Chapter 200
Translator: Vine
Chapter: 200
Chapter Title: The Collapsed Iron Fortress
[Ahh~]
"Ah~"
[Delish?! Tasty, right!!]
"Yeah. The tastiest in the world. Even saccharin couldn't be sweeter than this."
[Saccharin?]
"It's something that tastes sweet."
[Hehe. Want more?!]
"Yeah. Give me more."
I took another forkful flying toward me without any resistance. Levatein, nestled in my lap and feeding me cake, beamed with the brightest smile in the world.
The height was a bit off, so the cake smeared a little due to the bad angle, but I didn't mind.
It was far sweeter than any cake Raphael might feed me. I didn't even have time to think.
[Whoa!! Hold on!!]
I was fine, but Levatein wasn't. She hopped down from my lap, waddled over to grab a tissue, stood on tiptoes grunting with effort, and wiped the corner of my mouth.
I laughed because it was so cute and stroked her head.
Is this paradise on earth? I'm so happy out here. I want to go out with Levatein every single day.
As I savored the cake with tears of emotion, jealous glares flew at me from across the table.
It definitely wasn't pity. It had to be jealousy.
[What's this? You drag a person—no, a dragon—out here out of the blue and don't even order anything for them.]
"Just wait. Oh, Levatein. You can sit now."
[Daddy. Don't want more?]
"Yeah. I'm full."
[Hehe. 'Cause I fed it to you, it's even tastier!!]
I stroked Levatein's head as she spouted that odd line—probably picked up from Raphael—and settled her back on my lap.
After that, I cut the cake into small pieces for Levatein's tiny mouth and chatted with Benia.
"The person we're waiting for hasn't shown up yet. Just a bit longer."
[If you're coming out for a casual outing like this, why not tell Raphael too?]
"She said she wasn't coming."
[Hmph. Well, can't be helped then. I'm a busy dragon. Let's wrap this up quick.]
"Busy my foot. You'll just harass Lily all day at home."
[Harass? I'm reforming a demon.]
"Lily's already reformed."
Tsk.
I ignored Benia's tongue-clicking, fed cake to Levatein with her mouth open wide, and looked around.
What I saw was a bustling street. Not Justitia's downtown. We'd come through a warp gate to some city in Korea.
The reason we were here was simple. Luna had handed over info that hadn't changed yet.
Even if a dragon desperately wanted her magic back, flipping like a pancake and betraying like that felt off.
But since I'd received it, I had to act. That's why I invited Raphael along, but her response was...
—Huh? Too bothersome. Are we going to fight?
—Not? Then why? Not meeting a girl, right? In that case, I'll stay home.
—If we have to fight, sure, but otherwise, nah. Hanging with Sion at home anyway.
—Okay, have fun. Oh, just checking. You're really not meeting a girl, right?
Raphael kept pressing, but once I assured her it wasn't, she finally smiled and saw me off.
She used to come along fine before, but this was the first time she'd skipped out citing laziness.
Well, anyway, I'm not here to meet a girl for real. I'm here to handle business, not chase skirts.
As I nodded to myself, something appeared in the distance.
Definitely far away. Her face wasn't clear; I could barely make out her overall shape.
But I knew for sure she was coming.
The reason was simple. The approaching person's looks were beyond human limits.
She glowed even from afar. No exaggeration. You could tell from the guys passing by her side.
They'd stare, slam into poles, and clear a path around her.
And up close, it was even clearer. Long silver hair, straight bangs, an expressionless yet haughty face.
Her poised gait and neat casual clothes. The woman with jet-black eyes that could suck you in...
walked right up and looked down at me.
"Why did you call me here?"
I'd told Raphael this wasn't about meeting a girl, and I hadn't lied. We registry mates don't count as people anyway.
"If it's nothing, I'm leaving."
"After coming all this way?!"
"Did you call me here to hit on me?!"
"Why would I?!"
Yeah. I believe you. You're definitely Raphael's little sister.
Mikael sat down and surveyed the situation. What she saw was a purple-haired maid sitting with her legs crossed arrogantly.
And the father-daughter duo gazing at each other fondly and smiling.
"......"
Her lips pursed a bit. Mikael didn't like this situation one bit.
'Another woman added to the mix.'
Turn your eyes away for a second, and the harem grows. No playboy could top this, but that wasn't what bothered Mikael.
It was a blunder. Normally, she wouldn't have any reason to be here. She'd be home reading or spacing out like usual.
[Hey.]
[We're heading here. Come if you want. No Raphael, FYI.]
Who could ignore a text like that? Lee Seong-hoon was truly sly.
Sly and cunning, with a snake living in his mouth for sure.
Last time, he'd wheedled her number with that mouth, and now he lured her out with an offer she couldn't refuse.
This guy was a demon. Even if not, if his deeds matched a demon's, didn't that make him one?
[No Raphael] meant he was openly planning to make a move, right?
Mikael kept her face impassive, pretending otherwise. The purple-haired one radiated an aura she couldn't ignore, but she pushed it aside.
[Ho. What's with this one? Feels similar to Raphael.]
"She's way better than Raphael. A hundred—no, a thousand times more capable."
[Hmm? Possible? Raphael's already a monster.]
"Rei's no mere monster."
[So that's why you called her.]
Lee Seong-hoon nodded. Levatein on his lap nodded too and waved at her.
Mikael quelled her rising smile with a cough and waved back at Levatein.
"Of course. I'm the Angel of Loyalty. I must be more perfect than any angel in Heaven Realm."
"Oh. You're Loyalty? First I heard. Raphael's Benevolence, apparently. Yeah, Benevolence."
"I knew. What you've forgotten, you must rediscover yourself."
"Huh. Really? Why'd you forget? Eh, Raphael probably goofed it off."
"That's—"
Mikael shut her mouth there. It was territory she couldn't discuss, so she let him think what he would.
"Whatever. Anyway, want something to eat? Let's talk over food."
"Pardon?"
Caught off guard by the sudden offer, she quickly realized what it meant.
'Again.'
Groooowl.
Her stomach rumbled loudly. The sound of an empty gut shrinking.
It'd been silent until now, a hunger she hadn't even noticed herself. Yet he'd zeroed in on it.
Just from a glance at the cake as she sat.
"No, you just look hungry. My treat since I called you. The cake here's killer. Right~ Levatein~?"
[Yeah!! Super~ duper tasty!!]
That's the kind of lines he spouts.
Mikael blushed at her own hunger broadcasted right after claiming perfection, but nodded.
No reason to refuse if offered.
'No.'
This won't do. She didn't know why exactly, but it wouldn't. Get swept into his pace again, and it'd end like the number incident.
Mikael prepared to respond to anything with "Don't hit on me" and looked up.
Her eyes met black ones.
"Mikael."
"Yes."
Easy. Whatever he said, reply "Don't hit on me." Simple.
Mikael swallowed and waited.
"Eat cake when it comes. Then go with Benia and wipe out the mine slaves."
"Don't hit—Yes?!"
[I didn't hear that either?!]
For the first time, Mikael's iron fortress crumbled.
"I've never heard of this."
[Me neither.]
"I can't fathom saying 'go kill them' so casually."
[Exactly.]
The two, meeting for the first time today, bonded over their common enemy and walked while chatting amiably.
They entered a path with fewer people. Turned into a dimly lit alley.
"That man's mouth houses a snake. No, he's the devil incarnate."
[Yeah, pretty much. Annoying bastard, but we can't ignore him.]
"Did you hear him earlier? Mine slaves sold their souls to demons anyway, so killing them saves them. How could I not after that?"
[Agreed.]
Benia nodded along appropriately, recalling Lee Seong-hoon's words from behind.
It was his answer to "What'll you do while we're gone?"
—Me? Obviously staying here.
—I'd just get in your way while you go wild.
—Planning to date Levatein here~ Right, Levatein? Sounds good~?
—Yay!!
—See? Levatein likes it. So hurry back. You two can finish in 30 minutes.
—Oh, that stone I showed you earlier. Bring back any identical ones, got it?
—Good luck. Want more cake? Just say.
"Soon as we get back, I'm blasting him once."
[I'll help.]
"Thank you."
Thus plotting murder, they arrived at an entrance marked [Jazz Bar].
[Mm. Definitely a lot inside. I'll neutralize them all, so circle to the back door.]
"You take the front. I clear from the back."
[Quick on the uptake. Nice.]
Benia grinned, Mikael nodded.
The archangel and dragon's slaughter show was just beginning.