〈 Episode 318 〉 Gray Magic Tower (1)
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The Holy Grail was shattered.
The shattered Holy Grail seeped into Lark and Belnoa, and Rania did not exactly understand what it meant. But Lark and Belnoir know.
‘I saw the road.’
The Holy Grail did not make Lark and Belnoa superhumans. He just showed them the way.
The path walked by heroes of the distant past.
And the ending they faced.
The heroes recreated in the Holy Grail pointed beyond the path they had walked and said that was the path you should walk. I advised you to walk your own path.
‘My way.’
Belnoa and Lark felt the state.
I confirmed the path I should take. At the end of the road, he saw the level he had to reach. Now that I’ve felt it, confirmed it, and seen it, all that’s left is to move.
If you close your eyes and look at the wall inside you.
It’s not as huge as it used to be, nor is it so perfect that it can never be surpassed. There is a wall in front of you that you can climb over and break down. The two sense that the day to go beyond is not far away.
“······.”
Rania glances at the two in silence.
Then he thought of the Holy Grail that had been in his hand just a moment ago. The Holy Grail transformed into light. Although the Holy Grail was broken, it did not disappear.
It resides in Lark and Belnoa.
I don’t know what effect it will have on the growth of those two people, but it won’t be in a negative way. Rania burst into laughter.
‘Great guys.’
Rania is happy to see her student grow.
“Good job, both of you.”
Rania wrapped her arms around Belnoa and Lark’s necks.
Rania bent down slightly and whispered to the two people with a faint smile.
“I have to work harder from now on. right?”
Lark and Belnoa trembled briefly.
Rania laughed out loud as if she was happy, and dragged the two people out of the forest.
‘I’ve only just arrived at the beginning of the road…’
Soon they will be standing by my side.
Rania looks forward to a future where students who are walking a similar path behind her will one day stand by her side. I hope that day comes.
Rania smiled and muttered.
“Come quickly, you guys.”
I’ll be waiting.
A little ahead of you.
2.
Royal Guard, or Hound.
Hounds, a special unit called the royal hounds, have not had a leader since ancient times. It’s natural. This is because their owners were members of the royal family, and the level difference between hounds was not that severe.
A group without a leader.
A group that is not controlled by anyone other than the royal family.
The Hound has maintained its tradition for a long time, but that tradition has recently been broken by the appearance of a character.
“I finally found it.”
Guarder.
“You blocked the entrance on the other side, right?”
“Yes, I blocked it.”
“Then that’s it. You don’t have to go much. “Please just follow the one person who will clean up the body.”
A human who prevented three disasters in one year.
A prosecutor who reached superhuman status at a young age.
Kalt, who broke Hound’s tradition and took over as leader, let out a short breath.
“Put it away quickly and leave work early today.”
Kalt is tired from working overtime for a long time.
With red, bloodshot eyes, Kalt looked at the iron door in front of him. Beyond this iron gate, there must be a bunch of criminals who made him work overtime.
‘It was a long, long time.’
Madmen who cry for the end of the world.
A group created by warlocks who dabbled in magic and shamans who violated taboos. Because this is an organization that knows very well how to elude its pursuers, Kalt had to work overtime until they found their home base.
‘A long time of suffering and persecution.’
The humiliating overtime that I had to go through.
Now it is time to return to work on time.
Sreung.
Kalt paused for a moment before pulling out his sword.
If you cut it with a knife, it will kill you too easily. I needed to keep a few alive to dig up information, and even if I didn’t, I had no intention of killing them easily.
thud.
Kalt stamped his foot lightly.
The water flowing along the underground waterway is shaking greatly. The thick iron door creaks. Amidst the sound, Kalt kicked the iron door.
Quaaaaaaaaaaa!
The iron door was torn off with a loud noise.
The iron gate flew for a while and stopped only after crushing several shamans who were preparing for a sit-in protest inside.
“Huh, huh!”
Shamans holding their breath.
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Traces of all kinds of experiments.
Kalt looked at it at a glance and lightly shook his fist, making a loud noise. The eyes, red and bloodshot due to lack of sleep, glowed softly in the darkness.
“I found it, you cockroaches.”
bang!
Kalt’s new model has been launched.
There were about six shamans standing along the path, and it took less than a second for their necks to turn once.
Wow, Kwasik. bang!
Their bodies collapse without even being able to properly fight back. The sound of something breaking and crushing rang out for a long time, and when silence came, the shamans covered in blood were rolling around on the floor.
The warlocks who clashed their teeth with a clicking sound had also long since lost their will to fight. Kalt turned his head back, stomping on his fingers to prevent him from drawing his circuit.
“Let’s clean up and go back.”
Seeing Kalt muttering with a grave expression, the Hound could only quietly swallow his saliva.
Guarder, the head of the hounds.
No one questioned Kalt’s decision to take the position. There is no way you can question something after seeing a scene like that.
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“Do you look a little different than usual?”
Raniel asked, pointing to Kalt.
Raniel had become accustomed to the sight of Kalt dozing off with bloodshot, sunken eyes and nodding his head. To Raniel, the sight of Kalt sitting in front of him was very unfamiliar.
Skin that is radiant and shiny.
Rather than being puffy, the eyes are even shiny.
“Do you see it that way?”
Even his voice is full of life.
It wasn’t a voice that cracked like a dead zombie. While Rani El nodded her head with a nervous expression, Kalt spoke while sipping black tea.
“I slept soundly for the first time in a while yesterday. Do you know how many hours I slept? “You will be surprised when you hear it.”
“How many hours did you sleep?”
“I slept for a whopping six hours.”
···Six hours?
“Don’t they say that an average person needs six hours of sleep? So I slept for a full six hours, and I felt refreshed, right?”
Six hours.
It’s not a small amount of sleep, but it’s still a subtle amount of sleep to say it’s a lot.
“Oh really…?”
“Hey, how long has it been since I slept this long? “Today was the first time I realized that the morning sun can look beautiful when you open your eyes.”
What kind of life do you usually live?
Raniel, who felt guilty for some reason, gently pushed the bread he had bought to eat towards Kalt.
“···You eat.”
“yes? What’s going on? My senior gave me all these things. Didn’t you originally do it all by yourself? “I don’t even recommend you try it.”
“Just eat it. Eat a lot.”
“If you give me something…”
Kalt chewed bread and sipped black tea.
That expression looked so comfortable that Raniel thought to himself that he would have to do less work from now on.
“Oh, come to think of it, senior.”
“uh. What?”
Kalt took out the report.
“This is a research article I found while cleaning up some tissue. Do you know what this is?”
That’s the research discovered in the cockroach nest that Kalt destroyed last night.
“It seems like a collaboration between warlocks and shamans, but are you saying they were apocalypseists? “What do you mean, the era when the lights are turned off is coming…?”
While listening to Kalt’s muttering voice, Raniel looked at the report Kalt handed him. As she glanced through her records, she finally opened her mouth.
“this···.”
“Do you know anything?”
“It’s really not a big deal, is it?”
Raniel touched the report.
“You know what warlocks do? Increasing one’s mana by offering sacrifices. I guess you were just trying to do something like that?”
“···Is that so?”
“Why, is something bothering you?”
“That’s it, senior.”
Kalt hesitated before opening his mouth.
“It was quite difficult to find where these guys were based. Aside from the fact that he seemed to know my abilities, I searched everywhere I could find him, but he wasn’t there.”
That’s what I said.
“After looking for the location of the main base, it was understandable that I couldn’t find it. “I could never have imagined that it would settle in a place like that.”
“Where was it?”
Kalt answered.
“It was a waterway that ran underground in the Gray Magic Tower.”
3.
The next magic tower lord, Resty.
She has seized the power of the Gray Magic Tower and driven out many of its elders, and is now no different from the lord of the Magic Tower. If she had simply wielded her power, she would have made noise, but the power she wielded had its due results.
Over the past year, Resty has proven his abilities.
With the Gray Wizard gone, the Gray Magic Tower, which had been steadily declining, showed an upward trend for the first time this year. Once again, the gray magic tower soars, aiming upward. At the center of this trend was Resty Eleanor.
Sometimes I cut it out boldly.
Invest in a department that everyone expected to fail, and achieve unexpected profits.
Her eyes always penetrated the essence, so superficial results were meaningless in front of her. As this happened repeatedly, the wizards of the Magic Tower eventually recognized Resti’s qualities.
He is a talent comparable to the Gray Wizard.
If the Gray Magic Tower takes flight again, Resty Eleanoa will definitely be at the center of it. In such an evaluation, Lesti continues to manage the magic tower.
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Instead of checking documents in his office, Resty suddenly looked out the window. The office located on the top floor of the Gray Magic Tower offers a panoramic view of the capital.
In the office that is now completely hers, she suddenly remembers the past. This was when she first came here. It is a memory of her days with the Elder of the Magic Tower (？？) who took her in.
“I look forward to the day when you will reach this position one day. Resty.”
Cranbel Eleanor.
An elder at the center of the Gray Magic Tower, and a person who sat in the same position as the Tower Lord.
“If I could see you sitting here proudly, having received everyone’s approval, what else would you need? “That is my dream.”
Also, a benefactor who recognized Resty’s talent and became her adoptive father. Resty smiled faintly as she remembered her own gift.
“It would be good if you woke up quickly.”
Cranbel Eleanor, who has been ill for a long time due to an unidentified illness, is still unconscious. However, her condition is slowly improving, so she will be able to open her eyes soon. Resty believed so.
Resty closes his eyes and imagines the future.
‘If he wakes up.’
If you woke up from your hospital bed and looked at yourself now, wouldn’t you smile kindly and say something like this?
That’s great, Resty.
I’m proud of you.
It would be great if you could say that.
While Resty was smiling, someone burst through the office door. This is the moment when Resti is about to say something to the rudeness of not even knocking.
“Damn, Mage Tower Lord!”
The secretary who opened the door shouted.
“Elder, Elder Cranbel has opened his eyes!”
Resty took a deep breath.
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“You know, Kalt.”
“What is it, senior? Why is your voice like that? Why do you speak in a soft voice?”
Kalt got scared and pulled his body back.
“Whenever you call my name in that voice, something very bad happens to me.”
“What bullshit?”
“I sincerely hope this is bullshit. “I earnestly ask you not to betray my trust.”
“That’s it.”
Rania hit the table with a thud.
She smiled brightly and continued speaking.
“Let me do you a favor.”
Kalt’s expression darkened.
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fantasy,
