Chapter 39: Maleos
"You mean...... Know a devil? β
Roland's eyes widened slightly, revealing a surprised expression: "Then ...... you?" β
- Of course, Roland's reaction was pretended.
Roland naturally knew that Marquis Saya had been targeted by the devil. Roland even remembers the Marquis of Saya when he was killed by the devil when he was a few years old.
It's the same even if there isn't one. The talents of the Marquis of Isaia will be approached by the devil sooner or later. Roland believed that by now, the Marquis of Saya should have known about it.
Because of his past experiences, the last thing Marquis Saya likes is those who make deals with the devil. Even if he showed his familiarity with the devil, he would also arouse the vigilance of Marquis Saya.
This good old man only becomes extremely suspicious and even a little neurotic when it comes to things related to the devil.
It is not good to express familiarity with the devil in front of him.
Malnos's hatred of the devil runs deep to the bone. Anyone who has anything to do with the devil will provoke his hostility.
He's not the same as Marken. Although Marken is cold to the point of indifference, he is essentially a soldier and has a minimum of respect for those in power. Maleos, on the other hand, was the oppositeβalthough he had a good personality and good character, he was a standard nobleman from the bones.
Malnos is proud. He was the most honor-worthy of the nobility, and his innate prowess further deepened his arrogance. Moreover, the poet Marquis is much more suspicious than Marken in terms of his knowledge of some secrets and his suspicious personality, and if Roland fooled Malnos in the same way he fooled Marken, he would definitely not get the result he wanted.
Foreknowledge of important events in history. Knowledge of important characters, coupled with a grasp of some of the deepest secrets that have been buried, are all three things combined. As long as Roland is given enough time to play, this information can be transformed into substantial power step by step. If it had come to the world of Faense. Without a system, Roland could still become the Pope and still be able to realize his ideals. The only difference is that he may have more detours, struggles may be more difficult, and may save fewer people.
Compared with the system that only enhances Roland's personal combat power, this valuable knowledge is Roland's biggest golden finger.
For example, Roland is very aware of the experience of Malenos as a person, as well as his character, the way he speaks. In this way, Roland can always choose a way of speaking that does not arouse the disgust of Marquis Saya. Just the first time they met, Roland was able to make the Marquis of Saya have a slight impression of him-
"That's right, Roland. I know what you're thinking. β
Maleos sighed in shame: "When I was young, that devil used to be my governess...... His purpose was to assassinate my father. My father was a gold-level weapon master, and if it weren't for his sneak attack, my father would never have died. β
ββ¦β¦ Sorry, I don't know ......"
"It's okay."
Maleos smiled broadly at Roland.
In fact, Roland really didn't know this very well. All he knew was that a certain devil had assassinated Maleos's father, a warrior sword-wielding earl, while he was on a school trip at the age of twelve, and Maleos had escaped because he was not at home. But Roland didn't know. The devil who flashed in the backstory was actually Maleos' teacher.
At that time, the devil had been in his house for more than three years as Marnos's personal tutor before his identity was revealed. When Maleos learns that his teacher has killed his father, he is almost devastated. As for the reason for the devil's action, Roland didn't even need to ask. I knew that it would be a very much in line with the devil's values.
-- It would just be a deal.
"Do you know the identity of the contractor?"
Roland had no choice but to ask.
"Naturally, I checked ......"
Maleos's right hand clenched unconsciously, and green tendons burst out on the back of his thin, clean hand.
He carried the teacup and brought it to his mouth. After taking a slight sip, he held the teacup in front of his face.
Roland could even see the teacup in his hand trembling slightly. The crimson liquid level continued to shatter.
"When I found her, she was a seventeen-year-old girl. She was only thirteen years old when she made a pact with the devil. She was the sister of one of her father's soldiers...... The sister of a deserter who was executed on the battlefield by her father. β
Maleos's voice did not tremble in the slightest. But his fingers were shaking.
Roland didn't ask brain-dead questions like "Do you think she's wrong?" and just sighed softly.
And then. I killed her. β
After a long silence, Maleos continued in a dry voice: "Her soul was taken away when her wish to take revenge on her father was fulfilled, and it stands to reason that she will become a living corpse like a walking corpse, a monster without self-awareness...... But when I went to crusade against her, she was bleeding and tearful, her voice was hoarse, and even though she had lost her soul, her body was still cursing her father."
"That's a habit, a ...... Mission. The hatred of her relatives who took her has gone deep into her bones. β
"A chain of hatred."
Roland sighed and commented.
"Yes, a chain of hatred."
Maleos smiled bitterly: "The soldiers we killed, their comrades and relatives hate us, and we hate those who took the lives of our compatriots. I hated that girl, she hated my father, and it was my father's duty to execute deserters to maintain military discipline as a general...... For the big boy who joined the army with patriotic feelings but was scared stupid by the war, there was nothing more terrible than those demons from the West. But those bloody cavalry were only fighting for Bansa, and they were also fighting for their compatriots behind them. β
"I know her pain...... After all, that was already her only relative. But I also hated her, because my father was killed by her. β
Marnos's voice became more and more faint and ethereal, as if coming from the abyss: "So, if you want to blame, you can only blame those devils." β
Roland listened silently, and his understanding of the Marquis of Saya deepened.
Hatred is maddening, and hatred that does not find its purpose only destroys.
From Roland's point of view, the devils are also doing their duty. They collected the souls of those who had sacrificed willingly in order to mend the walls of Gaia, which were constantly pounded by the power of dusk.
There is nothing wrong with all of them. But if you don't blame anyone, the sadness that is held in your heart is enough to drive people crazy.
Malnos didn't hate the devil much...... Rather, it is because he chooses to allow himself to hate the devil.
If anyone has to be responsible, pick the most obnoxious person to blame - that's roughly what Malenos thinks, Roland thinks.
"And then?"
After a moment of silence, Roland asked softly, "The story shouldn't be over yet." β
"Ah, right...... Since then, I have never been able to lift a longsword again. β
Maleos stared at his trembling right hand, and the corners of his mouth cracked slightly: "Although I am a silver-level warrior...... But I couldn't hold a sword from a long time ago. β
Roland frowned secretly.
He could recognize what looked like a symptom of trauma, but it was actually a curse on the soul.
In Roland's soul vision, the right arm of Maleos' soul was shattered and covered with dirt, as if it had been burned by fire.
The Marquis of Saya has been known as a "poet" for a long time, both to show that he is talented, but also to mock him for not having the appearance of a warrior, and to admit that he has a good hand in swordsmanship, but he never uses it in actual combat.
Roland never thought that Marnos would never use his sword for this reason.
It's better to say that he can become a silver-level warrior even if his right hand can't be used, and Malnos's talent is really quite outstanding.
But then it didn't happen.
"Obviously born in the Sword Protector family, but in the end, he achieved the highest achievement in alchemy...... It's ironic. β
Malnos smiled self-deprecatingly, and his right hand, which was shaking more and more, slowly lowered the teacup.
He stared at his right hand, his left clenching unconsciously.
Roland ...... No, Lord Roland. β
Maleos suddenly spoke, "Please kill that devil." It doesn't matter what the cost...... I think you also know my character, as long as I can do it, I will never fall on the bill. β
ββ¦β¦ But why me? β
"Because you were personally recommended by the adult."
Marquis Saya stood up and bowed deeply to Roland: "He said, if you have the reason, you can definitely do it." β
"Okay, I promise you."
Roland thought for a moment, then simply agreed.
Joseph told him to wait. Roland was keenly aware that a hint of respect flashed in Maleos' eyes when he mentioned "that lord".
So a deep curiosity suddenly flooded from Roland's heart.
β¦β¦ The Lord?
Who exactly? (To be continued.) )