Flillian, I want to live.

Guter stretched his neck and gave Linie a playful smile.

"Although your magic power seems weak, the way you look at me is the same as how Aura-sama looks at me."

Linie and Gutel looked at each other, just like putting an emperor in beggar's clothes would not change the kingly aura in his every move. Although Gutel hid her true magic power, her temperament as a great demon who had lived for a thousand years could not be changed.

Linie happens to be one of the few demons who is good at observing people's words and expressions.

So from the very beginning, she understood that the Gutel standing in front of her was a great demon whose strength far exceeded her own.

"That's right. If that's the case, let's solve the problem the demon way."

Guter tilted his head, with a hint of displeasure on his face, and spoke coldly to Linie.

This was the first time in years that Guterre had unlocked his magical limitations.

As the surging magic power spread like a wave, not only Linie who was standing in front of Gutel, but also Philen who was supporting himself with a staff beside him were stunned.

Is this the magic power possessed by a magician who has lived for a thousand years?

Philen raised his head and looked at Gutel's huge magic power that enveloped the entire room in some surprise.

Because he had never seen Gutel and Fulilian use their full magic power, Philen was quite confident in his own magic power.

But now it seems that the thousand-year gap is indeed an insurmountable chasm.

I need to work harder on my cultivation.

Philen couldn't help but think in his heart.

"Kneel down."

When Linie heard the cold command from Gutel, although she was not affected by any obedience magic, she still put away her weapon and subconsciously let her knees touch the ground stiffly.

That was Linie's obedience, driven by the demon's instinct for survival, in the face of a magical power far exceeding that of her master Aura.

"You really just imitated Aize's movements..."

Line, whose body was trembling slightly as she looked down at Guter, saw the image of the dwarf warrior who looked like a broom.

In this world, there are only standing warriors and fallen warriors, but no kneeling warriors.

Gutel ignored Line, who had lost her fighting spirit, opened the door and walked out of the house.

"This world is truly going from bad to worse. How come even the hero who once defeated the Demon King is colluding with the great demon clan?"

The man named Fisher was standing on the street in front of the door. Although he looked a little embarrassed, judging from his relaxed appearance, Linie had helped him delay long enough for him to get the trump card he was proud of.

"Aren't we the same on this point?"

Gutel looked at the man who was colluding with the demons and asked with a smile.

"I'm just doing this for money, but with Guval and Fulilian, and now a great demon like you, I'm really going to lose a lot of money on this deal."

The man shrugged. Although he was good at lying, his words came from the bottom of his heart.

"How about cutting the losses now?"

Unlike the arrogant Guwal, when Gutel saw that the man chose to stand on the ground to confront him, he carefully flew into the air and threatened the man from a high position.

"You really are difficult to deal with. To be honest, under normal circumstances, I would have given up long ago."

The man looked up at Gutel in the air. From the moment the opponent took off without giving him any chance, he had actually lost the possibility of defeating Gutel with the magic-sealing stone he had just obtained and hidden in his sleeve as his trump card.

If he couldn't use a sneak attack like he did against Guwal, the man couldn't imagine any chance of winning against Gutel's desperate magic.

"But even I have principles that won't abandon my trusted companions."

The man flicked his sleeves and threw the magic-sealing stone forward while injecting magic power into it.

The next moment, the dazzling light like a supernova explosion made it as bright as day.

Faced with the dazzling glare, Gutel subconsciously increased his flying altitude while launching the attack.

And this is exactly what the man wants.

Like a baseball player, the man flew over and caught the Demon Sealing Stone that was thrown high. In this bright light that was difficult to adapt to, he was the only one who was not affected because he was wearing sunglasses made of black crystal.

Chapter 59: Gifts are about practicality

Holding the glowing magic-sealing stone in his hand, the man pushed up his sunglasses.

Although he was well aware that he was no match for Guter, who possessed overwhelming magical power, he did not intend to defeat or even kill him.

The reason why the man did not run away but instead approached Guter was simple.

His target was not Guterres from the beginning.

With the help of sunglasses, the man easily locked onto Fulilian who was still sleeping soundly in the room.

As long as he could kill Fulilian to complete his goal and then threaten the lives of the villagers, the man was confident that he could turn the tables in such adversity.

Maybe it's despicable, but that's what a killer is.

The man drew the dagger from his waist and, under the cover of the strong light, rushed towards Fulilian who was locked on him.

"It's broken...Phelan!"

Out of concern for the surrounding villagers, Gutel did not use large-scale magic to attack the man at first. By the time she realized the man's true intention, the other party had already rushed into the room with a flash of light.

"Lady Flillian!"

Hearing Gutel's urgent calls outside the house, Philen raised his leg with some effort and kicked over the dining table in front of him. Then he raised the staff in his hand to block the sleeping Fulilian, squinting his eyes and aiming at the man attacking from outside the house.

Normal attack magic——

Not working?

Philen waved her staff. Facing the man rushing towards her and the unprecedented situation, she tried to calm herself down and mobilize the magic power in her body again.

Defensive Magic——

Still failed to start.

The magic failed?

Looking at the dagger in the man's hand slashing towards her, Philen finally showed a panic expression on her face. She hurriedly raised her staff to block the man's dagger. With a sharp pain from her palm, the staff fell out of her hand under the man's swing, and Philen was also knocked back and sat on the ground under the impact.

"Are you scared, little girl?"

The man turned over the table, a smug smile on his face behind his sunglasses.

He watched as Philen nervously raised his right hand towards him.

As he said before, magicians are a bunch of arrogant guys. Because of this, when they lose the magic they are proud of, they will become as vulnerable as lambs to be slaughtered.

The man really liked the desperate expression on the magician's face when he kept trying to cast his proud magic on him before his death, but got no response from his magic no matter what.

I think this girl is no exception.

The man lowered his head, wanting to appreciate the change in Philen's expression.

However, what he saw was Philen's indifferent face and the cold light flashing from Philen's raised sleeves.

On Philen's birthday a few days ago, she not only wore the hair accessories she received as a gift from Frillian, but also wore the sixteenth birthday gift given to her by Gutel.

But compared to the eye-catching hair accessories carefully selected by Freelian, Guter's gift was not so eye-catching.

It was an ingeniously designed hidden arrow on Philen's wrist, usually hidden under his long sleeves.

As the man stared in astonishment, the arrow that flew out of Philen's sleeve also hit his shoulder. Although it failed to hit the vital point directly due to his poor physical condition, the man still fell down in pain.

"Are you scared?"

Gutel, who rushed back from outside the house, stepped on the man's wrist, and then kicked the still glowing Demon Sealing Stone in his hand away the moment the man let go.

"How could a magician carry a hidden dart? That's the equipment of us assassins..."

The man lay exhausted on the ground, feeling the blood gushing from the wound on his shoulder. A playful, bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Are these your last words?"

Guter aimed his hand, which was filled with magical power, at the man's head.

"Let him go."

A trembling voice sounded from the other side.

"You didn't run away?"

Guter tilted his head and looked at Line who was holding the dagger against Frillian's neck.

Based on her understanding of the demons, even though the man regarded Linie as his companion, it did not mean that Linie had to respond. In this situation where death was certain, if she were in his place, she would definitely choose to escape.

"If I don't complete the mission, even if I return, Lord Aura will kill me. If I wander alone, I don't have the confidence to survive on my own."

Linie nervously held Frielin, the hostage, and explained to Gutel the reason why she stayed.

"So you plan to kill Fulilian to serve your Lord Aura?"

Guter looked at Line and smiled playfully.

"I just don't want to die... I'm sure you can understand..."

Linie knew very well that even if she killed Frillian, she would not be able to escape from Gutel alive. It seemed that the situation had suddenly become a tragic situation where she would die if she escaped, and would die if she didn't escape.

"Oh?"

Perhaps Line's words resonated with Guter's heart, causing her expression to relax a little.

"I want to make a deal with you."

Linie swallowed her saliva. In this tragic future where death was inevitable, she wanted to find a way to survive.

"What deal?"

Guter licked his lips and asked thoughtfully.

"Give that man to me and let us leave safely. In exchange, I will tell you a secret about Lord Aura."

Linie turned to look at the dying man on the ground and stated her conditions.

On the day Guval was killed, the man actually proposed another plan to Linie.

"How about being my companion? I'm very strong, and I'm more than capable of dealing with the beheading envoy sent by your Lord Aura~"

At that time, Linie didn't take the man's suggestion seriously.

But now she had to reconsider.

"Are you going to betray your master?"

Hearing the conditions proposed by Linie, Gutel couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked in surprise.

"We are the demons. We are always betraying each other in order to survive. Aren't you the same?"

Line's reply was very simple and easy to understand.

"Yeah, deal."

Gutel lowered his hand that was aimed at the man, and Line also threw Frielian to Philen beside him.

Linie clenched her fists and walked slowly to the man with some restraint. She bent down to help him pull out the arrow from his shoulder, then tore off the cloth from her sleeve to bandage him up.

"I knew you would save me..."

Although he looked very embarrassed, the man still gave Linie a smug smile.

"It's just that you are still useful."

Linie replied coldly.

"Well, it's time to tell me about Aura, right? Just so you know, if you're just giving me the cold shoulder..."

Guter's unromantic voice floated over from the side.

"...I woke up that night and wanted to eat an apple. On my way to the warehouse, I ran into Aura-sama and Liuguna-sama talking in the corridor. Curious, I hid aside and eavesdropped on their conversation."

Linie said slowly while bandaging the wound.

"That guy Liuguna is still alive~"

Gutel touched his chin and said, compared to a young cub like Linie who has just reached adulthood, Liuguna is a veteran beheader under Aura and is also well-known among the demons.

"At that time, Aura mentioned a word to Master Liuguna, saying that she was..."

"What is it?"