episode_0011

Contrary to popular belief, black magic is not evil.

Just as we do not distinguish between morning and night and between good and evil.

Black magic was also classified as magic of the dark attribute, and was not a standard for distinguishing between good and evil.

Knowing these facts, why do people classify black magic as evil magic?

This is because the actions of the black magicians who use that magic were excessively violent.

‘For example, a necromancer.’

There were many cases where it became dull because there was a plausible explanation added that the longing for a place like a novel was being used.

If you think about it carefully, its essence is nothing more than humiliation of the deceased.

It was an inevitable trend for people’s perceptions to change negatively.

‘That’s why those who use black magic are often ostracized from the group and usually hide in the shadows.’

Due to the nature of the shade, it is too closed and has too much autonomy.

It is said that actions that were originally bound by gaze or rules and were watched with caution are now performed without any hesitation.

And it is said that it piled up and piled up to become modern-day black magic.

‘Anyway, the important thing is that the black magic that should be kept in the shadows has spread throughout the city.’

It would be a big problem if the afterglow of black magic were to be scattered in some areas.

The fact that this kind of lingering smell was wafting throughout the city meant that we were in serious trouble, so I was just hardening my expression when Lorraine said something to me.

“Your Majesty, I think you’d better be careful.”

Lorraine also seemed to have noticed the presence of dark magic, as she looked around with a rather stern expression.

After confirming this, I took a deep breath and walked towards the direction the sun spirit was looking at.

***

A sewer on the outskirts of the city.

Because it was a place classified as somewhat of a dangerous area as large-scale purification magic devices were deployed there.

It was a place that ordinary people would not even come near, let alone come to…

I couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the strange number of footprints around me.

‘It was probably intentional.’

I laughed out loud at the traces of those who had been hiding in the shade, leaving footprints as if to say, ‘We are here.’

Of course, there was a possibility that the owner of the footprints was not a warlock, but a vagrant or a homeless person.

If that was the case, there should have been at least a guard posted at the entrance, or there should have been traces of living in the sewers…

‘Rather than that, it’s so clean that I think it’s neat.’

Rather than seeing them as traces of vagrants or homeless people, it would be more appropriate to see them as traces of warlocks.

‘And this is the trace of the black magicians…’

The story was that there was a high possibility that this was an intentionally created trap.

‘It’s a trap. What should I do?’

If you want to play it safe, you can return home and report that there seems to be a warlock here.

If this happens, the public will be able to conduct a large-scale investigation and it will be possible to move on smoothly without any danger.

The only problem was that while I was going through that reporting process, the warlocks were able to quickly erase all traces and run away.

‘… … ‘

After thinking about it for a moment, I closed my eyes and grabbed the mace hanging from my waist.

Because after thinking about it, I realized that there is an extremely simple solution.

‘It doesn’t matter if it’s a trap or something.’

If it was a trap, all you had to do was break through it, and if there was an enemy, all you had to do was knock them down.

Now, I was thinking that it was pointless to endure this for the sake of the ideal, so I raised my mace and spoke to Lorraine.

“Please help me.”

“Yes.”

If there’s Lorraine, who’s about to reach Sword Master, then there’s no problem.

I finished my quick calculations and moved my body into the sewer.

*

As I entered the sewer, the pungent smell of blood hit my nose.

As I was practicing, I felt somewhat familiar with the smell because I had smelled it so many times.

A man wearing a black robe turned inside out approached me and said, ‘Welcome.’

“What’s wrong, Damien? When did you get back here?”

The man approached me with a broad smile, as if he was talking to a friend he had known for a long time.

I looked at him calmly, warily.

A man with a likeable face, but you can’t help but feel that it’s artificial.

It seemed as if he wanted to cover his body with a black robe, as he was wearing a robe that was longer than his body.

‘Who is it?’

Is that guy a warlock? Or a minion related to a warlock?

Of course, there was also the assumption that it was neither.

Even so, the smell of blood was strong coming from that guy.

“If I knew you were back, I would have gone to your mansion… I was so busy with work that I had no idea.”

He smiles brightly, apologizes briefly, and waves at me.

“Come in quickly, I have something to show you.”

It was a trap no matter who saw it.

I nodded my head, pretending not to know, because I thought I could hear a lot of information if I followed that guy.

He glanced at my reaction and spoke in a calm voice.

“Oh, Sir Lorraine, can you stay here for a moment? I have something to say to my friend.”

Lorraine looked at me blankly at those words and asked me what my choice was.

Judging from the fact that he was asking for a choice rather than saying no, it seemed like he judged that my skills would not be a big problem.

I nodded and spoke to get the information out.

“Just wait here for a moment.”

“Yes, sir.”

The black robed guy smiled faintly and spoke to me the moment Lorraine said she would be there.

“I’ll show you something fun. Maybe you’ll like it too.”

He nodded and led me deep inside.

The smell of blood is so strong that it seems like they’ve been committing cruel acts for a long time.

As I followed him, trying to avoid a hardened expression, I heard groans of pain coming from all over the place.

“Sa… Sa, save me.”

“Keukkeukkeu.Keukkeu.”

“It hurts… I hate it, it hurts.”

Looking around, I see traces of torture and imprisonment of numerous people in iron cages.

It was such a cruel sight that I couldn’t bear to look at it, so I frowned.

He spoke to me with a smirk.

“I recently discovered a pretty interesting research project. It’s a study on converting negative human emotions into curses, and I found it quite interesting. ”

“… … ”

“It’s hard to say anything because the research results haven’t come out yet, but the results are steadily accumulating.”

As he was walking forward, he saw a writhing mass of flesh in front of him and something occurred to him. He clapped his hands lightly and spoke to me.

“Want to see this? This guy used to share food with me often. As soon as I got the food, he stabbed himself with a knife and he was really upset? I thought it was so funny that I magically gathered him together and brought him back. What do you think? Can you feel the emotion? ”

He laughs out loud, saying that he is still alive.

His expression does not show even the minimum amount of guilt or conscience that a human being should have.

As if I was just doing something that was common sense.

They viewed humans as material, not as people.

“So anyway, I’m doing research on collecting these things and converting them into curses… I have a question.”

He spoke to me, still looking at the test subject.

“How did you know about this when I never told you?”

A voice that subsides in an instant.

It seems like he’s changed his attitude and is trying to attack me.

I pretended to answer him, but then I immediately took out a small hammer from my bosom and hit him in the head with it.

*****

It snowed in the north.

This meant that everything was frozen.

It also meant that all the farming and trade that had been accomplished during the warm times had become an illusion.

“… Ah.”

As expected, the damage is too serious.

Elicia frowned as she saw the number of reports that had been noticeably decreasing over the past few months suddenly increase again, then she covered her forehead and looked down at the reports.

[Damage Comparison Report]

The damage suffered in the North was even greater than that inflicted during the second invasion.

I racked my brain trying to figure out how to solve this, but…

Because we needed a huge amount of magic stones to warm up the city like when Damian was there.

I realized that no matter what I did, I could never go back to how things were before.

The moment I realized that fact, I got a strong headache.

Because the fatigue and pain were so unbearable, she naturally reached out and took a sip of her tea.

“… … ”

When I drank the tea Damian gave me, I felt like the headache and fatigue that had naturally disappeared were not going away and were still lingering.

It was a feeling that was hard to bear, so I frowned and pressed my forehead hard with the back of my hand.

No matter how hard I pressed, the pain did not fade away, but rather became more vivid and tormented my mind.

Because I thought this theory wouldn’t work.

I immediately called the maid and ordered her to make the exact same car that Damian had given me.

“I… I’m really sorry, Your Majesty. But no one knows about that car.”

Since there were only people who didn’t even know about the existence of the car that Damian had given them, he couldn’t ask them to get it for him.

“Furthermore, I don’t know of any tea that can instantly relieve fatigue. I don’t know if it can relieve it to some extent.”

“… Really?”

“Yes. There is no such thing as such a good thing in this world.”

Because it’s a good product…

I had been taking it for granted that I would receive a car, so I didn’t even realize it.

That’s why I tried to endure it and hold on.

[My wife and daughter died. It must be all my fault for having a bad father.]

While Damien was there, the hallucinations and auditory hallucinations that I had forgotten about slowly began to come back to me.

After realizing that I couldn’t leave it like this, I quickly ordered all the cars related to fatigue recovery to be brought in.

No matter what I drank, I couldn’t even keep up with the tea he gave me.