150 – Took. Took. Took!
“You guys can continue the mission right away. The barrier has been broken.”
A letter that was quietly hidden inside an envelope sealed in a barrier.
A letter that no one could have imagined would be able to see it today.
The letter was delivered to Raya while still in Dugan’s hand.
Raya looked at the letter.
The letter, which said that two wizards with the best qualities on the continent could only see it after sticking together for 15 days was surprisingly normal.
Of course, even the contents were not ordinary.
It was a letter from a warlock, and it may or may not have been written with the blood of a creature, but Raya immediately recognized that the letter was written by a warlock.
“Rommer Gore-“
The characters that make up the letters were characteristic of the Roman alphabet that ruled the southern part of the ancient continent.
Rommer Gore was a character used only by the Black Roots in the empire.
If it was the same as before, Raya would have been relieved to think that it was proof that the barrier was broken.
“What happened?”
Now, Raya asked while feeling anxious.
“Didn’t you say it would take 15 days?”
If, with the help of a humble ronin called by Mageon, the time required to destroy the barrier was shortened to about 10 days?
Raya would have shown the utmost courtesy to the filthy ronin.
But it was 10 minutes.
It was a problem that Dugan and Meloin, who had the continent’s best expertise in black magic, insisted it would take 15 days to solve.
Solve such a problem in 10 minutes?
“I think something went wrong- could you check if there is anything wrong with the letter?”
It was a situation that could not be explained by saying that things worked out smoothly.
It made more sense to see things get weird.
In the first place, Raya didn’t understand why she asked to check if there was anything wrong with the letter.
It was none other than the two of them who concluded that Meloin and Dugan had to stick together for 15 days in order to break the barrier.
How can those two people accept it so simply when it is a situation that even non-Koreans themselves cannot accept?
“Did you not hear me? Number 13.”
Then, Meloin urged, holding onto her Magen’s arm once more.
‘Is that a meloin?’
Raya knew what kind of person he was because he had met Meloin several times.
Cold-blooded, as if frozen once again.
-That guy is the kind of guy who will look at the person he loves the most with an expressionless face even if he stabs him in the back.
It was Raya’s evaluation of Meloin.
He was fidgeting with Mageon while he was restless.
“Ah, that’s how it happened.”
Raya finally understood the situation.
That ronin ruined the barrier.
Dugan said that the barrier was broken and that the mission could be continued.
It was said in the sense of ‘You guys brought it on yourself, so you should take responsibility’.
And the reason Meloin ended up like that-
Maybe it was because he felt that Nangin had insulted him and his teacher, Dugan?
That was Raya’s conclusion.
Raya stood up from her seat and put her hand on the scabbard sheathed around her waist.
“Magan. I guess this is our mistake. Let’s fix it. Guys, where can I go to see them?”
“Yes!? Mr. Raya, why are you doing this all of a sudden!?”
“Why? He ruined everything. Ha, Mr… You are talking like a group. It’s my fault for trusting only your words and trusting those dubious bastards. My throat is flying for the sin of trusting someone like you. Meloin. We’ll be responsible for finding him and killing him, so calm down.”
“Don’t be stupid #6.”
“… ?”
As soon as Liya decided to find her ronin and pay for her crimes, her melodrama turned towards her.
“What is it? What else are you complaining about? Then, what shall we do?”
Raja and Magan asked for help from Meloin and Dugan, but questioned the abilities of the two and called in a collaborator that had not been previously negotiated and made a mistake.
No matter how rude Meloin was, she wouldn’t tolerate it. As Raya, she had no choice but to fold into Meloin.
Her head hurt and her stomach hurt.
I can’t believe this unlucky guy is in a situation where he has to crawl.
It was all because of the ‘certain group’ or something, Magan infected himself with vainglory.
It was the time Raya was trying to resent Margun.
“That person-… “
Have you finally regained your composure?
After Meloin straightened her disheveled appearance with the power of her cleanz magic and deep breaths, she opened her mouth.
“Treat him- respectfully. Please tell me politely that I invited him formally.”
“… What?”
To treat that quack with respect? In the name of Meloin?
Raya looked at him with a face wondering what he ate wrong.
‘Is he telling me to trick him into becoming a colonel in front of him?’
I thought that for a moment and thought he was a petty and nerdy guy.
Now, Meloin’s look is more like a restless look, feeling excitement and anxiety at the same time, rather than an angry look from being insulted.
“Crew 6. I’m saying it again because I think there’s something wrong-“
At that time, Dugan, who had barely regained his sanity, spoke.
“The barrier has been broken. What Meloin and I confirmed. Wrong. Completely, leaving no room for doubt. So don’t worry, we’ll vouch for that.”
Dugan looked somewhat haggard as he spoke. Is it the feeling that you are barely controlling the despair and shock?
“… Does that make sense?”
Raya finally fully understood the situation. Then she, who had maintained her composure even when she judged her own predicament to be perplexed, was in her shock.
It was an extremely complex barrier created by a monster warlock in the realm of superhumans.
In Paraden, even the wizards in the realm of superhumans gave up after judging that they would not be able to solve it within the given time.
Dugan and Meloin, the continent’s foremost black magic experts, determined that it would take 15 days.
To destroy such a barrier in 10 minutes, not a week or a day?
The moment I saw it right away?
“Impossible… But you woke up.”
Dugan laughed at the devastation that seemed to leak his soul.
It was a moment when the pride of a man who had never doubted that he was a pioneer was broken.
It was an unfamiliar look to Raya, like an excited Meloin.
The person Raya remembered was Dugan, who did not openly ignore those less magically knowledgeable than himself, but unconsciously treated them as if they were savages or preschoolers.
To think Dugan was so lethargic in matters related to magical knowledge.
“I want to face him. If the meeting is successful, I will make a worthy case.”
Meloin has almost regained her usual cold and cold appearance.
If anything else, it’s that she can be seen restless because of her impatience.
“Heh heh… oh my god. What the hell is this all about?”
Raya looked at her Magan with her bewildered face.
“Magan. Who the hell did you bring?”
“… ”
Margan gave a meaningful smile.
‘Crazy. Is this real?’
Inwardly, he said he didn’t know what to do.
How could I have imagined that?
I can’t believe that the ugly ronin brought by Ceylon is the one who turns Dugan and Meloin, the pioneers of the great black magic, into nothingness.
Margun looked around her.
Formidable figures that even he, a member of Paraden, had to give up, were watching him.
Raya, a high-ranking member of Paraden.
Dugan Elosis, a genius professor at Ain Academy’s Ministry of Magic.
Especially.
Seorisum melodrama Hanahan.
All of this was thanks to a creature with abilities outside of that standard.
And, it was supposed that the genie received Magan’s request and cooperated.
Margan recalled the moment when Meloin ignored them, doubted them, and threatened them.
“Well, I’ll try asking them for their opinions. I can’t guarantee it, so don’t expect too much. Just ‘just remember.'”
While remembering, I pulled her as hard as I could to Meloin.
“… “
Meloin’s expression distorted.
Mar Gunn let out a scream of joy at her exhilaration.
‘That bastard, what kind of magic did he use!?’
How could a Ceylon guy bring such a big man from a certain group?
‘There-‘
– Paraden’s 13th member. I am glad to be able to help you this time, he said.
How did you get those words to come out of the mouth of a ronin?
‘He? Who is he Besides, ‘this time again’-.’
This was the first time that Magan received help from a ‘some group’.
‘No way… ?’
It reminds me of the lie Ceylon told Raya to impress Magan.
The lie that Magan conveyed the information received from ‘a certain group’ to Ceylon and helped subjugate Harasin, the direct line master of the Hound.
If that lie turns out to be true, surely Magan has been helped by a “Certain group” Again.
That is. Ceylon made the lie true.
How could that be possible?
There is only one answer.
‘It was Ceylon… !’
In the first place, Ceylon was the one who delivered the information of a ‘certain group’ to the ‘hunting dog’.
Ceylon belonged to a ‘certain group’.
Suddenly, I remembered his disgraced face.
-I did a good job!?
‘John… me!!! Well done my baby!!! Love!!!’
I couldn’t help but feel so endearing to her face.
Magan felt infinite gratitude for his discerning eye for recognizing the true value of Ceylon from the beginning.
‘Okay now-… ‘
All that remains is-
A group that is much more helpful than expected in opposing Harasin and the Black Root Church.
It was just a matter of contacting a ‘certain group’ and forming an official relationship.
He was confident that Magan would be like that.
They did themselves a favor through Ceylon.
Why?
‘They are interested in me too… ‘
Because he is a member of Paraden.
To show sincerity to Paraden.
Margan was sure she would have a close relationship with them.
Everything was going perfectly, as if some great being had arranged it.
‘If it’s this, I’m a senior member…!’
Margan thought of a brilliant future with them.
“…”
Meloin stared at Margun like that.
***
Margan wanted to go see Ceylon, this lovely guy, and hear the whole story.
But, paradoxically, Ceylon was so competent that he got busy.
The letter that appeared after the barrier was broken contained a lot of information.
According to the information, even at this moment, the warlocks and cultists of the Black Root Church were busy moving to infiltrate Arien and Ain Academy.
Raja and Mageon set out on a mission right after disbanding at the mansion to determine the authenticity of the information and thwart the plans of the Black Root Church.
“Me too… I’m going to go back now.”
After the two of them left, Dugan also left the mansion with a face that showed his complex feelings intact.
The melodrama, Han Han, was left alone in the drawing room.
Took.
Took.
Took.
He was tapping the end of his tabletop repeatedly with the tips of his long fingers.
If a professor or cadet who knew him to some extent saw it, he would be in a situation where he would be shocked.
Since entering Ain Academy, a cold-blooded person who has never been observed showing emotions in front of others, this is what he does when he is under extreme stress.
Knocking on Meloin’s desk is treated like a legend in Ain Academy.
According to cadets’ observations, since Meloin entered the academy and was about to graduate, there have been only three instances where Meloin has exhibited this behavior.
Once, I was on the verge of solving one of the difficult problems registered in the Magic Society.
Once, it was a time when Dugan and I were establishing a formula that would penetrate the entire Dark Magic.
Once, when news came that his mother, Meihen Hanahan, who suffered from an incurable disease, was getting worse.
As is the case, Meloin was feeling the enormous stress of those three situations.
It was because of the conversation that took place before the place was dissolved.
-Margan, could you arrange a place with him again soon? That one You must either recruit Paraden or make connections at least.
-Hmm… Well, let’s try one more time.
– Cub, squeamish. Well, this time you deserve it. f*ck off to your heart’s content when you can wiggle it. Don’t worry, I’ll record all your activities in this report.
– Thank you! Hmm? Meloin What are you saying- Ah, you ‘please’. Of course you don’t remember.
-By the way- Meloin.
-Didn’t you treat the collaborators I invited as some kind of idiotic quack, saying that they didn’t come out of the academy and didn’t belong to the Mage Tower?
-Ah, I’m fine.
-The question is, how did the person concerned feel?
-Objectively, if I told you that I was politely inviting you by your name- I don’t think you would accept it?
-No, it’s not something that can be solved just by staring at it like that.
-Ah, okay. Jeong Then, talk to my informant.
-Actually, this work was carried out by my informant under my direction.
It was because of the last conversation I had with Magan.
-Who is the informant? I bet you will remember that too. Why, that guy who was there when we met then.
-Ceylon-
-It’s okay if that guy doesn’t work, so you know.
Took!
Took!
Took!
The strength in Meloin’s fingers as she tapped the desk grew stronger.