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Genius Warlock-Episode 623

623. flute sound (2)

Brrrrrr~

An unknown space stained with darkness.

A clumsy harmonica sound rang from somewhere..

Oliver couldn't remember where he was or how he got there, but he reflexively walked toward the direction from which he heard the sound..

Jeez. Jeez. Jeopuk.

Perhaps because it was in the thick darkness, the sound of footsteps felt like thunder..

I kept walking and walking like that, and eventually I arrived in front of the light..

It's a shabby back alley, and there's all kinds of trash, rats, old tents, and a bonfire boiling a stew. And there were beggars.

‘Wahahaha! Harmonica, your skills have gotten much better?! Great!’

A fat man with an impressive red nose praised him, shaking his liquor bottle noisily. Red Nose, a member of the cant beggar gang, praised the other beggars for his harmonica..

The blond boy Harmonica, who heard the compliment, flashed his signature bright smile and looked both shy and happy at the same time..

Ah, I remembered. This was Oliver's memory..

One of the days I spent after first meeting Cant and joining his gang..

As proof, I saw Oliver sitting in the corner over there..

“······.”

What can I say? For some reason, I felt strange. She sees herself as someone else.

However, instead of analyzing this strange phenomenon rationally, Oliver decided to just enjoy the moment..

Because it was a pretty fun memory..

It wasn't a joke, it was serious..

Although it smelled bad, the bed was uncomfortable, and the only food was a stew made from vegetable scraps, canned ham, and hard bread, it was a pleasant memory for Oliver..

I followed Joanna's advice and went out into the world, but while I didn't know where to go, I met Cant and it was the first place I stayed..

In short, it could be said to be the place where Oliver first learned about the world..

Well, other than that, it was also the time when I felt most at peace. All you have to do is satisfy your curiosity as you please. Without any worries. Unlike now.

Therefore, the scenery that unfolded before his eyes was one of the most enjoyable moments for Oliver..

‘If I remember correctly, maybe······.’

Oliver thought as he watched the harmonica returning to its seat after the performance..

I did it just in case, but still. Red Nose, the mood maker, jumped up and patted his chubby belly..

‘cant! Is the stew ready? My stomach sticks to my back!’

‘It needs to boil some more. That way the broth will cook and become delicious..’

Cant, who had tasted the stew while sitting in front of the campfire, replied and stirred the stew again with a ladle..

Red Nose asked with regret..

‘Grump... how much?’

‘very little?’

‘That's right... Hey newbie! Do you have any skills or anything??’

Red Nose immediately asked Oliver, who was sitting in the corner. Then all the eyes of the beggar gang were focused on Oliver..

Oliver, confused by the sudden question, thought for a moment like a newbie and shook his head..

For Oliver, whose primary goal was to survive in the orphanage and the mine, there was no way he could have such a cool organ like the harmonica..

Then Red Nose joked as if he had expected it..

‘Then, why don't you at least pick a song?!’

‘A song?’

‘Yes, a song! Anyone can sing, right? It doesn’t matter if you don’t sing well! Now that we are part of the same family, we should become friends.!’

‘hmm······. I don't know any songs.’

‘You don’t know any songs? My life was in vain! Then, I'll pick a song first, so try following along. You may not be able to sing it as well as I do, but!’

The red nose fluttered confidently and then began to sing a nice song while shaking the bottle from side to side..

They say people have talents in everything, and the beggar gang listened to the song as if they were used to it, and Oliver also appreciated it..

At the time, Oliver didn't understand why Red Nose was doing that, but now he seems to understand a little bit..

It was a kind of consideration for Oliver, who couldn't fit in with the beggar gang (at least in the eyes of others), and to provide an opportunity for them to become friends..

That's why Cant stayed still..

Oliver was lost in thought, looking at memories from that time that he had forgotten for a while..

crackling!

When Red Nose finished singing, Oliver stood in front of the bonfire, and Oliver sang along to Red Nose..

When Oliver began to sing, the sounds of rats and bugs around him disappeared for a moment, and the beggars all widened their eyes..

I was impressed by Oliver's singing..

When the song was finished, applause rang out, and Cant also praised Oliver..

Oliver scratched his head, not knowing what to do at the unexpected reaction, and then Cant handed him some hot stew..

Cant said as Oliver tried to take the stew..

‘You have good singing skills. Why don't you stay here and call me-’

-flashing!

Oliver opened his eyes..

A truly comfortable and enjoyable dream. However, at the last, uncant-like words, Oliver felt a sense of strangeness and opened his eyes..

Oliver, who barely came to his senses, couldn't understand the situation, as if he had fainted and woke up, but soon memories began to come back to him, step by step..

A plot to harm the prince. Oliver attempted to thwart the plot by crossing through his portal and subduing the New Order who attempted to harm the prince..

Just as the incident was about to come to an end, the sound of Sleeping Beauty's flute was heard..

The sad, cheerful, irregular, yet harmonious sound of the flute.

The moment Oliver heard that sound, he dreamed of the previous dream..

It was a type of manipulation-type black magic. Looking around, Oliver was able to confirm that he wasn't the only one who had been hit..

The businessmen and capitalists who had stayed as close to the corner of the venue as possible to avoid being upset by the sudden situation were all in a state of hallucination with white eyes showing..

It was truly shocking..

Naturally, the most difficult thing to master among the manipulation classes was manipulating living creatures, and among them, manipulating humans was the most difficult..

Unlike corpses and shadows that had no resistance, living creatures instinctively resisted black magic, and humans with high intelligence resisted it the most..

A person without talent would find it difficult to control a single person even if he practiced all his life, and even if he had talent, he had to use various mediators and torture..

Because of this, almost none of the manipulation-type warlocks could control living people..

Although it is useful, the probability of success is low and the cost involved is too high..

An example of this could be the fact that even though Oliver came to Landa and experienced numerous accidents, he never encountered a warlock who directly manipulated people..

However, the Pied Piper used the sound of the flute to put all these people into a state of hallucination..

Businessman, banker, superman, etc. This is even more impressive considering that they are all people with strong egos. It could be said to be a talent that distinguishes it from a human meat chef or fan..

After assessing the situation and admiring the situation, Oliver belatedly came to his senses and turned his head towards the prince..

Fortunately, the prince did not hallucinate, but instead, a man approached and stood in front of him..

He was of average height and build, and wore an old but neatly maintained cloak, traveling clothes, and boots..

Oliver instinctively recognized him as the Pied Piper..

The Pied Piper stretched out his hand towards the prince, and Oliver, as befits the urgent situation, grabbed the Pied Piper's arm without even picking up the quarter staff that had fallen to the floor..

“It's a shame. I wish I was having a good dream.”

The Pied Piper said as Oliver took hold of his hand..

He had neatly coiffed hair, eyes as sharp as a snake, and an empty face that might once have had a sly smile on it..

Oliver wasn't mistaken..

Calm but endless anger.

A foreign energy that cannot be explained.

An atmosphere that is not of this world, like someone who has been burned..

I wasn't sure about anything, but there was one thing. I was sure this man was dangerous..

After making his decision, Oliver gave strength to the hand holding the Pied Piper without hesitation..

wow-!

After gaining incredible strength by eating the flesh of a human meat cook, I can only count on one hand the number of times I have exerted this much strength..

Oliver's grip, which rivaled that of a dragon, dug into the Pied Piper's arm. Oliver kept his arm like this.-

“-Is it you? Hansel, the child who killed that child.”

With a very calm voice, the Pied Piper found out what Oliver was hiding..

Oliver, embarrassed, put more pressure on his hand, but the Pied Piper swung his arm and immediately shook off Oliver's hand. So lightly.

He then stretched out his arm toward Oliver's face, and Oliver reflexively stretched out his left arm and grabbed the Pied Piper's hand..

Hands clasped together. Oliver and the Pied Piper gave strength at the same time..

Wow!······!!

slowly.

coo goo goo······!

slowly.

Coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo······!

slowly.

The surrounding air was weighed down by a force that could not have come from a human body, and the entire hotel building shook in the aftermath..

As the struggle continued, Oliver's body went lower and lower, and he slowly began to feel incontinent on the floor he was standing on. This makes it clear.

Oliver was losing power. The power of the human meat cook, the power of the dragon..

Damn it······!

The floor where the incontinence was standing cracked loudly, making a sound like bones breaking. There is a limit to durability.

Oliver looked up at the Pied Piper holding him down with one hand and shouted at the frightened prince..

“Prince.”

“······uh? yes?!”

“hold on to me.”

Hearing Oliver's calm but powerful voice, Prince Albert reflexively hugged Oliver's arms..

At the same time, the ground where Oliver is standing. Furthermore, one side of the hotel began to collapse..

Kwagwagwagwagwagwagwagwa━━!!

With dust and a roar. by pure physical force.

***

“These crazy bastards-!!”

“How dare you think there's someone here and start this shit!”

“Are there any reinforcements yet??”

“They say they're coming this way again.”

“Hold on somehow! It can't be penetrated.!!”

“die! You bastards-!!”

“Wow!!!!”

In front of the Graham Hotel.

Now there are many voices tangled together..

It wasn't just the voice. Tadadadang in front of the hotel! The streets are filled with gunshots and loud noises!! An orchestra of death was playing in the street, with loud sounds ringing in succession that made your hair stand on end..

It was by no means an exaggeration, since the number of bodies increased every time the orchestra got longer..

The cause of this orchestra was none other than Prince Albert in the hotel, or more precisely, the crazy people who were targeting the prince in the middle of the city..

The National Guard guarding the hotel and some of the new ranks were completely incomprehensible. What kind of guts do you have to do such crazy things?.

“There's a bazooka.!!”

One of the National Guardsmen guarding the hotel's defenses by relying on barricades spoke to Joe, a director of the Redevelopment Association and one of the new ranks..

In the direction he pointed, a fat man wearing a gas mask came out carrying a seemingly huge bazooka on his shoulder..

It seemed to be an existing bazooka remodeled using black market technology, and as if to explain this, there was a huge amount of magical energy inside the bazooka..

A level that can destroy barricades in one go and destroy barely maintained defense lines..

After checking, Joe put on several layers of the black suit that Dave taught him and then squeezed the unnecessarily thick gloves..

Chwii Iik Iik-!

The armor on his body was compressed, emitting smoke, and the density rose to its limit..

In that state, Joe transformed the black suit around his legs into that of an herbivore and kicked the ground..

bang-!

The concrete-paved ground exploded, scattering debris in all directions, and Joe rushed at a speed that could not be perceived by an ordinary person. He immediately got into the crowd of assailants..

“······?!”

The attackers were unable to respond due to the overwhelming speed..

This was why Joe left the hotel in the first place..

Overwhelming speed, defense, and attack power. Thanks to its simple but intuitive and powerful power, we were able to maintain a defense line in the form of hit and run..

Joe ran towards the fat man who was operating a bazooka, destroying the modified vehicle that the gunmen had set up as a shield from the front..

stroke-!

At that moment, when he was almost in front of me, the fat man changed the muzzle of the bazooka and aimed it at Joe..

I thought he was just a powerful gunner, but he seemed to be a skilled magic user in his own way..

The fat man, who changed the direction of his attack with amazing reflexes, pulled the trigger and fired a bullet full of magical power at Joe.,

Joe trusted his armor and rushed forward with his fist..

When Joe threw his fist, the shock waves overlapped and exploded, turning the ground he was standing on..

A bomb in the shape of a fist. The bomb split the explosion of the bazooka bullet fired by the fat man in two and exploded the fat man's head..

Kwasik!

A wet and heavy sound sounded like a watermelon breaking, and all the attackers around who saw this blow froze..

Taking advantage of his overwhelming power, Joe used that momentum to focus some of the armor on his arms, shaping them into spheres and throwing them to both sides..

It was an extremely simple attack that involved throwing a solid black suit together, but the power was beyond imagination..

The sphere Joe threw seemed to have become a huge piece of metal, smashing everything in its direction..

Regardless of whether armed forces, superhumans, cars, trees, or buildings.

Thanks to this, a large hole was created in the attackers' formation, and Joe fought his way through the enemies, inflicting as much damage as possible..

Landa's defense force, who watched this, boldly jumped out from the barricade and struck and pushed away the confused enemies..

It's like breaking through one of the sieges tightening from all sides..

As if things were starting to unravel, as Joe's defense line pushed back the enemy, police special forces, Landa Defense Forces, and the Security Bureau arrived one after another..

They turned around and began to eliminate the attackers who had surrounded the Graham Hotel with overwhelming firepower..

Inside and outside. The attackers surrounded in the shape of a donut were unable to put up any resistance, and just as the crazy people's rebellion was about to come to an end,.

Kwagwagwagwagwagwagwagwa━━!!

Before my ears fell, there was a roar that made my bones and flesh vibrate..

I thought there was a problem with another line of defense, but that wasn't the case..

Because the source of the sound was the hotel..

Due to the unusual energy, the defense forces, attackers, and reinforcements stopped fighting for a moment and turned their attention to the hotel..

Unbelievably, one side of the high-rise hotel collapsed, raising a huge pile of dust. It looks like one side of a cake was cut with a fork..

I thought a bomb had exploded, but that wasn't the case. It wasn't that kind of shape..

Rather, it looked more like it collapsed under the weight..

Nonsense. A state-of-the-art hotel built using Landa's latest architecture collapsed under its weight..

Anyway, the hundreds of troops surrounding the hotel stopped fighting due to the unusual energy and looked at the hotel where the dust was shaking. After a while, a group of people could be seen through the settling dust..

Those people were none other than Oliver, who strengthened his body with disease-type black magic while holding the prince in his arms, and an unidentified man who brought Oliver to his knees with force..

An unidentified man said to Oliver.

“You're holding on a little bit..”