Chapter 131 - 131. So Much Has Changed Since I Couldn't See It, Leon (2)

What method would be needed to bring the reincarnated hero to the academy?

First of all, I have no one-sided relationship with the hero.

A stranger, a blind man, even I, who handles the spirits of darkness, went to her without hesitation and said, 'Hero, it's dangerous here. Let's go to the academy together.' Saying that is crazy.

Originally, there had to be an opportunity for the warrior to come to a crisis and decide to leave on his own.

But, didn't it damage the information network of the demons the other day?

So it will take quite a long time for the 'natural crisis' to come to the warrior.

This can be said to be a bad thing for me, who wants to solve the case easily and easily knowing the future.

So, how should I convince her?

First, you need to make the warrior aware.

You are a warrior after all, and this place is not safe at all. Both to you and to those around you.

To make people aware of this simple fact, it is necessary to stage a 'crisis'.

"Madame, would you like to raid an orphanage in a nearby town?"

"Orphanage...?"

At my low-pitched request, the woman raises her eyebrows and expresses her doubts.

I needed a good 'screenplay' to strengthen my persuasion.

A great screenplay needs a great actor.

Even if the hero is a young girl who can't handle the power of a holy sword properly right now, he's no match for shy demons.

It would be a very different sight for demons to be crushed by a girl's tiny fist in an instant... But that's what a hero, the being who stands at the opposite end of the demon king.

So, the demon who will become an 'actor' must have the strength of the line that I can control so that I can not cause direct damage to the hero and the people around him, while being able to create a crisis in which the hero needs my help.

I was trying to find such a suitable demon, but the woman in front of me was just that kind of guy.

It wasn't that difficult to find the demons because he had a sense of humor.

The result of walking around the city in moderation and diligently scattering feelings.

Even though it was a small city called 'Madame', who was wearing an extravagant outfit that I didn't know where to look, I was able to meet a demon who seemed to dominate the area.

"Jorgal... Are you from the branch where the 'disaster' happened this time?"

The woman who read the name on the trump card I handed over, the 'ID' obtained while destroying the demons' intelligence agency, asked the woman.

'Well, from the perspective of the demons, can it be seen as a disaster?'

It seems that information about the massacre has spread among the demons. Maybe it's because the matter is the matter.

"I was on a business trip at the time, so I was fortunate enough to survive. Predating my own people... That was terrible. Oh, I haven't received a new card yet."

"Ha, you're a lucky guy. But suddenly an orphanage... I'm curious about the details?"

The woman's eyes narrow as she snaps her fingers and returns her cards to the table.

"Hmm... Madam, did you notice?"

I knocked on the table and spilled meaningful words.

Then the woman laughs.

"Ugh, isn't it a bit strange to raid an orphanage with only a handful of children, right? Even cowards stuck in the 'nest' would suffice."

Madame secretly sent strong demonic energy to me, testing how much power I had as a demon, but this didn't even put pressure on me.

If I endured her pressure casually, she would naturally think of me as a demon with unusual power.

In an intelligence agency that is commonly known to work for weak demons, it would be inferred that with this level of power, the position would be high.

It was as if he had caught himself in a trap he had dug.

In response to the madam's question, I pictured Edward in my mind, and continued with the 'sneaky' smile I could often see from him.

"It's hard to tell you the details right away. If you're reluctant, you don't have to, but... I just want to let you know that I'm the first one to show you my respect."

"Respect..."

If you don't, I'll ask someone else.

You won't get anything out of it.

She puts pressure on her as her station.

When negotiating, it is important to show a confident and relaxed appearance.

Even if the item they are selling is a poisoned apple.

Unless you bite it yourself, no one will know if it is a poisoned apple or an apple overflowing with sweet juice.

And if you show the red color of a fresh apple that is shining at this point...

"...Shall I give you a hint? Demon King's resurrection is imminent, isn't it? But we didn't just sit back and wait for the Demon King's resurrection. In particular, the 'Chief' paid a lot of attention."

"Staff...?!"

The madam, who was talking to me, raises her voice as she pushes her head.

At her burdensome movement, I pulled her neck back and put my index finger on her lips.

"...The voice is loud."

At my small whisper, the madam swallowed her saliva and looked at the door at one side of her room. She seemed to mind her own men outside the door.

I smiled a sinister smile again.

However, this was not intentional, but a smile that came from the heart.

It was a good sign that his voice had risen.

If you were a demon with a little brain, you would have thought of one word after hearing my words.

'Warrior.'

After a short pause, I drew a circle on the table and opened my mouth.

"...You seem to know about the bridle."

"Ha... I couldn't have known that."

Now that there is nothing more to hide, when I mentioned the word 'bridle' directly, the woman laughed as if it was absurd.

"Okay, everything's good... Is there one thing you don't understand?"

"What is it?"

"Gorgal, why do you want to entrust me with the work? It would be more convenient to take care of it yourself because it would take all the credit and it would be less cumbersome... This is suspicious even if it is suspicious, isn't it?"

In a word, why would you give someone else a winning lottery ticket that you haven't scratched?

Demons are basically selfish and greedy beings.

'It's cumbersome.'

Since it was a remote area, I thought there would only be ignorant demons who didn't know anything, but this woman called Madam argued a lot about this and that.

Of course, it was within the expected category.

I had a very comfortable excuse.

"First of all, it's not certain. It's something that needs to be confirmed... It's the staff's order to handle it quietly without revealing your involvement. "

"Why did the staff make that choice?"

"I don't know, right? He's the one who rose to that position with a single head. One thing is for sure, the staff I know are not the ones who give useless orders."

At the madam's question, he tapped his head and said,

After that, silence ensues.

Madam was worried.

Whether or not to bite this apple.

"Madame, I think you're thinking too hard. If you think about it carefully, it's just a raid on a small orphanage. If you find a treasure chest there, it's good for you and the demons, and if you don't find it, it's just going to end there."

There is no risk.

Emphasize safety.

"Would a raid on an insignificant orphanage pose any danger to the madam? By the way, the treasure chest won't become a 'Mimic.' According to my research, it's still just a 'child'."

It is raised.

Acknowledge her abilities.

There is power, there is no need to be afraid.

"I can't help it if you're still reluctant to open the treasure chest. There are still many people who can open the treasure chest."

Finally, she announces that she has a competitor.

However, you will find out before it is too late.

She knows that she has her hand closest to this sweet apple, that she is at the forefront of this race.

"...Ha."

Madame let out her sigh.

It was hard for her to give up.

There are obviously many suspicious things, but she definitely doesn't feel like there's a risk when you've just heard the story.

'Maybe that's how it feels.'

Even though I'm looking at the stone bridge in my own way, I think I can 'cross' it.

Even if the stone bridge collapses, it is likely that your feet will only get wet due to the shallow water.

This is because the premise itself is wrong.

There is one thing she is greatly overlooking.

Was this blind man in front of her own eyes her demon?

However, there is no time for thoughts to reach there.

Think carefully.

Going back slowly.

What kind of 'human' would easily come to the demons who were hiding their identities, radiate 'dark energy', show the demon's ID card, and request to raid the orphanage of the humans?

For what?

Is there a reason for that?

Trapped in the complex structure of this truth, she will never be able to reach the center.

"...Okay, I'll do it."

In the end, she ends up biting off a nice apple.

The deadly poison in her apple will spread through her body and cause her to die.

Well, if she hadn't accepted the apology, she would have pulled out a poisoned dagger right here.

Why is there no reason to keep him alive?

"All right. Then, without further delay, let's do it tonight. I'll come back then."

She smiled and stood up from her chair.

That's when she was about to open the door.

Madame throws out one last question.

"But I've been wondering since before... How do you work 'like that'?"

How can you work for an intelligence agency when you can't see? Madam had said so.

At her question, he opened his mouth, scratching at the bandages around her eyes.

"Haha... That's a very late question. Actually... I can see ahead."

"Hehe... I'm joking... How about it, Jorgal? After this job, why don't we have a drink with this older sister?"

The madam licks her tongue and seduces me.

"Hmm... Is that so?"

Maybe we should consider if we can pass the drink even after her throat is cut.

After concluding the conversation, when she got out of the building and into the shadows, she was beaten by Sierra.

She did inform me in advance of what to do, but it seems she didn't like the conversation we had at the end.

...Anyway, with this, the 'actor' is ready.

All that's left now is to flow according to the well-constructed script.

It was a script that could be said to lead to a fairly extreme situation, but it was the result of judging that if it wasn't like this, it would be very difficult for me, who has the spirit of darkness in my body, to convince the hero.

Still, there is no big worry as everything will flow under my control.

'Is it because he did a lot of bizarre things?'

Sierra had full confidence in me about this.

Well, it's convenient for me.

***

In the woods not far from the orphanage.

Ray, the reincarnation of Leon, the hero who sneaked out of the orphanage without fail tonight and trained his body.

A blonde girl standing on her hands with her two fingers on the ground in a dark forest, relying only on a lantern, couldn't shake her worries.

'I'm not losing my cheek fat, only my cheek fat...'

While she was thinking about such stupid things, the candy she had been saving was in her mouth.

Ray urgently needed to create a body that could properly handle her holy sword. She had to be at least able to defend her own body.

Ray had succeeded in summoning the holy sword, but he hadn't been able to wield it properly yet.

Compared to the slender body of a young girl, the holy sword was heavy and oversized.

ㅡsssss...

At that moment, an unknown energy passes through Ray along with the bleak wind that has squeezed through the trees.

'This...'

Recognizing the identity of her energy, Ray immediately stopped her handstand and raised her body upright.

Ray gazes deep into the forest.

The energy she sensed was a familiar one.

Margie.

The dark and disgusting energy of the demons was subtly spreading from that direction.

'...There are many of them.'

Ray, who closed her eyes and sniffed at her, counted the number of her demons.

Why do demons form groups and come to such a quiet and unremarkable village?

There was only one good reason, at least in Ray's opinion.

Ray rolls up her arm.

Soon, her small, dainty hands are revealed.

As Ray clenched her fists, she slowly glowed white in her fists.

'They look like weak guys...'

At this level, her bare fists were enough to deal with.

When and how they found her, Ray had no idea, but she didn't even have time to worry about her right now.

ㅡTot.

Eventually, the sound of something light leaping reverberates through the forest, and Ray's new model disappears in an instant, leaving only the lantern alone to light up the surroundings of the forest.

The 'first battle' as the hero Ray has just begun.