Plain Girl Hero of Darkness
He Who Spreads Death - (7)

[Orsted Imperial City Mother, Listerine Castle, Dalmes Chancellor's Office.]

As the Imperial Chancellor, Dalmes' office was up to his status, and no fees were incurred. The most notable thing about the office is how spacious it is, large enough to accommodate 100 guests. Sufficient sunlight shone through the large windows, and the elegant red curtains with golden threads were pulled to the side. In addition, there are also many famous paintings and artworks. Even the table on the side of the wall was a work of elegance and grandeur.

"- It concludes the report."

"thank you. But Swaran's army was too weak if they could not seize the ancient fortress and collapse it. "

“How else, because enemy reinforcements include the rumored monster..”.

The dark-robed woman said with a heavy tone. He is the head of the 'Dawn' Intelligence Bureau, Flora Ray. Unlike the Heat Haze, this Bureau worked directly under Dalmes.

"Monster, yes ..."

"Your Majesty?"

“No, it's nothing. You can go.”

"Yes sir."

"Oh right, make an announcement not to let anyone come to my room for now."

"As you wish, Sir."

After seeing Flora come out, Dalmes looked to the right. There was something very suitable in this unique place. Large bookshelves that reach high ceilings.

(I have to make my report.).

Dalmes pulled the red book out of his desk drawer, and went to the bookshelf. There was an unnatural gap for a book in the middle of the shelf. Dalmes looked at the book in his hand, and put it into a crack. There was a click, and the shelves began to move sideways with a loud bang. Shortly after, the bookshelf stopped moving and the stairs leading down were revealed.

Dalmes turned on the lights at the entrance, and carefully descended the spiral staircase. Despite being cautious, he nearly stumbled several times before reaching the room surrounded by a stone wall. Unlike the office, this place feels empty and empty.

Dalmes lit the candles on the walls one by one, and the shadows became darker as the light source grew.

After all the candles were lit, Dalmes walked to the center of the room, and kowtowed on the floor. Dalmes' shadow began to spin, and extended forward. The shadow began to wriggle as if it was alive, and after expanding and shrinking a few times, it took on a humanoid form.

“—Dalmes. Lift your head up."

The shadow flickered like a ghostly flame, and Dalmes looked at the hardened shadow.

"Yes!!"

Dalmes raised his head respectfully and greeted:

"'Master Xenia, how are you—"

“Save your levity and get straight to the point. Humans are very long-winded, and your language is difficult to use."

The sound that rang out from the ravine made Dalmes shiver.

"I-I'm sorry."

"Sekaranh, what's wrong?"

Xenia asked in a cold voice. Dalmes was good at reading other people's moods, but it was futile before Xenia, as there was nothing she could observe from him. There was nothing he could do before this terrifying presence.

Dalmes gulped to moisten his dry throat, and continued: he:

"It was a follow-up report on the black sword that caught Lord Xenia's attention."

"I get. Continue."

“There are many reports that say that the black sword gives off a kind of black fog. According to the analysis of the Sorcerers, it might be a work of Magic."

Xenia's figure was slightly shaky, but there was no further reaction. Dalmes wiped the sweat from his brows, and asked timidly:

"Mr Xenia?"

“You're wrong in one thing. That dark fog was not a Magic-level clone."

Dalmes was stunned by that. He does not fully trust the Church of Saint Illuminas and the "White Bible", but Witches do exist, and they can use Magic that is hailed as a God miracle. Despite this, Xenia calls the mock Magic, which confuses Dalmes.

(Bible White)

“I mean literally.”

Xenia replied, which made Dalmes even more confused.

“Although you said that, I still do not understand..”.

“Do I owe you an explanation? If I'm going to make a profit, I won't mind explaining it to you."

"Not everything! I'm talking wrong!"

Dalmes dropped himself in fear. After a moment of silence, Xenia ordered him to raise his head, and Dalmes complied.

“Forget it, it's only natural that you're curious. I'll explain it a little. ”

“Ohh! I'm so honored for the opportunity to learn from your vast wisdom!"

Xenia's knowledge was a treasure. Dalmes raised his ear so as not to miss a single word.

“The black sword was probably made with the power of my brother. That's the reason why the dark fog came out."

"So ... That dark fog did not come from Magic, but from the strength of your brother."

Dalmes carefully cut out those words. Xenia could obliterate the mountain by flicking her finger, so if she spoke carelessly, mankind would probably become dust.

"That's right. Therefore, the man who uses the black sword is my brother's toy."

"-Toys?"

“Freaks with strange interests. Getting joy from humans under the guise of 'Observation'."

"Observations ... Should I give you instructions not to hurt her?"

Dalmes did not want to be scolded by Xenia's brother who should be just as strong.

“Do not do unnecessary things. Leave the toy.”

"But why? He may be human, but he's still Lord Xenia's partner."

Refers to humans as toys that match the style of the God of Death, but he was awarded a sword by one of his brothers. When Dalmes thought about it, he realized Xenia's figure seemed to be enlarged with anger. The candle flame also became more intense.

"Mr Xenia?"

“Didn't you hear what I said? That's my brother's toy. Or did things change with humans, so you started calling 'your toys' partners now?"

"M-I'm sorry!"

Dalmes wanted to press his head against the ground, but he could not even move a single finger. Cold sweat poured out from every pore in his body.

“Do not keep repeating the same mistakes. That's not fun."

Before he knew it, Xenia's glittering left hand was pointing towards Dalmes.

“I... very.. ask... sorry... I will... be careful from now on.”.

Dalmes apologized with all his might. Xenia put down her left hand, and Dalmes regained control of her body. He pushed his flailing body with his palm.

“Hah, hah, hah ......”.

“As long as you understand. Pull out the war as long as you can. That's the reason why I've endowed you with 'strength'. Send as many humans as possible to their deaths."

"All right!! I'll remember it. Emperors were no different from puppets now. It would be very easy to manipulate this war."

"good. How about 'Netherworld Chalice'?”

“Everything went well. Now it's a full third."

Inside Dalmes' room, there was a dark chalice filled with countless souls. For those without electricity, it was just an ordinary cup, so Dalmes displayed it openly in his room.

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...To Be Continue's...