The Cute Master Was Actually the Black Demon King

62 – Bad Taste

“I will accept it.”

“…… You came sooner than expected.”

At one word from White, who was staring at him with straight eyes, Friedrich muttered as if a little surprised.

How much time did you think it would take?

At the appearance of White, who came to him earlier than expected, Friedrich gave a faint smile as if he was satisfied.

“Your eyes made a decision. It seems that the hesitation has disappeared.”

“You saw it right, Sir Edwald.”

White, too, showed a calm smile across her mouth towards Friedrich.

For some reason, with an expression of considerable composure, White tilted her head and looked up at her.

“Thankfully, someone erased my hesitation.”

“Hmm?”

At White’s meaningful murmur, Friedrich raised his eyebrows and similarly moved his gaze toward the sky.

Immediately after that, as if Friedrich had noticed something, he made his eyes darken.

“Um, was it like that?”

With a smile that grew even thicker, Friedrich nodded his head once.

Something wasn’t visible.

I was just able to feel it, and I was able to capture its presence, albeit vaguely.

“As I’ve felt before, the priests and priests are really good friends.”

“…… Did you see that?”

I wonder if Friedrich had said that, and was satisfied with it.

White nodded her head once, drawing out her elegant eye smile.

“She is my teacher who is more precious than anyone else, and she is the woman I love so much that I can’t replace her.”

“Whoa… ….”

A word from White that doesn’t shake an inch.

At that, Friedrich’s eyes began to twinkle in interest.

From White’s upright tone, she could feel the freshness of her youth that she hadn’t felt since she got older.

A happy smile appeared on his face.

“Cheer up, Hippo, White.”

“Thank you, Sir Edwald.”

With their smiles full of meaning, Friedrich and White exchanged good wishes towards each other.

…… And.

Above them, in the sky not too far away.

‘…… Woah woah.’

A black-haired girl was twisting her body, dyeing the ends of her neck red.

‘Why, why are you saying such a thing so casually and making a fuss…… !’

Maintaining her stealth magic, Ashera threw a resentful glance at White.

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But despite that, White didn’t even show the slightest movement.

I was talking about this and that with Friedrich calmly, as if I was really happy.

“As Sir Edwald knows, my teacher is such a great person.”

“Well, there aren’t that many great mage-level wizards who surpass me. It’s no wonder you’re proud of yourself.”

“hahahaha, of course there is nothing to say about the magical side, right? I have never seen her sorcerer rise to her heights higher than her.”

White started pouring out her stretched words, her eyes shining unusually.

She

“I’m only talking about her here, but she’s actually a very cute woman who doesn’t fit in that level. My master.”

“Heh heh heh.”

At White’s words, Friedrich stroked his own beard and let her laugh out in a good mood.

His eyes were filled with joy that he could not hide.

‘It’s youth, it’s youth.’

With that thought in his heart, Friedrich cast a pleased gaze at White, who continued to brag about his mentor.

‘…… Ugh, sss.’

…… And, of course, Ashera, who was listening to all of those conversations.

‘Please, please shut up. Stupid disciple, please!’

Without being able to say anything, I just kept muttering resentful words inside while maintaining my stealth magic.

Ashera rolled her elongated body to and fro in the air, her face glowing red like a ripe apple.

‘Disciple, please stop. The disciple’s one and only teacher would die of shame…… !’

…… For a while after that, until Friedrich and White left, she was Ashera, who could never break the stealth magic.

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“Is everyone gathered?”

“Yes, Sir Edwald.”

Inside the Imperial Palace, a castle where the Imperial Magicians are stationed.

On the top floor, there were five people seated.

Starting with Friedrich Edwald, the leader of the Imperial Wizards.

Teikan Qliphoth and the Marquis of Lyikanter, the elder lich Lucifer.

And even White Qliphoth, the successor of the Qliphoth family.

If someone was able to confirm every side of the characters gathered here, they would surely not be able to pass without questioning them.

How did people of this size gather so carefully?

What kind of conversations are going on and how did these people gather in one place?

Could it be that he is plotting treason?

Perhaps it was something that I would not have even thought about, and it was a reasonable situation.

“Hmm.”

And Friedrich, who was in the head seat of such a place, took a breath and began to organize his thoughts.

“…… Vampir has also been contacted. The eldest son of the Marquis of Vampir disappeared a few days ago.”

“… ….”

At that moment, all the people in the audience hardened their expressions with cold expressions.

“Um… ….”

Teikan Qliphoth let out a sigh once, and Marquis Lyikanter also frowned.

“A few days ago, it must have been not too long after the mess in Lyikanter’s mansion.”

“…… Okay.”

Only White asked, remaining calm, to which Friedrich nodded heavily.

Naturally, all the people in the room had to come up with a hypothesis that must be almost certain because it is highly probable.

Slowly, the temperature inside the room began to cool down.

“Perhaps he is the 12 demon king who hid in the Marquis of Vamfir.”

White narrowed his eyes and spouted the hypothesis out of his mouth.

Unsurprisingly, the atmosphere in the audience took a more serious look.

“…… The Marquis of Vamfir must be in trouble.”

Teikan muttered in a slightly bitter tone.

And as if in sympathy with him, the Marquis of Lyicanter nodded heavily once.

Anyway, since the heads of the seven families are deeply related in many ways, it seems that they have many feelings about this and that.

‘…… I’ll understand.’

Looking at them like that, White let out a sigh.

It’s unfortunate, but it’s meaningless.

“…… It’s certain anyway, so isn’t it necessary to convey the exact facts to His Excellency, Marquis of Vampir?”

White opened his mouth in a calm voice, and Friedrich turned his gaze to White.

“Actually, what do you mean?”

When Friedrich asked a question, the eyes of the Marquis Teykan and Lyikanter also turned to White.

And while calmly accepting those gazes, White began to speak again.

“The real Vamfir’s eldest son must have been skinned by one of the 12 demon lords at some point.”

“…… What are you saying?”

A little bloody word, Teikan raised his eyebrows and demanded an explanation.

Because the expression, “The skin has been peeled off,” Is such an eerie feeling.

However, the expression on White’s expression when he said it was just plain calm.

“There is something I saw when I was dealing with Apar, the Gray Demon King, who hid in the Marquis of Lyikanter.”

Slowly getting up from his seat, White continued his explanation.

At the same time, the scene that came to my mind was the scene of the gray demon lord Afar tearing off the skin of his own skin as if he were shedding his skin.

“…… Perhaps the demon king of the Marquis of Vampir was hiding his identity in a similar way. The eldest son of the Marquis of Vampir, he must have been killed at some point and his skin torn off.”

“… ….”

With a slight frown, White finished her words.

Naturally, or perhaps for granted.

The expressions of Marquis Teikan and Lyikanter began to be stained with anger.

“…… Bad taste.”

“It’s not something humans would do.”

The two heads muttered in turn, and Friedrich also distorted his expression, showing his displeasure in his own way.

If it’s natural, it’s natural.

A normal human being, no, any being capable of at least normal thinking would think that way.

Tearing off the skin of the dead and covering it up is a cruel act.

It was the utmost insult to the dead, and at the same time it was the same as abandoning humanity.

“… ….”

Once, a heavy silence fell inside.

And even after a considerable amount of time has passed, no one has spoken.

No, it would be safe to say that there was nothing more to say in the first place.

The information Lucifer brought was about the Lyicanter and Vampir families, one of which died and the other disappeared.

As long as the 12 demons don’t make any big moves, wouldn’t the empire have no choice but to stay still?

So, naturally, the topic of conversation didn’t come up anymore.

And about that.

“After Afar died, wouldn’t he feel at least a threat?”

White broke her stillness by opening her mouth in a calm voice.

“Maybe they were subconsciously aware that Lucifer was tracking them.”

That’s why, as soon as Apar died in the mansion of Lyikanter, the demon king who hid in the Marquis of Vampir must also have disappeared.

Still not returning to her seat, White muttered quietly.

“If the 12 demon kings decide and want to hide, there is nothing I can do, no matter how much information I have. Especially if it is an empire.”

“What do you mean, White?”

Tay Khan asked, and White let out her sigh with a hint of pity.

“…… For the time being, while focusing on the trends of the other 7 families, it would be better to be wary of the movements of the 12 Demon Kings as well. Maybe there is a demon king’s helper hiding somewhere other than Vampir.”

With that said, White turned her head to look out of her window.

The sky was still brightly illuminating the world, and the sun was shining as intensely as ever.

And after catching the red light of the sun in her eyes, White opened her mouth again with her eyes dimly shining.

“I’m going to leave. If any information comes in, please contact me again, because only me and Lucifer can move completely freely here.”

In the case of Friedrich, Teikan, or the Marquis of Reikanter, they were in a position where they could not face the 12 Demon Kings.

“Lucipel. If you decide to move next time, I hope you don’t move alone and give me a word. No matter how much you are an elder lich who has reached the 9th circle, the opponent is the 12 demon lord.”

[Hmm, I get it. Don’t let that happen.]

After hearing Lucifer’s answer for the last time, White bowed her head deeply.

“Okay, I’ll back off. Sir Edwald, my father, and the Marquis.”

[Doesn’t he greet me so politely?]

“Shut up, Lucifer.”

After a brief reply, White clicked her tongue and ran out of her room.