Episode 78. The Future of the Black Tower (2)
‘It’s much bigger than I thought.’
Rubin was amazed as he walked through the warehouse.
Compared to the time after 9 years, the quality and rarity were far superior to before the return. The quantity was also more than ten times more. It was all thanks to Killian’s skill and insight.
‘It’s natural that there are a lot of treasures in the black zone. But this is too much. I wonder how much they swept up… … .’
The black zone is a place where even the most skilled people enter with great determination. It was natural that one had to be equipped with as many weapons as possible to preserve one’s life.
Occasionally, when large and small slaughters occurred, the ownerless weapons would appear, and among them were many famous nobles. This is why the term ‘the dark gathering place of nobles’ arose for the black zone.
Thanks to this, the Assassin’s Blade was able to obtain weapons efficiently. This was because Killian filled the base warehouse whenever there was a fight or while inciting a fight.
He sent half of the weapons he acquired to his main family, and the rest to each collateral family as requested.
“How long are you going to delay?”
Killian shook his head as if he was tired of Rubin carefully examining each weapon.
“Don’t you know that I brought you here as servants? You’re the ones who have to run out whenever someone comes to visit our house!”
“Don’t worry. If something like that happens, I’ll jump right out.”
“Ha, I’m so bored. Just pick a weapon that you can hold in your hand!”
“To do that, I have to grab all the weapons here. I’m doing that right now.”
“This is driving me crazy! I’ll be back in an hour, so make your choice by then.”
Rubin turned around and called out to Killian as he was leaving the warehouse.
“Where are the magic tools?”
“What, a magic tool? Why are you doing that?”
“I thought I’d better get some so I can use them at Capotini.”
“Oh, you said the place you’re going to is the Magic City. Are you planning to sell it at the market?”
Rubin shrugged.
“You’re so clever. It’s over there.”
Killian exuded the annoyance of his later years. As if it didn’t matter, he raised his hand and pointed to the place where the magic tools were gathered. Then he left the warehouse in a thudding manner.
“Hmm… … .”
Magic tools piled up indiscriminately without any indication.
If it was a weapon, it would be used in some way, but magic tools were different. Even crude magic tools required extremely small amounts of mana, making them useless to an assassin.
‘So it’s useful to me.’
Rubin took out the magical tools one by one. To Kuze, who was watching from the side, it seemed as if he was looking for a different magical tool.
“Your Majesty. Is there something else you are looking for?”
“Yeah. Subspace pocket.”
“ah.”
Kuze nodded as if he understood. Kuze also thought that if he had mana, the most useful item would be a subspace pouch.
“I’ll look for it too.”
But in fact, what Rubin was looking for wasn’t a subspace pocket.
‘I can’t see it. Is the timing wrong?’
Subspace pockets would be useful, but they could be found elsewhere.
A magical tool that can only be obtained here. That was the reason Rubin was searching through the iron box right now.
‘Glayton’, the court wizard of the Kingdom of Seville during its heyday long ago. The wizard is said to have been on friendly terms with the Elder Dragon and was also famous as a craftsman of magical tools.
The ‘Sound-Seeing Eyes’ currently deployed as guards in every royal court are also improved versions of Glayton’s work.
‘Glayton’s Bracelet.’
Considered one of Glayton’s masterpieces, it was a magical tool that could cause chaos in the wizarding world based on its power alone.
It’s a good thing Glayton himself made only one and declared that he would not make any more, otherwise he would have died much earlier than was known, because the other wizards would not have left him alone.
The effect of Glayton’s bracelet was simple yet deadly.
‘The ability to read the wizard’s spells.’
One of the important criteria for distinguishing between beginner and intermediate magicians was the ‘internalization of the magic technique’, that is, hiding the magic technique.
What if he gets caught doing a whim? That’s no different from foreshadowing his actions. Then, even if he’s a great wizard, his chances of defeating his opponent will be significantly reduced.
However, this magical tool allowed one to see through the opponent’s movements simply by wearing it.
‘It was there nine years later, for sure.’
Rubin clearly remembered the warehouse he had inherited. It was much smaller than it is now, but Glayton’s bracelet was definitely there.
At the time, Rubin was nothing more than a plaything. If he hadn’t been able to control Mana with Chloe’s help, he would have been just as much of a plaything this time.
But things had changed. Now, more than ever, it was needed.
‘Hmm, I guess I’ll have to come back again next time.’
I decided to think simply. Nine years from now. The fact that something will come in during that time doesn’t change.
“You still haven’t chosen these?”
Killian appeared with a face that was even more flushed than an hour ago.
“I haven’t chosen yet.”
“Wow, this is never ending!”
“I didn’t intend to end it today anyway.”
Gulp, gulp. Killian drank the Oakum and let out a bitter laugh.
“I’ll open it again tomorrow, so come out for now. It’s time to eat.”
At that moment, another shadow was detected inside the mansion by the shadow Rubin had spread. Judging by the size of the shadow, it was not an adult.
‘Who is it?’
The identity was revealed a moment later. As the three assassins sat around a spacious table, a small child cautiously walked out.
“What a lucky kid.”
“That’s news Tina would like.”
Kuze and Rubin each said a word.
“… … .”
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A little boy who had taken up one of the remaining chairs. He was the one who had unfortunately crossed the border of the black zone a few days ago.
He was born with a natural talent. If Killian hadn’t noticed him while he was on the ground, his teeth would have been pulled out and he would have been used as food for someone.
“It followed me around like a puppy that had lost its mother.”
“You don’t talk much.”
Kuze gave the child a playful look, but the child was still frightened. It seemed as if he had forgotten how to speak. He must have lost his mind due to the shock he had encountered in the black zone.
However, if you continue to stay at Killian’s mansion like this, you will be able to gradually regain stability. In fact, there is no place safer than Killian’s mansion in the Black Zone.
“… … .”
The child looked at Rubin with curious eyes. It was hard to believe that someone his age was in this hellish place without any problems. It was a sad fate, but it was something he had to overcome on his own.
After a while, the child finished eating and left the restaurant with cautious steps.
The remaining three continued their leisurely meal. Killian ate the thick meat attached to the bone with his yellow but strong teeth.
“Killian.”
When Rubin called him, Killian, who had meat in his mouth, raised both eyebrows. As if asking why he was calling him.
“Why does Amret want to kill Yorick?”
“Are you curious?”
“I heard that Yorick was the royal jester. And the White Tower and the Black Tower. Isn’t it better for them to coexist?”
Killian, who had eaten all the bones, burped. He was no longer under any obligation to provide Rubin with any information, but Killian didn’t seem to care much about that.
He picked his teeth at the sharp part of the bone and drank the whole bottle of oacum out of habit. Then he answered calmly.
“It’s simple. Yorick just snuck in what Amret wanted.”
“What is that?”
“Tears of the Dragon.”
Killian spoke casually, but it was never a topic worth discussing. If anything, his nonchalant attitude seemed to make the conversation seem too light.
“Are you joking?”
“You said your name was Kuze? Are you that bad at telling people apart?”
“It sounds like a joke to me too.”
Rubin said softly. The tears of an ancient dragon? Who would believe it so easily?
Of course, if that were true, there would have been no shortage of reasons for Amret to want to kill Yorick. Before that, there was also enough reason for Yorick to betray Amret.
The tears of the race known as the Elder Dragons, also known as the Demigods, possessed mystical powers. Their effects were all different, but they were all tremendous.
“Can you prove that?”
“It’s freaking easy to prove! Just stay here for a year and you’ll see Yorick getting younger and younger.”
Rubin immediately understood what that meant. And what kind of dragon was the tear in Yorick’s body?
“Tears of the Ancient Dragon Givenrath.”
“Look at this guy? He’s got a lot of knowledge.”
Before returning, I read somewhere that the tears of the ancient dragon Givenrath would grant the person who consumed them a zenithal body.
It is said that it reverses time for old people and speeds up time for children, giving them the strongest bodies.
In this way, the consumer can maintain his or her prime body for life.
‘It was clearly said that his whereabouts had become unknown 400 years ago.’
Humans who consume the Dragon’s Tears will possess a solid crystal within their bodies, or more precisely, within their skulls. It can be passed down like an inheritance.
There is no other way to take it away than the death of the host. However, since it was the tears that created the immortal body, it would be impossible to take it away through natural causes. The only way to take it away is through murder.
“Eww, Whew!”
Suddenly Killian got up from his seat and spat on the floor.
“… … ?”
“Damn, you guys brought back bad memories.”
Then Killian returned to the table and took a sip of the Oakum.
“What kind of memory? I won’t talk about it even if I die, so don’t expect anything from me, you guys! From now on, we’ll just shut up and eat.”
Killian chewed the meat. But it was all useless because memories kept coming back to his mind. Killian’s expression distorted as the unpleasant scene slowly came back to him.
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How did the tears of the ancient dragon Givenrath reach Yorick?
Behind the process was Amret’s obsession. From his youth, Amret spared no effort in power or money in search of the elixir of life. He willingly used the blood of the royal family and the reputation of the evil spirit.
One day, after decades of searching, Amret finally discovered that the one who held Givenrat’s tears was coming to Philimond.
The problem is that there are too many candidates. In a week, there were 500 young men who entered Philimond by land and water.
In order to find the Tears of Givenrat, you had to kill them and split their skulls to examine them. This meant that you had to kill them all.
However, in the sacred city of Philimond, where the Imperial Code is enshrined, you cannot kill 500 people at once and split their skulls.
So Amret used the black zone.
He used all means available to him, including trickery, kidnapping, enticement, and intimidation, to send 500 candidates to the black zone. Then he ordered Yorick and Killian there to kill them all.
The slaughter began. In just two days, hundreds of men were beheaded by Killian in an empty lot on one side of the Black Tower.
“Why should I, why should I die?”
“I will give you a large sum of money if you save me!”
“I have a son!”
“나, 나는 1등귀족이야, 이 개새끼야!”
The nickname he earned that way was, Beheading Commander.
It was a difficult task even for the most experienced assassin. He was an assassin, not a murderer. He could not be free from deaths that lacked justification and reason.
Anyway, that evening, Givenrath’s tears finally came out from the head of someone Killian had killed.
As Killian, exhausted from the beheading, sat down and emptied the entire bottle of Oakum into his mouth, Yorick trembled and held the yellow tear crystal in his hand.
And at that moment, Killian had a gut feeling that Yorick would not hand it over to Amret.
At that time, Yorick was older than Amret. He was wrinkled and his vitality was draining from his body.
But from that day on, he became younger day by day.
If a few more years pass and Givenrath’s tears settle Yorick into his peak body, it would not be surprising if a 7-star necromancer, the likes of which have never existed in this world before, is born.
‘That was… 4 years ago already. I guess I can fix it now. I just have to stop that wicked bastard from reaching the 7th star.’
Killian looked back and forth between Rubin and Kuze. He thought as he chewed his meat.
