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241. We’re Invading! (2)

After losing his hometown, Grisha no longer questioned his actions.

He felt no guilt in harming others or ruining lives.

Yet, he showed a pettiness that would rage if he suffered harm himself, and his subordinates thought revenge had transformed him.

The once devout leader of the Elf Race had become a madman. It took less than a second to understand how easily one could fall from grace.

However, there is one more fact hidden in the depths.

The revenge that drove his corruption was amplified by the thoughts of the Destruction God that had invaded suddenly.

– This elf’s vessel has limitations.

The thought spoke. However, it was inaudible to Grisha, the host.

Oblivious, Grisha had moved according to the will of that thought. He had unconsciously become a villain.

– Things have gone terribly wrong.

The thought entity had been quiet within Grisha’s body until now, but the time had come to exert power.

He knew not what harm might befall him from the resulting variables.

The one responsible for creating those variables was undoubtedly…

“Radon Crawler. That was indeed your son’s name, right?”

Grisha uttered the name of a boy with a dark aura.

Skilla felt a chill at the thought that her son’s name came from such a sinister person.

This man was targeting Radon.

“Don’t you dare touch a single hair on my son! No matter who you are… ugh!”

At Grisha’s gesture, suddenly the ground beneath Skilla’s feet rose.

Hovering in the air, it looked as if an invisible hand was gripping her neck, and Grisha was making a motion as if lifting something with one hand.

“No one is coming here. No matter how much you received the Duke’s help, you are merely residents of this village.”

No matter how close he was to Gerard, the knights he commanded wouldn’t protect their homes.

Her husband Rotas had gone to work, and her daughter Amy had gone out to play.

Currently, the only one remaining in this household was Skilla.

In that situation, breaking into an empty house was an incredibly easy task for Grisha.

“I’ll drag you away like this and make you the vessel of the Destruction God. Because I can feel the same blood as Makia coming from you.”

“What?”

“I can discern the roots of your family tree.”

Now that the thoughts of the Destruction God had awakened, elements that had been invisible began to emerge.

An eye that sees through everything. The purity of a person’s blood. It matched Makia’s purity.

Grisha, with the eye of the Destruction God, could see it.

300 years ago, when Makia became the Demon King and broke the taboos to gain special rights.

He had two siblings.

The younger sister, Princess Mela, met an unjust death due to his betrayal, while the younger brother, Rodan, had clung to Makia to survive.

That Rodan had renounced his title and fled. And it is said he lived happily, leaving behind descendants.

“Rodan, Makia’s brother. You are his descendant. The blood of Makia still lingers within you.”

At first, it had been utterly incomprehensible, but now Grisha understood.

With the eyes of the Destruction God in his grasp, he began to revel in the blood of Makia, who had obtained special rights 300 years ago.

So much so that he could recognize even bloodlines like his own.

“I… I’m… the Demon King’s….”

“That is no lie. The curse that now hangs over you is undeniable evidence.”

“What?”

Skilla, greatly surprised, widened her eyes.

When it comes to curses, only one thing immediately comes to mind for her.

“Are you talking about the curse of La■■?”

“Hehehe… you really can’t articulate properly, can you? That means you can’t even convey it to others in writing, right?”

“That means….”

“Yes, the curse upon you is a phenomenon that arose because Makia broke the taboo 300 years ago.”

It is said that as a price for breaking that taboo, all of Makia’s kin were cursed.

Even Maya, Makia’s daughter, died because of that curse.

And Rodan, who had renounced his position, would also have suffered the curse. However, his curse had manifested only in this current generation, 300 years later.

Because of this, Skilla’s family, as well as her husband, who was akin to a descendant, had become victims of the curse.

“The reason is… perhaps it was delayed because Makia died 300 years ago. Until the day he possesses another body and acts again.”

Makia had seized the body of Emperor Kamain about 16 years ago.

It was just around the time when rumors spread of the emperor becoming increasingly capricious. He had also fathered Mirona due to that unpredictability.

And the Crawler family had fallen under the curse of the liar around that time too.

“You must have heard during the Magical Banquet. The current emperor is none other than the Demon King of an old era.”

“So that means….”

The reason the Crawler family fell under the curse was precisely because of Makia.

It meant that they, as blood relatives, were paying the price for that person’s breaking of the taboos.

“And because of that bloodline, it means you can be dealt with as a vessel of the Destruction God.”

“… Who do you think you are!”

“It doesn’t matter. No one will come here. Haap!”

“Ugh!”

The force tightening around her neck was growing stronger.

It was a force that could make her lose consciousness at any moment, causing water to start trickling from Skilla’s mouth.

And yet, the corners of her mouth were raised. What could possibly be funny in such a situation?

Here, Grisha overlooked one fact.

Had it been too long since he last encountered it? He had forgotten that she was an exceptional Spirit Sorcerer.

Bang!—

In that moment, a loud crashing sound came from the door, followed by the clinking of armor as knights burst into the house.

“What in the world!”

There wasn’t a single guard present to protect this family home.

Yet, as if by appointment, Grisha felt confusion upon seeing the knights suddenly invade.

But the question was quickly answered. Numerous spirits began to appear at the sides of the knights.

“I see. I completely forgot.”

Skilla had studied spirit magic in the Elf Village.

Then, if she had continued to hone that spirit magic until now, it could be applied in many ways.

That meant sending a distress signal wasn’t going to be all that difficult.

“You, Grisha Highend! The master of the Yellow Magic Tower, who caused a huge uproar at the recent Magical Banquet.”

Most of the ones under the command of the Yellow Magic Tower were elves masquerading as humans.

Currently, those involved with the Yellow Tower were either being interrogated or hunted down, and the tower’s owner, Grisha, was no exception.

Having caused such a significant incident, it was only natural for a bounty to be issued against him.

Upon seeing him, the knights aimed their spears and swords straight at Grisha.

“Not only did you fail at Aligieri, now you plan to incite the same turmoil here in Silver Town!”

The one leading the knights, Trensh, narrowed his eyes as he spoke.

In response, Grisha suddenly widened his eyes and knew he had to release Skilla immediately.

A swift, invisible strike flew toward him, and he had to hastily block it with a defensive spell.

“Kuuh!”

He intended to take Skilla hostage, but that offensive strike had raced ahead of his plan.

Even though he had managed to block it, he felt a trembling sensation in his bones.

As expected, it was the skill of a knight from the Chain Silver Family who had protected Gerard all this time.

There was no guarantee that victory was assured. Not to mention, if reinforcements from behind joined in, they would be at a severe disadvantage.

“Skilla… it doesn’t matter if you aren’t the one. There are still others that serve as vessels for the Destruction God.”

A sinister aura flowed once again from Grisha.

The power that seemed beyond human comprehension made even Trensh’s tongue go dry.

“I will definitely… bring destruction upon Aligieri… and this world!”

With a shout that sounded like a declaration of war, Grisha vanished with a bang!

From the flow of mana, it appeared he had teleported to a region where he had previously marked.

Once he disappeared, the knights quickly became concerned for Skilla’s safety.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes. I’m fine. But….”

Although she was unharmed, Skilla realized a more bothersome situation was unfolding.

Grisha was searching for a vessel of the Destruction God. That target was most likely those connected to Makia.

Including herself and her children.

“Ammy and Radon are in danger!”

*

A new medium, a being that could serve as a vessel for the Destruction God.

I learned that it could very well be Makia himself or his bloodline in the ruins’ research lab.

Gathering all the information from there, I returned to the residence and shared it with everyone.

“Is all this found in that ruin?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t understand any of it….”

Jenny said as she scanned the materials that Lukas and I had brought.

For her, who had held a sword more than studied, it was nothing but confusing and gave her a headache.

“Uh…!”

At that moment, Mary reacted greatly to a drawing containing a magic circle.

“What is it, Mary? Did you understand something?”

“This…! This is…!”

I felt a flicker of hope.

After all, Mary was technically a Demon King…

“It’s similar to a bug drawing! I wonder what it tastes like?”

I was the fool who had been hopeful.

Deceived by that, a sense of self-loathing crept in.

Lukas felt the same way and swiftly slapped Mary’s head.

“Ouch!”

“Cut the nonsense, okay?”

“Heeeng~”

“Anyway, we managed to glean what transpired here to some extent.”

Although Jenny and Mary had also uncovered information, our findings had come first.

Research for the descent of the Destruction God.

What was needed to realize that was the bloodline of one who broke the taboos or the remains of an Evil God.

We had received a wealth of information that had not appeared in the game.

`The bloodline of one who broke the taboos…`

That signified none other than Makia, and if it was Makia’s bloodline, it meant I existed here.

Me.

Previously, when I was on an assignment, Shaikar had told me that I was a descendant of the Demon King 300 years ago.

There was no need to see who that Demon King was; it was obvious.

“But, you know…. Can’t we just relax? After all, that Demon King called Makia is thoroughly restrained. There’s no need to keep a close watch….”

Jenny’s words were correct. The moment he was caught, any potential revival of the Destruction God had been extinguished.

Of course, there were still those in the Crawler family, including myself, who could serve as vessels, but our family was currently under the protection of high connections.

And Skilla and Rotas themselves were no pushovers either.

There was no longer a reason to advance Chapter 6.

For the remaining villains, it was as if their hands and feet were bound.

Even Enviel did not exist in this world.

“Ah!”

“What’s wrong all of a sudden?”

Lukas suddenly grasped his eyes and groaned.

He reacted as if he had been pricked by a needle, causing concern.

“Is it painful in your eyes?”

“Well… I should say it’s more like a stabbing pain inside my head.”

“Does it hurt your eyes, or does your head hurt?”

“I don’t know.”

There was no way someone could react like that unless someone had pricked his eyes.

Just when I thought things had calmed down, Lukas still remained holding his eyes.

He looked like he was still in pain. Seeing this, Jenny approached Lukas with a sympathetic look.

“Do you want me to blow on it? When something gets in your eyes, mom said blowing on it is the best thing to do.”

“I don’t need it. And you’re being a nuisance, so stay away.”

“Don’t say that, it’s hurtful.”

“Then… be gentle.”

The two girls leaned their faces closer together.

It looked like a situation where no man could possibly intrude, so I stayed as far away as possible.

Lukas widened her eyes, and Jenny brought her mouth close to it.

The distance was so intimate that Lukas blushing made her look kind of cute.

And then….

Fwoooosh—

A breath issued from Jenny’s mouth.

It felt like a gentle breeze ideal for strolling, and Lukas found comfort in it.

It was a breeze perfect to breathe in. The wind was as delicate as a girl.

If only it hadn’t been for the spit…

“Owwww!”

“Huh? What’s wrong?”

The spit that had flown out with the wind landed right in Lukas’s eye.

“My eye! My mooouuuuth!!”

It had started gently blowing, but ended up failing to control the strength, resulting in a spit attack.

In response, Lukas held her eyes and yelled.

“I told you to be gentle! You idiot!”

“Hey! Isn’t that a bit too much?”

“Then you should also experience it once!”

To get back at Jenny, Lukas grabbed her shoulder.

Not wanting to be outdone, Jenny grasped Lukas’s shoulder as well.

And….

“Whoooa!!”

“Yaaahhh!!”

A battle between two beasts began.

To be precise, it was a mudslinging fight.

Mary watched and chewed on the bugs crawling on the floor.

From the perspective of eating bugs instead of popcorn, it seemed rather novel…

Bang bang!—

At that moment, the noise of someone approaching from outside caused the two beasts to stop fighting.

Then the door swung open, revealing a familiar face.

“Huh?”

“It’s you….”

Totema End Hall Papias.

One of the individuals who popped up just when you thought you’d forgotten about him.

“Gasp… gasp… everyone… there you are.”

How he came to be here was a mystery, but it seemed like he had been searching for us while panting heavily.

Especially, his gaze was fixed on Lukas.

“I urgently need to inform you… I have been searching for you all.”

“What on earth are you talking about?”

“In the Papias Kingdom… again…!”

They are capturing the divine beasts scattered across the continent.

That was what he wanted to convey.

Upon hearing the word divine beasts, Lukas narrowed her brows.

Surviving as an Academy Scammer.

 

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