Chapter 137 – Trust Me (1)

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Translated by Heavenly Cat

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[The Last Adventurer: You do not die in the Arcana continent. Upon death, you immediately return to reality and cannot access the Arcana continent for a certain period of time. – Cooldown: 24 hours]

Success of the [Seed of the World Tree] quest.

It was the title system that was unlocked as a reward.

Even though it was a reward for a whopping World Quest, when I first checked its effect, I wondered if there could ever be a chicken rib as useless as this……. To think the day to actually put that effect to use would come.

‘Of course, that’s assuming the [Map Connecting to All Things] is effective.’

I had confidence that it was somewhat possible.

Because it was no less than an Epic rank item, a Demon King’s spoil.

Above all, the sight I witnessed in the [Rift of the Broken Dimension] was my basis.

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The demon whose name I couldn’t know also entered the rift barehanded.

To think they offered a Demon King’s spoil as a sacrifice.

At least that much should be possible for it to be a balanced trade.

“Time waits for no one.”

Right.

You did well saying that for once, Ho-yeol.

Time was limited.

‘Marcelo’s condition has reached its limit.’

To step foot on the land of the Arcana continent…….

Though it feels somewhat earlier than I thought.

It means this is a matter I absolutely cannot delay.

Therefore, what I needed in this short time was thorough preparation.

It meant I had to return to my initial mindset, so to speak, and struggle with all my might.

What I had to prepare was simple.

“Your application to leave the tower is put on hold.”

First of all, finishing the Chief’s duties according to procedures.

Anyway, this blasted formality and procedure……!

I wondered if I had the time for this but.

It’s obvious that if I don’t do it, Marcelo will end up taking it on.

Didn’t I realize it through numerous experiences in society?

There is nothing more stressful than processing work pushed onto you by others.

It means it could rather become something that chips away at Marcelo’s lifespan.

“That is a pity. Senior Velliere Yusia.”

The reason I cast aside Velliere’s application to leave the tower?

It’s simple.

Because I had no choice but to go to the Arcana continent alone.

‘It would be nothing short of a living hell.’

Even if the decisive battle weapon Quernberg Mechanical Tower was operating, the new seed of the World Tree hatched, and the activities of demons lessened due to crushing a Demon King. The Arcana continent was already no different from a demon’s den.

‘It’s a dangerous place even if she’s a Senior Mage of the Mage Tower.’

It would be a different story if the entire Mage Tower was relocating.

“The territory of the inferior kin. I wish to trample upon it right this instant.”

Always.

My muzzle spouting words as usual.

If it weren’t for the effect of [The Last Adventurer] title, it would have been an action so reckless I really wouldn’t have even dared.

Even if the Senior Mages’ abilities are beyond my imagination, making demons no problem for Velliere.

‘There’s no method to return.’

The effect specified on the item.

There were no words stating that multiple people could teleport.

Nor was there a method written on how to return again.

Moreover, the moment the teleportation effect activates, the [Map Connecting to All Things] loses all of its effects.

It meant that this time at least, I couldn’t bring backup, no, insurance, even if I wanted to.

Anyway, let’s start the thorough preparations.

‘First of all, to hell with being an incarnation of integrity…….’

I have to get my money’s worth indiscriminately!

Because Granfel aside, I, who haven’t realized the spirit of non-possession yet, felt like I’d die of unfairness if I failed to use the [Map Connecting to All Things] to its fullest extent.

‘Of course, the utmost priority goal to the bitter end is.’

[Quest: Request of the Simuard Family].

Succeeding in the quest.

And unraveling Marcelo’s curse of numbered days through it.

Is it possible.

I was not worried.

Because I understood this personality, the profound and complex pride of Granfel.

Better than anyone else.

[He was the heir to a great family, but that family was ruined by a demon.

The sole survivor of the family, Granfel Claudi Arpeus Romeo, hereafter Granfel, walked the path of a Demon Hunter to take revenge on that demon.]

The sacrifice of the Mage Tower is enough with Senios alone.

Because I could feel Granfel’s pride surging.

Therefore, what I had to do was the same as always.

“A simple warm-up prior to spinning one’s brain is naturally helpful.”

─Train your weakened physical body. (Repeatable) ▲

● Run 35KM (Success)

● 2,500 Push-ups (In Progress)

● 1,500 Pull-ups (Success)

● 700 Burpee tests (Success)

Now, the struggle begins.

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Floating Garden.

Black and green.

An unmatched pair sat facing each other at a table.

The first to open her mouth was the green hair, Velliere.

“My application to leave the tower has been put on hold, I see.”

Bite

Velliere bit her lip without realizing it.

She was also aware herself that the purpose for leaving the tower was unsuitable.

However, she thought Chief Lee Ho-yeol would understand the seriousness of the situation.

“……Because I don’t know the unravelling method or anything like that. Is there any way I could present a specific purpose.”

The curse of numbered days of the Simuard family.

Unravelling it was the goal but.

It’s natural that she didn’t even know what the true identity of the curse was.

However, that wasn’t even a reason to blame herself.

Would the Simuard family not have tried?

Even so, it was a curse of numbered days they couldn’t escape from.

“It is not your responsibility. Senior Velliere.”

The founder of Black Magicology, Matisse.

What was sometimes called a curse rather than magic in certain regions was black magic before it was established.

Thanks to that, Matisse had also heard regarding the Simuard family’s curse of numbered days.

Beyond that, before entering the Mage Tower, he even had an encounter with a blood relative of Simuard.

“That was neither magic nor black magic.”

A magic tool that responds to suitable magic power.

Matisse stroked his ring.

At that time, the color of the ring didn’t change.

It was proof that the curse wasn’t black magic.

“I can tell just by looking at his face. He probably doesn’t have much time left.”

“If it’s Senior Velliere’s healing magic…….”

“My healing magic?”

Shake shake

Velliere shook her head.

“Perhaps it might be able to just barely keep him breathing. However, unless the fundamental problem, the curse of numbered days, is resolved. That would be no different from necromancy.”

Matisse looked at his teacup.

The tea had long since grown cold.

The still surface of the teacup felt only heartless.

“?”

That moment.

Suddenly, a snorting sound could be heard.

When Matisse raised his head, Velliere was smiling.

With an endlessly bitter expression.

“He’s like a fool. Actually, it’s not even anything new. Because Marcelo has been consistent since his childhood. It was frustratingly foolish if you watched him from the side. He was.”

“Chief Marcelo is terrifyingly foolish, you say……?”

“Does Senior Matisse know what the annual event of the Simuard family is?”

“Well. If you say an annual event…….”

A matter that happens every year.

If it’s an event happening every year in a magic family…….

To the pondering Matisse, Velliere added her words.

“Memorial service.”

“……!”

“Because blood relatives die every year in the Simuard family.”

“My word.”

He ended up overlooking it.

The curse of numbered days is a family unit curse with no exceptions.

It wouldn’t be strange for victims of the curse to appear every year.

Matisse asked out of perplexity.

“But what does that have to do with being foolish?”

“I have never once seen him looking sad.”

“……!”

“Even though every single memory related to him since childhood remains clearly without omission. When his father passed away, and even when those he was close with passed away. Because Marcelo had never once shed a tear.”

Velliere disliked the taciturn Marcelo.

Because he was like a good child quietly waiting for his turn that would arrive someday.

Velliere snorted once again.

“Look. It’s the same even now. What kind of meeting does he think he’s having with that body.”

Crystal Hall.

Marcelo was currently conducting a Round Table conference.

If you ask why those two did not attend the conference while doing this.

It was because they couldn’t bear to look at the weakened Marcelo’s appearance.

‘This is worrisome.’

Matisse’s mouth grew dry.

So there’s ultimately no method at all?

It was the moment he reached out for his teacup with a heavy heart.

“……?”

Drip

A ripple occurred within the still teacup.

The teacup was shaking minutely.

A gradually intensifying vibration.

The source of the vibration grew closer.

“Velliere-nim!”

Healing School Skilled Mage, Klee.

Thump thump

Klee, who had been running urgently, flinched.

To think she was conversing with Senior Matisse.

“I apologize for interrupting during your conversation……!”

“There is nothing to apologize for.”

“Our conversation had just ended. It is fine, Klee. What is the matter?”

“Ah, that is!”

Did an urgent situation perhaps arise within the Healing School.

It is not good to eavesdrop on others’ circumstances.

Just as Matisse was slowly about to rise from his seat.

“I thought I should tell you regarding the Round Table conference in the Crystal Hall!”

Round Table conference?

The Round Table conference should currently be in full swing.

Velliere asked out of curiosity.

“Continue speaking, Klee.”

Huu.

Catching her panting breath.

Soon, Klee continued her words.

“……What did you say?”

But that was a completely unimaginable statement.

“……Chief Lee Ho-yeol is going to enter the Arcana continent?”

Velliere and Matisse.

The two of them looked at each other without either going first.

How was he going to enter the Arcana continent.

They could not know the method.

However, they could try guessing the reason.

“Don’t tell me, the reason Chief Lee issued a hold decision is…….”

Could it be related to Marcelo?

It wasn’t a time to merely guess.

The three hurriedly headed towards the Crystal Hall.

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Round Table conference.

I declared in front of the mages at the Crystal Hall.

“I am intending to enter the Arcana continent.”

Extremely confidently at that.

I am in the position of the Chief who must protect the Mage Tower.

Yet I’ll be leaving my seat empty due to personal circumstances.

Seeking the understanding of all members of the Mage Tower was the appropriate procedure.

That was the case.

Everything happened due to Granfel’s pride, which emphasizes formality and procedure. Only, was there really a need to definitely say these words at the Round Table conference?

‘This is like boasting in front of the employees that you’re taking annual leave. This.’

It would have been sufficient to exchange it with a parchment.

Moreover, I haven’t even checked if the effect of the [Map Connecting to All Things] is valid yet. What if I end up being unable to teleport to the Arcana continent because of this?

‘Really, I don’t even want to imagine the aftermath of that time.’

However, my inner thoughts were not revealed.

“The time my seat is empty will not be long. Therefore, I’d appreciate it if you could refrain from requests related to me, including applications to leave the tower, for a few days. I ask for your understanding.”

……Asking for their understanding.

Granfel, so you knew how to say these kinds of words too?

He’s grown up, this guy.

My newfound admiration lasted only a moment.

I realized it amidst the flowing silence.

‘……Wait, I was forgetting my position.’

Suddenly, the past springing to mind.

When the manager said he asked for the employees’ understanding, there definitely a damn reason following it. However, the damn hierarchical society. That experience where you had no choice but to do as told.

This was only asking for understanding in words, it was practically nothing more than a unilateral declaration.

Right, I wondered what got into me. Except for his pride he’s a corpse, there’s no way he could spit out the word ‘understanding’ with a boomer-like personality…….

“There is no need for you to do so, Chief Lee.”

The one to break the silence was Marcelo.

Is it because the rank insignia is the same nonetheless.

Marcelo continued his words with a face leaving a question.

“During the period your seat is empty, I will handle your duties instead…….”

No, doing that makes my reason for seeking the Arcana continent disappear.

“I refuse.”

“……Yes? You refuse.”

“I shall say it once more. No one can take my vacant seat.”

I always feel this but.

I wonder, even if your mouth gets crooked, can it get this crooked?

Just words saying I’ll process it after returning.

To spit it out so grandly and prickly.

Still, thanks to that my intention seemed to have been clearly delivered.

“I have understood.”

At Marcelo’s answer, silence flowing anew

However, the silence did not last long. Because it was the Mage Tower that started the new Round Table conference and learned of the existence of demons and the current status of the Arcana continent.

Buzz buzz

Voices that could be heard even without deliberately straining my ears.

“……How is he going to enter the Arcana continent?”

“Did he perhaps discover a new method?”

“But even if that’s possible, it’s too dangerous!”

To the point that even the World Tree felt threatened and scattered new seeds.

The Arcana continent facing the crisis of extinction.

Because I had declared that I would enter such a living hell.

It was only natural to send worries.

“No matter how much it is Chief Lee Ho-yeol…….”

Amidst the commotion, someone raised their hand.

It’s a familiar face.

It was Pure Magicology Senior, Vangrit Tom.

He maintained formality even in this kind of situation.

As expected, no matter what it is, learning it strictly once is effective.

Satisfied without realizing it, I nodded my head, and Vangrit spoke.

“I am not doubting the Chief’s abilities, but will you be alright appearing alone? I’m sure the Chief knows better than anyone else, but the Arcana continent is currently…….”

At Vangrit’s question, gazes concentrated on me.

Creak

Even down to the gazes of Matisse and Velliere who entered the Crystal Hall belatedly. Is he really going to enter the Arcana continent alone. Did his liver swell outside of his stomach?

They must be thinking respectively.

“As I said, I shall single-handedly enter the Arcana continent.”

However, there’s no need to look at me pitifully like that either.

To use Granfel’s words, you could call it ‘arrangements’.

Even if I look like this, you see.

‘I have quite a bit of reliable reinforcements in the Arcana continent.’

Hiel. And the Darkness Spirit.

The airships of the dwarves probably flying in the skies of Arcana.

Lastly.

Even Akshan’s decisive battle weapon, the Quernberg Mechanical Tower.

[Experience points are accumulated in the Decisive Battle Weapon Quernberg Mechanical Tower.]

[Reputation is accumulated in the Decisive Battle Weapon Quernberg Mechanical Tower.]

[Acquire permission to obtain the accumulated experience points and reputation.]

I’m saying I also hadn’t forgotten the experience points and reputation accumulated in the Quernberg Mechanical Tower.

Therefore, it meant that even though I would be solitary when entering the Arcana continent, once I entered I wouldn’t be alone.

However, this blasted speaking habit.

Because it wasn’t kind enough to explain the specific circumstances.

“However, there is nothing for you to worry about.”

Me adding firmly was everything.

“Trust me.”