Chapter 1241 – 1241. The Dark Moon
I approached the black magician’s corpse.
The warlock’s corpse, impaled by thousands of pieces, reminded him of his hedgehog. Of course, that doesn’t mean they’re cute like hedgehogs.
I took a look around. You must take this corpse and show it to Baron Ptelgar. It’s annoying just thinking about it.
‘It’s something that needs to be done by a person….’
Suddenly, he realizes that this is the first time he has killed a warlock.
I’ve dealt with wizards a few times. He received the mission and faced and fought on the field of battle.
‘At that time, I met him on the battlefield and killed him. There has never been a case where I chased a warlock like now and killed him in the warlock’s residence.’
A wizard’s residence is often called a workshop.
This place where the waste is piled up is also the workshop of the black magician. If you look around, you might find something. Feeling intense curiosity, I decided to report it later.
My heart started beating.
I was currently hiding my real state with Transparency Magic.
On the surface, it is a 3rd class battle mage. Mana Rod has 25 of them. This alone can be said to be excellent, but in reality, my realm is level 4, and my mana load is 33.
I reached level 4 half a year ago, and since then I haven’t made any progress. It can be said that it is the beginning of the 4th grade. It was unavoidable. My current living environment was not suitable for raising the level of magic. Data and information on magic were utterly lacking, and there was no workshop for individual research.
But don’t fret.
It is natural to experience stagnation as the level rises. How quickly and effectively this period of stagnation can be broken depends on the magician’s ability, talent, and luck.
‘Even though I can’t trust him because I’m stuck in a place like this, I’m a third-class black magician. There must be something.’
Putting on gloves, he took out a knife and rummaged through the warlock’s corpse.
Touching the corpse once again felt like nothing. I think I was a bit surprised at first. There was no excitement now.
‘It’s annoying because there are too many pieces. Shouldn’t I have killed her cleanly?’
I roughly pull out the pieces stuck in the corpse and check the chest and pockets. Something came out of the pocket.
‘… Approximately? Is it a reagent I don’t think I can use it because it’s drenched in blood.’
Other than that, things like ballpoint pens and stone chips came out. It seems that a piece of stone is also one of the magical ingredients… Didn’t catch my interest.
‘Well?’
A tattoo was drawn on his left shoulder. It was hard to see because of the blood, but it was definitely a pattern I knew.
The pieces were removed and the blood was wiped off with a dirty cloth. The pattern was clearly visible. Three circles. A drawing of a circle inside a circle.
‘The symbol of Resistance Echoes…. Was this guy a resistance member?’
Resistance Echoes is a force that resists a class society. Also known as the Revolutionary Army. Resistance Echoes exists all over the world, and mainly terrorizes countries where classes exist.
Nobility and royalty are their enemies. They believe that the egalitarian world will be created only when the caste system disappears.
‘From what I’ve seen, they’re just guys who are upset because they can’t have one.’
Well, whatever they did was fine. Unless it’s related to me. And what’s important now isn’t Resistance Echoes.
‘To do or not to do.’
Holding a knife and contemplating
Unlike ordinary wizards, black magicians have an organ called ‘dark hall’. It is a special organ that converts mana into black mana and stores it.
Ways to obtain a dark hole include organ transplantation, organ creation through special rituals… Etc.
‘In the original game, you can get a dark hole by killing a warlock. It sold for a pretty high price.’
If a mana awakener implants a dark hole, you can use black mana even if you are not a wizard. Then, when you gain experience and learn black magic, you become a black magician.
‘… Do. It’s stupid to kill a warlock and not exterminate the dark hole. And I’m also interested in the dark hole.’
A special organ that converts mana into black mana.
If it wasn’t now, there would be little chance of getting a dark hole.
I grabbed the knife and cut open the warlock’s stomach. The dark hole is located in a different location for each warlock. It could be under the heart or attached to the side of the kidney.
I’d say I’m lucky This black magician’s dark hole was unscathed thanks to being between the wardens. Excavate the dark hole The size is like a black bead, about 3 cm in diameter. Black mana is felt in the dark hall.
‘Dark Hall loses the ability to convert mana into black mana the moment it is expelled. Instead, if I transplant the organ again, I can use the dark magic or transformation ability.’
The extracted dark hole has the ability to store black mana. It becomes a kind of dark horse or battery.
‘I have no intention of transplanting a dark hole. If that happens, the purity of mana will decrease, and it won’t be easy to draw out the power of elemental magic.’
I looked around the dark hall. In this state, I feel like I can use black magic using black mana. Of course, it’s impossible right now because I don’t have a single black magic spell that I know of.
He took a handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it around the dark hole. A normal organ wouldn’t do such a lax treatment, but a dark hole is a special organ.
‘Next is the disposal of the corpses. Don’t you want to know that I stole the dark hole…. I must destroy it.’
Baron Ptelgar is a cunning bastard. You will surely suspect that I stole the dark hole.
‘Don’t doubt it. As long as there is no conclusive evidence.’
Draw out the slightly recovered mana and use magic. Destroys the body of a warlock with wind magic. It wasn’t a very nice sight.
‘This is not enough. When mana is restored, I will have to burn the corpses additionally.’
I took my eyes off the warlock’s corpse and looked around. No matter how shabby a place is, it is the residence of a black magician. There must be something.
‘Found.’
I found it after searching for about 40 minutes.
One was a magic book. A magic book containing research on how to manifest bio bombs, a level 3 black magic technique, through tattoos.
‘I must have studied it myself. Did you try to sublimate the bio-bomb into arcane magic using tattoos?’
It wasn’t my business why I was obsessed with bio bombs, but it was pretty groundbreaking.
‘Hmm. The tattoo bio bomb was a success. They were conducting research to increase the power of bio-bombs.’
The other thing they found was a cage made of tempered glass. There was a rat in the cage. It was a white rat with a bio-bomb magic circle drawn on its body.
‘As the black magician died, the bio bomb magic circle became a simple tattoo of volatilized black mana. Do not explode This is an ordinary rat with a magic circle tattoo.’
There are several types of magic circles. Typically, there are active and continuous types. The bio bomb magic circle is an activation type.
I read the magic book It was more like a research book. That’s why it helped me even more.
‘It’s a pity that the only magic written is bio bomb black magic. It helps though.’
The black magic spell itself was nothing special. It feels like the formula is a bit twisted, but it’s not difficult to understand.
Black magic spells are special. It does not respond to normal mana, but only to black mana.
‘… If I can handle black mana, then I can use black magic too.’
After rereading the magic book, I set fire magic and burned it. Then I hold the dark hole in one hand and stare at it.
‘Let’s move the dark mana in the dark hall. By controlling mana….’
The Dark Hall’s black mana doesn’t budge.
‘… Isn’t this?’
I narrowed my eyes. After trying a few different ways, I opened the wizard’s mind, the astral.
Recognize the dark hole with astral. The dark hole in the palm of my hand felt as if it had become part of me. I feel black mana.
There is a problem here. In order for mana to become magic, it must go through a processing process. Through the mana rod, mana is converted into a spell.
‘The Dark Hall is outside, so I can’t use my mana rod. However….’
There is no law that says that the process of converting mana into a spell must be done only with a mana rod.
‘There’s something good right in front of me.’
A magic circle drawn on the body of a rat trapped in a glass cage.
Black mana moves in the dark hole and permeates the mouse. The magic circle is activated. It wasn’t just by infusing black mana. It is activated because I fully understand the magic circle.
‘Succeded.’
I feel that I am connected to the bio-bomb magic circle through the dark hole.
[Barrier]
First, I covered my body with a barrier.
‘Explode.’
Bang!
Rat explodes The glass cage was shattered and a shockwave shook the barrier. The explosion soon disappeared. The floor was littered with things like rat blood and pieces of intestines.
Haha!”
Laughter broke out.
Wizards cannot use black magic. That was common sense in this world.
But that common sense has just been broken. Incredibly easy.
‘I never thought that my Astral would seize and use the dark hole that I hadn’t transplanted…. Are other wizards possible? … No. It’s impossible. If possible, it would have already been known. Even in the original work, it was nailed that wizards could not use black magic.’
I giggle and manipulate the watch to send a message to 212.
[Mission completed.]
•••
“Puhaha! I never thought I would find and kill the black magician in one day! How did you find it?”
Baron Ptelgar laughed at the warlock’s corpse and asked me. I adequately explained my visit to the tattooist.
Haha. You’ve been moving like an asshole. By now the cops should be scrambling to chase you.”
“It doesn’t matter. I completely hid my appearance.”
“Did you say room 211? You’re quite capable. Come in and work under me. I’ll give you a decent salary.”
“Thank you for appreciating me, but I am a soldier.”
“You can do it.”
“It is not something I can choose on my own. You must obtain your supervisor’s permission. And there won’t be any permission to run out.”
Baron Ptelgar twisted his lips in displeasure. However, he soon clears up his expression. No matter how noble he was, he had no authority to intervene in the military.
“If you are discharged later, please contact me. I will treat you without regret.”
“Yes. I will.”
I made a sound that I didn’t mean. Ptelgar pointed his chin at the warlock’s corpse. The bodyguards standing in the back drag the corpse of the warlock.
“I’m a warlock, but I heard there’s no dark hole.”
“The battle was fierce.”
“Didn’t you steal it?”
“Never.”
“… Huh. Done. I’m not satisfied with catching and killing the warlock. I never thought Resistance Echoes would target me. Thinking about it again pisses me off.”
“…….”
Baron Ptelgar stretched out his short, thick arms toward the prostitutes. Prostitutes hug him with fake smiles. He glanced at me and said in a nervous voice.
“What are you looking at? Get out of here.”
He went outside, hiding his murderous intentions towards him.
