HPDBC Chapter 90
Chapter 90
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Chapter 90
“What the hell? This bastard?”
Luna smirked as she watched me staring blankly at the disconnected communication artifact.
“Totally ignored.”
If I hadn’t hidden my wings, they’d be trembling in irritation from the ridicule.
“Shut up. It’s embarrassing.”
I had contacted them with confidence, but I never expected to be shut down like this.
Is this how mages on this continent make dinner plans?
It was so absurd that I wasn’t even angry—just dumbfounded enough to laugh.
“Whatever. If this doesn’t work, I’ll just ask elsewhere.”
It’s not like I was asking for an investment.
I only requested confirmation on the activation of a teleport gate.
It’s something commonly done in areas where teleport gates are discovered.
Of course, it doesn’t happen often, but it’s not impossible either.
From what I’d heard, there was even a case of a teleport gate being found in the wilderness about a decade ago.
The real issue here is that this mage, Gallian—or rather, the Magic Tower of Gaifen—told me to contact them, only to hang up and tell me not to talk nonsense when I actually did.
“...Ha. Hah! Unbelievable.”
“Pfft.”
One of the knights beside me barely held back a laugh but quickly looked down when he noticed my gaze.
It seemed the others were struggling to hold it in, too.
“You think it’s funny?”
“N-no, young master!”
“Yeah? It’s funny, huh?”
I stepped closer to the young knight who had failed to suppress his laughter, leaning in and glaring at him.
His body froze stiff.
“N-no, sir!”
“You shouldn’t be laughing, right? This really isn’t funny, is it?”
Ssshhk...
A blade of aura burst from my hand, leaving a faint but menacing scar on the ground.
“I-I’m sorry!!! Please, spare me, young master!!”
The knight, now pale as a sheet, screamed in terror.
Only then did Luna tug on my arm.
“Stop taking your anger out on him. I remember the frequency.”
I stared at her, and she stared right back.
Now that I looked closer, she seemed to have grown a bit taller.
When I first met her, she was in the upper 140 cm range—barely taller than a very petite adult woman.
But now she seemed to be in the mid-150s.
“That’s strange. Haven’t your growth plates closed?”
“What?”
“You seem taller. You weren’t even 150 cm before.”
The angels I saw at the Hall of Sages were all adults, so I had no way of knowing.
But as far as I knew, I’d never heard of an adult angel growing taller.
At my remark, Luna answered with a slightly bitter expression.
“I am returning to my original form.”
She said she was reverting to her true form, but she didn’t look happy about it.
I didn’t press further.
“I’ll just check the gate’s frequency myself.”
“Yourself? You mean I should go see it in person?”
“I can carry you there.”
At her words, I gave a slight nod.
Before I could even process it, she floated into the air and hooked her arms under my armpits, lifting me up.
“Young master?”
“I’ll be back soon. Keep things in order.”@@@@
“Understood.”
Leaving them behind, Luna and I soared high into the sky.
“How fast can you go?”
“As long as it’s not the Kingdom of Bata, it doesn’t matter.”
“To be precise, as long as it’s not Bekdel territory, where we’d lose money by creating a teleport gate.”
The teleportation gate wasn’t an urgent matter anyway.
* * *
It didn’t take long to obtain the pattern and wavelength of the teleportation gate.
As long as no problems arose, the more routes there were, the more profitable it became for those managing the gates.
Unless there was direct competition, cooperation was inevitable.
Still, the fact that they handed over the information without digging deeper, even though I hadn’t mentioned I created the teleportation gate, felt somewhat careless.
Of course, testing its safety meant I couldn’t use it right away, but in the meantime, I planned to fix various issues.
“A message came from the Gaifen Magic Tower.”
“Ignore it.”
At my response, Misha, the head maid, bowed her head slightly.
“You’re not going to protest?”
“Why would I? They only contacted me as a formality. If someone didn’t pick up on that, they’re just an idiot.”
“That’s...”
“It doesn’t matter, does it?”
Honestly, I wasn’t pleased about it either, but making a fuss would just be tiring.
With nothing more to say, I focused on adjusting the gate.
A lot of materials went into this process, so I spent quite a bit of money, but I didn’t care.
“Hmm... There doesn’t seem to be an issue with activation. Let’s observe it for a while.”
Fortunately, the teleportation gate seemed to be functioning without problems.
But ensuring its safety was a priority, so I decided to leave it activated for now and monitor it.
No sane person would try to use it yet anyway.
For days, I kept it running while maintaining some level of control over the area.
Just as I was contacting Melissa, who had gone to Pascalia to meet a friend—
-Everything okay?
“Yeah. You know the Demon Realm is always quiet.”
Technically, it had become quieter after the enraged security officers turned everything upside down when I distributed the illusion artifacts.
-Actually... I want to give one of your artifacts to my friend as a gift. Is that okay?
“An artifact? Sure. I gave it to you to use as you wish.”
-They were shocked. They kept asking how something like that was possible. I didn’t know how to explain, so I just said you made it.
That was the normal reaction.
Melissa wasn’t a mage, so she probably didn’t even realize how absurd an attempt it was.
“Leon.”
At that moment—
Luna, who had taken a fruit from the personal fridge Melissa had bought her, spoke to me.
That fridge was ridiculously heavy, yet she dragged it around on wheels like it was nothing.
I used aura to enhance my physical strength, but she didn’t have anything like that.
That meant her sheer physical strength was naturally at that level.
“Do you want some fruit juice?”
“Where’s the juice?”
At my question, she pulled out a cup from the side of the fridge, set it down, and then squeezed a pineapple with her bare hands.
...Wow.
I stared at her, dumbfounded.
That pineapple was several times harder than a regular one.
“You washed your hands, right?”
“Do you want to be squeezed instead?”
“Nope, I’ll drink it. Thanks.”
I took a sip of the fresh juice she made.
It tasted good.
-What’s going on?
Melissa, unable to see the situation, was curious.
“She just crushed a red pineapple with her bare hands to make fresh juice.”
-Wow... Just how strong has she gotten?
That was exactly what I was wondering.
I recalled seeing Luna crush a boulder with her bare hands once.
“Anyway, when are you coming back?”
Melissa took a moment before responding.
-Uh... I might be a little later than planned. There’s a banquet, and I might stay until the wedding.”
“You’re not their parent, why—”
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