Ch 216
The armor moved to deliver its next attack.
Rocard, as if being chased, resumed controlling the jewel’s energy.
‘This can’t be!’
And he was aghast.
The jewel’s energy, which had been calm until just before, was now emitting a presence so fierce that he couldn’t even contemplate controlling it.
‘Wasn’t it!? I shouldn’t have tried to control the jewel’s energy so rashly!?’
What he thought was the best course of action turned out to be the worst.
Realizing his mistake, Rocard momentarily lost his composure.
The knight in armor did not miss that opening.
Clank!
Its fierce attack began.
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“Ugh…! Ugh…! Ugh…!”
The armor’s attack.
The reason Rocard was initially confused by it was his worry that the dungeon investigation related to the key might be disrupted.
But now.
He was confused by the armor’s attack in a different way.
‘What is this power!’
Golden Divinity.
As a direct disciple of the Golden Star, he was a Master who had already reached the Realm of Mastery in his late 30s.
He was confident in seizing the initiative in most martial prowess situations.
That was why he readily accepted this role, and that was why he readily approached the armor.
However.
Now he was desperately trying to protect himself, overwhelmed by the armor’s martial prowess.
The powerful energy that made up the armor did not tolerate his ‘Object Control’.
Furthermore.
Its solidity easily withstood the fierce hacking of the Golden Blade.
Rocard was currently infiltrating gold into the armor’s interior to somehow suppress its actions—but he was slowly reaching his limit.
That armor was a weapon imbued with an incredibly powerful mystery.
With his current self, he had no way to withstand that weapon.
“…!”
Clack.
Rocard’s body stiffened.
It was because the path of his backward step was blocked by a wall.
“When did━”
So engrossed in the fierce attack, he hadn’t even noticed he’d been driven into a corner against the wall.
Rocard belatedly searched for a new escape route, but it was already too late.
Screech-
The armor, overcoming the gold’s interference, lunged at Rocard.
‘Did they pour in the soul of a Sword Master!?’
With movements so sharp as to evoke that impression in the recipient of the attack.
Escape routes were instantly cut off.
A decisive strike without hesitation was aimed at Rocard.
Thus.
It was the moment Rocard was involuntarily resigned to his fate.
Clang!
A metallic sound erupted right in front of Rocard.
Even though the artifact protecting him had already exhausted its power and disappeared.
Lisir.
His sword parried the armor’s blade.
“…Sword?”
This time, Rocard doubted his eyes, not his ears.
Meanwhile, the armor continued its attack on Lisir without hesitation.
The sword and armor, which had been entwining around Lisir like a snake—
Suddenly lost their momentum.
Click.
The armor knelt on one knee, then collapsed to the ground.
The bond that hadn’t even flinched under Rocard’s Object Control disappeared without a trace.
Helmet. Shoulder armor. Full plate armor. Breastplate.
The pieces of armor were scattered haphazardly on the ground.
The situation was over.
“…”
Ugh.
Ugh.
Ugh.
Rocard’s ragged breathing replaced the suddenly ended commotion.
His gaze showed no sign of leaving the armor.
“Sir Rocard.”
“…!”
Rocard’s body jumped.
He slowly turned his head to look at Lisir.
“Lisir…Sir, what brings you here—”
To Rocard, who spoke absentmindedly, Lisir replied with his characteristic smile.
Was it just his imagination?
Rocard found that kind smile somehow mischievous.
“As Sir Rocard said, I came to help as quickly as possible.”
“…Yes?”
“Sir Rocard said, didn’t you? That you were unsure, so to come help as soon as the situation was resolved. Since Sir Rocard, of all people, showed a weak side, I moved as quickly as possible, even if it meant overdoing it—it seems I did well. I seem to have arrived just in time.”
“…”
Ah.
Rocard sighed softly, remembering the words he had uttered to deceive Lisir.
To think.
That those words would work out like this.
“…”
Relief came in a different form.
Rocard’s face began to flush with humiliation.
In this situation, what supported his precarious pride was one faith, or possibility.
‘Was my key real…!’
The belief that Lisir would not have been where that armor was.
It was the belief that there would have been a far worse enemy.
Meanwhile, Lisir’s gaze turned to the scattered armor.
He picked up the Red Jewel.
“This armor is here as well.”
“…!”
At those words, Rocard’s heart pounded.
“Here as well… Was this armor also at the place Sir Lisir went to?”
“That’s right.”
“But how—”
Could he have come here so quickly?
No.
Could he have come to this place?
Could he have subdued them?
Rocard could only open and close his mouth, unable to utter the words.
To Rocard’s reaction, Lisir nodded.
“I seem to have been lucky.”
“Lucky…?”
“I was able to notice the armor’s weakness relatively quickly.”
“…”
Ah.
So that’s how it was.
Realizing that this whole situation was due to luck, Rocard unknowingly felt relieved.
Having finally regained his composure, he said to Lisir.
“That’s right. On the contrary, I was unlucky.”
“What happened?”
“What I said I discovered wasn’t the armor’s weakness, but its Reverse Scale.”
“Ah.”
“That’s the result. The armor went berserk, and I suffered greatly.”
“My, my.”
“So, what was the armor’s weakness?”
“Do you see this jewel?”
“Yes.”
“This jewel is the armor’s weakness.”
“…?”
“Controlling this jewel’s energy was the way to neutralize the armor.”
Rocard’s eyes shook violently.
“That’s…”
That wasn’t a way to neutralize the armor, but an action that induced its rampage.
Rocard couldn’t finish the sentence.
The jewel in Lisir’s hand.
Because the energy of that jewel, which Rocard had ultimately failed to control, was completely under control.
Lisir placed it on the ground.
And he placed a jewel with a larger and stronger light next to it.
One.
Two—
A total of three.
“I saw on the way that there was a space to store these jewels.”
Lisir extended a hand to Rocard, who was sitting on the ground.
“There were four in total, and it seems they’re all gathered, including Sir Rocard’s.”
Rocard looked up at him indignantly.
Because he superimposed his own deceptive act on Lisir’s current actions.
“…”
But that was only for a moment.
Rocard’s agitated emotions dissipated.
“Let’s go.”
Lisir’s expression. The atmosphere.
He felt no impure intentions from it.
In short.
The deception Rocard saw in his actions was completely unconscious.
Soon.
A weak chuckle escaped Rocard’s lips.
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“So, is my disciple currently engaged in key analysis with this Lisir fellow?”
“Yes, Tower Master.”
An unexpected tension filled the room as they waited for Rocard and Lisir’s return.
An uninvited guest who suddenly flew in from outside the window.
It was due to the unexpected visit of the Yellow Tower Master.
The golden-patterned pigeon looked at the two keys neatly placed on the desk and said subtly,
“Then, it’s a kind of competition.”
Golden Star, Karzen, recalled Lumiere’s affection for Lisir and smiled mischievously.
“Oh dear, Lumiere. I didn’t intend to go this far.”
“…Tower Master, what do you mean—”
The Yellow Mages showed curiosity at that meaningful statement.
And.
The Gray Mages showed concern at that meaningful statement.
Karzen answered, observing the reactions of the Gray Mages, not the Yellow Mages.
“My disciple’s personality is quite twisted, you see. Probably. In this situation, he won’t show mercy and will trample on the other person’s pride, right? In that respect, let me apologize in advance. That friend Lisir. He seems to have quite a reputation within the Tower. Hmm?
The pigeon’s gaze turned to the neatly placed keys.
The jewels embedded in the keys began to emit light.
That intense light enveloped the entire place.
As soon as the light subsided—Rocard and Lisir appeared.
“Rocard.”
“…!”
Rocard shuddered at his Master’s voice.
“Master…! What brings you here—”
“Enough. Just answer my question. How did things go as planned?”
“…”
Rocard looked at Lisir beside him and smiled wryly.
“It went well, but—I couldn’t fulfill my role…”
Look at this.
Karzen sighed ostentatiously.
As far as he knew, there was a set reason for his disciple to say such things.
Deception.
Karzen could easily anticipate what had happened between them.
‘My role… He helped Lisir, but says that help wasn’t enough. Thereby, he’s mocking Lisir’s poor performance.’
Anyway.
He’s impossible.
While thinking that, Karzen observed Lisir’s reaction.
Whatever.
The fact that his disciple was superior to the mage Lumiere cherished was pleasing—
“Hmm?”
The pigeon tilted its head.
Because Lisir’s reaction was too bland considering he had been subjected to Rocard’s terrible deception.
‘What happened?’
Karzen, intending to find out the reason, continued to look at Rocard.
“…Hmm???”
The pigeon kept tilting its head.
He suddenly recalled what Lisir had said about his disciple before.
A humble person.
Because it seemed that Rocard was genuinely ashamed of his shortcomings.
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