207 – 198.The Other World is Spicy-1
Breaking the momentum of one of the Archmages.
If you ask me if it was thrilling, it wasn’t.
On the contrary, I was deeply reflecting. Because I acted emotionally and lost Chuck with the magic development team.
The plan to make a good impression on the Arch Mages and give them a chance to face the mage lord had to be abandoned early on.
“From now on, I really have no choice but to steadily build up results.”
The Magic Tower Master creates an opportunity to face him with impressive results.
Other than that, there was no other way.
After finding a new strategy, I went back to the lab.
I opened the subspace while leaning on the chair in the director’s office that arrived today.
I read the parchment that Sestia gave me until I got sick of it.
This time, it was time to listen to the experiences of a person who worked at the Mage Tower for 10 years.
A messenger of the Mage Tower who was turned into a specter by Hades while leaving for the western desert.
I summoned him from another place to get information.
“I am honored to have called you, Most High.”
“Sorry to call you while you are at work. Can I ask you a few questions?”
“Of course. Ask me anything.”
“Can I know what the master of the Magic Tower does on a daily basis?”
“Unfortunately, I don’t think I can tell you that.”
“Why?”
“Because of the magic imprint on my head. Concerned about leaking secrets, a countermeasure for the Master of the Magic Tower is coming.”
The specter pulled back his bangs, revealing a pattern combining a sword and shield.
I personally proved that it was not a lie.
“Didn’t those marks usually disappear when you became undead?”
“If the imprint disappears, I will inform the owner of the mage tower of my death. My master wanted me to remain as a spy, so he vomited the spirit of making me immortal, leaving my imprint intact.”
To unlock the imprint and obtain information, you must lose a useful informant.
Furthermore, if the fact that the messenger has died is known, the Tower Master will organize a new messenger and make the messenger’s protection more solid.
No matter how much I thought about it, it was much better to keep the imprint.
“Okay. Then, if the question is not related to the owner of the mage tower, can you tell me?”
“It is difficult to answer questions about the location of the magic sword or confidential document made by the Master of the Magic Tower. I think I can answer any other questions.”
“Okay. Unfortunately, I have to tell you all the other information.”
I knew the general information roughly through the parchment of Sestia.
However, the vivid information of the field workers included a small but unexpectedly important part.
In particular, the reliability was indispensable.
“Thank you. Thanks to you, I got a lot of useful information.”
“It is amazing that I, a lowly person, have been of help.”
I got detailed information about the Archmage and the organization they are in charge of.
I got a sense of how to attack when I was in a relationship with them.
If there are remaining problems, how will you compete with them?
I had to come up with a research topic that would catch the eye of the Magic Tower Master, but I couldn’t come up with it.
“I beg you urgently. There is a story I haven’t told you yet.”
“What is it?”
“There is an alley on the outskirts of the central market in Pale, and if you go into it, there is a black market.”
“By the way?”
“Around 6:00 p.M., There is a rumor that you witnessed a mage lord wandering around the black market.”
“Hmm? Wasn’t it impossible to divulge information about the owner of the Mage Tower because of the engraving?”
“This is not a problem because I have not seen and confirmed it. Rumors, not solid information, do not fall under the category of secrecy designated by the imprint.”
“It’s a restriction that is weaker than it looks.”
“I know that no magic is omnipotent.”
“That’s right.”
As with the compatibility between elements, there were countermeasures for all magic.
As for the magic imprint, there was a loophole that it was okay to disclose unless it was clear information.
Thanks to this, even if it’s not an official route, you might not know if you’ll come face to face with the lord of the mage tower, but you might also get a clue to decide the research topic.
‘It’s a black market… ….’
From the name, I had a hunch that there might be a mysterious object that I didn’t know about.
It wasn’t long before 6 o’clock, so it seemed necessary to prepare and go out.
“Good information, thank you! And I’m sorry, please suffer a little more!”
“This is an embarrassing message. It was an honor to be able to meet you. Call me whenever you need me.”
“Yes.”
As I reverse summoned the specter, I jumped up from my seat.
You may not be able to meet the lord of the mage tower today.
But even if it takes a few days, if you go to the black market steadily, you might encounter him.
I will find you until the end.
***
Pale’s black market.
It was a secret marketplace where items not allowed in the Mage Tower or acts that were violated secretly came and went.
Originally, it had to be rooted out by the Pale Legal Authority and the Security Guard.
Still, the reason why this place was operating was because of the close permission of Harley Wardry, the owner of the Mage Tower.
Sometimes the cause Wardree envisioned needed illegal items, so he visited the black market and secretly bought banned items.
“Hmmm… !”
And even now, Wardry steps into the black market for replicas of crystal balls.
Of course, to keep her face hidden from others, Harley hid her true form with her disguise magic, wearing her robes pressed down.
It looked like he lied about his age to the extent that even if there were people he knew, he couldn’t confirm.
“I bought all the necessary parts… ….”
Wordry, who had bought replica materials earlier, licked his lips in regret.
Because the black market, which was full of rare goods, has lost its vitality.
It was because the number of dark merchants decreased due to the recent fire at the Mage Tower and the Cold War with the Red Dragon.
At this, Wardry remained expressionless and was deeply enraged.
‘Will we go to war? Will you clarify the case? The funds are sufficient, so it seems the time has come to make a decision.’
The longer the war of nerves lasts, the more vitality of the black market dies and the black dealers stop coming.
Then he had to make a decision as the blow would grow out of control.
Ward Lee knew this, but he couldn’t make a decision easily.
‘I am very anxious. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to go back again if I decide it carelessly…….’
Wordry, who had a good feeling, continued to worry while hovering around the area again.
After wandering around the black market for a while, he couldn’t find anything decent.
The moment I finally turned my steps to leave the black market.
“Guest, spirits have been out of circulation for a long time. Stop giving up.”
“Damn it! Didn’t the living spirits enter Pale’s black market…….”
An interesting story came to Wardree’s ears.
He turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came from.
In Wardree’s gaze, a middle-aged man with a bulging belly and sloppy clothes entered.
On the outside, he was just a very unpleasant man.
However, appearances were not important to Wardree.
Even though he was in disguise, he looked like he couldn’t help but call himself his grandfather.
The important thing for him was that he might be the appearance of someone with similar tastes.
“What a waste! I have no choice but to go down to the southern port city.”
Jjiik-!
Spitting on the floor, he strode towards the entrance to the black market.
When I was about to leave the black market by passing Wardree,
There was a hand holding the spirit man’s shoulder.
“Huh? What are you!”
“Would you like to take a moment to tell us why you seek the spirits?”
“What are you trying to figure out? Let go of this hand and get out of here!”
“I’m asking because I think maybe I can provide you with a spirit.”
“Heng! On what basis do you believe such an obvious lie!”
“There is evidence.”
Wardley unfolded the subspace hidden inside the robe.
He put his hand into the space and took out a transparent capsule.
It contained the wings that the spirits of the wind possess.
“…… What are you?”
“I can’t tell you the details, but I’m definitely not a suspicious person. I just spoke to you because I was interested in your story. So, please stop your anger and tell me why you are trying to find the spirit.”
“Ha! Need a reason to find a spirit? Surely this isn’t what it is for?”
A middle-aged man squeezing his right hand and bringing it to his groin.
He even shook his waist vulgarly.
The merchants and passers-by frowned at his actions, but there was only one person who wasn’t offended.
Harley Wardry was delighted with the fact that she had met someone of her kind for the first time in a long time.
For a while, his groin swelled as if he couldn’t hide his true intentions.
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“Excuse me for this. I must have been missing a true gentleman.”
As Wardree’s groin rose, the space between him and the middle-aged man was twisted.
Then the place where the two arrived was a room with an antique feel, the private room of the owner of the mage tower.
“Nice to meet you. My name is Harley Wardry, and I am also called the owner of the Magic Tower.”
“Eh, the owner of the mage tower?!”
“Yes.”
The pot-bellied middle-aged man was startled and fell backwards.
The reason he was so surprised was not because he had encountered the mage tower lord.
The identity of the middle-aged man was Bern in disguise, and he knew from the beginning that the young man was the owner of the Mage Tower and approached him.
Even so, Bern was shocked because he witnessed the source of the Magic Tower possessed by the Master of the Magic Tower.
His groin, which stood tall, was the center of the source.
‘Was it true that you used magic with your dick!!’
Why he used his dick as magic wand, tho??