Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

It has been a month since they set out on their journey. Albe and his friends had entered a town called Kumoha.

This city is so-called,

It was a walled city. It was a major transportation hub with the borders of four countries bordering on it. It was a logistical hub where people and goods gathered, and because of this, there were many battles fought over the land since ancient times.

The current ruler of the city is the Kingdom of Rabso, and under the reign of King Nefa II, who is famous for his wisdom, the city has developed dramatically.

Albe was curious to see the city where people of different races come and go, and he kept moving his head from side to side as if he was busy scurrying around all the time. As if she was not interested in him, Mirwa was walking with her eyes fixed on only one point.

She was looking for a place to stay. She was looking for an inn with the most luxurious rooms in the city.

Their trip was nothing short of comfortable. They decided to stay at the best inn in the city. Naturally, they chose the most expensive and luxurious meals available in the city. Thanks to this, Albe gained some weight. Milwa, on the other hand, did not change her figure at all. She always ate twice as much as Albe did.

The inn they chose that day was built like a castle. The rooms were spacious, and the beds were large and roomy. The furnishings were magnificent and had the look of a room belonging to royalty.

A few moments after they had unpacked their luggage, women dressed as maids entered the room. They prepared the meal with great care, bowed reverently, and left the room.

They took their seats silently and brought the prepared meal to their mouths in silence. Albe, who was fortunate that his father had been so strict with him, ate in a proper manner, even if it was a lie, but Milwa's manners were crude. She should have known such manners as she was a rich woman's mistress, but in front of Albe, she exposed her true self without any hesitation. She took the prepared meals one after another into her mouth as if she only needed to fill her stomach. It looked as if she was swallowing the food without even chewing it.

Albe continued to act as if he was not interested in her. To tell the truth, she has such good looks. I thought that I would have been more fascinated with her if I had eaten in a proper manner, but it was obvious that it was useless to say such a thing.

"You."

Albe suddenly looks up when he is unexpectedly spoken to. In front of him was Milwa, who was staring at him on her cheekbones.

"What is the name of that poison you make?

"Name?"

"Yes."

"......"

Come to think of it, there was no such thing. Poison is just poison, Albe says to himself in his gut. It won't make any difference.

"If we use that poison here and a lot of people die, the name of that poison will be the name of this city, ......Kumoha, right?"

Albe frowned, unable to grasp what she was trying to say. Milwa saw this and started laughing.

"Cahahahaha. If you kill a lot of people with that poison in Agartha, it will be called Agartha, won't it?　Interesting. Isn't it funny, cahahahahahaha!"

Albe had no idea what was so funny. However, he instinctively knew that he should not argue with her.

"I think I'll name your poison Soleil."

"......"

Milwa smirked, a sneer on her face. Albe just watched her expression in silence.

"Let's kill as many people as we can with that poison. The more we kill, the more people the poison will terrorize. At the same time, they will hate the poison. In other words, the hatred of the name Soleil will increase."

Do you really want to go to such lengths to discredit this woman Soleil? Albe was well aware of his own twisted personality and thought that not many people could be more eccentric than he was, but Siljus sitting in front of him was far more twisted than he was, even to the point of insanity.

Albe suddenly thought of the woman named Soleil, whom Milwa hated. During his month-long journey, he had gathered a great deal of information about the king of Agartha and his queens. He had heard that Soleil was a woman of exceptional proportions and beauty, and that men who saw her were generally captivated by her. It was rumored that she became the queen of the king of Agartha because of her beauty.

If she was such a desirable woman, I honestly wanted to see her at least once. However, Albe was not fond of large women. Being rather petite, he preferred women of similar build to himself. In addition, he tended to prefer intelligent and bright women, perhaps because he had a complex about his own abilities. In this light, Riccolette, the rightful wife of the king of Agartha, or Queen Considine, seemed to be the most suitable for his taste. Albe's attention naturally turned to these two.

"You."

I heard a low voice, as if to pull me back to reality from my delusional world. I looked over to see Milwa looking at me with a clearly unhappy expression on her face.

"I don't mind if you have other women. But only after you have satisfied me.

"......"

"If you have time to think about other women, think about how to satisfy me. ...... Don't worry. If you can kill Soleil, you can have all the other women you want. And if you can kill the king of Agartha, you may free his queen as much as you like.

"......"

Albe lost his appetite at once and quietly placed the knife and fork in his hand on the table. A few moments later, women dressed as maids arrived to take down the dishes. They quickly cleaned up the dishes and magically filled the bathtub in the bathroom next to the table with hot water. When they were out of sight, Milwa hurriedly took off her clothes. Seeing this, Albe slowly undressed as well.

"Come on. Come on, wash!

Milwa said and headed for the bathroom. She jumped into the bathtub to get herself wet and stood in front of Albe, who came in late. He was carrying a bottle of washing liquid that he had picked up on his trip. He takes some of the liquid from the bottle and carefully smears it on Mirwa's body. He smeared it on Mirwa's body carefully, as if he was polishing something important.

Tomorrow you will wake up early.

"......"

"You saw the well near this inn, didn't you?　Throw your poison ...... soleil there. Throw it into some other wells as you see fit. Make as much poison as you can so that you can kill as many people as possible. Is that clear?"

Albe did not say anything, but simply washed Mirwa's body. Mirwa understood that Mirwa had agreed to this and stopped Albe's washing with her hand.

"Get up. I will wash you this time. Tomorrow will be a memorable day when the name of Soleil will be disgraced. Tonight is a prelude.

Then Milwa put her hands on Albe's face as if she was holding him between her hands and took his lips in hers. Albe held her small body tightly in his arms.