Episode 294.1
(EP-294.1) #3
294 – Fall #3
Professor Balan woke up.
Thanks to that, my drowsy, foggy mind started to clear up a little.
I carefully raised myself, moving quietly. As I glanced around, I saw Professor Stella sleeping soundly next to .
Taking care not to wake her, I crawled toward the cave entrance.
Once outside, Professor Balan’s glowing red eyes eerily shimred amidst the darkness.
“What’s going on? We’re supposed to sleep, we have a busy day tomorrow.”
“I have sothing to tell Sir Theo. B-But first, please take this.”
Seureuk-.
From her cloak, Balan handed a round, red apple. An apple? I took it without thinking, and Balan let out a sly, mischievous laugh, “Eheheh…”
“No need to share with the elf, Theo-nim. You can enjoy it. I picked it earlier this morning. Your safety is my top priority.”
“I see. Thank you.”
Crunch, crunch.
The apple disappeared in no ti.
Though I hadn’t shown it, my body felt weighed down with fatigue. The fruits, nuts, and dried at we had eaten earlier for dinner had been insufficient.
Eating the apple Balan offered lifted my spirits. It was delicious.
“So, what is it you wanted to tell ?”
“It’s about defeating Opal… I wanted to discuss it a little.”
Ah, I see.
I also had plenty of questions for Balan. I’d been putting them off because there hadn’t been a good opportunity for a private conversation until now.
So, I took the opportunity to briefly and simply explain what had happened within the Bellhawk family and the events that had unfolded as a result.
“I, I see…”
Balan nodded as he listened to the part about Opal’s death.
“That terrifying Opal… to et such a pitiful end. Serves him right. Haha, I, Balan de Sabrnak—just thinking of what that wretch put through…”
“However, Opal seed to suggest that Solomon is still alive. What do you think of that, Professor Balan?”
“Alive, huh…”
Balan paused for a mont, then slowly raised a finger.
“It’s not entirely i-impossible. The proof of that lies with , Balan de Sabrnak. In fact, Theo-nim, you see this proof every day yourself.”
“Proof?”
“I, Balan, am a masterpiece created by the king. However, as with most spells, most fade after the creator’s death. The fact that I am still alive…”
“… supports the possibility that Solomon may not be dead, is that what you’re saying?”
“T-That’s right! I’d give you an A grade for that.”
“… Hmm.”
Co to think of it, Marmar once ntioned sothing similar. The status window we all see—it’s a rule set by Solomon’s magic.
The fact that we can see the status window could be proof that Solomon was still alive.
“… B-But the forr Demon King is no longer in this world. I say this as Balan de Sabrnak, you can trust . If he were still alive… perhaps it’s a part that resides within Theo-nim.”
Balan had a point.
There could only be one Demon King at a ti, as I had learned. Now that I had beco the Little Demon King, the idea that Solomon was still alive didn’t make sense.
This world was strange like that.
Filled with stories that don’t always make sense.
* * *
━Geuiiiiik!
“Stella-nim, one’s coming from that way!”
“Got it!”
Whizz, THWACK!
The arrow Stella shot pierced right through the bizarre mantis-like monster’s body.
A hole so large it seed impossible to have been made by a small arrow. The monster trembled violently before becoming completely still.
“Hu, it never ends.”
Stella retrieved the arrows lodged in the tree.
Just like she said, the monsters seed endless. Every ti one group of monsters caused a disturbance, more would be drawn to the noise, and we’d have to fight them off again, then another wave would co….
At this rate, it seed like there would be no end.
However, Balan appeared to enjoy the frenzy of the monsters.
“Hehe, so much ominous magic…”
It must be because she could absorb the ominous and evil magic from the corpses of the monsters. Those who follow the path of ‘darkness’ typically grow stronger by absorbing the power of their opponents.
In truth, she was originally Gamigin, a high-ranking officer in the Demon King’s army. If she kept absorbing power like this, it would surely aid our survival.
“Hmph, black mages.”
Of course, Stella, unaware of this, clicked her tongue in disapproval at the sight. It was only natural for soone who didn’t know to find it unsettling. Even to , it was a bit eerie.
━Gyaaaaak!
Just then, a sharp roar echoed from behind us. A wolf, with its mouth stretched all the way to its neck, charged toward us.
Naturally, Stella, as if she had anticipated it, stepped back to create distance and then swiftly drew the dagger from her waist, throwing it straight into the monster’s forehead.
━Caeaeng!
Thwack!
The Hell Hound collapsed, spurting blood. Stella retrieved the dagger from its forehead and surveyed around.
“The scent of blood will attract more of them. We need to get out of here quickly. I’d also like to wash off the dust and blood on . Is there a body of water nearby?”
Stella looked at .
“Theo-kun, do you know if there’s any water nearby?”
“Why are you asking ?”
“Nymphs have a knack for finding streams or brooks. Since you’re half-nymph, shouldn’t you be able to do the sa?”
Did nymphs really have such a convenient survival ability? It was the first ti I’d heard of it. But Stella, as soone who specialized in fairy studies, wouldn’t make things up.
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