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Published at 24th of August 2022 07:01:30 AM


Chapter 750: Missing Talent, Part 129 - Edge 26

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"Grossfeld, do you know him?

"... yeah, a little before. I was asked to consult me when I was lost. We've had some discussions about magic."

"What kind of man?"

"In a nutshell, the man who was the furthest from the sorcerer but who tried to be the most sorcerer-like. I remember him as a very interesting and very intelligent man I hadn't met again in a long time, as a being who conceived contradictions within. And the third person I thought I was afraid of. By the way, the second one is the head of the regiment..."

"but?"

"The fourth was the escort of the woman who was next to him - did you say Lissie or something? I've never seen such a horrible woman. It's a mass of nothingness."

"Strong?

"Probably - no one will beat that one. I don't feel like fighting or anything like that."

"Hmm, I'd like to work with you once."

"All right, the regiment will be in danger of survival."

Seeing Valsas think a little fun, Grossfeld was seriously stopping for it. But Valsas' troubles were more serious than Grossfeld thought.

"But if they really take sides with the black magicians, they'll probably be fighting somewhere."

"What's that?"

"I've made up my mind, I'll drive them away without leaving them. This request made that clear. Sometimes they try to hire someone who's in power."

"Yeah? No way. How reckless to interact with those guys... though it's not even what started now. Speaking of which, who was your client this time?

No one knows their employer but Valsas as well as Grossfeld. There are a lot of things that I don't know because I don't really care about my employer all the time, but because Betts or Max are on their way, nature and the team will know about my employer.

But this time it was all done by Valsas alone, including the negotiations. That alone is a very rare thing. Because Valsas is inert, he usually leaves it to others to negotiate. And the employer, spoken from Valsas' mouth, was a totally unexpected opponent for Grossfeld.

My employer is Miranda, Archbishop of the Arnelian Church.

Tetrastine and Silence out of the bond of silence. It was Tetrastine who forced Silence out in the middle of nowhere, but he no longer seemed interested in Silence falling on his knees on the ground. When Tetrastine confirmed that there was no one around her, she reinforced the simple magic of soundproofing and blocking signs and deposited her back in the tree. They are already far from the fort of Kandert. Tetrastine was building a base for the transfer outside the fort, just in case. Of course, the destination is bounded and care is taken not to even reveal signs of metastasis.

Still, if a fairly high-ranking magician looks into it, it's possible he'll find it. We can only get out of here as soon as possible. In it, Tetrastine told him to throw up as he looked down at Silence.

"Recover quickly. I guess you're doing automatic healing magic (autoregeneration) anyway?

"Damn, damn. Damn!!

Silence was barking as if Tetrastine's words were out of his ear. He punches his head into a tree and bleeds out of his head with the impetus of healing magic in time. Seeing how it went, Tetrastine expressed her thoughts untouched.

"You usually have a cool face, but you're a very emotional man."

"Can this stay angry! To that hungry ghost who's just a human being, I'm the one who took the delay, right? One of the best witchcraft on the continent, this me! If only humans and others were manipulating me. So is that hungry ghost. It was supposed to be nothing more than a stage doll I performed, but not only did you turn your sword against me without permission, but you even scratched me and crawled to the ground... how would you kill me!

"What are you talking about, we are all dolls dancing on a stage called this continent. We cannot live with the loss of this earth, and in that sense we are nothing more than a dwarf being moved on the vast stage of this continent. Given the size of the stage, whether we're moving or being moved, nothing is going to change. Your claim is like a flower finally blooming in a tree laughing at a bud. Crap."

"Shut up!

Silence's unleashed blade of wind blushes Tetrastine's cheek and chops off the branches of the tree. There was a glimmer of blood on Tetrastine's cheek, but he seemed to not even care about it with a clear face. Silence stares at Tetrastine as he finishes punching his head into a tree.

Continued




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