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Mission No.3 Little Devils (28)

Adele’s voice, which would make your brain go numb just by listening to it, began to resonate throughout the space thanks to the sound amplification magic learned by wizards who first entered magic.

In addition, Pionir, who was spreading Adele’s voice while vibrating mana to every corner, sighed and poured more mana.

At the meticulous and delicate flow of mana that he couldn’t even imagine, Ewald looked at Peonir with a smile on his face, and then threw himself away with Usbel.

But Fionir doesn’t seem satisfied.

“Mr. Meles, louder!”

“How can I sing louder here!”

“Snúa upp!”

Sound amplification magic!

“Með hámarki.”

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“Everyone, eat potatoes!”

Now Adele’s voice was even physical.

He thought it was a strong wind blowing. Adele’s song, amplified to the point where the hem of his clothes fluttered slightly, spread with terrible destructive power.

It’s not that Ewald didn’t think of this method.

However, he was an Ebalt who had no confidence in assistive magic control, and above all, he couldn’t bear to use it because of the skepticism that he wanted to subdue the enemy using such an inhumane method.

Of course, like Fionir, he didn’t have the confidence to manage mana so cleanly that it was creepy.

Even before this thought was over, Adele’s voice, which was so effective, caused a miracle like a disaster that threw countless dwarves to the ground.

At least as far as Ewald’s gaze could reach, there were no dwarves standing still.

The dwarves were all spread out looking like they had been to hell for a while.

It is truly an inexorable destructive power.

“Stop! Stop!”

At the risk of it, Ewald raised one hand that was covering his ear and pulled Adele’s arm.

In an instant, Adele’s voice disappeared into her throat, and the duo of Adele and Pioneer, who had returned to their senses, were looking at each other with strange expressions.

“Everybody move! If you move about 100 meters, you can go up to the ground!”

Ewald started running while pulling the crew.

“Don’t fall behind! Usbel, to the last room!”

“Nene neep!”

Usu Bell, who almost jumped up, landed on the rear end of the formation with a light motion, grabbed the hem of her skirt, and hopped away.

The party, running with all their might, turned their gaze to where Ewald was pointing.

In front of the party who confirmed that the long stone steps were reaching towards the ceiling and filled their hearts with the hope of escape.

Whoa!

The stone steps exploded.

My feet shook from the tremendous impact.

Except for Ewald and Usbel, the tremendous vibration tripped them and rolled them violently across the floor.

“Oh, really!”

“You guys can’t get out of here!”

The dwarf’s voice, which I couldn’t tell where it was coming from, scratched Ewald’s eardrums in annoyance.

Ewald raised his face with extreme resentment and began grinding his teeth.

“… Do you really want to see all these miscellaneous things?”

The nearest exit has collapsed.

I don’t know what they did, but it was impossible to escape to this place since all the stairs leading up to the exit were destroyed.

Then there is only one way.

“Forced breakthrough!”

“Break through! Break through!”

Ewald, who had pulled Usbel, who was hopping around on her arm for good, looked back at Adele.

“Adele! Let’s write again what we wrote before!”

“I’m sorry, Captain.”

A shadow fell over Adele’s face, which hadn’t changed much.

“Mr. Schwartz is broken.”

Schwartz?

After a while, Balt, who had been calling him by his last name for the first time in a while, lost track of who it was, and found Pionir fainting with his tongue sticking out from the shock of the fall.

“… This guy’s durability isn’t even cookie crumbs.”

“What?”

Ewald doesn’t know about the amplification magic that Pionir used. Because all of the auxiliary magic was overdone.

It’s a waste.

However, something grotesque entered Ewald’s field of vision, which was wrapped in such emotions.

A dwarf was eating potatoes with a bewildered face.

‘I’ve gone all the way.’

Ewald, who was watching the dwarf with a crazy face, recalled the lyrics of the last song Adele sang—rather, a freestyle profanity he just uttered randomly.

‘Does everyone eat potatoes?’

The moment of enlightenment came to Ewald’s head.

Despite being called Mandragora, Adele is a bard. Until now, she had only demonstrated the ability to incapacitate opponents with a scream that would tear her brain apart rather than the ability of a bard, but at least she had the qualities of a bard.

Realizing the will of the bard himself, rather than driving the opponent mad with fear.

Thinking that far, Ewald quickly grabbed Adele’s shoulders and smiled full of anxiety.

“Let’s try barding!”

“… Would it be okay?”

Although her expression didn’t change, it was Adele with a very anxious voice. But Ewald amplified Adele’s anxiety.

“I don’t think things will get worse than they are now, so it’s okay.”

Ewald quickly looked back.

“Superea, in case of emergency, spread the shield to the maximum in front of us!”

“Send a signal if it’s dangerous, mister.”

‘What?’

It was Shupea with a certain confidence in her voice.

Ewald smiled unconsciously and moved Adele in front of him.

“Lean on her shoulders. Relax. From now on, just do what I tell you to do.”

“… What should I do?”

Ewald, who glanced at Fionir clinging to Elif’s shoulder, hardened his heart. Ewald brought his face to Adele’s ear and whispered quietly.

“Don’t put mana on a song.”

“… I beg your pardon?”

Adele looked back at Ewald, her face slightly narrowed between her brows.

It is the face of how she will become a bard if the bard does not put mana into the song.

However, Ewald smiled resolutely and stroked Adele’s hair.

“Without strength, without mana, sing the most depressing and draining song you know. I take care of the rest.”

“… Yes?”

“I don’t have time. Sing a melancholy song with all your might to the point where people are completely out of it. It’s okay to get buried in the lyrics. Okay?”

“… All right.”

The dwarves came right in front of me. It’s about to get over in an instant.

But Ewald gently wrapped his arms around Adele’s shoulders and smiled knowingly or not knowingly.

“Let’s listen.”

In an instant, Ewald blew a tiny amount of mana into his fingertips.

That mana climbed right on Adele’s back.

And Adele’s song had a barding.

“A gloomy day that has passed in vain, the shadow of my love approaches endlessly.”

Neither intense nor flashy, the heart-rending melody rode through Adele’s beautiful voice and vibrated the air beautifully but sadly.

“These little white flowers will never wake you up.”

Ewald’s chest sank heavily.

“Is there a place where the black carriage of sorrow has not taken you?”

The dwarves’ steps slowed down.

However, Ewald did not have time to check it.

“The angel will not bring you back. But if I go by your side, will the angels be angry?”

Something heavy landed on his chest.

Adele’s voice was slow, but sadly, and even more sadly, it weighed down the heaviness.

“Today, gloomy with scattered shadows, my mind and body try to end everything.”

Sadness?

No. Darker, more hopeless, darker than sadness surrounded all who heard Adele’s songs.

“Soon mourners and candles will light my path.”

Ewald’s head slowly lowered.

“I hope no one sheds a tear. I will be happy to leave.”

Adele’s singing voice became a thin needle and gently landed on people’s hearts.

“A death that is not a dream, if that death could touch you again.”

And the needle that sat down sharply dug into his chest.

“I will bless you with the last breath of my soul.”

There was no pain.

However, those who gave up all energy slowly knelt down.

The knees of all the dwarves lined up in front of Shupea and Elif, Usbel and Ebalt, and Adele slowly touched the ground.

“Dream… I was just dreaming A dream in which I wake up and see you asleep.”

The focus disappeared from Ewald’s pupils.

“My dear, in the depths of my heart I desire. May my dreams not tempt you.”

Those unfocused eyes looked into the air.

“My heart whispers. How much I want you.”

And Ewald,

“You who will never wake up.”

Took his sword to his own throat.

* * *

“Leader! Wake up, Captain!”

A burning pain flew across Ewald’s face.

When the pain opened his eyes, Balt realized that he had something in his hand.

‘Knife?’

Of course, he was in combat, so it was not unusual for him to hold the sword, but when he noticed that the blade was on his throat, Ewald relaxed his hand.

However, Ewald, who still had a dazed expression, could not easily return to reality.

Depression and helplessness enough to want to die right now. Ebalt, who had even lost the strength to shake his hands, took a shallow breath and turned his eyes.

Adele was there, hugging her.

“No. No. Please.”

Adele, who was looking at Ewald with her eyes full of tears, hugged Ewald’s head to her chest as soon as she saw Ewald’s eyes move.

“Please don’t die.”

Adele’s tears fell down Ewald’s cheeks.

Balt, still not fully awake, blinked his slightly relaxed eyes and frowned at the sharp pain he felt in the back of his neck.

And he remembered every action he took.

There was a fairly deep wound on his neck. The one who created that wound was Ewald himself.

Ewald, who had gone that far, patted Adele’s head with a ridiculous smile.

“The other kids… ?”

There is still no strength in the body. However, even in that situation, Ewald looked around him and looked back at his crew.

Except for Adele, five people. There is everything. Including Usbel, who is crying profusely at his feet.

As he stroked Adele’s head, Balt groaned and lifted his upper body. There was no time to lie down here any longer.

But Adele hugged Ewald’s head even more tightly.

“Never… I won’t do that again. Sorry. Sorry.”

“Hey, bard girl.”

Adele lifted her tear-stained face and looked at Ewald with a messed up look.

However, with a warm smile, Ewald stroked Adele’s face once again and quietly opened her mouth.

“Good job. You did really well.”

“What are you good at?”

“It’s a song.”

Although he didn’t put much effort into it, Ewald smiled at Adele with all his might.

“Thanks to you, I lived.”

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“I almost died, but how do I live thanks to you!?”

Adele, who was shedding thick tears, thumped Ewald’s chest.

But Ebalt quietly took her hand and took her hand to her dark red hair.

“Don’t nag, enjoy it when you say you did well. I’m not good at compliments.”

“… You stupid boss.”

It’s funny.

Ewald stroked Adele’s hair with just that expression and opened her mouth.

“Let go. Let’s drink some potion.”

She couldn’t delay any longer.

Ewald, who threw out the absurd words with just that will, got up.

“Master, Master, are you not going to die now? Really?”

Ewald laughed at her absurd face.

“… If I die, will you guys be able to handle it?”

Of course, Ecrin was the only one who knew that Beelzedeus was sealed in Ewald’s body, but Ewald, who had no desire to die, gave strength to his still shaking legs.

With dizzy vision, a group of Dwarves collapsed in rows entered.

However, Ewald, knowing how thick the skin and muscles of a dwarf are, didn’t worry much.

Those guys are ‘little devils’ who will run around after a day or so of rest.

“Everyone raise your arms! Run like this!”