Chapter 210 - Episode Six - A Certain Fixer's Visit (6) (Side: Peter)

Peter was so astonished that he couldnt even speak.

You will never be a match for them. Why dont you understand that they will only provoke you as a prank?

Without Peter being able to do anything about it, one of his men pointed his wand at Mea, who had jumped out to cover Abel.

As Abel quickly waved his wand, the magic released by Peters men bounced back and attacked the sorcerer himself.

Peter was stunned to see that.

(Tampering of a magic circle? N-, no Impossible. The time between transcription and activation of the magic circle is a fraction of a second for a sorcerer of their caliber, but Its not just interfering with the magic circle, its obviously doing something else. Reading mind or direct manipulation of spirits)

Neither of them can be handled by humans without chanting.

The existence of a unique magic tool is also unlikely.

(I, I knew it, demon. Looking at what he has said and done so far, if hes the type of person who probably doesnt have a solid purpose Then, I could expect for him to let me go)

Peter sat up, breathing heavily, with his hands on the floor.

Thats enough.

I stood up and then quickly moved my eyes to the piece of earring I had grabbed.

It was a valuable magical metal, but it has been transformed by the magical power, and is no longer useful.

If its like this, it has no value.

Peter let out a sigh, spread his hands, and dumped it on the floor.

I, I just played a little game and screwed up. I bought your loyalty. But please dont embarrass me too much.

B-, but

You guys are being awfully slow to understand things today. Im disappointed in you.

I-, Im sorry!

I made my men move slowly and keep their distance from Abel.

It seems that if we dont plan to attack, Abel also wont plan to counterattack.

Youre trying to look relieved, but its obvious that if youre in the mood for it, you can get rid of the likes of Peter.

Theres a limit to shamelessness, but it seems he wants to continue to pretend to be human.

If I disobey and provoke them, they might kill us all.

You you seem to have a high magic capacity. Your name what was it again?

No Really. Abel, my name is Abel Belek.

Peter watched with dead eyes as Abel smiled shyly.

So, youre Abel Belek. Abel Belek. Ill make sure I dont forget you.

Abel Belek.

I dont know whats his purpose of settling in the Dinrat Kingdom and calling himself a Marren, but he is at least a legendary-class danger level great demon.

I couldnt forget the name.

If left unattended, I dont know what he might do.

Youre going to give me something the next time I see you, right?

Ne-, next time!? Le-, lets see Ill be ready to meet you whenever you are.

I must have the god Kudor in my possession by the next time we meet.

Peter made a hard decision.

I even have a feeling well have a meeting again in the near future

Yes, maybe.

It wasnt a joke.

After parting with Abel, Peter headed out of the village with his men in tow.

I dont want to stay in this village any longer.

Pe-Peter-sama was it alright?

A subordinate calls out to him with concern.

Peter ignored them and stared at the blue-skinned child, the demon of wisdom and destruction, Zolomonia, who was following behind him.

Zolomonia-chan you knew that thing was here, didnt you?

Zolomonia puffs out her cheeks and looks away.

That man is not this mistress business.

No, but, he was looking at you, right?

Zolomonia was silent.

Zolomonia knows everything, but shes terribly moody.

There is a legend that once she doesnt like you, she will never cooperate with you, but looking at the way she usually says and does things, Peter thought that this was not necessarily a lie.

You cant pursue it carelessly if she doesnt want to speak.

That man had led this mistress to expect too much, toying with me and then discarded me.

Zolomonia glanced at Peter as if to comfort him, saying in a whisper.

A demons senses are very different from those of a human being.

In addition, as a person who almost died without being informed of Zolomonias mood, I couldnt afford to be too forthcoming with the demon, so I just walked down the aisle in silence.

Peter-sama! We can still go back now and poison him or curse him

Prompted by a subordinate to assassinate Abel, Peter stopped and stared.

The man-made organs, damaged by Abels magical power, are chipping away.

Listen? In this world, you know, there are some people youre never supposed to touch. Ive lived long enough to have met two of them today another added, and that makes it that Ive met three of them.

Three ? For Peter-sama to say that much, there are that many people?

The first is an adventurer or as the locals call it, a collector. Hes an adventurer, who appears in every corner of the world looking for rare magic objects He has been alive since I was a child. I know there are many horrible magical artifacts leftover from mythical times in the world But hes spent hundreds of years collecting them and keeping them all to himself. No matter how you struggle, but its not something a human being can do.

Ive heard rumors about it, but for him to be such a horrible person. But there is still more?

and the other one is Count Julem.

Julem ?

Peters men scowled quizzically.

Speaking of Count Julem, Although he is said to be a real person, his existence is almost like a fairy tale.

He had never expected such a name to come out of Peters mouth.

Ive already seen him So if you see him, Ill just tell you to stay away for three cities. Its because of that meeting that I decided to resurrect kudor.

There is just no sign of joking in Peters tone.

His face paled, his breath was ragged, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes. His lips had turned an earthy color.

It was unbelievable that someone as big as Peter could be so terrified at the slightest reminder.

And you say that the Marren tribe is comparable to those two ?

A subordinate asked, but there was no reply from Peter.

Strangely enough, Peters footsteps were interrupted.

Peter-sama?

Gofu! Gofu! Gofu!

Peter was knee-deep in blood.

It wasnt that Peter was pale and panting, thinking back to the collector or Count Julem.

Its just that the bill for Abel wrecking the artificial organs had finally hit Peter.

The bodys malfunction had become an agony, and it was attacking Peter.

Peter-sama! Peter-samaaaaa!