Chapter 273: Hidden Message (3)

Chapter 273: Hidden Message (3)

Me, youre going to protect me? The elder?

Um.

Sword Saint nodded vigorously.

Dont think for a moment that my age makes me unfit to guard someone.

No, its not about age Thats absurd.

Considering his robust physique barely concealed by his shirt, one could hardly argue that physical age was a limiting factor for him.

Dont be alarmed. Didnt you say it yourself? As long as your life is spared, the Black Dragon Witch and others wont regress to their former chaotic state.

Chaotic state? Who are you calling Chaotic? Ah, perhaps you mean that old man who goes around slicing up murderers every ten days with his blade, pretending to be some righteous avenger? Kim Gong-ja. As the leader of the Black Dragons, gathering information on people is my specialty. Oh my. Interestingly, the list of people this old man has killed and the circumstances of their incidents are stored in my secret vault, which only I can access. Want to have a look together later?

Lucky my list isnt long enough to fill a vault. Black Dragon Witch. Your list is so long, you might need to rent an entire building for it.

Its all recorded on USB drives! Who do you think is old-fashioned now!

You guys really have a bad relationship.

Oh!

Perhaps the arguing voices of the two reached far. The Heretic Questioner, who appeared behind me at some point, was continuously exclaiming in admiration. Well, he probably teleported here using [Sacred Technique Transmission].

Immutable number 1, Sword Saint, and the unstoppable number 2, Death King. It seems like they maintain a peaceful relationship, but the residents of the tower are interested in how this will end. A bodyguard! This is newsworthy.

The Heretic Questioner smiled brightly, nodding his head again and again.

As usual, he bore an angelic face, but just moments ago, he was being swung around by the Snail Race children. Swung in a tentacle swing. Following the laws of physics, the Snails sticky secretions transferred onto the Heretic Questioner, now dripped with slime every time he nodded his head.

Drip, drip.

Uh, Bambolina, Im sorry, but could you move a little bit away.

Ahaha! If Sword Saint becomes Death Kings bodyguard, everyone will know! It will reveal who has gained the upper hand between the two!

Thud!

The Heretic Questioner spread his arms wide and laughed heartily. The Snails bodily fluids, or rather the Snail Races aloe-like slime, he had been holding, was suddenly shot out like bullets. Naturally, I was the one who got hit.Nnêw n0vel chapters are published at novelhall.com

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Feels like an attack that could improve my skin.

The time is ripe for Death Kings forces to make a full appearance. Lets use [Number 1 becoming a bodyguard] as a symbolic event and reveal it!

What? What are you going to reveal?

I slowly evaporated the slime covering my body with aura and asked.

Of course, the fact that Death King has unprecedented power in this tower!

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After all, you are already a hero of the tower, but your image is more of a warrior, largely thanks to Black Dragon Witchs image-making! But now, its time to adopt the image of a monarch or leader. Haha. Perhaps, the King of the Tower.

No, I dont see why I need to

Because its the truth. My master.

The Heretic Questioner beamed at me.

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I glanced around, feeling a strange sensation.

Without realizing it, both the Black Dragon Witch and the Sword Saint had stopped arguing and were now silently observing us.

Quietly.

Once again, when I turned my gaze, not only Estelle and the other guardians of our family but also the Count, who was drinking tea with the fairies far away, and the Crusader, who was swimming with the mermaids, caught my eye.

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Hmm.

Whats with this atmosphere?

Kim Gong-ja. this shameless old man mentioned something to you earlier.

Amidst the unfamiliar silence around me, Anastasia spoke up.

He said he was testing you.

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You might feel slighted to hear this, but it wasnt just the old man testing you. Me. And all of us. Weve been observing you all along.

I remember hearing something similar before.

They were observing whether I was worthy of being their [comrade].

But I thought I had already passed that test. Why?

To see if you truly have what it takes to be our [leader].

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You bring joy as a friend. Its a fortune to have you as a comrade. But we cannot merely accept misfortune as mere accidents or fortune as mere happiness.

We are leading people, after all.

Splat.

The sound of wet footsteps echoed.

Black Dragon. Ten Thousand Temple. Sanglyeon. Chen Mu-mun. Civil Militia.

It was the Crusader.

She stood atop the broad rock, completely drenched from swimming with the mermaids. The Crusader squeezed the water from her hair, sending droplets falling onto the rock where we gathered.

Under their command, including alchemist guilds, there are 13 mid-level guilds. Officially unannounced, but in fact, there are 4 guilds that are practically direct subordinates. Hundreds of guilds work for us as subcontractors, and if you trace the subcontracting chain, it can easily cover the entire city of Babylon.

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Becoming our business partner is easy. Becoming our comrade, harder. And becoming our friend, even more so. Youve managed something difficult.

So.

The Black Dragon Witch picked up the conversation.

As she spoke, my gaze naturally shifted to her.

Maybe its possible to achieve [something even harder].

The Heretic Questioner laughed brightly.

Thats right! This is the first time Im hearing this story!

Well, not just you, the Chen Mu-mun Master also didnt join in my story.

The Count said.

But as a result, the impulsive actions of the Ten Thousand Temple Master gave me a lot of inspiration. In a time of absolute crisis where every race was enslaved, I was able to watch up close as you rallied us all together to start a rebellion.

The cat gently stroked the Crusaders cheek with its paw.

In short, you have the qualities of a revolutionary. A revolutionary! Not bad at all. I dont dislike it. But the leader we need is not a revolutionary, but a ruler of the tower. Countless refugees who fled from numerous countries. Someone who could soothingly govern the Towers residents who are busy hating, despising, mocking, and ridiculing each other. I needed a little more information. For instance

The Count spoke up.

How would you handle [different races] under your rule?

Different races, you mean

I briefly thought of the Dokkaebi Race, but changed my mind after seeing the Count smiling eyes.

Dont tell me, the Fairy Race?

Correct. Death King. Its good that you catch on quickly.

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My eyes widened.

The Count looked at me and let out a cats purr.

The Heretic Questioner was the first to be eliminated, followed by me. I remember your baffled face when The Lady Who Walks the Mirage announced my elimination.

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Back then.

Wait a minute! That makes no sense! Why am I being eliminated!?

Uh-huh, the Fairy Race has given up their hegemony.

Certainly.

The content whispered by the Fairy Race elders in the video shown by the Lady was,

Lets surrender. We cant win this fight, and theres nothing to gain from winning. Theres nothing to gain by investing money, and nothing good comes out of it. Whatever we do, its a losing deal.

Well surrender our country to the Dokkaebi Race and become a vassal state. In exchange, well ask for protection.

Yes. Lets surrender.

Its just becoming a vassal state, no big deal.

Thank you. Great Cat.

Thats how it was.

I thought it was just a farce that the Count laughingly created.

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I opened my mouth.

Did you deliberately get yourself eliminated?

Its more accurate to say I induced my own elimination.

The Fairy Race children surrendered to the Dokkaebi Race on their own, but

Who raised and nurtured those children? Who were they revering as a god?

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With just a little prophecy, a little hint, and a little instruction in their dreams, the children would easily follow. Death King. The way you conquered the stage wasnt much different.

Thinking back.

The Fairy Race was behind the funding of the multi-racial alliance.

Before I met Uburka, I had discussed it with the Count, who advised me to [negotiate in a direction beneficial to all races], and following her suggestion, I entered Uburkas dream.

From the beginning to the end?

If the Count big picture was to have the Fairy Race surrender bloodlessly to the Dokkaebi Race without any battle or war.

Why would you do such a thing

Didnt I say it? To test you.

The Count said.

Ruling is easy when you can persecute someone simply for being from another country. Let alone when a different race comes under your command. Ah, they look different, have different habits, and even worship different gods. Wouldnt the Dokkaebi Race discriminate against the Fairy Race?

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I was curious. How you would lead the Dokkaebi Race is your own matter. But besides that, whether you could also effectively govern other races like ours, who had left their homelands, is a quality necessary for our leader.

I fell silent.

I slightly raised my eyes to look at the Crusaders face.

The Crusader, holding the calico cat, had a calm expression.

Patricia.

The next person to be eliminated after the Countess.

A comrade who [voluntarily] abstained from the stage.

If the Fairy Race held the capital, the Ocean Race held logistics, and along with the Count race, her own race was naturally integrated under the Dokkaebi Race.

Hmm.

The Crusader nodded.

Yes. Kim Gong-ja. I abstained on purpose.

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To understand who you are as a person.

I realized.

Why the Goblins were able to conquer the continent with so little bloodshed.

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