Chapter 320

Chapter 320. Dragon at work (8) I got up and walked slowly to the window.

out the window.

The snowy land outside the city...

the other side.

Staring at the invisible place, I recalled what he had said.

“...Ready.”

I have no intention of doing anything to bother you.

Still, it's the advice he gave himself.

Should I remember

‘It was a thousand years ago...

I just muttered it inwardly without saying it out of my mouth.

It's already the second time I've heard that.

The first one was just bullshit, so I brushed it off, but not the second one.

‘Let's find out the information for now.'

Well, that's not the case right now.

Because that's why the word sincerity doesn't fit me.

For now, let's just remember.

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Warlock.

Unlike wizards who use raw mana, evil energy.

In other words, a word that refers to those who use demonic energy as a source.

Looking a little broader, this includes those who study and abuse secret arts banned by the Mage Tower of each country.

In other words, it means ‘an evil wizard who has touched an affair'.

They are recognized as fearful and evil beings that even children tremble.

It is known that the general impression of a black magician is that he radiates evil spirits and covers his entire body with a black robe and staff.

The black magician who has been seen and subjugated several times so far has a similar appearance.

Why do they prefer black clothes and gear? Aren't you wearing other clothes?

No one takes the matter seriously.

Because it's a black magician.

After all, it's a black magician.

In the first place, there is usually no chance of encountering them unless you are extremely unlucky.

Because they are always hiding.

This is because it is not guilty even if it is killed on the spot as soon as it is discovered because it has been designated as an achievement of the continent by repeating all kinds of evil experiments over the past long years.

There is also a bounty on it, so there are those who specialize in tracking down and defeating warlocks.

That's why they always hide from the light.

One Mage Tower lord even compared them to cockroaches.

They live only in dark places. When you meet, you have no luck. He said he felt the same way.

That is why this scene is quite heterogeneous.

It was because there were close to 1,000 black magicians gathered here.

This is one of the secret gathering places known only within the Dark Church for generations.

Only the comrades of the same church knew the location of this place.

The sight of thousands of warlocks in black robes gathering was, in a sense, quite heterogeneous.

However, their conversations were surprisingly normal.

The warlocks gathered here were talking about their research or asking each other about their current status. Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

It was similar to the feeling of interacting with a neighbor whom I hadn't seen in a long time.

“...Come to think of it, is the recent research on how to collect magic energy going well?”

“Even otherwise, it was embarrassing. Last time I set the output of the device incorrectly, so I emitted a large amount of demonic energy, and I was almost chased by the magicians of the Ernesia Magic Tower.”

“...That's a big deal. Aren’t those guys really bloody lately?”

“Tsk tsk, just like me, collect grudges from the corpses of creatures and replenish your demonic energy.”

“Have you forgotten what happened to Nelphran the other day when he did that outright?

Didn’t you know that the technique I used at that time was dangerous because Ernesia mages basically detect it?”

“Don't worry. It’s to the point of being carefully collected in a cemetery without anyone noticing.”

Everyone believed that without exception.

However, the black magician who knows the true identity of the leader no longer remains in the world.

The continent's first black magician.

The last time the leader of the dark church was active was about 500 years ago.

After that, the cult leader never showed up to the world.

For 500 years, it's just been sleeping in the deepest and most serious place of our school.

Because of that, even now, there are no people who directly remember the appearance of the leader.

However, only the handed down legend is constantly being talked about from master to disciple through their mouths.

If the cult leader ever descends into the world again, he will remove the offending sun and create their world.

That's what I undoubtedly believe.

That's why they were looking forward to this convening.

The Dark Church exists only to hide in the world and fulfill the secret wishes of its leader.

In a situation where generation after generation is being persecuted like this time, the life and death of the church is also at stake.

In this situation, you believe that you will lift a heavy cane.

More than anything else, there were also rumors that the Dark Church would finally make a crucial decision at this meeting.

The time has come.

I won't live in hiding, avoiding the wizards of the Mage Tower and the kingdom forever.

They hoped so much and waited for the master of the church to lead them to appear.

Above all, if they have come to this point and still do not show any movement in the church, they can no longer trust the church.

No matter how much he acts on the order of the religious leader, there is a degree to that.

“???? Are you here?”

When someone muttered that, the other warlocks also stopped their chatter as if they sensed something.

It feels like a heterogeneous gicheok.

The black magicians gathered here also have a different kind of magic, but the senses they feel now are fundamentally different from theirs.

Compared to him, even the demonic spirit, which is originally evil, is so terrifying that it does not inspire anything.

A person with overwhelming demonic energy that makes one wonder if he is really human.

“Little Master...

The one who leads the Dark Church.

An agent who leads the current church from generation to generation according to the will of the religious leader.

Young Master Letelneas had appeared.

“...everyone has gathered.”

No matter how much you look at his youthful appearance with his fair blonde hair and distinct blue eyes, it is hard to believe that he is the acting chief of the warlocks.

However, it is only an outward impression.

Inside the youthful appearance, there is an endless evil spirit.

That's why all the black magicians gathered here kept their mouths shut and quietly waited for the young master to speak.

The atmosphere of the convening meeting was always like this.

An announcement of the teachings or important events of the religious leader with the appearance of a minor religious leader or an official of the religious order.

The meaning is spread unilaterally and that is the end.

it's such a place

But this time, someone who broke the usual atmosphere appeared.

“Small schoolmaster! Letelneas!! How long will you insist on silence!!”

Shouts tore apart the quiet atmosphere.

As if they had promised each other, the warlocks looked back in the direction the voice came from and moved away.

Eventually, only the black magician who removed his robe and revealed his face was left there.

An old man with white hair.

However, he glared at the young master with sharp eyes that did not match his senile face.

“...You?”

The young master asked the identity of the black magician who quietly pointed at him.

“It's called Gelfendil. I, too, seek the abyss. I've been following the teachings of the church all my life, pursuing true abyssal sorcery.”

“Yes, Gelfendil. What is it?”

“What is it?”

He gnashed his teeth and built a vein in his neck.