Episode 950 Golden Remarks (1)
The Golden Sinner, an undead resurrected from the three golden bones collected by Verden, currently resides in Eon and dominates the continent’s high society with ancient accessories recovered from his former treasure vault.Furthermore, he possesses flawless investments and efficient financial management skills.
It was no exaggeration to say that Eon’s immense financial power originated from the financial sector of Eon, where the Golden Sinner was located.
[As expected, the world’s social circles are teeming with valuable information. Such precious wealth can transform in various ways—this is the magic of money. Although Robert handles large sums using the financial management methods I taught him, I recommend that he occasionally encounter the actual object rather than just the numbers. Ah! So this is gold! Doing so can help you shake off the feeling of being detached from reality. It’s also a great way to refresh your mood!]
The Golden Sinner tossed off an arm and tossed it lightly.It was not a pure gold nugget, as it was a bone infused with gold, gold, and black magic, but it was an arm bone worth more than gold.
[It won’t wear out at all even if you touch it, so you don’t have to refuse. Hehehe.]
“Ah… yes.”
Robert, the Black Hand and executive of Vintert who manages Roafra, flinched and helplessly stroked his glistening arm.
[This is the material Beta requested a moment ago. It concerns high-ranking nobles of the ‘Kingdom of Ronia,’ so please pass it on to Ferne.]
I’ll be right back.
[Very well. Proactive action is indeed the fundamental principle of a merchant. I would appreciate it if you returned the Golden Arm. Of course, if Robert wants, he may carry it around like a doll, hehehe.]
I will consider it if I die and become undead.
Robert quickly handed over the golden arm and clutched the documents to his chest. The golden sinner waved his hand. Robert turned his back, inwardly convinced.
“It’s different from his usual playful attitude. It’s like he’s deliberately putting on a cheerful act… He’s displayed some bizarre behavior recently, but he definitely changed starting from the incident on the unknown island.”
I don’t know the reason.
This is because although Robert is a disciple of the Golden Sinner, he knows almost nothing about the history of the Golden Sinner.
“Anyway, I hear that Lord Verden personally stopped that former king whom even the Theocracy of Luas could not deal with. With this, Eon’s reputation is bound to soar to the heavens. It is a golden opportunity. I must do my part here, no matter what.”
As power grows excessive, the number of positions inevitably increases.
Aeon’s Phase, Robert.
Robert had no intention of being satisfied with being the head of Eon’s finance department. Even if she lacked strength compared to other positions, she believed she could rise as long as she possessed other abilities.Her fierce ambition for advancement was on par with that of the Ruler.
Worried about Verden?
I won’t do it.
Based on his past experiences, Robert concluded that there was no way Verden would die.The sight of Grond, the leader of Wintert and a fearsome king of the underworld, begging Verden for his life only to be murdered was still vivid in his mind.
I have already grabbed the rope.My feet are off the ground.Whether the rope breaks or not, the moment I let go, I will simply fall to my death, so I have no choice but to hold on tenaciously and climb upwards, even if my skin is peeled off.
Robert has bet his entire life on Eon and Verden.
Imagining herself standing in the procession of Eon’s leadership someday, she wore a sly smile inwardly and reached for the doorknob.
Gulp.
The door opened first.
“……! Greetings, Lord Adrian.”“If you are leaving, then leave.”“Thank you for your consideration.”
Robert bowed to Junia, who was behind Adrian, and left the treasury.
“That Robert… every time I see him, I get the feeling his eyes are filled with venom. Don’t you think so?”“I don’t care. As long as he does his job well.”
Yunia, who was the last to enter, locked the door.
Click!
The Golden Sinner fitted the severed arm bone onto the shoulder blade and turned his head. The dark eye sockets of the skull, gleaming in the light, turned toward them.
[Have you arrived?]
“The seal on the memory has been broken.”
[When the ancient king… … Akhand Linigea Tain Xerion was resurrected, all my questions were resolved. I had hoped this day would never come.]
The Golden Sinner sighed deeply without even letting out a laugh. The atmosphere changed. Junia got goosebumps slightly.
[However, what is done is done. We have been preparing for this worst-case scenario, so we cannot afford to sit idly by and lament. Lord Verden has yet to appear, so may I regard Lord Adrian as his representative?]
Until my lord recovers.
I owe a debt of gratitude to Lord Verden.
The golden sinner stood up.
[Even though the seal of the Luas religion has been broken, the Old King remains silent. To think that a wound would be inflicted on the body of the Old King, who had undergone the ritual of immortality… I do not know what the Master of the Lefragium Magic Tower did, nor do I know why the Old King is trapped within giant tree roots at the bottom of the Hiaremar Inland Sea. However, it is clear that we have bought time thanks to Lord Verden.]
If the former king were truly in good health, the war would have already started. The fact that it hasn’t means that the former king is also in a state where he cannot act immediately.
It is a blessing in disguise.It is the best-case scenario in the worst possible situation.
The destination has been decided. I will tell my story after I arrive.
The golden sinner wiggled his finger.
The golden key that the sinner of the fallen kingdom previously gave to Verden upon revealing his identity, and that Verden then passed back to the golden sinner, has appeared.
[Let’s go. To the ‘Anonium Bank’.]
Yunia blinked.
“The Bank of Anonium? Are you saying there is a massive treasure in the Bank of Anonium? Right now?”
[A tremendous treasure… … You’re not wrong. It must be there. Otherwise, the sinner of death wouldn’t have named the three-generation bank that way.]
The golden sinner laughed softly.
Adrian said.
“There are more companions. We will depart in three hours. Is there no need to summon the First Necromancer and the other sinners?”
As the glory of the corpse surfaced, Junia also received information regarding it. The executives of Eon have roughly grasped the inner workings. Theyalso know that the first Necromancer has been resurrected as an undead and is dwelling in a land without a master… Of course, there has not yet been an opportunity to meet him.
[It is alright. With this key alone, I can open the Golden Vault by myself, and opening the Golden Path is my duty to begin with. Since the situation I have long feared has become a reality, they must be busy moving by now. You just need to bring your companions.]
“i get it.”
Adrian, who was about to leave the treasure room of the Great Hall, raised his head slightly.
Let me ask you one.
[yes.]
What is your name?
The first Necromancer, the Sinner of the Fallen Kingdom, and the Sinner of Death revealed their real names, but because their memories were sealed, they had never heard the name of the Sinner of Gold.
The Golden Sinner had as many enemies as the wealth piled up in his storehouse. A former black market dealer, he enjoyed using a pseudonym just like me; while his name solidified as the merchant ‘Maxis,’ he kept strictly silent about his family. It was his only weakness. So, there was no way the servants of the former king, who had no interest in people like us to begin with, would remember him. They likely had never even heard of him.
Except for the pseudonym Maxis, which the sinner of death mentioned.
[I used several names and became known to the public as the merchant Maxis, but… … my real name, given to me by my parents and called by my family, is this.]
The Golden Sinner quietly introduced himself.
[Magnus.]
When the ancient language used in the past was translated into the continent’s common language, the spelling was perfectly identical to the name of Magnus Bank, one of the three major banks.Just like Dyna Bank, named after the nickname of Magnus’s wife, Daienia.
* * *
“I missed it…….”
Reginalf, a sinner of death, gazed blankly down at the streets of a city located at the northernmost tip of the Akenad Magic Kingdom.Standing alone inside an empty building, his eyes were filled with worry.
Lennon Bernard and Terrywen have completely vanished from the world. Leaving no clues behind. Is it even possible to disappear without a trace to this extent?
Teriwen, the leader of the Iderat Alliance, was not placed under surveillance because he was clean, but he persistently attempted to tail Lennon Bernard. Thiswas entirely natural, given that some of the personnel investigating Lennon Bernard’s background had gone missing for unknown reasons.
Immediately after the incident on the unknown island… … .
Reginalf immediately ordered the capture of Lennon Bernard, but he had already broken through the encirclement and vanished.This was despite the fact that Reginalf had deployed carefully selected organizations he controlled from behind the scenes.
Given the circumstances, it is highly likely that Lennon Bernard is backed by Terrywen. It is practically a foregone conclusion. The only problem is that Terrywen clearly had absolutely no suspicious past.
Crunch.
Reginalf’s jaw tightened.
“Who on earth are you? Those who mingled in the crowd and resurrected the ancient king.”
There is a force of unprecedented power that wears a mask and pretends to be an ally.Reginalf was clearly aware of him.
“…….”
The wizard of the Lefragium Magic Tower quietly watched the scene.
* * *
Castian, who had collapsed in the aftermath of the battle, was transported directly to the Adventurer’s Guild headquarters for treatment, but due to Verden’s magic that had seeped into his body, no amount of progress was made despite various attempts. Afterhovering between life and death for several days, he suddenly woke up.
Obsidian-ranked adventurer, Iniktor, asked.
“Are you alright—”“I am fine. It’s just that I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed, so I’d like to be alone for a while.”
He looked remarkably fine for someone who had been in a coma just moments ago. Moreover, although covered by his clothes, his physical injuries appeared to have almost completely vanished.There are some adventurers who possess such extraordinary secrets.
A prime example of this was the fear of demons.
“Understood. Please rest well.”“Thank you, Iniktor.”
Inictor dismissed the people, including himself, without prying into further questions, as requested. Castian, now alone, got out of bed.
‘… … My soul has shrunk a little.’
The reason Castian can live for hundreds of years and is strong despite not having awakened his ki is thanks to the artifact embedded in the center of his chest.It is filled with the souls of the people of the Xerion Empire who were sacrificed by the ancient king.
Either consume all the souls, oravenge the souls’ grudges.
Castian will never collapse unless it is one of the two.
Thump, thump.
Castian stood by the window cast by the clouds and gazed outside. The scenery of the massive island where the Adventurer’s Guild headquarters was established was reflected in his eyes.He blankly… recalled the ‘dream’ he had had when he lost consciousness.
“A single window.”
Castian holding a ‘spear’ that looks ordinary yet somehow antique.An ancient king wielding a dragon sword from the front.
Eventually, the spear thrown by Castian pierced the existence of the old king.I had such a dream.
“Is it just my wish…?”
Castian clenched his fist, suppressing his slightly trembling fingertips.
Or maybe it has some meaning.
Is it a good dream?A bad dream?A meaningless daydream?
I don’t know what it is.
but.
The image of the spear he had seen in his dream would not fade from Castian’s mind.He became completely absorbed.So much so that he spent half a day standing there, unable to think of the first Necromancer, the other sinners, or Verden, due to that inexplicable pull.
* * *
“Hmm, so you want to take me along too?”“You are free to refuse if you don’t want to.”“Wait a moment, let me think.”
After hearing the whole story from Adrian, Gharun stroked his beard and pondered, then gave an answer in less than a dozen seconds.
“There is something prepared over hundreds of years in anticipation of a continental war. It sounds quite intriguing. Very well, I will accompany you to the Golden Void, or whatever that place is called.”
As the Golden Sinner was merely acting as a key, he did not know exactly what was stored in the Anonium Bank; however,the Sinner of Death had already revealed that numerous weapons were kept there.
If there is Lito Barslan in alchemy,there is the Dwarf, G’harun, in weapons.
Including the Transcendents, there is no one in Eon who can match G’harun’s insight regarding them. Therefore, Adrian had G’harun in mind as a companion.
“Oh, is this some kind of leadership skill? You’re actually using your head.”“……? It should be a perfectly logical judgment. What do you think I am?”“Uh…… not exactly intelligent, is it? You kind of give off the vibe of a commando leader?”
Gharun said.
“He’s calling you an ignorant bastard.”“Shut up.”
Adrian seriously considered the state of his reputation, something he usually paid no attention to. Beta was like that, and Junia was like that too…
Is it because of Kairel?
It seemed like I would need to take a look at it to sort it out if the opportunity arose.
“Then, are we leaving now?”“There are more guys.”“You said only one more would accompany us.”“That’s the Eon member. We have to take the ones who aren’t with us as well.”
Adrian moved his feet again.
Because it is the Lord’s promise.
And so, I arrived at Arrein, a land without an owner.
I came face-to-face with the Galliac party of adventurers who were staying in Arrain.They were the ones who had received a promise from Verden that he would take them along when the Golden Path opened in the future, in exchange for acquiring a golden skeleton.
Then, Galliac the Butcher asked.
“So, Asher, you’re going without that bastard?”“……That bastard?”
