I’m not going to die

40 – The Devil’s Curse (5)

“A black magician.”

“Yes, yes! That’s right. Get well!”

Even the predictions were not wrong, and a black magician came out of the mouths of the thieves.

“They, they burned our family, our property, and our home!”

“Any help from the capital?”

“I couldn’t get it at all. They were kicked out as bandits, and even if they tried to ask for help from other villages, most of them were burned and only rubble remained.”

…seemed to know something.

The reason warlocks do this is to get fresh sacrifices and slaves.

There is only one black magician in need of such a thing near the capital.

ambrosia.

They were burning down the village in order to be born again.

A series of events that lead to one came to mind.

The devil’s curse is an area that warlocks are good at.

Didn’t I just make a contract with the devil without rest and use it?

So I guessed.

Was the Bishop’s fall and Bessia’s false accusation in the church part of the Dark Magic Tower’s conspiracy?

No, I can’t think of it simply.

If only the bishop was cursed and fell, it was possible even by the Black Tower owner alone, but taking Besiah off was another thing.

There will be a bigger back belly.

“…It’s complicated.”

“Isn’t it better not to care? The bishop is more urgent.”

Even if I wanted to, it was clear that the warlock was involved in this case.

In addition to saving the bishop, the rebuilding of Ambrosia also had to be prevented.

Subtly without being too obvious.

If you don’t do it right, you’ll draw the royal family’s attention too far.

…To be honest, I think I’ve already pulled enough.

“Listen, thieves.”

said to the kneeling thieves.

If I can’t afford it right now, it’s right to use manpower that can move.

“I will give you a chance to be pardoned for your sins.”

“Is that true?”

“Are you saving me?”

I could see the bandits starting to cheer up.

“Not only will I save you, but I will give you a reasonable reward according to the work you have done.”

“Then please do something!”

“We don’t want to die stealing like this!”

It was found that the appeasement was quite successful.

A thief is one who lives lawlessly like this and never knows when he will die.

Unless it’s a really terrible famine, and it’s hard to eat even a single blade of grass, I won’t try to become a thief.

I mean, give them a chance. how hopeful

In the meantime, Fran asked.

“I don’t know what you want the thieves to do, but can we really pardon them?”

“I can’t do that, since I’m only the second son of a baron, and Raeli is just a daughter of a viscount.”

“…This is absolutely crap.”

“I’m against thieves anyway, how about hitting a ball?”

I am proud

What promises and rewards to the thieves? If you don’t kill me, I should be grateful.

Leaving Fran, who wondered if this was right, he gave instructions to the thieves.

“Your role is to find as many surviving villages or small groups as possible, and induce them to get as far away from the capital as possible.”

“Can I just do that?”

“It is to escape from the threat of the warlocks attacking the surrounding area.”

The thieves nodded.

At first glance, my proposal seemed reasonable.

Then, lastly, I had to put restrictions on them.

If I trust the thieves without any restrictions, I will be the only one to protect myself.

The root of the star starts to spin round and round, and blue light encroaches on my surroundings.

The thieves were frightened by the magic procession.

At my beckoning, contracts in blue light are distributed to all of them.

“Sign it, it is the power that will bring you death if you do not follow my instructions and escape.”

“…What if I run away?”

“Just like that, your head will explode and you will die.”

The thieves trembled in fear, and at the same time energized by amnesty and compensation, everyone finished signing the contract.

It was just one signature, but the atmosphere is that I hired them, and at the same time they are the owner holding the lifeline, and they have become fierce dogs bowing their heads in front of their owner.

“Then go. It’s not too late to finish the job and put you down.”

“All right!”

“If you finish your work, come to Rousselmanie.”

“Huh! Duke’s name… ! I will definitely!”

So the bandits dispersed to carry out their work.

Fran recited each of the jokes I had played with her cold eyes.

“First of all, the mana contract is only possible between wizards, so it has no effect.”

“Was it like that?!”

Raeli, who did not know such a fact, just held on to her pounding heart and watched this majestic scene.

It was majestic.

Because that many thieves changed their minds and bowed their heads in front of me.

“Raeli wake up too! If the wizard comes later and asks to make a contract, never believe it!”

“Uh, yes, that’s right.”

“Besides, why are you giving the name of Russelmann?! Reinhardt isn’t even here, so you’re impersonating me?!”

“Russellmani’s carriage is right.”

Since it was not the procession of an aristocrat belonging to Rousselmani, I didn’t put any patterns or badges on it, but Rousselmani’s carriage was correct anyway.

Fran was stunned by my grand ball, but there was nothing wrong with it anyway.

Mana’s contract is a lie, Russelmani is also a lie, but I know Gongja there.

The opponent who hit the ball is a group of bandits.

A perfect sphere cannot be distinguished from the truth.

so it’s a perfect crime

“You think that makes sense?! I think Argal needs moral education.”

“It’s not what’s important anyway.”

“So, isn’t the bishop waiting for us?”

“Turn it off.”

Besides, because it was too late, Changsung, who was stuck in the carriage, was also secretly sticking his head out.

“…hey, what’s going on… .”

“Be still, be still! Patients need to stay calm!”

“I-I’m talking… !”

Drip- bang!

Fran closed the window Changsung had left open.

For thorough containment, the carriage she was riding on had no breathing holes.

Often, when I opened the window saying that it was stuffy, Fran immediately closed it.

Isn’t that just an outburst of anger? ?

The wagon started to roll smoothly anyway.

Since it was a two-day trip, it was time to camp.

We didn’t have to make complicated preparations.

All of the maids who caught up with them were professional-like and finished preparing for camp in no time.

They huddled together near a roaring firewood and had a conversation.

Under the strong will of not being stuck in the wagon, Changsung joined in and drank porridge despite Fran’s interruption.

Of course, my meal is also killed.

…since I am also a patient. I had to eat food that was easy to digest as much as possible.

“Argal, how do you break the devil’s curse?”

Fran asked me because she was curious.

In the first place, the devil is a being wrapped in a veil.

If you make a bad deal, your life will fly, but even a black mage doesn’t have many things to approach, and if you’re a wizard, it’s a devil to know only from books.

Even Fran, who seems to have found and read even forbidden books in Amman, doesn’t know that much about demons.

If there’s a human being I know better, it’s my professor, and even a professor can’t beat me when it comes to the devil’s bargain.

Here, Raeli posed a more fundamental question.

“More than that, I wonder what the devil is? Are they monsters belonging to the Demon King’s Army?”

“I can’t say that, demons are, in fact, separate beings.”

The dimension to which demons and demons belong is also different.

So, I don’t know the details either.

I just signed a contract with the great devil, the pinnacle of demons, and I don’t have any special sympathy, nor do I want to communicate with the devil.

However, if one thing is certain, the Great Devil has the ability to control its powers. If there was a price to pay, it was the Great Devil that could temporarily stop even the power of the Demon King.

So, the two couldn’t be seen as an alliance.

Because it was the devil that had nothing to do with the demon king.

They were bystanders who took the price of human beings and gave them great power, whether the world was destroyed or not.

From the point of view of the black magician, it is one of many transcendent beings that accept difficult rituals and sacrifices.

“My question comes first. Raeli.”

“I will answer that too.”

Back to the main topic, what is the devil’s curse?

It can never be removed by normal means.

Because this is not a normal transaction.

The goal of the curse is that the black magician, who wanted to put a curse on it, offered a sacrifice to the demon, and the demon who received the sacrifice cursed the victim to death or to inflict pain comparable to death.

Normally, it was a very powerful force for someone to assassinate because it was cursed through a transcendent being called the devil, leaving no traces and unstoppable.

Of course, only in the royal family, which can be said to be the main assassination target, they knew the power of these curses, so they were always blessed or checked, or stayed in a safe sanctuary like the royal castle, so there were not many cases of being cursed by the devil.

So it was even more strange.

Why did the bishop, who stays in the church and no one else, fall under the devil’s curse?

It seemed the same for Fran.

“So what? How did the bishop get cursed? It’s hard to be cursed.”

“…I’ll have to find out later.”

When there is something to get away from the church that is close to the sanctuary and exhaust all the bishop’s own holy power.

It will become a situation where you can fall under the devil’s curse.

It is not an impossible condition at all.

As we were having this conversation, the sun went down quickly.

The sky is getting dark, so it’s time to sleep.

Raeli nodded her head and fell asleep, then brought out an important fact.

“Don’t you need a vigil?”

“I guess so.”

I didn’t consider the vigil to go to the capital.

It’s a space where security should be good in the first place, but a group of thieves happen to meet, and a black magician is raiding a private house.

If I had known, I would have hired a mercenary long ago.

“We can stand the vigil.”

“If something dangerous happens, I will wake you up immediately.”

Here, the maids came out to stand vigil.

It looked like it would be a good help, but Frank cast magic, saying he would rather come up with a way.

“I will install the detection magic, so just sleep comfortably. I think this will be better.”

“That’s not bad either.”

Since detection magic can block opponents that cannot be seen with the naked eye, it should be more effective than regular night watch.

It’s just that most of the wizards couldn’t use it because of their lack of skills, but Frank, who had improved his skills to the next level, easily cast detection magic.

So, I spent the night.

Even until the moment I close my eyes.

An ominous magi scanned my nostrils.

…something might come tonight.

Thinking of this, I close my eyes.

**

[I will kill the living.]

black magician.

The warlock who died and became a lich was moving forward with an imperfect gait.

What the monster felt was the smell of the living.

[Well, there are living things there.]

Warlock Gaudium smiled.

Even in death, there was no rest.

So he paid for his sins and was committing sins again.

There were two wagons and traces of a small fire.

Gaudium moved to kill everyone in the carriage, using black magic.