Chapter 93

Chapter 93

Dad

‘Broke.’

Palho let out a groan while looking at over thirty mages.

Originally mages had strong pride. Such mages were quiet now. The faces were fully furrowed.

Even though charged all together could not touch even one of Galahad’s hem, the shock had no choice but to be large.

Giving perfect defeat and recommending a magic tower—. it was a plan meticulous to a chilling degree.

Mages pushed to the North had no choice but to follow Galahad.

The problem was that that momentum completely broke. Because Galahad seemed thinking of them as miners digging mana stone degree, there was no large correlation—.

‘A little regrettable.’

Galahad was a man who does not lie. Since said erecting a magic tower one would erect a magic tower.

Those were mages who would enter that magic tower. That such mages’ will broke was not good. It was a problem of efficiency.

To grow the magic tower that will was needed.

Then—.

“These rotten academy professor guys! Taught only useless magic to me!”

Cortn shouted largely. At the out of the blue blaming others Palho furrowed his eyes. Why blaming academy professors for losing oneself?

“It is the fault of the professor guys who taught only useless magic! Wanted workers who make magic tools! Strange from when the professors particularly cherished Galahad! Clear that informed only real magic to Galahad! The guys are the cause of this defeat!”

Cortn diligently blamed others while even raising veins. A guy who graduated quite long blaming professors—. Palho softly was amazed.

“But now it is different! Professors also cannot cover my eyes! My eyes newly opened. Shell go away! Can no longer block me!”

Cortn seemed really thinking one’s own defeat is academy professors. There was resonance in that earnest anger toward vested interests.

Blaming others was sweet. In such a desperate situation even sweeter—.

“Saying handing teaching for only mana stone—. Arrogant. Galahad! I will make you regret this day!”

Cortn shouted while lifting the pickaxe with a flash. At that earnest blaming others the mages one by one held pickaxes.

“Shell go away! Uahaha!”

Palho sincerely admired.

‘One has to raise Cortn as Society Head.’

Or if coming out of Dawn, so that Dawn takes Cortn—.

****

‘Thoroughly angry.’

The fox mask slightly looked around and clicked its tongue.

The 6th Battalion was a place made of pointed buildings. Soldiers were prostrated all around. Exactly stiffly hardened like stone and did not move.

‘Ruler—.’

The ruler’s authority exerted absolute influence on ones lower than that. The 6th Battalion without a captain could not block. In front of that numbers were meaningless.

The fox mask furrowed its eyes. Moved inside the castle.

There were several corpses who died stabbed by swords. Knights. It seemed raised aura and resisted. The result was pathetic. Half cut soldiers were full around that.

‘Pushed colleagues in.’

Truly a ruler-like dirty method. The fox mask clicked its tongue softly.

Eventually, the 6th Battalion went over as a whole.

‘How to do this—.’

The fox mask’s head throbbed at the ruler’s movement.

The ruler was a card one cannot easily discard. The ruler’s authority was quite useful depending on the time. One could know just looking at now. When facing many there was nothing like the ruler.

The method to resolve the situation was giving Galahad to the ruler.

However—.

‘A guy who uses karma.’

Precisely it was not karma. If real karma, the moment the guy took that out space would have melted and flowed.

That was not karma. It was magic imitating karma. Although not real, yet not a level one can ignore.

Because of that more the problem.

Although the guy was a mage, not a demon race. Such a guy imitating karma—. that was by no means light.

Because the failure the First Mage spoke of is denied.

‘What on earth is this guy doing.’

The fox mask furrowed its eyes while looking at the most pointed tower.

Because the ruler liked high places. As expected the ruler was in the highest tower.

The ruler was sitting on a chair bunched with people. Behind such a ruler demon races were lined up. It was the collection the ruler boasts.

Although an appearance as if established a kingdom, anger was full on that face.

“Still not caught?”

The ruler asked in an irritated voice. At that the fox mask nodded.

“Because with the Grand Duke.”

“Isn’t the Grand Duke a guy bound anyway.”

“Because occasionally releases the collar.”

“I am not afraid of the guy.”

It was cheap bluff. The ruler’s authority only worked on things below that. If meeting a higher rank than oneself, it was the ruler who cannot use any power.

The Grand Duke was clearly above the ruler. No, the Grand Duke was a monster without position. It was not that the fox mask carefully moves for nothing.

However, there was no need to stimulate the ruler. The ruler in kid form was childish. One might stab for nothing and enlarge the problem. Soothing as much as possible was good.

“Still since coaxed one will come out soon. Endure a bit more. Because I will bring soon.”

“Saying endure—! Ha!”

The ruler stood from the seat with a flash.

“Do you know what the command rod the guy took is?”

The ruler’s voice lowered low. At that the fox mask furrowed its eyes.

“I know. Isn’t it a key.”

“Yes, yet telling me to endure?”

The ruler’s momentum pressed the fox mask. At that the fox mask softly exhaled a sigh.

This guy and that guy···.

The fox mask’s gaze headed to the ruler. The ruler’s movement stopped with a tuk—.

“Yes, since lost the key I understand that one gets angry.”

Strength entered the fox mask’s eyes. Distortion arose on the ruler’s shoulder. The ruler’s eyes softly furrowed.

“But did I lose? That side was hit. Stupidly.”

The ruler furrowed its face. The demon races that were behind advanced one step. Kung—. a heavy sound echoed.

The fox mask shook its head.

“Let’s do moderately. Moderately. Who says not bringing?”

“One must bring.”

At the ruler’s heavy voice the fox mask nodded.

“Even the guys who were together all—. I will put in my collection.”

The ruler’s head turned. Demon races and magic beasts were fully standing. Expressionless exactly as if taxidermied. Bad hobby. No, is it clever. The fox mask exhaled a sigh.

“Yes, Adrianne no. You know the reason?”

The ruler nodded.

“Because a sacrifice.”

“Yes, because a sacrifice.”

“I am not one who waits, but one who reigns.”

With that as the end the ruler sat in the seat again. One person who was below that long pulled its own tongue. Puk, with a cheerful sound the person burst. Meaningless venting.

“Taking my command rod—. Yes, the eye for seeing is good.”

The ruler muttered low.

[It is a souvenir.]

The fox mask tightly— held back laughter.

As expected fun.

Interest continuously moved.

It was the fox mask’s chronic disease.

****

‘Hmm.’

Galahad held out the gold rod and furrowed his eyes. Looked at the end of the gold rod and gauged the distance.

‘This degree?’

When holding the end of the gold rod and long holding out was the range of space magic.

Continuously practicing space magic, yet that power and distance did not increase.

‘The thicker the mana density the longer the range.’

It was the conclusion derived through several practices. Now Galahad the length of the long extended gold rod degree was the limit.

‘How thick is the mana of the guy wearing the fox mask?’

No, it was not simply a problem of density. Unlike Galahad whose all is crumpling space the fox mask freely moved through that.

The reason that is possible—.

‘Because the demon race has thick density mana flowing in the blood.’

It would be a method applying that.

‘The guy is mage origin. And that a very excellent mage.’

Galahad confirmed again. Even a high-rank demon race moving so freely did not make sense. The possibility of using mana compression was large.

‘Is space movement impossible.’

Even if Galahad possessed thick density mana, it was not engraved in the blood like the demon race. Human mana took place around the heart.

‘If possible because the demon race has high density mana in the blood—.’

Galahad recalled the premise and pondered for a moment. Sweat on the forehead long flowed riding the bridge of the nose.

Soon derived a suitable conclusion.

‘If I also contain high density mana in the blood it would do.’

It was a clean conclusion. Whether that is possible was a problem one can confirm by trying.

‘Come to think of it entrusted research to the Black Magic Society’s branch of the 5th Battalion—.’

Recalled the ones met when entering the Black Magic Society’s 5th Battalion branch following Cortn.

‘Was it Shern and Parntal.’

Seeing not coming out during the last incident, the possibility of still researching was large.

Since researched while drinking the demon race’s blood, by now the result would have come out.

‘One has to stop by once.’

Thump! Thump! the pill of pain violently trembled.

“Says human blood and demon race blood are different! Extremely dangerous!”

“That one knows by trying.”

“Says a crazy human! Oh my! Was it a secret? One has to say that in advance! Sorry.”

That human blood and demon race blood are different was fact.

However—.

‘You, the reaction is quite intense.’

Thump! the pill of pain softly trembled.

The reason the pill of pain shows such an intense reaction was obvious.

If Galahad comes to contain thick density mana in the blood—.

‘Because you become unnecessary.’

Thump! Thump! Thump! the pill of pain urgently pressed the heart with a kuk kuk.

“Says regrettable!”

‘Fine, you also cannot be here forever.’

Thump! Thump! Thump!

“Says here is good! Also diligently doing massage, and will not secretly eat—.”

‘Still taking care?’

Thump! the pill of pain largely shook. Urgency fully rose.

“Says at least until hatching look? Oh my, you hatch?”

Hatching? At a subtle word Galahad’s brows furrowed.

Hatching—. Galahad suddenly recalled the kid Adrianne seen in the dream.

“If Lord Galahad gives birth is it dad? Since gave birth is it mom?”

“Gwen—, what sound is that.”

Then, a sense of exhaustion fully rose. Burning terrible pain fully spread. It was mana exhaustion.

The mana entering space magic was considerable. Although not as much as hellfire, it was the degree that if using four times mana exhaustion comes.

“Gwen!”

“Yes!”

Gwen abruptly slammed her head. Mana rose riding Gwen’s forehead.

Gwen’s mana was pure. Clean like spring water in the deep mountain. The depleted mana rose in an instant.

Originally filling mana took quite time. Some guys took a week degree.

Even Galahad who emptied mana every day from young took five hours.

Now because filled mana by drinking the demon race’s blood it did not take long, but that method had side effects.

There were trivial problems like the mind shaking, or the pill of pain becoming arrogant, or the mana path expanding.

Yet Gwen’s mana charging method was different. Gwen’s charging was similar to Galahad naturally recovering mana, yet that speed was fast to the extent hard to compare.

Even recovered mana exhaustion. If what obtained with the demon race’s blood is high density mana, what obtained from Gwen was mana recovery.

If using the two at the same time—.

‘One can continuously train magic.’

Galahad deeply raised the corners of his mouth. How good an environment is this.

“That··· looks painful, if recovering in advance wouldn’t it do?”

“Mana exhaustion?”

“Yes, that. The body just trembles with a badeul badeul. If saying give mana before that comes—.”

Correct words. If receiving mana before mana exhaustion comes one would not experience mana exhaustion.

However, if becoming so—.

“Doesn’t efficiency drop.”

“······Yes?”

“To use you efficiently, me using mana to the bottom and receiving recovery is correct.”

“That··· painful though?!”

“Pain is familiar.”

Gwen made a fed up expression. Galahad lightly ignored and concentrated.

As fully concentrating, the surrounding noise disappeared.

The vision largely expanded. Even the eyes did not blink. Compressed mana as much as possible. Around the heart fully became tight.

Thump! Thump!

The pill of pain continuously sprayed mana. More diligent than usual. Sprayed mana and pressed the heart with a kuk kuk.

Of course, it was not an act that helps compression.

The viewpoint stuck in one place. Galahad slowly held out the gold rod.

The formula the easier to associate the better. Because space magic that has to move high density mana at once—.

“Box, cat, crack.”

A little away place’s space undulated.

Although the same distance as before—.

“The size became a little larger.”

Galahad brushed the disheveled front hair and laughed refreshingly.

Concentrated again right away. How many times used magic—. stopped at terrible pain. It was mana exhaustion.

“Gwen.”

Galahad sipped the water bottle and called Gwen. Gwen urgently collided her head.

The pain disappeared. Mana filled full. Galahad satisfactorily nodded and sipped the water bottle.

When trying to concentrate again, Gwen blocked the front.

“Blood is flowing from the nose?!”

“Fine. Move.”

“The state is not good! First rest a bit—.”

“Gwen.”

Gwen looked at Galahad. Galahad’s skin that was white anyway was pale. Blood flowed from the nose and the eyes were red from capillaries bursting.

Anyone seeing it was a precarious state.

Saying one will practice more here, one had to stop—.

“Fine. With this degree one does not die.”

Dying is not the problem though!

Speechless but, Gwen had no choice but to nod.

Because Galahad was widely laughing as if really enjoyable—.

****

‘The situation is turning strangely.’

Bart of the Black Magic Society 5th Battalion branch tightly chewed his lips.

The Black Magic Society was originally a place that worships ascension. For that it was the Black Magic Society that does not care about anything.

Yet recently the Black Magic Society was turning strangely.

“Let’s work substantially today too.”

“Did you pack lunch? One has to eat thickly to dig better.”

Black mages passed while conversing in murmurs. Holding pickaxes in the hands that should be holding magic books—.

“What are you doing! Why digging mana stone not magic!”

“Bart, still not heard the news? The one who digs the most mana stone becomes Society Head. You also dig. Become Society Head.”

The guy who digs a lot of mana stone becomes Society Head! Does this make sense as words! Bart tightly chewed his lips.

Everyone went crazy. Liked saying if digging mana stone money comes out and one becomes Society Head.

Not everyone went out to dig mana stone. There were also ones who silently continued research in the inner laboratory.

“Kkeuaaak!”

At a terrible scream Bart urgently entered. Researcher Parntal was rolling on the floor. Although seeming a big matter occurred, Shern beside that was calm.

“How? Does it hurt a lot? Was mid-rank demon race unreasonable? That person drank like wine—.”

“Coefficient! Five times lower-rank—.”

The two only then looked when Bart fake coughed. The two’s gazes were subtle. Somehow mismatched and hollow.

“Is time a bit?”

“Busy. We are doing research directly given from the main society.”

“······Main society?”

The main society was a story like a legend of the Black Magic Society. However—.

“Society Head changed long ago. From then the society became strange.”

“No, you do not know. That is fake. The real main society did not reveal. To him the demon race’s blood is wine.”

“What dog-like sound is that?”

“Not knowing is good.”

Parntal said while shaking a transparent glass. The demon race’s blood rippled. A lightning shape scar was seen on the wrist.

‘These guys’ state···.’

Bart’s eyes narrowed. At that when slightly stepping back, suddenly the two approached with a seongkeum.

“Came well just in time.”

“Right, because research about the demon race’s blood ended now.”

“Also ended human blood—.”

“Bart, do you know the difference point of the demon race’s blood and human blood?”

“······Difference point?”

“There is no mana in human blood. Although there is high density mana in the demon race’s blood.”

“What sound is that. There is mana in human blood.”

“No, one has to speak accurately. Not human—.”

Shern raised his head. Those eyes were red. It was not that capillaries burst. Just red. Bart’s mouth opened with a jjeok. Such hideous—.

Then, Shern’s mouth opened.

“There is mana in a mage’s blood.”

“Come, then problem here.”

“Is a mage human, or demon race?”