Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Chapter 220

Lying in his sleeping bag, Seneran immersed himself in his own image, oblivious to the noise around him. In my heart, I wanted to talk to the heresy judges of the Demonic Church right away, but now there was an issue that I had to prioritize.

It was because a strange question arose from the conversation I had just had with Eldmia.

‘Excessive hostility towards the devil… what could be the cause?’

While coming here, she talked quite lively with the party. Not simply for the smooth interpersonal relationship of the party, but to understand Eldmia, who needs to maintain a smooth relationship in the long term. Asilie didn’t have much interest in the party, and Eldmia, the party involved, couldn’t hang out often because she was focused on training, but she thought that she had gathered enough useful information just by interacting with others.

But nowhere was there anything about demons.

‘I’m sure this is the first time I’ve met a devil.’

Demons are subjugated like demons. Since it is a being that has nothing to benefit humans, it is naturally recognized as unlikable rather than liked by the majority of races.

However, it is generally impossible to harbor such a one-sided hatred for a being with whom one has no contact. It is not easy even for cultists and heretic judges who learn hostility toward demons through indoctrination, so how can it be common?

Even if you are educated like that, not only hatred but also fear and rejection of the unknown accompany you. Blind hostility like that of Eldmia… never comes easily.

In her head, the information she had collected so far began to take shape and interlock. Levien’s guillotine adventurer’s guild mad dog Massacre at Envelde Mansion. A duel with the young lion of Rudra. The opportunity to become involved with Senra Pooling.

‘It’s something evil that shouldn’t exist in this world…’

Rumors about Eldmia rampant in the capital are very double.

Some consider him to be a gentlemanly and intelligent person. Right now, even Valkun, who is famous for being picky, is treating him favorably, so there’s no doubt about that. But on the other side, he is treated as a lunatic killer. Despite driving many cases to support such rumors, he has never been legally punished for it.

Most of the drastic events he committed are true. Even if the royal family came, he would not be able to avoid condemnation if he had committed such a reckless act, but the reason why he was doing well was extremely simple.

‘Calculate and move.’

Eldmia moves when it is justified. Even if it turns the army into an enemy due to that, if there is ‘justification’, move and see. And the subjects who moved and wielded the sword were those who harmed him or tried to harm him.

In terms of behavior, it is no different from a beast with human intellect. Regardless of the reason, it is perhaps more dangerous than a beast in that it does not neglect attacks and hostility towards itself.

‘If you assume that you are trying to exclude a person who wants to harm you or someone who is certain that they will harm you unconditionally… it makes sense.’

Because the devil is useless. It’s because it’s a being that has the possibility of a beneficial use only when it dies. Even though temporary profits can be obtained through trade or contracts, in the end, the devil demands and collects such a large price so that such profits feel trivial. It is not even an object that can be seen easily unless you are a fairly talented person.

It is unknown what form the relationship between him and the Marquis of Levien is, but judging from the fact that Envelde touched the Marshal of Levien and then changed his name, it would be correct to assume that Eldmia also reacts to threats against certain people around her. .

By expanding it a little more, the existence of a demon close to the established fact that it will cause harm in some form to humans, that is, to the people around him.

As in the case of Envelde, if it is considered a real threat and takes action to exclude it.

‘I can understand the hostility and anger towards the demons of Eldmia.’

A living being whose existence itself is meant to harass the people around him and himself that he wants to protect. Even a twisted existence that does not simply bully, but uses it to the bone and does its best to give naked pain.

From Eldmia’s point of view, just seeing it makes me shudder to want to tear it apart.

Just because he is alive and breathing, he must be an existence that conflicts with his principle of action in every way.

‘…I’ll have to be very careful.’

Although he lay there pretending to be calm, Seneran let out a sigh of relief as he felt goosebumps running through his body.

Seneran was both a mage and a merchant.

If there is something in common between the two jobs, it is that they do not cover the means and methods for the purpose. And Seneran was an excellent mage and a great merchant in that he skillfully tricked the opponent without deceit and took advantage of his own.

Because it was. For the sake of her research, she had the intention of threatening Eldmia and its surroundings. I thought that even if I noticed later, it wouldn’t matter anyway if I created a situation where I had no choice but to cooperate with myself.

‘I almost died.’

It was a mistake. I was thinking too common sense. Perhaps the moment it was discovered that she had attempted it, her head would have been cut off before she had time to say goodbye to her torso.

The shackles to prevent that situation? Well, is there such a thing?

Right now, just by firing the weapon called the needle with full force, I would have died and started.

Seneran, who had finished the accident up to that point, began to think anew with a much more comfortable mindset. Now that the questions had been answered, it was time to re-plan a concrete future.

Now then, how can Eldmia become the ‘surrounding person’ she wants to protect?

The worry was much more pleasant than she expected.

?

“Would you be okay for a second?”

The person who approached me while I was preparing a meal for the morning that came after a vigil consisting only of warriors was a saintess.

“Yes. What’s going on, Judge Bireidan?”

“…I just meant that bire was enough. I want to finish talking about Epaga-sama.”

Anyway, the tent that Asilie and I were using was a bit far from the others, but the voice of the saintess was very low, perhaps in preparation for an unexpected situation.

“Well, that’s right. Noona, I’ll talk to you for a while.”

“Sure.”

Ascillie skillfully greased the frying pan, grilled meat, and took out vegetables stored in jars, leaving a little distance behind her.

“Aren’t you a high elf…?”

“…well? I’m not sure because I’ve never asked.”

Was Asilie a high elf? To be honest, I had only heard that there was a class of high elves, but I didn’t know what the difference was between normal elves, so all I could give was a vague answer.

“…No. It’s not a very important story. I thought it was necessary to return to the Church first in order to sort things out for a while and cooperate properly with you.”

I guess so. The reality is that in this neighborhood, it is hard to see demons wearing slave necklaces around their necks. There’s no way she’ll stay here and help me unless she saws off those thick horns… Huh? Was one of the saintess’ horns originally cut off?

“In the future, I will send the contact first. Then show this to the contact.”

I was afraid to tilt my head in wonder as the saintess held out a piece of the severed horn and handed it to me.

Wow I really can’t get used to it.

“Do not beastmen give with their teeth pulled out, but demons give with their horns cut off? Can’t you think about the recipient’s feelings?”

“I-I’m just giving this to just anyone…”

“No, that’s not it. I’m saying that giving a part of the body like that is very burdensome from the point of view of the recipient.”

Krul, who I saved from the slave trade group in the past, and those horns eventually grow back intact, so I’ll cut them off, but from my point of view, it’s burdensome to come. How many more body parts than intact signs.

“…Hmmmm. You didn’t consider cultural differences. Excuse me.”

“I-I know that Birei-nim did it to be considerate of and care about me, but… Hehe, it’s right for me to be considerate of cultural differences as well.”

It was cut off anyway, so I couldn’t take it, so I decided to take it for now and carefully put it in the pouch containing Krul’s fangs.

“Hmm? Is that the mark of the Beasts?”

“Yes. These are the teeth that the beastman just mentioned pulled out.”

As the saintess managed to take advantage of that brief gap to examine the contents of the pouch, a different color lingered in her eyes. I wondered if there was a resurgence of curiosity, but luckily it didn’t seem to be the case.

“Do you remember the name of the person who gave you the token? Maybe it’ll be easier to get a contact.”

“Uh… Krul… Was it Pitaly Bazaso? Was it Vitaly Bizaso? It was a prisoner with that name.”

“It’s enough just to know the name in front. Thank God. I think I can help you more easily.”

The saintess nodded her head in satisfaction, and after that, she roughly informed us of the expected date of the meeting, and after a simple meal, she moved on to return to her hometown with a short greeting. I wondered if they were in too much of a hurry, but I felt that they were considerate because we could be harmed if a third person found out that we were together.

“Ahhh?! Demons! Why not?!”

Seneran, who had slept in too late, probably because he was very tired, woke up late and whimpered like a weary child, but other than that, nothing happened until we finished eating and tidying up our luggage.

Now it’s time to go to the city and earn some money.