Reader's Double Track Recovery Log

1.

Should I say it's a turning point in life?

That's what happened to Eustacio Wiblé Leonor.

It happened 20 years ago.

The young Crown Prince, who was already a first-class warrior, wizard, and spirit monk, suddenly felt a strange presence through his excellent sense.

The direction is the secret basement of the palace.

Eustacio crumpled his face.

Only the Emperor and Crown Prince of the Wiblé Empire were allowed in and out of there. It was a place where even the royal family, if not the heir to the throne, would not even know its existence, and the crown prince, Eustacio, only knows that it is important, but does not know what is in it.

The fact that someone tried to cover up their mettle and approach them is something that cannot be passed lightly.

It's late at night.

It was quiet around.

It's probably just Eustacio himself who felt the presence.

It's a good thing you can't tell anyone about the existence of the cellar.

He got out of bed quietly.

What he soon saw in the basement was a mass of mucilage that felt a great deal of mana lot of mana. Black as ink, it was a strangely human-like silhouette.

He took out a weapon of self-defense.

"···정체가 뭐지."

Of course, I'm talking to myself.

It was not a question that expected an answer.

What are you?

Unexpectedly, however, I heard a clear and clear voice.

Eustacio was startled.

This is because there was something similar to the human mouth in the black mass that looked like a monster.

He gulped down his dry saliva.

" "··· The savvy successor to the great Wibble Empire, Eustacio Wible Leonorda. What's your monster doing?"

Oh, I was wondering if you were a local royal family.

The gurgling, · 점, mucus flutter. Soon the monster turned into the image of a young human girl.

"I'm Mock, a polymorphic wizard who has studied a long-standing mystery. I'm here because I'm interested in the underground cavity of this imperial palace."

The girl, who claimed to be a polytype, told a surprising story to Eustacio.

-In the basement of the Imperial Palace, the devil is asleep. Terpartijan, a demon of great power that can shake the landscape of the Prima continent.

-He has long studied archaeology and traced the devil's whereabouts, and as a result, he has only reached the deep end of the palace.

The clever Eustacio immediately realized that the girl's story was not a bluff.

If the empire had long been in close relation to the devil, the Wiblé Empire's refusal to enter the church is also explained.

He looked at the girl.

The foreboding felt from this strange being was absurdly powerful. It was called "Ji-Ji-Ji-Ji-Ji-Ji-Ji-Ji-Ji-Ji" from childhood, and after grown-up, Eustacio was mistaken for the continent's famous strong men, but the chances of winning against the girl did not seem very high.

He asked with a look of caution.

" "· 이상It's strange to say that the story is true. What were you going to do by sneaking into the basement where the devil is?"

"Don't glare at me like that. It's nothing. I was just interested in research. You don't have to stare at it so harshly? Without the genetic information of the imperial family, we don't even seem to be able to get into the deep end."

“·········.”

Eustacio looked in the direction of the metal door she pointed at. The huge door is firmly closed as usual. If you look at the anti-horse metals on the surface, they won't break with a subtle magic attack.

Given this information, perhaps she wants Eustacio to cooperate in the study of the basement.

Frankly speaking, it's interesting to the devil. The devil contractors he saw in the literature used to wield enormous power.

At the end, he was punished by the church without exception, but in the opinion of Eustacio, it was simply true that the devil contractors of the past acted foolishly.

'If I get the power of the devil.'

The whole continent could be in your hands. I'm sure he'll be able to achieve something different than his father, who has devoted himself to internal medicine.

He asked the girl.

"If you really came here for pure research, can you guarantee you won't do any harm to me and the Empire?"

"I'm a talented man who can write a magic contract. What can I do for you?”

Eustacio nodded.

Then the girl laughed.

2.

Twenty years have passed since then.

In the meantime, Eustacio has not neglected the vigilance of the multiracial people who call themselves "mock."

He intended to kill himself immediately if he committed anything suspicious, but rather than betraying him, he actively cooperated with his plan.

As a well-informed wizard, each time he gave advice, and at the end passed smoothly to the devil Terpartijan, which had been sealed deep in the cellar, the vigilance that Eustacio held against Mock had been largely diluted.

As I said for the first time, I only asked for some of the energy of Terpartijan or a sample of his blood as a contractor for research.

In fact, Mock and Ustacio were in a relationship that could be regarded as priests.

a mansion in the Wiblé Empire

The two were reunited after two years.

asked Mock, who had been acting for Eustacio for quite a long time.

"I heard Blisspiel took a Visanian or a close friend named Simon. Looks like you're in trouble.”

Eustacio recalled the assassins who broke into the guild house the other day.

a young man dealing with the brain

a queer child

Whenever I think of their faces, my head aches. In particular, the latter child, who broke the "arm" casually, was able to compete against Eustacio, who boasted of being more than a triple star without the power of the devil.

"I've had enough blood in the last few years. We've secured enough supplies of serum pills, so there won't be any trouble with the plan."

"Arm. Of course you should."

Mock looked like a young girl when he first met Eustacio.

She is the most favored appearance among countless appearances, which can change anything, causing unconsciousness to the other person. Of course, there are not only such practical reasons, and there are some mix of personal tastes.

Eustacio looked at her and asked,

"What's the trend for the Blisspiel Clan?"

"You seem to have become the Clan Master, the kid named Eden who attacked you."

"Don't treat me like a fool. I know that much. It's not the information that's revealed, it's what you're preparing from below."

"No fun."

The grumbling woman explained.

"Blisspiel Clan seems to be on a frequent contact with Sunghwangguk. Next time, I'm not going to send just one or two scary assassins, but I think we're going to go on a big scale at the national level. It's time for you to go through the same ordeal as the other devil contractors."

"Hmm."

"So, you've come up with a solution, haven't you?"

"The guild house has already been moved."

The Praskeak Guild has three large hideouts only in the capital of the Empire.

One of them was specified before the last attack, but there is little outside to know the details of the other two locations.

Mock nodded and asked.

"And I told you that the needle that stabbed you in the last letter was like a "S" of an interrogator, right? What are you going to do if the Holy Land makes its ingredients public?”

"I immediately succeed the emperor and build a wall with the outside. If it's the arrangement we've prepared so far, we'll be able to handle the entire central region.”

Drug-addicted Praskeak Guild One has mostly become a similar demon. A good record, a slave who faithfully follows his orders.

Although it did not spread in earnest due to the rapid response of the Holy Kingdom, some of the aristocrats who were addicted to drugs have turned into similar demons, so depending on the situation, they may be helped.

Eustacio sighed.

I wanted to devour the whole continent after preparing for a few more years, but plans don't always go as I thought.

I'll have to concentrate on the enemy in front of me.

3.

"Let's make a great public announcement that Prince Eustacio is a devil contractor, and call on the Wibbleh Empire to cooperate!"

shouted the bishop of the struggle church. The bishop from the Life Church asks with a slight frown.

"The Wibbleh Empire has long rejected the Church. What would you do if they didn't accept it?"

"It's not an obvious story. Of course I'll have to go to the talent show.”

"You don't know there's a bunch of similar demons roaming the capital of the Wibbleh Empire? Many sex knights and priests will inevitably be sacrificed."

"Ha, so you're just gonna look at it like this?”

"That's not the story! I mean to discuss other measures!"

"Quiet."

Dorothea, the adult of the circular church, comes out and the busy conference room becomes quiet at once.

I raised my hand among them.

"You may speak, Master Stroke."

"The key is one thing. If you take down the devil contractor, you lose your power and you return to normal human beings."

"As long as only the Crown Prince can be dealt with, all the problems will be solved, but assassination is impossible. Master Stroke knows best, right?”

I nodded at Dorothea's words.

Due to the recent influence of the Crown Prince, the boundaries and inspections around the imperial capital have become several times more thorough.

It's hard to even infiltrate, and even if a small number of people succeed in infiltrating, it's hard to figure out which traps are lurking inside.

"But I think assassination is the answer."

"Why do you think so, Aiden?"

"Maybe they're reading our thoughts, too. You'll probably think there's a high possibility of releasing information about the Devil Contractor. And you've come up with a way to deal with it.”

"How to deal with it?"

"As soon as I hear the announcement, I will devour the whole empire. I have that strength and justification."

““·········.””

There are only two Triple Star powerhouses on the other side. Even one of them is the Crown Prince, who has the right to succeed, and he will be able to take power away in an instant against the Emperor.

Nevertheless, the reason why Praskeak is watching the situation is because of some risk.

The people of the world have vague fears about the existence of evil. If it were other countries, it is clear that Eustacio would be ostracized no matter how imperialistic he is. However, it is hard to predict how the situation will go with the Wibble Empire, which has built walls with the church.

At worst, a nation may be born that officially tolerates the existence of satanic worshippers.

"But as I said, assassination is hard. We don't have the means to get in."

"Instead of infiltrating, let's just take the elite and crash into the opponent's home base."

"What?"

When they hear that, the lions of each church give a blank look.

This is an expected response. This plan should never be leaked to the outside world, so I kept it a secret from the people of the Holy Land.

I stood up instead of explaining.

"I have a good carrier. Follow me."

4.

A week after the meeting.

A small ship was crossing over the Wibble Empire at a terrifying speed. It is with me and the Blisspiel Clans and the finest of the Great Powers on board.

asked, looking at the distant ground.

"Lespinel, what's the situation?"

It's all right, Master.

"Okay, double-check the coordinates of the building you're about to rush."

Understanding. Check coordinates and start track calculations. 0043200···.

At the heart of the plan is a retrofitted repeater in the form of an airship.

Irmockwe and Eustacio probably didn't have this in mind.

Basically, the Gisin are very small in population, and it is very rare for them to be used to cope with aerial warfare.

I asked, looking at 32 passengers.

"Are you ready?"