Ch 212
I knew.
As a wizard, there is nothing more foolish than judging superiority based on material wealth or mundane power.
The Golden Magician.
There was no need to pay attention to their persistent and vulgar showboating.
But why?
Was it because of the comparison to his magnificent golden cape?
The Grey Magician felt his grey cape unusually faded today.
Their incessant boasting was vulgar, but clearly effective.
Enough to illuminate the dust covering every aspect of the Grey Magicians’ lives.
Enough to make the Grey Magician feel inferior and doubtful about what he had taken for granted.
The Golden Magician looked at the Grey Magician and smiled his characteristic sinister smile.
The Grey Magician showed signs of discomfort, but did not show it outwardly.
“Speaking of which, this time━”
“…!”
The Grey Magician was shocked beyond displeasure.
If that’s what they regret, what are they if they can’t even conduct such research?
Ultimately, the Grey Magician’s pride and self-esteem transformed into doubt.
『Master Parojan has left the Grey Tower.』
『Student Malei has left the Grey Tower.』
『Student Horen has left the Grey Tower.』
『Base value is decreasing.』
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『Title: What the heck is this Grey Tower quest copy???』
Content: Can we keep catching and killing these guys?
-: ???
-: Was there a quest to keep catching and killing the Grey Tower guys?
-: What quest is it?
-『Author』: First, there’s this showoff brat named Rocard.
-: No way ㅋㅋ Was Showoff-ham appearing there?
-: Why didn’t this event pop up for me?
-: I think it’s an event that pops up if it’s the Bondales base.
-: Oh.
-: But what kind of event is it that kills your own base tower wizards ㅋㅋㅋ
-: （A raccoon looking wistfully out the window emoticon） Base: What kind of place is Bondales?
-: But,
As far as I know, that quest doesn’t have that kind of content?
-: ?
-: Then what is this guy doing?
-『Author』: No
If you send guys to negotiate with the Yellow Tower guys,
the quest doesn’t progress,
and it keeps popping up that the wizards have deserted the tower, so
I killed those deserters first,
wasn’t that how it was supposed to be done?
-: Where is there a guy who kills people first, you f ing @#$%^&
-: Excuse me, did you understand the base designation as something like a ‘seat’?
-: Ah, did you just lick your fingers to kill yourself?
-『Author』: No, s
The quest doesn’t progress,
and every time I send a mission, they keep deserting,
so I thought I had to catch them.
-: That
If the development level is low, then
-『Author』: Development level?
-: If you send Grey Tower guys to negotiate, the Yellow Tower guys show off,
and if the development level is low, they get irritated by the show off and desert.
-『Author』: Ugh
Then what should I do?
Should I raise the development level now?
-: The required development level is so f ing unreasonable,
just don’t send negotiations and let the Yellow Tower guys do what they want.
Then the event will happen and the quest will progress.
-: Rocard < This guy's ability is really showoff-level, but he's a guy who enjoys showing off, for real.
It’s a natural disaster level.
-『Author』: Then should I try killing that guy Rocard?
-: Isn’t this guy a real natural disaster?
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“Wh-what did you just say?”
“Yes?”
“Di-did you say there will be good results next time?”
Lisir’s reaction to the statement that he had only barely gained the interest of a High-Rank Spirit.
Rocard was dumbfounded and unconsciously shook his head.
High-Rank Spirit.
Having lived for countless years, they possessed profound mysteries and energy, and were like a vision to wizards.
Countless wizards would gladly endure any price if they could only encounter and experience their existence.
Yet.
Only a very small number of wizards had ever made contact with a High-Rank Spirit.
Spirits loved the pure energy of nature as it is-
and High-Rank Spirits were beings who had this tendency to the extreme.
Even among elves, who are basically loved by spirits, only a few with noble bloodlines could make contact with High-Rank Spirits.
So how much more so for humans.
Cases of humans, individuals or groups, making contact with High-Rank Spirits were rare, even when expanding the scope to the entire history of the continent.
But.
To express sincere pity for himself, who claims to have achieved such a feat?
“Is there a better result than gaining the interest of a High-Rank Spirit?”
Rocard said, somewhat excitedly.
Lisir, somewhat flustered by Rocard’s reaction, said,
“Wasn’t the original goal to establish an equal relationship with that High-Rank Spirit…?”
“…”
Rocard was speechless.
It was as Lisir said.
Rocard himself said that the results of his research fell far short of the initial goal.
Therefore.
Judging only by the flow of the conversation, Lisir’s response was quite reasonable.
Yes.
Judging only by the flow of the conversation, that is.
Lisir’s reaction could only come from completely ignoring the content of the conversation.
At least, that’s how Rocard saw it.
“…Ha!”
Soon, Rocard smiled wryly.
He thought.
He’d been dealt a blow.
He considered Lisir’s brazen attitude a response to his “deception”.
‘What a terrible fellow. Unlike his innocent appearance.’
Rocard was both disgusted and impressed by Lisir’s appearance.
While inwardly feeling a terrible inferiority complex about the Yellow Tower’s amazing achievements, he outwardly maintained such a brazen composure.
Indeed, his ruthlessness was simply appalling.
However.
That’s all.
“That’s right. As Sir Lisir said, our tower’s initial goal was to form an equal relationship with a High-Rank Spirit. In that sense! Sir Lisir’s pity, consolation! I will gladly accept it!”
Rocard did not lose his composure. Rather, he showed it even more blatantly.
Because he knew that no matter how much the other side struggled, nothing would change.
“A tower that serves as a pillar for scholars pursuing mysteries should not be swayed by such trivial matters! Shouldn’t it!?”
Once again, his words contained the virtue of humbling himself to further humble the other party.
The meaning of his words was as follows:
-As you say. The results of this research are nothing to our Yellow Tower. But what about your Grey Tower? Weren’t you the kind of group that would be swayed by such trivial matters?
Rocard glanced at Dray.
Was it because it was the group his younger sister belonged to?
Since he seemed to be attached to the Grey Tower, it wouldn’t be strange for him to intervene in the current situation.
Especially in the current situation where the Grey Tower wizards are being blatantly manipulated by deception.
“…”
“…?”
Rocard frowned after checking Dray’s reaction.
For some reason-
Dray was looking at him and grinning happily.
Followed by Lisir’s reaction.
“There’s no reason to be so pessimistic, is there?”
Lisir smiled wryly, as if troubled.
Rocard, taking it as “a look of difficulty maintaining composure,” finally had a satisfied smile on his face.
“Haha, what do you mean? I haven’t been pessimistic? There’s no reason to be, is there? As Sir Lisir said. It’s an extremely trivial matter.”
“Is that so? Then that’s fortunate.”
They continued to move their feet without stopping while talking, and soon arrived at their destination.
“Where is this?”
Lisir, who had been following Dray, showed his bewilderment.
He thought they would naturally head to Halona’s office, where Klana’s barrier was located, to discuss matters related to Klana’s condition-
But what was this.
The place they arrived at was a luxurious room with a large bed.
A woman with dark blue bobbed hair.
Klana was lying on the bed.
“You’ve come.”
Halona, who had been watching the murderer beside the bed, greeted them.
Lisir recalled what Halona had said before.
That the murderer’s body would not be able to leave the barrier until the resurrection ritual was complete.
Now. The murderer’s body was outside the barrier, resting on the bed.
That means-
“Ms. Halona. Could it be━”
“…”
Halona, with her usual weary expression, managed a very confident smile.
“Yes. It’s finished well. Now all that’s left is to check the condition of the subject after they’ve rested and regained consciousness.”
“…Huh.”
Lisir chuckled in bewilderment.
‘That Klana has actually been revived…’
Also.
I hope she doesn’t suddenly develop a taste for blood and start killing people after being revived?
Lisir approached Klana with such playful thoughts.
A slight worry appeared on his excited face.
“…Her condition isn’t very good, is it?”
“Yes. Her overall energy is greatly depleted. Should I say it’s fortunate? At least for a while, what some people fear won’t happen.”
It meant that the murderer wouldn’t go on a rampage before her condition recovered.
Lisir smiled wryly at the spicy joke.
“Is this natural?”
“That’s right. Originally, she had to shoulder all sorts of problems and obstacles. The fact that it ended up like this is entirely thanks to the amazing item you prepared. And also━ her incredible mental strength played a part.”
“Mental strength? Are you talking about Klana? I mean, the original Klana?”
“Yes. She made quite a few sacrifices for her ‘new self’.”
“Could it be… that the original Klana is gone?”
New self.
Lisir felt his heart sink at that meaningful tone.
For fear that Klana might have disappeared, leaving behind only a new self.
“No. That’s not the case. The original her, the new her━ both remain properly within her.”
Phew.
Lisir breathed a sigh of relief.
Halona continued.
“The key is how they coexist… Well, we’ll have to see when she wakes up. So. For now, there’s no need to worry. Just focus on her recovery, and that’s entirely up to that woman.”
“Then, is there nothing I can do?”
“What you can do… Ah.”
Elixir.
Halona mentioned the word, recalling the high-grade elixir that Lisir had previously given her, as if it were a fatigue tonic.
“Certainly, borrowing the power of the elixir would greatly aid her recovery.”
“Elixir…”
That was the moment Lisir muttered.
“Sir Lisir.”
“Hmm?”
Rocard once again caught Lisir’s attention.
Rocard didn’t understand the details of the conversation.
However.
In the midst of it all, one thing was clear.
The moment the treasure called the elixir was mentioned, Lisir was greatly flustered.
Treasures like elixirs were not items that an individual could casually possess and use.
So Rocard said.
“If you don’t mind, shall I offer you the elixir I have? It might be embarrassing to call it an elixir…”
Night White Lotus.
Rocard subtly mentioned the core ingredient of the elixir.
The truth revealed by this was ‘I can casually procure even intermediate elixirs’.
Rocard, having once again performed his “deception”, watched Lisir’s reaction.
“…Thank you very much for your offer, but I’ll just accept your kind thoughts.”
Rocard was smiling contentedly inside.
Lisir.
Shock finally appeared on the face of that ruthless man.
“Tell me anytime if you change your mind.”
That reaction.
Rocard thought he was shocked by his authority to casually procure elixirs, and happily said.
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“Oh dear, Lisir. I wanted to talk to you about that matter, but━ I’m sorry. I’ve been called by Master Yerika, so I think I’ll have to postpone it until another time. It was a short meeting, but it was enjoyable.”
Afterwards.
Rocard had a close conversation with Master Yerika who had visited the room, and then hurriedly left.
“Lisir. When this woman regains consciousness later, I’ll contact you again.”
“Understood. Thank you.”
“Ah, Dray. You stay here for a moment and talk to me.”
Lisir gave them space to talk.
Master Didoa was waiting in the hallway.
“I feel like I came to help but didn’t do anything.”
“No. The Yellow Tower’s discussion with the dungeon discoverer broke down because of Lisir’s influence.”
“Dungeon… discoverer?”
“First, let’s go back. I’ll tell you while reporting to the Tower Master.”
“Understood.”
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“Oh, Lumiere? That’s━”
At the time Lisir returned to the tower with Master Didoa.
Lumiere was having a conversation with an uninvited guest who had suddenly visited.
It was a pigeon with a gorgeous golden pattern.
“Oh, you came just in time.”
The pigeon spotted Didoa and Lisir and said.
“You there. Didoa, was it? Surely, you’re on your way back from meeting my disciple?”
“Disciple…?”
Didoa whispered to Lisir, who couldn’t grasp the clue.
“The Yellow Tower Lord. That man you just met, Rocard, was the Yellow Tower Lord’s disciple.”
“…Ah!”
Lisir was surprised.
‘The Tower Lord’s direct disciple!?’
I never imagined that ‘such a person’ would be such a big shot?
“Lumiere. I told you. My disciple will be too much for you to handle. How about it. Shall we hear your opinions?”
The Tower Lord knew his disciple’s personality all too well.
His merciless deception.
By now, the self-esteem of those two pitiful young mages must be in tatters.
“How did you feel meeting my proud disciple, Rocard?”
The pigeon said to Lisir in a voice tinged with mockery.
Lumiere and Demier watched their reactions with anxious gazes.
“Rocard…”
Lisir recalled his meeting with him.
His humble demeanor as he readily downplayed his achievements.
His modest demeanor as he readily shared what little he had.
“He was very humble and modest.”
Rocard’s master, the Golden Star, thought.
‘Did he send someone else?’
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