Have Magic - Chapter 65



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Embrace the Magic (65)

As soon as Rodin entered the inn, he used his invisibility spell, because he knew someone among the crowd inside.

‘The first batch of trainees were staying here.’

Commissioner Kelain and the first batch of trainees were mobilized as a search party to find the magic corps of the Ingrem Empire. It had already been a year and a half since they left the special forces training center at the beginning of the war.

‘Do they know that the special forces training camp has collapsed?’

If you saw a war of nerves going on in a place like this, you might not know. If you knew, you would have either run away or returned to the training center, one of the two.

‘No. If you have decided to be loyal to the Kingdom of Riaz, then it makes sense for you to be here.’

He might have given up his independent operational rights and offered up his entire special forces. The Kingdom of Riaz was suffering defeat after defeat, so there was no reason to refuse.

“Huh? Where did you go?”

“Did you go to the clothing store first?”

“Where would Rodin go to get lost? But here… is there a place?”

Bronn looked around for Rodin. Malone and Ellis also looked back, worried about Rodin who suddenly disappeared.

‘Let’s take a look at the situation.’

Rodin sat in a corner of the first-floor restaurant in a transparent state. It was a seat where he could clearly see several familiar faces among the first-term graduates.

In special forces training camps, there were many cases where people took classes together even though they were in different classes.

Rodin had been in the same class with the first-term magic majors, Numbers 11 and 20, for quite some time. Also, it was highly likely that Kelain, a member of the committee, would know Rodin’s face.

“Hey, are you a mercenary? We’re having an important conversation right now, so would you mind going out?”

“Yes, we should go. We don’t want to get involved in a pointless dispute either.”

Under pressure from one of the knights, Bronn and his party had no choice but to turn back. They felt bad because they were being kicked out, but they couldn’t fight the regular army that included the knight.

As soon as Bronn and his party left, the conversation began in earnest.

“Ha, so what are we going to do now? There are people here too.”

“The situation is ridiculous, but our power is formidable. So we ask that you treat us accordingly.”

Keline was taken aback by the words of the knight in his mid-50s. She kept her head upright so as not to be psychologically pushed back.

‘How did it end up like this?’

Kelain was at a loss about the current situation.

For over a year and six months, I have been traveling all over the front lines with the goal of finding the magic corps of the Ingram Empire. I must have suffered so much that my waistline has been reduced by half, returning to its prime.

For quite some time, we joined forces with units belonging to the same Kingdom of Riaz, and we also moved together with reconnaissance units from other countries.

The first batch of graduates always showed a good performance no matter who they moved with. They never fell behind and even predicted the ambush and surprise attack of the Magic Corps.

Apparently, until recently, everyone was acknowledging the leader and the first batch of graduates.

‘What on earth were the commissioners doing while the training center was collapsing?’

The atmosphere suddenly changed after news spread that the special forces training center had collapsed.

The first batch of graduates lost their place to return to. They lost their base and were unable to receive funding for their activities.

Since he was on the verge of starvation due to lack of money, Kelain had no choice but to ask the royal family for help. He asked them to take him back, saying that he would give up his right to operate independently and do whatever they said.

Today was the day for that negotiation.

“Listen, Sir Kelain. You have nowhere to go anyway, right?”

“No matter what, you want to strip me of my command? Isn’t that too much? I’ve been active on all fronts since the war started.”

“I was active… Of course I was active. But now I’m in a situation where I can’t even buy them a meal. Am I wrong?”

The reason Commissioner Keline had no choice but to be humble was money.

For exactly four days, I fed and housed the first batch of graduates out of my own pocket. I housed them in a shabby place, and although the food was meager, I did not starve them.

But I felt it was a waste to keep spending money.

I couldn’t just spend money on the slave sticks of the first-term graduates, since I didn’t have them. Not having slave sticks meant that I wasn’t the master of the first-term graduates.

“Haa, this seems like too much. I have accumulated merits.”

“Listen, Sir Kellen. The slave sticks have already been taken back from the royal family. Their master is no longer Sir Kellen, but the royal family. So why do you keep acting like a commander?”

The conflict between the two eventually began over the issue of command.

The first person to receive proper command of the first graduating class from the Crown was Edward Kite. That is, from this moment on, Commissioner Kellen was a nobody.

However, Commissioner Keline felt it was a waste to hand over the first batch of graduates. He wanted to be rewarded for the time they had spent together and the effort they had put in teaching them for over 10 years.

“Please consider my position for a moment, Sir Kite.”

“You’re talking nonsense. Hey, you’re a first-year graduate? Your slave sticks have already been reclaimed by the royal family. You no longer need to follow orders from Lord Kelain. So put away your weapons immediately and follow my orders.”

After hearing their conversation, Rodin understood the situation.

‘Keline decided to give up the entire first season. But when it came to giving it away, I felt it was a waste.’

While Keline was just hanging around trying to make some profit, the first batch of graduates were confused and unable to make a decision.

Suddenly, the command changed. The slave stick also went to the royal family.

Up until this point, it was fine. It was a life where I just did what I was told to do. The only thing that changed was who gave the orders, but the work was the same.

The problem was in the order itself.

The royal family of the Kingdom of Riaz wanted to send a new master named Edmund Kite and disperse the first batch of graduates here and there.

From the westernmost to the easternmost part of the front line. The intention was to scatter them into small units and prevent them from uniting among themselves.

“These are people who have trained and grown together for over 10 years. Rather than scattering them, they are gathered together and given command……”

“Enough. The royal command has been given. I am their new commander, and I have already given the order.”

“ha.”

The first batch of graduates were bewildered by the sudden order.

Separated? I knew it would happen someday. The first batch of graduates wouldn’t be able to stay together until they die.

Still, it was such a sudden order. I wasn’t mentally prepared at all.

‘Aha, the royal family is truly different.’

The royal family of the Kingdom of Riaz ordered Lord Kite to disperse the first batch of graduates into several units. They felt burdened by being together, and that meant they were not confident in controlling them completely.

‘I noticed that the slave stick was fake.’

When you use a slave, if he or she does not listen or his or her utility value decreases, you will decide to discard him or her. Usually, discarding a slave is done by breaking the slave stick.

But the slave stick was fake.

In the future, if you wanted to discard someone from the first batch of trainees, you had to catch them and kill them directly. You couldn’t use the easy method of breaking the slave stick.

If something like this happened, the surviving first-generation trainees could also become suspicious.

‘Why would you choose that method when there’s an easy way?’

When these kinds of doubts gather, it is natural that they will lead to the thought, ‘What if?’

To prevent such a thing, the royal family chose to disperse the first batch of trainees.

‘That’s interesting. I understand the royal choice. But what can I do? I heard it.’

Rodin turned his gaze to the familiar trainees number 11 and 20 of the first batch. They were magicians who knew how to look at situations objectively.

‘That’s interesting.’

Rodin wrote a note and slipped it into the pockets of trainees number 11 and 20. The rest was up to them.

* * *

As soon as Rodin left the inn, he was able to find Bronn and his party. Not far from the entrance, Ellis and Baker were waiting.

“Rodin! Where have you been?”

“I looked around. There are a lot of people.”

“Hey, I don’t think you’ll get lost anywhere, but you should have told me in advance when you go somewhere. I was worried.”

“all right.”

Rodin went to another inn with Bronn and his party. Fortunately, there weren’t many guests there, so it was quiet.

After unpacking, we walked around town.

Rodin bought some clothes and camping supplies. Bronn also replaced some old gear, and Baker bought enough food and returned to the inn.

“What about tomorrow? Leave early? Or get some rest and come back late in the morning?”

“No matter when we leave, we’ll probably skip the next town anyway.”

“That’s right. Since we won’t be going to town for a while anyway, let’s get some rest tomorrow and then leave.”

Bronn and his party rarely entered the village they came across. They continued to camp outside, and only stayed at the village inn when they felt a little tired.

This too was because of money.

If you stay at an inn, you will naturally have to pay for lodging and additional food costs. Bronn and his party, who are financially strapped, skipped most of the towns to save money.

“It only takes two or three hours to get to the Ramaton River.”

“Yes. Rodin said he’d take care of crossing the river. Alright. Let’s eat breakfast tomorrow, get some rest, and then leave.”

After finishing the meal, we each returned to our rooms.

As a girl, Ellis naturally had a room alone.

Bronn, Malone, and Baker, again, stayed in the same room to save money.

Rodin was the only male who stayed alone.

Rodin had plenty of money to spare. He had earned over 10,000 gold just from collecting the bodies of the upper class. If necessary, he could also sell potions to make more money.

“This will probably sell for a high price too.”

Rodin took a necklace out of his bosom and examined it. It was a valuable item that the dead merchant had kept.

“It’s not an artifact though.”

The jewel set into the necklace was not ordinary. It was a diamond, and it was almost the size of a walnut. Even high-ranking nobles would have a hard time obtaining such a jewel.

‘Of course, we can’t sell it like this.’

A necklace encrusted with diamonds of this size was never common.

The moment it hits the market, someone will know who the original owner is. People related to the deceased owner may even come looking for it.

“I’ll make an artifact later or something.”

Diamonds were the best as artifact materials. Especially with diamonds of this size, when used with high-quality mana stones, you could create artifacts with magic of 5th circle or higher.

“I still need to investigate this a bit more.”

I put the necklace aside and took out the box this time. It was the item the dead merchant had given me.

The box radiated little magical power outward.

But it was clearly an artifact. Rodin was very surprised by that fact.

In fact, the idea of ​​exuding magical power was no different from the idea of ​​it being wasted. That’s why Rodin also made it so that when he created an artifact, the magical power was as invisible as possible.

But this box was more than that.

Even I, who prided myself on my keen senses, couldn’t feel anything in this box. I had to close my eyes and concentrate to be able to faintly sense the magic.

“I think it will take a few more days.”

Rodin still hasn’t been able to open the box. He’s been studying it here and there, but he hasn’t found a way yet.

However, it was confirmed that the box had a magic spell that blocked the energy inside and could only be opened by certain people.

All that remains is to imitate a certain person’s method to open the box.

“There’s not much time left.”

I put the box aside and this time took out the book.

Rodin read books every night, and burned the books he finished reading.

It’s already been more than ten days since I left the training center. During that time, I burned almost all the books I brought from the intensive 1st storage, and only three remain.

As a result, my backpack became much lighter than when I left the special forces training camp. As I completed the potion, the volume taken up by the ingredients decreased, and as I burned the book, there was more empty space in my backpack.

I bought some camping gear today and added a few more clothes, but there was still a lot of empty space in my backpack.

“Isn’t it? Is it weird that I carry two backpacks?”

The luggage was tied to the horse anyway. Since I didn’t spend much time carrying it myself, I didn’t feel it was particularly heavy.

I took out 400 potions, extra clothes, all the things I bought today, and all the jerky and put them aside. Now, only my empty backpack was left.

Knock knock!

I tapped my backpack and dust flew up. I roughly shook it off with my hand and washed it properly with Undine.

My backpack was a little cleaner now. I started to fill it back up with the things I had taken out.

“If I go to a big city, I’ll look for a spirit stone.”

It was not yet time for Undine to grow up. They had to stay together a little longer.

Still, it was clear that it wasn’t far.

Even though it wasn’t raining, Undine’s detection range was quite wide. Her facial expressions were more vivid than before, and she looked like a child who couldn’t speak.

Around 4 a.m., Rodin, who had been in a deep sleep because the sun had not yet risen, opened his eyes wide.

‘horsepower?’

A tremendous amount of magical power was detected in the west. Rodin was horrified by the absurd level of magical power.