Chapter 24

Chapter 24

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At Russell’s congratulations that followed, Lucion was stunned.

“... Are you serious?”

[I don’t play around with this.]

“I really... I really have gotten a light tolerance?”

[Yes, it’s like at level 1 out of 20. But so what? It’s all about what you got.]

Russell looked at Lucion with a proud face.

“How did I get it?” Lucion fell into question.

“Maybe because of your continuous intake of Ratcho... Is it because of the light?” Lucion’s eyes glistened for a moment as he thought of the recent light attack.

[Lucion, you... Your eyes are a bit weird.]

Russell saw intense tenacity in Lucion’s eyes, so his eyebrows wriggled without realizing it.

“Tell me, Teacher.”

[... Right.]

‘There was another piece of information that was missing.’

Lucion finally knew how to develop the tolerance to lightness.

‘So the more the final boss fights in the novel, the less he gets affected by lightness!’

How strong was the protagonist who killed the final boss?

[Lucion?]

Russell called Lucion, who was enraptured.

‘All right.’

Lucion couldn’t control his joy when all he wanted fell into his hands. ‘The organization, Hume, and even if it is a first-stage, the resistance of light has also been gained.’

His heart was pounding as he gradually worked on the foundation work. He got it all in his own hands.

Lucion bit his lips hard. He was ecstatic.

Those were the things he would never get if it was his former self. So he was really happy.

‘I’ll never let this happiness be taken away,’ Lucion thought as if something had soared up to his throat.

There was still work that needed to be done before the banquet.

The warlock, Lucion, needed strength to set himself free.

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[Are you laughing a little suspiciously?]

Russell noticed Lucion’s suspicious reaction.

[Don’t think too much and go to sleep.]

“I’m thinking of controlling a few more ghosts.”

He had slept well and was in good shape. During his unconscious state, he couldn’t train. He figured it was a perfect day to use Ghost Control Magic.

[... What?]

Russell reacted with amazement. He looked at Lucion as if he was a mad man.

* * *

[Ahhhh!]

The ghost, who had been running away screaming, was startled by the sudden appearance of the wall-like darkness and hurriedly turned around.

But there stood Lucion. The young warlock was having a good time playing with the ghost. Still, the perverted state of Lucion was perfect for dissolving the resentment that had accumulated deep in his heart.

He had become a completely different person.

[Sp—, please spare me. I was wrong!]

The ghost was terrified and pleaded to Lucion again and again.

Lucion approached slowly without showing any emotion and captured the area where he had already attacked once.

He said, infusing his darkness into the ghost, “Submit to me.”

[Ahhh!]

The ghost screamed and knelt in pain.

[Ob—I’ll obey you! I will obey young master Lucion.]

“You’re number seven.”

Lucion looked at the black star on the ghost’s hand and said, “Number two.”

[Yes, young master Lucion.]

From beyond the wall, Ghost No. 2 answered Lucion’s call, scurrying inside the covered range.

“Seven, you help two find the bugs hidden in this mansion. Then, report to number two.”

How can we conclude that there was only one bug in this large mansion?

The more ghost CCTVs, the better.

Lucion, after giving the instructions, looked out the window for a moment. He felt something over there.

It was different from the ghost that had submitted to him so far.

“Teacher, is there a ghost over there?”

[That’s right. Now you can slowly feel the ghost.]

Knock. Knock.

Lucion was told by Ghost No. 1 that three people had found a room with the remaining money. It was a little farther from the inn, so he thought he had to find Ghost No. 8.

“Who...”

Stra was embarrassed as soon as she opened the door.

“Hey, how did you know about this place?”

“I heard about it.”

At Lucion’s suspicious words, Stra looked around and made eye contact.

“Who’s this... person?”

“My escort.”

“Nice to meet you, I’m Rental.”

When Hume smiled broadly, Stra greeted her half-reflectively.

“Oh, nice to meet you. I’m Stra.”

“What? You know the basic manners?”

Lucion went inside after a blatant sarcasm. It was messy inside because they were just looking for a space. Lucion also couldn’t see Helon in the room.

“What are you...”

“The captain?” Cutting Stra’s words, Lucion looked for Kran.

[It’s in that room.]

When Russell pointed at a room, Lucion made no hesitation and moved his feet. He ran into Kran, who was about to come out.

“This is my escort, Rental.” Lucion naturally introduced Hume and watched the startled Kran.

“Ni-nice to meet you. I’m Kran.”

“Close the door.”

At Lucion’s instruction, Hume closed the door. “Now that I’ve introduced her to you, I’ll just give you a brief description of why I came today.”

“Wait a minute. How did you know about this place? I haven’t even left a note at the inn yet.”

“I heard.”

Kran couldn’t bear to ask who he heard from. It was creepy, and he was afraid that it would be a matter of digging up information for no reason.

“The organization needs money to grow.”

As soon as Lucion threw the topic, Kran’s eyes changed. It was a matter of concentration. The most important thing in the organization was money.

“You’re gonna need people.”

The second important thing was people.

It was strange for anyone to see that Lucion, a nobleman, suddenly made a lot of money. He didn’t want to cause any doubt.

What the aristocrat Lucion had to gain was the favor of the same aristocrat.

[You can save money and people?]

Right away, Russell was suspicious of Lucion.

“If you have anything to write, bring it.” Lucion first instructed Kran.

When he went out of the room to pick up the stuff, Lucion brought it up. “I didn’t just stay at the banquet.”

In fact, one reason aristocrats attended the banquet was because of information. Since the venue for conversation with each other was a banquet, it forced many people to attend.

“It was then that I picked up something. Wouldn’t that be better than burying my head in the ground?”

Lucion pointed to himself. “Teacher, I hope you don’t forget who I am.”

[Can I forget? You are the youngest son of Count Cronia.]

“I brought it here,” Kran said breathlessly as he opened the door.

Lucion pointed his finger at the table. “Write down what I say from now on.”

Kran ran to the desk and answered, “Yes, please.”

To avoid suspicion, Lucion focused on the current trajectory of success to some extent, comparing the information he actually got from the banquet with the novel’s starting point, two years later.

“Take this and invest it evenly.”

Lucion took a bundle of money out of his pocket. There were a total of five places he told Kran. Each of them was sold for 5,000 Dells, totaling more than 25,000 Dells.

“This is...”

Kran stopped talking. It was a huge sum at a glance. Where the hell did this pile of money keep coming from?

“There will be more people, so we’d better look elsewhere. I’ll find out where.”

Lucion rose from his seat and handed over 10,000 more to Kran.

“What should I use this for?”

“It’s the money I give you not to raise your blood pressure if you get into trouble.”

[A trouble?]

“A trouble?”

Russell and Kran asked almost at the same time.

“I think you’re going to get in trouble soon.”

Lucion changed the subject and thought of a question to ask Kran. “I know Stra and Helon robbed the Luteon Magic Bank.”

“......!” Kran asked with astonishment how he knew it.

“I’m the one who asks. All you have to do is answer.”

Lucion didn’t give Kran time to think. “Who told you to do it?”