The Heroine Who Was Taken Away by the Main Character Becomes Obsessed With Me After Returning

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“How to distinguish between humans and demons?”

Devil.

The people who worship disaster as a god, and the harm to mankind that has been accompanied by disaster throughout the long history of the empire.

Devils have plagued mankind for a long time.

Humanity called those who made significant contributions to dealing with such demons ‘demon hunters’.

“Yes, the simplest thing is appearance.”

Most of the demons. They are different from humans in their appearance from the start.

The horns are growing. The black and white of the eyes are reversed.

Some have grotesquely protruding bones or wings.

Some have only one eye, or their bodies are rotting alive.

That’s why a body stained with demonic energy can’t be the same as a human’s.

Of course it is.

“But aren’t there demons that look just like humans?”

“I am impatient. Okay. Usually you can tell them apart, but sometimes there are demons that look just like humans.”

As well.

Such mutants, on rare occasions, mimic magic with magic.

“Then you will never be able to tell them apart.”

And if it’s someone who can imitate magic with magic.

It was impossible to distinguish unless the person decided and spread the demonic energy to the limit, and it did not show.

Those are excellent wizards and sword masters known for their sharp intuition.

No, even if the sword master grandfather comes, it will be the same.

After hearing the man’s words, the disciple asked a question while shrinking.

“Then…… Couldn’t the devil be sneaking into human society already?”

“Maybe, maybe.”

The man nodded her head.

The disciple’s expression turned white upon hearing that nod.

The man who saw that laughed, but she said in a calm tone.

“Don’t worry too much. The devil tribe hates humans so much. Even if you pretend to be human…… There is no way I can continue that performance for long.”

After saying that, the demon hunter shrugged.

Hatred towards humans. No, to be precise, hatred for ‘living things’.

No matter how hard you try to hide it. Because even that can’t be hidden.

An ancient book of the ‘Empire’, a demon hunter who has been fighting demons all his life – in the story of Abel.

* * *

“Sir Dagnes, good job.”

Dagnes finished the match with a single sword and came back to the audience.

As I congratulated him, Dag Ness shrugged his shoulders.

“…… It really wasn’t even a chore.”

“Yes. It sounds like you’ve gotten used to the ‘sword sword’.”

A sword.

The path Dagnes found before returning, teaching him about a month before the start of the Mutu Festival.

I just told you the way a little bit earlier.

In the end, it was up to Dagnes to absorb that swordsmanship.

For just one month, Dagnes has masterfully absorbed the sword known as the Pandemonium.

“Thanks to Young master.”

“No. Because your talent is totally there. If someone else taught, not me, the result would have been the same.”

That’s also because he’s an excellent swordsman.

Originally, it must have been because the sword was the right sword for him.

A firm conviction as a knight.

If it’s a sword that embodies that conviction, that unshakable stubbornness will be its strength.

“Today’s remaining matches…… Now, there was only Rin, right?”

“Yes. I am…… Afternoon.”

Unlike the match between me and Dagnes, which was held relatively early in the morning.

Lin’s game was scheduled for the afternoon.

In the afternoon, close to the very second half of the afternoon.

‘Well, if it wasn’t for that anyway, I’d still be watching Mutuje, so it doesn’t really matter.’

In the party, there was Her Highness, the princess who was seeing the martial arts for the first time in her life.

The condition for Ray to come out of the villa is ‘while watching Mutuje with us’.

Whether or not she wants to see Mutuje to the end. The story that she, too, had to return to her villa when we came out.

Even if she was considerate of her, her martial arts would have gone to the end of her.

In the first place, the martial arts festival itself is an interesting duel. There were a lot of people who watched it purely for entertainment.

‘…… What. Her Highness, the princess herself who says so…… Well, she seems to be interested in something other than the contest.’

The other side than the competition.

I should be able to figure out which one he was talking about without having to talk too long.

…… Of course, it was about Dagnes, my escort knight.

I can’t even think to hide my gaze and stare at it.

No, it seems to be trying to hide it to some extent. Do I have to say that the tea is all gone?

Should we call this the love of a young girl?

As the princess, she felt like a girl of her age.

That’s probably because Ray was a person who grew up without social contact and kept his own innocence.

Indifferent Dagnes hadn’t even noticed that ardent gaze yet.

‘…… Didn’t the two of them meet in the previous episode?’

That seems to have been the case.

In the first place, the number of times I met the 4th princess in the previous episode itself was few.

I didn’t even take Dagnes with me in the beginning of the possession.

After about a year has passed…….

At the end of its lifespan, Ray died.

‘…… Should I look for an elixir? I don’t know if that will solve the problem.’

Time limit.

…… After muttering that bitter echo for a while, I looked at the stadium.

There.

Dagnes’ next match was starting.

“Looks like the next game is starting?”

“Oh, uh.”

Now then. Lucia naturally approaches and talks to her.

I nodded and looked at the stadium.

A man with impressive black hair and rather blunt and cold eyes.

His opponent was a knight wielding a long sword.

The knight’s momentum was unusual.

Minimum Expert Advanced. Possibly stronger than Dagnes before learning the sword.

Did he compete in order to prove his might in the famous knights?

I advanced all the way to the finals. He was so strong that it was understandable that he did not surrender even though he had reached the finals.

With that level of skill, I deserved to be confident.

“Who do you think will win?”

“…… Well. If you think about it normally, I think it’s the knight side.”

The knight’s energy was just as good.

Even if he had met Gnes or Rin, he would have fought a fairly good fight.

Yes. However.

For some reason, rather than the knight, his gaze turned toward the black-haired man.

Compared to the article, the energy is not neat.

On the contrary, it has a strong sense of promiscuity.

Rather than stable, it’s disorganized, and rather than refined, it feels like I’ve suppressed my strength right before it explodes.

No matter how you look at it, it wasn’t an outstanding level as a prosecutor.

As expected, if you looked at it normally, you would have predicted the victory of the knights.

But for some reason.

Instinctively, I thought that the black-haired man was much more dangerous than the knight.

Puuu!

The sound of the trumpet announcing the start of the match.

And at the same time, the knight and the black-haired man raised their magical powers.

Like the momentum felt right before the battle.

If a knight put neat magic into a sword, the magic contained in a man’s sword was bizarre.

For some reason. A level where you can even feel the ominous horror.

“Lucia. Are you watching?”

“…… Uh, huh?”

Flinch.

Let me say that and look at Lucia.

Lucia was taken aback by that gaze, and she hurriedly pulled her hand back.

“…… Lucia?”

“Come on. Hmm. Never mind.”

Lucia rolls her eyes here and there like a child caught playing a prank.

The way she stretched out her hand.

Somehow, it looked like he was secretly trying to put his fingers on my hand.

It’s probably just an illusion.

I’m not trying to check my magic power. Because there was no reason for her to hold my hand.

The moment he turned his attention to Lucia for a moment.

Suddenly, a fishy smell spread from the arena.

Awkward.

So familiar. The acidic scent of death.

The origin of the incense is far away.

His keen sense of smell was sniffing it from afar.

Obvious.

The smell of blood.

“What… ….”

Only then, let’s turn our eyes to the stadium.

There, in an instant, the arena caught my eye.

A long cut across the chest, enough to splatter red blood.

The deeply wounded side collapsed.

And what is lying down…… It was none other than a knight.

Chin.

“Sir? Sir Dagnes?”

“Please forgive me for being rude. Princess.”

Dagnes saw the situation in the arena and quickly covered Ray’s eyes half a beat.

A bloody figure.

There’s nothing good about it even if the princess, who grew up only in the palace all her life, sees it.

At least, since Ciela was a commoner, she had never seen someone with such a wound.

Either Rin or Lucia were calm about that level of blood.

I asked, frowning.

“…… Lucia. Isn’t that man’s power a bit strange?”

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“Huh? mana? It feels a bit shady, but……. Is it normal magic power?”

A tone as if you don’t know what I’m talking about.

In that way of speaking, I couldn’t detect even a single lie.

‘That…… Simple magical power?’

Certainly, looking at it again, it felt like ordinary magical power.

…… I wonder if I felt strange for no reason because I instinctively sharpened my blade because of the dark life.

Due to the nature of the non-transparent agent, it may overheat sufficiently. It wasn’t unusual for the blood to splatter.

Even so, if it feels ominous for some reason.

…… Is it because of my mood?

“…… Kale? What’s going on?”

“No. Never mind.”

At first, I thought it was because of my mood, so I decided to pass it on.

The appearance of a black-haired man.

Slowly, surely. Engraved in the eyes.

* * *

During Mutuje, virtually every day is a festival.

The tavern is crowded with people every day.

Of course, one of the snacks is the content of the Mutu Festival of the day.

The time when the finals started to ripen.

Who is the strongest player in this year’s martial arts competition, and who will advance to the finals and win the championship?

Because this was a topic of conversation where numerous opinions and disputes were bound to unfold.

“Wouldn’t it be strange if Sir Dagnes, a knight of the White Lion Knights, won?”

“Yes. In particular, Sir Dagnes, who I saw in person, was far superior to what I had heard through rumors. He’s been able to get up to this point by overpowering opponents with one blow.”

The one who is counted as a strong candidate for the championship is Dagnes.

As a member of the White Lion Knights, he had been a well-known figure in his own right before.

“When I first came, I thought I only came as an escort for a rogue. Wasn’t that idiot also doing pretty well? What are his chances of winning?”

“Ah, no matter how you think about it, that’s probably not the case.”

Kale von Reinhardt.

The two men who brought up his name laughed as if they were laughing.

The man who swallowed the side dishes spat out and said.

“Isn’t that knight more likely than Dagnes? Sir Pascal.”

“…… Ah. Come to think of it, that person was there too. I don’t know why a human who is equal to the Royal Knights’ vice-captain participated in the martial arts festival.”

Imperial Knights. The vice-captain of the Royal Knights and the knight of the Blue Flame, Pascal.

He also participated in the Mutu Festival.

When the fact was known, the capital was buzzing for a while.

There are no conditions for participating in the Mutuje.

He is a swordsman of the highest level, and a person who is equal to the vice-captain of the Royal Knights.

A great man like that was a bit unsuitable to participate in a tournament like this.

Tsk.

When the story about him comes out, people click their tongues briefly.

The man who had been drinking quietly all this time opened his mouth.

“Isn’t that person more likely than the knights? A black-haired man whose name is unknown.”

A man with black hair.

It wasn’t a particularly specific explanation, but that alone made the men here nod their heads.

It was inevitable.

A black-haired man who consistently overwhelms his opponents and wins by inflicting a deep cut on his chest.

There were few people who had that kind of impression.

“Some say that the hooded prosecutor who was said to have swept the entire stadium in the first round was him.”

“I think there is a possibility. …… Certainly, it wasn’t strong enough to be frightening.”

No one could dispute the statement that the man was a candidate for the championship.

Certainly, he had an impression as terrifying as the splatter of his blood.

“What is certain is that this year’s Mutu Festival has a lot to see.”

Whoever the winner is.

There are not many people who would deny that there are so many things to see in this year’s Mutu Festival.

That’s for sure.

The men who thought so nodded.