episode_0071

The road occupation continued for quite some time.

Would it be possible to explain the distance that would normally take 10 minutes by car to being reached in 40 minutes?

Agnes thought without thinking.

‘It would have been faster to walk.’

Of course, if he was walking, his physical strength might not have been able to withstand it, but it was a thought that came to mind nonetheless.

Sweet.

Deltan got out of the sedan and closed the door.

There was something on his face that I couldn’t tell if it was pride or something else.

By Agnes’ standards, she looked quite cute.

“Good job.”

“What a hassle, just driving.”

Deltan snorted.

Agnes decided not to say anything else at that sight.

When I turn my head, what I see is a large restaurant.

It was a place so famous that even Agnes, who was confined to the corner of her room, knew about it.

“Seafood?”

It is a seafood specialty restaurant.

Agnes looked surprised.

“It’s really expensive here.”

The legitimate daughter of the Levadein Dukes, who are so rich that money is rotten.

Even from her perspective, this restaurant had a price range that made people say it was ‘expensive.’

It had to be that way.

Since the islands are located in the very center of the continent, it is difficult to supply fresh seafood.

Even if it was supplied, the price was so high that it was almost as high as gold, so this restaurant was a place where even high-ranking nobles would come in groups of 2 or 3 on special days.

Are they taking all those old people to a place like that?

As Agnes looked at Deltan with puzzlement, Deltan spoke.

“You can eat it for free.”

“Huh?”

“This place is run by the Marquis Grobin.”

“Ah… .”

Marquis Grobin.

A golden goblin who is the head of the noble faction and is obsessed with recruiting Deltans.

Agnes nodded, recalling his face she had seen at the banquet.

“Deltan people are gangsters.”

“He told me to eat for free first.”

The Deltan who answered went inside.

Agnes smiled slightly and followed Deltan in.

Jing-

A bell rings, and then a restaurant with a gorgeous interior unfolds in the middle of it.

“Phew!”

The two caught the eye of a middle-aged man spitting at Golgorias.

The two people suddenly stopped.

“Did you come this far by selling a corpse? A warlock has entered the system! The world has become so much better!”

The middle-aged man who was swearing was wearing a white robe.

The red cape and flame-shaped badge on the shoulder mean only one thing.

Wizard of the Red Magic Tower.

That was the pattern symbolizing them.

“I lost my appetite! Off… !”

The man seemed very drunk.

His scruffy-looking face was all red, and his gait was unsteady.

There were six empty bottles of wine on the table where he was expected to be, so it would be more difficult to find another reason.

Agnes said.

“You’re drunk.”

And Deltan looked.

Stand tall –

Agnes’ body stopped.

The voice coming out was cautious.

“… Delta people?”

This is why the Deltan’s expression was grim.

It’s one of the few things Agnes has ever seen.

“… Stay here for a moment.”

After saying that, Deltan walked forward.

The people in the store, who belatedly noticed his appearance, gasped.

Silence fell.

No one could hastily say anything to the face of the extremely angry Deltan.

“Hey.”

The drunkard’s head was raised.

The moment when the opened eyes rolled towards Delta Inn.

Oops!

The Deltan slapped the drunkard’s face.

Kwadangtang!

“Uhm!”

The drunk man rolled around on the floor.

The moment the drunk customer, who had been whining with a blank expression as if he did not understand the current situation, raised his head again.

puck!

Deltan kicked the drunk in the stomach with his shoe.

“Kkeok… !”

The drunk’s eyes grew so big that they felt like they were about to burst.

Randor, a drunk, was unable to come to his senses due to the sudden incident.

My stomach churned as if everything I had eaten was going to regurgitate, so I just rolled around on the floor.

Meanwhile, I heard it.

“Aren’t you standing up?”

A voice filled with indescribable anger, yet cold.

Randor trembled and raised his head.

Although I was in a state of intoxication, I could clearly see the face of the man who had kicked me.

“… Huh?”

Bright red hair reminiscent of burning flames, contrasting white skin and golden eyes that seem to have the sun in them.

That was the first thing that caught my eye, and as I looked closely, my facial features became clear and sharp.

It’s clear that he’s nervous even if he stays still.

Randor knew this man.

No, not Randor, but a wizard from this continent could not have recognized the man’s face.

“Ah, arc… .”

Hebron, Archmage Delta.

The living faith of wizards.

The moment Randor realized this, he felt his drunkenness disappearing in an instant.

My mind was going blank.

Why did the Arch Mage appear at this moment?

And why are you hiring a necromancer?

It didn’t take long to come up with an answer.

The head of the school, Golgorias, was looking at the Deltans, unable to do anything, as if he was in trouble.

‘… Cow, sir.’

Necromancers were the Archmage’s guests.

“Wake up.”

Randor jumped up at the sound of the Deltan’s voice.

One stumbled.

I just came to my senses, but my body was still soaked in alcohol.

Randor lowered his head, breaking into a cold sweat.

“Raise your head.”

I raised my head at Deltan’s words.

cold.

Even though the look in his eyes contained such blatant anger, it was cold.

“Ah, meet the Arch Mage… .”

Wow!

Deltan gave another slap to the face.

However, Randor could not fall.

The Arch Mage said, ‘Stand up,’ so falling down was protest.

The hierarchy of wizards was so thoroughly divided.

“2nd rank.”

As the Deltan chanted, Randor trembled.

Then a sneer flowed from the Deltan’s mouth.

“Only 2nd place. To the 3rd tier. And that too to the head of the school.”

Each word becomes a dagger and pierces the heart.

Randor wanted to make an excuse for those words.

A warlock.

They are just scum who just need to pass on their knowledge to the next generation.

Hierarchy has nothing to do with it.

My lips moved, but no words came out.

The Arch Mage did not allow a rebuttal.

“Does it make sense for a bastard called a wizard to be so drunk that he can’t tell the difference between up and down?”

Delta India could at least understand what Randor was thinking.

No matter how much the Magic Council protected them, the perception of warlocks was still not good.

Among ancient ritual magics, black magic was a type of magic that originated from ominous rituals.

As such, their magic has been despised for a long time, and there were actually evil enemies among them who caused tribulation on the continent.

Although the last tribulation occurred 200 years ago, it was unlikely that once established, the perception would be easily changed.

Delta people also understood.

But that wasn’t the reason I was angry now.

“You are my guest.”

A wizard who didn’t know this topic harmed my guest.

That was the only thing that mattered to the Deltans.

Whether he did it knowingly or not, the result is this and it is a huge scratch on his pride.

“How dare a bastard like you treat me carelessly.”

“Sin, sorry… .”

Wow!

He lifted his cheek once more.

Everyone in the room could tell that it wasn’t a joke.

Grumble-

Nosebleeds were flowing from Randor’s nose.

“Hey.”

“Yes, yep… !”

“Run right away and call your tower owner.”

Randor’s face turned pale.

Tower caution call.

In essence, it is ridiculous to call him out on a personal dispute, but if it is a Delta person who ordered it, the story is different.

The Archmage’s word was above all the laws of the Magic Council.

bang!

Randor suddenly fell to his knees.

Then he hit his head on the floor and cried out desperately.

“Sin, sorry! Please, just like that… .”

“Didn’t I tell you to stand up?”

Startle-

Randor trembled.

And then he staggered to his feet again.

“Run and go.”

I felt my heart sink at Deltan’s words.

‘Oh, I’m screwed…’ .’

finished.

Not only his position in the Magic Tower, but beyond that, his life as a wizard.

My life ended with just a few bottles of alcohol.

“Aren’t you going?”

Randor felt it and ran out of the store in a huff.

Still, since it was the Arch Mage’s words, I couldn’t think of rejection.

Jing-

The entrance bell rang once, and the door closed.

Until yesterday, the inside of the store was quiet.

“Arc Mage… .”

Golgorias called out to Deltan as if he were sorry, but he only waved his hand and said.

“Okay, let’s eat.”

Then I spoke to the chef, who had left the kitchen in a daze like everyone else.

“Hey.”

“Yes, yes!”

“Prepare a meal. Serves 2.”

The chef entered the kitchen.

Deltan turned to Agnes and sat her down on the window seat and spoke to the guests who were still glancing at me.

“What are you looking at? Did you see it?”

Eyes disappeared at the nervous words.

*

After a while, appetizers arrived on the table for the two of them.

A refreshing salad is prepared to whet your appetite.

Agnes said as Deltan was chewing on it.

“Are you okay?”

“What.”

“I think things will get really big if I call the Magic Tower Lord.”

Deltan snorted.

“You’re only saying that because you don’t know much about wizards.”

“Huh?”

“Nothing will happen. That wizard will be kicked out of the magic tower.”

The hierarchy of wizards is higher than that of soldiers.

This is why the knowledge they gain as they accumulate years of experience and hierarchy is so valuable.

And the only way to pass on that knowledge is to become the wizard’s immediate disciple.

As such, there was a culture in which wizards showed absolute loyalty to wizards of higher rank.

It was in the same context that the Archmage was considered to be in the same position as a god.

Deltans who think like Earthlings have no qualms about sharing their knowledge, but that is not the case for them.

Since Deltan was a wizard of the 4th rank, other wizards had no choice but to bow their heads to Deltan for how vicious he was.

They feel a greater fear of not being endowed with knowledge than of a tyrannical superior.

After hearing the story, Agnes made a ‘hmm’ sound and then nodded.

“Yes, it was still refreshing. Although he seemed like a gangster.”

“You were rude to my guest. Thank you for your support.”

“You take really good care of your customers.”

“Then shall we treat our customers rudely?”

“You know what? I am your guest too?”

Agnes smiled.

Then, after the Deltan frowned, he continued.

“Should I be treated with respect too?”

“What should I do about this? I think I’m doing the best I can.”

“Please be prettier.”

“Are you a kid?”

“I don’t think it’s an adult.”

“What are you saying…? .”

As Deltan let out a laugh, Agnes chuckled and took a bite of the salad.

“Delicious.”

“The Marquis Grobin is a picky eater. I don’t know about anything else, but I admit to the restaurant he runs.”

“Yes, I think the atmosphere is good. Except everyone is glancing at us.”

“Leave it alone. Haven’t I glanced at you at some point?”

Even Deltans felt the rush of attention.

But I couldn’t tell him not to look any further.

Aside from the previous accident, Agnes herself was the problem.

She has a striking appearance just by standing still, and the rumors flowing through the system link her to her, so those who like to talk about others cannot help but feel curiosity.

‘What other rumors are going around? .’

Deltan suddenly felt sick to his stomach.

It was like that.

Jing-

Two customers entered the store.

Should I call him a guest?

One person was Randor, who had been beaten up by a Deltan just before.

“I’m here.”

The other one was Pasder, the red magic tower lord among the ‘Rainbow Friends’.