Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
The Death Knight certainly knew there was a corrupt ghost in the vicinity of the safe.
Even though she knew, she left it alone.
As if testing him.
Lucion’s gaze was full of dissatisfaction.
“Was it because you were curious about my power?”
[Yes. So even though I knew there was a corrupt ghost here, I didn’t deliberately inform Lord.]
The Death Knight was quick to affirm it.
“Why?”
Lucion asked.
His voice was cold.
[I wanted to know if Lord really can save them, or if you’re going to be killed.]
Lucion frowned.
Even after thinking it through a few times, it felt really bad.
[I know my actions are not right. But they were made into his by a warlock, and I was also made into this by a warlock. Do you think I can easily trust you?]
“Well, okay. I expected you to do something unexpected. However, I didn’t expect such lowly actions.”
Even though Lucion’s words were not pretty, the Death Knight was unnerved.
[I heard what Lord said.]
“No, there is something more you should say to me.”
Lucion pointed at the Death Knight’s helmet.
“Bow your head.”
His finger turned to the ground.
The Death Knight’s fingers twitched as if she was angry.
“We had a deal. You were the one who was asking for my help. And you agreed to my suggestion.”
Lucion’s eyes curled up.
“To test me or whatever, you have ignored the agreement and put me in danger, but now you want to wipe your hands? If you hated me from the beginning, you should have asked another bastard. Do you lose your sense of shame when you become a ghost?”
[No.]
Russell replied fast, and spoke up again after his eyes hardened.
[It’s just that guy. Even if you become a ghost, you have a sense of shame left.]
Russell stared at the Death Knight.
Even though she was wearing a helmet, he sensed the embarrassment behind the helmet.
[Embarrassed? No way, did you forget that Lucion is my disciple?]
Russell’s voice grew lower.
The surroundings quickly grew cold, and the Death Knight staggered for a moment, feeling a pressure from an unknown source.
However, the Death Knight endured.
“You’re just putting up a front for your useless pride?”
Lucion crossed his arms and stared at her.
He turned a blind eye to the rudeness in front of him before, but this time it wasn’t a joke.
The people with the blessing of Darkness could be physically hurt by the ghosts’ attacks.
[No. That’s not useless pride. The apology… I plan to do it when Lord really sends them up. I know how great my rudeness was towards Lord.]
The Death Knight spoke with a voice entrapped with desperation.
[I’m not saying it asking for understanding. I’m just wary of Lord. Lord’s Darkness could capture and forcibly dominate me at any moment. I’m terribly worried that I’ll leave this place without being able to send them up.]
Lucion saw the Death Knight display earnestness for the first time.
He looked at Russell and nodded.
[Know that you’re lucky, Death Knight.]
When Russell released his power, the Death Knight hesitated.
Russell’s words weren’t a simple warning.
“I won’t do anything.”
Lucion said.
To be precise, he couldn’t.
He would have to pour Darkness to use domination magic, but even he could see that his Darkness right now was insufficient to dominate the Death Knight.
[… I’ll wait upstairs.]
The Death Knight floated up through the ceiling.
— Hiss. Latta doesn’t like that ghost. If Latta sees her again, Latta will bite her leg.
Latta opened her mouth wide to bite at any time, while speaking menacingly.
[Don’t bother. Death Knights are usually like that. They have a lot of resentment.]
Russell hesitated as he spoke.
“Yes. It seems so.”
Lucion replied indifferently, and opened the door wide.
[Wait…]
Russell wanted to tell him to enter after preparing, but Lucion already opened the door.
What was revealed was a pretty big room, like two or three office rooms merged together.
There was no furniture, and ghosts with red eyes were slowly crawling towards him down the walls.
‘Three bastards.’
The corners of Lucion’s mouth curled up.
Until now, he used Darkness with a concept of 1:1, so it was time to use it in a slightly different way.
The abilities of black magic felt to him like an open world game with a lot of freedom.
Excluding the few magics that were standardized, he could make and manifest Darkness into any form.
Now he understood why Russell said that willpower was important in control of the Darkness.
‘Don’t I have both?’
His willpower.
And Latta, who could control Darkness.
‘A wave would be good.’
Lucion recalled the voices of people during the deceleration ceremony that felt like a wave while he pulled the Darkness in his body towards his palm.
The formless Darkness struck the floor and blew out like dust, then flew toward the ceiling.
At that moment, Lucion slowly shook the Darkness, recalling the rising and falling of waves.
With the feeling of touching sand in the air with his hand, he didn’t forget to firmly grasp the Darkness.
Giggle.
He heard the Darkness let out a sound of enjoyment.
— Ah!
Latta perked up her ears.
— Latta knows what Lucion is trying to do.
Russel quietly observed Lucion and Latta, hiding his anticipation.
As Lucion always brought results beyond expectation, he was able to watch his disciple’s growth with enjoyment.
[The safe… no one can touch it.]
[Money mixed with my blood. Money for my child.]
[You can’t touch it! You can’t!]
The ghosts, whose bodies were creaking, rushed at him like moths pouncing at light.
‘A wave sweeps over you in an instant.’
Lucion laid the Darkness flat on the floor, and when the ghost bastards touched the Darkness he rose it high towards the ceiling.
Peuk!
‘And then it comes time and time again.’
When the ghosts staggered because of the attack that hit them from underneath, the Darkness that he made move up struck down again.
Peuk!
Lucion forced them to dance to the beat in place by mercilessly moving his Darkness up and down like a whirling wave.
‘In the end, whatever it is, it gets trapped in the water.’
At this moment, it was not a simple attack, but Darkness that trapped the bastards like a real ghost swallowing wave.
He waited for the Darkness to soak the ghosts’ whole bodies, and then withdrew Darkness, leaving behind nothing but powder.
[Yeah! That’s it!]
Russell shouted what he was holding back.
There were some points to improve, but it was not a simple usage of Darkness to wave it around and chop.
He used Darkness to make one magic, like ‘magic A’.
“The application wasn’t that bad?”
Lucion stealthy rubbed his nose.
[It was very good! If you refine this magic well it wouldn’t be bad to standardize it.]
“Standardize?”
As if asking what that is, Lucion blinked.
[Simply speaking, it’s telling Darkness to remember that magic. Anyway, now it seems you understand the core of black magic.]
Russell’s voice was very excited.
[Black magic is free and varied as it has almost no standardized magic, unlike the people who use mana or Light. But instead, the Darkness is difficult to control.]
“Is that so?”
[It’s not ‘is that so’. Thanks to Latta, you don’t have trouble with that. So much so I want to teach you how to standardize black magic right now.]
Because Russell was so enthusiastic, Lucion also became excited.
Striking the iron while hot, Lucion said with shining eyes.
“Then how about You teach me right now? This disciple will learn diligently.”
[If it were possible, I would teach you right away.]
Russell sighed with pity.
[Anyway, Lucion.]
“Yes, Master-nim.”
[Make sure to remember this magic, how you used it, and how you controlled the Darkness. Don’t forget it.]
“Understood. There is also Latta, so it will be easy to remember.”
Lucion crouched down for a moment and stroked Latta.
Latta controlled the Darkness, adjusted the amount of Darkness, and now was even giving it directions.
“Well done, Latta.”
There was no one who could be of better assistance to him than Latta.
— Hihihi. Latta was doing well from the beginning.
[… That’s right. As you have Latta, you should be able to use that magic.]
“That magic?”
Lucion confirmed whether there were ghosts around or not, as he asked.
[There is one. But it won’t be fun if I teach you prematurely. Wait for it.]
Russell smirked.
As he would be his last disciple.
“Yes. I’ll wait for it.”
Lucion didn’t press and smiled brightly.
— Lucion! Lucion!
As if she quickly rushed off in the meantime, Latta was sticking her snout into a hole.
— It’s what Lucion is looking for! Safe! It’s a safe!
Latta was energetically wagging her tail.
‘There is no door?’
Lucion looked around the place Latta was, but he didn’t see any door.
‘Another secret mechanism?’
Whether it was a secret mechanism or not, in the end, he would just break the wall.
While Lucion prepared to try to put Darkness around his right hand, he heard footsteps behind him and with them Hyum’s voice.
“My apologies for being late. The first young master was about to come here, so it took me time to persuade Him.”
[How did you persuade him?]
Russell asked.
“I said that the young master is in the middle of exploring a secret location.”
Hyum smiled widely as he spoke.
[And he believed that?]
Russell asked with a voice full of laughter.
“Yes. Not only did He believe that, he asked if any items were needed in the exploration.”
Bang!
Lucion hit the wall with a hand wrapped in Darkness with all his might.
— Heup!
Latta, who stepped behind him, was startled and blinked for a moment.
— Whoaaaaa!
After the bricks crumpled down, an iron wall concealed by the wall was revealed.
That was the safe itself.
‘Completely intact.’
Lucion looked at the place he struck a moment ago.
There was a dent in the iron wall, but it was intact.
‘I hit it so strongly, but it only did this much?’
Lucion vacantly looked at this hand.
It was a power that could take down several people, but it didn’t have as much force as he thought.
“I’ll do it.”
Hyum clenched his fist.
“No. Wait a moment.”
Lucion spoke like he figured something out.
[It’s not your hand that you swing.]
Russell stealthily gave a hint.
What Lucion did right now by wrapping the Darkness around his hand was like wearing a glove for hand protection.
If he wanted to draw on the power possessed by Darkness, he had to swing the Darkness, not his fist.
It was a similar but completely different concept.
‘Ah…’
Lucion looked at his hand again.
‘What I have to swing is not my hand, but the Darkness.’
It seemed that he instinctively shrunk back because of his broken arm.
Lucion roughly made the Darkness circular.
With the feeling of blowing a fist towards the iron wall right now, he moved the Darkness.
Clang!
Even the sound was different.
With a blunt impact, the iron wall shattered.
‘Aha. I knew I felt something.’
Lucion licked his lips.
He didn’t know it when moving the Darkness, but when he tried to hit something, the power called ‘magic’ was pretty fun.
As he thought about it and skimmed through the things he wanted, the feeling of fun grew.
[Seems like you got the hang of it.]
Russell said, as the corners of his mouth rose.
“Yes. I think I now understand a bit why Master-nim said that the Darkness should move like hands and feet.”
It’s not just a tool to be borrowed and used like mana and Light, but Darkness was truly like a pair of new arms and legs for him.
‘Everyone, don’t go anywhere and come here.’
Lucion forced the Darkness, which had started to scatter, to gather in one place again.
He wasn’t a kindergarten teacher, but if he just turned his eyes away, the Darkness would quickly scatter.
He gathered the Darkness, intending to make it into a sword, but it was thick like his forearm and more like a club.
Right now this thickness was the best he could do.
— Latta did Latta’s best. Latta can’t make it thinner than that.
Latta said with a sullen voice.
“It’s fine. That’s enough.”
Lucion sharpened the tip of the Darkness as if making a blade.
Kieeik.
When he sliced the iron wall with the Darkness, it was slowly cut with a terrible sound.
While Latta adjusted the Darkness, Lucion moved the Darkness and cut into the iron wall, making the shape of a door.
Thud.
The iron wall fell inwards, and at the first sight of sparkling jewels, Lucion rejoiced.
“… Haha.”
Lucion laughed absurdly.
— Whooaa!
Latta exclaimed at the twinkle of jewels.
[Crazy. They ate quite a lot.]
Russell frowned, displeased.
“I’ll pack everything.”
Hyum quickly started working.
He knew to pack the jewels even without Lucion ordering it.
“As expected. Stinky bastards had a lot.”
Even to Lucion’s eyes, who was treated only with expansive and good things, the value of those jewels were no joke.
[Should we look more? Usually those bastards have two or three layers in their safess.]
Russell said with an expression as if he was possessed by the jewels.
“Yes. I’m obviously good with it. The more money the better.”
Lucion replied with a satisfied voice.
After Russell quickly left, Lucion combed through another safe inside the safe.
‘There would be documents with the reason for why those jewels were gathered…’
In the first place, through the Death Knight, it was proven that this money was obtained through dirty means.
It would soon be revealed what they were doing, so now he should learn who gave this money to the Pizzat family.
“Young Master.”
Hyum, who was packing the jewels one by one with Latta, pointed his finger.
“There is a safe over there.”
“Do you mean there is something there that I’m looking for?”
“Yes. Didn’t You want information about Count Roberio? I smell him a bit from that safe.”
Lucion blinked for a moment.
He was just trying to find money, but he found an unexpected connection.
No way, how could he expect Count Roberio to be behind the Pizzat family?
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