Chapter 474 – The Birth of Evil

Kwaaang ───!!!

A tough stance that shatters the enchanted door with one blow.

While the remnants and fragments of broken mana were flying around. A low-pitched voice and a knife-like gaze pierce into Albireo.

“I found it.”

Just confronting Roman was more than I could have imagined. That short process really makes you feel a lot.

Ping ─!

The dagger flew in without warning and stopped in front of Albireo.

The target was exactly between the eyebrows.

Rather than killing, the purpose seemed to be to momentarily cut off consciousness and thinking.

‘If I had hit this, I would have closed the distance in an instant.’

The speed of the thrown object was faster than that of the arrows fired by the famous elves, and there was no need to mention its strength.

“I can’t believe I can throw at this speed without any preparation. It’s truly amazing.”

The footsteps I left behind on my way here are definitely not my form. That adventurer was a hunter who really knew how to deal with a warlock.

‘And you broke that door with your fist… And that too with one blow?’

What on earth is that person? I heard that at most he didn’t live for 30 years.

But how can one have that kind of power? He was a person who stimulated Albireo’s brain for the first time in a long time.

“Anyway, welcome back. This is my first time having a guest in this lab, so would you mind sitting there and waiting for a moment?”

The elf pointed to the table with his chin and wiped the blade that had cut his skin and placed it on a white cloth.

I took off the mask and gloves covering my mouth and nose.

Ting! The dagger that was held in the air fell to the floor.

“···.”

Roman stepped inside, twitching the corners of his eyes at Albireo’s lax response. He acts with a nonchalant attitude and reads the air currents. Continue to observe.

There was no feeling of favor or hostility in Albireo’s gaze or voice. If I had to choose, it would be curiosity.

How is it that he doesn’t even feel the slightest anger towards himself for destroying Nema Natas’ branch?

‘Intermediary. It’s definitely stronger than that fox.’

The size of the power contained in the vessel is not everything, but if you roughly judge Albireo’s visible capabilities, he is different from the warlocks he has encountered so far.

‘Let’s secure the distance first and look for opportunities.’

I am convinced that another surprise attack using throwing weapons or other tricks will not be effective.

I thought about kicking the conversation and pulling out my Rakshasa and attacking, but I decided to put it aside.

It’s good news if a warlock like that voluntarily closes the distance. It’s time to check if your confidence is based.

“Excuse me.”

Druk-

They even broke down the door and made a surprise attack. Nevertheless, since he is called a customer, he behaves slyly to suit that title.

Roman approached the table in front of the study, pulled up a chair and took one side. At the same time, the senses endlessly absorb information from the surroundings.

‘It seems like the bodies I was looking at were priests of the religious order.’

Even if there is a corpse, it is truly a mysterious place. Compared to other places where Nema Natas hid, this place is clean and there is no smell of blood.

The tools scattered here and there give a sense of life, making it feel like a living quarters rather than a laboratory.

I wondered if the leader of Nema Natas, who pursued wealth and power, would live in a tunnel on the outskirts of the city as his home, but that intuition did not go away.

“There is coffee, but there is only one cup that was used. I tried to treat it in my own way, but it’s embarrassing.”

“···.”

Roman quietly watched the warlock who approached without hesitation and sat across from him.

The distance that the blade can reach even if you simply swing it. A thought lingers in my head: Wouldn’t it be a great surprise attack if I pulled out the Rakshasa and swung it here?

“It looks like I made Nema Natas unable to recover in a matter of days, but the owner doesn’t seem to think anything of it?”

“It’s a reasonable question. Let me answer your question first.”

Albireo, who had adjusted his robe that hung to the floor, continued his explanation in a calm tone.

“In the past, when the scum failed their plan in the capital, I was so angry. When I thought about the reason, it was because I had expectations from those below me.”

“···.”

“It’s quite surprising that Scar didn’t come back, but since you didn’t expect it from the beginning, there was no reason to waste your emotions or get angry about various things. Even the high-ranking officials you killed on your way here… Are defeated when you face them like this. I feel like it was natural that I did it.”

“A subordinate is a consumable item with no particular expectations. This is it.”

Albireo nodded without a moment of hesitation. Roman, who saw that, entered.

There was no discomfort in having this guy, not Nema Natas, in the Mendes Pentagram and having a mediator sit here.

“That’s right. As long as I, Albireo, are alive, there is no reason why I can’t continue the legacy of Nema Natas or establish a group with a new name.”

“Are you saying that if I voluntarily kill myself, it will be over?”

“I am simply trying not to say the wrong thing. I have no intention of minimizing my existence and I have no intention of hiding it.”

Roman became convinced after listening to a few more words of conversation.

‘This guy was born in darkness. He’s just that kind of guy.

The very existence is winter on the continent and a blizzard that freezes the flesh.

It is the embodiment of evil, absolute evil, rejection of good, an ominous breathing plague and a mass of pestilence.

‘···.’

All you have to do is cut off the neck that looks like it will break if you grab it.

The moment when Roman’s hand suddenly gained strength.

Albireo broke the silence and continued talking again.

“Adventurer. I’m not trying to do anything during the conversation. There’s no need to glare at me like that.”

“Then what should we do?”

“Simply… Yes. To put it simply, I want to answer all my questions through the same questions and answers before I kill myself.”

“···.”

“It is difficult to get a strong person like you, whether physically or mentally, to open his mouth after death. If he rebels for no reason, his memory may be damaged, so that method is ineffective.”

Roman feels this as he sees the calm face of a warlock named Albireo. This elf is said to be lacking in many areas of his personality.

That comment isn’t meant to criticize one’s temper. It’s not like a provocation that you’ll win unconditionally, it’s just confidence.

Regardless of how the other person feels about your speech. It is about transparently revealing the words that are floating around in your head.

“Do I look like a soft-spoken person who will spit out answers when I ask a question?”

“Probably not. I will provide you with interesting and reasonable information. There are few people as interesting as you. If I had to choose one, it would be a saint or Theodore Spenta.”

“···.”

Roman’s expression showed something unreadable.

Albireo reached into the study next to him and took out a journal.

“Perhaps you, an adventurer, were unexpectedly patriotic towards the Empire? There is a reason why Asen Primiller or Urus were not mentioned in my words, so I hope you don’t feel bad about it.”

Roman narrowed his eyes at the book shoved in front of her.

“What is this?”

“One of the interesting pieces of information I mentioned earlier. You may not need it, but I think it might be fun. It might also be the reason for what I said earlier.”

Roman, who was handed the messy journal, opened the first page, ignoring the distant past recorded on the cover.

The diary contained terrible details that took her breath away from the beginning.

“···.”

Roman knows.

Asen Freemiller is the perfect hexagonal knight. His father and grandfather were also great knights who supported the empire.

The first knight of the empire has nothing special about his skills, but he also has no shortcomings. The sword has a very high level of golden balance, so it would be a very difficult type to deal with.

As long as your health is fine.

When Roman opened the next chapter, Albireo, who remembered the contents, kindly added an explanation.

“The reason I didn’t mention the Free Miller is because he is no longer a threat to us… No, to me. The same goes for Urus, the platinum adventurer, and Amaranth, the second knight. It is true that they are not enough compared to one of the dragon people of the Federal State. Don’t be sad.”

In the case of adventurers named Roman and Eclair Dritna, they are beasts and obstacles born without warning.

The Freemiller family was different. From the beginning, Nema Natas was aware that the family was a threat.

Even so, Nema Natas’ true talent shone through because he could not just bleed the Primiller family, which had contributed to the founding of the empire and had a strong trust with the imperial family.

From Roman’s perspective, what’s truly annoying about Nema Natas is that he can endure long periods of time for the sake of his goal.

This was a representative example.

“The content is very interesting. Interesting.”

“Is that so? I’m glad.”

Nema Natas took hostage the family of a servant working for the Primiller family. He repeatedly made his biological mother, who was pregnant with Asen Free Miller, ingest a very small amount of poison prepared by Nemanath.

The recipe for making the poison and what to add to the food so that it is not discovered are also clearly recorded.

Looking at the content, Nema Natas had no intention of killing her in the first place, and her goal was to give birth to a deformed baby without raising suspicion.

Asen Premiller, who was a fetus, suffered from that evil intention and ended up living with the health problems that Roman and Theodore recognized.

‘It doesn’t matter why the knight was so begging…’

But the problem is the last chapter.

Perhaps the awl-like being called Eclair Dritna was more annoying than the Duke of Amaranth. Nema Natas was planning to do the same if Eclair got married.

“Is it my turn now? I would like to ask you a question. In a way, isn’t I, Albireo, your last journey and step?”

“···.”

Roman’s expression was stiff, but Albireo continued speaking without paying attention.

“It is not surprising that they are being searched within the Empire or the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Since there were more than one group of people who had acted suspiciously, I consider this to be a natural result.”

Still, this situation is a little different. Albireo is saying that.

“You must be wondering how I got here.”

“That’s right. I really like it because you’re quick-witted.”

“There was already a guy who asked the same questions. He had a strange tattoo on his face.”

“Ah, it’s Sadr. Aside from me, he’s the most talented person in Nema Natas. How was he?”

“Not really. I didn’t have much skill.”

I know that Roman’s words are not bluff but sincere.

Albireo was amused by that answer and raised his eyebrows for the first time in his seat.

“Anyway, will you give me the answer?”

“Go and hear it for yourself.”

Tung!

With those words, Roman kicked the desk and pulled out his Rakshasa.

I swung straight towards the front.