Chapter 438 Chaotic Morning
At the castle called the castle, it was the castle of Ethan who owned it, with many maids serving, and it was a sign of Ethan's great power, befitting a seventh-level magician who could shake the whole country. Frolas opened the door and walked in, kneeling down in front of him. Ethan didn't look up. "Say it." "Yes, Lord Bores is missing. Our people were killed, and it was Frieza who was acting as a guard." Ethan turned to look at Frolas with anger. "Then why are you here? Don't you go and investigate to find more information?" "From what I've observed and investigated, it seems that he is a very skilled lightning magician. Frieza's corpse had a shocked expression on his face, as if he had never encountered anything like this before. So I guessed that Frieza's opponent was very strong, so I came to report to ask for his opinion on what to do.".
Ethan looked at Frolas with anger. The teacup started to break into a splinter, staring at Frolas, thinking of killing him. "Find it for me. If I don't find my child today, You can prepare to take off your head. "Floras nodded. Ethan used wind magic to pull the sword placed on the bedside and floated in front of Floras. Floras took it in confusion. "What is this?" "That's a reward. If you can find my son, that's the reward. On the other hand, it's a sword that if you fail, prepare to kill yourself with. "Floras nodded in fear. "Thank you. I'll try my best. I'll definitely find Lord Borer." Floras stood up and walked out of the room in fear. "This bastard, how would I know where your son is? I wasn't there. Or should I run away now? This guy thinks I'm the one who did something wrong. Where else can I find him? There's no clue. I guess I'll have to run away. I'll sell this sword you gave me as a reward. It looks valuable. Huh, it was fine in the morning. Why did it suddenly turn into hell?" Floras left in frustration but didn't show it. If he did, Ethan would definitely cut off Floras's head.
Mariana, who was looking at Ethan who was drinking new tea by changing the glass, saw under Ethan's bed where a lot of gold treasures were hidden. It was a treasure box that kept the gold under the bed. Mariana looked at the table in another room and saw a report full of Ethan's research. Mariana looked towards Ethan's basement. There was a large red cauldron with a human man hanging on it. It seemed that Ethan was experimenting with something using humans as experimental tools. This human was a second-level mage. There were many small weapons floating in the cauldron. Mariana didn't think to mess with it too much. She went back to Ethan's room and looked around to find a map. While Mariana's body was being led by Shisser, Mariana who didn't see the map stopped exploring.
Mariana kept changing places at a fast pace. The reason why Mariana didn't stay outside the city and looked instead was simple. If you want to look very closely, there will be a magical aura that acts to prevent you from seeing through it. Mariana's solution is to get close to it so that you can explore conveniently. It is very difficult to see through the magic barrier. The white cube room is not always blocked by magic power, so there is a gap in the vision. Plus, Mariana is sitting and analyzing the white cube, so she can crack the code. It feels like she has lost her key and must use a formula to crack the lock. Mariana searched everywhere until she found the house of a human nobleman who was sitting in a chair writing. It was a fat man named Boren Venpharos. He had short red hair and luxurious clothes. He was a seventh-level magician and the city lord of this place. He looked at today's income report and smiled. "Hahaha, this place is really good. The money that those four groups sent was a lot. If they didn't send it, I would definitely be kicked out of the city. The taste of the money is really good. I don't know what Arthur was thinking, to give me this place. He's so stupid." There was a knock on the door. "Come in." It was Joden who opened the door and stood in front.
Boren told him to sit on the chair. "Sit down. What brings you here?" Joden nodded and told him to sit down. "According to our report, there seems to be a child in a white shirt who is clearly a child's age who came here. As I said yesterday." "That's what you said. What's going on? I don't know anything about it yet. There's no report that we've seen them." "No, it seems that this group of children has entered the city again." Boren was a little shocked. "Do you want me to mobilize my men to search for them?" "Yes, it's urgent. It was ordered directly by the Eighth Lord." "Did the Eighth Lord order it? We have to hurry." Boren thought slyly. "I'm not that guy's subordinate. If I want those children, I can do it myself. Don't expect to get any of my work. There's no way. This is my work." "Sure, I'll tell my subordinates." Joden nodded respectfully and walked out of the room. "Old man, are you trying to challenge the empire's authority? You're so shameless. Why did Lord Arthur let the city lord go? Just sending the Eighth Order alone can easily destroy this city. Moreover, this old man is openly committing evil. What the hell is he thinking? This city is not wanted by other races. Why keep it? » Joeden walked out with two subordinates following him.
In the royal palace, Arthur looked down into his castle and saw many children fighting with fun. There were wooden swords in their hands. The two children fighting were named Joan of Arc, short name Joan (the woman of victory or the one who carried the flag of victory). The woman with long golden hair reaching her shoulders held a wooden sword. She had two golden flag-shaped eyes in her eyes. Her opponent was named Claen (the clown or magician). This boy had short white hair, pink eyes, playing cards in both eyes, and he was smiling with his lips completely red, making it look like a smile. He held a wooden sword. "What do you say? Can you save this clown's hand?" "Don't talk nonsense. Victory is everything. Let's decide." The two of them ran and swung their wooden swords at each other with magic that strengthened the wooden swords. Boom, boom, boom. The two fought very evenly. The force of the collision created wind. The others cheered with fun. Arthur, who was watching, thought back to when he held the golden light box and put it on the grass in front of the castle. The castle was not Arthur's home, but Taratek's. The white box door opened and saw children in white clothes walking out non-stop. There were quite a few of them. They looked at Arthur cautiously. Taratek who was standing behind smiled. "They really are children. What are we going to do now? It's easier to get rid of them than to send them to their parents." Taratek asked with interest. Arthur looked at the children staring at Arthur cautiously. Joan of Arc walked out alone. A black spear with a black cloth tied to it like a flag stood in front of all the children. White clothes, number on the back 0079, level five mage.
Joan of Arc looked at Arthur without any fear. "What are the rest of the children going to do if we don't work together to get rid of these two? We'll all die, as you said." The others hesitated for a moment because they were afraid of Arthur who had a golden aura and golden eyes with light swords in both eyes staring at Joan of Arc without any interest. Joan of Arc who was very afraid of Arthur but still fought was about to use the fifth spell. Clan walked out and stood at the side, dragging a black wooden balloon along the ground. White clothes, number 0080, level five mage. Clan kept smiling. "I'll help you. If we don't cooperate, these two are too good." Klan walked over to stand beside Joan, smiling.
A child who was standing there, writing with great interest, number 0085, wearing a white shirt, holding a black pen, smiling while writing all the time. His blue hair was tied up to his waist, with a picture of that character in his eyes. He was a man named Beethoven (a musician named Beethoven), a level 5 mage. «Alright, a battle that requires cooperation to defeat an enemy who is very powerful. There are two of them. I have to join in, or else there's no way to escape. Especially this blond-haired man standing there, his aura is in a different dimension. If I run, I'll die, I have to fight. I wonder if my music career has to end like this. Hey, you said to defeat the enemy like this, who can handle it? There are only a handful of people who can be relied on, but there shouldn't be anyone to help, and anyone who dares to help is like committing suicide. Even I didn't think I would win, not to mention the other children who aren't the Black Ring children. At least, let me compose the best song first. I thought I didn't have to try anymore.» Beethoven wrote in his notebook, preparing to support Joan of Arc and Kelan to start a battle between three fifth-level sorcerers and two eighth-level sorcerers.
Chapter 65 Beethoven (Beethoven the Musician)
Chapter 106 Kelan (The Clown or Magician)