The Regressed Demon Lord is Kind - Chapter 250
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Chapter 250

Chapter 250

Zich swerved his pen in all directions while humming. From behind him, Lyla looked at the unfinished letter that Zich had written.

Is there something you want to request from the magical tower? Tell me if you want anythinglike money, magic circles, or treasures. You can even ask the master of the magical tower to dance in front of the tower under the bright moon. After all, we have his granddaughters life in our grasp.

Theres nothing. And what is the point of blackmailing them for something like that?

For fun.

You wont be able to die an easy death.

Even if that happens, I dont intend to give up my way of living.

Dont try to frame your trashy behavior as some kind of philosophy of life.

Lyla wishes to pass on, Dont try to frame your trashy behavior as some kind of philosophy of life

What are you writing!

Zich quickly evaded Lylas hands. His movements were surprisingly fast and nimble . Lyla moved her hands a couple of times, but Zich avoided them all by just moving his torso.

No matter how good at punching you are, you cant do anything to me. Zich lifted his finger up and down. However, when he saw Lyla reach for her staff with a stern expression, he obediently sat up again.

What did you write? After she glared at Zich and breathed deeply a couple of times to calm herself down, Lyla placed her staff down. Of course, she didnt forget to slap his back once.

Its nothing amazing. Well, I dont plan to request anything right now, Zich replied while rubbing the area where his back was hit.

Even though we gave the mastermind a big blow by kidnapping Elena, we dont know this guys identity.

Then, why are you writing a blackmail letter?

Its to find their identity, of course. To catch a fish, we have to keep throwing bait at it. Zich lifted the letter. There were a couple of simple words on it.

This is good for now. I will write the rest of the letter to see how the situation goes.

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Zich was called to Walwiss mansion. Like it was for an urgent matter, Walwiss called him early in the morning. Thus, after a light meal, Zich headed for the mansion. The mansions housekeepers greeted Zich, and like they were expecting him, they guided him to the drawing room. The whole mansion seemed to be swept by a sense of urgency which hinted that something serious had happened.

Well, its probably because of the blackmail letter I sent.

Unlike the housekeepers, who tried to conceal their nervousness and worries for Elena but ended up revealing everything with their stiff faces, Zich was calm. There were many people gathered in the drawing room. Walwiss sat at the center of the table while there were Orland and some people whose faces Zich didnt know sitting around him.

You came? Please come this way.

Walwiss stationed Zich next to him.

Im sure everyone knows who this is since he is the one who caused a great commotion recently.

People looked at him sympathetically, and there were even a few who looked at him with curious eyes.

Since we are all mages, we might not be able to see this incident outside of a one-sided point-of-view, so I called him. He might be able to give us his perspective as a swordsman and a traveler. Then, Walwiss gestured towards an empty seat. Zich nodded slightly and sat in the seat Walwiss pointed to.

Hes so easygoing. I didnt think a traveler would be the last one to arrive, someone said sarcastically. Zich stared at the side where the voice came from.

The person sitting diagonally across from Zich glared at him intently. It was Zichs first time seeing this man, but he could easily guess who this person was. Not only had Zich heard about this mans appearance before, but there was only one person connected to Walwiss who would look at him so scornfully.

Its my first time meeting you, Mr. Wayne Jaewick. Zich smiled brightly and continued, How is your son doing these days?

Rip! Wayne gripped his fists tightly. It seemed like he wanted to beat Zich to death with those fists. Yet, Zich remained relaxed, and his eyes looked at Wayne like he was egging him on.

You bast! Wayne couldnt endure it and was about to curse.

Stop it. This isnt the time for fighting! The person next to Wayne stopped him, and Wayne shut his mouth; after he gave Zich another piercing glare, he turned his head around.

Orland sat quite a distance away from Zich, and he said, Please bear with him too. This isnt the time, please. Thus, Zich also took his gaze off Wayne and nodded.

As the members of the party calmed down, Orland said, First of all, I want to thank everyone for coming to this meeting. His voice sounded extremely tired; it clearly showed how much stress he had suffered in a short amount of time.

I want to express my sincere thanks to all those who came right away to help find my granddaughter even though this is not a personal matter for all of you. Walwiss bowed. The other magicians were startled and tried to stop him.

Sir, youve worked so hard for the magical tower. This is not a matter for you to bow your head for.

Yes, if we dont help in situations like this, how can we call ourselves companions of the magical tower?

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