Genius Wizard Breaking Limits - Chapter 279



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Chapter 279 (1)

Verden left behind the spire of the magic tower.

The expressionless face covered by the gray robe was brighter than usual.

Just burning one of the insignias of the Bohemirn Magic Tower made him feel relieved and relieved.

So much so that it’s hard to put into words.

‘If it’s natural, is it natural?’

Almost two years have passed since the reverse was achieved.

In the meantime, Verden succeeded in gaining the status of a semi-transcendentalist. Even getting several artifacts worthy of it… … .

Looking back at only the big events, it was a high-density life.

After experiencing such a time, I witnessed the traces of the Bohemirn Magic Tower with my own two eyes.

Even if it’s just a branch with no one there, it’s inevitable that it reacts violently.

It was a natural instinct to let go of resentment.

Verden was clearer than ever.

‘Then where should I go now?’

I thought about my destination for a while.

After leaving the branch, I had nowhere to go right away.

Looking around, I didn’t even feel the slightest interest.

There was nothing incomparable to the capital of the kingdom where he had stayed until recently.

After thinking about it, Verden headed north of the Dominion.

Go to Padreld’s recommended tavern, Crouching Wyvern.

* * *

To the east of the Dominion is an old residential area.

A home for poor citizens who live day by day.

The old buildings crammed close together made the view unpleasant, and the large and small alleyways reminded me of a maze.

The walls of the outskirts completely blocked the sunlight to the point of wanting to be ruthless.

It’s complicated, cold, and dark.

It was suitable for hiding, protecting, and trading.

“Eutcha!”

Remodeled wagons are parked on deserted streets.

Under the heavy guard of escorts, smugglers unloaded the wagons and moved the boxes into the building.

Contraband goods were piled up one by one in the spacious underground warehouse hidden below.

Padreld, who was watching the process, said.

“After the work is done, let them rest on their own. I’m going to go downtown for a while. I’ll stop by to check in the evening.”

“What about the raiders? Shall I bury it?”

“Leave the six people under Oel locked up so they don’t run away. If they try to escape after being warned, you can kill one or two.”

“Yep, just leave it to me.”

Padreld, who gave the order, got into the carriage.

With only a coachman and two escorts who acted as bodyguards, he left the residential area and directly inquired about the building to be rented.

As expensive and comfortable as possible.

After a while, Padreld succeeded in finding an object that met the conditions.

“This is fine… … .”

An antique mansion with a door locked with a chain.

Plant vines attached to the outer wall are tangled together.

The dry fountain in the garden looked like it was cracked and didn’t seem to work.

I couldn’t even say a good scenery in empty words.

‘Still, this is the highest level in the Dominion.’

When I heard the story from the broker, he said that it belonged to Mamentus Co., Ltd., but was put up for sale some time ago after the owner of the store died abruptly.

Mamentus Company, which came from another region, was competitive enough to succeed in establishing itself proudly, even though it belatedly settled in the Dominion… … .

‘Sooner or later, a merchant will disappear from the Dominion.’

To the point of offering up even a few mansions here.

Because Sanghoju held all the authority and moved, it was able to demonstrate unity, but as a result of one person disappearing, it was collapsing in vain.

Well, from Padrell’s point of view, it was a good thing.

asked the broker.

“Has it been cleaned?”

“Of course I do. Even if it looks like this on the outside, we manage the inside of the mansion. There is no problem at all if you use it right away.”

“Then let’s borrow it for 15 days. We will inform you later whether the period will be extended.”

“Excellent choice!”

Padreld took out a wad of money and passed it to the broker.

The rent was expensive as it was a mansion, but there was no hesitation. It was a business that left much to be desired by disposing of the jewel bag in his bosom.

‘Besides, I even got help.’

Even if it’s a loss, it’s stupid to save money.

Excessive savings may one day result in huge losses. Especially if the opponent is not an ordinary person.

Anyway, with this, the building was secured.

Now, as long as the Dominion’s organizations were summoned, the urgent work was over.

And just in time, an aide, Medfin, came to visit.

Instead of a shabby carriage, a luxurious carriage painted black stopped in front of the mansion.

Padreld rubbed his chin and scanned the wagon.

“Hey, overall not bad. I am more discerning than before.”

“The ride will be better than the exterior. It was worth the money as it was expensive.”

“Nice job, Medfin. Then, the wagon to take Asher is ready… … What about the all-important back alley?”

“All but three were positive. Most organizations are expected to respond to Mr. Padreld’s summons.”

“Of course it should. I wrote and sent an appetizing message, so you won’t be able to stop coming.”

The powers of the Dominion are trading, not superior and subordinate.

If you call them to come for no reason, it is obvious that more than half of them will protest and refuse.

‘But even so, we should avoid any mention of Loapra.’

If that were the case, most of them, let alone half, would not respond to the summons. It’s my pride, and I’m afraid I’ll try to hide myself.

A coercive attitude will, on the contrary, make the situation worse.

It is difficult to deal with like this.

So I threw a bait saying that there was a rare contraband item.

Faber, a black tobacco imported from the Central Continent.

It was enough to pique their interest.

Of course, there was a separate vendor, so I had no intention of disposing of it in the back alleys of the Dominion.

‘Because I didn’t say it was for sale in the first place.’

It’s a little cheating, but it can’t be helped.

Anything was better than making the ruler of Loapra wait.

I’m worried about what happens after he leaves, but I have to take that into account.

Padrelld was a man living in the present rather than the future.

“By the way, what is the reason for the three of you not attending the convocation?”

“I haven’t been able to reach one because he’s away, and the rest of ‘Frankie’s gang’ and ‘Iron Fist’ are busy because they’re at war with each other.”

“Are you two at war? why?”

“I heard rumors that the Iron Fist recruited former mercenaries this time. And those guys and Frankie’s gang got into a real fight. No one has died yet, but judging from the number of minor injuries, the atmosphere seems quite grim.”

It was a common incident.

Simply put, it is a battle of pride.

It would be over soon if anyone bowed down, but it would diminish their influence in the Dominion.

It’s childish, but both are struggling to keep their rice bowls.

“Well, they say they are negotiating today to see if they have any plans to make a life-and-death decision.”

“Today. That’s fortunate. We can keep an eye on it and send a contact message as soon as the negotiations are over. Leave the unreached one alone. I didn’t think it would all come anyway.”

Padreld shook his head.

“So, where do you say the negotiating position is?”

“It’s called the Crouching Wyvern, a tavern in the north of the Dominion.”

“Aha, sit down———”

stop.

Padreld stopped talking and blinked.

“X-foot, where are you?”

* * *

A downed wyvern.

Tension hung over the tavern, which had a good reputation in the Dominion.

The people who occupied the entire bar glared at each other.

The level of equipment they had was never good, but rather, such crudeness was making the momentum even more ferocious.

In a circle of dozens of people, two people were sitting around a table.

Iron Fists, Baldar the Bald.

The bane of the dark streets, Frankie.

The heads of the two organizations that owned part of the back alley faced each other as if they would kill each other at any moment.

“I will say it one last time. Give me 2.3 million elk as compensation for the physical and mental damage my men have suffered. Then the war ends here.”

“2.3 million elk will freeze to death. Are you out of your mind? Who brought in mercenaries with no roots and paid this price?”

Frankie glanced to the side.

The former mercenary with a broken arm flinched.

“I also make one last suggestion. You kill the mercenaries yourself and give 1.5 million elk as compensation and you’re done.”

“To turn a newcomer who just came in into an idiot? So, are you going to give me the money I spent recruiting? And what about compensation? As you can see, the ones on our side are more hurt.”

“So who told you to fight? Who threatened you with a knife? You guys did the cause, huh? Does your head not turn because you have no hair?”

“You must be the one whose head isn’t spinning. Did you forget the last time you got drunk and messed around, got hit by me and got your jaw crushed? Shall we break it down one more time?”

“Cut it apart, God X. I’ll slit your wrists before that.”

In an instant, the air calmed down.

The static that came. Sensing the atmosphere, a few put their hands on their weapons.

It was self-evident that the moment the negotiations broke down, knife action would occur immediately.

“Please, go outside and do it… … .”

The bar owner covered his face.

I couldn’t open my eyes at the thought that my store would be destroyed without compensation.

The son, the employee, trembled without even thinking about stopping him.

That was then.

profit.

The door of the tavern opened.

People’s eyes gathered at the entrance all at once at the sudden pretending to be popular.

“… … .”

Entering the shop, Verden raised his head.

A bald man and a man with scars on his lips are sitting at a table. And it was seen that the rugged people occupied most of the tavern.

‘There are a lot of people.’

Sensation was everything.

Verden took a seat in the corner of the bar, ignoring it.

I said to the man who looked like an employee who resembled the store owner.

“I heard you’re good at cooking, so I’ll ask you for one of your best.”

“yes yes?”

“If you don’t have the ingredients, it doesn’t matter if you use something else.”

“No, I have enough ingredients… … Can’t you see it over there?”

The waiter pointed with his hand.

As he followed that direction, there were countless eyes staring at Verden.

Annoyed, irrational eyes.

Verden turned his head back.

“what is the problem?”

“Oh, well, that’s… … .”

“hey.”

A voice came from the side.

A man with a pointed chin stood there, looking rather sarcastic.

He wore a cotton jacket and a cheap leather vest, and in his left hand he held a wooden club with a metal tip.

He spat on the floor and growled.

“What are you? Since there are negotiations between Iron Fist and Frankie’s gang today, you shouldn’t have told anyone to come to the tavern?”

I didn’t hear it at all.

And what about Iron Fist and Frankie’s gang?

When there was no answer, the man nodded as if he had realized.

“Ah, are you an outsider from the outside? So I came here without fear. No, but didn’t you feel it right when you came in? If you go in like this, you want to become an X? Are you not aware of anything?”

I never felt a sense of danger.

And it’s not that I didn’t notice, I didn’t even care in the first place. The crowd gathered at the tavern was only about that much.

Verden asked.

“What’s your business?”

“Ha, kid. see what you say I was just going to send it… … !”

The man clicked his chin.

“Take out what’s in your pocket right now and get out of here, if you want to go back to normal.”

It is a sudden threat.

Then the owner came and stopped.

“Look, look, Brody. Aren’t you an outsider? You must have come without knowing, so let me go over it just once. I’ll buy you a drink… … .”

“What is alcohol? Don’t get out of the way?!”

“100 million!”

“father!”

The owner, pushed by the force, hit the butt.

Brody, the man who turned his arm around, grabbed a wooden club and pretended to swing it.

Then cheers were heard.

“Hahaha! Hey Brody! Kill it, kill it!”

“No, more! do more! Beat it with that stick!”

The atmosphere of negotiations disappeared before I knew it, and laughter was heard.

Some whistled and urged more violence.

Baldar and Frankie, who were sitting at the table, looked at the process as if they were having fun.

In the end, if they went to war with each other, both would lose.

Now it was time to cool down for a bit.

The tavern owner and waitress looked at Verden with worried eyes.

Brody smirked excitedly at the situation.

“Hey, everyone is waiting. don’t you move fast? Or fuck, do you just take one hit and let it go? huh?”

It is an unrefined language.

Verden, who had been listening quietly, smiled lightly.

Fights in taverns are a common sight.

If you look for raids by bandits from outside, it’s quite common.

But all of that was unfamiliar to Verden.

The attack while moving with Padreld, and the current situation at this tavern are all.

I don’t think you’d have a fight like this.

“It’s pretty fresh.”

“What place———”

Tuong!

A shockwave exploded from the fingertips.

Brody, wide-eyed, was thrown through the entrance of the tavern.