Iron Blooded Hound

[Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh]

This must be an ephebo, hanging from the ceiling with an unpleasant gasping sound.

One of the four dogs that serve as Guilty's servants, along with Geront, Pedo, and Hebe.

Vikir quickly scanned Ephebo's entire body.

"He's fully recovered; he's a true demon."

Everything seems intact—no broken bones, no torn flesh, no exploding organs.

But Vikir was an experienced dog used to fighting demons, so he didn't really care.

Vikir prepared for battle and calmly began planning his next move.

But Dolores was not among them.

"Eh, Ephebo-san, why are you here...?"

She was stunned; her thoughts were momentarily paralyzed.

Why is the Endurgentia family's guardian knight looking like this in this place and at this time?

And.

``If you keep getting bruised like this, you'll die.''

Vikir advised calmly.

Fake doctor!

Saying this, Efebo, who had fallen from the ceiling, raised the sledgehammer he was holding and struck Vikir with it.

``You really have muscles.''

Vikir stumbled backwards, and Dolores wrapped herself around his waist.

The demon sword, Beelzebub, trembled.

Quobadis's dull technique would overtax his power in a direct confrontation.

Vikir jumped up and retreated into the hallway.

There is no need to worry about the terrain in the monster labyrinth and the ever-expanding corridors.

Vikir placed Dolores on the ground.

"This is all I need to pack. I can't take it anymore."

Dolores tried to say something, but Vikiel really didn't have time.

...pull it!

Ephebo crawled to the ground.

[Crispy! Crunch!]

The joints of its body were twisted in a grotesque manner, making it even more grotesque than when we first met.

His arms were as thick as tree trunks and dragged on the ground longer than his legs, and his legs, which had two or three more joints than a normal human leg, were oddly bent.

It looked like the devil.

Dolores' eyes turned cold when she saw him.

Although he is a member of the old order, he was once an ally and a member of the same Quobadis.

However, what was in front of him was definitely a devil.

"Why is there a devil here?"

"It's not a devil; it's Ephebo-sama."

"Or rather, why is Ephebo-sama being demonized...?" He said, Are you saying that he was a devil?"

Dolores stared at the person in front of him in confusion and disbelief.

A man who was a knight of the Quovadis family became a guardian knight of the Indulgentia family.

Although I never saw his real face because he always wore a mask, I had a good impression of him as a man who carried out any difficult task with integrity.

"What the hell is going on with my family?"

Dolores was confused, but now was not the time to investigate.

...BOOM!

Nighthound's sword and Ephebo's hammer clashed again.

Hmm!

Shock waves penetrated the ceiling, walls, and floor.

Steel beams embedded in walls bent like candy bars, and water overflowed from burst water pipes.

Dolores gasped at the powerful aura emitted by Ephebo.

graduates. This is the highest level of graduates.

Was Lord Ephebo really that strong?

But something even more amazing happened.

It was the blood-colored aura of a nighthound.

...squeak!

Vikir radiated a thick, liquid, almost solid aura from the tip of his magical sword, Beelzebub.

When he used it, it was like wielding a giant greatsword.

Crackling! Crackle! Click!

Efebo's black aura was torn apart by Vikir's red aura.

It was like iron and lime colliding.

Baskerville, 7th grade.

Upper incisors, central incisors, lateral incisors, and molars.

And lower wisdom teeth, premolars, and molars.

A total of 7 teeth fell on the black bag monster, Ephebo.

...Pull, thud, thud, thud!

The dog's teeth pierced the flesh, cutting, tearing, tearing, and even crushing the bones inside.

This murderous sword technique is designed for murder, and its only purpose is to inflict suffering on its enemies.

A legendary sword technique that exists only among Baskerville's 10th graders and is not even mentioned in literature.

Even the senior members of the Baskerville family would not recognize Vikir's current swordsmanship as Baskerville.

Is that the reason? Dolores looked at Vikiel and became even more confused.

``You're... stronger than the last time I saw you, aren't you?''

``I continue to raid branches of the Quobadis family.''

``What, what! ``Why do you do that casually?

Vikir snatched the ephebo from right in front of him.

[Moaning...Shrugging...]

Ephebo was covered in teeth and staggered around, but he stood without falling.

For a normal person, or even a normal graduate, this serious injury would have been fatal.

...Press! ...press!

Blood as black as asphalt spurted out of Ephebo's torn body.

asked Dolores, not fully understanding.

``Why does this happen in my house?''

``What would you do if I was asked to do housework?'' You must have always been plundering branches! ?"

But Dolores couldn't answer that question. There were more pressing matters.

Added.

Ephebo started doing something unpleasant.

The black energy emanating from his entire body became a chain that wrapped around Vikir.

"What trouble..."

Vikir realized that Efebo's intention was to stall.

Pot!

Vikir stepped to the bottom of the water and stretched out Beelzebub's aura as much as he could.

That would be the final blow.

but.

Dawn.

Efebo swung the giant hammer several times, then picked it up and threw it.

The hammer bent like a sore thumb and flew toward Vikir.

With a black chain wrapped around his body, Vikir was forced to block the blow with his body.

But.

"The light of my life, the flame of my life, my sin, my soul. I will sever the unclean bonds!"

The holy spell from Dolores' mouth wraps around Vikiel's entire body. I broke the chains that were holding me back.

Paaat~.

Buff. And please heal.

The demonic weakness that strained Vikir's body disappeared, and he regained his nighthound agility.

Jaws! Phew!

Vikir stepped on the flying hammer and jumped again.

He used his momentum as a spring to swing Beelzebub sideways.

A red crescent moon was floating next to it.

... Phew!

Ephebo lost his head for just a moment.

Bikir smashed his seventh tooth into the top of Ephebo's head, then used his remaining six teeth to tear at the flesh, sinew, and bone of Ephebo's neck.

Clang!

Ephebo's body fell to the bottom of the water. The hammer remained embedded in the wall, but it still stood.

It was as if time had stopped, even though no water was coming out of the pipes.

Tree

Vikir dropped Ephebo's head to the ground, but it was still attached to Beelzebub's head.

``He's been completely decapitated, so even the demons won't be able to do anything about it.''

Vikir pulls his head away from his body in case he regrows in some strange way. I stamped my foot hard. Moreover.

Because there was an incident in the past where Seth was able to escape with just his head.

Then Dolores said in a trembling voice:

``I don't know what's going on. I thought the only family problems were conflicts between the Old Order faction and the New Order faction, but what on earth is hidden behind that? ?"

Vikil shook his head.

"I don't know. All I know is that the head of the Indulgentia family is actually a demon. That's on the demon lord level, too."

Dolores widened her eyes at those words. I shed tears.

She asked stammeringly.

``Oh, is that true? Can you say for sure?''

``Can you say?''

Vikir pointed to Ephebo's body, then to his head.

Even at this moment, Ephebo's body was pulsating with black blood, struggling to regenerate.

Dolores finally recognized Nighthound's words.

pairs.

The divine white light emanating from her body completely destroyed Ephebo's immune system.

In the end, Ephebo sank completely, missing even her last chance to regenerate.

Vikir looked at it and thought.

"Is it more useful than I thought?"

The demon's unusual regenerative ability has always been a problem for Vikiel.

But with Dolores by your side, it might be a different story.

Meanwhile, Dolores seemed worried and asked Vikir again.

``If there's a demon lurking behind the old order... then there shouldn't be any problems with the new order, right?''

``Were any of the branches you've attacked so far part of it?'' A new order?''

``...As far as I know, there is no one.''

``Then you have your answer.''

Vikiel did a good job of sorting out Dolores' confusion.

All Dolores could do was stare at Vikir's back as he led the way.

Then Vikir saw Ephebo's head lying on the ground.

If you look closely, it's a black leather bag that looks like a hood attached to the inside of a gas mask.

It also seemed to be some kind of artifact, as it radiated a faint magical aura.

I've thought about this before, but I had a feeling it might be a Beelzebub-like artifact, some kind of "OOPArt.".

I was also very curious about the face under the black bag mask.

Dolores was also very curious, as she had seen with her own eyes how Efebo used the Quobadi family's blunt techniques.

``Who the heck is Quobadis?''

``You can tell by the look on his face.''

Vikir held out his hand.

With a clanking sound, the black bag that was wrapped around Ephebo's face was pulled away.

Both Vikir and Dolores stared in horror.

"...!?"

Ephebo's naked face was clearly someone the two of them knew.

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