Chapter 243

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"...Again, those priests won't attack you, and I can't say they're not tough, but you have nothing to worry about."

Lucion looked at the warlocks, including Delos, and said.

[Who the hell is worried about who].

Russell said in passing.

He's got three black orbs, he can't even make the pilgrimage, and he was sick yesterday.

With his fever dropping and rising, he couldn't delay any longer.

-Now we're going on the pilgrimage, are you sure Latta knows what she's doing?

Latta hung at the edge of the shadows, turning her head back to look at Lucion.

[That's right. Lord Lucion couldn't possibly be lying].

Even Hume, who had been looking at Lucion distantly a moment ago, forced his eyes to focus under Bethel's subtle pressure.

So much has happened since meeting Ketlan that Lucion needs to move.

She knew it was unavoidable, but she wished it had been after the pilgrimage.

"For the third time, Mr. Hamel. We are perfectly fine."

Delos smiled.

A smile that had seemed awkward at first, but now felt quite natural.

Delos was more amused by his warlock companion's poking fun at him.

"We've already done you and your organization a great favor by saying that the Emperor of the Empire is protecting us, and I don't even know how to repay you for that, but you continue to look out for us, so I honestly don't know how to react."

"You're already part of the same organization as me. You don't need to bring up the word grace."

Lucion's mask turned blue.

"All I ask is that you come back in one piece and that no one gets hurt."

"And I'm coming with you."

Reinert shrugged and pointed to himself.

The warlocks had gotten to know him since he'd given them names, and there was joy in their eyes when he showed up.

"I have one, too, don't I, Reinert?"

Peter snorted as he walked over.

"Can we leave now?"

Lucion asked, and Peter nodded.

"Yes, it's almost time."

Peter turned to the warlocks.

"Don't worry, Mr. Krahn has been very vocal about staying away from the priests, or Quite will slit the throats of those who break their promise."

It was Ketlan's will that the priests' heads be cut.

Before the High Priestess, Ketlan formally recognized the organization as the Empire's first and foremost ally.

In case any of the priests resented the fact that they were traveling with a warlock and spreading the light, Ketlan formally authorized them to kill them.

"I apologize for not being able to board the ship with you."

Lucion apologized as he watched the warlocks suddenly tense at the mention of departure.

If he went to the Sea of Death, he feared that the Corruption would follow.

He couldn't go with them, even if he wanted to, because that would only put them all in danger.

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