The Mad Dog of the Dukes House - Chapter 96



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Episode 96 29. A mess (3)

6.

Chains that give off an unholy aura engulf Ifrit’s entire body.

Whoosh whoosh-!

The white flames burned fiercely, trying to burn the chains, but the chains only continued to bind Ifrit tighter.

The Spirit King, a transcendent being, cannot even use his power properly.

Orion, the elf who summoned Ifrit and the patrol captain, frowned deeply.

How did this situation come about?

“Ifrit. Burn the chains.”

There is no way that a mere black magician’s chains could possibly restrain the spirit king.

The Spirit King is an absolute being.

A god-like being who rules over the pure power of nature.

“The situation is not good.”

Ifrit’s plaintive voice echoed in his head.

“We are trapped. These chains are not of human construction.”

“If it wasn’t made by humans… … .”

“I feel like there is a being at the peak of the devil.”

“Devil?”

A name too sacred to even speak.

“This terrible murderous intent seems to be the aura of the Demon King of Massacre.”

Orion bit his lips hard at Ifrit’s words.

Who would have thought that even the Demon King was involved.

However, Ifrit’s condition was noticeably bad.

Compared to when he was summoned in the Great Forest, his flames did not seem to have as much power.

“The earth is damaged. The power… cannot be drawn out.”

“Is it impossible even with your own strength?”

“Chains. We have to deal with these damned chains first, Orion.”

Krrrrrrrr-!

Shut up.

The monsters hiding all over the fortress began to rise as if they had been waiting.

Orion looked around at the monsters and sighed softly.

“… … Shouldn’t you have forced it?”

I knew all along that this land was not ordinary.

A land so polluted that you can’t find any trace of natural magic.

The reason why it was forced through was because of the variable called Ifrit.

I thought that I could turn the situation around with Ifrit’s power, but that turned out to be a mistake.

Because I never imagined that a mere warlock could restrain the Spirit King.

Saaaaaaaaaaah-!

At that moment, a strange sound began to resonate from the sky.

Orion raised his head and looked at the cloudy sky.

A voice like boiling phlegm echoed throughout the battlefield.

With that voice, purple eyes appeared between the dark clouds.

And around those eyes, the sky began to turn purple.

“Chaos Gate.”

Orion looked at the purple and muttered softly.

When that purple completely covers this sky, the cursed door will open.

“Orion. Release me immediately. My magic power is being sucked away.”

“I’ve been trying for a long time, Ifrit.”

Even the summons could not be lifted at will.

The chains seemed to have forcibly pinned Ifrit’s form to this place.

Orion nodded, letting out a deep breath.

“It was a failure.”

We were unprepared compared to our enemy.

That is already a clear fact.

Underestimating the enemy’s strength from the beginning was fatal.

We should have brought in more troops. We should have burned the contamination to the ground and wiped this place out with all our might.

But it’s already too late to regret.

Now was not the time to regret, but to come up with countermeasures.

‘retreat.’

Orion considered a realistic solution.

It might have been a better option to stop the fighting here, head to the forest, and set up a defensive line.

Even though the forest will take a huge hit, wouldn’t their chances of winning be better?

Just as his mind was becoming increasingly complicated, someone’s voice rang out from behind him.

“Your head looks complicated.”

Orion turned his head and looked at the owner of the voice.

Among the humans who suddenly entered the battle, the youngest-looking man.

He was a guy who used to swear openly.

There was a bitter smile on his lips, as if Orion was mocking himself.

“To be honest, I didn’t know you could summon Ifrit. But… … It looks like things didn’t go as planned. Didn’t it?”

“You won’t gain anything by laughing at me now.”

Charon stood before Orion and spoke in a sly voice.

“Let’s hold hands, you know. There’s even a saying among human proverbs that says, “When planting rice seedlings, you even borrow a cat’s hand.”

He pointed to the chains that bound Ifrit.

“It seems like even the Spirit King can’t use his power properly, so shouldn’t we do something?”

Orion looked quietly at Charon’s face.

For some reason, a tremendous anger was felt on the human face.

Humans are untrustworthy creatures. But there was no doubt about the anger emanating from that young man.

“… …Why?”

“what.”

“Anyway, their target is the Southern Great Forest. With you humans… … .”

“Stop being so annoying.”

Caron continued speaking, baring his teeth.

“The Southern Great Forest and all, do you think those bastards will kill each other while separating the species? Unlike you, they are very fair bastards. They kill them all fairly.”

A deep sense of murderous intent emanates from Charon’s body.

Krrrrrr.

The wolf, sensing the enemy’s terrible hostility, growled in a low voice.

“You have only two choices now. Either become a sacrifice to the Chaos Gate here, or join me in tearing that warlock to pieces.”

It could be dismissed as a typical human pretense.

But Orion faced Charon straight on.

The scent of fellow human beings that is shallowly felt. And.

“Your mother has bestowed grace upon you.”

The magic of the Mother World Tree.

I couldn’t check properly because I was in a hurry earlier, but I definitely felt my mother’s magic.

Perhaps this human being is an arrangement that Mother has prepared for them.

“My name is Orion Windkeeper. I want to know your name, young human.”

Then Caron answered with a sly smile.

“Caron Reston.”

“… … The great North Sea clan, the natural enemy of the devil… … . Yes, that’s what it was.”

“Do you know our family?”

“How could I not know?”

Orion nodded with a softer expression. Then he spoke in a low voice.

“Very well, Caron Reston. I will fight with you.”

Finally he made a choice.

“You should have come out like that a long time ago.”

Charon waved his sword lightly and pointed to the top of the towering spire.

“The warlock is over there.”

The location was clearly determined by the guillotine.

The warlock is performing a ritual at the top of the spire.

There is a way to climb the spire on foot, but that would be practically suicidal.

There was no way the warlock would have left any device inside the spire.

“Can you please lift me up there?”

Orion frowned slightly at those words.

“I can send it up, but as you can see, the right to provide it has already been taken away.”

The gargoyles summoned by the warlock were already dominating the sky.

But Caron waved his hand as if it was okay.

“I’ll take care of that… … Is that possible?”

“possible.”

“Okay, that’s enough.”

It wasn’t a fight that would drag on anyway.

After hearing the answer, Caron immediately told his colleagues.

“I’ll go up alone, you three stay behind and support the elves.”

Everyone nodded silently at those words.

I really wanted to go together, but I knew that if we went together, it would most likely just be a burden.

But then.

“I’ll go up with you too.”

Orion said as he got down from the wolf.

“The fate of the forest depends on it. I can’t leave that burden to you alone.”

“If you’re the Spirit King’s contractor… … that’s enough. Okay. But with the Spirit King tied up like that, do you think you’ll be able to use your power properly?”

“I wish you had worried about me.”

“I wonder if he’s a jerk. He’s really prickly.”

Orion waved his hand gently, and soon a bird covered in blue flames descended from the sky.

Orion skillfully climbed onto the bird’s back and looked down at Charon.

“Get on.”

Charon jumped up and sat right behind Orion, and gave his companions a final message.

“Survival comes first, no matter what. You all understand that, right?”

“I’ll keep that in mind, Caron.”

“Never forget a friend’s favor!”

“Take care of yourself, little brother.”

It was a greeting that highlighted each person’s individuality.

“Is there anything you would like to ask of my colleagues?”

When Charon asked, Orion looked down at his companions and said,

“Those black chains are binding Ifrit. If possible, I would like you to remove them. I have attached the spirits to you, and the other elves will follow you.”

At those words, Caron’s colleagues nodded with determined expressions.

Because I intuitively felt that the mission given to them was by no means light.

After all the instructions were given, Charon slapped Orion on the back and said:

“Let’s go, old fart!”

“Are you trying to kill me?”

“Oh, sorry. I have a habit of hitting people whenever I see their backs.”

A human being who is utterly unfathomable.

Orion sighed and immediately gave a command to his spirit.

“Let’s go to the top.”

After a while.

Whoosh whoosh-!

The spirit flew up at high speed, burning flames.

7.

The top of the spire.

A man wearing a black robe turned over looked silently at the purple eyes floating in the sky.

“The grand plan has begun.”

He slowly turned his gaze and looked down at the inside of the fortress.

On the ground, elves were dying one by one, and magical power for the ritual was constantly gathering.

“Ifrit.”

He smiled as he looked at the Fire Spirit King who was tightly bound in chains.

A being of unparalleled power has been reduced to a sacrifice for ritual.

Woooooooooo-!

Thanks to this, the purple color in the sky begins to spread out at a rapid pace.

10 minutes.

If you wait just 10 minutes, the ritual will be completed and the door will open.

If the door opens like that.

‘My long-cherished wish has finally come true.’

It was certain that what he had long desired would come true.

My heart was pounding uncontrollably.

I knew the fanatics were advancing from afar, but by the time they got here, it would be too late.

“……Feel so good.”

It’s as if I’ve been rejuvenated, my whole body feels energized.

He spread his arms wide and savored the feeling of fullness.

The fate of this place was virtually decided.

But at that time.

Kkieeeeeek-!

Suddenly, the gargoyles’ screams rang out. The screams, like scraping metal, grated on his nerves.

It was clear that someone was climbing through the gargoyle to the top.

“It’s a meaningless tantrum.”

He looked back, clutching his cane.

As is often the case with those facing death, it seemed that there was someone trying to go against fate.

Hururuk.

Blue flames flew from the top of the peak. And after a while, two beings stepped onto the peak.

One of them was an elf.

The elf possessed such pure yet powerful magical power that it was clear that he was a contractor for the Spirit King.

But it wasn’t the elves that caught his nerve.

A knight in black armor.

The knight was looking this way with a serious smile.

The dark blue sword in the knight’s hand was glowing ominously.

“I don’t remember inviting you here.”

The knight responded with a smirk to the man’s words.

“I told you it was your turn next, didn’t I? I came to keep my promise.”

This is an unusual sleep.

Of course, that won’t change anything.

This is the place he had been preparing for this moment for a long time.

Uninvited guests won’t change anything.

“It would have been easier if you had died on earth, but you have invited a painful death upon yourself.”

The knight said with a look of laughter on his face.

“If you don’t know, memorize it. The only good warlock is a dead warlock.”

A dark blue magical power began to flow out from the knight’s body.

“Okay, now I have to be good.”

A wicked smile spread across Caron’s lips.

There’s a mad dog living in the duke’s house