Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 209 : A Battle of Wits. (2)

"Is that so? Then how can this black piece win?"

At Giestio's question, Pamela frowned as if she were thinking for a moment.

"Hmm..."

"It's difficult, isn't it?"

As soon as Giestio's words ended, Pamela's hand began to move.

Tak, tak, tak. Her hand passed quickly over the chessboard.

It seemed as if black was capturing white, and white was capturing black several times...

"T-this can't be..."

It was black's victory.

Black, which Giestio had thought had no way to win no matter how many times he had thought about it, had seized victory.

"You have amazing skills."

"I just did as I thought."

In fact, chess was one of the few specialties Pamela had.

The chess she had learned from the cult leader when she was in the Resurrection Cult had improved so quickly that she had surpassed the cult leader in no time.

'Amazing.'

Although Giestio had only learned chess for a few years, he had been proud of his skills, so Pamela's skills were even more surprising.

"You're being modest. I also thought I was quite good at chess, but I'll have to change my mind this time."

Giestio smiled brightly.

"But now I'd like to have a proper conversation..."

Giestio's eyes turned to Pamela. His blue pupils, reflected in the water, were like the deep sea.

'A proper conversation...'

Pamela took the teacup and brought it to her mouth, lowering her gaze slightly.

It was to hide her expression.

'He must mean he wants an honest conversation.'

Without making excuses like losing her memory.

Pamela's eyes, as she put down the teacup, turned to the chessboard once more.

"It seems the conversation we've had so far wasn't a proper one."

Pamela's pupils, as she slowly raised her head, looked straight into Giestio's eyes.

"..."

Giestio, who had met Pamela's eyes, flinched and was at a loss for words for a moment.

"Hahahaha!"

And then he suddenly burst out laughing loudly.

"...?"

"Of course not! It was a very, very enjoyable conversation."

Giestio took off a necklace hanging on the wall behind him and handed it to Pamela.

"Please use this from now on. The pendant at the bottom means you are a precious guest, so everyone will treat you with the utmost respect."

"It's fine. This is enough."

Pamela showed the necklace she was wearing around her neck. It meant that she did not need more special treatment than she was already receiving.

"Oh. No. It's my sincerity, so please accept it."

As Giestio held out the necklace again, Pamela also had no choice but to accept the necklace.

"And..."

Giestio opened his mouth carefully.

"I will not contact the demons separately. Because I don't know what kind of circumstances you had."

"..."

Pamela, who did not answer that, smiled and got up from her seat.

"Thank you for the invitation. It was an enjoyable tea time."

"I also enjoyed it."

***

Giestio was in a very good mood now.

"Things are getting very interesting."

If he used that child, it seemed that it would be very easy to defeat the demons.

"What is that child's weakness..."

If he remembered correctly, Pamela was no different from a founding contributor who had risen to the position of the Demon King's adopted daughter.

'Of course, if they had won.'

But the kinsmen had rescued her when she had fallen into the sea. And in the sea in front of Divanos, which was far from Delladacan where they had been.

"Hmm..."

There must be something.

"Oh!"

Just then, something flashed through Giestio's mind.

'That child has a younger sister. He said yesterday that he wanted to bring his younger sister someday. It seems he has opened his heart to the demons a little.'

It was what Yastan had said.

"A younger sister..."

Giestio's eyes sparkled.

"If this fails, it wouldn't be bad to use that child."

If Agua dealt with the human who was the key of the main god and he dealt with Yastan, everything would be over.

'With the victory of the Sirens.'

A satisfied smile appeared on Giestio's lips.

***

Lucas's mind, who was researching how to open a gate with Aellas, was also complicated.

'I have to kill Yastan...'

All the demons would be able to live.

The same thing happened frequently in any race.

It was the same everywhere that innocent people who knew nothing shed blood and died due to the sins of those in high positions.

When a war breaks out, it is the people who die the most.

The head of a family, who had been waiting for a cozy dinner with his family in the evening after working in the fields under the scorching sun during the day, had to be driven to the battlefield and die overnight, and a man who had just started a family after meeting a partner he would spend his whole life with had to disappear as the dew of the battlefield.

As a result, the children who had lost their fathers would have to repeat an unhappy life, and the woman who had lost her husband, who had been trying to protect those children, would also have to live an unhappy life.

But what about those in high positions?

Don't they just sit comfortably behind the battlefield, watch them shed blood, and live with full stomachs and warm backs?

So it was only right to execute the Demon King Yastan and save the innocent demons.

"Right."

"Pardon? What all of a sudden..."

At the words that had come out without him realizing it, Aellas took her eyes off the mana stone she had been researching and looked at Lucas.

"Ah. It's nothing."

"Really... get a grip, Lord."

Aellas shrugged her shoulders once and then began to input a formula into the mana stone and infuse mana again.

"Hah. Will it work this time?"

Even after staying up all night, there was no progress. Not even a mouse hole would open, let alone a gate, so it was driving him crazy.

"Hmm..."

Lucas was also helping Aellas and looking for what the problem was, but he couldn't see any good solution.

-Pa-seu-seu-seu...

The mana stone crumbled powerlessly once more.

"Ugh!! It's so annoying!!!"

Aellas shouted at the broken mana stone.

"Aellas."

"...I'm sorry."

Aellas hastily apologized for her action just now.

"No. It's not that, but we'll have to change our thinking a little."

"Pardon? How?"

"The thought that they opened a gate by creating a new magic was wrong from the start. No matter how skilled the Sirens are in magic and spirit arts, we overestimated them."

"...?"

"They must have used an artifact together."

"Ah!"

At that, Aellas slapped her knee.

It was a natural story. No matter how well the Sirens used magic, they had created a new formula?

That was something that might have taken hundreds, no, thousands of years.

"Right. We approached it wrongly."

Although he was angry that he had only thought of that after staying up all night, where was it that he had thought of it even now?

"Then the space-time... the space-time artifact..."

"Amarok!"

"...!!!"

The thing that Aman had stolen and had twisted time before.

"The Crown of Hora."

Hora, the goddess of time. It was her crown.

"Where is it now?"

Aellas asked.

"It must be with Hasel."

[Hasel. Come here.]

[Yes.]

As Lucas sent a telepathic message to Hasel, Hasel appeared right away.

"Did you call for me?"

"Hasel. Where is the Crown of Hora now?"

"...The Crown of Hora, you say?"

Hasel's pupils began to shake violently.

"...Right."

Lucas, who had felt a sense of unease, frowned.

"Why don't you answer?"

"I'll look for it."

It was when Hasel was about to turn around and leave.

"Hasel."

"...Yes?"

"Tell me honestly. Where is it?"

"..."

"Don't tell me you lost it."

"..."

"Hasel!"

In the end, Lucas, who couldn't stand it, shouted.

"Actually..."

He was dumbfounded as he listened to Hasel's story, who was stuttering.

"So you sunk it in the sea?"

Hasel, who had inherited his lair after Lucas's death, was said to have found the Crown of Hora while organizing his things.

When he saw the crown, he remembered the time Aman had caused trouble and got angry, and he had immediately run to the sea, sealed the crown, and had thrown it away.

He had thought that there would be no need to twist time or space anyway.

"Yes. But since I know where that sea is..."

"So that's why. That's why the Sirens were able to make that amazing thing."

It was strange. Although he had thought that they could somehow manage one or two at first with their skills, later, the demons had come over in droves.

It was no exaggeration to say that almost the entire clan had come over.

He had thought over and over again how that could be possible, but if they had gotten their hands on the 'Crown of Hora', it was definitely not an impossible story.

"So..."

His insides were boiling.

"Damn it."

If this continued, even if they succeeded in their research, it might take decades just to send the demons back.

Bad thoughts began to come to Lucas's mind again.

'The position of the main god.'

If he ascended to that position and inherited all the authority of the main god, sending them back to the demon world would be nothing.

He would be able to send them back very easily.

'I can't.'

But he didn't want to do that when he still had a long life ahead of him.

The last life he would enjoy as a human. He wanted to live it well until the end. For now.

"Is that really necessary... right?"

Hasel asked, glancing at Lucas.

"What can we do when it's gone?"

"But why that..."

"Why, why! Because we need it to open a gate! And thanks to you throwing the Crown of Hora into the sea, the Siren bastards picked it up and this whole mess happened!"

"...!"

Aellas's eyes widened, and she looked at Hasel.

"I-is that really true?"

At that, Hasel also looked back and forth between Aellas and Lucas, not knowing what to do, as if he were surprised.

"Right. If you had just sealed it and put it in a subspace or another warehouse, why on earth did you throw it into the sea and cause such a fuss!"

"I'm sorry..."

"Is that really why the demons came up?! I knew it! I thought it was strange that those fish did such a difficult thing so well!"

Aellas glared at Hasel.

"I'm sorry."

Hasel was also unable to raise his head due to guilt.

"Hah..."

"Then if we ask Lord Hora for one more crown..."

"You crazy bastard."

The Crown of Hora had not come down to the surface by her will.

Diastes, the god of space, had thrown her crown to the surface to play a prank on Hora.

But to ask for one more such crown?

"If you're going to say such crazy things, then get lost right now!"

"Yep."

Hasel, who had answered Lucas's words annoyingly, quickly turned his body and disappeared.

"Then what do we do now? Is there no other time artifact?"

"Hmm..."

Lucas was racking his brain.

"Ah. That's right."

Something that he couldn't quite remember whenever he saw Hasel finally came to mind.

[Come back right now.]

[...Yep.]

Hasel answered in a crestfallen voice.

[End of Chapter]