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Published at 4th of February 2022 12:07:24 PM


Chapter 61: Episode 21. Tessing Underground Auction (4)

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'By now, he must be diligently calculating. Aside from believing I'm a real Veradin, I'm going crazy wondering if Jipple's home knows about this.’

He would have done it himself. People find a way to survive when they are in an extreme situation.

'But even if I'm sure I'm moving alone, you can't hit me recklessly.’

Neither the real Veradine Zipple, nor the impersonating Jean Looncandel. He can be seen as a magic genius of the century, but he is still a baby.

This means that even if a group of unregistered wizards of Tessing sticks to each other, they will not be able to escape the crisis. Without having to call for unregistered wizards, Alu was able to handle it by himself.

But Veradin is not the only one that Allu should be aware of.

"How good are Veradine Zipple's guards?"’

A young man with crooked eyes and a woman with a calm face. Assuming that Veradin was removed, the two most dangerous were the two.

It was not easily measured. Both of them seem like wizards because they don't feel like coming, but they might be masters at a level that completely hides their strength.

"And Jet, you come here. Don't keep lying there."

"Yay! Nari."

"My face is all over the place. I guess I got hit by my name, didn't I?"

"Oh, my God. I'm fine. Never mind a guy like me. Take a look at the family affairs."

"Really? I get it. Let's do that."

Jet was upset at the moment, but he is not a worthy opponent.

"What are you doing? Allu. Hurry up and bring the books and the list."

"Yes, Mr. Veradin. Hey! Didn't everyone hear Veradin? Hurry up and run!"

The tessing members on the edge scattered like ants. After a while, the books and lists they brought were over ten volumes, but all were superficial records.

"This is all we have at the auction house for now, Mr. Veradin. The really important documents are kept in my house's magic vault...….”

A clouded alu looked at the end of his words for a moment.

"Can I go and get it myself? You just have to wait a minute."

"Haha... what a mess. Don't you understand the situation?"

"Mr. Veradin. Not that."

"Who are you trying to wipe out with your bare bones? If I send it alone to find the books, I'll destroy the important documents, and I'll call your brother-in-law to see if I'm real and why I'm here?"

It was a regular song.

Alu had no choice but to throw it even though he knew it was an obvious plan. Allu, whose ears turned red in an instant, only looked at Jin's toes with his head down.

"Puhaha... Allu. You must think you're embarrassed. All right, do it that way. Go alone. Do everything you can while you're back. Keep in mind that it's in the palm of the Zipple."

As soon as I heard that, Alu's face turned earthly.

It was because Alu's remarks were misleading.

'Alone... ...not alone. I was wrong. There's already a whole bunch of jipple wizards out there...…!’

A meaningful smile hung around Jin's mouth. It was a smile that originated from the conviction that Allu would misunderstand like this.

"Well, I made a slip of the tongue. I'll go with the person you put it on."

"Get the hell out of here. I hope you'll behave wisely from now on, Spider-Hand Alu. I'll just have to check the warehouse in the meantime.”

Allu erased his stunned expression. From now on, if you could see Veradin well, maybe you could survive.

"......it'll take about two hours, Mr. Veradin. Show Veradin the warehouse while I'm away."

Allu exited the auction house with a solemn face. Now all that was left in the hall was Tessing's members and Chin's party.

A few sensible executives approached and immediately began to guide Jean to the warehouse.

"There are quite a few items in Boss's house and villa, but there is only one official warehouse in our Tessing auction house. Please come this way."

It was a funny guy. As soon as the boss is on the verge of collapse, he secretly announces embezzlement charges by talking about his "goods at his house and villa."

How would all of them react if they knew they were fake? A false laugh came out.

It was the first time to see Tessing's underground auction house warehouse. One floor down from the auction house, the warehouse immediately began, a structure consisting of a total of three floors.

There were slaves on the first floor, magic books on the second floor, and artifacts on the third floor. It was much larger than expected and systematically classified, so Jin and his party were deeply embarrassed.

The slaves did not respond to strangers. I wasn't on drugs yet because I wasn't on the auction block, but I didn't really have any hope.

"I'll be out, so call me when you need me."

As soon as the Tessing official went out, Jet began to make a fuss.

"I knew from the start that he was extraordinary! I didn't know you were a child of the Zipple family. Sir, please give me a chance to show my sincerity. I'll take anything."

"Good idea. Then the slaves on the first floor from now on. Investigate the origin and the real name. Later in the family, a man will come out and take them."

"Ah! Yes, I see what you mean. I'll do it right away.”

Zipple strictly prohibits slave trade externally. Of course, there are so many people who buy and sell people like this, but as long as they don't get caught unlucky.

Even the people at the bottom need to know the fun of eating bean powder.

"Little boy, what are you going to do? From what I see, that Alu, I'm sure you'll come back after confirming that you're a fake."

"That's right, maybe it will."

Outside, there are no jipple wizards that Allu imagines. Allu will pay attention to where they are watching him all the time, and will sneak in touch with his acquaintances after realizing that it was an illusion.

To Veradine Zipple's appearance, and to acquaintances who might know his present location. It was only a matter of time before Jin's identity was revealed.

"Why did someone who knew that make Jet investigate the slave hogu? If we run away, that's it, but he's a dead man anyway."

"No, the paper with the slaves' origins and their real names on it will save Zet. If you write your slave list to the Zipple's home and give it to the Imperial Newsletter, the test will be over. Even if we're fake.”

If public opinion moves, even a jeep can no longer tolerate this place.

I will send my own elite wizards to rescue the slaves, wipe out Tessing, and start correcting the rotten Arkin.

It was a natural result as the brilliant image of the name "Jipple" should be prioritized over the bribery bags of family members.

'The hypocrisy will make them move.'

Jean intends to jot down the name of the correspondent. That way, Jipple will protect you as a witness.

Of course, Jet will also suffer from investigations by the Imperial Investigation Agency and Jipple, but since he has a strong instinct for survival, chances are high that he will only spit out testimony in his favor.

For example, 'There was no such thing as a veradine impersonator in Arkin, and I was just disillusioned with Tessing, who was dealing with slaves, so I wrote a letter.'

I don't take care of Jet because he's pretty. He thought of his young son, who was only two years old.

When witness protection begins, Jet will naturally end his life in the back alleys and spend the rest of his life with his son in a quiet, nameless land.

It was never a bad future for their rich. No, there was no better future than before the regression. Not to Zet, to the child.

The boy, who was so gentle and nice, was following his father's path after all.

"Well, that's good, let's say things go your way. And then what's next?

"What's next? I'm going to run free shopping before Alu gets back. It's the job for Zipple to take care of the rest. You choose a magic book to use on the second floor. Me and Gilly will sort the artifacts from the third floor."

"Wow... Master. Are we going to continue to choose this reckless behavior every time to time? This nanny can't help but be shocked.”

"I'll take it as a compliment, Gilly. Let's get started."

In the Rutero Magic Federation, artifacts are basically treated more precious than wizards.

Therefore, it is often the case to get a good ancient wizard from such an auction house, but rarely to get a high-quality artifact.

The Artifact warehouse on the third floor was as good as a dump in Jin's eyes. It was amazing that only one masterpiece was hidden between the crude artifacts that could not be given.

It didn't take much time to find the Ring Artifact, the Devil's helmet. Between the old stockings in the corner of the warehouse, only the smallest box was opened.

'This is it!

A figure with a small ruby embedded in a low-quality silver ring.

When I put it on my left index finger while suppressing the cheers, I could feel the magic of the ring dancing on my finger.

The mana, unlike the general one, is intangible. It was as if dozens of real snakes were twisting their fingers, and slowly shifting mana swirled Jean's head.

And completely permeated.

"Exemplary wizards can't help but think of this effect as just a minor boost to mana. So it's been treated like nothing."

Now whenever Jean wants, the mana that permeates her head will form a pitch as black as pitch.

It was a force that could not be noticed at once without such an artifact as this or a loss of horsepower.

'Open the pitch.'

Fluttering!

As a test, black mana began to unfold in no time. Mana made lines and noodles by myself and stuck to my face.

It doesn't take a second for the pitch to be completed. The completed pitching was a structure that completely covered the face, with only the pores and eyes showing, and stretched to the neck.

It is shaped like a sharp, thin, and stylish horn from both ears.

Jin, who released the pitch before Gilly was surprised to see it, smiled contentedly.

'I didn't know I'd get this from the start.’

I found the ring, so I don't have to waste time on the third floor.

"Gilly, I think there's only trash here. Let's go to Murakan, too."

"Well, I don't think there's much that stands out as a magic stranger. But just in case, I'm going to pack some jewelry artifacts that look like money-losing."

The situation on the warehouse side of the magic book was similar. I searched every corner for O Henserk's legacy, but nothing was available until Jet found out both the place of origin and the real name of the slaves.

"Little boy, you got Chen Mi's magic book anyway, so you don't have to be more greedy. Let's get going."

It was an hour after Allu left. When they came back to the auction house, they greeted the losing party like a bargain.

"Jet, that's enough. You've got to go."

"Yay, Nari. I'll be waiting at the inn. Haha, don't forget this Jet's credit."

"What's with the ball, the guy who tried to sell us off?"

"Oh, forget about the past. Thanks to Veradin, you jet! I was reborn as a completely new person.”

Jean burst into a bland smile.

"Yes... let's forget the past, Akin's big shot Jet. Give me your ear for a moment."

"Old."

As Jet drew his ears close, he whispered in a low voice.

'I'm not Veradine Zipple. So from now on, take your son and run away diligently. To the Beacon Empire. I assure you, if you do so, you can survive."

As a jettison, it was a story that could not be better than a bolt from the blue.




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