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I Married the Dragon I Killed Chapter 66: Dog Collar

Chapter 66: Dog Collar

“Darling.”⁠‍⁠

Sitri’s‍⁠ lips twitched.

“Have​‍‍ you gone crazy?”​‌⁠

She​⁠​ could not even‌ maintain that fake‍‌‍ smile she always​⁠​ showed.

“Do⁠‍‌ I look crazy?”‍

“What’s​​‌ wrong? Did you​‍ go north and⁠‌‍ catch some stupid‍ virus? Or because‌ I called you⁠ darling, did you⁠‍​ think I actually‍ fell in love⁠⁠ with you?”

There‍​ were many humans‌​‌ who indulged in‍‍​ those kinds of​​ delusions.

But⁠‍ Perda was not‍​ one of them.‌‌

Precisely​​ because of that,‌‍‌ this was the⁠​ first time Sitri‍​‌ felt so bewildered.‌‍​

“I‌⁠‍ know your most‍ fatal secret.”

“The‍⁠ only fatal thing⁠ about me is⁠⁠ my charm.”

The⁠⁠ bigger a secret⁠⁠‌ is, the less⁠‌ it reveals itself.‍

The‍‍‍ more important a matter is, the​​⁠ more carefully it⁠ is handled.

It‍​ was the same‌ with demons.

Even​ they could not‍‍‌ escape the rules‌​‍ of secrets.

“I‌ heard a story.”‍

A story from the⁠⁠‍ distant future.

Perda​‍ had gathered countless​ records in order⁠‍ to research magic.​⁠‍

Among⁠⁠⁠ them were records​‌ about hell.

A compilation that recounted​ the moments when​ the seven archdemons‌‌ of hell were​ in danger.

Their​‍ greatest mistakes and‌​⁠ weaknesses.

The⁠​‍ demons called it‍‍‍ the Devyromicon.

It‌‌⁠ sounded like a forbidden book, but​⁠‍ even humans could⁠‌ read it.

The‍⁠ reason was simple.‍‌‍

It​‍ was a display​ of pride.

A declaration that they‍​ would never repeat‍ the same mistakes.‌⁠‍

And‌‍ at the same‍⁠ time, a trap​ for the arrogant.⁠⁠⁠

Those‌ who tried to⁠⁠​ uncover the demons’​ weaknesses by reading‌‍ the Devyromicon ended‍​ up destroyed.

Always‌‍⁠ believing they would‌‍​ be different.

But​ Perda truly was‍​ different.

When​​ he read that⁠ demonic story, fifteen⁠ years had already⁠⁠⁠ passed since then.‌

And⁠ what he was⁠‌​ reciting now was​ something that occurred⁠‍ during that time.​​‍

“I‍ heard a ridiculous‍‌ story. One of​ the countless children⁠ born from the⁠‌‌ archdemon Sitri while‍‍‌ she indulged in‍ her pleasures stole⁠‍‌ her Life Vessel.”​‌‌

“What⁠ are you talking‌‌ about?”

Sitri⁠⁠ tilted her head.⁠

“You⁠​⁠ don’t know?”

“Of​ course not. I have no idea‍ what kind of‍⁠ nonsense you’re talking⁠‍⁠ about, darling.”

As​⁠ befitted a demon‌⁠‍ of seduction, she​ maintained a flawless‌‌​ appearance.

Perda​⁠ calmly observed her‍‌ face.

Waiting​​⁠ for the instant‍ that mask would‍​​ break.

“Then‌​⁠ I suppose I’ll⁠​ have to hand​ Penelope over to​‌ the Magic Association.”‌​

“The​​​ Magic Association…?”

“You‌⁠‌ know better than‍‍ anyone how much‍ they hate demons.⁠ What do you‌‌⁠ think they’ll do‍⁠ if I hand‍​‌ over not just‌⁠⁠ a demon, but‌​ one capable of⁠‌​ revealing the weakness‌‍ of the archdemon​‍ Sitri?”

Perda⁠​‍ spoke almost as‌​‌ if singing.

“They’ll​​‍ examine Penelope’s body⁠​‌ from top to⁠⁠‌ bottom. It will‍‌ take time, but⁠‌ eventually they’ll reach​‌ the truth. And‌‍ then—”

“That’s‍‌ enough.”

Sitri⁠ interrupted him.

The​⁠‍ atmosphere changed completely.⁠​

The‌ seductive feeling from‌ before became as​ cold as thorns.‌​⁠

“Who‌ are you?”

Sitri’s‍ mask broke.

“What⁠⁠ bastard told you‌‍ that secret?”

Her‍‍ gaze was suffocating.‌

As‌​​ if she were‌‌ trying to rip‌​ everything out from​ inside him.

“It‌⁠ doesn’t seem to‌‌⁠ have been my‍‍ daughter. If that‌​ idiot had spoken​⁠​ or left clues,⁠‍ she would already⁠ be back in⁠‌‍ my hands.”

“What⁠‌‍ if I discovered‍​ it on my⁠‌ own?”

“I‍ don’t underestimate you.⁠ But I don’t‍‌ overestimate you either.⁠‌‌ It’s impossible for‌ a mere human‍‌​ to discover something​​ even the archdemons‌ do not know.”​‍‌

“You’re‍ not even calling⁠ me darling anymore.⁠ Are you desperate?”​‍

“Yes.‍‍ I’m desperate. So​⁠‌ answer quickly if‌⁠ you don’t want‌⁠⁠ to burn eternally⁠⁠ in hell.”

Sitri‍ threatened him with‌⁠​ her long nails.‍

“Don’t​‍ threaten me. Do‌​⁠ you want to‍ end up turned⁠ into a shit‌‌⁠ fly?”

The​ demons of hell​ had rules.

And‌​⁠ the higher a demon’s rank, the‍⁠ stricter they were.⁠​

Ascending‌​ was difficult.

But⁠‍‍ falling only took​‌⁠ an instant.

“Do⁠​‍ you think I’m⁠⁠ incapable of it?”⁠​

Her​ nails dug into‍ Perda’s skin.

“You​ broke our deal.‍⁠ I asked you‌ to hand Penelope‍‍‌ over to me,‌‍‍ and now you’re⁠⁠⁠ trying to use‍‍​ her to screw‍⁠‍ me over.”

Perda⁠‌ replied.

“You‌⁠ asked me to​‍ rescue Penelope. And‍ I rescued her.”​⁠

“No.​​ I clearly asked‌ you to hand⁠‌ her over to​ me. That is‌‌‍ breaking the contract,‍‍ regent.”

Perda​​‌ let out a dry laugh.

“You⁠⁠ broke it too.”​⁠

“What?”​‌

“You‌⁠ said all of⁠‌ us would return‌ safely. But I couldn’t escape from‌​ that place. What‌ do you have⁠⁠ to say about​​ that?”

“Obviously‌ you should have⁠​ killed Penelope. Sending‍‌‍ her back to⁠⁠ hell would have‌⁠‍ been enough.”

“And​ what if I didn’t know that?⁠⁠ You made rescue‌ the condition. And‌ I rescued her​⁠ alive and safe.‍‍ The one who​‍ violated it was‍‍ you.”

“Are‌‍ you planning to​‍‌ play with words?”‌

“Isn’t‍ that what you⁠‌​ like most?”

The⁠​‌ demons’ word games.​​⁠

How‍ many people had​ been seduced and⁠​ destroyed by them.​‌

“If‌ it bothers you​​ that much…”

Perda⁠ crossed his legs​‌​ and leaned back.​​

“Then‍​‌ let’s go to⁠​ trial.”

When​‍ contractual disputes occurred,⁠​‌ they could be⁠ settled in the⁠‍‍ demon court.

And‍ Sitri would undoubtedly⁠ win.

But‌ she could not‍‌ take this to⁠‍‍ court.

Because‍‍ if the words⁠ Life Vessel came​ to light—

Her‍​ shame would be‍‌⁠ exposed before everyone.​

Sitri‌ fell silent.

She‍ had been completely‍ cornered.

“You​‍​ said it yourself.​‍⁠ If a demon‍‍ is fitted with‌ a proper collar,‌‌ it can become‌‍‍ an excellent dog.”⁠​

Perda‌‌ smiled faintly.

“I‍ suppose demons can‌‍ make good dogs⁠ too.”

“Hahaha…”‌

Sitri⁠ let out a laugh.

“Hahahahaha!!”​‍⁠

She​ burst into laughter.‌‍

As​ if she had‌ lost her mind.‍

“Do‍⁠​ you know something,‌⁠ oppa?”

“……Oppa?”⁠⁠‍

“Right‍⁠ now, you’re incredibly‌ sexy.”

The​⁠ atmosphere was different.‍‍⁠

This​‌​ was no longer‍​ fake seduction.

“So,⁠​ what will you​ do?”

“Fine,​​​ I’ll do it.‍ It’s true that​‍‍ Abel Silverwind worked‍ with me. Anything​‌ else?”

She‍​​ moistened her lips‌ with her tongue.⁠

Breathing⁠ heavily, she said,‌⁠⁠

“For​⁠‌ you, I’d do‍​‌ anything, oppa.”

It​ was more unsettling​‌ than when she‌ had turned cold.⁠​

“Stay‌​‌ away.”

“Hahaha,⁠‍⁠ you’re so cold.‌​​ Even that makes‌‍ you attractive.”

Sitri⁠​‍ obediently stepped back.‍

“Then​​ answer my question.”‌⁠

“What‍​ question?”

“The⁠‌​ snitch who gave‌ oppa information.”

Who​ would tell him⁠‍‌ something like that?​‌⁠

Perda‍⁠​ knew all of​ it because of‌​ the future.

And‍ there was no‍‍ way to explain‌​ that.

So‌‍‍ he answered.

“Barbatos.”⁠

One‍​ of the seven⁠‍⁠ demons of hell.‍‌

The⁠​ demon of shadows‌⁠​ and conspiracies.

The‍⁠‍ demon who could​ have the greatest⁠ connection to Perda.⁠‍⁠

“Barbatos…‍‍⁠ how curious. I didn’t expect to​​​ hear that name.”‌‍‍

Sitri​ murmured those words.⁠‍‍

She‍‌ did not seem‍​ to have found‍ an answer.

But‌​‌ she also did‍ not care too‌‌⁠ much.

“Then‍‍‍ we’ll meet again,‍⁠ handsome oppa. Until‍‌‌ then, take good‍‌ care of that⁠‍ dog collar.”

Muah.​​‌

With⁠ a kiss blown‍⁠⁠ through the air,‌ her figure disappeared⁠ completely.

Dawn‌ arrived.

***‍

“Kugh……”‌‍​

The​‌⁠ dark elf.

Since⁠‍‍ she had used‍ emergency escape magic,​⁠‍ only her body⁠ had been transported⁠‌ there.

“Damn⁠ it……”

She⁠‍⁠ had managed to​ find a place‌‍⁠ to hide, but​ she could not​ escape the cold.⁠‌​

Even⁠‌⁠ for an elf​​ with great physical​ endurance, enduring a snow-covered mountain range⁠‌‍ was not easy.⁠‍‍

The​‍‍ freezing wind leaking‍​ in from the​⁠ cave entrance constantly⁠⁠​ brushed against her⁠‌​ consciousness.

Then​​‍ she suddenly opened‍ her eyes.

Someone‍‌ was coming.

“Who‍⁠‌ goes there?”

The⁠ only thing she⁠⁠ held in her⁠‍ hand was a stone.

Even‌ so, she threatened​‌ the intruder with‍‌⁠ a fierce expression.‍​​

What​​⁠ appeared from outside​ was a massive‍​ figure that covered⁠ half the cave‌ entrance.

The​ dark elf’s eyes‌ could clearly make‍ it out.

It⁠​ had red eyes‍⁠‍ and sharp fangs.​​‍

“So‌‌‍ this is where‍‌ you were, Laboratory⁠‍ Director Linne.”

“……”‍​

The‌⁠ man slowly swept​⁠ his gaze across‌‍‌ Linne’s body.

“We‍‌⁠ received reports of‌‌​ a disturbance, but⁠ it seems all‌ of it was‍‌​ true.”

“You‌ demon bastards are‌‍ damned hypocrites too.‌‌ Are you another​ idiot who came​ to stare at⁠‌ an elf’s body?”⁠‌

“Stop⁠⁠ talking nonsense.”

“If​​⁠ you know it’s⁠ nonsense, then give⁠‌⁠ me clothes. At⁠⁠ this rate I’ll⁠‌ freeze to death.”⁠‌​

The‍ demon extended his⁠⁠‍ hand.

The‌ massive reddish muscles⁠‌‍ protruding from his⁠ body were intimidating.‍‍

“The⁠⁠‍ journal and the‌​ samples first.”

“After‍‍ seeing me like‍​ this, you still‍‍‌ want those? Obviously‌ they’re no longer⁠‌​ with me.”

“Then‍‍​ that means they‍‌‌ are now in‌​ those people’s hands.”‌

“Yes,‌ I failed.”

“You‌ know well the⁠‍ fate of those​‍ who fail, don’t​​ you?”

Linne‌‍‌ growled.

“So⁠‍‌ what? Are you‍‌ going to execute‌​⁠ me on the​‌ spot for failing?”⁠​

“You‍‌ will be escorted‌​⁠ as a prisoner‌‍ from your position⁠​⁠ as laboratory director.​⁠ After that, you‍‌ will face trial.”​

“Then⁠⁠‌ go ahead with‍‌‌ your damned trial!‌​ All the research​ is in my​ head! I’m the⁠‌ only one who‍​ knows how to‌⁠​ recreate those samples​⁠ and continue the‍ evolution of the‌‌ True Demons!”

“There⁠‍ are those among‌​‍ us who practice​⁠ necromancy. Extracting what’s⁠ in your head​‌ won’t be difficult.”⁠

“Those⁠ idiots? Ha! How‍ perfectly do you‍ think those pseudo‌‍ intellectuals can create‍​⁠ anything by playing‍⁠ around with my‌‌ mind? They’ll barely⁠⁠‍ manage to make​ a few children’s​ toys before regretting‌⁠ it!”

The‍ man simply watched‍‌ her in silence.‍

Linne‍⁠‍ forced her mouth​ to move.

The‍‍⁠ cold was so‍ intense she felt‌ she was going⁠⁠ to freeze to⁠ death.

“When​​ my race was​‍ being exterminated, you​​‍ were the only⁠⁠‍ ones who saved‌ me. That day,‌ you said this,⁠ didn’t you? That⁠​‌ out of everyone,​‍‍ I was the‌⁠ only useful one.⁠‌ Are you going‍‌⁠ to execute the​⁠⁠ most competent person‌ right here?”

“……”‍‌

“So‌​ stop wasting time⁠‍‌ and give me⁠⁠ those damned clothes.”⁠

The‍ man observed her​ for a moment⁠ before tossing her‌⁠‌ a coat.

Linne⁠ immediately put it⁠ on.

The⁠ inside was warm​​ thanks to thermal‌ magic.

“Was‌⁠⁠ it Perda Valdrova‌⁠ who left your⁠‍ eye like that?”‌⁠

Linne‍⁠ clenched her teeth‍‍ and nodded.

“I​⁠ never imagined I would end up‍‌‍ defeated by that‍ brat.”

“I⁠ heard he was​‍​ more outstanding than⁠ an ordinary human.‌⁠ Even now his⁠ name is being‌​⁠ mentioned in the​ Round Council.”

“It’s⁠​ not enough to⁠​⁠ say he’s better​‍​ than an ordinary​​ human. Even that​⁠‍ description underestimates him.”‍

“Then‍‌ how would you⁠⁠ describe him?”

Linne⁠⁠⁠ hugged the coat‌⁠ tightly.

“In‌‍ all of history,⁠‍ something like him‍‌ has never existed.”​‌‍

“You’re⁠‌ afraid.”

“I’m‌⁠ only speaking objectively.⁠​ The moment he‌ caught me off‌ guard, I felt‌‌‌ it.”

After​‍⁠ Lightning Bolt pierced‍‍‌ through her eye,‍⁠⁠ she remembered the‌ image of Perda​ burned into her​‍‌ vision.

A young man with‍​⁠ gray hair.

Blue​​ eyes impossible to‍‍ read.

And​⁠ within those blue‌‌ eyes, she sensed‌​⁠ something familiar.

“That⁠‌​ bastard is a lunatic who has‌ fought stronger mages‌ over and over⁠ again.”

The​⁠⁠ eyes of a monster hunter.

Someone‍‍​ who compensated for⁠ a lack of‍‍ power with technique⁠ and crushed enemies‌‍ by seeing several‍‍ moves ahead.

In⁠​⁠ those eyes, Linne‌⁠ understood that she‌⁠ had lost.

That‌‍⁠ was why she‌ abandoned the fight​ and used the‍‌‍ emergency escape scroll.‌⁠‍

The⁠ man looked outside.​‍⁠

The​ snowstorm that had⁠‍ been raging violently‌​ was beginning to​‍ calm down.

“It’s‍‌ time to move.”⁠⁠

The‍​ man stood up.⁠‍

But‌ Linne hesitated.

“Is‍ there no way⁠ to avoid my⁠​ punishment?”

“You‍ already know the‌⁠ answer, don’t you?”‌

The‌‌​ man answered coldly.​⁠​

“Just‌​ pray that your⁠‍​ evaluation of him‌ as a lunatic⁠⁠‍ carries enough weight‍‌‌ before the council.”‍​‌

Demons​​‌ were all the⁠ same.

They‌‌ had no emotions.⁠

No‌‍‍ guilt.

They⁠​⁠ only calculated the‌‌​ value of a life.

“The‍‌‌ only thing I can do is‍​⁠ prove how useful​⁠‍ I am.”

Linne​‍ hugged the coat​‍ around herself.

‘I‍‌ will survive.’

Survival.‌

That‍‌ was the oath​⁠ she had made⁠ from the day​‍​ she touched Godwin’s‌‍ blood.

***‌

The‍ peaceful central-eastern region‍ of the continent‍ of Serdes.

The⁠‌‌ Rosnova territory was⁠‍ also prospering peacefully.‍⁠

The​ family head, Eremvalt⁠ Rosnova, had already‌ retired due to⁠‌ age, but his​ two sons successfully​‍‍ maintained the family​‍⁠ line.

And⁠​‌ then, a bomb​​‍ fell upon that⁠ house.

Not​ literally a catapult‍​ or cannon.

No.‍​

In​⁠‍ fact, that would‍ have been much⁠‍ better.

“Hello,‍ family head. You‍‍ know who I am, right?”

Standing‍​‌ before Eremvalt was‌‍ a young girl.⁠‌

With⁠‍​ a childish voice,⁠ she spoke in‌ an openly disrespectful‌ manner.

Normally,​​ Eremvalt would have⁠‍‍ exploded in rage,​​ shouting that an⁠ insolent girl should‌​​ not speak to‌ him that way.‍‌⁠

But…​⁠

“Yes.‌ I know you⁠⁠ very well.”

He‍ did not dare.‌‍⁠

Because‍‌⁠ he knew what‌​⁠ he was seeing‍‌ was not the‌​‌ whole truth.

The⁠ little girl before⁠ him far surpassed​⁠‍ his own age.‍‌

“Oh?⁠⁠​ Aren’t you the‍‍ great guide of​⁠‌ mages, Lady Erdes?”⁠‌

“Oh,‍‍ come on. No⁠‌ need to flatter‍‌ me like that.‌‍‍ I already know​‍⁠ you people call​ me the little​​ beautiful lunatic behind​ my back.”

It​‌ was a difficult‍ reaction to deal​‍⁠ with.

Because​‍​ she really was‌‌‌ a lunatic.

But​⁠⁠ not exactly a “little beautiful” one.‍

“What‌ brings you to‍​ such a humble‌⁠ place?”

Eremvalt​ wanted to know​ her purpose.

Erdes‍ was like a storm.

She‌​‌ appeared suddenly, destroyed‍⁠ everything, and then​​⁠ disappeared.

Depending⁠‌ on the case,⁠ even an entire⁠​ family could cease​ to exist.

Eremvalt’s‌⁠ family could be⁠⁠​ next.

“It’s​​ nothing important. I didn’t come to‌ turn this place​ into a disaster,​ so you can‌‍ relax.”

“Y-yes.‍‌ Of course I wasn’t worried about‍‍​ that.”

“Although​ depending on how​ this conversation goes,⁠ maybe I will.”⁠​

Eremvalt‌ swallowed hard.

He⁠‌‍ had ended up⁠ in front of⁠ a true lunatic.‍

When‌‍ Erdes moved one⁠​ finger, a map⁠⁠ floated out from​‌ inside her clothes‍ and landed on​‍‍ the table.

“What‍​​ do you think‌​ this is?”

“A…⁠‍‌ map?”

“Exactly.‍ A map engraved‍‌ on magical paper.⁠ In our Magic​​ Tower, we use​‌ this to observe‌‌​ the flow of‌ mana.”

After‌‌‍ that brief explanation,‌ she pointed at‍⁠‍ a spot with‍‌ her little staff.‌‌

“And‌ what do you⁠⁠​ think this is?”‍⁠​

“Judging​​‍ by the mark…‍‍ it seems to‌ be Count Consilus’s​‌⁠ castle.”

“Correct.‍ And this point‌‍⁠ here?”

“Hmm…‌‍ some northern mountain?”‍​‌

“More‍⁠ specifically.”

“That…‌ is Silverwind territory.”​‌​

“Exactly!‍ What a relief.​‌‌ If you had‍⁠ been as idiotic⁠ as our Blue,‌‌ I might have‌​‌ gotten a little​ angry.”

She⁠‌ smiled sweetly as⁠ she lowered the⁠ staff.

“And‌⁠⁠ what do you‌ think it means​ that I pointed‍⁠‌ out those two⁠ places?”

“Eh?‍‌​ Well… that is…”‌‍

Eremvalt​​⁠ lowered his gaze⁠‍‍ to the map.​‌

He​ could not raise​⁠ his head.

That⁠ subtle smile.

What‌⁠ shone in her‌​‍ eyes.

He⁠⁠ did not have‍ the courage to‌ face it directly.​‍

“I’m​‍⁠ sorry. With my‌​​ dull head, I cannot understand…”

“Well,​ it doesn’t matter.⁠ You’re not even‌⁠ a mage, so⁠‌​ how could you​⁠ understand? Besides, unlike⁠ Blue, at least‍‌ you know you’re​ an idiot, right?”⁠‍

Eremvalt‌ understood that until‌ just moments ago,‍‍‍ death had been​ standing right behind‌ him.

Every​ word.

Every​⁠‌ action.

Every⁠ wrong decision and‌⁠‌ he would die.⁠

Why?⁠​

Why⁠​ did he feel​⁠ that so clearly?⁠​​

The‍ reason was simple.⁠⁠

“Bending‌​ Bridge magic was​ activated here. A Bending Bridge connected⁠ to hell.”

Black⁠⁠​ magic.

Her⁠ hatred for black‍ magic was famous.‌‌‍

“Is‍ that so?”

“But⁠⁠ I don’t think​ Count Consilus was‍​‍ the one who​‍‌ used it.”

“T-then…”​‍​

“Think‌ a little harder.‌ If it wasn’t⁠‌ Count Consilus, who​​ could it have​ been? One of​ his relatives? One⁠ of his children?‍⁠ Or perhaps… someone⁠⁠ above him?”

“Someone…​‌​ above him…?”

Then‌‌ everything began to‌​‌ fall into place.⁠⁠

That‌​ was why that​ lunatic mage had‌⁠‍ come specifically to​‍ seek out a knight family like⁠‍‌ his.

“Perda…”​‌⁠

The‌‍‍ third son he‌‌ had abandoned.

All​ of this was‌ happening because of‌​‍ him.

“There‌⁠‌ are traces showing‍ that the Regent​ of Valdrova had‍​ contact with demons.”‌

Erdes‌‌‍ Roton.

He​ knew perfectly well⁠​ the level of⁠‌ hatred she felt⁠ toward black magic.‍⁠‍

Anyone‌‌ connected to black⁠ magic faced, at​ minimum, the extermination‍⁠⁠ of their entire‌ family.

That‌ meant the complete​‍⁠ destruction of House​ Rosnova.

“P-please,⁠‌‍ forgive me!”

Eremvalt​ dropped to his‌ knees.

The‌ emblem of that‌ proud family of⁠⁠‍ knights was crushed‍ against the floor.⁠

“I⁠ swear I have‌​ nothing to do​​ with that bastard!⁠ Since the day‌​ he left this‍​⁠ house, we’ve been‍⁠ complete strangers! We⁠ haven’t even contacted⁠⁠ each other!”

He​ desperately rubbed his‌⁠ hands together while⁠ begging for his‍​ life.

Erdes​ continued smiling as⁠ she watched him.⁠​

“I‌‍‌ know. It’s obvious‍ that a mere‍⁠‍ little knight like⁠​ you wasn’t involved.”‍⁠

She​‍ spoke as though​ she understood.

But⁠ that did not​​‍ reassure Eremvalt.

There⁠‍ was no mercy⁠​ in that woman’s‌ anger.

That​‌ fact alone was‍⁠​ enough to exterminate‌ the entire Rosnova⁠‌⁠ family.

However,‍ today she had‍​ no intention of‍ doing so.

“So⁠ speak.”

She⁠ desired only one‌⁠ thing.

And‌​​ that one thing‌ was far too⁠ great.

“Tell​‍ me about this‌​ Perda.”

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  • Haimiya_cutie.
    Body Integration
    1 month ago

    Thus bitch is here again every time I read her name it made so angry why not this bitch stay put why she poking nose in someone else business 😒.

  • Recargas
    Recargas
    Mortal
    2 weeks ago

    Essa é doente mental

  • ReadNova
    Mortal
    1 month ago

    From Erdes’s perspective, she is not really wrong, like she fought in the demon war, thus her hatred for black magic or anything demon related is obvious. And then Perda’s sudden growth and his usage of black magic would seem suspicious to the people in this timeline, it’s not like she could guess that Perda is a 9th circle mage who returned to past, her actions are obvious without knowing about Perda’s truth, even if they are frustrating to read

  • Ernatio Degaldo (Ernatio D)

    I hope this dumb arch mages gets wrecked by Perda. 🙁

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