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Episode 189 The magic I had witnessed from Leo and Cheshire until now had always been beautiful and steadfast, suffused with goodwill. Perhaps, having always been surrounded by such things, I had unconsciously come to underestimate what was called black magic. In an instant, the massive magic circle, black as pitch and coiling across the entire temple like a giant serpent, glowed with such ominous light that it seemed to choke the breath from all who beheld it. Realizing that Giuseppe had…
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Episode 190 The horror of the possible outcome alone was enough to keep me vigilant. At the same time, it made clear just how difficult this case would be to resolve. Above all, there was simply too little information. I had discovered the black mage organization's goal, but I knew neither the means nor the steps they intended to take to achieve it. Furthermore, they had vanished like rabbits diving into burrows, hiding themselves away. ‘At this point, there’s no way the lord will agree…
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191Thud. The razor-sharp blade sliced through flesh, a spray of blood bursting forth. The intruder bit his lip, enduring the pain as the blade pierced his palm. Immediately, the blood from his wound began to move in the air like a water snake, tracing a black magic circle across the back of the man’s hand. “To make it look like a natural decline… but I’ll add a touch of poison so he won’t last through the night.” Muttering monotonously, the man adjusted a portion of the black…
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Episode 192 The port city, warned of an approaching typhoon, was in an uproar. Every ship anchored at the harbor, from small boats to massive sailing vessels, had been secured tightly with ropes, while people battened wooden planks over every window. Today, on the eve of the storm, tension was evident on people's faces, but there was no sign of fear. Even the typhoon that swept through the harbor each year, ravaging their homes, was nothing more than part of daily life to them. ‘I…
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Episode 193 "Spear of the Meteor!" Someone shouted the name of the weapon. Among black magicians, the rumor had spread in secret: if you ever faced the Spear of the Meteor, abandon everything and flee. To them, the spear formed of light was as merciless as the scythe of a grim reaper, cutting down their number without hesitation. Yet none of the magicians gathered around the round table made any move to escape at once. That was because they were certain the Spear of the Meteor could not…
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194The fact that he had tracked me down in the middle of being chased by clerics and magicians spoke volumes. The Red Tower Master possessed not only extraordinary magical skills, but superb situational awareness as well. He had instantly realized I was the one facilitating communication among the clerics and magicians. Cold sweat slid down my back, but I met the Red Tower Master’s gaze, praying my fear didn’t show. I opened my mouth, trying to sound as unruffled as possible. “Well, if…
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Episode 195 As if someone had tilted an umbrella over me, the rain that had been soaking me to the bone suddenly stopped. The bursts of magical fireballs striking the translucent barrier surrounding myself and the small figure before me exploded like fireworks. “How dare you…” The anger radiating from her back was so intense that my opponent could barely contain her rage, her breaths coming in harsh gasps. Cautiously, I called her name. “Ophel…lia…?” At that, Ophelia…
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196At my words, Sir Cherry (presumed) hesitated, seeming to nod up and down, then shook his head from side to side. Watching this ambiguous gesture, somewhere between a nod and a shake, I couldn’t help but let out a short laugh. It was almost admirable, how this man, who once thought a mask would be enough to hide his identity, put so much effort into concealing himself. Hiding his face and voice, even refraining from using his frozen aura, just in case. For Sir Cherry (presumed), it was quite…
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197At Belinda’s words, Cheshire frowned hard. Even if it was Belinda speaking, he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He’d been communicating with the priests about the “Walkers of the World’s Veil,” but that was only because they shared a common goal and mutual interests. As head of the Grey Tower, Cheshire was obliged to extradite the Red Tower Master—a top-level fugitive in the Mage Republic—back to their homeland. He couldn’t entrust the execution of a national criminal…
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Episode 198 A temporary residence owned by the temple, situated in the plaza. Only after drying my drenched body did I find a moment’s respite. Dawn was slowly approaching, yet the sky remained dark under the lingering influence of the typhoon. Outside, the only sounds were the occasional crash of something breaking; inside, all was silent. “You sons of bitches!” Correction—the air was far from quiet, as the Red Tower Master, now recovered, unleashed a torrent of curses that…
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199When I forced myself to look away from that ominous sight, it happened. “We have to kill the Red Tower Master right now.” As if he had realized something crucial, Giuseppe instantly summoned several spears, leveling them at the rubble of the building—as if he expected something horrific to emerge from within at any moment. “I may not know exactly what that black magic circle signifies, but I do know what their aim is.” What the black magicians desired: Make the Red Tower Master…
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Episode 200 Among them, one child, paralyzed with fear, collapsed to the ground where he stood. A smaller child tried desperately to lift him back up, but it was no use. I barely restrained myself from shouting at the children to take cover and dashing out of the barrier. Considering the distance between me and the children, any rash move could have drawn the Red Tower Lord’s attention. I bit my lip, struggling to regain my composure. If there was one fortunate thing, it was that the…
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Episode 201 “The Red Tower Lord’s immortality black magic didn’t fail. If the price had been insufficient, it wouldn’t have manifested at all.” “Then… are you saying that’s just how the spell was meant to be?” “I don’t know what the Red Tower Lord would think, but he is immortal, isn’t he?” Cheshire spoke as if joking, but, horrifyingly, his words were true. Neither Lady Cherry’s aura, nor Cheshire’s magic, nor even Giuseppe’s holy power could kill the thing…
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Episode 202 Several years ago, there was an estate that seemed to be cursed, suffering from consecutive years of poor harvest. As if that weren’t enough, an epidemic broke out, and the people’s despair and anger turned toward their ineffectual lord. The young baron tried to gather the family’s remaining wealth to buy grain, but the neighboring lords, as if in agreement, refused to deal with the boy at all. The day the boy, too young even for his coming-of-age ceremony, wept in…
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Episode 203 When Leo saw my smile, he must have realized his mistake, for he shook his head even more vigorously and denied it with force. “N-no, really, there isn’t anyone.” Unfortunately, Leo was a terrible liar. I leaned in close and whispered to him softly. “I'll say there isn’t, but tell me, just between us.” “There really isn’t…” Despite his stubborn insistence, he eventually began to pluck at the innocent grass with both hands, lost in uncertainty. After a…
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Episode 204 The night Leo found a new purpose, someone knocked on Belinda’s office door. As Belinda lifted her head from her work, which kept her up late into the night, she saw Terry standing there, holding a lantern. “Master, everyone has arrived.” Despite the late hour, when everyone in the manor was asleep, both Belinda and Terry appeared immaculate in full formal attire, not a hair out of place. “Watch your step; it’s dark underfoot.” Relying on the light Terry…
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Episode 205 With that single remark, the mood of the meeting took a sharp turn. “Certainly, if it’s the Five Nations Council…” Cheshire’s eyes narrowed, as if weighing possibilities. The Five Nations Council was an international peace organization founded by the five countries that had won the Sealing War some seven centuries ago. There was the Holy Empire, built on faith in the divine; The Magic Republic, a haven for scholars in pursuit of truth; The Kingdom of Heroes,…
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137. Seraphie entered the library and slipped into its most secluded corner. There, on the shelf, stood a large glass jar containing a pristine white feather. After setting the box on the shelf for a moment, Seraphie raised her hand to take the glass jar. “I’ve failed completely.” She laughed at herself. Despite countless vows and relentless caution not to grow attached to the people here, she found herself surrounded by those she cherished. And among them, she met someone for whom no…
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138. When Loony returned, she was utterly exhausted. She flopped down flat on the palace sofa with little regard for decorum, groaning in discomfort. “Ugh…” Perhaps her stomach had grown weak again, for she dry-heaved repeatedly. “What on earth did you do in there?” At last, Seraphie couldn’t hold back and asked. “Ugh, I hate the Emperor…” “That wasn’t me talking!” Seraphie hastily protested as the attendant, about to escort Orkis, paused with a dubious…
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139. “Steward!” Returning to the mansion in haste, Seraphie called out urgently for the steward. “…and so, our master, the current Count Validus, has written a new chapter in the family’s history.” “Grandpa, I’m hungry. Can I have some of those cookies?” The steward was, at that moment, offering Pura an extensive lesson—namely, recounting Seraphie’s achievements in opening a new era for Validus. The substance was familiar: Seraphie, mortified; Loony, laughing herself…
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