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Shouldn’t you go to prison at least once before you die? (7)

Evan grabbed my hand and lowered his voice to speak seriously.

“There is a better chance of living if I inform His Majesty rather than being killed in a fight with a black wizard.”

“I don’t think there’s much chance that you, who is holding my hand now, will survive for that.”

Evan’s body was pierced by a strong murderous energy force that even made me dizzy. ‘Kuhhk!’ He makes a strange noise and quickly removes his hand.

If things go like this, I think it will be quite annoying in the future. In order not to cloud the situation even further, I gently pressed down on Merson’s foot.

“What, what just now? I think I saw the stairway to heaven?”

Yes. That’s not an illusion.

Feeling the goosebumps, Evan ran his hand over his forearm and looked behind him. You don’t have to look back.

“Anyway, you don’t have to worry too much about the black wizards. Because there is a secret mercenary living in Sezaine.”

Not the elderly people with an average age of 57.9, but the guy in front of you.

“What do you mean mercenary? These are old people who have been farming all their lives. I had never seen or heard of such people before coming up to the capital.”

Chenin, the master of pouring cold water on the wound, corrects me.

“Of course, because se-cret-mer-ce-na-ry. It’s not a secret if everyone knows.”

That’s actually nonsense logic. Chenin also muttered, “What are you saying?” Fortunately, having lived with Merson, I’ve skilled myself with interruption, so I lightly spoke with a louder voice over her words.

“The divorce letter from Chenin will be delivered by Merson tonight. And when the morning is bright, let’s go to Sezaine. We will deal with the black wizard somehow. All that remains…….”

Uproot the black roots.

It was not a problem that could be solved simply by passing this situation. It was clear that the Saint and the Count would not back down with just shaking the lives of Chenin and the villagers. It’s obvious that they’re going to devour the whole country.

I really wanted to solve this problem in order to leave this world comfortably and return to Korea. With the peace for the Sezaine villagers as the ending.

Growl–

In the serious atmosphere, the sound of hunger came. It was so big and loud that it seemed odd to think I had heard it wrong. However, I didn’t want to break the flow, so I ignored it without mentioning it.

“When Chenin returns to Sezaine, she will immediately prepare the necessary papers for divorce. Not now, but after you evacuate first.”

Evan’s head tilts at my words.

“I don’t think the Count will give her a divorce without hesitation.”

“The count might ask for a huge alimony. But we must do it no matter what.”

“Do you have money to pay?”

We can borrow it from the King of Kings, the Demon King, in 240-year installments.

Growl-

“We will solve it somehow in the future.”

“What an irresponsible thing to say…….”

Growl-

“Evan, you leave early if possible. It may be now, or by tomorrow morning at the latest.”

Growl, growl-

“… I see. So we can’t see each other anymore?”

Evan’s eyes were stained with regret.

“Is there anything else I can help you with?”

I’m grateful for that, but I don’t want to interfere anymore. I just nodded my head without answering.

The conversation that had been choked by words ended, and the gloomy silence ahead of the parting fell. And among it,

Rumbleee–

That sound all the time. I’m slowly getting annoyed now. I was going to let it go because I was afraid it would be embarrassing, but this can’t do!

“Ah, that’s why I told you to eat!”

It was Evan who shouted, not me. His courteous attitude toward Chenin soon turned to ashes and flew away.

“Oh, did you hear that?”

I sincerely hope she was not seriously asking. Chenin was embarrassed and grabbed her stomach. She declared that even if she died, she would not touch dirty food to her mouth, which she seems to be regretting deep inside. Eventually, Evan grabbed Chenin’s wrist and stood up.

“Let’s go, we need to eat first.”

“Why are you grabbing me, let go of this?!”

Hey, you were saying that, why don’t you shake it off?

Chenin seemed to be more hungry than I thought, and while shouting ‘no’ with her mouth, her feet sneakily followed Evan. She was going to pretend she couldn’t win and eat in the end.

“I’ll wash my hands and cook for you, so come quickly.”

“How can I trust you?”

“You just have to look at it from the side.”

“You know what I have to do.”

“Do you think it is better than dying of starvation the day before going home? Come on!”

The talk was not finished, but because of Chenin’s hunger, it came to a halt.

“… Merson, you go and leave this. On the table in the Chenin room.”

Merson, who received the letter Chenin had written the day before, disappeared from sight in the twinkling of an eye. In the meantime, I tidied up the messy room and sat down on the bed to wait for Merson. He returned quickly, leaving no time to think for a long time.

“Did you do a good job?”

“Yes.”

“Did anyone see you?”

“There was no one.”

“Good. Great.”

Merson bent down and pushed his head right in front of my eyes. A short kiss followed as a compliment.

“We will be busy from now on. We have so many things to do.”

Merson nodded his head. Like my words had become law, as if any great doctrine of any religion, Merson was unconditionally agreeing with it without second thoughts.

When I thought he couldn’t find his memory, I thought it was like a baby bird following its mother bird, but when the demon king, who has lived longer than me and enjoys more things than anyone else in existence, showed such an attitude, I felt a little strange.

Groundless reassurance with unfamiliar fears.

These things rushed in at the same time, and it felt like I had become a special person. No, thinking about it, is it something special? Because I’m the Demon King’s companion.

It wasn’t what I wanted, though. A bitter taste rose from the inside of my throat.