Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Vistal looked at the Humans, suspicious of his non-existent ears, but it wasn’t a good choice to stay silent and delay the answer.

“You really can’t hear me.”

Snorting as if they were dumbfounded, the human race threw the wand they were holding onto the floor, then took their swords in reverse and threw them down as if they had destroyed Vistal’s reliquary.

[[Mmm, stop it!!]]

Beastal, who saw his lifeline being cut right in front of his eyes again in real time, shouted out in a fit of rage, but the Humans only spoke briefly while looking at him with an infinitely calm expression.

“I just said ‘an offer you can’t refuse’.”

The answer is fixed from the beginning. The reason why Vistal couldn’t turn a blind eye to the arrogance of the humans who said that was because the current situation was more dangerous than ever.

[[How can I believe that you will keep your promise!!]]
“That’s right. With that doubt, watch the relic box explode right in front of you. Caruberos.”
“yes?!”
“The moment it makes even the slightest trick to hinder me, know that I’ll get beaten up with Ingladio.”

Ingladio, who was still trembling as if he had trouble breathing next to him, ‘I stayed still.’ He expressed his regret by revealing his feelings intact, but no one was interested.

To put it bluntly, Vistal was interested, but that wasn’t for the purpose of understanding and empathizing with Ingladio’s resentment, but rather for closely observing the process of the two demons struggling with one human being and contemplating, unable to understand at all.

Of course, observing like that didn’t change anything. Only double, triple, quadruple shackles were placed on top of the barrier opened by the demon wizard. I was so dumbfounded that I looked at Senichigua and saw that he was casting magic on himself with such concentration that his eyes were bloodshot.

At this point, it was clear that the human race was not ordinary. In one corner of his head, a desire to explore how to use the devil to such an extent welled up, but fortunately, he was able to avoid misunderstanding his priorities this time.

[[Eh, I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you, stop!]]

Just because it’s impenetrable doesn’t mean the magic that protects the reliquary is safe. Since Vistal became a lich, the magic formulas she devoted her whole life to are being destroyed in real time from the moment the human sword touches them. Even if it were to be retrieved right away, it would be impossible to even imagine how much time it would take to engrave the protection spell again.

Whatever it was, it was clear that Vistal had no choice. He shouted out hastily, and only then did the human sword fall from the wand. At this moment, unconsciously, I tried to imitate a sigh of relief, but at the question of the human race, Beastal had to feel the illusion that her eyes were darkening.

“Of course it should. First of all, the first question. Why did the Demon King’s army contact you?”

There are nine reliquaries left, but the first question is that shape. I didn’t even dare to anticipate how serious and important questions were about to follow.

The Reliquary is not just a spare life, but a vessel that shares the power of the Lich. It doesn’t matter when it’s functioning properly, but if it’s forcibly destroyed and its power is scattered, its power will disappear as much as the soul and magic power of the lich contained in the reliquary.

If it was something that could have been retrieved and escaped, he wouldn’t have gone through this trouble in the first place. Because he had already eaten one with his eyes open, it was Vistal who somehow hardened his will as a phylactery gunner and chose his words…

“Slow.”

To the Humans, it seemed that this was the process of concocting a plan. Watching the Humans press the wand with all their might again, Bistal exclaimed urgently.

[[Mmm, stop! I was on my mind for a while! The demon king army showed up to support my research!]]
“Who asked you to ask 20 questions? Do you think you’ll answer something like that? How do I know what your research is?”

Although he didn’t know what the Twenty Heads were, he could clearly understand the intentions of the Humans, so Vistal quickly summarized the main points and shouted again.

[[Transcendence and eternal life! How to change only one’s rank or approach ascension without transforming one’s ego, and furthermore, one’s soul! That’s my research!!]]

Fortunately, the sword fell off the wand again, but the human face was full of disbelief, and even the eyebrows were frowned.

“You… did you become a lich by selling your soul to the devil after failing in the subject you studied that kind of thing all your life?”
[[what…! The research I did during my lifetime was to open a new horizon for magic, but due to the limitations of being a mortal, I couldn’t reach that end! Don’t compare it to something like eternal life!!]]
“I’ll only look at it once. If you talk like a horse, you’ll also have the same experience of destroying a treasure chest. Why is a guy like that studying eternal life?”

At that moment, he almost burst into anger again, but fortunately Vistal held it in. And he answered as if he chewed and spit out his self-esteem, which was collapsing in real time.

[[Because even Richie’s life is insufficient and dangerous. For me, mortality is the factor that distracts me from my research. In that case, I just wanted to overcome it first.]]

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I doubted my ears the moment I heard it, and I turned my head to the side to check the reactions of Emmett and Carl Kansi, but it seems that what I heard was correct. Thanks to you, I felt like I was being taken away for the first time in a long time.

Does he know immortality is something you can buy at some local market?

“It’s crazy…”

It’s such an absurd answer that I’m not even sure if it’s true or not. My intuition says that bastard is serious now, but the content doesn’t make any sense?

“Eh, Eldmia-sama?”

It was Caruberos, who had been whispering something to Ingladio for a short time, who caught me as I tried to strike the wand down again, telling me not to talk bullshit.

“How do you know my name?”

He hasn’t told me yet, but I didn’t like what I found out, so I pointed at the esthetician and asked, ‘Hey.’ With a groan, it almost starts the game halfway. However, Caruberos, who did not back down completely, pointed to Ingladio and explained why he spoke quickly.

“Ingladio told me! Rather, he said! What that lich says is true!”
“……what?”

When I glanced at Ingladio over his shoulder, he nodded while struggling to breathe. I’m satisfied with the knowledge that demons have to breathe, but it’s still hard to believe, so I looked at Caruberos again, and the guy nodded and continued.

“Because of the way they studied so much, there is no way to do anything until the results come out, but they say that there have been quite a few results in that area!”
“So now… the lich, who Emmet even calls a third-rate idiot wizard, is a true pioneer in the realm of immortality?”
“Yes?”
“… Huh.”

The words of the devil, who even pledged his life, cannot be lies. There’s no benefit to Ingladio by telling lies like that.

I felt like I was going to lose my mind for a while at the height of contradiction, in which I only accepted the bullshit that a third-rate lich could become an immortal in the future from demons and accepted it as real, but I remembered that there was still a lot to do. I was able to hold on to my spirit.

“Okay. Next question.”

When I kicked the wand that had just been at my feet and kicked it towards the lich trapped in the barrier, ‘Did you really give it to me?’ Eyes with a lot of intentions are pouring down on me.

Even Emmet and Carl Kansi looked at me in amazement, which made my heart feel a little uncomfortable, but this time the good me decided to put up with it.

“How did you contact the demon king army? Did you approach first?”
[[…No, they came first. I became a rich through many sacrifices, so I don’t have much need to move externally and seek additional sacrifices. So I was able to focus on my research for a long time without any problems. Then one day, they came to me and said that they would invest in my research.]]

When I started asking 20 questions, I tried to start by destroying the gloves in my arms, but unfortunately the quack gave the right answer.

So I obediently took out the glove and threw it under him again. This time, the willing taxpayer muttered in a low voice, ‘Is it really okay to give that thing away like that?’ Then Carl Kansi heard the sound of a punch.

“How did they find you?”
[[…I do not know. The demon king who came to visit me at the time said that there was someone who knew me. You may not believe it, but it is true. I was trying to find out how he noticed it because I had been hiding my existence for at least several decades.]]

While thinking about something while looking at the two artifact boxes placed under his feet, the quack answered with a much more obedient attitude than before.

“Caruberos. Throw something.”
“yep!”

Hearing my order, what Caruberos threw was a necklace. At first, I thought it was a pendant, but seeing as it bounced off the ground a couple of times and opened the decoration, it must have been a rocket.

“Next. Who was it that came to see you then?”
[[……]]

The red light that had been shining in the eyes of the quack, who had been opening his jawbone for a moment while looking at the rocket on the floor, disappeared. I didn’t know what kind of structure that light came in and out of, but I didn’t like the slow response of that guy.

“Caruberos. One drop…”
“Darkness Gong.”

In response, the moment I was about to replace one of the relics with Este, the quack continued to answer, although the feeling was still bad, but instead of the hum that had been heard before, the quack gave out a human-like voice.

“He introduced himself as a blacksmith of the special operations department.”

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