Shekina, almost buried in the large sofa, sits with her head bowed, sucking on a beverage.
Lucart, sitting across, chin in hand, gazes at Seikina intently.
Having returned to the Demon Lord’s castle after nearly three years, the journey began with a visit to the main building to see the greenhouse.
How long had he walked? As he walked, he noticed a homunculus lying on the ice-like floor.
He considered passing by. Although homunculus was somewhat intriguing, it seemed sufficient for later. Since they planned to explore the caves tomorrow, he thought he could see it then. With this thought, he continued walking without stopping.
However, Lucart’s foot was caught.
– Ah… damn… Seriously, what the hell…
Wasn’t she supposed to be three years old?
But why is she so good at swearing…?
He had thought she was a peculiar one, but was she even stranger than he had imagined?
Lucart became a bit curious.
– Damn… Seriously, this is a legendary life… it’s ridiculous…
Despite saying that, that homunculus was crying. It wasn’t sobbing loudly, but the teary eyes were quite fascinating.
Demons don’t cry. To be precise, they don’t feel emotions associated with crying.
What could it be?
Why can that homunculus express emotions so haphazardly?
So, Lucart brought Shekina along. Of course, Shekina has no idea that she’s swearing and complaining.
While Lucart was observing Shekina, she felt cold sweat running down her spine.
She didn’t know why the Demon Lord brought her along. She also didn’t understand why he was looking at her like that.
Could he have discovered that I’m human? Is he suspicious?
Although she didn’t feel the pressure or majesty she sensed when she first met the Demon Lord, Shekina was still scared.
Shekina swallowed dry saliva.
“Uh, Boss.”
She cautiously opened her mouth.
“If you brought me here, do you have something to say?”
Instead of a reply, Lucart stared at Shekina silently. Shekina swallowed dry saliva again.
“If you have nothing to say, can I go now? I have things to do…”
Lucart let out a wry smile.
What could a three-year-old homunculus possibly have to do? She was very tempted to say she wanted to leave this uncomfortable place.
“You.”
Lucart withdrew his hand from his chin and leaned forward.
“Have you ever met the First Elder?”
“That bald… No, Nord?”
Lucart barely managed to contain a laugh that was about to burst out.
Referring to Nord as “bald” was a first for this homunculus. Nord never tolerated anyone making fun of his bald head. Lucart finally composed himself.
“He said he’d support you. Are you aware of that?”
“Uh, yes. I asked him to do that.”
Shekina mumbled, nibbling on her finger.
“There’s an Elder that doesn’t like me. So, I asked Nord, who’s neutral, to support me.”
Lucart, who had leaned forward, straightened his body and stretched his long legs, crossing them.
“They say he’s an unregistered one, but for that, he acts quite intelligently.”
Shekina understood this as praise, so she nodded slightly, feeling somewhat relieved.
“I’m smart, but weak. I need to create as many things that can protect me as possible.”
Lucart looked down at Shekina obliquely.
Though she might say she’s weak, this homunculus had a record of deflecting Lucart’s magic. Moreover, she had been suspected of ‘evil energy’ by the priest.
Lucart was confident that this homunculus had something more. He placed the hand with the ring against his forehead.
“What did you do to Lyat and Martin?”
“……Huh?”
“Why are they clinging to you? I mean, what did you do to them?”
“Are they clinging to me?”
Shekina seemed a bit confused.
Shekina knows that Lyat and Martin find her somewhat attractive. However, clinging to her? A homunculus being courted by demons? Why? It didn’t make much sense.
“Hmm, maybe because I’m cute? Besides that, there’s no other reason.”
Looking at Shekina confidently responding, Lucart narrowed his eyes slightly.
Talking more with this eccentric little one might drive him crazy. Lucart stood up.
“Move the schedule forward by a day.”
“Huh?”
“I mean, we’re moving now.”
Though momentarily confused about where they were moving, Shekina quickly regained her composure.
“Are we going west? To where we found the Tiara?”
Lucart adjusted his disheveled clothes without answering.
“How are we getting there? It’s quite far. Are we taking a carriage? I haven’t been on one before. Does it cause motion sickness?”
This place was at the northern edge.
However, the dungeon where they found the Tiara was in the central west. Even if they hurry, it would take at least three weeks.
Shouldn’t they prepare something before leaving so suddenly? They can’t just…
“…Huh?”
Shekina opened her mouth in surprise at the suddenly changed scenery.
They were clearly in the Demon Lord’s office just now, but now they were outside. It was a desert with intense heat.
‘Teleport…’
From the north to the west.
Without an incantation or a magic circle, teleportation occurred.
Performing long-distance teleportation magic of this level was challenging even when she was a Archmage.
However, Lucart seemed perfectly fine. Shekina couldn’t help but let out a dry laugh.
If this is the sealed level, what was his original strength like? Shekina could sense a chill running down her spine.
“Boss, saying you’re sealing your power is a lie.”
“Stop talking nonsense and follow me.”
“Yes.”
An embarrassed Shekina removed the Tiara from her head and stepped forward.
***
The wind carries gritty sand. While there was a snowstorm in the north, here in the west, it was a sandstorm.
Shekina knew this was a desert, but even so, the wind was too harsh. It wasn’t just sand; there was also a nauseating smell, similar to the fine dust storms in Korea.
‘I might attract metal with my face if I use a magnet.’
Walking was challenging as well.
She was walking on the sand with regular shoes. ‘If only I could use magic for this.’
Lucart in front was walking quite effortlessly. He was probably using magic to levitate and move.
Shivering, Shekina stepped forward with tightly clenched fists.
‘I need to make a lot of scrolls.’
Of course, Sebastian would be displeased, but what can she do? Shekina made up her mind as she muttered.
Meanwhile, Lucart was using magic to walk effortlessly, casually dispersing the stormy sand, paying no attention to Shekina walking behind.
Regardless of how Shekina struggled, complained, or even cursed while walking behind, it didn’t concern him at all.
Although the homunkurus was somewhat amusing, Lucart had no obligation to protect her.
Anyway, Lucart walked ahead, and Shekina, grumbling under her breath, barely managed to follow behind.
How long did they walk?
“Heh… Ugh, it’s tough.”
Shekina, finally near the destination, wiped the sweat from her hand and straightened her back.
They were in the middle of the desert, surrounded by a mountain made of rocks.
At the center of this mountain, there was a village. No, the remnants of a village appeared as ruins.
‘This must be where Dehan lived.’
Shekina grimaced slightly as she looked at the bloodstains left throughout the buildings.
Everyone must have died.
Except for Dehan.
Why did Dehan survive?
No, why was Dehan spared?
Shekina became curious.
“Boss, why was this made like this?”
Shekina approached Lucart closely and added,
“Why did you let me come to this place?”
Lucart looked down at Shekina with an expressionless face. His violet eyes emitted a chilling light.
“That’s funny.”
Lucart sneered.
“Ignorant people blame demons when disasters occur. They do not think about reflecting on their mistakes and are busy looking for someone to express their anger on.”
“…Yes?”
“We didn’t do anything. It was like this since we found this place.”
“……..”
Shekina, who had naturally assumed it was the demons doing, had her mouth half open.
‘So, are they really just a band of thieves?’
If so, why?
Logically, there wouldn’t be a reason for a band of thieves to come all the way out here. What could people living in the middle of the desert have that would warrant creating such a situation?
‘Really… just to awaken Dehan?’
A shiver ran down my spine.
Come to think of it, there was no reason for me to die. I always died by poison. I never held a grudge against anyone.
Shekina’s pupils contracted.
That’s when it happened.
Ring!
[SYSTEM]
The world is inherently irrational.
However, for that child, there is an even more irrational cause and effect entwined.
Suddenly, a system window appeared.
Shekina blinked, wondering if she had seen it wrong, but the system window didn’t disappear. She gnawed at her lower lip, realizing that it was there to stay.
‘So, did you do this?’
Ring!
[SYSTEM]
That can’t be true. I am the only being that loves peace.
You’re the one who love peace you said?
Shekina tightly clasped her trembling hands.
Then…
‘What kind of being did this?’
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