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◈ Chapter 111 - 17-Give Me the Liver and Gallbladder.

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"...Therefore, the Magic Tower would like to appoint Sir Ember Cutter, the Operational Staff of the Human Lighthouse, as an honorary professor. I hope that he will teach for the students and study with the younger generation of the Empire... What do you think when you see this? ?"

Sunny Okstantium.

It's been about three months since I came here.

I turned 16, and Central Newspaper took over the empire.

The three books were spread throughout the capital, and the air in the central region was heavy, as if something was about to explode.

At such a time, in the office of the Great Commander of Humanity, set up in the villa, Amber fluttered one of his letters.

It was an official letter from the Empire, bearing the seal of the Magic Tower.

"Thanks to Bjorn, I became a professor. I don't know anything about magic, but I ended up teaching wizards at the Magic Tower! Because of a book I never wrote!"

"Congratulations, Professor Ember Cutter. I hope you lead your students on the right path."

"What do you mean by 'congratulations'?! Does anyone know what this means? Doesn't this mean that they will imprison me in the magic tower and kill me if something happens! There are countless names in the world, so why did you put my name in that ugly, seditious book? "Did you put that in there?! Did you really want to see me die?!"

"You're offering your body and soul? Doesn't that include your name?"

"Hey, you idiot!!"

Amber huffed as if she couldn't hold back her anger.

Amber, who had been pulling her hair for a while, spoke to me as if she had given up.

"Okay, I know it's already been spilled. And I understand why you put my name in it. But you're not planning on putting my name in that last book, right? That's just not allowed!"

The last book that Amber refers to is the red book that has not yet been released.

The reason why Amber knows about the existence of the book is because she is the author of the book, and I handed over all four of her books to her and ordered her to read them voraciously.

When she first read that book, Amber's face turned pale.

It was quite an interesting sight.

"...I was planning on using your name as is?"

Theory of freedom, theory of government, wealth of nations, and capital.

If one person wrote these four books, how would their name remain in history?

Ember Cutter will show it in person.

"Just kill me here. The first three books end with me dying, but the last book doesn't seem like I'll be able to sleep comfortably even if I die!"

"So are you going to teach or not?"

"Are you crazy? Anyway, the result is the same whether you get a professorship or not, so why bother teaching a wizard? There are so many things to do just from what Bjorn has done."

She crossed her arms in the shape of an

There was no room for even a needle to fit into her resolute face.

Tsk, that part is unfortunate.

I also wanted to see Amber Cutter, a young female professor.

However, as Amber said, it made no difference whether she received the professorship or not, so she had no intention of forcing it.

"Sometimes. Bjorn, I want to open your head. What on earth were you thinking when you wrote that book? If it is revealed to the world, it won't end in bringing down the emperor."

"You're keeping your promise that day to abolish the caste system, right? Is there a lord in the world who keeps his oath so well?"

"I am truly grateful for that. But will this book only eliminate the class system? No grimoire can be more dangerous than this! I cannot tear the empire apart because of my personal revenge."

Still, it's good to have one trump card, right?

If the revolution doesn't happen as I want, I will have to release that book to the public and force it to explode.

In other words, if the revolution went in the direction I wanted, I had no intention of publishing my final book.

"In that case, I hope you will make an effort to prevent this book from being revealed to the world. I guess we should put more effort into newspapers, right?"

"I have something to tell you about that newspaper."

Barton said, putting on his suit and taking off his fedora.

After laying down his armor and sword, within three months he had skillfully transformed himself into the head of the capital's newspaper.

At first, Amber made fun of him for wearing a suit, but she seemed to like the seriousness and atmosphere radiating from his stocky physique, so she often stared at him blankly.

When will these two ever date?

I hope it comes to fruition before I leave.

"The gazette's pursuit is fiercer than expected. The nobles' scandal is gripping the people of the Octantium Empire. There are still more people looking for the Central Newspaper, but we don't know what will happen in the future. We need to deal with it."

Certainly, reading about a viscount who liked to fuck sheep was guaranteed to be fun.

I had no idea that they would take information from the dark side and use it in that way.

I never thought they would revive the Gazette by avoiding direct competition with the Central Newspaper and creating buzz in the style of modern celebrity gossip.

Although he may have had no experience with the media, the emperor used his single defeat as a stepping stone to deal with it skillfully.

But that's okay.

"Cope? Just leave it alone."

"Yes? But if it continues like this..."

"Do you think the people of the empire will focus their attention elsewhere and lose our strength? That won't happen. If you talk about the scandals of the nobles, will the people of the empire only criticize them? They will think that the ruling class is all the same."

The emperor shared himself with the nobles, but that was the foolish mindset of someone bound by social status.

In the end, it would be difficult to realize that it is eating away one's own flesh, if you have a way of thinking that has not escaped from this era.

The more this happens, the more the magicians and the people of the empire will become united.

"Wasn't this joining hands with the noble faction? If things continue like this, the power of the noble faction will be weakened."

"That's how much power we've taken away from the Emperor, right? And you said you'd use Duke von Lorraine. When did I say we'd join hands with the noble faction?"

You have to keep the leash on as you watch each person.

If I carelessly fill this or that, my hands will only be lacking.

There are only two people I will leash on: the Emperor and von Loren.

Let those two take care of the rest.

"Rather, the power of the noble faction is excessive now. We need to reduce their power even more."

"What are you planning again? I feel uneasy."

"We'll rip off von Loren's arm."

Robe Union.

An anti-imperial group comprised of radical wizards.

At the same time, it was Duke von Lorraine's trump card.

In the original, Duke von Lorraine used them to start a rebellion.

In order to change the rebellion into a revolution and the subject from Von Loren to the Magic Tower, they had to be eliminated.

But isn't money the most important thing of all?

I asked Ember about the status of the negotiations with the Empire.

"What's going on with the Human Lighthouse salary?"

"The working-level meeting is almost over. As Bjern said, they are ripping everything off without giving an inch. In addition to 18 million Libra, several gold mine mining rights, Okstantium-Wess railway rights, government bonds, and the southeastern region. "Even some of the empire's territory is being copied frugally."

Amber added, "I didn't know that she would accept all the offers."

From the emperor's point of view, it would be more advantageous to take control of the north and use the Human Lighthouse to quickly organize the Kingdom of Junta than to give it all, so there would be no need to drag on.

So, I decided to quickly hand over the initiative and get things sorted out quickly.

And soon the Estates General will be called to secure the money.

Will a revolution occur first, or will I be purged first?

A huge bet will unfold soon.

"You're having an interesting conversation, right? Can I join in?"

At that time, the office window opened and a woman came in.

Tucking your flowing pink hair behind your ear, like a snake climbing over a wall.

Everyone in her office looked at her with her bewildered face.

"Huh? Why is everyone reacting like that? Please welcome me a little more."

"What are you waiting for, you thief bitch!"

"Ah, ahhh!"

I scolded 10th Circle Archmage Asili by pulling her cheeks.

"Didn't you tell me that it's not attractive to come to me on your own without contacting me?! And you're secretly eavesdropping on our conversation from the office window?! Do you want to try roasting it to a golden brown color today?!"

"Aaaaah! There's a deep cumshot here...! Stop pulling! Stretch your cheeks!"

In the meantime, Amber and Barton took care of the situation.

When his boss's wife came to visit, he became even more angry because he seemed like a subordinate to her.

After the party, there was a rumor that Asili and I were dating, which was causing me a lot of trouble. I'm sure this will only add to the gossip.

I never thought suggesting that we dance at a party would have such a repercussions.

"Why on earth did you leave the front door open and crawl in through the window?! When you say it's a snake, does it really look like a snake?"

"That's not it, I was just bringing something you asked for! The Sword Saint won't inspect you if you go through the front door!"

Did you ask for it?

I was worried for a moment as I let go of the cheek that was being pulled.

What did I ask her for?

Ah! A golem to replace Jin's body!

There were so many things going on that I forgot about it for a while.

It looks like it's finally finished.

But why is Geomseong inspecting it?

"Kahat, it's been so long since I've known the Sword Saint. You're overprotective of me, fearing that I might play tricks on the new Saint."

Geomsung was currently staying at this villa to protect the saint.

Originally, Asili and Runea were supposed to be in charge of guarding the saint, but since they were both so busy, most of the time, the Sword Saint was guarding the saint alone.

Starting with watching Mion's training early in the morning, he was busy educating the saint.

I couldn't help but nod at Asili's words.

Ahhhhh.

If she suddenly came with her luggage, Geomseong, who does not know her circumstances, would have unconditionally inspected the luggage.

"It's not because of your usual behavior! In the end, it's your fault, why are you losing your temper at me?"

"Really? But I think you'll change your mind when you see the golem I made."

As she waved her hand, a wooden box flew out of nowhere and into her window.

Should I say it was a wooden box? To be more precise, it was shaped closer to a coffin.

[I guess they made it right? If you don't like it, you'd better be prepared.]

"Oh my, what does Jin-nim look at me for?"

Where has Asili, who said she hates Jin to death and expressed her desire to punch him in the face, disappeared?

The sight of her rubbing her hands together with her servile face reminded me of Paris.

I slowly opened the box.

"This...?!"

Jin was lying inside the box.

Red hair blazing orange like twilight.

A slender body positioned between a girl and her lady.

Pale skin with visible veins and great breasts.

One difference is that the red ancient tattoo that originally exquisitely covered her important parts was gone, and instead it was tied up as if it had been wrapped with a red ribbon.

It looked like a real doll that had just been unpacked.

"What do you think? Kahat, it's the same as Jin's original appearance, right? Do you know how hard we worked to make it look the same?"

I will take back what I said about being a servile fly.

Asili, she was a braver woman than anyone else.

I never thought I would package it like this and deliver it directly to Jin.

But recklessness always comes at a price.

[Oh, you're struggling to die, but today I'll make that wish come true! Isn't that God?! Damn, just!]

A fierce dance demonstration amidst the fire continued in the office for a while.

◈ Chapter 112 - 17-Give Me the Liver and Gallbladder.

While Jin was cooking Asili deliciously, I focused on the golem that resembled Jin's appearance.

It hasn't been that long since I actually saw Jin's body.

All I did was look at it in a dazed state for a moment at the Divine Station and when I summoned the physical body on the plains of Leuktra.

Still, I could tell that this golem looked exactly like Jin.

Appearance is acceptable.

What about the rest?

I reached out and grabbed Jin's chest.

[... What are you doing?]

"Testing the product. Let's see how similar it is to the real thing. Hmm, I guess it's no different from real skin?"

No matter how many times I massaged it, it was soft as if I was touching a real breast.

It felt strange because I couldn't feel my body temperature, but that would go away as the jin settled in.

Truly a 10th circle archmage.

The quality is amazing?

[You crazy guy! Don't take your hands off right now?! Why are you suddenly grabbing someone's chest?]

At Jin's protest, I tilted my head and asked back.

"Why is this your chest? It's just a golem? I don't know if you're in it, but right now I'm just touching a doll."

[Well, that's true, but I feel bad, so get away from that golem right now!]

As I watched Jin barking at me like a furry cat, I stopped holding my hand because I felt like if I provoked him a little more, he would set the villa on fire.

Sheesh, I tried to enjoy the texture a little more, but it turned out to be really quick.

Asili, who had finished her exciting dance moves, clung to me.

"What do you think? My masterpiece is made with a generous amount of materials that are no longer available and magic techniques that have been used in practice? As you can see, it won't be much different from a real body. Not only that, it is also equipped with a circle inside so that you can control the golem with minimal mana. "I did it. It's small, but it's like a walking workshop."

"Oh, does that mean you can make quite precise movements?"

The reason why the doll with Aidan's circuitry has not been very active so far is because of its lack of precision in movement.

Because it was not made with the idea of ​​walking in the first place, Jin complained of discomfort every time he settled into the doll.

There was a reason why it became a horror doll that just sits there and rolls its eyes.

As if to dismiss my concerns, Asili explained the golem's function.

"It's not much different from moving the actual body. In addition, since the neural circuits are built all over the body, you will be able to feel the sense of touch. In addition, the magic engine that converts food into mana by imitating the vocal cords and digestive system, and the anus and vulva. "We have implemented everything. The essence of wisdom possessed by the dragon race is all contained in this golem. It is more than enough to pay for a bottle of alcohol, but it is a service, so please enjoy it."

[What do you enjoy, you idiot!]

Once more, Asili was engulfed in fire and screamed.

The difference from before was that the screams were mixed with happy laughter.

At this point, I think I put all my effort into it not because of the money for the drinks, but because I just wanted to make fun of Jin.

Anyway, it is a satisfactory result.

There was nothing to argue about.

"Jin, Asili, stop grilling and come in."

[I feel uncomfortable because I'm naked. Can't I at least put on some clothes?]

"What do you mean by a prostitute who usually walks around naked?"

[Who says she goes around naked?! I couldn't wear it because I didn't have any clothes at that time! I'm not a pervert!]

As Jin held on, she said Asili, as if she had already expected it.

"Kahat, Jinnim knew that would happen and prepared in advance."

As she clapped her hands, the golem that had been curled up as if sleeping inside her wooden box stood up.

After clapping one more time, the clothes underneath were naturally put on the golem.

High heels in the form of boots that sparkled as if coated with enamel, black tights that covered her entire body, and pure white high-leg clothes with red jewels and gold decorations on top highlighted her body.

The coat, which looks like a cross between a cloak and a robe, sets the mood appropriately by covering up any excessive exposure.

Even though she did that, it didn't mean she looked chaste.

"I pulled out the clothes Jin usually wore from my memory and made them similar. Isn't it okay?"

"...You're saying I'm not a bitch like this?"

[Oh, no! Hey! When did I start dressing like this?! Where did you sell the skirt?!]

"A skirt? I don't know. I remember wearing something like that..."

"There is no way the Dragon of Wisdom would have forgotten your clothes, right? You must have never worn them. Now, they are even trying to distort your memories. A prostitute, a pervert, and an obscenity."

[No, not really! I have never been like this!]

Whenever she teased Jin, she got along with Asili like a match made in heaven.

But I felt like there would be no end to the teasing any further, so I ended it here.

"Okay, anyway, now that you're dressed, stop holding on and go into the golem. We need to make sure there's no problem."

[... Phew, yes, I understand.]

The fire went limp, as if it had realized that it was pointless to say anything more.

Soon Jin flew towards the golem.

As the fireball penetrated into the golem, the golem shook for a moment.

The golem's eyelids, which had been closed as if sleeping, slowly rose.

A pupil sparkling with orange light was revealed.

Then, even though it was a golem, it seemed to be alive.

It's hard to say this now, but it was truly beautiful.

Like I'm falling in love.

"It's flawless. The movements are easy, and the voice is almost the same as mine. The feel is almost completely different. It's been a while. The feeling of feet pushing on the ground, the feeling of clothes and the wind brushing against the skin."

Jin, who seemed to like the golem itself, closed her eyes as if savoring the touch she felt for the first time in a long time.

Even if it was a golem, Jin was proud to face it in its actual form.

Her clothes, which Asili had brought in, combined with her Jin's unique aura, she looked like a noble sorceress.

Although we had known each other for a long time, there was a huge gap in the atmosphere between the Jin who was floating around in a fireball and the Jin he is now.

The power that appearance gives is truly amazing.

It was difficult even for me to talk to him easily.

"Are you satisfied? Of course you should be! You are a golem who generously spends enough money to buy a few villas. If you include my labor costs, I wouldn't be satisfied if you handed over the entire De Jeevitz Foundation."

Even though I still need to get used to it, Asili treated her like no other.

Actually, I've known Jin for a long time, so I think Asili would be more comfortable this way.

I deliberately avoided Jin's gaze and focused on Asili.

"You sound like the De Jeviets Foundation. Am I the only one in the world who can make that drink you drank? If you consider the price, that's a lot."

"So, can you give me a few more bottles of that drink? It tastes amazing. I went through so much trouble, so please. Yes?"

"With your bare mouth? Absolutely not."

"Then would you like me to suck it for you?"

She could barely control her dizzy spirit.

There was a time in the past when Amber sexually harassed me to resolve the injustice she had suffered.

It was difficult to deal with it even then, but Asili tried to prey on me even more actively.

Amber could have taken a picture because she had made her vows, but Ah Silly couldn't do that either.

You must never be caught up in her momentum.

It's a year that won't be paid anyway.

Don't be swayed.

"...How many bottles do you need?"

Sorry.

I guess I'm a man who can't help it.

Then someone hit me on the back of the head.

The sound echoed loudly in the office.

"Please do it in moderation! If you both don't stop, I'll burn this entire villa to the ground, so I know that!"

There was no need to check who hit it.

Jin, who gained a physical body, struck him with his fist.

This hurt much more than setting my tongue on fire.

Jin was still Jin.

Only the appearance has changed.

I felt like I would be able to adapt quicker than I thought.

Caressing the back of my head, which seemed to have a lump, I regained my sense of being possessed by Asili.

"Keu, kuheum! Don't think about hurting me with your body. Do you think I'll give in to that temptation? If you need more alcohol, give me something in return!"

"Hmm. Then how about this?"

Asili's pupils were torn vertically like those of a snake.

Asili's next words did not resonate in her vocal cords.

Her words came directly into her head, just like when she was talking to Jin.

[I will tell you the information Jin is hiding. An old story related to a divine being.]

At that moment, my face quickly hardened, unable to hide my embarrassment.

Asili's lips drew an arc as if she was amused by the reaction.

[Don't you want to know? Why did Moloch betray another god, what happens after the traitor is punished, and why Jinnim is hiding it from you?]

If you don't want to know, it's a lie.

Rather, I wanted to hear the secret more than anyone else.

But I was suspicious of Asili who suddenly said those words to me.

Asili said, perhaps sensing her suspicion.

[It's not a trap or anything. I'm just telling you an old story. I'm talking about those times that are no big deal to you and have already passed. Actually, I don't understand Jin. Why am I hiding this from you, something I had talked about casually in the past? So I'm just going to tell you if you want. I still have a lot of bad feelings towards Jin. You can get that much revenge, right?]

First the body, then the information you want to know.

If there were a serpent in Eden, it would be like Asili.

As if she had peered into me, she baited me with only what I desperately wanted.

Because of her temptation, I had no choice but to stand in front of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil like Adam in the Bible, even though I knew I shouldn't eat it.

It's not a trap.

At best, Asili will only get a few bottles of alcohol.

I just learned things that weren't in the setting book.

Both transactions were without loss.

[Nod your head if you want to accept the offer. You get the information you wanted to know, get some alcohol, and get to trouble Jin. It's a win-win for both sides. Is there any reason to refuse?]

◈ Chapter 113 - 17-Give Me Your Liver and Gallbladder.

I wanted to know.

What is Jin hiding?

Her true feelings contained within it.

But she had a rough guess as to why Jin wouldn't talk to me.

Maybe it's because once you say that, your relationship with me can't be restored.

For better or for worse, the relationship between me and her will eventually become distorted.

And for the same reason, I couldn't hear it either.

I had no desire to become Pandora.

I shook my head and rejected Asili's offer.

"It's a pretty good offer for drinks, but I'd like to get something else."

Jin's eyes looked at me sharply, as if asking what we were talking about in secret.

Flying around in a fireball was much easier than reading emotions in the form of flames.

That was a face that clearly showed that perverted noises had been made again.

I didn't bother to correct the misunderstanding.

"Hmm, it's a shame, but I don't mind as long as I can get more alcohol. So what do you want?"

"Before that, I want to ask you a few questions. You've lived for over a thousand years, right? So you know everything about the history of the continent of Esteria after the War of the Gods, right?"

"I don't know everything. Half of that time I stayed in the capital of the old kingdom in Homeland. There, I taught magic to humans and followed the saints of the time to slay demons."

It's been roughly 500 years since the enemy's power weakened and Homeland fell to Moloch, so even Asili doesn't know everything about this continent.

She has spent most of her time with the Lodal people over the past thousand years.

She, too, was ignorant of the Aryan tribe that dominated the continent of Esteria.

"I heard that this was the capital of the Aryan people even before Octantium was created. Have you never been here in person?"

"I only saw him a few times while flying around looking for my father. After coming down to the continent of Esteria, I stayed in Stemwind. Then, when the Keldarin Kingdom fell and a new empire was established centered on the central region, I moved here with the Sword Saint. "I came."

After that, Asili strengthened the protection of Octantium with the Sword Master to prevent the devil's hands from reaching out.

That is the defensive shield that surrounds the entire capital.

But the more I listened to her story, the more I became convinced that my guess was correct.

"Then most of the facilities in this capital are the same as those built by the Aryans?"

"That's not true. When the Aryan kingdom was destroyed, this place was filled with nothing but ashes and dust. The king of the Keldarin Kingdom at the time was famous for being cruel. Not only that, he ordered that everything the Aryans left behind be burned. So. "There are almost no records from that time."

"Hardly there is nothing, but it still exists, right?"

"We can't make fun of this yolk-like land, so we had to rebuild it. There are records left by the workers and the enslaved Aryans at that time. They are probably kept in the library of the Tower of Magic. But why are you asking about that?"

Why why?

Because I realized that there was a huge hole in four years of thorough defense.

I threw the bottle of whiskey I kept under her desk at her.

"If you have anything to do with the basement of Octantium, gather everything you can. As quickly as possible. One bottle as an advance payment. Two bottles if you find them all and bring them here."

"Retrieving records from the time is one thing, but you want me to go through and sort through old records that aren't properly classified? Do you think the Magic Tower Library is some kind of local bookstore?"

"So, you're saying it can't be done?"

"I want more alcohol. Just one more bottle."

The way she raised her index finger and pleaded, she looked like a shabby alcoholic.

At least I shouldn't end up like that.

Still, if you need anything in the future, you can just throw me a bottle of alcohol.

It was cheap compared to the cost of using a 10th circle archmage at will.

She shrugged her shoulders and swaggered as he uncorked her drink and stuck his nose into hers, savoring the scent of her drink.

"I know why you want that record, but Bjorn, you're worried too much. If there's a demon in this capital, I can sense it, even if it's underground. This is a waste of time."

Yes, if that's really the case, I have nothing to hope for.

But I know what the future holds for the capital.

The fate of being engulfed in fire and disappearing in an instant.

"I told you, right? There are no absolutes in this world. So don't talk nonsense and bring it to me. How long do you think it will take?"

"Well, I don't know. Still, wouldn't it take at least a month? The records held by the Magic Tower's library are so vast that it takes quite a few people to sort them out."

"The De Jeviets Foundation is responsible for all collateral support. So make sure you don't miss anything and bring it all to this office."

"Kahat, customer. Thank you again!"

One month.

It was a close time before the Estates General convened.

In the meantime, it was necessary to be fully prepared.

"What about the Robe Alliance?"

As soon as the word "Robe Union" Came out, Asili's face hardened, as if all the joy of having ripped off me had disappeared.

"Thanks to the book you gave me, the wizards of the Magic Tower are no longer swayed by the Robe Alliance's tastes. They are more interested in the cause of changing the empire in a more healthy direction rather than the wizards' interests. However, there are still many wizards who are worried about which side to stand on. "

As if her throat was burning, she blew on the bottle of whiskey I gave her.

The alcohol flowed down her uvula without spilling a single drop.

As they were the forces that originally led the rebellion, they were deeply rooted in secret places.

In particular, many of the wizards who left the Magic Tower and entered society were harsh on the slogans they raised.

Even if they took control of the newspaper and tied up the imperial citizens and magicians, it was still a half-battle.

If anything, the Loeb Coalition will be thankful for the chaos I led.

All you have to do is jump into the chaos and adjust the arrow keys.

The reason Duke von Lorraine doesn't show his face to me, who has taken control of the Magic Tower, is probably because of the confidence that comes from situations like this.

And the end of the revolution led by the Loeb Coalition was a bad ending in which the corrupt ruler Duke von Lorraine took control of the empire.

Along with the emperor, I too, who interferes with his power, will also be purged.

Thanks to the head-popping three-way match, my bone pain was suffering from headaches for the rest of my life.

"A sound cause alone cannot keep the magicians of the empire under your feet. As the owner of the magic tower, I cannot directly intervene and add to the chaos, and the magicians who are already dissatisfied with the empire will not follow my words. What do you plan to do in the future?"

"You have to make the dog bite its owner. By causing trouble."

How to be careful when handling a vicious dog.

Duke von Lorraine will soon realize why extremists must be kept away from, no matter how powerful they are.

It hurts so much.

"The owner? Are you saying there is someone behind the Robe Alliance? Even if it's true as you say, how can you cause a rift if you don't know who the head of the Robe Alliance is?"

"I'll take care of that part. Don't worry, take good care of the inside of the Magic Tower. Don't let them run wild until the time comes."

According to the emperor's orders, repression has recently been taking place inside the Magic Tower.

As the attention of the people of the empire turned to the scandal of the nobles, the Knights of the Holy Cross took the opportunity to storm into the Magic Tower and punish the wizards who had read seditious books.

Since it stimulated so many wizards who were already full of dissatisfaction, the reaction was nothing short of brutal.

So much so that if even the slightest spark flies, it explodes immediately.

But it wasn't time yet.

"There is a limit to what I can suppress. Even though I am a magic tower lord, can you please consider my feelings of having to walk the tightrope between the emperor and the wizard?"

"Anyway, try your best until the Estates General begins. There is no meaning in the revolution if the wizard class goes on a rampage alone. The commoners class must move together. From then on, you can run as wild as you want."

"Sigh, I guess I need more alcohol. I'll try my best."

Her shoulders sank as if tens of thousands of wizards were pressing down on them.

"Anyway, the delivery is over, and I'm done with all my work. I guess I'll just have to go now. The Magic Tower won't run without me."

Asili, having done all her work, climbed over her window sill and launched herself into the air.

She said to me as she turned her body towards her magic tower.

"Oh, by the way, the suggestion I made earlier always stands! If you change your mind, just tell me!"

I responded by raising my middle finger.

"And I'm not the only one eavesdropping! You need to take care of your subordinates too!"

As I looked at her blankly through her window, wondering what she was talking about, I heard a crunching sound in the back of my head.

The door burst open, and Amber, Barton, and even Mion and Helga came pouring into the office.

Of course I thought she had cast her soundproofing spell on her own, but from the way she looked, it was clear that she had asked me to eavesdrop on purpose to screw me.

"Ah Seeley! Come down now! I'll burn every hair on her head!"

After sticking out her tongue and teasing me for the last time, she leisurely flew towards the magic tower.

A huge bomb was placed at the command center of the Human Lighthouse Corps.

I didn't know it when I saw her work, but her real personality is that of a fucking bitch.

◈ Chapter 114 - 17-Give Me the Liver and Gallbladder.

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A mysterious scene unfolded in the villa's office.

The deepest part of power that every knight of the Lighthouse of Humanity dreams of.

This was because the knights holding important positions were being punished for raising their hands.

After all, they have superhuman bodies, so it won't hurt to hold them all day, but at least it can bring shame.

I shot them nervously.

"Operations Chief of Staff, Sir Ember Cutter. Not only did I eavesdrop on my immediate superior's secret conversation, but I was discovered by Mage Tower Lord Asili and tarnished the reputation of the Human Lighthouse. Do you have any excuse for this?"

Amber protested, pouting.

"I don't think it's worth raising the reputation of the knights. I was just worried that the magic tower lord might have set his sights on Bjerne out of the feelings of a sister caring for her younger brother. I know this because I'm a woman. The magic tower lord is a dangerous type. "I wonder if the virgin commander, who sexually harasses her all the time but has no experience with women, will make a wrong decision because of the width of her skirt..."

"Shut up! Since when did my romantic situation become necessary to establish the Human Lighthouse mission? Sir Barton Wigner! You are supposed to be a deputy to the operations staff and correct your superior's misjudgments. Isn't it true that you are swept along with him?"

Barton tilted his head and countered my criticism.

As if he didn't even know that it was scratching my insides.

"Strictly speaking, I'm not a knight right now. How can I, the president of Central Newspapers, intervene in the Human Lighthouse...?"

"Are these two people making a fuss? Yes, you are great. Why don't you, a knight with such a great wit, also become a commander? Senior knight Sir Helga Sentle! The Order is going backwards because you are not able to manage it properly! And you. "What if this man, my lieutenant, joins in on the wrong actions of his subordinates even though he can't stop them?"

"Stop getting caught up in the atmosphere... It's my mistake. But why doesn't Mion join us in the punishment?"

Helga pointed a finger at Mion as if she were being wronged.

This is something adults are good at.

I thought about breaking her fingers.

"Did that kind Mion listen because he wanted to? I'm sure you guys tricked him!"

"...No. I'm also curious about what you're talking about..."

"Look! The image of a saint who creates sins that don't exist to protect you! You too should follow suit and become adults. Just!"

Look at and feel the noble figure of the saint, his noble altruism, and his loving kindness as he warmly embraces the lamb.

If everyone in the world was like lukewarm, the world would run without laws.

Helga pursed her lips like she had something to say, but soon resigned herself to realizing that she was useless.

"More than that. It's our fault for overhearing, but no matter how much I think about it, I think I've lost my mind. It's also true that the Magic Tower Lord is a dragon who has lived for over a thousand years, but... The person sitting over there right now..."

Barton, who was standing with her hand up, pointed to the woman sitting on her chair and asked, with a look on her face that she could no longer bear.

Jin, who was watching the situation with her butt half on her table as if watching the day, turned her gaze to me.

What he meant was whether it would be okay if she revealed her true identity.

It was a bomb that exploded anyway.

She originally planned to disguise Jin as a wizard, but since she had heard the conversation between me and Asili, there was no point in hiding it.

It was earlier than expected, but it turned out better.

It might be better to clearly introduce it at this point.

I gave her the right to speak and told her to take care of it.

Jin said, tucking her sunset-orange hair behind her ear.

"Nice to meet you. Is this your first time talking to me face to face? As for me, I am one of the three gods who came down to lead humans. I am a flame jinn who governs circulation and extinction. Other names include a haunted doll, "There is a crazy fire god."

At the end of her self-introduction, which Jin had already heard so much about, Jin must have been left behind by her, so she dared to bring up the nickname she had been making fun of.

But the haunted doll is a nickname that came about while playing a prank on Barton.

Why did she keep that in her mind?

When Jin revealed her identity, her reactions were different.

Helga and Mion, who already knew of her existence, were calm.

Amber, who had tasted a different skill in sparring with me, guessed it, but her eyes widened as if something bigger than expected had come out.

Barton, who knew nothing, was foaming at the mouth and on the verge of rolling over his eyes, as if he had no idea it was real.

"Well, then that doll with rolling eyes... I saw one of the three gods and said it was a ghost..."

Barton, realizing the blasphemy he had committed, drew a cross on his chest and continued to repent.

She won't go to heaven. Me?

But you were an atheist.

There is no point in seeking God only when you need it.

And the God you are now repenting to is incompetent and does not even know what will happen after you die.

When the time came for the lambs' incomprehensible confession to face God, Helga also knelt down in front of her camp and spoke.

"Jin, it's an honor to meet you here. However, I didn't come up with that nickname, it's just the world's perception..."

"I am not criticizing you. I am a benevolent god with no regrets. But if you ever mention that nickname in front of me again, I will burn your entire tongue."

"Thank you for your generous treatment."

"Well, that's it!"

That was a truly godly remark.

Satisfied with the new treatment she received after a long time, Jin nodded her head.

How on earth did her past believers who followed her feel when they worshiped such an evil god?

So she thought that faith might be a great thing.

It was Amber who cleared up the confusing atmosphere.

"The supernatural power I felt when we sparred was Jin-sama's blessing. I now understand that the plains of Leuk Tra were half burned down. I knew she was hiding something, but I had no idea that she had made a contract with a legendary god..."

"For something like that, you're quite calm?"

"Why don't you think about the faces of the beings I encountered while I was next to Bjorn? The Great Demon, the Sword Saint, the Tower Master, the Emperor... These were beings I had never seen before in my life. Fortunately, Jin-nim is a definite ally. "I think so."

When I thought about it carefully, it was definitely a blood-curdling development for Amber.

It was as if I had chosen the wrong master and was thrown in front of a powerful man who controls the world.

The enemy to fight is powerful, and in the meantime, the news that one of the three gods is on the same side will be very reassuring to Amber.

He will soon find out that the god is a useless burden now, so will he be happy after that?

Mion asked Jin through the gap.

"But, I've been curious about this for a while. Why did Jin-nim sign a contract with Viern-nim? Of course, Viern-nim is outstanding, but..."

"As I said before, it's not a contract or anything. To be exact, Bjorn was swept up in the story of the gods."

Jin calmly talked about his first meeting with me.

From the time when Mion was sealed deep in the mountains of Lothric Village, where I grew up, to the story of how I found her and became her return home while unsealing her, and how her fire spirit resided in my body in the process of saving me.

It was refreshing to hear the situation from her perspective.

"That's why we've never entered into a contract where we hand over power and receive something in return."

To Jin's words, I added a few facts.

"Instead, for our mutual convenience, we made a verbal promise. I will restore Jin's body, and in return, I will learn how to control the fire spirit that has been in my body."

Now that I think about it, it was an unfair contract.

Hwajeong follows my instructions on her own anyway, so there was no need to learn how to handle her.

It was not like he took control of the North using the power of Hwajeong.

Still, a promise is a promise.

Yes, promise.

Since Jin's existence has been made known anyway, it would be a good idea for me to take this opportunity to inform my cavalry of the facts that need to be reported in advance.

About the upcoming separation.

"Once I get Jin's body back, I'll drop everything and leave. It's a little early, but wouldn't it be better to retire while my limbs are still intact?"

Perhaps because it was a shocking statement, silence fell in the office for a moment.

I wedged myself in before anyone could catch me.

"You may criticize me for running away when the devil's invasion is just around the corner. But I can't fight anymore. I sold my future to fight the great devil on the plains of Leuctra."

I avoided dying from mana reflux due to my Danjeon being shattered, but after that day, instead of showing any signs of recovery, my body was getting weaker day by day.

The Danjeon that was supposed to be the best was getting smaller and smaller, and it was difficult to handle mana to the point that even the Sword Aura was fluttering.

So, it was right for me to end my biography here before I got caught up in it.

After all, I am an extra in this novel.

It's the guys here who achieve great feats against the demonic invasion and become heroes, not me.

My role is to lay the plate and leave.

"So, I'll leave the rest to you. I'll spend the rest of my life in the southeast, eating grapes and beautiful maids, so please stop the devil from invading my land."

It's early, but this moment has finally arrived.

Saying goodbye to my close associates and being considerate so they can get things sorted out.

If there is a beginning, there is an end, and just as meeting brings separation, the end of me and these people is now starting to become visible.