Chapter 291: Abandoned Disciples (2)

Chapter 291: Abandoned Disciples (2)

2.

-Hmm? Disciples? Ah, there were some.

Hamustra spoke from the other side of the communicator.

Sounds of exertion, Eutcha, eutcha, intermittently came through, probably from moving boxes in the caf.

There were disciples?

I leaned closer to the communicator.

You have disciples, dont you? Isnt it a bit negligent of you?

-Oh, thats a bit harsh.

Hamustra responded in a nonchalant tone.

-Lord. I never asked them to become my disciples. They volunteered themselves. They called themselves librarians and claimed to be my hands and feet, but frankly, they were bothersome.

There was a clear sense of annoyance in Hamustras tone, as if dealing with flies that kept buzzing around the dining table no matter how much you swat them away. His attitude was entirely different from how he dealt with me or the Constellation Killer.

-But is it really okay to use this precious one-time communicator for talking to me? As far as I know, this is one of the special tools crafted by [Kwangyeok Messenger]. Of course, Id be very happy if you think talking to me is worth it, but

No, its not that. Lets get back to the main point.

-Not that, hmm Right, the disciples. Why bring them up suddenly?

I explained the current situation, starting with Actually, something happened. At first, Hamustra listened casually, but as the story progressed, his tone became more serious.

-Hmm.

The noise from the other side of the communicator had stopped. He must have paused his box-moving task to focus entirely on my story.

-Indeed, even I feel a bit pricked by conscience. Certainly. I didnt care about the librarians at all, not even a speck or a shell, when I descended with you

His statement would make any disciple cry.

Its really bothering me too. It feels like Ive inadvertently harmed innocent people by dragging Hamustra into becoming human.

-Uh-huh As I said, the librarians chose to be my disciples of their own accord If they abandon their faith in me now and turn to another constellation, there should be no problem. But it seems they have to bear the consequences of their own choices

Hamustra sighed as if resigned.

-Considering your personality, you wont just let this go. Alright. Its embarrassing and shameful, but can I leave something I neglected to you?

Of course.

I nodded.

I didnt contact you to blame you. Its about the disciples of Hamustra, after all. I just wanted your consent and permission. Ill handle it, so just add this to the list of things you owe me.

-Damn. Its a pity! If I were still a constellation, I would have sent a message saying [The Favor of The Corner Librarian Greatly Increases] right now!

Why is he regretting something like that

So, constellations enjoy sending messages

Forget the message. Is there any kind of token or something?

-Token? Sorry, I dont understand. What kind of token are you talking about?

If I were to rescue the librarians trapped in the Magic Tower. Something to show them that Im on their side. Like a symbol of Hamustra. A passphrase, something like that.

-Ah, I see, I see

Hamustra pondered.

-Theres no convenient item like that But there is one way that might work.

What is it?

-Among the librarians trapped in the Magic Tower, theres likely a hunter I know.

Hamustra said.

-His alias is [The Assistant Writer].

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What kind of life must one lead to earn the alias [The Assistant Writer]?

I was burning with curiosity about this persons life and history, but the communicator I was using had a time limit. I reluctantly held back my questions.

-[The Assistant Writer] holds a unique reputation among the librarians who have given up climbing the tower on the 50th floor. He must be over 600 years old. If the spiders of the Magic Tower started capturing librarians, they wouldnt have left [The Assistant Writer] alone. Among the disciples, he was as revered as my own apostle.

So, hes essentially the leader of Hamustras disciples. I nodded in understanding.

So, if I gain the trust of that hunter, that should do it.

-Exactly. [The Assistant Writer] has entered the Revelation twice to undertake quests. I remember the ending of the first Revelation he was in. That Revelation was a solo quest only [The Assistant Writer] entered.

Meaning, Hamustra continued.

-Only I and [The Assistant Writer] know the whole story of that quest. Its a secret between the two of us. Scenes and dialogues that even the audience didnt get to see or hear.

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-Now, I will tell you a line from that secret dialogue.

A line that no one else in this world would know, except for Hamustra.

I listened intently to the words Hamustra was about to impart.

3.

The next day, I immediately set the plan into motion.

The reason I spent the night was not arbitrary; it was to save at a [Save Point]. If I happened to die, I didnt want to regress to the first floor but rather to the 50th.

Alright. Lets get moving.

I stepped out onto the street.

It had only been a night since the chase occurred.

Even though not much time had passed, several things had already happened.

Among the chatter, there were some useful pieces of information.

[The Eye Living in the Labyrinth confirms that this is indeed the case.]

[The Incarnation of Love and Lust regrets that due to the Magic Tower, many disciples cant progress beyond the 50th floor, even with long campaign quests.]

[The Lotus Reflected on the Water neither agrees nor disagrees.]

[The Lone Seeker of Truth advises that infiltrating the Magic Tower would be almost impossible for you.]

Indeed.

It seemed the constellations werent too fond of the Magic Tower.

Come to think of it, Bae Hu-ryeong once said that there is one constellation trapped beneath each of the Magic Towers five spires.

He mentioned that they bind the constellations alive and extract their energy.

If thats true, its no wonder the Magic Tower isnt on good terms with the constellations.

I mulled over this as I approached the vicinity of the Magic Tower.

-Now, Zombie.

There were ruins spread all around.

-Listen carefully to what Im about to say.

The remains of a giant made of stone and wood appeared as if they had collapsed and decayed after death. Moss and mushrooms thickly covered the grotesquely piled rocks. Occasionally, unidentified bugs scurried among the debris. Even the numerous hunters of the 50th floor avoided this place, making it rarely frequented by people.

-This is where the sixth spire of the Magic Tower originally stood.

About 150 years ago.

It was the remains of the old spire that the Sword Emperor himself had brought down in a frenzy.

-Entering the Magic Tower legitimately is a fools errand. Its been known for its impenetrable security since old times. Even if you just [watch] the Magic Tower, youll be detected in 23 seconds. Security must have gotten even tighter after I wreaked havoc.

However, Bae Hu-ryeong added,

-Thats for the other five spires that I didnt destroy.

Thud.

I followed the direction Bae Hu-ryeong indicated.

-No matter how perverted the Magic Tower folks are, they wouldnt bother securing [an already collapsed tower]. Right?

Navigating through the debris was challenging, but Bae Hu-ryeong remembered everything precisely as if it had happened just recently, despite being over a hundred years ago.

Following Bae Hu-ryeongs instructions, I cleared away large rocks.

[The Lone Seeker of Truth is puzzled by your mysterious actions.]

I kept clearing away the debris, which seemed endless.

Without rest, I wielded my aura and dug through the ground like a mole.

-The Magic Towers spires are connected by secret passages.

Soon, I was below ground level.

-Ordinary hunters, of course, dont know this, and even the Magic Towers spiders usually dont. Only the real higher-ups know about these passages. I deliberately didnt destroy them when I went on a rampage back then, thinking Id use them again later. Regrettably, I died on the 99th floor before I could complete the grand plan

Bae Hu-ryeong chuckled.

-How about that? Making a comeback thanks to you?

Creak!

I split the ground with my aura, revealing not solid earth but a loosely opened crevice.

I focused my aura further to widen the gap enough for a person to fit through.

-Then we should take advantage of it.

I readied my sword.

Before crawling into the underground entrance, I carved four characters into the rock.

Sword Emperors Return.

Until just 150 years ago, it signified the return of an absolute power who had conquered the tower.

At that moment, messages flooded my mind.

[The Lone Seeker of Truth is shocked by the characters you carved!]

[The Eye Living in the Labyrinth is surprised by the terrain unknown to it.]

[The Lotus Reflected on the Water probes your true intentions.]

Good.

I gathered my aura.

The underground passage was pitch dark, but it brightened up easily when I shone Shiny on it.

-Zombie, even if youre a bit lacking, youre something like my disciple, right?

Lets assume that for now.

-Then, having reached the 50th floor, you should at least destroy a tower like I did, right?

What are you talking about?

I smirked.

I should destroy at least two to uphold the name of the Demonic Cult.

And with that, I leaped into the underground passage.

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