Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
Krone swallowed the question, ‘Why are you checking it right now?’ and asked:
“Abilities… You say?”
“There is no need to worry about it, as it’s just like any ordinary event.”
At Lucion’s light tone, Krone’s eyebrows twitched.
“We… aren’t strong enough to have expectations for.”
“I never expected anything?”
“I’ll only take Hellon with us.”
“Okay.”
Knowing that Shutra was a barrier mage, Lucion readily agreed.
Besides, her animosity-filled gaze was annoying.
“… Can I ask one thing?”
Before Lucion turned the doorknob, Krone asked.
“Ask.”
The moment Lucion gave permission, Krone asked with a slightly nervous tone.
“Does Hamel-nim perhaps need an organization to deal with the aftermath of Your actions?”
“As expected, you’re perceptive. Indeed, I need an organization to clean after me.”
When Lucion replied he was right, Krone creased his forehead.
How did they end up like this?
“Don’t think anymore and follow. I hate chit-chat.”
Lucion opened the door.
***
[There is no need to worry because it’s an actual battle. Move Darkness like usual. Latta, you too.]
Approaching the people sent by the Viscount Hellion bastards, Russell made sure to tell this to Lucion and Latta.
Though they were soldiers without training, and there were quite a few of them, Lucion could get hurt.
— Kay! Latta isn’t worried.
“Yes, sir, I won’t worry.”
At Lucion’s reply, Hellon glanced at him.
“Concentrate, Hellon.”
Krone checked the bowstring and opened his mouth.
“Is it really okay?”
Hellon whispered while checking the dagger in his hand.
“It’s better than the days we rolled as slaves.”
Krone propped the bow against the ground.
“But that’s a warlock.”
“So, concentrate, Hellon.”
Krone decided to postpone thinking until afterward.
It was the first time he met with an actual warlock, about which he had only heard in rumors.
At least he confirmed that the rumors that exchanging words with warlocks will let them enslave one’s soul were bullshit.
[Should I call it talking in front of someone? Or should I call it talking behind someone’s back?]
Lucion, who drowned in all kinds of rumors, didn’t respond to Russell’s words.
He tapped his shadow, in which Latta was hiding, with his foot.
“10 seconds.”
— Kay!
Together with Latta’s answer, Lucion moved his Darkness.
What he learned up till now was how to hold a chair and a desk with the Darkness.
This training method taught by Russell was a process of learning about the debuff system, which was black magic’s most basic pillar.
“I’ll hold them.”
Lucion concentrated on displaying the results of his training.
Excluding a few enemies on guard duty, they were gathered in one place.
‘This is my first time with such a large number. Let’s take one bastard at a time.’
After stabilizing his breath, Lucion made Darkness quickly move to his hand.
The moment the Darkness showed itself, he crouched down to plant the flag on the ground.
‘Latta will assist with the rest. I don’t have to worry about trivial things.’
Lucion put another flag at the feet of the bastard who was the closest among the enemies standing guard and told the Darkness the location it had to move.
The Darkness, which moved quiet like the night, quickly bit into the man’s feet.
At that moment, Lucion commanded.
‘Hold!’
At the same time, Lucion moved part of the Darkness towards the man’s lips.
It was an additional command Russell told him about.
‘Block his mouth.’
The eyes of the man, who had his mouth and legs tied by the Darkness, shook greatly.
Swish!
At that moment, an arrow lunged into the man’s head.
When the bastard collapsed, Hellon, who had been waiting, quietly picked him up and dropped him in the bushes they had been hiding in.
[Oh. That’s quite good? They cooperate better than expected.]
Russell marveled, watching the first battle.
‘It’s more awkward than expected.’
Lucion frowned.
He succeeded in killing one enemy, but there were a lot more things he was bothered by than he expected.
There was no way he would be able to pull it off if Latta didn’t assist with maintenance time and Darkness control several times.
‘It’s difficult.’
Lucion wiggled his hand.
‘But it seems I will get the hang of it if I keep going.’
He stopped wiggling his hand and stared at the next enemy.
‘Good, good. You’re thinking.’
Seeing Lucion acting desirably, Russell smiled, satisfied.
If a warlock tries to act by moving formless Darkness, they can’t help but keep thinking.
Black magic was the most flexible magic that could bring forth much more power when thinking than not when the warlock has the exact same amount of Darkness.
‘One bastard out, another to go, starting with the guards.’
Lucion cooperated with the two people just like a moment ago and swiftly dealt with the guards.
After that, he moved the Darkness on the ground to avoid the attention of the bastards who were chatting and playing.
“15 seconds.”
Since 15 seconds was the longest maintenance time during the training, Lucion decided to show his best ability.
— Kay! Latta can do this!
Latta replied energetically.
Darkness circled around the guys who didn’t notice it as before.
Only after the Darkness, which didn’t take form yet, swirled, they started to notice one after another.
‘Rise.’
According to Lucion’s command, the Darkness shot up from the ground and enveloped the enemies like a wall.
“Wha-what is it!?”
The enemies were freaked out by the sudden appearance of the wall.
“A warlock! Wa-warlock!”
At that moment, one of the enemies shouted.
‘Hold them still!’
When the Darkness raised as high as he wanted, Lucion gave an additional order.
The Darkness, which became a wall, stretched out like a hand and tightly coiled around the enemies.
They looked like hands of death.
After the wall, which wrapped around the enemies, disappeared, enemies tied with black ropes were revealed.
Whoosh!
Krone shot three arrows at the same time without hesitation and pierced the enemies’ heads, and Hellon cut the throats of the remaining enemies with a dagger, splashing blood.
The two people who killed everyone stared at the enemies who still held on to their weapons.
Each one of their eyes was filled with fear as if they saw a monster.
And then the two people looked at Lucion.
What was easier than a still target?
What made it possible was Lucion’s power.
‘There were quite a lot of enemies.’
Krone gripped his bow tightly.
He wasn’t even able to notice when the Darkness was moving stealthily.
He was terrified by the thought that if they were enemies, they might die while laughing as usual.
“Wasn’t that great?”
Hellon opened his mouth towards Lucion.
In truth, he felt chills like Krone, but Lucion was a member of the same organization now.
But Lucion didn’t say anything.
‘… The world seems to be spinning.’
The moment he tied the enemies, he felt like something leaked out of his head en masse.
What followed was throbbing pain and dizziness so strong that it seemed like he would vomit.
[It’s like this because it’s the first time so much Darkness was leaked out at once. It will be fine in a moment, so there’s no need to panic.]
At Russell’s words, Lucion barely let out a breath.
[You understand the reason training is necessary now? Thanks to your good willpower laying down a foundation, Latta, and the results of training for the last few days, you endured it. Originally, you would’ve fainted.]
After that, Russell started rambling.
While Darkness, which Lucion accumulated, was released and became Latta, it decreased even more.
‘He did extremely well for his first real battle, but he can’t become overconfident.’
Lucion did so well in the overall speed of moving the Darkness and the process of giving commands, it was difficult to think it was his first time.
[I understand that you thought of pouring out all of the things you learned in an actual battle, but as you don’t know what kinds of situations you may face, it’s better to leave at least 20% of the Darkness.]
While almost completely suppressing his desire to praise him, Russell let out:
[But it wasn’t bad.]
— Latta? Latta?
Lucion’s shadow wriggled.
[The assistance was still awkward. But it wasn’t bad, just like Lucion.]
— Hihihi.
Latta laughed happily.
“Hey, Hamel-ssi?”
Hellon carefully called out again when Lucion didn’t answer.
At last, Lucion reacted and forced himself to open his mouth under Krone and Hellon’s gazes.
“I’ll return first.”
“Let’s go together.”
Krone packed the arrows that stuck in the ground as he replied.
Hellon opened his eyes slightly wide, and then quickly opened his mouth.
“Then, I’ll deal with the aftermath and follow.”
“Got it.”
After Krone replied, he followed Lucion.
He mounted the horse that he rode on to get here.
Lucion was riding a different horse borrowed on the way, not Syandra, to hide his identity.
“Hamel-nim.”
As Lucion shook the reins, Krone opened his mouth.
“Speak.”
“Do You perhaps feel unwell?”
“It seems you have eyes that can see through a mask.”
“I spoke because I’m worried about Hamel-nim’s state.”
Lucion sneered.
Who worries about a person who they didn’t know for even a day?
“I guess your heart is as broad as an ocean?”
After throwing out sarcasm to his heart’s content, Lucion moved the horse.
‘He is more prickly than I thought.’
Krone tousled his hair and then climbed his horse.
Anyhow, if he was going to have to keep meeting Hamel in the future, it was better to get used to his personality.
***
Lucion, who arrived first, returned the horse to the merchant, entered an alley, and then pocketed the mask and put on a hood.
As a problem may arise if he stays in such a remote place, he thought of organizing it quickly.
Lucion walked down the alley, and then stopped and quietly called Russell.
Latta, who at some point came out of his shadow, looked around while diligently wagging her tail.
“Master-nim.”
[What?]
“Don’t You have any good items, perhaps?”
[Are you talking about something like a mask, for example?]
Lucion smirked.
“Yes. About something that is sturdy and won’t break.”
A mask was necessary.
But he was bound to be caught somehow during the manufacturing process.
He thought that the safest and most trouble-free option was to take an existing item.
‘But there was nothing written about a mask in the novel.’
As Russell was also a warlock, it wouldn’t be strange at all if he prepared a mask for his disciple.
There was no way there was only one gift, right?
‘If there isn’t one, it can’t be helped.’
Unlike Lucion’s thought, he looked at Russell with eyes full of expectations.
[A warlock is inseparable from a hood and a mask.]
“As expected from Master-nim. Where should I go now?”
[It’s not here… Let’s see, there is a banquet you received an invitation to from Tella. It’s on the road there.]
“Are You talking about a magic bank?”
[Yeah. But I never said I’d give it to you?]
“Thank You.”
Lucion was shameless, and Russell was at a loss for words.
When Lucion saw a road bathed in sunlight, his steps faltered for a moment.
‘If I knew it would be like this, I would’ve packed more hoods.’
It would scorch him, but Lucion grabbed Latta, who crouched in the shadows and trembled by the nape, and headed out into the sunlight with her.
— Latta hates light!
Latta’s fur stood up.
***
In the middle, Lucion joined the knights who chased after him and headed back home.
On the road, he intentionally entered the place where his first battle took place
As if Hellon’s skills were excellent, not only the bodies, but even the blood was cleaned.
But it couldn’t deceive the knights that came as his escort.
At the knight’s suggestion that he would return to check what happened on the road, Lucion felt the ability gap between the knight and Hellon.
“I’m ready, Master-nim.”
The moment they arrived in the mansion, Lucion deliberately headed to the garden.
[Ready for what?]
Russell asked, confused.
The first method to make a ghost obedient was to make a contract with the ghost.
But the ghosts in the mansion hated him and would naturally laugh at the idea of making a deal and a contract with him, saying he was crazy.
‘I’ll make all the mansion ghosts obedient to me, but first, I’ll beat up the bastard who sold my information.’
Lucion decided to put his hand on the mansion ghost CCTV to find out what bastard was selling his information.
“The ghost domination magic. Please teach me the second method.”
*~*~*
Translator’s note: It always bothers me that assistance in murder isn’t treated as a kill and doesn’t accumulate negativity, but I guess there is some logic to it.
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