Return of the Back Alley Wizard Chapter 225

Episode 225. Not all wizards are bad. But…

Hormei… … So, the lump that had been creating a sense of discomfort in other people’s business opened its mouth more easily than expected.

… … Well, it wasn’t easy to open, was it?

“Uh, uh…….”

I looked at the rag-like mass and fell into thought for a moment.

'So, let's summarize.'

The name of this lump, as mentioned earlier, is Hormei.

As someone who was once the second-in-command of the Second Black Zone, his authority was said to be on a level that surpassed that of a godfather.

Then, it is said that he was caught doing all kinds of dirty business, and his power was torn apart by his godfather and he was expelled… … .

'There's a mastermind behind it?'

But, who is behind it?

It was quite a coincidence for me.

And it's surprising.

'… … Goldrin.'

No, to be more precise, you would be Goldrin's eldest son, Vasily.

As I thought about it, my gaze naturally turned to the thugs lying behind Hormei.

'Why not Deculan?'

I thought Dekulan's name would come up since Troubleshooter was attached.

No matter how many times I try, the "de" in "Dekulan" doesn't come out, and only Goldrin talks. It doesn't seem like he's lying.

So, did Vasilin or something join hands with Dekulan?

Well, that makes sense.

“Ugh… I have no idea.”

I scratched the back of my head at the situation, which was more complicated than I thought.

'First of all, it doesn't seem like they came here with the intention of auctioning it.'

I heard that you had your eye on the second black and white zone even before the auction… … I wonder what’s going on.

Well, anyway.

I shook off the question that I couldn't find an answer to no matter how much I thought about it and walked out of the alley.

“Are you finished…?”

“Well, so-so.”

As I exited the alley, the person who approached me was Timur's right-hand man, Colin.

He was more polite to me than when we first met, and this was because of Timur's words.

Oh, by the way, Evelyn was asked to leave before the interrogation began.

Timur had seen everything, both good and bad, so it wouldn't matter much, but Evelyn wasn't like that.

“What about Duke?”

"He returned to the hideout with the boss. You don't have to worry about him. The action team will be guarding him."

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Considering the hideout's past history, it wasn't very trustworthy, but it seemed like it would be safe for now.

I heard that the day I first went in, there were no action team members, so I guess I'll be able to hold out for a while no matter what happens.

“Then, is it okay if I leave the cleaning up to you?”

“Yes, that doesn’t matter, but… what should I do?”

How should I handle it?

I took a moment to collect my thoughts and then replied briefly.

"Dispose of the lumps as you see fit, and spare the robed ones for now. They're wizards, so be careful."

I was about to say that and move on.

Colin's voice came from behind me.

“Yes, then as ordered. But…….”

“……?”

“The hideout is over there, but where are you going?”

Oh, where are you going?

Isn't that obvious?

“We have to pull out the roots.”

“If it’s roots…….”

“Okay, I’ll go and report back, so listen then.”

I walked away again, leaving Colin behind.

I don't know if Goldrin, Deculan, or both are behind this.

however…….

'If you enter someone else's territory, shouldn't you take responsibility?'

I don't know how I lived in the future, bowing my head to Dekulan.

However, it wasn't difficult to predict.

Until you've built up enough strength, you've probably avoided conflict with Dekulan as much as possible by hiding and concealing yourself.

Well then, things have to be a little different now.

“Let’s see… If the Troubleshooters are struggling, then it means they’re one of the official magic groups.”

He's a real wizard.

'I don't know what kind of magician group it is.'

Should I just interrogate the troubleshooter?

I thought about it until I shook my head.

Because interrogating the troubleshooters was just a waste of time.

and…….

'It doesn't really matter where.'

Because it was enough of a warning to leave for Dekulan anywhere.

* * *

A back alley in the second black and white zone.

“Ugh, sob.”

A homeless boy was raising his guard, sobbing.

Was he tired? His fists were clenched loosely, but his eyes held an unmistakable fear.

As if terrified.

The situation was the same for the vagrants standing across from them, and the two terrified children continued their confrontation with their bodies covered in wounds.

It was truly a strange sight.

As always, a fight between vagrants would end when someone got scared.

It was certainly not a normal situation, but it was at that moment that the two children heard voices in their ears.

“What are you doing? Aren’t you fighting?”

The owner of the voice was a man with a kind face, and it was at that moment that the two vagrants rushed at each other.

“Eww!”

“Ugh!”

Two people tangled together, screaming as if they were screaming.

Should we call this a fight?

It's close to a tantrum.

The two vagrants were throwing punches at each other while struggling, a sight that was more pitiful than fierce.

It's almost as if he's struggling to survive.

The man, sitting listlessly on a wooden box, nodded as he popped a peanut into his mouth.

“Yeah, that’s it. Tsk, now it’s worth seeing.”

The sight seemed to be alleviating boredom, but in reality, the feeling was not that different.

The man's name is Neuros.

He was a member of the Dekulan Magical Order, the Blue Ice, and was one of two who came to support Hormei under the orders of the leader.

To be honest, it was quite a blow to my pride.

The name is 'For the sake of friendly relations with Goldrin… ', but in reality, it's just looking after the trash of the black and white zone.

'It would be better if I just stirred it up a bit.'

Unfortunately, the orders he received were to stand by.

So, I couldn't move around carelessly.

This situation was quite unpleasant, but to such a neurosurgeon, the vagrants of the black and white zone were not a bad sight.

Look at it now.

“Die, die! Die, you little shit!”

“Ahhh!”

When we are trembling in fear, when we are screaming for each other to die… … .

'In some ways, it seems better than dog fighting.'

No, it was definitely better.

Dog fighting is expensive to raise, and the animal's unique smell… … is quite disgusting, and there were vagrants everywhere.

Just bring them in and start a fight.

'It also smells less.'

Even if one of them dies, it's easy to deal with.

But why is that?

“Hmm.”

A look of boredom crossed Newrus' eyes as he watched the homeless children fight for a long time.

“This is getting boring too.”

Is it because I've been seeing the same thing these past few weeks?

Fun can only happen once or twice, I felt like I was slowly becoming numb to the stimulation.

'In this regard, it seems like dog fighting is a little better.'

More than the fight itself… …what should I say? The thrill of betting money and winning?

At first, it was a bit refreshing to see that he was a human, but as I got used to it, I didn't really feel any regrets.

“What should I do…….”

Neurons have used their malicious imagination to create new stimuli.

It was at that moment that a voice was heard.

“Are you having fun?”

“……?”

A strange voice that has no discernible gender or age.

Neuros frowns slightly and turns his gaze, only to see a strange man standing there.

“What? You… ……Hmm?”

The villain ignored Neuros' voice and walked briskly.

Neuros looked at the stranger with a cold gaze, but the stranger's steps stopped just within a stone's throw of the tangled vagrants.

And then… … .

Exactly!

A cheerful sound echoing through the alley.

It was at that moment that the vagrants who had been swearing at each other to live collapsed.

“Hmm.”

Neuros looked at the villain with a slightly raised eyebrow.

A sudden uninvited guest.

But the emotion in those eyes wasn't one of displeasure. It was closer to interest.

“Were there wizards in the Black and White Zone too?”

These were the words the villain spat out after realizing that the method of putting the vagrants to sleep was magic, and it was at that moment that the villain's gaze turned to Neuros.

“If I had known you were going to play like this, I would have brought your colleagues too.”

“……?”

Neuros tilted his head.

Colleague? What… … .

However, the villain did not wait for Neuros to finish his thought.

“You’re the Neuros of the Invitational Magician Order, right?”

“That’s right… hmph!”

Before Neuros could even finish speaking, he shut his mouth. No, he had no choice but to shut it.

Tsk tsk tsk―

An incredible magical power that encompasses all directions.

No, it's not magic.

Because what was shaking and swaying around the villain was Mana itself.

The strange phenomenon set off alarm bells in Neuros's mind.

‘… … It’s dangerous.’

The action was immediate.

Neuros jumps up from his seat.

but.

“……Ugh!”

Neuros was immediately pinned to the ground by the incredible pressure. The impact from the fall from his back left him barely able to breathe.

A voice rang in his ear.

“I didn’t kill your comrade. But….”

The villain looked at the neuros squirming on the floor, then glanced at the two sleeping vagrants.

No, to be exact, I didn't have my eyes on the vagrants.

The thick smell of blood permeates this alley.

The smell of rotting corpses emanating from beyond the old door.

“There are more than one or two?”

“…….”

“You won’t be able to go comfortably, right?”

There was a rare spark of life in Aster's eyes.

At this very moment, the moon was not sought.

* * *

It had been a couple of hours since Aster had parted ways with Evelyn when he returned to Svetlana's hideout.

"knight?"

“I came… um.”

Evelyn and Timur were about to say something about Aster's return, but then they quickly shut their mouths.

A deeply pressed robe.

A mask that covers the face.

Although his expression was not visible, the atmosphere was somewhat subdued.

"First, tie this guy up. And Boss Timur, I need you to clean up the place I'm talking about. Send someone over."

Aster threw a man down as if he were a burden and pointed to an alley in the black and white zone.

The man Aster threw was, of course, the Blue Ice Wizard. He was the first wizard to be subdued, not Neuros.

Evelyn was unable to speak to Aster due to his unusual behavior, but Aster left the room after telling Timur where to go.

“Then, let’s talk in about an hour.”

Timur tilted his head at the one-sided conversation.

I couldn't understand a single word Aster said.

Suddenly, he specifies a location and takes in the vagrants sleeping in that alley, and the children inside the shabby door are taken away for a funeral.

However, Timur called Colin without asking any questions and gave him instructions.

Meanwhile, Evelyn quietly remembered Aster's appearance from earlier.

Somehow, very rarely… … .

'Am I angry?'

Although he didn't show it, his expression was unusually sharp.

So, only questions remained for the two people.

Aster entered another reception room in the hideout and sat there, lost in thought.

– f*ck, what did I do wrong! This is because I played around with some bastards like dogs… … Ugh, ugh!

Not all wizards are bad.

Likewise, not all Deculan wizards will be like Neuros.

but.

It is an inexcusable fact that all black and white zone vagrants are treated like filthy savages.

‘Matap, Matap… … .’

In Aster's mind.

The shape of the tower was gradually becoming clearer.

It was the moment when one brick was laid.