I Became God of War's Youngest Disciple - Episode 366
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Even Dorothy didn't notice my stomach..
But what kind of trick did that woman pull that allowed her to recognize that it was a mask belonging to the Linchal tribe upon first meeting her??
“You were hiding yourself? Haha! This is going to make my stomach hurt!”
The man who came here with me at the entrance burst into laughter and started scratching Dorothy while making fun of him..
“Hey Dorothy. How do you feel when you always pick on others with a different face and then end up getting the blame? ok? What happened to that great aesthetic sense??”
“Shut up, Ryan. before tearing it apart.”
“Oh.”
The man named Ryan exaggeratedly raised his arms and laughed..
Meanwhile, Dorothy with a frighteningly stern expression came towards me. I feel like I'm not in my right mind for my eyes to turn properly..
A situation where life-like things are blooming throughout my body.…….
For a moment I looked beyond Dorothy's back to the entrance through which I had come..
There was still a shabby door there... It is questionable whether that place still functions as an exit..
Moving through space is subject to conditions..
There is no guarantee that if I open that door, I will return to where I came from..
Moreover, it is not easy to get through Dorothy and her two companions in order to get to that door..
Meanwhile, Dorothy, who had reached me, whispered.
“Kid.”
“…….”
“Take off your mask.”
If you don't want to die... It seemed like the words he was saying behind his back were faintly heard..
But now I was thinking that taking off the mask would be the best handshake..
I must not reveal my identity to this unusual group..
So how should I respond??
‘…….’
It's a position where you shouldn't provoke the other person, but... In the current situation, there is nothing you can do..
I reviewed the possibilities in my head and took the riskiest gamble..
“Can you handle it if you kill me here??”
Ryan laughed at the provocative words..
“What are you doing??”
“…….”
I don't know these people.
Is it the Dark Church, the Abnaham Witches' Association, or some other mysterious group that I don't know about? … . don't know yet.
But I realized one thing these five people had in common:.
‘There is no unmanned.’
Not a single one of the five had any professional martial arts training, and generally had an aura similar to Dorothy's..
therefore…….
“I am the Sanghyeolgong's squire..”
“…….”
The moment I revealed my identity, the surroundings fell into silence once again..
The smile disappeared from Ryan's face, and Ozma, who had been staring into space after his first statement, looked at me again..
Same goes for the rest of the characters.
If their true identity is the Dark Church, then I am truly acting crazy..
This is because the church's greatest enemy is the Sanghyeolgong..
Revealing to them that you are a close associate of Sanghyeolgong is no different from saying, “Take everything you can from me, torture me until I die, and then kill me.”.
‘Then it just goes back.’
But I bet on another possibility.
That the people here are not members of the Dark Church..
“…Dorothy, that's true.?”
One of the women who appeared with me asked in a somewhat subdued voice:.
Then Dorothy clicked her tongue..
“What if it's true? Something's wrong?”
“Are you sane??”
The moment I heard a reprimanding voice, I clenched my fists inside..
As expected, these were not the Dark Church, but the [Abnaham Witches].
It's a bit strange that there are men among the witches, but... … . Just because a group is called a witches association doesn't mean there are only witches..
Ryan clicked his tongue..
“I thought I would buy you sometime and hit you properly. You kidnapped Sanghyeolgong's squire, and now you're trying to kill him? Do you know what you did??”
“I know better than you, so shut up. And no matter how much Delac he is, there's no way he can come all the way to the [Emerald Tower], right? The man is a great hunter and tracker, but he is not a wizard..”
“Even if you can't come, you'll know who did it..”
Then Dorothy frowned..
“Ah - I don't know. There must be at least a few hundred of Sanghyeolgong's minions, so what's the big deal about killing just one of them? Let's kill it first and think about it. Because I will take full responsibility.”
“crazy bitch.”
Ryan chided lowly and said:.
“I am against it. This kid should just be sent back to where he came from..”
“I also agree with Ryan..”
The two people I met at the door said that. Although they had a rough tone, they were surprisingly sane people..
That's the moment.
“If you kill that man.”
I heard a gloomy voice cut off..
The person who first sat at the round table with Ozma. He's the one who never said a word.
The voice, whose gender was difficult to guess, was full of metallic sounds, and the eyes under the hood were as gloomy as empty cavities..
“Can you give me your brain??”
“…….”
What is that psychopath doing?.
Dorothy grinned..
“of course. Then you agree?”
“If you give me a brain.”
“good. Then, if you go to Crow, this is it.?”
Then, naturally, the attention of the crowd focused on the one remaining person, Ozma..
I think they basically use informal language to each other.…….
If I had to pick a leader, I thought it would be that woman named Ozma..
Of course, there is no clear evidence, it is just a feeling..
Dorothy spoke first.
“Ozma, with your magic, you can erase every trace I left behind..”
“okay.”
“What this means is that if you help me, even Delac won't notice what we're doing.?”
Even when asked in a subdued tone, Ozma did not respond. Still staring into space with a blank face.
Dorothy, who seemed frustrated, said as if urging,.
“I will admit that I was hasty. But I know what he'll say if I send him back like this.?”
“Hmm.”
“…good. If you help me this time, I will give you the [Golden Skull] you wanted last time. how?”
“you.”
Ozma looked at me, ignoring Dorothy's words..
“Where did you get that mask??”
“…….”
It's not difficult to take it off, though..
For some reason, I felt that if I lied now, it would be counterproductive..
“I received it from Dean Alderson..”
If I respond like this, there is a risk that Ruan Badnicker's activities at the dean's warehouse will be discovered.…….
Basically, the relationship between wizards and witches is close to the worst..
This would be even more so if they were members of the Seven Colored Archmages and Witches who were at the top..
We rarely come into contact with each other, and even if we do meet, we probably won't talk peacefully, so it's okay, right?.
A question flashed across Ozma's face..
“The Purple Wizard Alderson Marvre... … . It's strange. The old man has no knowledge of black magic..”
“…….”
“You are lying. Or maybe they're hiding something.”
Are all witches naturally quick-witted?.
Perhaps the sense of discomfort Ozma is feeling right now is the magic engraved on the Linchal tribe's mask again..
In other words, I think he recognized Lyserradigos's skills.…….
“I can show you that mask for a moment.?”
In the end, Ozma's request was the same as Dorothy's, but the purpose seemed to be different..
It's a nuance that makes me seem more interested in the mask itself rather than my bare face..
Of course it's hard to accept.
Taking off the mask here means revealing the fact that I am Luan Badniker..
“…Are you going to kill me if I refuse??”
“hmm. That's a bit uncomfortable, so I'll just massage my brain..”
“Massage it, I want to give it to you?”
Ozma shook his head at the words of the psychopath called Crow..
“no. I'm just going to erase the fact that we met and leave a few hints. Then there won't be any hostility against us in the future, and there may be a time when we can use it in the future..”
“…….”
Are you crazy?.
So doesn’t that mean they are manipulating my memory?.
“That's a bit.”
When I expressed my disapproval and widened my distance, Ozma also spoke as if he was embarrassed..
“I was as considerate as possible to you. If I say I don't like this and I don't like that, I'll be in trouble too..”
“My mouth is heavy. I won't tell anyone what happened here..”
Dorothy sneered at my words..
“A guy who hides his identity must be like that. I know this well because I am an expert in that field, but the guy who hides his face is bound to have a plan. Did you happen to follow us??”
I laughed at the absurdity.
Jeokbanhajjang is also oily resin, and the person who dragged the person who was just trying to buy cookies here said something like that..
“Not at all.”
“So what were you doing in the South??”
“was on a mission.”
“mission?”
“It's something to do with the church..”
I looked around and said.
“People here... My guess is that you are members of the [Abnaham Witches], but you are not our target..”
So please don't get involved with each other and just go our separate ways..
I spoke with my wishes in mind, but Ozma spoke shocking words with an expression that did not even seem to be listening to him..
“okay? So what if we are cooperating with the cult??”
“Ozma!”
The moment Ryan shouted loudly, the hood came off and his face was revealed..
I was outright surprised..
Because the exposed face really looks like a lion..
The spiky hair was like a lion's mane, and the bright yellow eyes were reminiscent of a wild beast. Plus incredibly thick eyebrows…….
Ryan growled..
“Watch your mouth. It's not a fact that can be revealed to a guy like this. and you. If you want to crawl away with your limbs intact, you had better take care of your snout..”
“Who cares? I'm going to erase the memories anyway. Memory manipulation is a difficult magic and the success rate is low. Some people may be completely idiots, so we need to exchange ideas before we break down..”
Listening to Ozma's words, it seems that my disposition has been decided to 'remove memories'.…….
Looking back, from my perspective, it could have been a worse ending than dying..
What happens to me if my mind is destroyed during the memory deletion process??
When you return, all physical injuries will be fully recovered, but there is no way to know what will happen to the mental part..
In the worst case scenario, you may revert to becoming an idiot..
There would be no way [Blessing of Spiritual Mountain] would just sit by and watch something like that happen..
In some world, there may be a one-armed person, a one-legged person, or a one-eyed person.…….
Because an idiot cannot exist as long as he is the best in the world..
‘Write.’
It's no joke anymore.
I am really ready to return from this place..
In that case, we need to find out as much as possible about these guys..
“Why is the Witches' Association cooperating with the Church? I'm going to turn my back on the empire and join them.?”
“Umm. That's just the result. What we value is always the process..”
What kind of bullshit is this??
“The purpose of our coven is to find inspiration..”
“Inspiration?”
“Black magic is greatly influenced by emotions. Is this a very instinctive magic? Research must come first, but stimulation is much more important. And the way people get stimulation is different from person to person. It could be love, obsession, desire, or creation or appreciation of art... There's nothing strange even if it's murder.”
“…….”
“However, as people inevitably go through life, they gradually become accustomed to such stimulation. It's like mental aging... … . Even more so for witches like us. Because I live longer than the average person and have various experiences since I was young..”
I still have no idea what this crazy woman wants to say..
As I remained silent because I had nothing to say in response, Ozma spoke again in conclusion..
“That's why we cooperate with the denomination..”
“Suddenly the story goes like that.?”
“Not suddenly. What is the most refreshing stimulus to a person? It's about experiencing something you've never experienced before. And the church is the only one on this continent that can summon beings from another world. In an ecosystem we cannot even imagine, we can come into contact with higher beings with completely different appearances, characteristics, and ways of thinking..”
Those words suddenly brought me to my senses..
I think I know what kind of being Ozma is talking about..
“Is it really the devil??”
“huh.”
Ozma suddenly let out an excited sigh and spoke in a heated voice..
“Hatred... It's truly a source of inspiration. Every time we catch its presence, great progress is made in our black magic..”
“…….”
“ruler. The story ends here. Looking at your expression, it seems like this is your first time hearing this. That means Badniker didn't notice our plan.?”
…I was deliberately bragging about it so that people would know that..
I sighed..
Now that the situation has come to this, there is only one way left for me to respond..
I have no choice but to go crazy and make a fuss here..
If I made a mistake, I would have no choice but to return, but no matter how much I thought about it, I thought it would be a waste to use that opportunity now..
Of course the situation is worst.
There are five opponents, and except for Dorothy, they don't even know how to fight..
Is the winning rate even 10%??
The moment when you wonder if you should make a surprise attack to increase your slim chance of winning.…….
Ozma made a sad expression..
“I know what you're trying to do, but it's already too late.”
“……!”
At that moment, without even warning, I felt dizzy. For some reason, my vision is blurring, and my ears are ringing like tinnitus..
I felt like my weight was leaning forward, and then suddenly I felt like I was being pinned, as if a nail had been driven in..
once, twice, three times…….
I blinked and looked ahead..
The surroundings remained the same, but only my condition had changed..
Before I knew it, I had become a bastard hanging on a strange cross..
‘What is this again?……?’
Is it a hallucination??
So when did it happen?.
I laughed out loud because it was such a ridiculous situation..
Of course, I have low immunity to this type of attack, but this time I didn't even feel it..
“One piece of advice. Under no circumstances should you give a gentle answer to a witch's questions. That's the trigger.”
“…….”
“Well, I'm probably going to forget all this advice too..”
Ozma extended his hand to me with an expressionless face..
‘Write.’
Good this is it
Now that things are like this, it's not the time to worry about Narugo, Ruzadgo, etc. The moment I immediately try to operate Chloride First Air…….
Grumble……!
Suddenly, a loud vibration sounded, and the intestines shook violently..
It's loud enough to make you think an earthquake has occurred. My body, nailed to the cross, shakes like a scarecrow caught in a strong wind..
Anyway, the vibration stopped quickly..
“…What was it just now??”
“Of course it won't be an earthquake…….”
“Ozma, what's going on??”
However, the witches could not hide their embarrassment, as if this was the first time something like this had happened..
The same goes for Ozma, who just reached out to me..
The woman frowned for the first time and spoke slowly..
“It's an intruder..”
“haha. Fresh nonsense. There is an intruder in this [Emerald Tower]?”
“…….”
As Ozma remained silent with an expressionless face, Ryan, who had been frowning, also smiled..
“You're kidding, right? There is no way there is a warlock left in this era who can break through the barrier carved into this tower..”
While the witches were confused, I smiled and focused on the 'current times' part..
‘ah…….’
You came.
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