Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Edited by Schwarzel

Kran asked, deeply swallowing the question, “Why are you confirming that now?”

“Skills... What do you mean?”

“It’s kind of an obvious event, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

At Lucion’s light voice, Kran’s eyebrows twitched.

“We’re... not as strong as you expected,” Kran said.

“I didn’t expect it.”

“I’ll just take Helon with me.”

“Yes.”

Knowing Stra was a barrier magician, Lucion readily agreed.

Her eyes full of malice is also annoying.

“... May I ask you a question?”

Kran asked before Lucion turned the handle.

“Try it.”

As soon as Lucion’s permission was given, Kran spoke in a slightly tensed tone.

“Do you need an organization to clean up Hamel’s mess?”

“As expected, you’re sensible. Yeah, I need an organization to clean up after me.”

At Lucion’s answer, Kran frowned.

‘Why does it have to be us?’

“Don’t think about it anymore and follow me. I not fond of talking about it.”

Lucion opened the door.

* * *

[You don’t have to be nervous just because it’s real this time. Move the darkness as usual. Ratta, you too.]

Ahead of those sent by Viscount Horaon, Russell spoke firmly to Lucion and Ratta.

If I had to argue, Lucion could be hurt because there was quite a large number of enemies.

—Yeah! Ratta is not nervous.

“You don’t have to worry.”

At Lucion’s answer, Helon glanced at him.

“Focus, Helon.”

Kran opened his mouth while checking his bow.

“Are you sure you’re all right?”

Helon whispered and fiddled with the dagger in his hand.

“It’s better than my days of slavery.”

Kran put the arrow on the floor.

“But you’re still a warlock.”

“So focus, Helon.”

Kran decided to put his thoughts on hold.

I’ve only heard rumors of it, but it’s the first time I’ve actually seen a warlock.

At least I’ve confirmed that it’s nonsense to say that if you talk with a warlock, your soul will be captivated.

[What do you call this, a foreword? Should I call it a back story?]

Lucion, who was surrounded by all kinds of rumors, didn’t even respond to Russell’s words.

Lucion tapped his shadow by his foot where Ratta is hiding.

“10 seconds.”

—Yes!

With Ratta’s answer, Lucion moved the darkness.

What I have learned so far is just how to maintain a chair and desk lifted with darkness.

This training method, taught by Russell, was a course to learn the most basic and pillar of black magic.

“I’ll hold you.”

Lucion concentrated to show the results of his training.

The enemies were grouped except for a few sentries.

‘This is the first time I’ll deal with this much number. One at a time.’

After holding his breath, Lucion quickly moved the darkness to his hands.

As soon as the darkness appeared, the flag was stamped on the floor to lower itself.

‘Ratta will assist with the rest. Never mind the little things,’ Lucion thought.

Lucion pointed the flag again at the foot of the nearest sentinel among the sentry and indicated where the darkness had to go.

The darkness, which moved like a snake without a sound, quickly bit the guard’s foot.

Then, Lucion ordered.

‘Hold!’

At the same time, Lucion moved some of the darkness toward the guard’s mouth.

It was an additional order that Russell was saying.

‘Cover his mouth, too.’

The man whose mouth and legs were bound by darkness opened his eyes wide.

Whooshh!

At that moment, an arrow struck the guard’s head.

When he collapsed, Helon, who had been waiting, quietly approached him and carried him, then put him down in the bushes where they were hiding.

[Oh, that’s pretty good.]

Russell said curiously as we watched Lucion’s first fight.

“Let’s go together.”

Kran said, taking the arrow he had put on the ground.

Helon opened his eyes slightly wide and quickly opened his mouth.

“Well, I’ll clean up and follow after you.”

“Okay.”

Kran followed Lucion after answering.

They got on the horse they had come on.

Lucion borrowed a horse on the way to hide his identity, so he was riding a horse other than Shandra.

“Mr. Hamel.”

When Lucion tried to shake the reins, Kran opened his mouth.

“Tell me.”

“Are you not feeling well?”

“You must have eyes that can see through the mask.”

“I’m saying this because I’m worried about your condition.”

Lucion snorted.

It hasn’t even been a day since we met, what a worry.

“You seem to have a heart as vast as the ocean, haven’t you?”

Lucion moved his horse after being sarcastic.

‘You’re a lot more feisty than I thought.’

Kran ruffled his hair and got on the horse.

Anyway, if I had to continue to serve Hamel in the future, I’d rather match his personality.

* * *

Upon arriving first, Lucion returned the horse to the merchant, entered the alley, and put the hood and mask in his pocket.

He was going to make sure he took care of it because he couldn’t throw it away in such a remote place and a problem could arise.

Lucion stopped walking down the alley and quietly called Russell.

Before he knew it, Ratta, who came out of the shadow, looked around and wagged his tail.

“Teacher.”

[Why?]

“Do you happen to have a good item?”

[You mean like a mask?]

Russell grinned.

“Yes, strong and unbreakable.”

I needed a mask.

However, it is inevitable to get caught during the production process.

I thought the safest and most painless thing would be to bring the original item.

‘There was nothing in the novel that revolved around the mask.’

Russell was a warlock, so it would not have been strange if he had prepared a mask for his disciple, right?

There’s no such thing as a single gift.

‘If there isn’t, there’s nothing I can do.’

Lucion looked at Russell with anticipation unlike what he thought.

A warlock, a hood, and a mask are indispensable.

“As expected, you are my teacher. Where should I go now?”

[It’s not here. Hmm... let’s see, you know the banquet you were invited to by Tella? I’m sure there’s one near the way there.]

“You mean the magic bank?”

[Yeah, but I never said I’d give it to you.]

“Thank you.”

Lucion was brazen, and Russell was dumbfounded.

Lucion paused when he saw the sunlight pouring down on the street.

‘If I knew this would happen, I would have brought another hoodie.’

Though stinging, Lucion crouched in the shade, grabbed the shivering back of Ratta, and headed to the sun lighted street together.

—Ratta hates the light!

Ratta’s fur stood up.

* * *

Lucion joined the knight who fetched him on the way home.

On the way, they stopped by the place where he deliberately fought his first real battle.

Whether Helon’s skill was great, not only the body but also the blood had disappeared.

However, he did not deceive the knight who came to protect him.

At the suggestion of the knight, Lucion felt the difference between the knight and Helon’s ability.

“I’m ready, teacher.”

Lucion deliberately headed for the garden as soon as he arrived at the mansion.

[Ready for what?]

Russell asked puzzledly.

The first way to subjugate ghosts was to contract and deal with themselves.

But the ghosts of the mansion hated themselves, and it was a deal, a contract, and of course a joke.

“I’m going to subjugate all the ghosts of the mansion, but first of all, I’m going to kill the man who sold my information.”

Lucion wanted to get his hands on the ghost, a CCTV in the mansion, to find out who sold his information.

“Ghost control magic. Please teach me the second way.”