Episode 85. The White Tower Turns Red (1)
Northwest of the Black Zone. The exact opposite direction from where Kuze took the little boy.
Killian was walking through snow that was up to his thighs. It was the heaviest snowfall he had ever seen.
Phew. Phew. Phew. Phew. Phew.
The sight of him wearing a black fedora reminded him of an undertaker, and indeed, what he was pulling was a small, black coffin.
“Hey, have you been waiting long?”
A man waiting with the guards on the northwestern wall spoke to him. He was a loyal servant of Amret, wearing fluttering white robes.
His real role, known to the public as an aide, was to transport the corpses of executioners brought by Chief of the Chop House Killian to the White Tower.
But today, another mission took priority.
“Have you eliminated the target?”
I’m talking about Yorick. Killian took a sip of Oakum and nodded.
“Where is the body, or rather the skull?”
“Aren’t I going to take it to the market myself anyway?”
“Still, I have a duty to check. Is it in the coffin behind you?”
Suspicion rose on the servant’s face. The coffin was too small compared to Yorick’s body. Was it just a skull?
Wheww.
The snowfall was getting heavier. Now, even his upper body was buried in the snow. Killian nervously shook off the snow that had piled up on his shoulders and opened the lid of the coffin.
“Check it out.”
Inside the coffin was fixed the skull of Yorick, which was twice as large as that of a normal person. But next to it, something unexpected was also seen.
The corpse of a child. The small body and face are familiar.
‘His name is… Rubin, I think?’
The servant recalled the memory of last week when he had guided Rubin to Amret. The youngest son of the main house of the Assassin’s Blade, and the hidden blood of the imperial family.
“Is that kid dead?”
When Killian nodded, he asked differently this time.
“Did you kill him?”
“Yeah, I killed him. It wasn’t something I could leave to Pkin. I told you several times not to make him do it twice.”
“…I guess I’ll have to go down and take a look.”
The servant jumped down the barrier. Although he was inside the black zone, Killian noticed that he had no serial number.
The servant came towards Killian, shuffling through the snow. Killian felt his spine stiffen.
“… … .”
The servant looked at it for a long time.
With the naked eye, it was clear that he was the youngest son of the Assassin Sword Family. There was no room for doubt.
In addition, there is a red mark floating above his head, indicating that he is a death row inmate. Even the assassins cannot hide the mark.
however…….
“Is there a problem? What are you looking at?”
“… … .”
Is he really dead? The body looked too clean for Killian to have killed him.
“That’s unexpected. The mayor’s prediction was wrong. He said you wouldn’t be able to kill the Assassin’s Bloodline.”
“… Even if I got it wrong, I got it very wrong.”
The servant put his hand on Rubin’s heart and waited for a moment. The heart did not beat.
“If you don’t believe me, try it yourself.”
Killian hands over the sword.
“Instead, you will have to risk your life and stab him. I have a duty to transport this body intact to our lord.”
The tone was light, but it was as cold as a sharpened sword. Killian is strong and trustworthy. There is no need to risk your life against someone like that.
The servant took his hands off Rubin’s body and took a step back.
“I will accept the fact that the body is intact as a courtesy to the royal family.”
It was a reference to the fact that Rubin was royalty, but that was exactly what got Killian’s nerves. Killian twitched his ear and spat in his eyes.
“It’s just a courtesy to the Assassin Swordsman. Don’t even think about getting involved with the royal family, it makes you feel dirty.”
“… … .”
Contempt for the royal family and the empire? The servant unconsciously took a deep breath and spat out at Killian’s words that easily crossed the line. How many people could say something like that in front of the royal family’s confidants?
“Let’s pretend I didn’t hear that. By the way, these are the tears of the ancient dragon… … .”
The servant turned his attention to Yorick’s skull. A yellow light shimmered inside the skull. Gentle waves were transmitted to the palms that touched each other.
The servant’s eyes showed an instinctive greed. If he had been a little less afraid of the psychic monster, he might have followed that greed.
“If you’ve confirmed it, move quickly? Is it also the mayor’s order to let the black zone completely cover the snow? Otherwise, quickly get this coffin out!”
Only then did the servant put down the skull. The servant waved his hand. Accordingly, a gap was created in part of the barrier.
“Whew, it’s been a while since I’ve been out.”
Killian glanced down at Rubin before closing the lid on the coffin.
It really looked like a corpse. That must mean that it had properly entered the ‘shadow silence’. Killian quickly closed the lid of the coffin to help Rubin.
When he followed the servant out of the area, the criminal serial number tattooed on Killian’s left arm finally fell off. The same goes for the red mark of the death row inmate floating above Rubin’s coffin.
As the death row inmates were moved out of the area, the heavy snowfall that had been hitting the black zone suddenly stopped.
* * *
‘What? Why is the spiral staircase coming down to the ground?’
The servant tried to hide his embarrassment from Killian. He lowered his head and turned away.
It was a strange thing.
“When you arrive, notify me through the communications seat right away. I also need to prepare to greet that drunkard. When you’re done, I’ll send him down the spiral staircase.”
That was the Amret who said that.
He is not a man who easily goes back on his words. He is a man who hates even the smallest things going wrong with his plans. Having watched him from the sidelines for decades, I can’t help but wonder about this situation.
“What’s wrong? Is there a problem?”
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“… … .”
“Did you eat honey? You came down the spiral staircase. Shouldn’t you just go back up?”
Killian took a sip of Oakum with a bored expression.
“Please wait a moment.”
There is a hidden communications stone connected to the top of the outer wall. The servant activates it to notify Amret that Yorick’s skull has arrived.
‘It’s disconnected?’
A series of strange events. In the White Tower, which is rich in mana both internally and externally, I never imagined that the communication stone would be cut off. I don’t know what’s going on.
First, we had to get Killian to the top. It would be better than leaving him on the ground. The servant said, maintaining his composure.
“Let’s go up.”
“It’s been a while.”
The servant climbed the spiral staircase first, and Killian followed, dragging the coffin.
Kukukukung.
A dull sound. At the same time, the spiral staircase begins to move.
‘When I see that the spiral staircase is working properly.’
Is this not a serious problem? I couldn’t help but feel anxious and nervous while thinking that.
Although he was in a position to serve the Demon King, he knew his wickedness better than anyone else. If he had decided to cut himself out now and was plotting something… … .
That was when.
Boom!
The spiral staircase that had been gently moving upward suddenly stopped with a loud noise.
“Damn it! I almost dropped our master’s body.”
Killian frowned and looked down over the railing.
Wheww.
The sound of the wind howling wildly. Still, the spiral staircase had reached the middle of the White Tower. The vast city below was far away.
“Why did it suddenly stop?”
“…Please wait a moment.”
The servant gulped. He approached the outer wall of the tower and found another built-in communication stone. He was about to attempt to communicate with the top again.
“… … .”
This time it doesn’t work either.
“Hey, what’s the problem?”
“…Please wait here. I will check and come back.”
The servant, who could no longer hide his embarrassment, cast a magic spell on a few bricks of the outer wall in a hurried manner.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Then a few bricks pop out.
A temporary means of transportation that can only be used by those residing in the White Tower. This railing, which is only used in emergency situations, was a type that rose vertically to the top of the tower.
“Just a moment, please wait a moment.”
“Anyway… I can’t relax for even a moment in this city.”
Gulp gulp.
The OAKUM was almost empty. Killian, grimacing in annoyance, watched the railing carrying the servants rise. In one of his hands, a blue sword was suddenly clutched.
I don’t know what happened, but the servant is genuinely confused. This means that none of this is Amret’s trick.
Then, only one assumption remains.
Now, there is a problem with the White Tower.
“Hmm, maybe that’s a good thing.”
At the top of the spiral staircase, I planned to eliminate the servants. It was necessary to do so in order to free Rubin. But he left the place on his own.
Rattling.
Killian opened the lid of the coffin. Rubin was lying next to the large skull. His face, bloodless, looked like a corpse no matter how you looked at it.
A state of semi-death.
It was thanks to the ‘shadow silence’. It caused the so-called ‘false state of death’, but in reality it was the same as experiencing death indirectly. It was an extremely dangerous dark magic.
Of course, it is a technique that cannot be used alone. First, you need to take the elixir of the assassination swordsman, and when you wake up, the help of another assassin is essential.
‘How does this little brat know about the secret technique used by the Chuksaljo?’
Killian burst into an unbelievable laugh. After all, he was Siren’s youngest son. He was good at avoiding expectations. It wasn’t surprising anymore.
yet.
Killian’s hand rested over Rubin’s heart.
When you fall into ‘shadow silence’, your heartbeat becomes almost as if it has stopped. It is so intense that it is difficult to tell even in the dark.
Especially when someone else’s hand is placed on you, you actually stop your heartbeat so that you don’t get caught in a reflex state. In other words, it’s not a very pleasant experience.
‘You’re so little, you’re so fearless.’
Killian pressed his hand against Rubin’s heart, concentrating his dark energy.
The harmony of darkness and darkness. Accordingly, the ring of darkness that had been suppressing the heart began to work slowly.
Thump thump thump.
My heart started beating faster. My lost complexion was returning.
“Phaha!”
Rubin’s upper body jerked up, releasing the pent-up breath. Cough, cough. A harsh cough that tore through his windpipe continued.
“Here… … .”
The wind from above blew towards Rubin. His black hair fluttered. Rubin got up from the coffin and went outside. He looked over the railing and confirmed that he was on the spiral staircase leading to the top of the White Tower.
“You know, that little green thing can even imitate a scorpion. So, what’s it like to experience death?”
“It’s much better than actually dying.”
“Are you calling that a joke?”
Killian smirks.
Rubin just smiled. It was a fact that Rubin, who had actually died, could tell.
Compared to real death, this is just a light nap.
