I Became God of War’s Youngest Disciple - Chapter 368



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Episode 368

Ozma placed his outstretched hand on her waist and muttered in an annoyed voice.

“I don’t know why there are so many uninvited guests barging in without notice today. It’s tiring.”

I blinked my eyes.

Just a moment ago, a strange aura had enveloped his entire body, but now it had subsided somewhat. Not just his momentum, but his expression as well.

Is it my imagination that this woman named Ozma seems to be watching Seren’s every move?

“I told you not to do anything conspicuous.”

“That’s what it is. It’s a place where only we can enter, and it’s just quietly squatting.”

“Is that so? So the girl over there is a new member of the witches’ guild?”

Seren sneered.

“That’s funny. You found another suitable candidate in the meantime.”

What else is suitable?

A candidate for the witch’s guild, something like that.

Questions were gathering like clouds, but first I had to clear up an unpleasant misunderstanding.

“I’m a man.”

“… … .”

Seren snorted for a moment.

Ozma said.

“Even though he looks like that on the outside, I don’t know what his insides look like. It wouldn’t be strange if he was a man with a burly body of about two meters.”

“What is that… … ?”

“They’re hiding their appearance as magic tools. We were just checking. Shouldn’t we know what they’re up to?”

“… … .”

Seren’s eyebrows, which had been raised sharply, slightly drooped, which was not a good development for me.

If even Seren turns her back on me here, I feel like I’ll be having another annoying fight with that woman named Ozma.

“I admit that I’ve been hiding. But it was for my own personal reasons, not to deceive you. If that crazy woman hadn’t kidnapped me in the first place, we wouldn’t have met.”

As I pointed to Dorothy and explained the situation, Seren frowned again.

“Is that true? That you kidnapped me?”

“… I didn’t know.”

Ozma slowly averted his gaze.

“Honestly, I don’t care what the other members are doing. But since they’ve already done it, there’s nothing I can do. That guy is from the Badniker side.”

“… Badniker?”

Then Seren looked at me with a complicated expression.

“Why? Is something bothering you?”

“No, that’s not it… … . I’ve just been seeing it a lot in the South lately.”

“You didn’t smell anything, did you?”

“Well, their intelligence is excellent, but they don’t have much influence in remote areas like the South… … .”

Seren, who had been responding briefly, glanced at me and said.

“Anyway, is that why you tried to silence me?”

“How could that be? I also don’t want to fight with the Iron Blood. I just wanted to touch your brain a little.”

“Memory manipulation. That has less than a 50% success rate.”

“Isn’t it better to be an idiot than to die?”

Seren sighed.

It’s a reaction that seems to indicate that there is no communication.

In the meantime, I was also trying to sort out the situation in my own way.

‘Seren and the Witch’s Coven were already acquainted.’

Since when has it been like this?

In the South, did he get connected while working as the Master of the Information Guild? Or did he know them before that?

Whenever something like this happens, I always assume the worst… … .

It didn’t look good at all that Seren was friendly with the [Abnaham Witch Society], which was currently cooperating with the church.

‘Could it be that guy?’

The Seren Goodspring I saw was a grumbling, but sane girl with a sound mind.

He’s a guy who’s a role model for heroes. Although he himself would deny it with a disgusted expression.

But I know.

What I’m saying is that there are very few talented people who would willingly risk their lives to save a complete stranger.

So, if Seren had turned to the cult, it would have been quite a shock to me as well.

And then Seren, who had been struggling, finally opened her mouth.

“Just let it go.”

As expected, I believed in it.

Of course, it goes without saying that the atmosphere around him became cold as soon as he said those words.

Dorothy was the first to speak.

“Should we just let it go? Without even erasing the memories?”

“yes.”

“That’s funny. If you go there and tell Delak everything you saw and heard today, will you be responsible if the Witch’s Coven is made public as an Imperial public figure?”

“The reason why the Abnaham Witch Society has been involved in shamanic practices for a long time without being a target of purge is because they have maintained good conduct. This issue is certainly not something to be taken lightly, but it is not serious enough to become an imperial public enemy.”

“… … ?”

At that moment, I felt a strange sense of discomfort.

‘Not at the level of an imperial public enemy?’

Are you saying that you colluded with the religious order?

That can’t be true.

I watched the situation quietly, and one possibility occurred to me.

no way…….

I wasn’t sure, so I opened my mouth with a look of bewilderment.

“Well, if conspiring with the religious order to bring down the Demon King isn’t a serious problem, then what is it that is serious?”

“… … .”

-Squeak, and so on.

It sounded like something was freezing.

It wasn’t just a metaphor, it was real.

Seren’s robes were fluttering. Her blue eyes had a frosty air about them.

Is this the protection of a forgotten god?

I’m talking about the power of a gentleman named Frost or something.

“The Demon King has descended? Did I just hear that correctly?”

Looking at that chilling face, I think my guess was correct.

Seren was working with them, but she didn’t know that this group of witches had crossed the line in their actions.

However, the members of the witches’ coven were not greatly alarmed.

Ozma sighed deeply.

“That’s what happened.”

“That’s what happened. What are you talking about now-”

“I know that. But what can I do? There’s no other way.”

Ozma, who had been laughing, continued speaking in an empty voice.

“I searched the entire empire. I consulted with the masters of magic, I recruited all the talented ones I could find, I deciphered tens of thousands of records from ancient kingdoms… … But it was meaningless. The empire can no longer be our source of inspiration.”

“So you’re saying you’re going to stick to the church?”

“Yes. The Demon King and the Black Cult Leader might be able to give us the answer. They are the experts on the other world after all. Summoning demons is essentially calling in beings from another world.”

“It’s not a sane way. If tens or hundreds of millions of people die in the process-.”

“It’s unfortunate, but honestly, we don’t know. We’re strangers anyway.”

Ozma tilted his head.

“Don’t you think so too?”

“… … .”

Seren took a deep breath.

The momentum that had been sweeping like a cold north wind has also slightly faded.

Ozma shrugged.

“Of course, that’s what you say. I have no intention of standing by and watching the massacre. The best method is the ‘method’ you suggested. While we’re on the subject, have you made any progress in repairing the Ooparts?”

“… … .”

When Seren remained silent, Ozma smiled as if he hadn’t expected anything like that.

“I knew it. Even the most skilled dwarf craftsman wouldn’t be able to repair something he’s never seen before. Okay. Is that enough? Get out of the way. Hurry up and finish up and get some rest.”

Seren sighed openly and looked at me.

The blue eyes were difficult to read emotions readily.

“… I will persuade this boy well. I will make sure that he never gets to the Iron Blood Lord’s ears.”

“That’s funny. There’s nothing more meaningless than a verbal promise.”

“Then what, is it something like the ‘Oath of Mana’?”

“What are you talking about?”

“… I guess there’s no such convenient setting. What a shitty worldview.”

Seren clicked her tongue, muttered something incomprehensible, and looked at me.

“Do you see the door behind me?”

“I can see it.”

“If you see an opening, jump right in.”

“… … .”

“… … .”

The surroundings became quiet as the words were spoken openly.

Those surrounding them let out a dumbfounded sigh.

“Are you serious? You’re going to split up with us just to save that one kid? It’s not like we’re going to kill hundreds or thousands of people, but you’re just going to mess with the brain of one kid, and you can’t tolerate that?”

“That’s not the issue. The important thing is that this boy is innocent. They kidnap people based on their mood, and when they don’t like it, they erase their memories and send them back… … .”

Seren twisted the corner of her mouth sarcastically.

“… Are you kidding me right now?”

“… … .”

“I joined hands with you because I thought you were a group that knew the right thing to do. If we start to disagree on trivial matters like this, it will be difficult to work together in the future. Every time this happens again, we will clash, have conflicts, and eventually end up at odds. Rather, I think now is the right time to cut ties.”

Then Dorothy smiled and said.

“Ozma, what are you worrying about? You’re singing a song asking me to kill you, so just do whatever you want.”

“You shouldn’t make a decision lightly. Sihyeon’s knowledge is… extremely unique.”

“Then why don’t you do what you’re good at? Capture them, neutralize them, and then squeeze them.”

“Don’t talk like it’s a panacea. Memory manipulation is a very delicate process. When extracting complex information, there are bound to be omissions. It’s common for it to break down when the process is over.”

“Then? Should we just let them both go?”

“…hmm.”

Ozma sighed.

“That won’t do. There’s nothing we can do. Let’s capture them both and think about it.”

“You should come out like that.”

Dorothy looked at us with a satisfied smile, and the rest of the group surrounded us.

There was silence for a moment.

As the situation was getting worse, I glanced at Seren.

‘How tall is this guy now?’

Last time I saw him, his level was ridiculous, and at the very least, someone like Mir with Mjolnir would have to be at least as good as him to have a chance at winning in this shitty situation.

If it gets to that point, I can just fight as Luan and kill or capture all of these guys…

‘… No, but wait a minute.’

The head that had been rolling around suddenly stopped.

… Silence?

And then I noticed that the vibrations that had been making the tower shake had completely disappeared.

At first, I thought it was Seren who had caused the vibrations and invaded the tower… … .

If you think about it a little more, it’s strange.

Although they are now enemies, Seren and the Witch’s Coven were originally allies.

Of course, there is no need to attack the tower, which is the witches’ hideout, as if destroying it.

Because they probably gave you some kind of entry ticket.

then…….

Ododok.

I heard a sound that didn’t fit the atmosphere.

I realized later that that was the kind of sound you would make when chewing a cookie.

Our gazes, which had been facing each other, naturally turned to one side.

In a corner of the unusually dark round table, there sat an out-of-place being, as if it had been there from the beginning.

“You said you were going to buy some cookies, why is it taking so long?”

Lisera Digos spoke in a calm voice and looked around.

“Because of that, I wasted precious time going out. How are you going to compensate me?”

“… … .”

“Try to make an excuse. This doesn’t look like [the De Malin Tea House], does it?”

“…As you can see.”

“As expected. No matter how much the world has changed, there will never be a time when a wizard opens a tea shop.”

Lise nodded with a satisfied expression.

In other words, only Lee Se was free to speak.

There was no one else who spoke easily besides me, not even Seren.

This guy also had some kind of coincidence, and although he was hostile to the witches’ guild, he didn’t seem particularly intimidated… … .

The expression on Rise’s face now was frozen hard.

Of course.

It wasn’t some kind of ghost story, but I witnessed a kid with hair several times longer than his body sitting at a round table without making a sound.

Even the hair is writhing like a snake.

When you first see that sight, your stomach will tingle… … .

I couldn’t be happier with this situation right now.

Misread.

Lise put the remaining cookies she was holding in her hand into her mouth.

The bag of bread I was holding as if hugging it was definitely the one I had left at the entrance before I entered through the mysterious door.

“however.”

Only then did Lee Se look around and speak.

“What are these little guys?”