Chapter 439

Episode 439 Slave Trader (1)

“Are the slave crests implanted in me different from ordinary ones? This sentence is alive.”

Even at the slightly absurd statement that the magic circle was alive, Ray only nodded.

“I know. So you’re in a hurry There’s no way to get your hands on it if it’s more entangled than this.”

“Getting stuck... what do you mean?”

Ray answered Mien’s question.

“For the magic circle to work normally, mana is required, no matter how small. Normally, it is common to engrave formulas that can replenish mana in a magic circle, but your sentence doesn’t have that. To put it simply, the slave sentence means that you are living by sucking your life away.”

“Then...”

“The magic circle will gradually expand to your mana rod to suck up mana. No matter how much I do, it’s impossible to take out someone else’s mana rod and collect only the magic circle. So that means you have to get your hands on it before that happens.”

Unlike Ray, who spoke casually, Mien was in shock.

Could it be that the identity of the sense of difference that I felt a little bit every time I used mana was a slave sentence?

If so, she would have been drawing and using her life force without even realizing it.

“If I die, everyone will die... I have to do something...”

He mumbles incomprehensible words and puts his hand on his forehead.

She was restless.

Ray calmed her down.

“Don’t worry, I won’t die that easily.”

The last time I looked at her, I didn’t notice any sign that the slave crest had spread to the Mana Road.

Maybe for a few years, if you don’t worry, Mien won’t die.

Just assuming she doesn’t use mana.

Mien was trusting Ray, who was fully aware of her condition, without even realizing it.

She looked at Ray with a look of desperation.

“I have to live. If I don’t survive... everyone will die...”

Ray tilted his head at the repeated muttering from earlier.

“What do you mean?”

Mien, who hesitated for a moment to answer, slapped the sledgehammer.

He raised his hand and pointed to the pattern on his collarbone.

It must have meant that he couldn’t speak because of the magic circle.

Ray stuck out his tongue.

“He kept his mouth shut. Let me touch you for a moment.”

When he stretched out his hand, Minen meekly accepted him.

After infusing mana for a while and examining the slave door, Ray took his hand off after a few minutes.

‘The mana load has weakened considerably. If I try to take it off like this, I might see blood.’

It was a very weak part, but the mana of the slave crest slightly invaded Mien’s mana road.

It wasn’t difficult to remove because it was just the tip, but it took her weakened mana rod a little.

If it was wrong, the mana rod could explode as it is.

‘Ummm’ Lay, who put her hand on her chin and thought, drew a line on the floor.

“This is what Aira told me not to use for anyone else... Ugh...”

Even though she put on an expression of pain because she couldn’t keep her word, her hand was drawing a line through the stretching magic circle, so it was truly divine.

Did ten minutes pass?

Complex formulas and formulas started to line up, and by the time two of them overlapped, a huge magic circle was drawn on the floor.

It was an unusual magic circle.

After completing such a thing in a flash, Mien couldn’t keep her mouth shut.

“What is this?”

“It’s a magic circle that widens the mana road.”

It was a magic circle Aira made once when he lost his mana rod in the past.

It was said that it was a secret technique that her teacher had passed on to her when she was very young.

As such, Aira asked herself, and it is also a magic that is a bit reluctant to use on outsiders.

“Can you come to your senses?”

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Can’t keep the balance, I stumble around.

This is because the impact on the body was so great that there was a sense of heterogeneity in moving the body.

However, the psychological shock was greater than the physical shock.

Even though I couldn’t move my body well, I could feel that my body had become considerably lighter.

I only moved a little mana, but the movement is unbelievably free.

It’s as if you’ve overcome one or two more stages.

Even the five senses became extremely sensitive.

To add a little exaggeration, I could even feel the tiny dust floating around.

I erased the magic circle that Ray had drawn on the floor with my foot.

The hard floor, apparently made of a mixture of wood and stone, was easily disturbed like sand.

Ray grumbled, having to do a lot of work unexpectedly because Mien’s mana road was full of waste.

“What the hell have you been eating all this time, and your mana rod is getting dirty like this? Ooh smell.”

As she covered her nose and frowned, Mien also noticed the identity of the disturbing smell that was surrounding her.

In an instant, her cheeks turned red like ripe carrots.

“This...”

She was about to say something, but she suddenly shut her mouth shut.

“I’ll wash up and come back.”

“The smell must be very vibrating around the well.”

‘I feel sorry for the bandits who tried to drink water today,’ muttered, and after glaring at him once, Mien grabbed his clothes and hurriedly left the room.

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After finishing the bath neatly, she returned to her original haughty expression.

“It was good magic.”

What the hell is the person who was spitting out the ghost sound of ‘uuuuu’ in the magic circle just before?

Ray, who looked at her for a moment as if he was dumbfounded, said.

“Not all, but some of the waste accumulated in the Mana Road has been removed. Now that you are less worried about tearing the mana rod, you are ready to remove the slave crest.”

The mana rod is torn.

The moment Mien was about to react to a dangerous sound she hadn’t heard before.

Ray interrupted her.

“If you do this enough, you seem to have secured enough credibility in saying that you will break the slave crest.”

Originally, the mana rod was something that could not be easily touched.

No matter how high a mage is, touching someone else’s mana rod requires great determination.

Ray removed the wastes accumulated in Mien’s mana rod and changed it to a wider and stronger one.

Although it was clear that it was impossible by nature, he succeeded.

I didn’t know if he was sincere in saying that he would break the sentence of slavery at this level.

The trouble didn’t last long.

“Certainly, I can only trust your words when it comes to magic.”

Minen came one step closer.

Where had the previous stench gone? She smelled of sour fruit.

“Get rid of my slave crest. I will make sure to return it.”

Ray really wanted to find out the whole story of the incident and the forces behind it.

To do so, he had to get rid of the slave crest on Mien.

As it was something he had done while breaking Aira’s promise, he had absolutely no intention of failing.

In addition, ‘return’ is also at stake, so it can’t fail even more.

‘A created saint. Maybe it has something to do with the Holy Kingdom.’

He nodded.

“Then I’ll start right away.”