The Author's POV

'I'm sorry, but it looks like you'll have to be sacrificed.'

If possible, I would have shed a few tears at this time. However, I was a man, and men don't cry.

"Okay. You can take him."

I felt a potent glare at the back of my head, but I disregarded it. Certain sacrifices were required for the greater good, and Jin was that one sacrifice.

Priscilla's expression changed to one of surprise the moment I gave in and agreed. She looked at Jin first, then at me, with an open mouth as she alternated her gaze back and forth between us.

"You're agreeing?"

"Why not?"

"Eh?"

"What's with you?"

She displayed a surprisingly wide range of expressions today, especially for a demon of her stature. The poise that she displayed in the very beginning had long since vanished, and what I saw in front of me was nothing more than a misguided child.

'Come to think of it, if you push her buttons correctly, Angelica isn't that much different.'

Were all demons like this?

"I'm fine with giving him to you. Of course, I won't be fine with it if you're planning on doing something bad to him."

Her objective was not hard to discern at all. She most likely was dissatisfied with the mana contract, and as a result, she wanted to keep Jin close to her in order to maintain some degree of leverage for herself.

When viewed from her perspective, her choice was one that was entirely rational. Although the mana contract was a good way to establish a certain level of "trust," it was never a bad idea to have additional leverage.

Plus, I actually wanted Jin to stay behind as well. Just like she wanted to monitor us, I also wanted to monitor her. It went both ways.

"…You are one strange human."

A smile blossomed on my face. It was rather twisted, but it still counted as one.

"I'll take that as a compliment."

*

"For now, just as agreed. I will give you a small portion of what is promised to you."

The Duchess handed me a miniature sized wooden box. The container wasn't particularly large—it was roughly the size of a notebook—and it had a very light feel to it when handled.

After opening a small wooden case, a sweet, honey-like odor permeated the entire space, and I caught a glimpse of a small bottle containing a thick black liquid inside it.

Within a few short moments after catching a whiff of the honey-like scent, the blood in my body began to circulate rapidly, and my hands instinctively reached for the bottle.

'Finally...'

"Hmmm."

Opening the lid, I gave it a good whiff.

It was good.

"How is it?"

"It'll do."

I closed the lid and nodded in satisfaction. This was exactly what I needed.

will now help you with

there is anything you would

turned to look at the others. They were all staring at me. After a brief pause for thought, I turned my attention once

mention it, that Duke guy…what was

"Ukhan."

"Ukhan, huh..."

his words

say something about the gall bladder being a potent poison for

"It is…"

eyes became constricted as she listened to my words, indicating that she had an implicit understanding of the question that I was about to

a friendly smile before walking over to her. The moment I took a step forward, her expression changed, and the two

worry, I mean no harm.

reached out with

"…touch your head."

***

in the air. Duke Ukhan maintained his poise as he sipped from a murky black

"Reporting."

silhouettes materialized at his back. The Duke continued to enjoy the

be to his

that saved the Duchess. With regards to their backgrounds, aside from

paused, and

fighter, while the other appears to be a close-range fighter who specializes in speed and

estate and are currently under her protection. It is possible to get rid of them, but it would

stationed a couple of spies to monitor their movements. If

of his servants, the Duke's expression did not shift in the least bit. Quietly listening, he nodded his head subtly and lowered his

down into it at the murky liquid that was

"There's no need."

be worthwhile to give up several capable spies in

with them in the cave and wasn't necessarily worried. They were nothing but flies in

comes down to it, I'll just get rid of them. They aren't anything to

had been different and the Duchess's reinforcements had arrived just a tad bit later, he could already picture their skulls

carefully set the teacup he was holding down on the table before rising to his feet. He then moved toward the glass window that

behind his back, he admired the scenery in

them and report back to me whenever there is a new development regarding their situation. There are more important issues at hand right now, and it would be unproductive to focus our attention on a couple of

He licked his lips.

of

"I beg to disagree."

gentle whisper echoed in

"Who!"

thing he noticed was the sight of his two guards lying face down

opposite him was a familiar,

"Do you mind?"

he poured himself some liquid from a cup and brought it closer

"Ukh."

out the drink

"What is this crap?"

covering his features, but he

up with you demons and drinks? Do you only know how to drink

on the sofa. His appearance may have initially startled him,

teacup, he placed

"Not bad."

feeling

"The tea?"

you manage to sneak in here without me noticing, but you also managed to

composure after attributing the figure's sudden entrance and action to his extraordinary