Novel Will Be Taken Down on 17 May or Earlier Chapter 144 - I'll give you a chance

◈ Episode 144. I’ll give you a chance

 

I noticed it from her question.

 

‘She didn’t realize it yet.’

 

The demon who claimed to be the Simuard family’s godmother had been hunted.

 

The curse of the terminal illness and the status abnormality should have disappeared.

 

Belliere seemed oblivious.

 

Reality and the Arcana Continent.

 

Was it because they were two worlds that couldn’t be connected without a rupture? Well, even if that was not the case, the hazier the effect of the status abnormality, the less recoil they would have when it was lifted.

 

Whatever the reason, it didn’t matter.

 

Yula Simuard, the moment her name was mentioned.

 

Just like the servants of the Simuard, she would realize what was going on.

 

But was it necessary?

 

Of course, this included Marcelo. Even if he knew the truth now, nothing would change. He would ask himself why he didn’t notice sooner. It would only make him feel guilty.

 

I was a demon hunter, so I could tell.

 

The demons were a race that exploited human regret.

 

So it would be best if I just kept my mouth shut.

 

However, this guy’s pride couldn’t let it go.

 

“I didn’t get hit. I hunted millions of demons.”

 

“…!”

 

Belliere was shocked by my shameless boasting.

 

The purpose of entering the Arcana continent was to find a clue to unlocking the curse of terminal illness.

 

 Belliere’s green pupils widened and slid around.

 

“Millions…! Oh, no! I overlooked it for a moment because I was worried about Chief Marcelo. The Arcana Continent would never have been safe. Then, the blood on those clothes is Chief Lee Hoyeol’s blood… !”

 

Belliere immediately raised her mana.

 

“As expected, you still have scars, right? Thanks to the relics of the Goddess Church that the Chief gave us, we have been able to take care of Marcelo until now. Will you please give me a chance to return the favor?”

 

The holy relic of the Goddess Church?

 

Oh, she was talking about [Ceremonial Robe Stained with Evil].

 

After purifying it through an exorcism, its true name and effects were revealed.

 

[Silk Clothes of the High Priestess of the Goddess Church].

 

Not only it had a level-700 restriction, there was an additional restriction that only those with [healing] related skills could wear it.

 

I couldn’t use it anyway.

 

I gave it to Belliere in case it might be of help.

 

I was glad it could help.

 

However.

 

“I will just accept your intention.”

 

“Before the injury spreads, get treatment quickly…!”

 

“No, there are no injuries.”

 

There should be.

 

Even though I died once, I returned to reality completely unharmed.

 

Belliere still didn’t seem to understand.

 

Well, she must be full of questions.

 

‘Even if you think about it with common sense.’

 

After returning from the Arcana continent in two hours.

 

I started by changing out of my blood-soaked and torn clothes.

 

But surprisingly, there were no injuries.

 

If I came back after hunting millions of demons, what did I do with the Simuard? It couldn’t be helped that she was suspicious of my actions… But Marcelo still woke up fine.

 

“…Haha.”

 

Are you laughing because you’re speechless?

 

If that’s the case, you can laugh as much as you want, Belliere.

 

I couldn’t believe I came back two hours after making that commotion at the roundtable meeting either.

 

No matter what I did, she could laugh.

 

Laughter was specially permitted.

 

But soon, Belliere’s hand went to the corner of her eyes.

 

She wiped away the tears from her eyes.

 

“…No. It’s all right, Chief Lee Hoyeol. Thank you for returning safely. And above all, Chief Marcelo. No, Marcelo, thank you for saving him.”

 

Sk–

 

Belliere bowed politely.

 

…Wouldn’t she need to make a distance before collecting herself?

 

Well, what was the point? it was important that the true leader of our Mage Tower, Marcelo, was safe. Belliere gathered her emotions and opened her mouth.

 

“Chief Marcelo is still resting in a separate room.”

 

I wondered if it was okay to visit the hospital late.

 

I thought so, but.

 

I spoke with affection.

 

“I’ll check Marcelo’s well-being at the meeting.”

 

“…Meeting? Are you talking about the roundtable meeting?”

 

“That’s right.”

 

Indeed.

 

I had witnessed it.

 

I had seen the miserable Arcana Continent with my own eyes.

 

Now, let’s assume.

 

There was no need to go all the way to the high-ranking demon king.

 

What if [Loser of the Western Demon World, Laxioros] and a demon of a similar level were updated to the rupture right now? Just like it had been up until now. The world would have no choice but to be paralyzed by shock once again.

 

‘The demons’ activities were not slowed down by the oppression of the demon kings.’

 

I had to correct it.

 

The oppression of the demon kings was nothing more than a ‘trigger’.

 

Including Decarabia, I had hunted down four demon kings, leaving a vacancy in the demon king’s place.

 

It seemed a [Battle of Demon King] was taking place among the demons to occupy the vacant throne.

 

– “Then, I will grant you the honor of participating in the battle to conquer the demon king on an equal footing with Laxioros!”

 

Yes, the reason the demons were quiet was to take the place of the demon king.

 

They were just watching over each other.

 

I didn’t know how the battle would go.

 

But I could guarantee one thing.

 

‘Millions, then tens of millions and hundreds of millions.’

 

Before the storm.

 

Whether the quarrel began or ended.

 

The moment something happened.

 

The demons’ offense would be as strong as before!

 

Yeah, the roundtable meeting was to prepare for that.

 

But this complicated situation.

 

I couldn’t explain it to Belliere.

 

I had no choice but to sum it up in one line.

 

“The time has finally come for the Mage Tower to move.”

 

“…!”

 

Of course, I had to move fast, too.

 

As I said, this was, of course, not something I could handle at the Mage Tower’s level. It had been a while since I used that power… No, the time had come to use that ‘authority’.

 

*

 

His mind was clear.

 

Marcelo was lying on the bed, quietly covering himself with the blanket.

 

Absolute stability.

 

It was because of Belliere’s earnest request.

 

A conversation that he couldn’t ignore was heard from beyond the door.

 

“I’m really, really glad.”

 

“…Senior Banglet, aren’t you overreacting?”

 

“Bensch William, do you have the right to say that?”

 

“Yes? What did I do?”

 

“You put your ear close to the door of the separate room and made a fuss…!”

 

…Did they have a relationship where the chief and senior cared about each other?

 

‘It’s still unfamiliar.’

 

Marcelo laughed quietly.

 

Still, the change was not incomprehensible.

 

After falling into the world of adventurers, the Mage Tower had gone through a lot of events.

 

“It even made us, who were bound by competition, unite.”

 

“You’re right, Chief.”

 

“…Oh, Senior Matis? I didn’t know you were there.”

 

Indeed, he wasn’t the senior mage of the black magic for no reason.

 

In the corner of the separate room.

 

Matis, who was sitting in the shade, answered Marcelo’s muttering to himself.

 

Marcelo carefully pulled himself up.

 

“Don’t you think it’s better not to overdo it, Chief Marcelo?”

 

“I am not overdoing it.”

 

Marcelo smiled awkwardly.

 

“I feel so healthy that I feel awkward just laying down.”

 

“I’m glad then.”

 

“By the way, what about Senior Belliere?”

 

“She left for a moment, saying she had somewhere to stop by.”

 

“Oh, is that so?”

 

The curse of the terminal illness had disappeared.

 

Marcelo couldn’t even imagine it.

 

He had fainted and fell down as if blacking out.

 

“I feel like she went through a lot of trouble because of me…”

 

He could only guess that Belliere had been working hard on his treatment.

 

Matis kept his mouth shut.

 

Matis recalled the conversation he had with Belliere.

 

Just before Marcelo woke up.

 

– “…It seems he has already caught on to something!”

 

– “The curse symbol is disappearing.”

 

– “…I can’t believe it.”

 

Everything happened before sunset.

 

Matis’ head was full of question marks.

 

What clues did Chief Lee Hoyeol catch on the Arcana Continent?

 

How much did he know before deciding to enter the continent?

 

But Matis remained silent.

 

Whatever it was

 

It wasn’t news he would convey with his own mouth.

 

“Oh, come to think of it, did Chief Lee Hoyeol enter the Arcana Continent as scheduled? No, before that, Senior Matis. How many days have I been lying down?”

 

…A pure expression that didn’t know anything.

 

How should he answer this?

 

It hadn’t been more than half a day.

 

Did he have to answer honestly?

 

“Judging by the fact that there is no fatigue left in the body… It seems I lost consciousness and just slept for five days. Ah, this is not the time to lie down like this…!”

 

I have to deal with the backlog…

 

Matis, who was watching Marcelo muttering, touched his forehead.

 

It hadn’t even been a day, how could there be a backlog?

 

“Um, Chief Marcelo. The work is….”

 

Of course, Matis’ trouble didn’t last long.

 

Creak–

 

Because Belliere was back to the separate room.

 

“Chief Lee Hoyeol has returned.”

 

With unexpected news.

 

“…H-He’s back?!”

 

A commotion could be heard coming from the slightly open door.

 

He could see Bensch’s chattering lips.

 

Soon he heard voices full of questions.

 

“No, Chief Lee has already returned?”

 

“He told us to trust him, so I didn’t doubt him…. But still, this soon?”

 

“Then, is Chief Lee in the Mage Tower now?”

 

Even Matis, who would normally hate Bensch making a commotion, remained silent.

 

Above all else, the news about Chief Lee Hoyeol came first.

 

There was only one person who reacted differently.

 

“…He’s back already?”

 

Only Marcelo, whose sense of time had become blurred.

 

Huft, Belliere took a deep breath.

 

Chief Lee Hoyeol, the person concerned, would reveal what happened at the Arcana Continent in the roundtable meeting…

 

“Chief Lee Hoyeol said this.”

 

There was only one thing Belliere could answer.

 

“I hunted millions of demons.”

 

“…W-Wait a minute! W-What did you say?”

 

“M-Millions?! Something’s wrong with ears, right? Yes? Senior Belliere!”

 

Sneak–

 

Now the senior mages came in with the door open.

 

Belliere declared firmly again in front of everyone.

 

“No. You heard it right. Chief Lee Hoyeol hunted millions of demons on the Arcana Continent in just over two hours and returned safely to the Mage Tower.”

 

“!!!”

 

Was that possible if you thought with common sense and magic sense?

 

The best-armed group on the Arcana continent.

 

The chief of the Mage Tower and the seniors of the Mage Tower had a look of astonishment on their faces.

 

*

 

Yusra King, Frost, and Holy Land Muon.

 

There was no need to distinguish between regions.

 

Now that the demons’ activities quietened down.

 

No matter where you went, there were a lot of players.

 

“I told you. Without those demon bastards, we can do this.”

 

“Really, before I go to sleep, I just mutter, Homen, Homen.”

 

“Oh, by the way, what happened to Skal?”

 

Even if they fell and came back from a rupture of a suitable level.

 

The players still had the power to chat like this.

 

Since the subject of the conversation was a hot topic, the chattering didn’t end easily.

 

“Well, since the people involved haven’t talked about it, there are only speculations. Are they even going to move? Who is Lee Hoyeol? Even if Skal uses polite speech, it won’t be enough.”

 

“Right? He didn’t even use names, he called him Evil Dragon Hunter!”

 

“But Skal’s stubbornness is no joke. If it were me, I would say I made a mistake last time, I’m sorry, and I’d like to have a formal conversation again. I would have taken a few steps back.”

 

It wasn’t a trivial quarrel, but since Hoyeol was related to Skal’s hidden class, [dragon knight],

 

It was obvious that Skal would make an official appearance.

 

So they didn’t understand it even more.

 

“Begging wouldn’t be enough, is it the right time for him to build his pride? I don’t get it.”

 

“But isn’t it strange?”

 

“What?”

 

“Skal, looking at what he did, he’s obviously an attention seeker. How did he live quietly until now?”

 

“Sigh, you’re doing a face-reading ^[1] In Korea, there is a folk belief that you can predict a person’s personality through the shape of one’s face. It’s called face-reading/physiognomy. to him now? Take a good look at the mob’s face when you watch Skal’s face. Even before all this, he attacked with aggression…”

 

Of course, what was more important to players was the experience points and items in front of them rather than the public news. Therefore, the players couldn’t help but concentrate all at once.

 

Ding–

 

The sound of a bell.

 

Boo–

 

At the same time, a trumpet rang out.

 

All at once in the Yusra Kingdom, Frost, and Muon.

 

Players faced each other.

 

They didn’t know about the bell, but for the trumpet to ring out…?

 

It was an unusual occurrence.

 

No, it never happened since the Cataclysm.

 

They naturally realized intuitively.

 

“…Hey, something big is coming.”

 

“Hyungnims, I think something will come out?”

 

“Sigh. What is it, what is it?”

 

Gulp.

 

Boo─

 

The longer the trumpet continued, the greater their expectation.

 

Hadn’t someone said it so many times?

 

If you have high expectations, you will be disappointed.

 

“……!!”

 

But not this time.

 

The development grew as big as their expectations.

 

No, it unfolded far beyond those expectations.

 

In a way that was more intuitive than anything else.

 

A message appeared before the players’ eyes.

 

[Quest: Unfinished Holy War]

 

“…Crazy, what kind of quest is this?!”

 

It was an extraordinary quest.

 

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Yusra Kingdom.

 

In a golden roundtable.

 

I looked at the people sitting in their seats.

 

King of Yusra, Hakuna.

 

Acting Lord of Frost, Harkon.

 

Head of Paladins of Muon, Talim Ever.

 

“Finally, it’s starting.”

 

“The Holy War, I have been waiting for this day.”

 

“May the Goddess’ blessing be with you.”

 

Their gazes filled with sorrow all turned towards me.

 

I would have said hundreds of millions of demons, but…

 

Shouldn’t we start by adjusting the number of people here too?

• 1. In Korea, there is a folk belief that you can predict a person’s personality through the shape of one’s face. It’s called face-reading/physiognomy.