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Genius Warlock-Episode 662

662. dawn (5)

Click. Click. Click. Click······.

square. square. square. square······.

capital of the united kingdom.

some deep basement.

A mechanical, repetitive sound continued to ring there..

Even the sound was not just one, but multiple, overlapping to form a single harmony..

Naturally, since it was an accidental harmony, it had no name. However, if we were to give everyone here a name, we would all call them this..

Harmony of Information.

There were two main reasons.

One is this chakak. Click. It was because the sound was a telegraph..

The telegraph transmits messages over long distances by means of radio waves and codes..

After the invention of voice communication devices, it was a means of communication that fell into disrepair, but it did not completely disappear, just because it lost its main role..

Thanks to its advantages of wider range and security than voice communication devices, some are still maintaining their position. A representative example of this was the information department of the secretariat of the kingdom here..

This is where all information, both domestically and internationally, is collected for the royal family of the United Kingdom..

In other words, click. Click. This meant that each sound contained information. So it can be called the harmony of information..

Well then, square. square. What is the roaring sound??

It was the sound of information from the telegrams lined up along the wall being compiled and written down on paper..

A series of processes to decrypt telegrams, divide information according to type, integrate overlapping information, and organize messy information systematically..

The information thus organized was conveyed to the Kingdom's Chief of Staff through regular weekly reports..

Originally, he only coordinated the work of secretaries, but at some point, he became the chief secretary who was involved in the royal family's affairs..

Click. Click. Click. Click······.

square. square. square. Square....

The harmony, which was frighteningly mechanical and repetitive, was suddenly broken..

someone stopped their hand.

The Secretaries of the Intelligence Department, who were more like parts than people, all turned their heads towards the incident..

A scene that gives me goosebumps somewhere.

However, Secretary 1, the person who broke the harmony, paid no heed to such attention and calmly re-read his interpretation..

One letter, one letter, detailed.

The eyes of others who were watching changed..

It was not a mistake due to laziness or immaturity, but an intuition that something had gone wrong..

As if to prove that his intuition was not wrong, Secretary 1 got up and headed for the door..

A gap that suddenly appeared. Another secretary who was on standby immediately filled the position and replaced the staff..

Meanwhile, Secretary 1 calmly but quickly left the information department, and the harmony of information began to sound mechanically again..

Click. Click. Click. Click······.

square. square. square. square······.

***

Knock. Knock.

Secretary 1 knocked on the door located on one side of the palace..

“What's going on?”

“I have something to report.”

“come in.”

Secretary 1 went inside after mechanically exchanging questions and answers..

The inside was none other than the office of the kingdom's chief secretary, and perhaps because he was a secretary, it was so simple that it felt out of place compared to the large and ornate palace..

But what made me feel more disconnected was the people in that space..

“Sorry, everyone. Can we stop talking for a moment and talk again later??”

The Chief of Staff, who was sitting in front of the office desk, asked for understanding from the guests who came first..

For reference, the types of customers were diverse and their presence was significant..

There were high-ranking wizards from traditional schools such as Salas, representative nobles of the kingdom, politicians, and businessmen who dealt directly with the royal family, such as the head of Pinkman..

Each and every one of them is a group of people who are worthy of being called giants..

However, when Secretary 1 said that he had something to urgently report, the Chief Secretary bit them. Although his words were polite, he told me to leave because he had urgent business to attend to..

Is it possible because he is the chief of staff with the royal family on his back??

I didn't know the reason, but one thing was certain: the big people who came first got up and left the room without much complaint..

Step by step. Step by step. Step by step.

Guests leaving with a steady sound of footsteps.

Secretary 1 stood to one side and entered the Chief Secretary's office after all the guests had left..

When the guests left, the place returned to its original, plain, uncharacteristic atmosphere..

“What's going on?”

the secretary asked.

Even though he held a high position in charge of over a hundred royal secretaries, he had an inexplicably ordinary appearance..

If you let your guard down just a little bit, your face will look blurry. That's how it was made in the first place.

Secretary 1 presented the contents of the telegram he had written to the chief secretary..

“This is a telegram from the center of the continent... Woodcutter Dave is said to be participating in the fight against the Pied Piper..”

“······.”

The Pied Piper.

A two-legged scourge that has been kidnapping in the center of the continent for hundreds of years, but no one has dared to do anything about it..

As its activities were restricted by the archive, its notoriety was reduced compared to its actual power, but even so, it was a monster of monsters that no one could stand against..

In the past, all countries, including the United Kingdom, sent troops to subdue them but failed..

An incident that is already hundreds of years old. However, it was also an incident that was stuck in everyone's mind..

But now I'm touching the Pied Piper again.?

That's just the countries in the center of the continent, which are collections of second-rate countries, and a portion of the Pater Church. that-

“-It's a struggle.”

Chief Secretary. No, said the eternal puppet..

“It's a struggle. master.”

Secretary 1, Puppet’s disciple, asked:.

“It must be a struggle against the approaching apocalypse. The Paterists who maintain order in the world are not fools. He must be trying something. like us.”

A doubt appeared on Secretary 1’s face..

“master. Sorry, but I don't quite understand what you mean. What does playing the Pied Piper have to do with the apocalypse??”

“I don't know that either.”

Puppet said, putting the paper back on the desk. However, unfortunately, Secretary 1 did not believe that..

Even though his teacher was a warlock who was looked down upon by the world, he was a man who reached the highest point in the world, and was a great man who even Archive could not defeat in the end..

The one who is everywhere, from the lowest place in the world to the highest place in the world..

I was sure that such a person would know the inside information of the Pater Church..

Of course, I couldn't ask any questions apart from what I was sure about..

This was not because Secretary 1 was Puppet's student, or because he had no power..

There was a more fundamental reason than that..

Since he regarded the puppet that raised him from a young age as his father, he could not dare to say a word that doubted him. Because it was immoral.

Just like other disciples.

All Secretary 1 could do was express concern..

“Are you okay??”

“what?”

“Dave the lumberjack. Isn't this the one that Master was interested in? Do you mind if he fights the Pied Piper??”

Secretary 1 recalled that he had told Puppet not to touch Dave..

“Why are you assuming that Dave will lose??”

“That's it······.”

Secretary 1, who had been speaking mechanically, trailed off for the first time. The reason was full and overflowing..

Because the other person was the Pied Piper.

Nevertheless, the reason Secretary 1 failed to answer was because he sensed the more important Puppet's thoughts..

“Does the master think he will win??”

“No, the Pied Piper will most likely win. Humans cannot defeat him... But there are always exceptions. Because I too live for that exception..”

“Even if you win, it's a problem.”

For the first time, I felt emotion in Secretary 1's extremely calm voice..

“He's already being called the new finger.”

“It's a name I made up half as a joke..”

“The name now has power. Some of the many warlocks affiliated with the Black Hand are secretly contacting the new Fingers..”

it was true.

The Black Hand was a vast organization made up of warlocks, but it was also a loose association..

Nevertheless, the reason why the Black Hand organization was able to survive for so long was because there were fingers that ruled for at least several decades and at most hundreds of years..

Thanks to their overwhelming power, greed, and madness,.

Therefore, even though it was a loose association, it was able to survive longer than any other organization..

However, as if to ridicule such history, those fingers have recently fallen one after another..

The human meat cook, who operated based on the mighty power, greed, patience, and planning of Ilshin, committed something reckless and was subdued by the Archives.,

Fan, who created his own dream kingdom, was also defeated along with the monster he created..

As the fingers that seemed to last forever fell apart, the Black Hand began to shake from its very foundation, and now there are even those who are trying to break away..

That is why those who are not fingers are called fingers and are absorbing the power of the Black Hand..

This trend was even accelerating after the establishment of the Choosing People organization in Gallos..

This could be said to be an unbearable tragedy..

“How can you think like that??”

“Wasn't the organization called Black Hand created by the master??”

Secretary 1 said. surprisingly it was true.

It wasn't the goal from the beginning, but it was as if the puppet had created a black hand..

He spread black magic as if sowing seeds to children with talent and aspirations, sponsored them, fostered families, and united those families..

Although it cannot be said that the gigantic organization called Black Hand was created solely by puppets, it cannot be denied that each and every piece was imprinted with the puppets' touch..

“It's dangerous for Dave to take down the Pied Piper. We will continue to follow our master, but the others will not. The reason the Pied Piper couldn't become a main character despite his power was because of his nature of being only interested in kidnapping. If Dave, who has his own power, defeats him and gains prestige, not only the Black Hand organization but also the warlock itself-”

“-perhaps.”

Puppet cut off Secretary 1's increasingly agitated words..

Unlike Secretary 1, who was excited as if something had been taken away from him, Puppet's reaction was calm and even aloof..

“It may have been originally intended for this purpose..”

“······yes?”

“I just suddenly had this thought. I wonder who this organization called Black Hand was created for. by someone very nasty.”

After hearing the puppet's answer, Secretary 1 made a dumbfounded expression that would normally be unimaginable..

To that extent, what the puppet said was outside of common sense..

The Black Hand, which has existed for hundreds of years, was born to be dedicated to an individual who will be born hundreds of years later..

It was a remark that was no different from senility... if. If it wasn't senility, it would be a bigger deal. Isn't that so absurd??

What right do you have?······.

But, the person who said those words was the person who actually created the Black Hand. He simply couldn't understand. Does it matter if someone else takes over the black hand??

“doesn't care. Anyway, the black hand is just a means to me..”

“······.”

“hmm······. Still, it's news that can't be ignored. Whatever the reason, you broke your promise..”

Puppet stood up and muttered..

Secretary 1 couldn't understand what that meant, but Puppet didn't bother to explain..

Not only is there no need to tell you, but a more urgent situation has occurred..

Oliver, who always keeps his promises, breaks his promise with the Pied Piper, who they decided not to have anything to do with. That meant he was no exception..

Even though it was difficult the first time, the second time was easy..

I had to put on a safety device..

“I think I need to go for a walk.”

“Where are you talking about??”

“Landa... The reason is... I guess I'll have to crack it. The rift hasn't closed yet. Would you like to go together??”

With those words, the air in the office distorted and someone appeared..

It was Lilith, with a thistle crown over her clouded eyes, unbending knees with mottled and discolored skin, and a body borrowed from the flesh cook's younger sister, Gretel..

***

Shoot ahhh. Shoot ahhh.

An ordinary room that is neither too shabby nor too flashy..

There, a shirtless Oliver was washing his head with water from a bowl..

Oliver, who seemed to be very thin even with his clothes on, became even more noticeable when he took off his shirt..

The ribs are clearly exposed as if they had been starving for several days, and the spine is so protruding that it is so pitiful that it gives me goosebumps..

It made me wonder if this was what it looked like with only the bones and skin remaining..

What a miserable sight. Yet, somehow, it gave off an intimidating feeling that made you feel intimidated..

At least no one in this city looked down on Oliver..

Not only civilians, but also soldiers, paladins, priests, and even kings..

Pop. pop.

When I used up all the water I had collected, water droplets began to drip from my wet hair..

Oliver squeezed his hair as if to sweep it back, wiped the water droplets on the mirror and looked at himself..

Fortunately, perhaps thanks to the dyeing process, one side of the bleached hair turned completely black..

I didn't understand. Although some of the white color has appeared recently, I wonder how the dye came off completely in one night..

‘Has the scope become wider??’

I thought about the bleached area before Oliver dyed his hair. It could have been my mood, but it seemed like the area of ​​discoloration had increased. Well, I dyed my hair, so it didn't matter anymore..

Oliver turned his head left and right to check that the dyeing was complete, then wiped his wet hair and body with a towel and changed his clothes..

I put on a carefully ironed shirt and pants, adjusted my sleeves with cufflinks, and tied a tie..

As instructed by the Angel House staff.

He then put on the matching vest, sprayed some perfume, and put on his outerwear..

Because I was skinny, I couldn't wear expensive clothes, but it didn't matter since I was wearing them to be polite in the first place..

After adjusting his clothes for the last time, Oliver took the quarter staff that was standing on one side, checked the dagger on his waist, and went out the door..

Kevin, Yarely, and Rosburn were there..

The people who came with Oliver this time. I never thought I would get involved in something like this..

“Don't worry about this, mind your own business..”

Kevin said, as if reading Oliver's thoughts..

Although not as good as Merlin, he also knew what Oliver was thinking..

“Do not worry.”

“Yes, teacher!”

Afterwards, Yareli and Rosburn followed Kevin and spoke..

“thank you.”

After expressing his heartfelt gratitude to them, Oliver walked briskly down the hallway..

Kevin, Yarely, and Rosburn followed Oliver's footsteps..

Oliver went outside like that..

Squeak.

When he came outside, many eyes looked at Oliver at once..

The eyes of a city citizen who lost a child,

The soldier's eyes are filled with tension and fear.,

The nuns' eyes filled with anticipation,

The Holy Knight's eyes can't believe the current situation.,

The eyes of kings who feel both jealous and fearful,

Roderick's eyes look with complicated emotions.

Among the countless gazes that take your breath away. Oliver walked away without saying a word..

Step by step. Step by step. Step by step.

Countless eyes moved following Oliver's steps..

At this moment, ordinary people, superhumans, rich people, poor people, lowly people, and noble people were all the same..

by just one person.

The person climbed on the steps of the statue in the center of the square.

It was only a few centimeters higher than the floor, but it was only one step, but for some reason it felt like everyone was looking up at Oliver..

Everyone was silent in an indescribable feeling, and the city fell into silence as the Pied Piper swept away..

I feel like I'm going to drown because my ears are deaf..

Inside, Oliver opened his mouth..

“Let's go.”