Chapter 62 – 62. Herald Hazard
“… … .”
Entering the throne room of King Orpheus, I silently bow my head and bow.
If other nobles or subjects had seen it, they would have been outraged and called it rude, but since this was no different from a private stand, there was no need to show excessive courtesy.
And King Orpheus, who liked it, smiled cheerfully.
“You are really good at seeing people. “You know I don’t like excessive courtesy.”
I will briefly say that I noticed that Deia first saw Deia observing the etiquette by kneeling and immediately went back.
Actually, I just did it because I remembered saying that in the game.
“Did you have a good time with your sister?”
“Yes, thanks to you, I was able to tour the royal capital.”
“hmm. Surprisingly. “I didn’t think you would be very interested in her sister or the rest of the family.”
King Orpheus, who was tapping his chin with his finger, stands up from his throne and walks over.
Archmage Rockpelican, who was standing to the right of the king, naturally followed him.
“Okay, now only the final trial remains. “You actually successfully solved two trials that would normally be difficult.”
“… … .”
“You have proven your abilities by overcoming Sorcery Judge Tyrn in the first trial.”
Orpheus pats me on the shoulder, saying it is a great achievement.
“During the second ordeal, my sister Eleanor showed me comfort and healing by breaking the nightmare that had plagued me for a long time.”
Power is in the hands of the king. He held my shoulder firmly, as if he was trying to prevent me from running away.
“Only the final ordeal remains. Once you complete this, the kingdom will recognize you as an official warlock. “It is a major event of the century.”
A kingdom that extremely rejects warlocks directly recruits warlocks and even gives them separate positions?
There will probably be a lot of noise about this for a few years, and my name will definitely be engraved in history.
Of course, that didn’t matter at all.
“And from what I can see, you already know what the final ordeal will be?”
“… … .”
There is no need to answer.
Unlike the first and second trials, I knew about the last ordeal from when I was first imprisoned.
In fact, the last one is the king’s personal wish.
This was a problem that was completely different from the previous two.
“You remember this note, right?”
A decorated note placed in the open hand of King Orpheus.
It was a note that was handed to me when I was imprisoned to read if my faith in myself wavered.
Inside is the father of King Orpheus. It contained the last will that the late King Opert left to his son.
– Just always be stupid.
These words are incomprehensible as they are the late king’s last words to his son, who is now inheriting the throne.
No matter how you look at it, it was a phrase that was clearly more of a curse than a blessing.
King Orpheus, looking down at the contents of the note in his palm, purses his mouth as if spitting out something deep inside.
One of the hands on my shoulder was tense, and it looked like he was forcing himself to lean on me.
“This is the final ordeal. “You seem to already know this, so it could actually be said to be the easiest trial.”
The sight of King Orpheus looking at me, looking at me with a forced smile and a relaxed smile, looked truly dangerous.
“Father, why did you call me a fool for carrying this kingdom?”
In fact, it is a curiosity that I thought would be impossible to solve forever.
The previous two trials were an opportunity to evaluate whether one had the ability to help the citizens of the Griffin Kingdom.
The last one is just that.
It was simply a matter of resolving the king’s doubts.
Suddenly, a story from the Bible that I saw a long time ago came to mind.
Joseph, one of Jacob’s 12 sons, who interprets Pharaoh’s dreams.
Just as he gained the trust of Pharaoh by interpreting dreams.
If I can explain the meaning of the late king’s will, I will also gain his trust.
I didn’t open my mouth willingly.
Although it was a position he had imagined many times, he was not sure whether King Orpheus could endure it.
That was the only thing I was worried about right now.
Even in the game, if you take the wrong route, King Orpheus will be ruined after realizing the truth.
Starting with forgetfulness, paranoia, hallucinations, phantom pain, etc. It shakes the Griffin Kingdom with the force of destruction.
but.
Obviously, there is a route to overcome it all and grow. There is also a route to reform by saying that you will not make any more mistakes.
Because I saw that future, I was able to confess to being a warlock.
“From now on.”
After a pause, I couldn’t hold back my heart pounding and calmly continued talking to King Orpheus, whose pupils were dilated.
“I hope you stay calm and listen to me.”
“… … .”
gulp.
The sound of the King swallowing his saliva felt like it was echoing in the throne room. That meant he was nervous.
This was an episode that also appeared in the game.
This is a linked quest received from King Orpheus, and it penetrates a large enough thread to have an impact on the main episode.
Starting with questions about the will of the late King Opert, many secrets within the kingdom and secrets that the royal family has kept hidden until now are revealed.
It could be heard as simply a will cursing his son.
This was a statement with enough weight to shake the entire Griffin Kingdom.
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It is the entrance to learn where the kingdom’s absolute hostility toward black magic came from and what the reason is.
This suggests that Griffin’s deep roots and identity as a royal family were in fact rotten.
“Your Majesty’s father. “The reason the late King Offert left such a will was because he was thinking of His Majesty.”
“for me? “What does that mean?”
As a father, I hoped that he would never reach the truth, but paradoxically, because of that will, Orpheus ends up reaching the truth.
The extremely disgusting naeronambul of the Griffin royal family.
They have committed hypocrisy and evil, and have deceived tens of millions of people.
In fact, they were standing on top of the corpses that had been piled up all this time.
“Your Majesty’s ancestors, who established the brilliant dynasty of divine beasts called Griffin through countless wars and victories… … .”
It was the moment when the truth, which had accumulated a lot of stale dust, saw the light of day.
“He was a warlock.”
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Tap, tap, tap.
“… … .”
The sound of footsteps, like a long echo, fills the silent hallway. We continued moving forward without saying a word.
He was putting weight on each step, as if he were immersed in it.
In particular, King Orpheus’ steps seemed to be getting faster little by little without realizing it, and the Archmage who noticed this looked at the king with a worried expression.
A crossroads in the first floor hallway.
If you go to the right, you will find a restaurant, and if you go to the left, you will go outside and see the garden.
A griffin statue placed as if forcing you to choose between the two.
From there, a woman with her face covered by a black cloth slowly pops out.
[It’s right here. Like you said, there is something in here.]
I was certain because I had sent a dark spirit in advance just in case.
Feeling helpless, I pulled the wings of the griffin statue down with force.
The wings fold with a popping sound and the wall behind begins to open.
“… … .”
“Hmm.”
Upon seeing this, King Orpheus and Archmage Rockpelican lower their tones and become gloomy and displeased. I never thought there would be a secret passage like this in the royal family.
“Let’s go.”
I take the lead and go inside first. Suddenly, I remember the path leading to the basement of the Verdi mansion two months ago.
I went down a passage that was much more stable and highly complete than that one.
Inside was a records room that looked like a library. There were tons of books lined up and a huge desk in the center.
“This… … .”
The Griffin emblems stamped here and there symbolized that it was a royal item.
Shaking off the accumulated dust, the Archmage carefully takes out a book from the bookshelf.
And then he opens his eyes in surprise. The title of the book is not written, but judging by its dark red color, it probably contains information about blood magic.
And blood magic, which deals with blood, was also one of the representative black magics, along with necromancy and corpse magic.
[It’s a really great place. If I had known about this place when I was alive, I would have been crazy and tried to sneak in somehow.]
Only because he is dead is the dark spirit able to remain so calm.
If it weren’t for that, I might have literally gone on a binge and devoured every book I could find.
King Orpheus walked towards the desk in the center with heavy steps.
The ink has dried and the text has faded, along with the photo in front of it.
“… … !”
The king’s eyes tremble when he sees this.
In the photo, there was a boy standing smiling brightly.
From the outside, he was quite handsome. Although his physique was a bit small, he had a smile that would have endeared him to many people.
And I know its identity.
Luanes Luden Griffin.
200 years ago, he was the youngest son of the Griffin royal family, and a half-son who could be considered the king’s son.
Another name is Herald Hazard.
He is a black magician who single-handedly brought the Griffin Kingdom to the brink of destruction, and is the culprit behind the current Griffin Kingdom’s obsessive hatred toward black magic.
The numerous letters underneath the photo were filled with handwritten correspondence between the King of the Griffin Kingdom and Herald Hazard at the time.
They were all written at the time he was carrying out the massacre, and the contents contained detailed information such as which towns were missing troops and military supplies were lacking.
The phrase ‘To my beloved son.’ is written at the end.
It is so painful that it sinks into King Orpheus’ chest.
Kugit.
Orpheus roughly held the letter with trembling hands. Heralhazard is a villain who is like a plague on the kingdom.
Looking at this letter informing me that it was actually a play made by the royal family.
With tears in his eyes, he slowly turns his head and glares at me.
“Well, what about… … .”
The voice was full of resentment, so much so that it gave the illusion that the words were being trounced.
“all… … Did you know?”
My eyes, red and bloodshot with tears, violently demand an answer from me.
I calmly made eye contact and nodded slightly.
“Yes, I knew.”
and.
bang!
“Rockpelicaaaaaaan!”
King Orpheus slams the desk and screams at the top of his lungs, calling for the Archmage.
Thickly accumulated dust flies in all directions. The Archmage’s vast mana penetrates and spreads through them.
Rockpelican calmly closed his eyes and tapped the floor with his staff, ready to receive orders.
“sifter… … .”
Is it because I can’t speak properly because of shock, or is it because I feel guilty toward myself?
I don’t know what it is, but King Orpheus covers his face with both hands.
The voice that came out afterwards was dripping with despair.
“Arrest.”
The king’s declaration made in pain that felt as if one’s flesh was being torn off.
Soon, chains made from the archmage’s mana were constricting my entire body.
I accepted it in silence.
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