I Killed the Demon King. It Was a Mistake. Chapter 167

I Killed the Demon King. It was a mistake.

Chapter 167

Caesar looked surprised at Raven.

“What? Didn’t you say we could hold out for ten days?”

“Geotech’s sorcery is breaking the magic I designed and creating lightning.”

“Is it impossible to repair the magic? Or use magic again?”

“Do you know anything about magic?”

“I’m almost completely ignorant.”

“Then I’ll explain briefly.”

Raven waved her wand.

Sparkling blue lights appeared between Caesar and Raven.

“The basic principle of magic is ‘humans’ injecting a clear ‘will’ into magic to create the desired ‘phenomenon’. To project will onto magic efficiently, there are circle magic, verbal magic, potion magic, and various other types of magic.”

Raven pointed to Geotech at the pyramid’s peak.

“What Geotech is using is a type of ‘verbal’ magic. It’s twisting the intense survival will that emerges as life fades, projecting will into magic and causing the desired phenomenon. In other words, as I said earlier, what Geotech is using can be considered pseudo-magic.”

Caesar immediately understood through psychometry.

“So even if we return to the main base to repair the magic, the magic coordinates are already disrupted, making it impossible to use precise magic?”

“Exactly. If Caesar wants to prevent lightning from striking forever, we would need to call the magicians who used the lightning rod magic here.”

The clouds cleared, and the crescent moon revealed itself.

“So the best course of action is to go learn the sealing magic of the beast people right now.”

“Wait a moment. Let me think.”

What the hell is this reality?

Isn’t a rain ritual supposed to be performed until it rains?

Are they saying that if we sacrifice a few thousand people, we can actually bring lightning to a dry sky?

Even for a fantasy world, isn’t this a bit much?

‘Think. Think.’

Lightning will strike in five days at most, and they will launch an attack on the Demon King’s Castle.

The positive point is that they’re killing each other, which will significantly reduce their numbers.

But they’re still numerous.

Those piled up below are all from the black-horned clan, and it won’t mean much unless their numbers drop below 10,000.

‘What should I do first?’

Caesar looked towards the kitchen where food was being continuously prepared.

There, beast people were limping around, making or carrying food for the black-horned clan.

Red fox tribe, gray wolf tribe, and mountain tiger tribe were visible.

There were also beast people tribes Caesar was seeing in person for the first time.

‘Are those the shadow otter tribe?’

Otters covered in dark brown fur except for their bellies were running around preparing food.

However, their numbers were clearly fewer compared to other beast people, and none of them were moving normally.

Most of them were limping with a broken arm or leg, and some were bleeding profusely.

‘According to Arang, I need to save them to learn the sealing magic?’

The clouds had now completely cleared, and stars were scattered across the sky.

The moon was not visible. It was a moonless night.

“To learn the beast people’s sealing magic, we need to rescue the beast people, right?”

“Probably.”

Caesar and Raven exchanged glances.

Even without using psychometry, they both understood what needed to be done.

“I’ll go in. Is stealth magic possible?”

“It should be easy on a moonless night.”

“Good.”

Caesar cracked his neck.

It’s not his usual style, but he’ll channel a bit of Assassin’s Cr*ed today.

***

The Black Horn tribe does not set up guards.

This was due to their unconditional belief that they could be resurrected even if they died, and their arrogance that no one would dare attack them.

‘I guess I don’t even need a concealment spell for this.’

Caesar slowly moved while pushing through the bushes.

The Black Horn tribe members were sleeping very soundly as night fell.

In contrast, the beast people had to work at night, preparing food.

This was because the amount these guys eat was enormous, and they had to grill and boil meat until dawn to meet the quantity needed by the next morning.

At that moment, a wolf tribe beast person collapsed while boiling meat.

“Shiran!”

The wolf beast people around him rushed over and supported the fallen beast person.

Looking at the beast person’s condition, it wasn’t good at all.

His fur had lost its luster, and his body was emaciated.

His strength was completely depleted from long, hard labor.

At that moment, an orc walked over step by step.

“What’s going on?”

“Shiran just momentarily lost consciousness. He’ll be fine if he rests a bit…”

“Is that so?”

The orc raised the axe high into the sky.

“Fresh food.”

The orc’s merciless axe came crashing down.

Thud!

At that moment, a wolf beast people blocked the orc’s axe.

“Ugh…!”

The wolf beast people knelt from even the orc’s light axe strike.

“What are you doing? Useless beast people are nothing but food. It’s better to kill them before they become less tasty.”

“Shuran is… No.”

A wolf beast person knelt down.

“Please eat me instead.”

“Ion! No!”

“Is that so?”

A red murderous intent flashed in the orc’s eyes.

“Then I’ll eat both of you.”

The orc’s axe came down indifferently.

Ion could only watch the scene blankly.

The other beast people were the same.

If they resisted against the orc, all the beast people here would die.

They had tried resistance before.

But they had seen with their own eyes how more than half of the beast people ended up in the cauldron.

They had even handed over the flesh of dead beast people on plates to the orcs.

They couldn’t surrender the meat of themselves and their beloved families to these damned Black Horn tribe members through meaningless resistance and unbearable compassion.

Puck!

The beast people all closed their eyes, unable to watch Ion’s death.

Thud!

But hearing a surprisingly heavy sound afterward, they couldn’t help but feel suspicious.

The beast people opened their eyes and looked at the orc.

The orc’s head had literally disappeared.

His head and body were cleanly separated, rolling on the ground, with the orc’s blood dripping from midair.

Then the orc’s head naturally rolled and was sucked into the blazing hearth.

“I originally wasn’t going to intervene yet.”

Caesar’s concealment was lifted.

Before the beast people could gasp, Caesar blocked their mouths with his index finger.

“You know if you make noise now, everything’s screwed, right? Let’s talk quietly.”

***

Caesar entered the tent following the beast people’s guidance.

Four beast people had entered the tent.

They seemed to be representatives from each beast people tribe.

“…What’s going on? Doppelganger.”

The beast people remained wary.

They couldn’t help but be suspicious.

The beast people had sold the doppelgangers to the allied forces.

They couldn’t understand why he had saved them.

“I’ll explain briefly since time is short. You know Arang of the Red Fox tribe? This is about what was discussed with him.”

The beast people’s expressions suddenly brightened.

“Could our compatriots be coming to rescue us?”

“No. He doesn’t even know I’m here.”

“…What? Then why did you come?”

“In short, to help you. Because I have a reason to kill all the Black Horn tribe members.”

The shadow otter  tribe member without a right arm stepped forward and spoke.

“That’s practically impossible.”

“Why?”

“Those guys don’t die even when killed. Those damn…”

“Because of the Black Blessing, I assume. I already know. And Geotech can be resurrected.”

“Knowing that, you still want to kill all the Black Horn tribe? Does that seem possible?”

“I’m not the type to rush in headfirst like you guys.”

Caesar looked at his pocket watch.

Not much time was left until the promised moment.

“Let me briefly convey this. What I want to know are Geotech’s two remaining abilities, and whether you can teach me the Forest of Labyrinth sealing technique.”

“…Why do you want to know about the Forest of Labyrinth? Are you trying to seal Geotech?”

“Yes. If I can’t kill all the Black Horn tribe members, I want to confine them until they die. To do that, I need to know Geotech’s remaining two abilities.”

“Is this a realistic operation?”

“Isn’t lightning not striking right now?”

“…Is this lightning not striking because of something you’ve orchestrated?”

“Yes. I don’t have time to explain everything, so I’ll say this again. Will you trust me and follow my orders, or will you just die here? Just tell me that.”

The beast people exchanged glances. Hope returned to their previously lifeless eyes. The fox beast person spoke:

“If we’re going to die either way, we might as well entrust ourselves to you. Doppelganger.”

“Good. So what are Geotech’s two remaining abilities?”

The mountain tiger beast people spoke:

“Sealing.”

“Sealing? What kind of sealing?”

“He sealed our magic.”

“…Can he seal magic?”

“It doesn’t seem to be just magic. Some humans who were captured here couldn’t use their aura. It seems he can prevent the use of abilities or magic.”

‘If we had encountered this without thinking, we would have been in real trouble. If Caesar had lost his aura or Raven lost her magical abilities… ugh, I don’t even want to imagine.’

“What’s the other ability?”

“He knows how to control lightning.”

“Control lightning? What does that mean?”

“Literally, he can strike lightning at will. It seems he can freely manipulate lightning.”

‘I thought he was just called the lightning god, but he can actually control lightning. But why isn’t he striking lightning now? Maybe he really thinks he needs actual lightning to launch an attack.’

“Are there no other abilities?”

“We haven’t seen anything else.”

“Good. My last question is: can anyone teach the Forest of Labyrinth sealing technique?”

The beast people looked at Caesar in disbelief.

“…Who are you going to teach? Doesn’t Arang know how to use the Forest of Labyrinth?”

“No, Arang’s clan includes wolf beast people and mountain tiger tribes who can handle the Forest of Labyrinth. Only you shadow otter tribe are missing.”

“So you rescued us because you need the shadow otter tribe.”

“I’d appreciate it if you’d say I’m helping because I want to save as many as possible.”

The shadow otter paused, then spoke:

“I know how to use the Forest of Labyrinth sealing technique. I’m probably the only one.”

“Can you teach it?”

“No, impossible.”

“Why?”

“My magic is sealed.”

‘Oh no… Geotech sealed his magic. This is really bad…‘

“Do you know how to break Geotech’s seal?”

“I don’t know exactly. But our seal was broken once.”

“Oh? When was that?”

“When Geotech’s staff broke.”

The mountain tiger stepped forward:

“A month ago, Geotech’s was fighting another Orcs tribe and his staff broke. At that moment, our magic returned, and we attempted a mass escape, but… We were eventually caught.”

Caesar thought for a moment. So if Geotech’s staff is broken, the beast people’s magic will return?

‘It’s not completely impossible.’

Caesar checked his watch. About 4 hours remained until dawn.

“Okay. Can you trust me?”

“Are you seriously going to break Geotech’s staff?”

“Yes, that’s what I’ll do. So you’ll need to prepare to escape immediately.”

Caesar showed his pocket watch:

“Today’s sunrise and rain time is around 5:54 AM. About 4 hours left. I’ll break the staff within that time. So eat, drink, and restore your strength, and prepare to escape.”

“…Is it possible?”

“There’s no ‘impossible’ in my dictionary.”

Caesar handed the pocket watch to the shadow otter tribe.

“In exchange, I need a pledge that you’ll grant any request if I rescue you. Possible?”

“If you help us escape, we’ll do anything.”

“Good. I’ll take that as a pledge.”

Caesar picked up the communication device.

“Please use the concealment spell.”

The blue buckle on Caesar’s body vibrated, and his body became transparent.

“Then see you later, friends.”

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