Chapter 599

Chapter 599 – Special Week (5)

“It would sound pretentious to say it’s empty.”

The Consciousness of the Ten Thrones.

The empty seats no longer felt awkward.

Except for Bael of the First Throne, who had never attended the Consciousness in the first place.

“Buer, Paimon, Barbatos, Gamigin.”

10th, 9th, 8th, and 4th in order.

The four thrones to ‘he’ who ascended the throne as a human.

All of them had been hunted.

“Gamigin was a special case, so it would be okay to exclude him. Of course, Amon, you’ll never be freed.”

Cijing.

Instead of an answer, I heard.

The sound of iron clinking beneath the veil.

The Ten Thrones present exchanged glances among themselves.

“How long are you going to be obsessed with numbers?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“It’s not so much the order that matters. It’s time to admit it: Gamigin didn’t fall to Hell because he was a bad lucky guy. Paimon didn’t meet his end because he was manipulated by humans.”

Even more heavy words follow.

“Even the Ten Thrones are mistaken.”

“They were hunted to perfection.”

Amon, the Beast of Violence, is next. All of the Thrones are silent as Amon’s turn comes around. There was no one who got angry at the thought that he was being identified with a lower ranking member. After all, they knew better than anyone else.

Seug...

Gazes turned toward Amon’s veil.

That’s right.

The established hierarchy is just a number.

Except for the 10th, Buer, they were all Ten Thrones from birth. In a way, they were brothers, sharing a certain sense of each other.

“I guess that’s why I instinctively stayed away from Barbatos.”

“....”

“He was obviously dangerous.”

Barbatos has insignificant force and power.

But the Ten Thrones knew better than anyone else what he was capable of.

Hence this moment.

No one dared to speak.

The only one who spoke was the one under the veil.

“However, even Barbatos was hunted. At this moment, there is only one decision left for you. Give Amon freedom before the right moment is lost.”

He uttered a terrible declaration.

“Give Amon his freedom ......?”

“Ha, that’s like burning down the house to kill a flea.”

“Can you handle it? No, is there anyone who can handle it?”

How did they come to that conclusion?

I could understand it.

But I couldn’t agree.

It was as if my body was on fire.

Clang.

The sound of metal under the veil.

For it was they who had restrained Amon, and they knew better than anyone what it would mean to untie this uncontrollable beast.

“Surely, if it were Amon, he would be able to go beyond the arrogant brat and tear apart the Arcana continent and even the world of adventurers. But will that be the end? Do you think we can seal Amon again?”

“Now that Paimon has gone to hell.......”

“That’s right, it’s obviously impossible.”

After devouring the Arcana continent and the adventurers’ world.

Amon’s anger was sure to be directed at the Demon World.

The Ten Thrones considered Amon’s calamity.

“More than anything, I don’t have the confidence to handle it.”

“I don’t think it was the right decision either.”

“You guys are too gentlemanly.”

“It’s not like us.”

Let Amon be free.

Only the Ten Thrones that had declared still remained steadfast.

And then he spoke.

“We’ll just have to wait for the moment when the two meet.”

“......!”

Damn, I hadn’t thought of that.

That moment when Amon and Claudi were immersed in each other.

Maybe if I exploited that moment.

“Well, I’m pretty sure we can both handle this.”

“I don’t feel comfortable having this conversation in front of Amon.”

“Well, so what, he won’t be able to hear us through the restraints anyway.”

Someone pretended to look at Amon, but that was all.

It didn’t take long for the Ten Thrones to agree.

And rightly so.

Even if the conclusion isn’t perfect.

The Ten Thrones guy, invading the consciousness of the Ten Thrones.

He’d tricked us and gotten what he wanted.

Valefor didn’t understand.

‘Why?’

Why would you unleash upon the world a terrifying creature called Amon, a creature that even the Ten Thrones fear? Are you confident that you can hunt him down?

If so.

Valefor smiled bared his teeth.

“That is an obvious mistake.”

Amon could lead the world to ruin if he were set free.

Such is the madness that goes beyond violence.

Valefor’s grim laugh echoes.

“You will see the horror of it all, you arrogant man.”

*

Dalkag.

I set my teacup down with a sigh.

I really thought I was going to die while cleaning up!

First of all, the atmosphere was serious.

Is this the first time I’ve seen our seniors make that kind of expression?

Actually, we can’t get along well.

Why, the first time I stepped foot in the Magic Tower.

I mean, think about Marcelo’s parachute ride.

‘I’ve had a hard enough time getting recognized.’

And that’s not all.

Even the senior mages didn’t get along.

It wasn’t until recently that the subtle discrimination against Vangrit, who came from a commoner background, had disappeared.

‘If only I had known.’

Grandfell, no matter how much I tried to hold you back, I wouldn’t have held a special conference......! Still, is it because he made a threat as the head of the special conference?

“I’m glad we didn’t fight right away.”

The chief of the past and the chief of the present have different weights.

Not that I’m better than Marcelo, but literally.

The current Chief is the second in command of the Magic Tower after the Tower Master, right?

Because the position of Elder Mage is vacant.

I remembered the words of the ghosts of Amethyst Hall.

-“I will follow what Chief Lee says.”

Anyway, since you’re the senior, I’m glad you’re following the Magic Tower’s hierarchy, everyone......! I still haven’t recovered my objective, the 『Post-Cataclysmic Bible』which was my goal.

‘Perhaps it would be better for you to hold it?’

The Amethyst Hall was already open to players. It would be safer to leave the holy book in the hands of the ghosts of Amethyst Hall than to leave it there.

‘They’ve been through it all anyway.’

Oh, by the way.

“It’s settled.”

“You know, Grandfell, you’ve been so quiet all this time, and then you open your mouth at teatime, and somebody thinks you’re a bit of a coward. I’ve been stuck in the middle of nowhere trying to catch up.

‘It’s settled? Who thinks you’ve done it?’

Grandfell sipped his tea leisurely at my questioning, so it’s clear that it’s Lee Hoyeol who’s getting hot under the collar......! Forget it, what’s the point of me having a fight with you?

‘More than that.’

It’s time to move on.

Let’s see, Hakuna is off on an expedition to the Arcana continent, leading the forces of the Kingdom of Yusra. Because I was the only one who could fill Hakuna’s void.

‘Since we’ve started, let’s do it right.’

That way, Grandfell, you can keep up the image you’ve developed. So don’t tell me you’re going to waste one more cup of green tea because you don’t want to steep it.

There’s no time, there’s no time!

“However, integrity and innocence are above all else.”

That’s not integrity and innocence, it’s just being in trouble.

I was about to argue with Grandfell.

A voice echoed in my head.

“My lord......!”

Hiel appeared in the office at the same time.

Hiel shows up without me calling first.

I immediately recognized the seriousness of the situation.

My prediction was correct.

“The Behemoth’s Maw have been destroyed.”

What?

Was it destroyed?

There was no need to ask back.

Hiel’s voice raged.

“By the grasp, Bael......!”

Grandfell, on the other hand, spoke calmly.

“Bael, that’s not exactly ‘established procedure’.”

Established procedure.

What does that mean?

Could it be that you knew something?

What the hell are you thinking, Grandfell?

.....?