How to Live as a Knight After the Ending - Chapter 20
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Episode 20. Scotland Yard (2)
Ugh. Ugh.
Carl Jackson ran with his mouth full of smoke.
It has not been confirmed exactly who the pursuer is.
The mouse servant could only receive the signals sent, and could not determine the enemy’s detailed location or identity.
It wasn’t so much the limits of magic as it was the extent of Carl Jackson’s skills.
Carl Jackson vehemently denied the idea that he was just a random vagrant passing by.
If they’re the ones who came to this remote place at this time, then isn’t it already set?
Carl headed deeper into the alley, checking the vials and items in his arms.
Running was so hard I thought I would die since I had never exercised before.
‘If we hide in the sewers first… …!’
As Carl attempted to explore the entrance to the Underground, a series of people blocked his path.
“Over there! It’s Carl Jackson!”
“Just grab it!”
“shit!”
Carl instinctively realized that these men were his pursuers who had come to capture him.
Seeing them running around like that, they must be from the Blossom Tier that I escaped from.
“Get behind me, you little bastards!”
Karl took the vial out of his pocket and threw it away.
The broken reagent on the floor began to bubble and then spread, creating a cloud of smoke.
“Hey, back off!”
“Get out of here!”
The pursuers who saw that turned pale and stepped back.
They must have thought that this smoke was either poisonous fog or disease magic.
‘You idiots.’
Carl laughed at them inwardly.
This is just a smokescreen and does not cause any harm to the body.
However, those who do not know about black magic are very scared because they think it is a dangerous attack.
‘It’s easy this way.’
Carl smiled at the thought that things were going better than expected.
Then another pursuer appeared from the front.
The number was one. Even the thing he was holding in his hand was a knife, something that is rarely seen these days.
“What is this kid?”
If there was only one, there was no need to use a vial.
Black magic gathered from the tips of Carl Jackson’s outstretched fingers and soon transformed into an arrow.
It was [Black Arrow], which could be said to be the foundation of dark magic.
Although it wasn’t very powerful, if you hit a vital point, it was enough to take the life out of a guy who wasn’t properly defended.
Carl Jackson fired an arrow at his pursuer.
And then an unbelievable sight unfolded before my eyes.
As the pursuer swung the sword in his hand, the black arrows flying in the air were cut off and scattered into the air.
“What… … .”
What did you just do? You cut magic with a sword? Is that even possible?
The reality before his eyes clashed with Karl’s common sense.
Before the fact that magic could be destroyed by a sword, there would be no fool in this day and age who would dare to wield a sword against a warlock in the first place.
“Are there any other magic?”
The black-haired man, Ossian, looked at Carl Jackson and asked him that.
“The basic spell of the dark magic series, the black arrow. Its power and accuracy are both poor. Surely a black magician wouldn’t be able to use only something like this?”
Karl gritted his teeth at the gaze that seemed to be filled with anticipation that he might be shown something new.
Carl immediately took out something like a bead made of brass metal from his bosom.
“Okay, since you want it, I’ll show you!”
Carl hurled the metal sphere towards Ossian.
Kirik.
The mechanical spring of the flying metal sphere began to turn, and then it split in half.
At that moment, the magic inside the metal sphere was activated.
Puhwaak–!!
3-star curse magic [Corruption Explosion].
A deep purple explosion occurred, engulfing the alleyway along with Ossian.
It was a black magic that could tear thin iron like a sheet of paper with just the power of the explosion, and then cause corruption after the explosion, suffocating the victim.
‘It wasn’t a capsule that could be used on a guy like that.’
It was a decisive blow for a possible later situation, but from the perspective of the one being chased, it was not a situation to worry about such things now.
Purple smoke rising thickly.
It was that moment when I thought it was over.
Wow!
The smoke split in half with the strong wind pressure, revealing the intact Ossian.
Carl’s eyes widened at the unbelievable sight.
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“What was that just now?”
Ossian asked, recalling the object that Karl had thrown.
The black arrow that Karl first used was clearly magical.
But no matter how you look at it, what he threw away afterwards wasn’t magic.
A uniquely shaped metal sphere.
But then it split in half and a powerful magic was unleashed.
Of course, this is an item that did not exist in the game.
‘Seeing as the magic activates the moment you throw it, is it perhaps a form of storing magic and then activating it?’
If you only look at the effect, it is very similar to that precious [Scroll].
However, scrolls were very expensive as they were basically precious.
No matter how urgent it was, it wasn’t something that could be used lightly in a place like this.
That too, from a black magician.
“I believe that’s not all. If there’s anything else, show me.”
“Eww!”
Carl screamed and threw the metal sphere he had been storing in his arms.
There it is again.
Ossian stared at it as if he had been waiting.
As I concentrated, time began to pass slowly.
Ossian watched with his own eyes how the metal sphere worked through the slowly flowing time.
The thrown metal split in half with the sound of a clockwork winding through the air as before.
Inside was a transparent jelly-like substance somewhere between a solid and a liquid.
The moment it emitted a faint light, three built-in magics were activated.
[Skeleton Spear] made of solid bone that pierces enemies.
[Black Fog] that covers enemies with pitch-black smoke and causes mental confusion.
[Red Swamp] that corrodes even steel the moment it touches it.
These were 2-star magics that were lower than the 3-star magic that was just shown.
But those that have enough power to kill a person.
‘Everyone knows these magic spells.’
Ossian was slightly disappointed when he saw a familiar magic instead of the new one he had expected.
“This can’t be stopped!”
The sword shouted curiously.
Ossian didn’t bother to respond to those words.
Instead, he lightly swung his sword at the flying magic.
Tsk tsk!
The first bone spear that flew in split exactly in half and scattered left and right.
He grabbed the sword he had been swinging and swung it in the opposite direction again.
The black fog that was trying to swallow Ossian was torn apart by the blade.
The red swamp that was covering the ground tried to bite Ossian’s ankles, but he jumped over it by lightly kicking the ground.
Ossian flew through the air and landed in front of the sword.
“This shouldn’t be the end.”
Is there anything else you want to show me? Not something like this scroll, but your own magic.
But Carl Jackson, who was looking at this side with a look of astonishment, showed no sign of wanting to do anything more.
… … Is this correct?
Is this all a warlock can do?
It’s strange.
‘As far as I know, even if he’s a novice warlock, he’s at least a 3-star wizard.’
No matter how I looked at it, the guy in front of me didn’t even look like that kind of kid.
“Tsk. I guess there’s nothing I can do.”
“sleep……!”
Before Carl could shout anything, Ossian’s fist sank into the guy’s stomach.
Carl fell to the floor with drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.
It was an extremely absurd end for a warlock.
‘Are all the warlocks these days originally this weak?’
The warlocks I fought in the game were incredibly strong.
These are the guys who displayed tremendous power even when they were not properly prepared for battle.
In an age as advanced as today, it would be right to become at least stronger than back then.
But this was Ossian’s mistake.
In the past, not all warlocks were strong.
Only the strong warlocks survived.
He personally transported the necessary items and corpses, and was very careful about even the smallest things so as not to be discovered by the Knights Templar and the Holy Cult.
The warlocks who survived in such an extreme environment had to be skilled.
As of now, they are at least 5-star warlocks.
Even those guys were embarrassing to call Carl Jackson a warlock to Ossian, who had been playing with him since the first round.
‘Still, since we were able to capture the warlock without any major problems, does that mean the quest itself was successfully completed?’
At that moment, Ossian’s gaze turned to an alley.
In the center of an alley filled with broken planks and rusty pipes.
It was dimly visible due to the thick vapor, but Ossian’s sharp eyes were able to see through even the vapor.
There stood a man wearing a black robe turned over.
Warlock.
He was a proper guy, unlike the fallen Carl Jackson.
The intruder warlock held a large staff in one hand and wore a mask made of goat bones on his face.
He was quite small in stature, but since they weren’t fighting in his weight class anyway, it wasn’t something to be too concerned about.
The warlock lifted his staff and pointed it at Carl Jackson in response to Ossian’s question.
“I’ve come to pick up Carl Jackson.”
The voices rumbling inside the bone mask were disturbing my ears.
Ossian narrowed his eyes at the sight.
“No matter how I look at it, it doesn’t seem like you belong to the company that is the client.”
“… … .”
“Then it won’t work. I caught this guy first. So, you should step aside now.”
The warlock stared at Ossian from behind his bone mask.
I don’t know if there was some kind of magical treatment, but I couldn’t see the inside of the pitch-black pupil.
“I am from the Black Magician’s Union. Carl Jackson has tarnished the reputation of our union. So we will take him.”
“I refuse.”
“If you are the one who can solve the problem, our union is willing to pay you a reasonable fee. In that case, both of us… … .”
“I don’t think you understood what I said.”
Ossian spoke firmly to the warlock.
“I caught you first, so you don’t have to come forward. So get out of here, you dirty warlock.”
Ossian’s words and actions became sharper and sharper.
It was an inevitable, instinctive reaction.
Even though the world acknowledged the dark wizards, the body of Ossian, the wandering knight, rejected them.
Even though I knew in my head that I was being treated as a warlock, my body couldn’t accept it.
Even having a conversation like this now required a great deal of patience from Ossian.
If I hadn’t done that, I would have already drawn my sword.
Besides, even if you pay, you can’t reverse a request that has already been received.
Being a problem solver is a job that is based on trust, but money is also important.
If you change your mind for more money, no one will want to place an order with you.
But despite Ossian’s warning, the warlock was stubborn and kept repeating the same thing.
“That can’t be done. We’ll take Carl Jackson.”
Is it shameless or thoughtless?
Ossian asked with a blank face.
“How do you plan on taking it?”
“I intend to resort to unavoidable force.”
“Really? Then do it.”
At the same time,
Phew!
The shadow of the warlock stirred and then stretched out into a black hand.
Ossian, who had initially felt annoyed, opened his eyes as if in surprise.
What the warlock just used was a 3-star dark magic spell, [Shadow Touch].
To activate it right away without any preparation.
The total number of shadow touches is 5.
The demonic hand that seemed to have come up from hell avoided Ossian and tried to grab Carl Jackson who was lying behind him.
Rather than thinking about fighting Ossian, I thought that retrieving Carl Jackson was the top priority.
The moment the black hand was about to reach Carl Jackson.
“I guess I looked funny.”
Ossian’s sword moved.
Pfft!
Light flashed several times in the air, and then the shadow’s hand was cut off and scattered into the air.
It happened in the blink of an eye.
“… … .”
The warlock stared at Ossian.
For the first time, ripples appeared in the calm eyes behind the mask that showed no emotion.