Ch.29Chapter 29. Harry (1)

Chapter 29. Harry (1)

Let me go back to the story before this Harry whatever.

Should I start with what happened this morning?

The morning was ordinary.

[IbelievedTheMonkeyMan: Skynet, tell me about the dark cloud demon.]

[Skynet: The dark cloud demon is an imaginary being from Korean folk mythology, believed to hide in dark clouds on rainy days to torment people.

According to stories, the dark cloud demon reveals itself within clouds on rainy days, frightening villagers, playing pranks, destroying crops, and is considered responsible for bringing rain.

The dark cloud demon can be imagined in various forms, often depicted as a ghost or demon-like entity.

These folk myths traditionally served to protect crops in Korean rural areas on rainy days and to caution farmers to take care of their farming, also bringing vitality to agricultural life by making rain a pleasant experience.

Of course, the dark cloud demon is merely folklore and doesn’t actually exist. Such myths reflect and preserve the culture, traditions, philosophy, and understanding of natural phenomena in local communities.

Therefore, these folk myths are preserved and passed down as interesting cultural heritage.]

ㄴ [ShotgunAttack: How is there not a single correct statement?]

ㄴ [UsingPresidentialPower: Bros, is this guy really ChatGPT?]

ㄴ [NotACatfish: Just an idiot, don’t bother]

As always, I started my day browsing through communities filled with nonsense.

“The totem is complete.”

Muri, who had been working alone for days, completed Totem #3 and handed it to me.

This mini-totem is smaller than the previous one, but supposedly contains more magical power.

Still, since it’s a burdensome size for warriors to carry while fighting, I decided to carry it myself this time.

– Not bad.

I used the farmer cultist zombie obtained from the last raid to carry Totem #3.

To be precise, I didn’t carry it but wore it. After making a hole at the end of Totem #3 and inserting a strap, I could wear it like a crossbody bag.

Anyway, this meant I could now participate directly in battle.

– Today we have three locations. My blessing is also available, so don’t worry and focus on the battle.

“Woaaah! Lord Malak is fighting alongside us!”

The barbarians’ spirits soared to the heavens. I understand.

The god who had been supporting them remotely is now fighting directly with them. Isn’t that a heart-swelling situation?

I tried to walk as majestically as possible using the zombie.

– Hmm.

…It’s a secret that I stumbled about five times while walking. It wasn’t easy controlling a human body after so long.

Thankfully Lakye was walking beside me for support. Otherwise, I might have fallen down five times.

And so began the grand “Three Village Consecutive Raid” project.

To avoid wasting time collecting loot after each village raid, we only brought combat personnel for this expedition to enable rapid consecutive raids.

This time, Kanto took the lead in hunting demons. The first village was slow going, but by the second and third villages, he had become quite strong.

In the third village, Kanto even defeated a lesser demon by himself.

“My life for Lord Malak!”

“Hahaha! This is the power of a berserker!”

“My sword is Lord Malak’s will!”

“I thirst for battle!”

“Destruction to those who threaten Lord Malak!”

“Who dares stand against the tribal federation!”

“These guys! Can’t hold up, can you? I can see right through you!”

They were so excited that they kept shouting all day while fighting, so I had to cut them off.

Anyone watching would think they’d received the “Motormouth” blessing rather than the “Berserker Spirit” blessing.

They’re not powered-up losers or something.

Still, thanks to Kanto’s enthusiastic fighting, the three village raids ended quickly.

Oh, I tried using the “Zombie Control” blessing on a lesser demon, but as expected, it didn’t work.

We finished about three hours earlier than expected, so we decided to take a little detour.

It was actually work to correct the map Lakye had obtained, which wasn’t as accurate as expected.

Well, this place only has a medieval level of civilization. They wouldn’t have accurate maps like modern Earth.

So I was traveling with Lakye through areas with few demon sightings and little human presence.

“Shall we go this way?”

– Good.

Even if we encountered a mid-level demon, Lakye could probably survive with his speed, and I would only need to abandon the zombie and Totem #3, but the other barbarians would surely die.

That’s why only the two of us came out.

“There’s only that building ahead. Should we continue?”

Lakye stopped walking and looked at me. A tower was visible ahead.

A tower standing alone in the middle of nowhere. It looked extremely suspicious.

– What is that tower for?

“It’s called a magic tower. Civilized people who use strange magic live there.”

We might obtain useful equipment or skills, so it would be good to go. There don’t seem to be any demons nearby either.

– Wait a moment.

Let me check if there’s any information about magic towers in the community.

[IbelievedTheMonkeyMan: Real-time dungeon explorer… inside a magic tower

I found a cone-shaped building near a lake and went in, it’s super creepy;;

When I entered a room, there were only frogs and snake corpses in liquid-filled bottles For real;

There are even human bones tied up all over the place, like they did human experiments idiot;;

It’s basically a mad scientist’s laboratory

I was thinking of making it my residence since it seemed empty, but it’s too ominous;;

It’s the kind of place where you’d go crazy staying alone For real;;

I’m writing this post and getting out of here bye;;]

[Rinojohnnson: Magic towers have tons of good items

I went in to see if there was anything to grab and found some unexpected loot

There were several one-time magic scrolls.

Check it out if you’re nearby.

But you need a way to disable the protection spells lol

No disabling skill, no treasure~!]

One-time magic scrolls. Items that let you use a skill just once.

That’s useful.

– I want to go.

“Understood.”

Lakye nodded and started moving again. That’s how our party arrived at the magic tower.

“You ignorant barbarian fools! Stand back! This is the domain of Grand Magician Harry Francis Winston!”

And now we find ourselves in this situation.

When we reached the entrance of the magic tower, a golem that had been hiding under the soil revealed itself.

It was about 3 meters tall and made of stone.

The old man’s voice warning us came from a speaker-like object attached above the magic tower’s entrance door, and it was quite quiet, perhaps to avoid attracting demons’ attention.

How did he know we were barbarians?

Lakye is white, and I’m in the body of a civilized farmer. Let’s put this curiosity aside for now.

I wonder if there are more magicians inside besides that old man?

It would be good if we could recruit them as companions.

“What should we do?”

Lakye drew his curved sword.

– He could also become valuable combat power. Let’s try to talk.

“He’s a civilized person.”

– That’s not important. My goal is to protect the world and ensure your prosperity. His joining won’t interfere with that goal.

There’s no need to fight each other. If casualties occur on either side due to a mistake, things could go wrong, so I wanted to proceed as smoothly as possible.

Lakye, who had been glaring at the golem, opened his mouth.

“Magician. We are the tribal federation. We have gathered under the name of the Roai Malak to struggle through this crisis. Won’t you join us?”

“You think you can deceive me with such lies! Do you think you can fool the Grand Magician Harry Francis Winston?”

“We are not enemies. We’re more like allies with a common enemy. I don’t know how many people you have there, but eventually you won’t be able to hold out. Join our tribal federation. Then you can survive.”

“Ha! Scoundrels trying to compromise because you’re afraid of my combat golem, claiming I should join you? Get lost! You cruel and barbaric beings!”

“Lord Malak, can’t we just kill him?”

– Lakye. Calm down. I’ll handle this.

This is the first living civilized person we’ve met. And one who can use magic—high-tier combat power.

I don’t want to give up this opportunity. I stepped forward.

– Grand Magician Harry.

“…A talking zombie. A necromancer? I thought they were extinct.”

He must be watching the situation from inside the tower. Looking toward the window, I could see a crouching old man and a girl in her mid to late teens.

Though his words were strong, they were clearly afraid of us, holding each other tightly. Grandfather and granddaughter perhaps?

– I am Malak, the Roai they serve.

“What? Roai? The barbarians’ god?”

So he knows.

– That’s right.

“How am I supposed to believe that?”

– If you can’t believe it, come down and see for yourself.

“A god, huh. Ha. Wait there!”

The old man who had been at the window disappeared for a moment, then reappeared wearing strange spinning glasses.

He looked at me very carefully… then shifted his gaze to Totem #3 I was holding.

“What? You, you really are the barbarians’ god?”

His voice was now very shaky, unlike before.

“…Why has the great god descended to earth?”

– To save the world from the clutches of demons.

Although I didn’t come here by my own will, it’s 100% fact.

“…Can you promise not to harm me and my granddaughter?”

– I stake my honor on it.

Since this is a fantasy world, honor must be important.

Though my honor as a simp isn’t worth much anyway.

After a moment of silence, the magic tower’s door opened.