The Distinguished Mr. Rose Chapter 85: Chapter 84: The Second of the Great Evils: Ears of Envy

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Chapter 84: The Second of the Great Evils: Ears of Envy Lucius glanced toward his fellows. The noise was deafening; he could barely hear himself think. All throughout the castle, players and Frankishmen gripped their heads in pain. Surprisingly, however, none appeared to have been bewitched by the Evil’s madness. They trembled and shook, teeth grinding in struggle, but their eyes were clear, unclouded. It would seem the expedition members had been subjected to the demons’ influence so often that they finally developed a bit of resistance to it. Marco didn’t even need to set himself on fire this time! Good for him. The others were in similar states, but nonetheless the danger remained. There before them was another of the Great Evils; and unlike before, this one wasn’t newly born. It had full control over its vile power. >[EMERGENCY QUEST!]< You have succeeded in holding out against the demonic wave and cleared the forest of its infestation. However, one last foe still awaits. The Ears of Envy has been drawn to the fragment in your Order’s possession. If you do not stop it now, then everything you’ve accomplished will have been for naught. Success: 1500 Cosmic Coins, a Weapon Enhancement Card, and greatly increased reputation with the Frankish Empire Failure: Death The thing waited eerily ahead. It moved its misshapen, lumpy ears as if to look around the castle, and then it turned back to face its prey. There was a peculiar malice in the way it presented itself. The other Evils Lucius had encountered were tormented souls; they abhorred their bodies and cried out in constant, agonizing pain. The Ears were similar in a way, but that misery was overpowered by something much more fierce — spite. It despised the living. It hated every single person within view. Watching them now, how they shook and wrestled to remain in control, the Ears couldn’t help but squirm in delight. This was a creature that took full pleasure in its task, for only when all were more miserable than it could the demon find some semblance of comfort. “You do not even realize how blessed you are. A happy life, a normal life, those sickening smiles untainted by filth... I envy your ignorance. If only this world could know my suffering. If only all were as broken as me.” Lucius waltzed over to Sir Renaud, who had been clutching his ears in an attempt to block the noise, and tried to communicate with him using gestures and hand signs. If words could not be spoken, then they would just have to utilize other means. The gentleman was also capable of reading lips so he had no trouble interpreting him. Renaud didn’t quite understand all of his motions, but the overall meaning was conveyed: They needed to organize themselves. Fortunately, they didn’t have to expend manpower on subduing the bewitched. Even without a Peer adept in combat, with these numbers they should surely be capable of slaying the wicked thing. Renaud rallied the others and had them form ranks. The Ears was oddly docile almost as if goading them to attack. It didn’t sit well with the Peer to follow along with its ploy, but there was no other choice. He raised his hand and motioned the priest to cast their spells. But when they raised their staves and attempted to call upon the Lord, nothing came. They opened their mouths and uttered naught but silence. No one could hear them, not even their God. Just as they began to look amongst each other, confused, the static in Lucius’s ears disappeared. It was quiet, so much so that he actually found the experience to be quite relaxing. But that would soon change as a faint sound entered his eardrums. It came from the right, yet the gentleman saw nothing when he turned around. It constantly swerved along with him. It bellowed and grew louder, and louder, until it felt as if it was right next to him. That sound was of a train’s horn. Lucius had scarcely a second to react before a whimsical cartoon train suddenly manifested by his side and rushed forward. He managed