episode_0017

The casino itself was relatively large.

In addition to the furniture being placed so densely that it was impossible to tell day from night, there were also so many people crowded together that it was not an appropriate environment for using a long mace.

So, at that moment, I was about to give up the two-handed mace that had power and long range and start the battle with the good-handed hammer.

Lorraine took a step back and spoke to me.

“Here, would you like to try it by yourself, Little Master?”

It is a disqualifying suggestion for an escort knight, but a reasonable suggestion for a swordsmanship master.

I nodded my head slightly and walked forward.

“Ha… I’ve been living and living. Now, to some kid who looks like a parasite brother… ”

Is it because he is not very big and looks like a tree that grew up in a greenhouse?

The person sitting in the front row is not even paying attention, let alone taking the minimum amount of precautions, and is just laughing.

When I saw his large but unscathed body, I realized that he had been living more out of psychological fear than combat, and I immediately brought down my hammer.

Wow.

A strong impact sound is coming.

If you’ve been fighting for a while, you could probably avoid it, but it seems you’re not at that level, so Inyoung quickly collapses.

For a moment, silence flows and all eyes are focused on me.

As I looked at this, I thought back to my last day in the North, and with a frown on my lips, I walked forward again, shaking off the blood.

“Catch that bastard!”

“Weapon! Where is my weapon!”

“What the hell is going on all of a sudden!”

It seems that they are not people who make a living from fighting, but they are too much of a mess and are intertwining each other’s paths, creating their own chaos.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of them pushing each other towards death.

I started dealing with those running in front one by one.

“Die!”

After lightly dodging the oncoming attack, he smashes the opponent’s face with the hammer he is holding.

It was a movement that could seem light at first glance because it was a smooth, continuous action.

However, that does not mean that the result was light.

As blood spurts out with the sound of something literally breaking, those following behind stiffen and freeze.

Feeling rather irritated by the overly crude reaction, I stretched out my foot and kicked the thing in front of me hard, then looked around.

The sight of them being scared and unable to rush in despite the death of their own comrades feels like looking at gentle lambs.

When I was looking at such a sight, I was reminded again of the fact that the moment I lost my composure, I lost all initiative.

A loud commotion was heard from inside, and a large man screamed as he smashed the wooden door with his hands and ran out.

“What the hell are you!”

A muscular man with numerous scars on his face, as if it were a doodle book.

He threw the blood-covered man he was holding onto the floor and looked around, gritting his teeth.

He spoke to me while looking at me and the things around me.

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It seemed that he was quick to assess the situation, as he quickly calmed down and rubbed his wrist before kicking a man nearby and talking to him.

“You little bastards! Won’t you catch that bastard right now?”

It seems that he decided that it would be more efficient to exhaust me with useless things and then attack me.

I thought I was doing something quite fun, so I thought I’d give it a try and started dealing with the people who rushed at me one by one.

Kwaaang!

A movement created through countless sparring sessions with Lorraine.

Although he always looks like an idiot and laughs, he was the youngest top-tier sword expert and he learned from a genius who became a sword master in the latter half of the story.

Of course, my skills were insufficient to evaluate this as perfect.

At least I had no problem dealing with these rough guys.

As he knocks down fifteen of them at once, the muscular man quickly rolls his pupils and tries to assess the situation.

Maybe it’s because I was stronger than I expected.

As I slowly walked towards that man, I heard a voice.

“Hey, wait a minute! What do you want? Money? Or a fortune? If it’s an assassination, I’ll pay 10 times that amount! ”

Those words made me remember something I had forgotten for a moment.

Come to think of it, I came here not to beat people, but to get information.

I wiped the blood from the hammer on a nearby tablecloth and told him what I wanted.

“I need information.”

“Me, information? What information?”

“All things related to the Warlock and the Church.”

“… … ”

The moment he heard what I said, he must have thought it wasn’t going to work out because he threw all the furniture nearby at me and ran away.

When I saw this, I realized that the man was definitely connected to a black magician or a religious cult, and was about to chase after him.

A strong wind blew and the ankle of a man who was trying to run away was cut off.

This was meant literally.

As if the process had been omitted.

The ankle of the speed log, which was far beyond human cognitive ability, was separated very cleanly.

‘… It’s definitely a monster.’

How long does it take to get to that level?

I complimented Lorraine on her job, thinking she didn’t even have a clue, and then looked at the man crawling on the floor.

Unlike before, his attitude is very polite now, as if he has finally found the heart to have a proper conversation.

I spoke to him while trampling on his back.

“Tell me everything you know.”

At those words, he nodded his head quickly, groaning in pain.

*

“I, I just received a letter conveying the contents in the middle. I don’t know anything. ”

I said I didn’t know, so I raised the hammer and new information came out.

“… Ah, ah! Now that I think about it, I think I said I’d bring a new letter tomorrow! Th, I heard it had the next instructions in it! ”

As if he knew more, he made a gesture of holding the hammer firmly, and new information popped out again.

“Again… That’s right! Ruston! You got an order from the warlock! Tell me about it! ”

The man named Ruston turned pale at those words, shook his head quickly, and spoke to me.

“Do, Do-ryun-sama, I didn’t mean to do that. I had no choice but to be threatened… ”

“Did I ask you to tell me your personal story?”

“… I received an order from the Warlock! After becoming close to the Master, I want to make the Master become close to those arranged by the Warlock! ”

“Why?”

“I don’t know about that either… Maybe he was trying to get something from you?”

They didn’t have any important information, since they were just a pyramid that could be cut at any time.

Because it made it possible for speculations that had been made, such as the idea that a warlock was targeting Karsarilga, to turn into certainty.

It was judged that good results had been achieved.

‘And if you succeed in stealing the letter tomorrow, too.’

I nodded, thinking that instead of just chasing the tail, we could now get to the root of the problem.

*

And the next evening, Lorraine and I were hiding in a nearby building.

As soon as they confirmed that a suspicious man was leaving a letter, they grabbed him and took him inside the gambling house.

“Let go, let go!”

He struggled and tried to get away from us.

After several attempts at physical persuasion, he became as quiet as if he were dead and collapsed.

“Oh, it really seems like he’s dead.”

I ignored Ruston, who was trembling in fear in front of me, and looked at the letter I had taken.

A plain white letter, nothing special.

According to what the guy who was lying down said, the letter contained information regarding the following instructions…

‘Whether this letter contains an order, a self-introduction, or useless content is only known to the person concerned and the person who reads it.’

The point was, how did you know that the order was written down as if you were saying it?

Of course, it’s possible that this guy was telling the truth, but considering the dark nature of the warlocks, it seemed highly likely that this was a trap.

‘So what I have to do is.’

Instead of opening the letter and checking the contents.

It was a task to have the spirit take over the lingering scent of black magic in the letter and guide it to the place where the lingering scent continued.

So, I immediately took out the spirit, let it smell the letter, and asked it to show me the way.

“Wow!”

The spirit looked to one side and barked as if telling us to trust only him.

I walked in that direction and talked to Lorraine.

“Just knock those guys out.”

“Yes.”

It would be better to knock them out so that they can be reported to the family later and eaten as witnesses.

What was important now was to follow the lingering scent of the letter before it completely disappeared, so I quickly followed it.

“Wow!”

The place we arrived at was a nearby lakeside.

As I was expressing my doubts because it seemed to be a place that had absolutely nothing to do with black magic.

The sun spirit barks loudly toward the lake bottom.

‘Under the water?’

Is it possible that the dark magicians are hiding under the lake?

… the thought crossed my mind as to whether that was possible, but then I thought, if magic exists, what could be impossible, so I told Lorraine about it.

They say there seem to be warlocks down there.

*****

He is the main character and the warrior who defeats the final boss.

Originally, he had to grow at an abnormally fast rate after successfully blocking the second invasion from the North and gaining the recognition of the Northerners.

“… I think I need to take a break for a while. The mace hit me in a bad spot. ”

He was lying in the sickroom after being hit in the groin with a mace by Damian Carsaril simply for flirting with Elysia.

Fortunately, he played a major role in the invasion and was treated as a VIP and received medical treatment.

Because the place I was hit was not a good place, I was in a state of despair, physically and mentally exhausted.

“… Damien. Damien! ”

Because it hit a precious place and not somewhere else, the anger continues to overflow beyond the limit.

That’s why I wanted to run away right away and take revenge on Damian right away.

Not only was Damien no longer in the North, but he was still recovering from his wounds, so there was nothing he could do right away.

That’s why I kept building up my anger towards Damien and clenched my teeth, vowing to get revenge someday.