Episode 1171
As warlocks who had been through thick and thin, the descendants sensed the hidden danger in the question.
Even though it seemed like a simple question, there was something strangely creepy about it.
“…Why are you asking that?”
“Because I’m from the Einrogard School of Black Magic?”
“!!!”
The descendants were astonished at the answer.
The child in front of me is from the Einrogard School of Black Magic.
Then, surely…?!
“You, Aesong, are you the son of the Wardanaz family?! Mortum bragged about it so loudly that it was hard to believe?!”
“……”
This time it was Lee Han’s turn to be speechless.
‘professor…!’
I’ve never felt ashamed of being a black magician, but today I felt a little embarrassed.
“That’s right. … Professor Mortum said that because he cares so much for his students.”
“Huh? You praised Raphael too?”
Angrago, who was listening from the side, asked with a puzzled look. Lee Han immediately became serious.
“Be quiet.”
‘no…!’
I asked because you said you care about your ‘disciples’!
“If you have the skills to make contact with the witch, then I can understand why Mortum bragged about it.”
The descendants admitted it with indignant voices.
Given this level of skill, it felt like Mortum’s boast was underestimated.
In fact, Mortum’s boasts were somewhat useless. Why did he keep bragging about filling up the Black Magic School’s vault?
“I agree. Mortum has a truly great disciple.”
“…No. Why are you saying something different? What do you mean you didn’t invite the Ainrogarde School of Dark Magic and left them behind?”
“ah.”
The descendants who had been chattering in shock came back to their senses.
When I think about it, the sins they committed still remain.
The undead belonging to Oondorgu’s legion, who had been quietly watching the conversation from the side, quickly answered.
“Kurururururuk (The descendants of Ahrak deliberately forgot to invite the Einrogard School of Black Magic).”
“……”
“Is this really going to happen? You traitors?”
The descendants were dumbfounded and questioned him. Regardless, the undead just shrugged their shoulders.
“Kreuk (the living must live).”
Even if the descendants of Ahrak can’t ask questions, shouldn’t other warlocks do so?
“That’s a reasonable opinion. We agree.”
The Obsidian Tower also quickly agreed.
In fact, even if they were not rational, they would have hit me right in the back of the head.
If only they could ask the question, it would not matter whether the descendants of Ahrak or the legions of Oondorgu were being screwed.
However, the disorganized internal strife among these warlocks backfired.
I’m already furious that I didn’t invite Senior Diret, but instead of reflecting on it, I’m shirking the responsibility!
To Lee Han’s eyes, these warlocks all looked like the same gang.
“…That’s it! Aren’t we all the same?”
“Kreuk (not really)?!”
“It is true that the descendants of Ahrak missed the invitation. I can prove it.”
The warlocks were confused and began to explain.
But Lee Han pointed out coolly.
“Is there anyone among you who, when you found out that you weren’t invited, tried to invite them even though it was late?”
“……”
The warlocks were speechless at the sharp remark.
That’s definitely…
“I wonder why I should be kind to those who so disrespect the Ainrogarde School of Dark Magic. I will take back what I just said.”
“Oh, no!”
“Kreuk (Think again)!”
The warlocks screamed and tried to persuade him, but Lee Han had already made up his mind.
Lee Han looked at the only person he could trust among them and said.
“Professor Taswan. If you have any questions for the witch, please let me know. I will try to ask them.”
“…Me, me?!”
Professor Taswan was surprised when his name was called while he was watching his seniors arguing dirty.
And then he tried to save face by coughing belatedly.
“…Thank you! Student Wardanaz!”
“No!! Why that little kid!”
Ahrak’s descendants were furious, as if they could not accept it.
If we can’t all ask together, I’ll at least understand.
But only the young ones in the Kalaro Guard get this privilege.
Why on earth?
‘I absolutely cannot understand!’
The other warlocks looked at Lee Han with burning eyes, as if they were the same.
They were confident that they could refute any argument, whether it was through magic, career, or reputation.
“You don’t know why?”
“Yeah! What on earth is the reason!”
“Isn’t Kalarogard close to Ainrogard?”
“……”
For an unexpected reason, all the warlocks were silent.
It was bold and brazen, but it was also a reason that was certainly convincing.
If we’re close, there’s nothing we can do…
* * *
The gathered warlocks scattered in vain.
I didn’t leave the castle because of my greed for the witch hag, but there was nothing I could do if I stayed in the audience room any longer.
‘Huh. It’s not that hard to cook a little kid. I’ll definitely persuade him and get the authority to ask questions.’
‘Crrrrr.’
‘I must come up with a negotiation plan for the Einrogard School of Black Magic and contact them.’
Of course, the warlocks didn’t just back down.
Everyone was stepping back, thinking, ‘I don’t know about other guys, but I can do it.’
“I’m sorry, my lord.”
Lee Han apologized for the dirty fight.
Now that I think about it, I wonder if the Imperial Black Magic School as a whole has a bad image.
I didn’t know much about other schools of magic, but at least I didn’t think they’d have such dirty arguments in the guest room.
“What are you talking about, Wardanaz-kun? If the wizard who solved the problems of the North were to say such things, the Northern families would be ashamed.”
Jidupu looked at Leehan with eyes full of affection.
Who would have thought that the boy from the Wodanaz family, who had been invited for other reasons, would solve this problem?
‘I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a look in my eyes…’
Giselle muttered to herself.
I never knew my father, who was always cold and strict, could have such a look in his eyes.
It was confusing to tell who was the Wodanaz family and who was the Moradi family.
“I will tell you about the negotiations regarding the witch hag once they are concluded.”
“If the warlocks are bothering you, tell me.”
Before the matter was settled, they were only honored guests, but now that the matter was settled, the warlocks were people who could be banished at any time.
Knowing that, the warlocks also quietly stepped aside instead of whining.
Everyone knew that if they whined in the visiting room like last time, they would be immediately expelled.
“Thank you for your consideration.”
“Even if the knights are annoying, tell them.”
Zidup glanced quickly at the White Tiger Tower students before returning his gaze to where it was before.
“……”
Giselle realized that the ‘knights’ she had just spoken of were not necessarily the knights of the estate.
But the students of the White Tiger Tower, who did not realize it, shouted with enthusiasm.
“We will protect Wardanaz! Just leave it to us!”
“…Okay. Thank you all. You must be tired from traveling, so let’s go back and rest for today.”
The students bowed politely and left the room one by one.
The chief chamberlain followed quietly behind Giselle, who was the last to walk out.
“I have a question for you, Giselle.”
“Please tell the students of the White Tiger Tower that I will take care of them.”
Giselle answered as if she had known that would happen.
The reason the attendant came and asked questions like this was probably to convey the father’s will.
It’s only natural that you can’t openly swear in front of your friends.
“No. Your Majesty did not ask such a thing. Everyone knows that Lady Giselle will take care of it, so why would you ask?”
“Then what is it…?”
“What kind of magic did the Alpha family wizard put on the horn? If it’s okay, I’d like to tell the other attendants about it.”
“…I’ll ask Wardanaz later…”
Giselle, feeling relaxed, answered weakly.
* * *
The witch hag sent a large toad messenger across the dimension.
While the good-natured powers of the dimension rarely maintained contact with the evil-worshipers, neutral beings like the Hag were a different story.
What matters is how interesting the good guys or the bad guys are.
How much time has passed, distorted between dimensions?
In some cases, the answer came back in less than a second, and in others, it took decades.
What did the wisest witch hag want me to do?
It was the handwriting of the Immortal, one of the bishops of the Prahgal Order.
The witch hag laughed and then began to write on the back of another large toad with the tip of a ladle.
This primal magic had the power to communicate instantly, even through dimensional distortions and interference.
I came because I have a suggestion.
Sorry, but I don’t feel like it.
‘Hmm.’
Despite her sullen and arrogant attitude, the witch did not become angry.
Of course, if a mere mortal had behaved like that, he would have been immediately enraged and used the person as fuel to heat his own pot or thrown him into the pot.
But it was a different story for demon worshippers. Aren’t they all somewhat crazy?
There was no point in getting angry at those guys for being rude. The witch was generous when she had to be generous.
‘What happened?’
The demon worshippers, who are always at a disadvantage in the material world, are often positive about suggestions coming from outside the dimension.
But what a prickly attitude.
It was one of two things.
Have you had a big success or a big failure recently?
The witch hag walked to the latter with the emotions contained in the handwriting.
Yes, yes! This old lady also heard about that failure. It must be embarrassing. But is it any use for a grown man to just cover himself with a blanket and cry?
Did you send an envoy just to insult me? Or to boast about how fast news spreads?
The witch hag smiled again. Judging by the way she was fuming, it seemed she had guessed correctly.
Of course I sent you to help! Otherwise, why would this old lady send a toad to you? So stop crying and tell me. I will help you get revenge.
Come to think of it, you’ve handled bugs well too… Alright. Let’s make a deal. I’ll pay you if you answer my questions. Would a hundred sacrifices be enough?
The value will vary depending on the question. Do you happen to know this old lady well?
Excuse me. It was such a confusing situation… I’m sure you know about the bug of the regenerator.
The witch hag waited quietly.
The Regenerator, that is, the bug of Prahgal, was also well aware of the witch who used the bug’s power.
Although the two’s powers were of different series, they had some overlap and things to learn.
Do you think an outsider could steal that bug’s powers?
‘?!’
The witch hag was surprised.
What that means is that someone stole the power of the Prahgal Church and used it!
‘Is it time for those fanatics to go down?’
I have lived in this dimension for a long time, but I have never heard of an outsider stealing the power of the sect and using it.
It wasn’t recreated by magic?
Who the hell do you think you are?
This is the old lady who apologizes. Well, I guess she can tell the difference.
There was a clear difference between recreating something with magic and stealing the power itself.
If you were stupid enough to not be able to tell the difference, you would have been captured and executed long ago in the material world.
The witch came to make a suggestion and ended up getting lost in an interesting riddle.
How on earth did some guy steal the power?
‘I’m really curious!’
