The Returner Wants Complete Victory

14 – 014. Head-on breakthrough

As expected, it is an unfamiliar ceiling.

I told Eunha that she would faint for 2-3 days, but it was probably only the second day.

Unlike bones, which become stronger when broken and put back together, the core is in the best condition at first and becomes unstable the more you strain it.

This is probably correct as it is a diagnosis made by an expert who exploded his core as if it were a special move every time he made a mistake.

“How many days has it been?”

I naturally asked Seongho Kim, who was sitting next to the bed.

Seongho Kim was looking at me with a very complicated expression.

“… “It’s been two days.”

As if he didn’t know where to start, he took a long time to choose his words and then opened his mouth cautiously.

“First of all, I would like to thank you for saving our lives that day.”

“What. “I did it to save my life.”

“But, um… . “Do you have any questions?”

does not exist.

I personally saw that Raven ran away, and the knights who arrived late probably chased her after that.

Couldn’t have killed it. He’s not the kind of guy who will die that easily.

And I am the one who knows my current state of body better than anyone else.

“yes. “Isn’t that what you’re curious about?”

Rather, shouldn’t the other party be the one asking the question?

Even if I were in the other person’s position, I think there would be a lot of things I wanted to ask.

As expected, Kim Seong-ho poured out words as if he had been waiting for my question.

“yes. That’s right. Since Jinwoo showed an unexpected side of himself, there is a lot of interest here and there. “Not only the mercenaries from Earth like us, but also the natives of this world are showing great interest.”

I expected this.

The title Jinwoo was a bit burdensome, but when I think about it, I don’t have a proper title to call myself right now, so I decided to do it.

“So?”

“Among them, there is one who came under the king’s command. I don’t know if you know, but most of the countries in this world are monarchy-based centralized systems… .”

Seongho Kim trailed off and studied my expression.

I was wondering if I was ignorant about Proa.

Although he showed off a magic that could be said to be the ultimate in light magic, it is also true that he was just a chick doing a tutorial.

“Yes, let’s say so.”

I was going to tell you everything later anyway, but I didn’t want to waste energy so I gave a cursory answer.

Kim Seong-ho must have sensed this as well and continued speaking with a shy smile.

“Could you please come with me right now?”

“Sure, whatever. Can we have something to eat before then? “I’m hungry.”

*

Unfortunately my request was not accepted.

Kim Seong-ho, being an intellectual, naturally tried to grant my request, but the otherworldly barbarians guarding the door dragged me straight to a mansion.

After waiting in the living room of the mansion for about 5 minutes, two men came in.

A middle-aged gentleman wearing a monocle and a nerdy-looking old man wearing a loose robe and a funny conical hat.

The person with the monocle offered me a handshake.

“This is Leste Emur, the lord of Emur here.”

“This is Won Jin-woo. “Who is this person?”

I stood up, accepted the handshake, and turned my attention to the old man next to me.

“I am Rookwood, Lord of the White Tower.”

The old man next to me slumped down in his chair without even making eye contact, let alone shaking hands, and spoke.

Looking at Rookwood like that, Leste smiled awkwardly.

Wizards are often eccentric by nature, and great people who become magic tower lords are like a culmination of that eccentricity.

He’ll probably show a similar attitude in front of the king.

Looking at his actions before returning, I remember that he was just a bad person at dealing with people, but was actually a pretty good person both in terms of skills and personality.

I said as I sat down on the chair across from him.

“Are you the one who came under the king’s command?”

Rookwood nodded to my question.

“I didn’t want to get involved in this, but I heard that you summoned Romune, so there was nothing I could do. “What happened?”

If you ask me what happened, what answer should I give you?

So I answered the question exactly as I felt it now.

“What?”

“Romune is the beginning and end of light magic. And everyone who reaches the end has their name and achievements engraved on the central pillar of the White Tower. But I have never even heard the name Won Jin-woo in my 90 years. “Where on earth did you learn magic?”

Rookwood didn’t show any signs of displeasure despite my insincere answer.

All I see in his eyes is pure curiosity about my existence.

How should I answer?

This is a problem I kept thinking about as I arrived at the mansion.

Maybe I’ve been vaguely thinking about it ever since I defeated the lycanthrope one-on-one.

It is not okay to say that you have regressed.

I might be able to avoid the situation right away, but I was sure I would be bothered here and there.

I am not at the level of predicting the future, but I am someone who has truly seen the future, so everyone will want to ask me something.

In particular, the biggest problem is that we cannot know what action Irene will take.

However, saying ‘I don’t know, it just works’ didn’t seem like a good choice either.

Maybe they’ll drag him to the underground interrogation room to tell him the truth?

In the end, I brought out a report of imputation that could shut the mouths of all the wizards in the world and even the gods.

“I’m not allowed to say anything by contract.”

I’m not particularly good at lying.

I don’t even have the confidence to make up a story that makes sense.

In that case, it’s best to keep your mouth shut.

Rookwood’s expression, which had been full of curiosity, hardened slightly at my answer.

“Who is the contract with?”

“I’m not allowed to say anything by contract.”

“What is the timing of the contract? past? Or the future? “Did you gain that power now as a result of the contract you made in the future?”

“I’m not allowed to say anything by contract.”

“What is the price of the contract? “What did you put on the scale?”

“I’m not allowed to say anything by contract.”

In response to my answer being repeated like a parrot, Rookwood gave me an intense look as if he was trying to see through my thoughts.

Is that the look in the eyes of an old man over 90 years old? At that level, do you think you would still whip the cane against your disciples?

“… Yes, there is nothing we can do about it if it is a contract. It’s not because I don’t want to talk about it. But, as you know, there are a lot of suspicions about wizards. “Can I please check?”

After saying that, Rookwood took out a short wand from his arms.

“Lord Rookwood!”

Next to him, Leste jumped up in surprise, but Rookwood was stubborn.

“However much.”

I nodded calmly.

In any case, this is an issue that needs to be addressed at least once to use this method.

Rather, it was a profitable business if someone of this level of authority could prove what I said.

The only problem is how to get through this situation where it is clear that mental magic will be used without being detected… .

I’m not a criminal, so I’m not going to use all-out mind control.

I’ll use light magic that won’t leave any aftereffects. At that level, you can respond without being detected.

“Achill-Lerain.”

As expected, the simple magic of reading the surface of consciousness unfolded.

To answer a question, even if you have to lie, you have to remember it first. This is the magic that uses it.

The moment I tried to secretly use magic to respond,

– The trait, [Clear Mind (S)] has been awakened!

3. Characteristics

▷ Clear mind (S)

Becomes immune to all magic and curses that interfere with the mind.

I felt my mind becoming clearer with the message that I had awakened my characteristics.

Rookwood looked embarrassed, and I, who never thought the trait would bloom, felt embarrassed too.

sobriety.

It’s a trait that was awakened when I was heavily attacked by a group of Specters during the first round, but I never thought I’d get it back like this.

“… “I guess it’s a real contract.”

Rookwood let out a sob as he realized that his magic had been completely destroyed for no particular reason.

Having too much knowledge actually became poison.

As far as he knew, the phenomenon of mental magic being ejected without any particular reason could only be compulsory, such as a contract or a dependency curse.

Because I had learned so much, I couldn’t believe there was something I didn’t know, so I got stuck in it.

“I’m sorry. “I have a rather suspicious personality.”

“I understand.”

Rather, it was a situation that could be said to be a blessing in disguise.

I realized that I would be completely free from this type of interrogation in the future, and I also got a clue on how to regain the characteristics I had during the first round.

It seems that the original characteristics are awakened at the slightest opportunity.

It was a pleasant variable.

“I understand that you are bound by a contract. Well then, tell me this. What is your purpose? “If you can’t even tell me this, the kingdom can’t fully trust you.”

When I was gathering my thoughts after achieving some success, Rookwood opened his mouth as if it were the last time.

Where had his initial curious gaze gone? Rookwood was now looking at me with a serious expression.

Although I didn’t actually say anything, it seemed like he had concluded through the conversation that I had made a contract with an unusual being.

“Can you believe what I say?”

Rookwood burst into laughter at my question.

“I have to believe it, what should I do?”

I, too, was able to laugh at that refreshing attitude.

“I am the death of an ancient evil god.”

“And I want a complete victory where no one dies.”