âDonât be ridiculous! If there was a solution like that, why did you come here instead of searching for the statues around the city?â
âBecause we didnât know how much progress you made with the ritual. How can we be so easygoing when the ritual could happen today? Also, the situation is different now.â
Zich pointed at the book that the Deputy Mayor was holding.
âSince the catalyst is in a state like that, you wonât be able to do the ritual right away. Of course, we wouldnât be able to buy much timeâprobably not even a couple of days, but so what? If we find even one statue in that time, the game is over. If we destroy a statue, your power will diminish, and the ritual will get pushed off again. Then, we can use that extra time to continue to find more statues.â
âCapture them!â
As if Zich had hit the bullâs eye, the Deputy Mayor ordered all the waiting undead to come forward and opened up his book. But Zich was faster.
âThen letâs see each other later!â
Crash!
As he swung his sword, a huge hole formed on the buildingâs wall. Then, Zich wrapped his arm around Lubellaâs waist and jumped out of the hole. Indeed, the Deputy Mayor must have thought that it would be dangerous to show a scene where a great deal of undead poured out of the Mayorâs house, so none of the undead followed them.
âIt's too risky to show the saint candidate fighting the undead.â
The Deputy Mayor had falsely charged Lubella for summoning the undead and didnât want to provide the evidence that she was actually an opposing force.
âI am going to use this situation to make a greater case against Lubella.â
Bump!
Zich softly landed on the ground, but he wasnât completely safe. In front of him, surprised guards had seen Zich and Lubella suddenly jump out of the building.
âWhat?â
âAn intruder?â
âItâs Lubella! The Witch, Lubella!â
âThe Witch came to attack again!â
The guards found Lubella, and their eyes turned hostile.
âWell, look at what will happen.â
With this, Lubellaâs false charge would worsen, and news that Zich was her companion would spread far and wide.
âWe will be falsely charged with assassinating the Mayor now too. Actually, is it not a false charge? Itâs true that I killed him.â
If he thought like that, it could have been better if he hadnât killed the Mayor. But Zich quickly threw that thought away. At that time, the Mayor was the same as a tool. He was remodeled to handle the book called the âKeyâ better than anyone else.
âBefore my regression, those Bellid guys used this tactic a lot. If the Mayor was alive, the situation would have worsened.â
Holding Lubella like some luggage, Zich said, âYou became famous, Lady Lubella. They are welcoming you as the Witch as soon as they see you.â
âWho is the man with the Witch?â
âI donât know! He is probably the Witchâs underling or something like that! Donât let him out!â
âWhat? The Witchâs underling? Underling? If Iâm being particular, I am the Demon Lord, which is even higher than a witch,â Zich grumbled while fixing his grip on his sword.
âM-Mr. Zich! They donât know anythingâŠ!â
âI know, Lady.â
If it were a dangerous situation, Zich wouldnât have bothered to answer, but he was facing trained, ordinary soldiers at most. There was no need to kill them. He slid his sword back into its sheath and lifted his sword in its sheathed form.
âPlease tolerate it if I break some of your bones.â
Then, he ran towards the guards running at him.
The guardsâ long poles aimed for him, but Zich smoothly moved between the poles and escaped. Then, as a spear passed by their faces, Lubella let out a small scream.
Crack! Crack!
âAh!â
âUrgh!â
One fell with every strike. Their arms, legs, or armor broke while their bones were smashed under Zichâs hands. The guards in front of them fell to the ground instantly, and a huge opening appeared between them. Without hesitation, Zich ran.
His new shoes shone under the sunlight. Other soldiers joined, but Zich and Lubella had already gone over the wall and disappeared.
* * *
The city was in a mess. The Deputy Mayor was dead, and Lubella, who had tried to curse the city, even succeeded in assassinating the Mayor. As expected, the cityâs economy froze even more. The next in line after the Mayor and the Deputy Mayor took the now-empty leadership role, but it wasnât as same as when the Mayor was still alive. People began to fear that their cityâs autonomy would be taken away, and they cursed the Witch and her newly discovered companion.
And what the two, receiving all the insults from the cityâs residents were doing wasâŠ
âYeah, it came out well.â
Zich came out from the cover of the night and stared at the wanted poster of him that was posted next to Lubellaâs. Unlike Lubellaâs, the drawing of him was a rough outline that lacked in many ways and failed to identify specific characteristics.
âEven this sloppy drawing canât hide my handsomeness. I have to say that my face is quite fine to look at.â Zich swiped his face exaggeratedly and chuckled.
âIt seems like Iâm right, seeing how they drew me. Although the guards couldnât have seen me properly, that Deputy Mayor saw my face.â
Even if he was pretending to be dead, the Deputy Mayor should have had the influence to place a more accurate drawing of Zichâs face on the wanted poster. But if the wanted poster was made this poorly, it could mean that the Deputy Mayor hadnât intervened in its making process at all.
Zich suddenly felt a firelight and the sound of armor clanking from afar.
âWhoops! Since I am wanted, I should quickly hide. This reminds me of the old days.â
Before Zich regressed and earned his powers, he had lived hiding most of the time. While reminiscing, Zich skillfully escaped from the guards and moved. He escaped into the inner-city houses for the poor; the worn-out buildings there looked like they were about to crumble at any moment, and a foul stench seeped out of the area.
Zich knocked on the door. As promised, he knocked four times in a row, rested, knocked two more times, and rested again before he knocked five times.
Creak!
The door opened like a frail old man, swallowing back his feeble groans and breaking the deafening silence.
âCome in,â Lubella said while searching Zich's surroundings in case a person had trailed Zich. As soon as Zich came in, the door closed.
âYou have become a true criminal now, Lady.â
âYes, I am thinking about changing careers,â Lubella responded while taking Zichâs luggage. What happened in the past couple of weeks had been so heavy that Lubellaâs personality seemed to have grown more relaxed. Lubella searched through the luggage Zich had brought. There were food ingredients inside.
âWhere did you get all of this?â
âI borrowed them.â
Zich shrugged. He said he borrowed it, but of course, Lubella couldnât simply accept that.
âYou stole them.â
âWell, I canât make a fair deal right now.â
âThatâs true.â
Lubella knew that in their situation, it couldnât be helped. But it didnât change the fact that her heart felt heavy.
âDonât make a face like that. I didnât steal.â
âReally?â
Zich handed her a slip of paper. On it, names of places, their locations, and items were written all over the page.
âThese are the places where I got the items from. When this is all over, we can just pay them all back at once. In short, itâs like a creditânot stealing.â
ââŠTo make a credit, donât you need the ownerâs agreement?â
âWe canât only live by the rules. What about giving them twice the price of the items as an apology?â
Zich winked. Lubella laughed despondently and nodded.
âI am going to write off the credits as a business expense. Is that fine with you?â
âI will be grateful if you do that.â
Zich and Lubella dropped the food items on the rusty table. Although the table looked dirty, since they were in an abandoned house in the slums, they were grateful that there was furniture.
While chewing the hard bread, they talked.
âWe are going to look for Belluâs stone statues now, right?â
âYes, we have to.â
âIs there a method to find them?â
Even if they searched all around the city, Porti was large. On top of that, both of them were wanted and couldnât move freely.
âYes, there is a method. Letâs go to the slums first. Itâs easier to move there than other places, and I already have a place in mind.â
âSounds good.â
Lubella followed Zichâs suggestion.
âBy the way, what happened to the man named Hans? You didnât just forgetâŠ?â
âThat guy already left the city some time ago. I ordered him to do something.â
âThank goodness.â
Lubella felt relieved since she worried that the Deputy Mayor might have captured Hans. If he left the city, Hans would at least be safer than them. So, the two finished their meal in silence and prepared for the near future.
* * *
âHey, hasnât it been a while?â
Zich brought Lubella to a small open area. Three people were standing in a reeking area piled with waste and trash. As if he was meeting a familiar acquaintance, Zich waved his hands at the three men and approached them.
The three men turned around and scowled as if they all had a bad temper. However, that lasted for only a moment. When they recognized Zich, they became startled.
âShit! Run!â
âWait, wait! I have something to ask you.â
Without much difficulty, Zich stopped the three from escaping. Lubella checked the men as they hung their heads down lowâthey lined up neatly in front of Zich and Lubella tilted her head.
âWhy? Do you recognize them?â Zich asked.
âYes, I feel like I have seen them before.â
âItâs when Lady Lubella first met me. These guys were with me when we beat that shopkeeper up.â
âAh!â
Lubella thought they looked familiar; they were the thugs she saw in her shocking reunion with Zich. When the three men saw Lubella, their faces filled with dread.
âT-the Witch!â
âI knew it! Heâs the Witchâs underling!â
âHuh? Who is the underling?â
All three thugs simultaneously cowered back. But among the three, one glared at Zich and Lubella like he wanted to kill them. He looked like a young man who recently passed his adolescence.
âWhat are you here for?â
âWhatâs troubling you, buddy? We bonded while beating up a person in a back alleyway together.â
It wasnât a bonding to brag over, but Lubella held her tongue at Zichâs shamelessness. The thugs also hung their mouths wide open, but Zich simply placed his arms around the young man.
âI have something I am curious about. Think you can cooperate with us? We will reward you very well.â
Zich took out a pouch full of money from his pockets. Zich had money; it was just that he couldnât strike a deal with people personally in his current situation. Of course, collecting credit was another type of conversation. Besides, after all of this was over, Karuwiman would pay him back for his losses.
âI shouldnât try to save money in a place like this.â
Zich thought it was best to encourage them to use their heads on their own free will. Of course, if money didnât work, Zich thought he wouldnât hesitate to use his fists. The three thugs stared at the pouch full of money. The coins that shone brightly inside the pouch made them dizzy. However, their answer wasnât satisfactory.
ââŠNo.â
âDonât be like that and think about it one more time. Itâs not a big deal. Isnât there anyone who suddenly fell ill or died? Like someone who has suddenly lost their vitality?â
The thugsâ expressions stiffened, and Zichâs eyes sparkled.
âYou guys know something, right?â
âWe donât know!â
âIt will be better for you guys to just take this money and tell us. I donât intend to let you guys off now that I know you know something. And, because of our situation, I also intend to use whatever means and methods possible. Donât you think itâs better to take the money rather than go through a lot of pain anyways?â
Zich put pressure on the arm that he had placed on the top of the young manâs shoulders.
âUgh!â
The young man groaned, but in the end, he didnât open his mouth. So, Zichâs eyes became crueler. He was thinking of all kinds of torture methodsâ
Drop!
Lubella kneeled in front of the young man. The slumsâ dirty ground dirtied her dress, but she didnât seem to mind. Everyoneâs eyes widened at the sight.
âI beg you.â She pleaded, âThis is not for our personal gain. I know you wonât be able to believe us easily, but this city is in great danger right now. At worst, this city could become the city of the dead. Even now, the undead are roaming around the city, but a more terrifyingââ
âDonât make me laugh! This is all because of you guys!â the young man shouted.
âI am just telling you beforehand, but we have no relations with those skeleton bastards. Canât you believe these pure-looking eyes?â
Zich tried to open his eyes as wide as he could and tried to make an innocent face, but it wasnât very effective.
âYou expect me to believe you with just that! If it werenât for you guys, my younger brother wouldnât haveâŠ!â
âHuh? Your younger brother?â
The young man closed his mouth with an expression that seemed to say, âOops!â But Zich had already gotten the information he needed.
âOh, so the person we are looking for is your younger brother.â
The young manâs face froze.