I’m not going to die - I’m not going to die chapter 56

56 – The Falling City (6)

I tried the Sword Saint’s intentions once.

“What if you can’t?”

“Then I’ll have to get out of this city.”

The Sword Saint had no intention of taking on the great mission of protecting the city.

Is there any need to fight against a predestined disaster, a disaster that cannot be overcome?

If I can avoid it, I will definitely avoid it.

However, the swordsman showed an unbelievable figure.

“But, if you want to save the city even though that is impossible.”

for yourself alone.

It’s not like he always acts and moves.

Although they have helped me up until now, they have always helped under the conviction that the work will be successful.

However, even though I’ve heard the assumption that I can’t break it.

“I will help.”

“…I don’t understand.”

The swordsman smiled.

“He said he would fit in. I keep my word.”

“Even if I could die then?”

“I never said I would risk my life for you. Suicidal behavior is not my hobby, I will do it when I can.”

Even in a dangerous situation, he does not completely withdraw his foot and shows his willingness to help if he can.

And then I got a question.

Although he continued to trust me, the Sword Master found out that I was a black magician.

Still, I would continue to help.

I also asked about this.

“According to what you said, I am a black magician. Will you still help?”

“Isn’t the reason why black magicians are hated is because they sacrifice human lives and sacrifice humanity? Do I need to be hostile to you as a warlock who risked his life to save others, and this time, while trying to save the city?”

…that sounds right too.

I have never sacrificed anyone since returning.

You could say he lived too kindly for a black magician.

Even if he revealed the fact that he was a black magician to other characters except for the hero, there didn’t seem to be a big problem.

I nodded.

“Yes, I am a warlock.”

Look up at the sky.

as a black magician.

As a transcendent before the return.

He assured Pafe’s success.

Because the black tower master’s black magic skills can’t surpass me.

“And I have the confidence to destroy that black magic.”

“Good news.”

“But, it will take some time.”

First of all, a complete analysis of black magic was needed.

The analysis won’t take too long.

The most important thing is parfait.

If you enter a full-fledged parfait, from that moment on, the owner of the black pagoda will notice.

At the same time, I had to focus my whole mind on Pahoe.

It is said to be virtually incapacitated.

It may take some time, but if you finish the fight, today’s city will be able to fight against a surmountable enemy rather than facing a catastrophe.

Instead, the Black Tower Master will try to attack me with all his might.

Throwing a black magic bomb at my location, breaking through one point to my location in destruction, etc.

I will use various methods.

It was very important to stop this onslaught.

“And when I start playing, I will be defenseless.”

“I will consider all of that.”

The swordsman nodded.

And then he said something a little out of the blue.

“This is a bit awkward.”

“…Awkward?”

“Before, if you fought at the cost of your lifespan.”

Kwaaang-!

The swordsman turned his head.

A loud explosion was heard from far away.

Apparently, the warlock fired a bombardment, and Fran blocked it.

Citizens in the castle sparsely screamed.

“This time you use the safe way.”

“It’s not that safe.”

“It’s a much safer method by comparison.”

That’s right.

How dangerous would it be for the knights and soldiers to fight to the death with the black magician out there right now?

It was safe to say that they were practically left to die.

Even if there is a risk of being attacked by the Black Tower Master, until then, I will fight in a safe place.

It is not the way of an immortal whose life is infinite.

But this time it was the most efficient.

Because if it weren’t for me, the black magic that could drive the city to extinction unconditionally could not be destroyed.

As if the swordsman had already come to a conclusion, he moved right away.

“I will go see the mayor again.”

“I will.”

“If you need anything, tell the mayor. The mayor is a better person than you think, so he will listen to any request.”

I saw the appearance of the mayor encouraging people at the site.

If he had no courage, he would have been the first to try to escape from the city after a rough assessment of the situation.

However, because he remained in the city and led the charge, the citizens were able to shake off their anxiety even a little.

Before that, I looked for Raeli.

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Just then, she came back sweating profusely.

“How many people come in from outside the castle? There were so many people that I almost couldn’t find my parents.”

“I’m glad you found it, though.”

The inside of the city has already begun to be filled with too many people.

To the extent that even being separated from a child for a while would make her a lost child.

Because there are too many people, naturally, confusion is bound to increase.

At this point, Raeli was given one more task.

It is to bring Changsung and his older brother together, who are now separated.

“Can you bring your brother and Asher here?”

“Yeah, I think I left the two of them behind.”

Raeli nodded and moved as I said.

If Chang-sung and his brother aren’t going somewhere separately, they’ll still be staying at the wall.

After letting Raeli go, she faced the mayor who comforted the citizens with the sword castle.

Wiping his sweat, he greeted the Sword Saint.

“Look again. Confucius.”

“Mayor, let me introduce you to someone who will help me with this task.”

“I would really appreciate it if you could help me with this.”

The mayor looked at me and frowned for a moment.

When I thought about it, I realized that I hadn’t had a big problem so far, but in the current situation, it was a stumbling block.

That is my age and status.

There was no problem with the swordsman.

He had the status of being the son of the most powerful duke.

But not me.

From the outside, he must be a sickly boy.

“Nice to meet you, I am Anthony’s Mayor David Ansanio.”

“Nice to meet you.”

Mayor David nodded and asked me a question.

“Ummm, I’ll ask you anyway.”

“It is.”

“Are you of the same status as Prince Reinhardt?”

“no.”

“Then who are you?”

The mayor’s attitude changes at my word.

It’s a natural look.

Regardless of status, age, or position, it was all because I was low.

It is a world full of nobles who do not even treat people of low status.

Even if they are the same nobles, the baron is the lowest-ranking noble, so he is reluctant to even talk to him.

“Do you know the principle behind the dark magic in the sky?”

“Yes, I heard from the priests. So I will try to make as few civilians die as possible.”

“I have a way to destroy that black magic.”

The mayor’s eyes widen.

His eyes widened when he said he had a method for his biggest worry, the problem to be solved.

If it weren’t for the black magic overhead, the warlock army wouldn’t be an unstoppable disaster.

“Is it possible? Then you will be the hero of this city. I will definitely repay you.”

“I will make it that way. However, there is something you need help with.”

“You can say anything.”

He nodded.

The mayor didn’t question my identity or whether it was really possible.

It seemed like he was grabbing at straws.

Of course, it must have been based on trust in the swordsman who introduced me.

He told me one by one the necessary preparations for the black magic baffle.

There were some rather sensitive items among them, but the mayor nodded his head without showing much expression.

“Well, I see. Even if there are some things that are a bit difficult to prepare, I will do my best to mobilize everything.”

“Thank you.”

“I don’t need to say thank you, as long as I can succeed, that’s enough.”

There was no need to convince the mayor.

Because I immediately started giving orders to my adjutant.

However, in the process of executing my request, noise was created.

The adjutant glanced at me and objected.

“What do you believe in that boy? Mayor.”

“He was introduced by Reinhard Rousselmani. If you can’t trust him, who else can you trust?”

“Even so, it is an excessive demand. Unable to.”

Despite the opposition of his adjutant, his will was strong.

“Then are there any alternatives?”

“If it is an alternative, in the capital… .”

“Should we just suck our fingers while waiting for help from the capital?”

“Then even the minimal identification of the author properly… .”

“How do you do an identity check in such an isolated situation? If there is no other option, keep your mouth shut and do what you are told to do well.”

“…All right. Mayor.”

The mayor nodded and faced me again.

He said holding my hand.

“I will believe you.”

“Thank you for trusting me.”

“I’ll provide you with a place first. The safest place in the city is City Hall. You can use any room you want there.”

“I will use it well.”

More than I thought, the mayor listened to my request as well as possible.

Despite the opposition of the adjutant.

So something was strange.

I look at the Sword Master.

“Why?”

“Have you ever written anything?”

“What number are you using?”

The only person who could make the mayor look like that was the swordsman.

The swordsman gave me separate support, or gave me a special guarantee.

However, the swordsman shook his head.

“What am I going to do with the mayor’s heart? It’s unusual to have such an unusual amount of trust in you.”

“…is it?”

I remembered the market before the return.

It was the mayor who came up with a tricky countermeasure in a situation worse than the current Black Pagoda owner.

If it was later, support from the capital would have come and fought the Golden Knights.

So, is the mayor innate with a subtle intuition?

In any case, it was nice to have full support.

The Sword Master mentioned the most sensitive part among the items I needed, perhaps thanks to hearing my story from the side.

“If it’s a death row inmate, I guess I’m right?”

“It must be that a large amount of demonic energy is needed.”

The dagger only generates demonic energy through self-sacrifice.

You cannot acquire demonic energy by stabbing others.

If that were the case, I wouldn’t have to poke my own hand, I would have stabbed someone else to gain magic.

That’s why I induce the death row inmate to stab my hand and draw out the demonic energy.

There was a point where I had to die in the middle to get magic by stabbing my hand, and it took a lot of time to resurrect after death.

That’s why they use death row inmates.

At least in the eyes of others, it was a conscientious way to acquire demons.

The swordsman didn’t particularly care about moral issues.

I just pointed out something different.

“Right now, it’s an emergency, so there won’t be any problems. Besides, if the other kids know you’re a warlock, they won’t really take issue with it. Even the warriors will.”

“…probably.”

“But what about after this is over?”

The swordsman pointed out the most important problem.

After all, black magicians were shunned and a kind of stigma.

It’s not about sacrificing my lifespan with a dagger to use black magic for a while.

Being branded as a ‘black wizard’ is a matter of another dimension.

It had to be.

Sacrificing death row inmates at City Hall so that they can stand out in the public eye. The fact that he is a black magician will spread widely.

Or cheat properly.

Hold the origin of the star in your hand.

Here was a miraculous item that allowed black magicians to use impossible magic.

“There is a way.”

“…Then, I won’t mind.”

The swordsman shook his head and moved to the other side.

As if this was all he could offer me, he turned to the mayor.

After he left, at the perfect timing, Raeli came here with Chang and Ardel.

Changsung quietly raised his hand and shook it.

She looked depressed, as if she was apologetic for causing me trouble with her earlier actions.

No, was it originally like that?

“Okay, are you okay?”

“Reinhardt helped.”

It was a little bit disastrous, but it’s okay since the swordsman covered it up.

Changsung nodded, saying he was happy.

The older brother next to her looked at me quietly.

“Argal.”

“why?”

“I have a lot to ask.”

It was different from the atmosphere he usually had.

I was going to say something serious.

I thought that what was to come has come.

The ‘younger brother Argal’ he knows.

Because the gap between ‘Argal the Undead’ was so extreme.

I was trying to ask a reasonable question.

“Can we talk for a moment?”