The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 651: Chapter 58: Invisible Enemies All Around You!_2

"Don’t worry, with me, Telly, here, even if Jason really is a straight as an arrow, I can still help you straighten him out!”

"Um, no, not straighten him out.”

"It should be… It should be

"Never mind what it is, just leave it to me.”

Telly thought for a long time but couldn’t come up with a suitable phrase, so she simply skipped to the conclusion.

"Thank you, Telly.”

Kemi turned her head to look at Telly, who was hugging her arm, and her tension melted away, along with the remaining unease that had evaporated.@@novelbin@@

"We are sisters!”

"But

A hint of hesitation appeared on Kemi’s face.

She wanted to tell Telly about the sudden barking and meowing sounds she had heard, and the sense of unease that came with it, but she didn’t know how to start.

"What’s up?”

"Are you okay, Kemi?”

Telly, with her sharp perception, noticed Kemi’s hesitation.

Moreover, she recognized an odd emotion hidden within that hesitation.

She was all too familiar with it.

When she had escaped that ‘hellish’ place, her face would often show such emotions as well.

Instinctively, Telly raised her hand to Kemi’s back and began to gently rub it.

"I had a hallucination earlier!”

"Just when I was mustering up the courage to tell all, I heard the howling of cats and dogs in my ears, along with a sense of unease, like someone was holding a knife to my throat, and if I moved forward, my neck would be slit.” Ꞧ𝙖𐌽ŏ𝐛Ëŝ

Comforted by Telly, Kemi confided in her best friend.

"Are you just too nervous?”

"Or

As she spoke, Telly mime the words ‘power from the Mystical Side.’

"I’m worried about that too, it makes me think of a curse.”

As she spoke, Kemi seemed to snap back to reality. She immediately stood up and walked outside, telling Telly as she went, “I’m going to let Jason know what just happened, I’m afraid he might be in danger.”

"Don’t go!”

Telly quickly stopped Kemi.

Looking into Kemi’s puzzled eyes, Telly said seriously, “We have no idea what’s going on, and we don’t know whether blurting everything out might bring about even worse consequences, because you don’t know how this mechanism works, and whether telling Jason might make it more dangerous, even, that might just be how it operates.”

Hearing Telly’s words, Kemi promptly nodded her head.

The two of them knew very little about the ‘Mystical Side.’

Only its power and strangeness were known to them.

So, being overly cautious was never too much.

"If we can’t tell Jason directly, then we

Kemi said, turning to her best friend.

Just then, Telly also turned her gaze to Kemi.

A name came to both of their minds at that moment.

The next moment, they spoke in unison—

"Delbon!”

…

Achoo! Achoo!

At the Toni’s Restaurant, in the kitchen.

Delbon, who was washing dishes, sneezed twice.

"Tonio, I think I’ve caught a cold.”

"Can we switch the cold water to hot water?”

"Even though it’s not winter yet, dipping my hands in cold water for a long time makes me feel like I can’t control them anymore.”

Delbon looked pitifully at Tonio, who was busy preparing food.

"Hot water costs extra.”

"Because, using an electric water heater or charcoal means extra expenses for me.”

"So, if you use it, your dishwashing term gets extended by another month!”

Tonio, scooping up a lobster from the tank, spoke without turning his head.

"A demon, huh?”

"You must be a demon!”

"A vile capitalist!”

Delbon muttered under his breath.

"No, I’m a benevolent capitalist.”

"At least, I’m not charging you for the cold water you’re using now.”

With that, Tonio’s words momentarily stunned Delbon.

The member of ‘Clock Tower’ stationed at ‘Ground Reconnaissance Bureau’ pondered for two seconds, then resumed washing dishes obediently, head bowed.

After all, he had been at fault.

It was nothing but dishwashing, after all.

What’s there to fear!

But…

The water is so cold!

Delbon screamed inwardly.

However, it was of no help.

Moreover, the scent of detergent began to pervasively spread throughout his body without him realizing it.

…

Translation was harder than he had imagined.

It wasn’t that the Dufol Language had become complex; Jason, who had reached Proficiency Level in Dufol Language, didn’t find any generic Dufol Language complex. The difficulty lay in how to translate Dufol Language into a common language that was easy to understand, and then relay that to John, Brian, and McCaul.

This stumped Jason.

You see, some of the vocabulary in Dufol Language was inherently untranslatable—it was what it was.

Impossible to describe with more words.

Or rather, to describe it with words would lead to deviations.

And on the Mystical Side, any slight deviation could lead to irreversible, serious consequences.

"What should I do?”

Jason couldn’t help but scratch his head.

Although he was a writer, the task of precisely translating Dufol Language into common language was still quite challenging.

After pondering for a moment, Jason eventually decided to put this problem aside for now and began to focus more intently on the notes in his hand.

Leviah’s notes could generally be divided into two parts.

Swordsmanship and Dharma Seal.

Neither was superior to the other, nor more important; they complemented each other.

The swordsmanship consisted of single-handed swords and dual-wielding single-handed swords.

What surprised Jason the most was Leviah’s emphasis on the “Silver Sword” in the notes, paired with specially concocted sword oil, which could kill most creatures very effectively.

Regrettably, the formula for the sword oil wasn’t included in these notes.

"So that’s why Leviah called it ‘partly advanced’?”

Jason muttered to himself.

Undoubtedly, learning the formula for the sword oil would naturally require contacting those Masters at Silver’s Glory.

And this would create a deeper bond between the learner and Silver’s Glory.

Similarly, this was also a choice.

To stop here or to continue further.

Jason wasn’t adverse to this.

He firmly believed that there are rewards only after contributions!

Pies falling from the sky?

That doesn’t exist.

That would only be a trap.

Then, after continuing to peruse the section on the Silver Sword, Jason gained a deeper understanding of Silver’s Glory.

Although there were no detailed explanations in the notes, the “silver” of Silver’s Glory must come from these silver swords wielded by those who self-proclaimed as Hunters.

And why did they call themselves Hunters?

Because they regarded those creatures as prey.

Of course, most of the creatures nowadays were legal.

They had become part of them.

They were members of the Golden Wind.

"Perhaps this is also a reason for the ‘decline’ of Silver’s Glory?”

Jason speculated, his gaze continuing to rest on the notes in his hand.

The notes, although lacking detailed instructions on sword oil, had very clear designs for the Silver Sword.

On the following page, there appeared a diagram of the Silver Sword.

Long handle, wide cross-guard, the blade not too thick, but with a pronounced and straight spine.

Jason, observing this diagram, couldn’t help but nod in approval.

Even from just a drawing, one could discern the sharpness of the sword.

And with his exceptional Talent for swordsmanship, Jason knew this sword must excel in slashing—the kind of move where you grip the hilt with both hands, raise the sword above the head, and bring it down in a straight 180-degree slash.

Next, Jason’s guess was confirmed.

In the subsequent swordsmanship section, such a move was described as a powerful attacking technique.

Indeed, my Talent in swordsmanship is formidable!

Pleased with discovering this technique, Jason nodded in satisfaction and continued to flip through the notes.

Whirr, whirr-whirr.

Under the lamplight, Leviah’s notebook in his hands, the pages flipped one after another.

The sound of the pages turning became the only noise in the room.

Soon, he finished perusing the swordsmanship section and turned to the Seal Imprint part.

Previously he had only glanced briefly, but now, examining it closely, Jason’s brow suddenly rose.

"Hmm?”