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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 49

Derrick gave strength to the foot that had stepped on Lucas’ shoulder. If it had been an ordinary kick, it would have been no problem, but because it was loaded with magic, each kick hurt like a sharp sword piercing his skin. Lucas had a strange expression, with the corners of his eyes crooked and the corners of his mouth twisted.

“Do you know that the demon world is in chaos right now?”

“I heard it from Karman.”

“We must appoint a new king. That’s why I came to see Maximilian.”

“I told you to unify the titles. If I want to call myself a Commander, call me Commander. If I want to call myself by my name, call me by my first name.”

“I like both. Don’t change the subject.”

Lucas quickly saw through his lackluster change of topic.

Derrick casually brushed his disheveled black hair and put a cigar between his fingers. The pungent scent of cigarettes quickly filled the office.

“As you can see, it’s like this, so I can’t go back right now.”

It was something he didn’t want to say because his pride was hurt. As Lucas laughed, being stabbed in the back by a hybrid was like a crack in the honor he had built up.

“We have to catch the mongrel and have him lift the curse. If necessary, I will summon all of The Comrades.”

“It’s going to be hard. That guy is hiding in a human body right now.”

“Eh? That hybrid?”

Lucas must have been so surprised that his eyes tried to pop out. It was a somewhat understandable reaction. As Lucas was on equal footing with Hannibal as a comrade, he knew well how much Hannibal hated humans.

“Wow, I guess the mongrel really wanted to destroy you, Commander.”

“That’s right.”

“I never thought he would lose his temper in such a dirty way, even though he couldn’t even repay the Commander’s kindness for the rest of his life. I guess that’s why they say hybrids with red eyes should not be harvested.”

If it had been any other time, he would have said it was an issue that couldn’t be generalized like that, but this time, Derrick also agreed with Lucas’ opinion.

Hannibal was originally in a position where he could not even become an aide. When asked why, it was simply because he was a hybrid. Gruesome among the heavenly creatures. That was exactly the situation he was in as a mixed breed.

However, Derrick appreciated Hannibal’s outstanding ability in mental magic and willingly placed Hannibal in the position of aide. The position of aide was one of the highest positions in the district, next to the Commander. Even after showing such grace, what came back was a terrible betrayal.

“But these days, there’s a strange rumor going around in the demon world.”

Lucas smoothly opened his lips as if something suddenly occurred to him.

“What rumor?”

“That mongrel. There is a story that he absorbed the magic power of the dying previous King.”

Derrick, who was chewing on the filter of his cigar, stopped. His red eyes, which had suddenly returned to their original color, flashed coolly.

“… What?”