Weiss Ohl.

　Gieselotte knew the name well.

　Researchers are in an uproar over the papers he sends to conferences, all of which are out of the ordinary, but very convincing.



　But the identity of the man is unknown. There may be more to find out than the Black Warrior, but so far there has been nothing to lead us to him.

　Agos is well aware of this, and says it will take more time to discover Weiss Ohl's true identity.



"But he is well versed in ancient magic. It is not surprising that he is friends with Professor Luseyaner, who is a leading researcher in this field. Or it is possible that the professor is Weiss Ohl. She seems to be a particularly unusual woman.



"Then you'll have to start with Ruthay Nell. Bring her to me. Now!



"It's easy to invite. She is a typical researcher who is willing to give up anything for the sake of her research.



　But," Agos stood up and stepped back.



"Would 'he' really overlook her mastery of ancient magic?"



"You think the man has already been in contact with him?"



"I don't know. But if there is a possibility, if we invite her in too easily..."



"They will sense that I am working to break the spell ......"



　If that happens, the Black Warrior will not be silent. <. But if his confidence is shattered, there is a good chance that he will reappear.



"What are you going to do?"



"This, too, I intend to take advantage of the chaos of the revolution to bring you along."



　Agos, cowering his shoulders and smiling bitterly, is growing anxious.



"If that man is in contact with Ruseyan Ner, he could be in King's Landing, right? Then they'll come to disrupt the revolution."



　His son Lias had not reported his meeting with the Black Warrior to Gieselotte. So she does not know yet. That the Black Warrior is already in King's Landing.　



"Of course we have taken this into consideration. No matter how strong he is, he's only one man. It is we who must overcome the mighty "one". One body cannot solve multiple problems at the same time.



　Agos says calmly.

　It is a big gamble to begin with. I couldn't back out now.



"Okay. Tell me when. If you need my help, I'm at your disposal."



　I gave up my pride five years ago.



"A diversion?　Or is it a decoy?　I'll do whatever you want."



"This is reassuring. However, the queen must act as mediator.



That's just a postmortem, isn't it?



No, showing up at the front lines of the revolution could raise suspicions about your involvement. The queen has nothing to do with the revolution. She has to push for reconciliation with the aristocrats in order to rebuild a country that has lost its king and his successor. That is why--"



　At Agos' next words, Gieselotte's eyes widened.



"You have come here today," he said.



"...... You're not going to start a revolution today, are you?"



"Yes. As I told you, everything is ready.



　Agos bows and announces.



"This evening, the leading figures of the aristocracy are scheduled to meet with the king in secret at the royal palace. They are trying to force the king to abdicate. Of course, the king will not accept it. It's a farce based on the premise that the meeting will fail.



I didn't hear you.



We are doing this so that the King will not be aware of our intentions. Please understand. We have told the heavy hitters that the revolution will take place after the negotiations have broken down, but in fact it will begin in the middle of the revolution.



　There, the king and his aristocratic overlords are rounded up and buried.



"In addition, they will cause simultaneous uprisings in the institute and in various parts of the royal capital. In addition, we will send a detachment to secure Professor Ruseyaner and abduct him.



How do we deal with the Black Warrior?



"If he comes out, it will be in connection with Lord Semphis. In other words, he will be around Harte Semphis, who attends the institute. We have confirmed that he is attending the institute today. Apart from securing the professor, we will send a disposable (・・・・) unit to attack him.



"That'll buy us some time. But what if he shows up at the palace or somewhere else?"



No problem. The first priority will be to eliminate the king as soon as the revolution begins. You won't be able to get there in time if you sense something is wrong in the palace.



　So," Agos snapped his fingers.



"The queen will make herself at home here."



　An attendant brought a bottle of wine and placed it on a low table.

　Her white hair, brown skin, and red eyes are still foreign to me.



"You may go there when you feel the commotion in the capital, but please do not be in a hurry.



"So I should just act like I'm dealing with a spur-of-the-moment situation?"



"Yes. If you evacuate the residents, the Black Warrior will not think that the queen is involved. Now, if you will excuse me.



　Bowing deeply, Agos left the room with his attendants.



　



　

　They leave the luxury inn and enter a back alley.

　The white-haired maidens lead the way. Agos calls out to her from behind.



"Thank you very much for your help just now, Mr. Mercumenes. I almost told the queen about it by accident. Now is not the time to get your hopes up..."



Good. If you understand."



　The maid of honor--Mercumenes--replies bluntly, without looking back. She stopped when there was no longer any sign of life, and turned her red eyes on Agos.



I am leaving the capital as planned. The rest is in your hands.



"Yes, sir. I am sorry that I have been acting the part of a lady-in-waiting for so long.



That's all right. It was difficult for a girl like me to get around in aristocratic society. You have done well.






Thank you for your kind words. May I have your attention, Mr. Mercumenes?



Forgive me. If you have a problem, tell me.



　Agos straightens his posture and asks.



"If the Black Warrior or whatever he is appears..."



"Kill him. We don't need them."



　Mercumenes told him, his expression unchanged.



"But when it comes to manipulating ancient magic, the ability to do so is rare. A person who has returned from a demon tribe, or a demon tribe. Either way, it could be of use.



"I will allow you to use the lower species, whether human or demon. So is using them. But I will not overlook it if a lowly species handles the ancient magic that is the work of the gods. Not if we find them. Find them and kill them."



"So what if he's one of our own?



"Even if there were, what do you mean?　If he is a demon, then he has a different motive from the beginning, since he has not contacted the cult that bears the name of Lucifira, the demon god. It can only be an obstacle to our long-cherished dream of the resurrection of the Demon God.



　Agos bowed his head deeply, his red eyes glaring at me.



"I beg your pardon. I am ashamed of my own imprudence."



"Good. You are not a pureblood born of a demon god like me. You haven't been human (・・・・・) for very long. It will take time to wipe away the egoism that lives in human flesh and blood. We must abandon our individuality and devote ourselves to the demigod. Be diligent in repainting your thoughts.



"...... will keep that in mind."



"I'm counting on you."



　On the back of Mercumenes sprouted huge wings like bats.



　With a single flap, he flapped his wings. The girl's body floated over the tall buildings by itself. No fuss. The magical effect of the wings is to switch the consciousness of others so that she appears to be nothing more than a bird.



　Without looking down, Mercumenes disappears behind the building.



（Hmmm. (Hmph... A puppet with a big mouth...)



　Agos inwardly grumbled.

　Her power is comparable to that of the former Demon Lord. Individually, she outshines Agos. But Agos dismisses her as nothing more than a puppet created to revive the Demon God.



（I am different. (I am different. I am a being who lived as a human and was elevated from a human by the power of the Demon God.)



　He believed that his flexible thinking and actions based on it would be more useful to the demigods than a genuine demon who can only follow orders.



　He intends to replace her when he surpasses her in ability and the resurrection of the demi-god is accomplished.



"For now, I will be used. First, let's celebrate the demon god's resurrection with the blood of the residents of King's Landing. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!



　Agos walks away with a loud laugh.



　The time of the revolution was just around the corner.