely disappeared—

Perda’s‍​‌ door burst open.​

Count‌‌ Consilus and several⁠ armed knights rushed⁠‍ in.

“My‌‍‍ lord regent! Are​‍⁠ you alright?”

“I’m⁠​ fine.”

“We⁠‌ detected a demon‌​ intrusion. Allow us​ to search—”

“No​​‍ need. It’s already‍ gone.”

“Did⁠ the demon tell​ you anything—?”

“And‍‍‌ the expedition is⁠ canceled.”

“What?⁠​ What do you‌‍ mean…?”

Perda‍⁠‍ had no time‌ for explanations.

He‌‌ only gave orders.‌

“We‍⁠‌ begin the operation‌‌ in one hour.⁠​​ Gather the elite‌‍ troops.”

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