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If you ask who the biggest slumlord of the old days is, people will always name the one-legged girl congresswoman Connell.
But if you ask why Cornell is the best, no one can give a proper answer.
The titles of redevelopment association chairman and council member were all merely terms used to somehow insert her intangible power into the imperial system.
“Someday, a warrior’s death.”
“Someday, I will die a warrior’s death!”
If we were to write down the name of the power that Cornell possessed, it would probably be the priest of the branch of the Amon Church in the capital.
Amon, the god of wolves and warriors revered in the North.
The girl with the heart of a warrior was chosen by Amon to be given the honor of raising warriors.
Diana was the boy chosen by the girl.
“Mr. Cornell, as I told you last time, I will be out for a few days.”
“Do as you wish, Die. But be careful. These are dark times in many ways. Have you heard the story about the mad wizard?”
“Don’t worry. You’re not going to run into that scoundrel Valencian, are you? Haha.”
“That could be the case.”
He has brown hair and brown eyes, is 16 years old, the same age as Cornell, and has been a member of the Amon Church for 8 months this month.
However, he grew quickly and was accepted into the 2nd combat unit in a short period of time, and has now become a full-fledged warrior.
“I will return safely.”
Dee left the old slums and ran down the street.
It was a considerable distance in the hot month of August, but Amon's followers considered it a sin to take a carriage where they could run.
Diana reached the learning distance in little less than an hour.
I wet a towel at a streetside water fountain, wiped my face and neck, and looked around the bustling area to find the meeting place.
'It's always crazy here.'
There were a lot of people in the slums, but it was different from there.
There was a strange sense of excitement and fear for tomorrow, a unique atmosphere for academy cadets with an open future.
I longed for that, but I hated this place.
“You know that crazy wizard this time? Have you actually heard the rumors about him being an eroder?”
“What? Does that make sense?”
“Is it true? If Grand Duke Valencian told the nobles that the invaders had appeared, they would all turn away, so he hid it.”
“I heard it was Valencian’s own play. He said he set fire to the area between the magic street and our learning street, and then blamed it on us.”
“That could be true. We fight every day because of this cramped space, and you don’t do anything about it.”
“Hey. Hey. Here come the police officers. Watch your mouth.”
Diana listened to the cadets' stories for a moment, then went into a cafe.
Perhaps because it was a place of learning, rumors spread quickly.
The academy was on summer break, but the cafe was crowded with cadets struggling with their graduation assignments as usual.
In the meantime, Diana found the people she had promised to meet.
* * *
There were already four people gathered at the table, excluding Dié.
A blue-haired swordsman with a cheerful appearance and a longsword.
A black-haired magic student with a gloomy expression and a wooden cane.
A seminarian with a kind face, wearing a seminary uniform and a headscarf.
A middle-aged man wearing glasses with a strict but righteous look.
There was a moment of silence between them, and then the magic student with a gloomy expression opened his mouth.
“I’m Odelli. I study magic at St. Serenade Academy. Can I call you Di…?”
“Yes, Sister Audrey.”
Audrey said, lowering her voice slightly.
“As you may have heard, I believe that the explosions that have occurred over the past few days were not the work of a mad wizard, but of an encroacher.”
Dee nodded, and Audrey continued.
“There was an accident near the Street of Learning a while ago. There was a green explosion, and the studio next to mine completely collapsed. Fortunately, I survived, but the fire spread and the grimoire I was studying was completely burned.”
"……oh my god."
Dea had a vague idea of what the Grimoire meant to the wizard.
As I was expressing my condolences in my heart, the blue-haired swordsmanship student opened his mouth.
“Hello, Die. I’m Christian. I’m like Odelli. There was an explosion, and my friend was badly injured. He was treated by the priest, but there were too many injured to fully recover.”
After that, Di heard the stories of the seminarians and the merchants.
The seminarians stepped forward out of pure indignation, while merchants said their expensive cargo was destroyed in the explosion.
“Die. How did you end up here?”
Christian asked Dié, and Dié looked each of them in the eye and answered.
“You know… … I come from the slums. You know how dangerous a place it is.”
"okay."
“Thanks to Mr. Cornell, we got a chance to revive. Large workshops were created here and there. But because of the explosion, one of the workshops closed down. Many people were injured and killed, and the damage was huge. The penalty for sending them was no joke. Mr. Cornell begged and begged, but if we make a mistake… … .”
Diana's voice trailed off, and Christian spoke with a determined expression.
“Die. We all suffered because of that ‘Evader.’ Let’s join forces and prove that he is not a mad wizard, but an Evader. Let’s report him to the police and the church.”
Dee asked, pretending to hesitate.
The world made the boy into a man, and he knew that being a hero came with a price, and that price was sometimes borne by those around him.
“Is there any way to find it?”
Audrey nodded.
She spoke with a slight stutter.
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“The eroder was given power by the Old One. However, Old Ones that wield green flames are rare. If we first identify which Old One it is, we can track it down.”
The seminarian said, blinking his innocent eyes.
“I have a copy of the Index of Forbidden Books.”
* * *
“Aini. The old one with the green torch. It must be this guy.”
“I think that’s right. It’s rare to see something this old with such an emphasis on green, and it’s said to have enough firepower to burn down a city or castle.”
The seminarian's Index of Forbidden Books was useful, and Amon's follower, Dié, and the magic student, Odelli, quickly found the answer.
Christian asked Odelli.
“Audrey. So now you can find it? This easily?”
Audrey couldn't answer easily.
He shrugged his shoulders, looked around slightly, and then turned his body towards the magic distance.
“That… … It’s hard for me to find it myself. There’s no book or reagent… … .”
"then?"
“I know someone who knows how to find it instead. He’s on Magic Street… … Horse. You shouldn’t report him.”
The seminarian had a gentle smile on his face.
“I’ve already taken out the Index of Forbidden Books, so why would I hesitate? If what I’m doing goes against the will of the God of Light, you would have already told me.”
Her eyes flashed with gunfire and madness, and for a moment, Odelli and Diana swallowed dryly.
The place Odelli took them was a deep alley in the magic street.
A place where three-headed cats chase five-tailed mice, snakes take their masters for walks, and the smoke of reagents and strangely colored fog never dissipate.
Hoses looked around and spoke refreshingly and firmly.
“Everyone feels like they’re about to be burned at the stake.”
Christian also couldn't deny it easily.
“Audrey. You might get some good information here, but it’s hard to meet good people.”
“Yeah, yeah. I think so too.”
Audrey entered a house that didn't even have a sign hanging.
The house was also filled with the smoke of the reagents, and Dee sensed a similar but more ominous aura from the old wizard sitting half-asleep in the rocking chair in the living room, similar to that of Cornell and the senior combatants.
Dier, Christian, and Hoz looked at Odelli, and Odelli trembled as if her gaze was burdensome, then ran to the wizard with quick steps and began to talk to him.
Although Dee couldn't hear the details, the wizard must have said something big because he suddenly woke up.
The old wizard brandished his wand and shouted.
“I can’t! I can’t! None of you can make me take that risk!”
Then the middle-aged merchant moved.
The merchant took a quick look around the shabby house, then took a large leather pouch out of his bosom and placed it on the table.
With a “charrur” sound, half-silver, silver, and half-gold coins poured down.
The merchant chuckled, showing his gold teeth and flipping a half-gold coin.
“Even if we can’t do it, can’t they?”
Greed flashed in the old wizard's eyes.
But the old wizard never came this way.
“… … It’s too dangerous.”
Die's appearance reminded him of the people of the old slums.
I also remembered what Cornell had said.
In fact, this street was successful thanks to the power of the slum people. They believed they couldn't do it, so they didn't even think about trying. I just gave them hope that they could.
Because I have to.
“Magician.”
“Little one. Go back and sleep with your mother.”
“Mom is dead.”
"……sorry."
Dee opened her mouth calmly.
“The wizard is right. It is dangerous. But it is also necessary.”
“… … .”
“The Corruptor is roaming the capital. People are getting hurt and dying, and the streets are on the verge of collapse, and His Majesty the Emperor, Archduke Valencian, General Barbatos, and the local nobles are doing nothing. I can’t stand by and watch. Wizard, please help me. Magic is a miraculous power.”
The old wizard and Odelli shook their heads.
“Magic is not a miracle, it is something that moves according to precise calculations and laws.”
But, the old wizard continued speaking, sighing.
“It seems the wizard’s heart has been moved. You say it’s the old one? Yes. Just wait about two hours.”
The old wizard returned to the second floor with Odelli.
Two hours later, the two came down, and the old wizard was bleeding profusely from his nose, eyes, mouth, and ears.
Christian immediately stood up and tried to support him, while Hoz prepared the healing light.
The old wizard pushed Christian away and turned away from Horse.
“This is a problem with the mana circuit! Get rid of that light. If you force it to heal with divine power, you may never be able to use magic again! Get rid of that light!”
"yes yes!"
“Audrey. Get out of here now. Don’t you come back ever again!”
* * *
The five left the wizard's house as if they were being chased out, and Odelli was holding something precious in her handkerchief.
She recited the spell in a small voice.
“The line of light and blood will lead me.”
Something glowed and died down inside the handkerchief.
Odelli took out a vial containing red liquid from her bosom and recited the spell once more.
“The line of light and blood will lead me!”
Another green light flashed inside the handkerchief, and Odelli blinked, looking into space.
Diego Christian and Hoz also knew that it was only Odelli who was the senior.
"let's go!"
'Mr. Cornell, I'll find the real culprit, and the eroder's insurance will pay out.'
'I will take revenge with my sword.'
'Oh, light.'
The five ran for a while, and Odeli stopped in front of a four-story stone building, out of breath.
It was a shabby lodging facility that could not be called a hotel, but too luxurious to be called an inn.
“Here… … the line stopped.”
Odelli stood with her back against the wall, barely out of breath, Christian cautiously approached the entrance, and the merchant checked the back door.
At that moment, Dee instinctively looked up at the sky.
Because I remembered the training I did with my seniors.
“Up!”
Someone was running on the roof.
Hoses clasped his hands together, squeezed his eyes shut, and shouted.
“Light of exorcism and discernment!”
A bright divine power flashed, and the hood covering Inyoung was removed.
“!”
At that moment, Diana saw clearly.
The face of a boy about my age.
The covetable platinum blonde hair that is a symbol of royalty.
'Didn't the royal family almost all die a few months ago?'
Deen ran after him and shouted.
“Christian, follow me! Horse. Report this to the sheriff!”
* * *
“Sir! There’s an encroacher over there!”
“What? Where are you?”
“Erosor?”
The seminary uniform gave a powerful sense of faith to those who wore it.
Hoses ran around the area, telling every constable and police officer she encountered what she had seen.
Looking at the back of her head, a man wearing a uniform similar to that of a police chief muttered.
“The Encroacher… … said that the Imperial Family was nothing but a mad wizard. I think Your Majesty would like that.”
The uniforms of the elite musketeers under the command of Iron Lord Marcus were strikingly similar to those of the police chiefs.