#267
267. Golden Inheritance (1)
When I opened my eyes, a familiar ceiling came into my field of vision.
It was the bedroom on the 5th floor of the waiting room, in my exclusive dorm.
The aftermath of being completely burned down by the bombing cannot be found.
When I returned from the dimension city, the damaged facilities were completely restored. As if nothing had happened.
Amkena did not impose any sanctions on me.
I just filled the newly created display stand with statues. As a result, close to a million gold disappeared, but Amkena did not hesitate. Even if the Lucette was destroyed in half, even if the promotion, which was the purpose of dispatch, failed.
Of course, some things have changed.
After I changed into my regular clothes, I looked at my left hand.
The black ring that had always been worn on her finger disappeared without a trace. Tacheon’s proof. It was Loki’s mark, which Yurnet made and gave to me as a gift. With the power of this ring, I used to communicate with Yurnet.
‘… … .’
Early in the morning, Master is not connected.
I drank some water and went down to the training ground in the backyard.
Let’s open the yard door, Pak!
The sound of arrows piercing the scarecrow resounded.
“You’re a little late today!”
Jenna, dressed in active wear, was practicing archery.
“What are you doing?”
“Here, practice is going well. I must say the air is good.”
ping!
An arrowhead was lodged in the scarecrow’s left chest.
I sat down on a wooden chair.
“If you have something to say, say it. I hate backbiting.”
“No, I just want to come…”
“Did you come because of yesterday’s incident? Are you curious about my true identity? It’s annoying to even talk about it. It’s just as you think. Well, if it were you, you would have expected it.”
ping!
The arrow shot by Jenna pierced the center of the shaft where it had been lodged.
Wordlessly, Jenna prepared for the next shot.
“Anything more curious?”
Jenna wasn’t particularly surprised. Well, it hasn’t been a day or two since I’ve been with Jenna. There have been many suspicious things about my identity, so you must have expected it right away. I would have been forced to pretend I didn’t know. so that i don’t mind
“……master.”
muttered Jenna.
“Your brother was a former master. The people I saw back then were subordinates when my brother was a master.”
“That’s right. I raised her to the very end.”
“That’s why oppa knew everything. How to clear missions and how to become stronger. For some reason, he said it was amazing. There was nothing he didn’t know.”
“Why are you disappointed?”
“No, not really.”
Jenna folded her bow.
Then he walked over to me and sat down.
“Your brother wasn’t from Taoni. He had a different hometown. Is that Earth?”
“Yes. Not Taoni.”
Jenna rose from her seat.
He turned his back and spoke.
“That unnie, you did too much. Threatened at will. A subordinate is disqualified. If it were me, I would have done really well. I should have been summoned there.”
“Okay.”
“I won’t ask any more. My brother will have a headache too. Just one thing!”
Jenna turned around and pointed at me.
“I’ll give that cheeky sister a shot. Somehow! I can’t live without being hurt. It’s okay, right?”
“Are you going to feed me a room?”
“I think it’s ignorant… but shouldn’t I do my best?”
“You don’t know him, but…”
Jenna flicked her index finger.
“I know. I’ve heard rumors about her in Niflheim. Invincible Siris! But since she’s the same person as me, I think she’ll be able to surpass her if she works hard. Let’s see. I’ll show you the stinging taste of genius!”
“…”
“Then I’m off to training as well! Oppa, don’t overwork yourself and get a good rest today. Don’t leak it. Don’t forget that no matter what you choose, I’ll always be on your side!”
Jenna jumped lightly over the backyard fence and disappeared.
I laughed out loud. Was it a difference that you could catch up with if you worked hard? I don’t remember raising Siris so carelessly.
That I was a master.
That he was summoned from a place other than Taoni.
Jenna didn’t ask any further.
‘Is it deliberately considerate, or does it dislike complicated work.’
I smiled.
I can’t figure it out.
But one thing is certain.
‘I’ll give you a room.’
It was an odd sound.
No matter how great Jena’s talent was, it couldn’t compare to Siris.
I saw it right in front of my eyes. He must know the difference too. I couldn’t have known
There is a degree to bluffing.
Siris is the crystallization of all my efforts and research.
He is not a guy who can be surpassed simply by talent or luck.
‘Still saying that?’
Trying to surpass that guy is the same as trying to surpass the old me.
“…”
I rammed the bifrost into the ground.
“Who’s watching me?”
In the empty backyard, I stood tall and muttered.
“Don’t be still. Come out. I know you’re there. It’s not Siris or Yurnet. You don’t get along with Ridigion or Nihaku. Then there’s only one.”
I looked back.
A shadow swayed in the grass in the corner of the backyard, and a small boy stepped out.
A boy in his mid-teens with a bread hat pressed down deeply. The purple eyes under the brim reflected on me.
Muden Nidelk.
“You managed to notice.”
“Did you think you didn’t know?”
Of course, I’m not strong enough to detect this guy’s signs.
I was just thinking common sense. Even though the name is control, there is no way that an observer will not be dispatched.
“What is your role?”
“Escort and Surveillance.”
Muden replied bluntly.
“You must have had a bad relationship with Siris.”
“Hmph, I hate doing things like this. So I should have sharpened my sub master earlier. The kid’s super special move was on the verge of being completed.”
If you’re a kid, do you mean Aaron?
You seem to be doing well.
“You seem to know what’s on Server 1, too.”
“I know. I heard it from Siris. To be honest, it doesn’t matter much, but there’s nothing special about him because he insists so much. He was taken by force.”
Muden smiled.
“Don’t expect my help, Master. I don’t like you very much. It’s not once or twice that you’ve been treated as a sacrifice for not having any talent. You should have eaten quite a bit.”
This guy basically has a thin emotional line and is cold-hearted.
During the first battle, he did not fall into panic even while his comrades were dying. Due to Muden’s attitude, Siris must have been entrusted with the role of surveillance. I don’t know what the other three would do.
“Just do what Siris said. Clear the mission and return to Earth. We’ll take care of the obstacles outside. With your abilities, you can do that much. You’ve set a new record. Breaking through the 60th floor in less than half a year.”
Muden smirked.
“Thanks to you.”
“Smooth.”
“Are the other kids listening to this?”
Are you hiding it on purpose, or are you really unaware?
I spoke.
“First, I want to say thank you.”
“…?”
“If it wasn’t for you guys, I would have had a lot of trouble. Thanks to you, I came up comfortably. This is true. I dealt with troublesome things quickly and easily became stronger. Without your help, I would have had to go back a very long way. I rode the bus once. I didn’t know that having a background could be so good.”
I pulled Bifrost from the ground and let it hang down.
“But I was not your king.”
I was delusional.
Excessive unexpected hospitality. He treated me with utmost sincerity and gave me all sorts of special favors. Me who treated them as mere data. It would be a lie if I said I wasn’t drunk.
‘It was not enough.’
I knew them as game characters, but I didn’t know them as humans.
That was the difference between me and El Cid.
‘Have you been tricked by Tell again?’
The words that the heroes of Niflheim completely believe in me and follow me.
I have nothing to say either. I also didn’t completely trust them. I received help unilaterally, but never gave it back.
I have received countless help.
As a result, without Niflheim’s intervention, I would have suffered a great loss in the fight against the ranker. They asked me just one favor.
‘It would be right to obey me.’
If you look at it morally, that is.
“Muden.”
“hmm?”
“Go back.”
Muden looked at me as if he was dumbfounded.
“Are you insane?”
“Are you not going back?”
“Of course. What were you thinking in the first place…”
I held the hilt of Bifrost’s sword in reverse.
The target area is the left chest.
After releasing the black dragon, I stabbed it with all my might.
“Damn it!”
Momentarily, Myuden appeared from the side and snatched the blade.
If I had been delayed by one second, I would have been spewing blood from my heart.
“Master, are you crazy?!”
visor!
Bifrost bounced out of my hand.
Muden gritted his teeth and said.
“You know what? If you die, Niflheim will…”
“It will be over.”
Even if I, the Master, were absent, Niflheim could survive for at least 10 years.
Interpreting this upside down, it meant that Niflheim’s lifespan would end someday if I wasn’t there.
“If you don’t want to be tied up and put in solitary confinement, don’t do this again!”
“Then I can’t abort the mission. How are you going to send them back to Earth?”
“You’re out of your mind.”
Muden drew his weapon.
A window of ink light, Ruin.
“Be cool. This is for you.”
“Isn’t that what you all think? I was forcibly dragged when I came, but when I go, I have to go away as if I was kicked out? I can’t do that, but I. I have the choice. I either stay here and make a fuss, or go back to Earth and spread out to sleep. I force myself. Mara. If that doesn’t work… I’d rather die.”
I chuckled.
“If it’s your power, you can stop me here. How far can that be? Can you, who are subordinate to Niflheim, follow me into the mission? What if I commit suicide during the mission?”
“…”
“Even if you don’t come forward, I’ll carry on with my mission until the end. It’s my decision. Don’t argue about anything else. I have the right to decide my fate. I won’t entrust my fate to anyone.”
“you are…….”
“Is it different from when you were a master?”
I took a step forward.
The spear blade slightly dug into his chest.
It was as this guy said.
In the past, I would never have done such a crazy thing.
It was an act of half-throwing one’s life. The risk of this gamble was my life.
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m not a master anymore.”
Muden lowered the blade.
“Really, it’s beyond imagination.”
“Tell Siris. If you understand, don’t bother and go away.”
“Master’s life is not only the master’s. All of us…”
“Do you think I’m going to rummage that easily?”
I put the bifrost into the scabbard.
“……Siris won’t understand.”
“Ask them to come back after the climb is over. Then I’ll listen to your complaints or whatever. It doesn’t matter if you tie it up and drag it back to Earth.”
“This is going to go crazy.”
Muden grabbed his forehead.
Then it disappeared with a faint afterimage.
‘Did I buy time with this?’
I snapped my fingers.
The star dust spread, and a familiar fairy appeared.
[Go, did you go?]
Issel looked around with a frightened expression.
“You know that.”
[It doesn’t seem like there at first, but… … .]
It seemed that he was frightened by Muden’s wavelength.
It wasn’t even a crowd. That guy was also a monster that far surpassed an ordinary hero.
However, Issel’s level is in the mid-200s.
I don’t know if it’s combat power, but other abilities are not lagging behind.
Because it can directly interfere with the game’s servers and data.
“Open the door.”
[…] … huh.]
Issel nodded.
Then he began to gather energy by spinning his arms round and round.
[Haaaap! Fairy Gate!]
Flash!
With a dazzling flash, a dimensional door appeared right in front of them.
Without hesitation, I walked through the door.
A familiar feeling of opulence.
A faint light spread out.
[warning!]
[Unacceptable… … .]
pick.
As Issel placed his hand on the hologram, the warning window disappeared.
What followed was the scenery of a small room. A neat bed, a desk, and a chair are placed in a small room that you can barely enter by bending over. My autograph was hung in a frame on the wall.
[Room.75244687]
[Isel’s Room]
This was another dimension that existed behind the waiting room.
No one is allowed to go in except those allowed by Isel.
[Hwiyu.]
Issel wiped away his sweat and waved his hand.
The blurry dimensional gate finally closed.
“What about the stuff?”
Issel pointed to the desk.
I went closer and opened the drawer, revealing a familiar leather-covered book.
‘Well, it’s not normal.’
I opened the book and flipped through it.
Pages are torn in places. About half.
‘It was quite a struggle.’
Tearing half of the page and making it look like a new book required quite a cumbersome task.
It’s a shame because it was a thick book, but if it was a thin magazine, it would have been exposed at once.
I was fooled.
but. Siris must have never actually seen the Book of Reversal.
It would have been impossible if it was a complete fake, but half of it was filled with the real thing.
It was made before the assassins arrived.
I wonder if something like this could happen.
“So, is the data analysis finished?”
I turned to Issel.
I tried to make a forgery out of useless parts as much as possible.
[I-that’s… … .]
“that is?”
After a moment of hesitation, Isel opened his mouth.
[El Cid’s… … An imprint was found.]
