Chapter 406: Only Me (3)

Chapter 406: Only Me (3)

Translator: miraclerifle

Editor: Borderline Masochist

“Duck!”

“Move away from the tower!”

Boom!

The ground started to shake as a part of the seventh floor exploded.

The fancy area where the royalty, power players, and influential people were having fun was destroyed.

- Human! They all seemed to have run away! There was nobody on the seventh floor!

As Raon mentioned, the people fooling around until late at night on the seventh floor were the first to run away without even looking back as soon as they heard an explosion.

“Ha, haha-!”

Cale turned his head after hearing someone laugh.

Mage Becrock was laughing while looking at the exploding seventh floor. He started to sneer as he looked at Cale.

It was at that moment.

Baaaaang!

Someone broke through the window and burst out of the burning tenth floor.

This person was covered in black mana.

It was the Southern Alchemists’ Tower's Tower Master.

No, his real title was the Southern black magic branch manager.

His alchemist robe was fluttering as dead mana surrounded him.

Becrock watched him come out before he looked toward Cale and started to speak.

“It looks like your plan was to destroy the royalty or the other high ranking people? But too bad. We evacuated them first so none of the royalty probably died.”

However, Becrock could not hear a response from Cale.

Cale just quietly flew behind a knight and stood there.

Clang!

The knight took out his sword as he responded.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Sir Rex confidently made a proclamation as well.

“We have secured all secret passages from the Southern Alchemists’ Tower already. I'm sure the royalty are escaping through those secret passages right now.”

The tip of his sword pointed toward the Southern Tower Master.

Sir Rex. The Southern Tower Master.

Two people who were both aiming for the future of the Mogoru Empire observed each other.

“I'm sure the Tower Master appeared late because he was helping them evacuate. But those escaping royalty will probably get caught by our soldiers too.”

“Do you really think that’ll be the case?”

The Southern Tower Master responded in a relaxed manner.

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep-!

A sharp noise shot out with the tower at the center.

Beeeeeeep- Beeeeeeeep-!

More sharp noises came from the forest around the Alchemists’ Tower as if they were responding to the first noise.

The birds shot up to the air in shock.

- Human! It looks like the soldiers are starting to move!

‘Me, me! I saw it as I shoved the merchant guild leader into the cave! The hidden troops are moving toward the tower!’

‘They’re not coming to the tower, they are trying to surround the soldiers from the capital! I think they are heading for the teleportation magic circle!’

‘Enemies located. Death. Chaos. Rain down destruction! Kahahaha!’

The hidden enemies started to move.

At that moment.

“Surround them!”

The Southern Tower Master gave the order.

“Mm.”

Sir Rex let out a moan.

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He could see black mages flying up into the air from different spots in the forest.

They created a large circle with the tower at the center.

“Start!”

Other mages flew up next to the black mages once Becrock shouted as well.

Flap, flap.

Becrock and the Southern Tower Master.

Their robes fluttered more as the two of them moved toward each other while being surrounded by their respective mana.

Becrock looked toward Sir Rex, Cale, and Rosalyn who was surrounded in red mana and nonchalantly added on.

“Seeing you barging in here like this, I'm sure you’ve started to raid the other three towers as well. You probably have a map of those towers.”

The corners of his lips slowly went up as well.

“Sir Rex, do you know what your weakness is?”

Sir Rex who was pointing the tip of his sword at the Southern Tower Master looked toward Becrock. However, Becrock was looking past his shoulder at Cale as he continued to speak.

“It's the fact that you are a collection of trash.”

Sir Rex’s expression stiffened.

However, Becrock leisurely continued to speak.

“Sir Rex, I'm sure your backing is reliable. But there are only a few of them.”

Cale quietly observed Becrock who was talking about him.

“But the people around you or the Saint are all soldiers that the Imperial Prince determined that he had no issues throwing away. Our side has more knights and mages as well.”

Becrock started to think about their allies coming toward the tower.

About 100 of them went to Plavin's secret residence. He was certain they will die or get captured. However, there were a lot more knights and mages.

On the other side, the majority of Sir Rex’s forces were trashed soldiers.

"Soldiers are things we can always refill. You think you can take them and strike all four towers at once?

Hehe.”

Becrock started to laugh as he added on.

“Thank you. Thank you for walking yourselves to your deaths.”

It was at that moment.

- Human, human!

Cale heard Raon's urgent voice in his mind.

“Huh?”

A confused sound came out of Cale’s mouth at the same time.

The Southern Tower Master.

Becrock.

Once the two people got close to each other...

Crack! Crack!

The dead mana and mana surrounding the two people crashed into each other.

‘No, are they merging together?’

He didn’t know whether to say it was crashing or merging.

It was hard to describe what was going on between the two mana.

“...Perhaps?”

However, Rex continued to smile. Becrock sneered after seeing Rex’s smile.

“Interesting how you can still smile in such a situation.”

“Of course. I didn't come empty handed either.”

“...What?”

Becrock flinched.

Sir Rex started to shout.

“Start round three of explosions!”

His voice spread out with amplification magic.

A few seconds later.

Baaaaang! Baaaaang! Baaaaang!

Tens of explosions started to occur.

Each individual explosion was not strong enough to shake the ground.

Baaaaang! Bang! Baaaaang!

However, the numerous explosions started to cause smoke in all directions.

The Southern Tower Master's pupils started to shake.

“...A circle?”

Those smoke created a large circle.

“It may be true that the Mogoru is lacking in black magic and magic.”

The Tower Master could determine the identity of those explosions.

They were too weak to be called magic bombs and he did not feel any mana coming from them.

Rex’s confident voice echoed in the area.

“However, the Mogoru still has the real Alchemists.”

Baaaaang! Bang! Baaaaang!

The alcoholic Alchemist, Rei Stecker. He had gathered the alchemists who were in hiding.

They then got to work and started to research.

“You cannot forget that the Mogoru is the land of alchemy.”

The alchemy bombs that Sir Rex and his comrades had used to blow up the palace in the past.

These bombs that were created by the alchemists who will become a new foundation for the Mogoru.

Were placed as weapons in the soldiers’ hands.

The soldiers at the capital trained day and night to use these bombs to defeat the enemies and protect themselves.

These soldiers who were thrown away once already trained and trained again so that the strong weapon in their hands could become even stronger.

Bang! Baaaaang! Baaaaang!

The sounds of trees breaking could be heard along with the explosions.

Dust and smoke started to rise.

The dust and smoke created an even larger circle than the circle created by the black mages and mages.

“You are the ones who are surrounded.”

Sir Rex started to smile.

- Human! Rex became juuuuuuuuuuuust a bit cool!

Cale nodded at Raon's comment.

It was at that moment.

“Kekekeke!”

Becrock was laughing so loud his shoulders were moving.

He then shouted with a stoic expression.

“The trash did something funny! I will show you the greatest power of all!”

Magic.

Becrock believed magic was the greatest power.

Why else would Dragons, who were known as the greatest living creatures, use magic?

“Open the bags! Cast the magic circles!”

Becrock waved his hand.

The mages started to open the spatial pocket bag.

Ooooooooong-

They pointed the spatial pocket bags down.

“I will show you the power of mana that even a Dragon could not have imagined-!”

However, he could not finish speaking.

Plop. Plop.

They watched the things touching their shoulders.

“...Rocks?”

Rocks were falling out of the spatial pocket bags.

The tiny rocks plopped to the ground through the opening of the spatial pocket bags.

They were not magic stones that would float back up in response to their mana, they were all rocks that were crumbling from their magic.

“...This...just what?!”

His eyes opened wide.

He could see the mage in the red robe step forward.

“Here, take this.”

He could also see Cale Henituse throwing her a spatial pocket bag with a stoic expression.

“Perhaps-?”

Before he could finish this terrible thought in his head...

Plop. Plop.

The items in Cale's spatial pocket bag fell into the mage in the red robe, Rosalyn’s palm.

They were magic stones.

An endless number of magic stones continued to pour out.

They then started to surround her along with her red mana.

She opened the bag even more.

Chhhhhhhhh.

Tons of magic stones mixed with her red mana and shined like jewels as they surrounded Rosalyn.

Rosalyn raised her hand.

As Becrock looked at her hand...

Rosalyn formed a fist.

Crack!

One of the magic stones broke as if responding to her action.

Then a voice that was mixed with laughter started to come out of her mouth.

“The Tower Master, that’s going to be my position.”

That was the signal.

Crack. Crack. Crack!

The magic stones started to break and get absorbed by Rosalyn’s mana.

Ooooooong-

The circle made with the combined mana of the black mages and mages.

A light that resembled the sun shot up from the center of that grey circle.

Rosalyn pointed that red light toward Becrock.

“Go.”

A red arrow was shot toward the enemy.

1. Rex doesn’t call it an Empire because right now it is no longer an Empire to them as Cale mentioned many chapters ago about how they didn’t know how the Mogoru will recover.