◈ Episode 121. Overwriting the History (1)

[Baton of the Evil One]

[Rating: Epic]

[Restriction : None]

[Effect : Sealed]

[Description : Tainted with a demonic curse, its effects are sealed, and it must be purified to know its full effect].

Amdusias, ranked 67th.

The loot he dropped was a baton that looked like it was carved from the horns of a beast.

A baton, by the way, with no level restrictions, so I’m guessing its effectiveness is not ordinary.

“Not bad for an inferior race.”

Well, I’ll give him a pass on the aesthetics.

Well, it was Epic to begin with.

I suppose we can look forward to some effects.

[Map of Oblivion Drawn in Blood]

[Rating: Epic]

[Limit: None]

[Effect: Sealed]

[Description: Sealed with a demonic curse, its effects are sealed, and it must be purified before its full effects can be known].

Kimaris, ranked 66th in the sequence.

He spat out a map.

A map, the first thing that came to mind was the treasure map.

Like the baton, it was hard to tell what it would do until it was purified.

‘By the way.’

……So, is it okay for me to take this?

An [Epic] ranked item.

As I explained in my rambling, it’s a rare item based on its rank alone.

Moreover, I knew the effect of the [Pentagram of Pure Knowledge].

‘I’m getting a bunch of fraudulent items of the same class.’

I wasn’t the one who killed Amdusias and Kimaris.

Their loot was obtained by senior mages who had entered the Demon Castle of Rhyme and the Demon Castle of Indulgence, respectively.

Yes, those loots had been given to me by the Magic Tower.

The reason was simple enough.

-“I’m sure you know best how to utilize it.”

If this was a simple item, I would have never…….

I’m an innocent by nature.

I would never have taken the loot.

But it was a demonic item.

A demon king’s loot.

It has an unholy aura.

It needs to be purified through the [Exorcism Ritual].

“I will fulfill your expectations.”

I will.

The Cause.

Compared to Grandfell’s cause, my watery lust is a mote before the sun, and I shamelessly embrace it.

Yes, it’s unseemly to disrespect a cause, isn’t it?

Well, cancer, yes.

Of course.

[Eyes Blazing With Malice]

[Rating: Epic]

[Limitations: None]

[Effect: Sealed]

[Description: Sealed with a demonic curse, its effects are sealed. It must be purified to know its full effect].

Flauros, 64th in the sequence.

This loot I acquired after defeating him was truly earned through my own efforts, so at least I can look at it with a bit of pride.

“It is ugly in appearance. It just sucks.”

……I can’t believe I just broke the mood with my own words.

As the name suggests, it was an eyeball itself.

I suppose it’s aesthetically pleasing, so there’s nothing to be done about it.

I stowed the loot in my inventory and shifted my gaze.


[Name: Grandfell Claudi Arpheus Romeo]

[Title: The Last Adventurer]

[Class: Demon Hunter]

[Level: 425]


Strength: 67 / Agility: 73 / Magic: 350 / Luck: 6 / Aesthetics: Low

[Points held: 35]

Your aesthetics have been lowered by removing the items you were wearing.

I gained 35 levels by defeating the demons and Flauros.

It was a huge gain, but it was also a bit of a disappointment.

That’s because Flouros was a level 850 boss mob.

“It feels like there’s a wall every 100 levels.

I feel it every day.

The experience required increases dramatically.

I felt it when I went from level 200 to level 300.

Now that I’m in the 400s, my leveling has slowed dramatically.

If you’re in the same level as me.

You’re getting hungry, you don’t know how to be satisfied.

They might get angry.

‘Put yourself in my shoes. You don’t look like that.’

But for me, I’m not even close to being on the same level as the top players.

I still had a long way to go to make the hype a reality.

In that sense, it was good news.

“Looks like they’re finally getting the hang of it.”

The news that the demons had been quiet.

Of course, being a demon hunter.

I know how clever demons can be.

For now, I’m just keeping an eye out.

They were a race of demons that could strike again at any moment.

“It suits you to be prostrate.”

So I must make good use of this brief peace.

Until now, I’ve only been able to pour water on the poison.

Now it’s time to repair the damage from the bottom up.

‘In a word, it means that we have to take care of ourselves.’

By the way…….

There are so many holes, so many wells.

It’s hard to know where to start.

But as they say, the beginning is half the battle.

The first step is always the most important.

And each one.

Knowing that.

I went where my pride led me first.

If you ask me where I’m going, it’s a long way.

It doesn’t matter because I’m never going to leave the tower anyway…….


I looked at the boiling water and muttered.

“I’ll be back before the water gets cold.”


Garnet Hall.

The return of the missing top-grade magic items was swift.

Several of the senior mages bit their lip in disappointment.

Bensch William, Firemage, looked particularly disappointed.

“Something’s come to an end so quickly.”

“Isn’t that a good thing?”

“That’s true, but I have a strange feeling of regret…….”


Bensch looked at the distant [Small Magic Sun]. Even if it was a request from a senior mage, it would not be easy for him to take out a top-grade magic item.

A senior mage armed with a top-grade magic item.

That alone was enough to cause concern for everyone except the Magic Tower. In the first place, it was the first time even Bensch had ever handled a magic item of that caliber.

“……I literally felt like a fire dragon.”

Bensch would never taste umami again.

Of course, it didn’t last long.

His unlikely nemesis.

For Matisse had appeared in Garnet Hall.

He even had good hearing.

“I’m sorry to hear that, then, Mr. Bensch William Senior.”

” ……, eh?”

“I’m a man who grinds his teeth when it comes to fire.”

“No, I meant……. I didn’t mean Karimzeva!”

“Never mind. We’ll talk about him in a later meeting.”

“……What do you mean, a later meeting?!”

A meeting with Senior Matisse?

Just thinking about it made me feel nauseous with pressure.

First, let’s avoid it.

Bensch walked out of Garnet Hall with a pale face.

Marcelo and Senior Healer, Bellier ran into him.

“You’re so pale. Is there something wrong with you?”

Bensch smiled weakly at Bellier’s warm question.

” ……I’m going to have a bad heart soon. Haha.”


……What are you talking about?

Marcelo and Bellier exchanged glances for a moment.

Matisse entered their field of vision.

Bellier was the first to greet him.

“It’s been a while, Mr. Matisse. Have you been well?”

“Nothing was too much trouble.”

“You both had a difficult time in the Demon Castle Rift. Senior Matisse, and senior Bellier. I unwittingly left the heavy lifting to the two of you.”

Ho-Yeol and Marcelo.

The two chiefs unintentionally entered the same rift.

That left Matisse and Bellier in charge of the other two rifts.

Matisse shook his head.

“Chief Lee Ho-yeol should be doing the heavy lifting, not me.”

The news of the world reaches the tower.

You don’t have to go far to hear the conversations of adventurers in the lobby of the tower to get a sense of how the world is rolling.

“Thank you.”

Bellier returned the items and turned away.

Her jade eyes showed surprise.

“I hadn’t noticed because I hadn’t been paying attention. People in this world are very interested in others, aren’t they? Really, there are endless stories about Chief Lee Ho-Yeol…….”

Of course, in the Demon Castle Rift, the Magic Tower had officially moved.

They had gotten some attention themselves.

Bellier swiped at her goosebumps.

“I’m already overwhelmed by the attention I’m getting.”

How could he be in that position?

and the enormous pressure he’s under?

I was more than curious, I was in awe.

And then.

The three of them walked out of Garnett Hall and up the stairs.

Marcelo picked up the conversation.

“Since I have some idea of its weight. I had hoped to share the burden a little, but my lord does not allow even that easily.”

“It’s probably not because Chief Marcelo isn’t good enough.”

“Because he’s got his own standards, Chief Lee.”

Ho Yeol’s standards.

I don’t know exactly what they are.

It was clear that he was not conscious of anyone’s gaze or evaluation.

“You’ve brought new winds to the tower, many times.”

There was no need to explain, just look at what happened at the regular conferences, at the preliminary verifications. It was a row of failures, with no regard for the dignity of any of the senior mages or schools.

Matisse and Bellier.

Marcelo chuckled softly at the two seniors’ assessment of him.

“It’s reassuring to hear you two say that.”

To a third party, it was an unremarkable gesture.

But not to Matisse and Bellier.


They knew what Marcelo’s words meant.

Matisse watched Marcelo’s back as he walked away.

‘You’re even more dangerous than before.’

Many thoughts crossed his mind, but he shook them off.

Then he opened his mouth.

He tried to change the subject.

“Coincidentally, it looks like we’re all headed to the same place.”

Not exactly.

The three of them were walking up the stairs toward the same place.

Soon, they reached their destination.

Marcelo said.

“I know it’s impossible to remember and be remembered forever. Some things must be forgotten in order to move on, but I wanted to make sure to say goodbye, at least this once.”

To mages below the Adept rank,

A place still unknown.

『Where the Ice Cap Rests』

In front of him, Marcelo spoke calmly.

“It’s like the first time I’ve ever fought back.”

They had only defeated three demon kings.

It’s not enough to say it’s revenge for the magic tower that was manipulated by the demons.

But it was a start.

“…… Shall we go in?”

Bellier asked after a long silence.

The three of them entered The Place Where the Ice Cap Rests.

They came face to face.


They never expected to be here.

An unexpected figure.




Black history is something you can’t forget, even if you want to.

Because of this, I remember the settings of Grandfell vividly.

I also recognize their impact on me.

That’s why I am.

My pride.

The reason why I visited the place『Where the Ice Cap Rests』

I can guess.

『Heir to a great family, but the family was destroyed by a demon.

The sole survivor of the family, Grandfell Claudi Arpheus Romeo, hereafter referred to as Grandfell, has become a demon hunter to avenge his family.』

Grandfell is alone.

The sole survivor of the Claudi family.

He is also the last demon hunter in Akshan.

For him, the Magic Tower is a new home.

But one of its members, Senios, was killed by a demon.

Senios’s death was not the death he had hoped for.

Even if it was a proud end.

An ideal where demons are involved.

The fact that he was the elder mage of the tower.

It would not be a death he would take lightly.

It was.

Crushing the Demon King.

It included a mourning for Senios.

“One of the first things Grandfell learned as the next Householder was not to dwell on petty matters.

The position of patriarch of the Claudi family was one in which the slightest agitation was unacceptable.”

I didn’t know how much of the Grandfell-style mourning would get through…….

Anyway, this is my best.

“Senios the Elder Mage…….”

Anyway, the title sir doesn’t come out even when I try.

I stared at the coffin where Senios lay, then turned.

Then I turned to face them.

……What, those eyes.

Marcelo, Matisse, Bellier.


Three people looking at me with very emotional gazes.


A tap.


Wensu is not Wensu for nothing.

No. 3, Lee Yerim, woke up with a jolt.

A tap.

The sound of something tapping on the window.

She didn’t need to look to know.


I stuttered.

Lee Yerim barely opened her eyes and picked up her phone.


Five fifty in the morning.

Lee Yerim buried his face in his pillow and groaned.

“Lee Ho-yeol, my one and only brother, can’t you sleep……?”

Spam messages are not this bad.

Greeting cards flying toward his parents every morning.

It made Lee Yerim feel like a relative bastard.

Did Mrs. Choi even say that she is more worried about your wedding than the player, Ho-yeol?


Lee Yerim kicked off the quilt and shouted.

“No, can’t you just send it via chat?!”


A letter flew through the window.

The letter stuck to her face.

Lee Yerim made a seal of endurance amidst the boiling water.

“What the hell……. Is this magic too?!”

Maybe it was age, maybe it was maturity, maybe it was whatever.

Wensu is wensu.

“……Because you’ve worked so hard, this sister will take care of you, sucker.”

Family is family.

note : Wensu (웬수) is a sworn enemy