Mission No.2 Tower of Seal (02)
“You don’t want to go to the tower, do you?”
Ebalt, with a cold expression, pulled his chin in tight and rolled his eyes from side to side.
“Ta, what is the top? I hate high places, so I can’t go there. Yeah, how can you climb up high? Then, when it falls off, it becomes blood and flesh, and that’s it.”
“… Do you hate heights?”
Ewald started to whistle, which he couldn’t even blow.
“No tower!”
“Hey, this friend. I’m not saying I’m going to the tower, I’m saying I’m going to Lake Vonstanz. It’s called the Demon Lord investigation. Doesn’t the justification live?”
“Give me a day.”
Ewald twitched his fingers and smiled with a chinless expression.
“No, one day is not enough to investigate. Take some pictures of the bottom of the lake too, huh? You need a week to explore the surroundings. Is not it?”
Kasper let out a long sigh.
“… You mean to go to the tower.”
“Okay, or just give me a week off. That should be enough.”
At the obvious remark, Kasper showed his teeth and growled.
“Will you give it to me?”
“Ah-oh! Okay! Let’s go! What is that, isn’t it?”
Ebalt, who revealed his true colors, eventually confessed his plan.
“Closed! No!”
A look of astonishment appeared on Ewald’s face.
“Why are you there?”
“Because it is dangerous!”
“Good!”
How are you? Is it okay because it’s dangerous? Kasper started banging on the desk with an irritated face.
“Hey, man who is crazy about this adventure, do you know how many times you died in the tower after being locked in a dungeon?”
“… That’s why I said before that you just need to issue tickets or licenses. Wouldn’t that be pretty lucrative?”
“Hey, are you crazy?”
All the sophistry is coming out. He judged that it was an irrational number even by his own eyes, so Balt took a step back and began persuading.
“Hey, Casper. Listen carefully.”
“I hate to hear it. How much trouble did you have to close it down, and you’re going to reopen it?”
“Hey, then I’ll seal it again when I leave and come out. Is that okay?”
“What are you going to do while you’re inside? Are you going to take responsibility if a monster emerges from the underground?”
“Hmm…”
I haven’t been able to count that far. Ewald thought for a moment, then struck his palm with his fist.
“Ah!”
“… Ah?”
“You can hit it from the roof and come down.”
“Hey, you crazy bastard!”
He was fed up Kasper didn’t have the strength to get angry any longer, so he leaned back in his chair and sighed.
But for some reason he soon created a confident smile on his face.
Weird.
“But.”
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It’s really strange.
“Now you have to go…”
A smile flashed over Kasper, which turned into something like a sneer.
“Okay, allow it. Come on Try digging a garden dungeon in the tower. Can it be a week?”
“Yeah, that’s okay.”
“Okay. Do as you will. Go. Report properly.”
“Affection… You mean?”
“All right, all right. Come on If you don’t have enough time, a month or so is fine.”
But that expression is not the expression of a change of heart. It is a confident face as if to try it somewhere. Ewald nodded his head at his strange feeling and turned back.
“Uh, that, yes.”
As Ebalt, who had a strange expression on his face, moved away from the emperor’s office, a woman walked out from behind a pillar that was invisible from Ebalt’s position.
She was a noble lady well past her middle-aged appearance full of nobility in old-fashioned clothes.
“Your majesty.”
“Oh, was there?”
“There was.”
Could it be that you are now in your 50s? With her benevolent face, she looked for a long time in the direction where Ebalt had disappeared before opening her mouth to Kasper.
“Are you Ewald’s brother?”
“… How many other people besides him are going to give a damn about me.”
“Poof.”
A childlike laugh escaped from the lady.
“Ah, that’s right.”
“It’s really hard to get older and lose your temper.”
“Is that so?”
As soon as the emperor finished speaking, the lady drew a smile full of benevolence.
“I was fine, I mean.”
“… Ma’am?”
“It was very nice to see His Majesty when she was in the prime of her youth. Wasn’t it the same way she used to talk to her friends when she was little?”
Middle-aged smile. Behind that deep smile full of composure and consideration, it was a smile that somehow contained even s*xiness.
“You were really cool back then, weren’t you?”
Kasper felt her heart pounding.
“Hello, madam…”
And Kasper gave a smirk and a sinister smile.
“Would you like to see our youngest?”
“Shut up. Before it burns out.”
Blowing: [Noun] The act of burning out the balls of an animal.
* * *
Ewald maintained a dazed expression until the moment he entered the mansion for entertaining guests taken away from the emperor. Despite the greetings of his unit members asking if he had a good trip, he replied casually and headed to the living room.
Marcus, who had been waiting to hear what the emperor had to say, asked the first question.
“Did you get permission?”
“Uh, yes…”
“You got permission?”
“Uh? Huh…”
“… Hey, are you okay? Is your expression rotten?”
“Uh, yes… ?”
“… The taste is gone.”
“Hey, Marcus.”
Ebalt, with a thoughtful expression on his face, tilted his head.
“Talk.”
“You know Zendwig Toum, right?”
“Sendwig? Of course you know.”
Marcus nodded his head. Then, for a moment, Marcus’ hardened face twisted violently.
“Wait, sleep. No, you son of a b*tch! No way!”
“Uh, yes…”
“Did you mean to go to Zendwig Thum when you went to Lake Pontstanz?”
“Uh… With both sides.”
Marcus exploded.
“Hey, have you turned? Why do you want to crawl in there?”
“I left something behind…”
“Leave it! Do what you lost! I can’t go there!”
“I know. Said it was closed? Why did you do that?”
Marcus, who had a plump face of anger, began spitting and vomiting.
“It was closed because it was dangerous. Why would it be closed! One party per quarter must die! Isn’t it strange to leave it alone!”
“Take the troops and just push…”
Ewald stopped him and stroked his chin again.
“Then it wouldn’t be much fun. Then there’s no need to go any further…”
“… You are truly insane.”
“It’s not crazy, if you start closing down the dungeons one by one like that, there’s nothing for adventurers to do. The empire was created by adventurers, so shouldn’t we block the development of adventurers in advance?”
“It’s a pretty good logic, but it was closed because it wasn’t just dangerous even if it was dangerous. They said they were cursed there.”
“Curse?”
Curiosity flooded Ewald’s blank face.
“My friend, explain!”
“… Hi, human.”
* * *
According to Marcus’ explanation, there were two reasons for closing the Zendwig Thum, or Zendwig’s Tower.
The first, of course, is the question of risk.
However, upon hearing the second reason, Ewald frowned.
“A political problem?”
“Politics, politics.”
Ewald quietly waited for Marcus to speak.
“Isn’t politics a conflict between cause and cause, between money and money?”
“Continue.”
“Sendwig Thum was closed because of money politics.”
Ewald slightly frowned.
“Money? What does Zendwig Toum have to do with money?”
“There are those strange monsters in Zentwig Tuam, aren’t they? Guys who make jewels when they die. What did he say?”
“A monster that spawns a Jade after death?”
“Yes, yes, that. Those who drop magic jewels when they die.”
After all, he is also an adventure lover, and at the same time, he is Ebalt, a walking monster encyclopedia. But Ewald frowned.
“Ugh, I thought that was gross.”
“The demand for those magic jewels is huge.”
“That is?”
Ewald was fed up.
“Oh, hey, I hate it even if you give it away for free. It’s a monster’s corpse, what kind of jewel is that?”
“Well, wouldn’t wearing fur be a similar concept?”
“… Different from that The fur doesn’t move, but the Magic Gem sometimes wriggles. That’s all the demons want. Are you saying that a cursed thing is a magic gem? Sometimes when I put it by my bedside, I can hear the sound of monsters. Just like ‘kao oh, kao oh’. We didn’t put the letter ‘ma’ in front of jewelry for nothing. If you make a mistake, you will be cursed and die.”
“… There has been no such case yet. It’s selling out in huge numbers in the market. The supply can’t keep up.”
“Ah, I don’t know if it’s pretty. The jewels are just much prettier.”
“Well, isn’t it personal preference? Trends must also play a part.”
“Everything is fashionable. Anyway, so why was the tower closed? The magic jewel income must have been good, right?”
“That was the problem.”
Ewald looked at Marcus with a puzzled face.
“Magic jewels are selling well, but the place where the magic jewels were produced did something wrong.”
“Collecting Magic Gems… Should I say There were several sword fights to secure the stock.”
This. Ewald wrung his face all at once.
“… It’s a good thing.”
“Isn’t it like that when it comes to money problems?”
“Then did you shut it down because you were afraid people would die?”
Marcus shook his head.
“No. They shut it down because of a monopoly.”
“Monopoly?”
His head hurts more and more. Why is the reason for the closure so complicated?
“It wasn’t even lobbying for Congress. A senator-level aristocrat was also assassinated. In the meantime, one of the upper ranks came up and did all sorts of dirty things.”
“Ah, then you just have to dig the top, why are you closing the Aman Tower and making a fuss?”
“It was an overkill. I was trying to domesticate monsters.”
In an instant, the astonishment was erased from Ewald’s face.
“… What did you do with what?”
“Domesticization. Made a farm. In the basement of the tower. Monster Farm.”
“You’re crazy.”
“If it had been that far, it would have been fine, but monsters are uncontrollable.”
“Of course.”
“The monster has escaped. Same with other monsters. Most of what was in the tower probably popped out.”
Ewald had to let out a deep sigh.
“… I’ll be thrilled damage? It wouldn’t have been a joke.”
“Several villages nearby were massacred. I hurriedly sent in troops to block it, but it was already a mess. The guild was blown up in mid-air, and several nobles who were involved in the lobby were publicly executed, and it wasn’t really a fuss.”
“Anyway, his money.”
“After that, there were several merchants who tried to do magic jewel business, but the same thing happened again. I didn’t create a monster farm, but I did my best to win the business right.”
Is that why Kasper’s expression rotted when he talked about admission tickets or licenses? Feeling apologetic for nothing, Ewald scratched his head.
“So I was worried that it would become more noisy inside, so I blocked it altogether. Are you talking about this?”
“Yes. But that’s for cosmetic reasons.”
Marcus drew closer to Ebalt, lowering his deliberate voice.
“Only you know.”
“What?”
“The magic jewel business is in charge of the imperial family.”
“… These crazy things.”
An absurd smile appeared on Ewald’s face.
“They are raising monsters deep in the mountains. The imperial family is managing it. I don’t even know where it is.”
“… If that’s the case, then you just raise them in the tower. Why did you go all the way to that mountain valley?”
“Because I have eyes to see. They officially shut it down and created a new distribution channel.”
“… That’s corruption, not politics.”
“It’s not cheating. It was just a nice show.”
Ewald showed this.
“You’re doing well, Casper bastard.”
“Well, it’s not necessarily the emperor’s fault because the emperor didn’t arrange the matter himself.”
“It’s okay. I hate to hear it.”
Dirty talk. Ewald clicked his tongue a few times with a bitter expression.
“Anyway, that’s what it’s about.”
“Yes.”
“But why did Kasper allow me to go to the tower?”
Marcus made a surprised expression at the unexpected words.
“You gave me permission? Really?”
Ewald scratched his head.
“I heard you can go to the tower or dig a dungeon, whatever you want? What should I go to now… He spoke like that.”
Now you have to go
Ewald should go now.
The moment he heard that, a smile came to Marcus’ face.
“Aha, aha, that’s right. It was.”
It’s a face that’s complaining somewhere.
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“… Hey, what do you know?”
“What, let’s go.”
“… Hey, what’s wrong with you?”
“If you go now, will you be able to enter something?”
“Don’t say the same thing as Kasper!”
The smile on Marcus’ face grew thicker.
“Go. When you come, buy a present or something.”
“… Die, really.”
After clearing his throat once, Marcus nodded as if he understood and opened his mouth.
“You can’t enter the tower, so don’t work in vain and just go somewhere else. You can’t go in there. Never.”
“Why? Why can’t I go in?”
“Because of the barrier.”
Ewald, with an absurd face, lifted one cheek and smiled.
“You are talking like a barrier. Kasper allowed it too, but do you think my temper won’t break it? There’s nothing wrong with magic power. If it’s George, breaking is the barrier. Do you know how many barriers I have broken?”
However, despite Ewald’s boastful words, Marcus just laughs.
“That’s a barrier to return to magic.”
“… What do you mean, that?”
“It’s a barrier created by the Priests’ main axis. It is a barrier made with divine power.”
Ewald’s brow furrowed.
“What?”
“That said, divine power alone won’t work. They are mixed.”
Unable to remember how many times he made this ridiculous expression, Ewald just started growling.
“What mix? Mana and divine power?”
“I don’t know much about magic or divine law, so that’s all I know.”
“It mixes everything up, crazy stuff. You made the barrier like that?”
“It is. I don’t know.”
After uttering four profanities, Ewald folded his arms and leaned back in his chair. But for some reason, grumbling was making Marcus happy.
“Give up. I don’t know what you left behind, just forget it. It’s comfortable to think that I donated.”
“… How much does it cost? Do you donate?”
“I don’t know.”
“Ah, I’ll turn. Divine power?”
Balt was immersed in thought while moving his legs.
“Magic and divine power…”
Ewald pondered Marcus’ words for a long time,
“Magic and divine power… Magic and divine power.”
He drew conclusions.
“Then you will need a priest.”
“Yes. Need a priest…”
Marcus’ words stopped. A very foreboding feeling ran through Marcus’ brain.
“… Look, Ewald. I’m just saying this just in case, but you’re not the kind of reckless person I’m worried about, are you?”
“That’s right.”
“Hey, Ewald!”
“Where is the priesthood? Can I just go to the temple?”
Eventually, Marcus exploded.
“Hey, you crazy human!”