Chapter 129 : Chapter 129
Chapter 129 Noah Basor (3)
“Egna. I want to go too.”
“No. It’s dangerous.”
“I can protect my own body.”
“How old are you?”
“I have my coming-of-age ceremony next year.”
“No.”
“I killed five magicians. Even though it was my first time. I can do better next time.”
“No.”
“But it will be easier if I’m there. The ones the trash are after are me.”
“The master, Basor, is here, what are you talking about? If I just show him, they’ll all wag their tails.”
“My pride is on the line. Being fed by someone is only for when you’re just born.”
“They feed you when you’re lying in a sickbed too. Just say it’s because you were injured.”
“Egna knows beastmen well.”
“If it really doesn’t work, I’ll just pretend to be a beastman…”
“But we’d rather die than live like that.”
“…If it gets dangerous, you get out.”
“Okay.”
***
Noah Basor was a man who, in many ways, devoured the gazes of those around him.
A handsome appearance and height. On top of that, his black hair stained with the unique blue of Basor shone particularly blue under the sunlight.
At least his clothes didn't have anything that symbolized Basor… but they looked expensive at a glance.
“That can’t be.”
“It is.”
“Basor is a hero family. What would the noble Red Tower be lacking…”
“I’m doing this because it is.”
But such a man was even raising his voice, shouting.
“You still don’t believe me? Even after Ayade testified herself?”
“So there’s a misunderstanding…”
“That’s why we’re going to check now. Whether it’s a misunderstanding or not, you see for yourself and decide. You’re a spellcaster, right?”
Simurtr covered Noah’s mouth.
He could feel the gazes of those around them definitely decreasing.
But it was still burdensome.
“Wear this.”
“Ugh.”
Simurtr threw the robe he was wearing over Noah.
It belonged to Alengdre Heichi.
“Then your clothes will stand out.”
“This? In what way?”
Simurtr was wearing black martial arts clothes.
“It’s not something Alengdre Heichi of the Red Tower would wear. I heard he’s a noble, and he cares a lot about how others see him.”
“Ah. Right.”
“But since you passed through Hindra, a robe would be better.”
“I’ll have to buy another one.”
Simurtr bought a robe from a random shop he saw.
There were two, and he gave one to Noah and got the Red Tower robe back.
“You pay.”
“Is it the commission fee?”
“Do you have a conscience?”
“…If it’s a false accusation, you’ll have to return it.”
“If it’s true, I’m hitting you.”
“Alright. I’ll take a few hits.”
He was raised preciously, so his pride in Basor is great.
Noah had confidence in his family.
It’s natural. He was born in the era after the war, and the world was praising his family as a hero family.
“Alengdre Heichi. A disciple of the Red Tower Abera branch manager. Correct?”
Simurtr recited the personal information he had heard from Rubi.
It was to contrast it with what Noah knew.
“That is correct.”
“33 years old.”
“Mm. Born on May 12th.”
“His relationships within the branch are all so-so, without leaning to one side.”
“I heard he’s of noble birth but has a relatively gentle personality.”
“Gentle? He went ballistic as soon as I mentioned Kua.”
“He was insulted, so he had no choice.”
“He said I knew too much. Me.”
“……”
“As he’s the only disciple, the branch manager also cherishes him.”
“…That is correct.”
“But why do you know so much?”
The answers came out smoothly.
It was Abera of Lampina. A place quite far from Basor’s territory.
It would be overwhelming to memorize even the magicians of the Magic Tower in the territory, but this man had a mere branch magician down pat.
“I have memorized all the magicians affiliated with the main family. And the Magic Tower.”
“Even the branches? All of them?”
“Yes.”
A great sincerity.
The magicians of the Magic Tower must have been moved many times so far.
‘It means his interest in his own family is as high as his pride.’
I heard he had become quite famous thanks to Bahab.
Even though Noah saw Simurtr’s bare face, he did not recognize this side.
It means he is completely absorbed in his own family or magic.
The information he wants to obtain through the crow must also be related to that.
“Did you memorize the Black Tower too?”
“No. It is an undeserved treatment for the Black Tower, which has abandoned humanity.”
“You side with the Red Tower, which abandoned it together? Aren’t you discriminating too much just because they were exiled?”
“…I can say with certainty that is not the case. The cooperation with Kua and the human experiments were carried out solely by the exiled Black Tower. If the Red Tower’s branch were related to Kua, it is impossible for the main family not to know.”
“Right. It’s impossible for them not to know.”
Simurtr laughed it off.
It’s just a waste of breath to talk. Isn’t it a spellcaster who only comes to his senses after experiencing every phenomenon in the world for himself?
‘They say the ones who sought out the forbidden Aitentel the most, and died the most, were the spellcasters.’
He reached out to open the general store’s door, but it opened on its own.
Simurtr handed a robe to Ayade, who had come out to meet him.
“Don’t take it off.”
“Even when we get there?”
“You have to take it off when you’re confirming.”
“Okay.”
“…The work I have to do will take some time.”
“I know.”
“It will not be a very pleasant experience.”
Is it safe?
He can’t be sure.
Beden, who had been kidnapped by the Black Tower, was safely in a steel hospital room.
But there is no guarantee that it will be the same this time.
“But if I succeed, won’t Egna be able to do things more comfortably?”
“That’s true, but it’s meaningless if I lose you.”
“And this is the way I can contribute the most to the revenge.”
“Probably.”
“Then it’s fine. I’ll send the signal well on my own.”
“Alright.”
“But if I fail, the children…”
“If it seems like you’re going to fail, don’t try to do anything, just send a signal. You can even explode your fighting spirit. I’ll handle everything myself.”
The explosion of fighting spirit.
At those words, Ayade’s eyes widened.
“Berserk? You know about that too?”
“I told you I’ve lived for quite a long time.”
“But then I can’t stop.”
“I can stop you.”
Simurtr turned his head.
Noah was watching with a bored and displeased look. It was because he didn’t believe this side’s conversation.
He would have no particular feelings, and he would rather quickly依頼 information to the crow than get involved in such a matter.
“It seems like a useless worry, doesn’t it? It doesn’t even register.”
“To be honest, yes.”
“You may have the same blood, but you don’t know Basor well.”
***
Noah Basor had many questions.
What was the relationship between this mysterious man, disguised as Alengdre Heichi, and the crow?
How could he wield Phantasmal Ability?
In the Great Desert Hindra, what had happened to Alengdre Heichi and the five magicians?
Was what this man said true, or a lie?
If it was a lie, why was that tiger beastman glaring at him as if to kill him?
‘It was the Black Tower’s sole doing.’
Why was he attaching the disgusting name of Kua to the Red Tower?
…Why was this man acting as if he knew Basor well?
“Can you tell me your identity?”
“You’re curious about that in this situation?”
“Because it must be a false accusation.”
Unrelated, and innocent.
Ayade Serilka. That tiger beastman is misunderstanding. And in that misunderstanding, Alengdre Heichi and five magicians died.
‘They must have mistaken someone who was plotting a kidnapping for the magicians of the Red Tower. Alengdre Heichi and the other magicians died unfairly.’
So he could be sure, Noah Basor.
And for good reason, he was a hero family.
Basor is, even at this very moment, striving for the harmony and development of the continent.
It was Basor who eliminated the presence of Hindra and formed a new exchange between the west, centered on the Holy See, and the east of Melken.
They are distributing Magic Gates without regard to borders. They are trying to lower the cost so that many can use them.
In the past era of peace, the five Magic Towers had not rested for a single day. They busily traveled through the Magic Gates to restore the damage of the Doom War.
They pride themselves on having widely spread magic, which was once called the exclusive property of the nobles. That is why the branches of the Magic Tower were established all over the continent.
Anyone with talent, if they wish, can now walk the path of magic. They are different from the Sage's Castle, which cares for other races as a focus and divides them.
The five Magic Towers of Basor are contributing to the continent.
“Heichi. Behind?”
“He is a noble person who came from Basor. Ah. Are you asking about the one in restraints?”
So.
The magician who is greeting us on the first floor of the Red Tower branch.
He should not understand the words of the man disguised as Alengdre Heichi.
“Yes. May I check his face?”
If so.
Absolutely.
“How could I? He's a Matrix I worked hard to catch.”
What are you doing?
Noah’s lips move.
He should shake his head and argue that he is mistaken about something.
“What? Perhaps…”
“Yes. I’ll let you in on it. He’s a beastman. And a precious tiger tribe at that.”
What are you doing?
Now he should suspect his identity and realize that someone has disguised himself as Alengdre Heichi.
A hero family, Basor. A magician who belongs to the Red Tower, among the five great Magic Towers, should rightfully do so.
“Congratulations!”
“I told you to be quiet.”
“Please come in quickly. There is also a guest who has come to our branch.”
Why.
“Why are you not doing it? Why?”
Noah shouted without realizing it.
“What?”
“No. The journey must have been very arduous. I will serve you well.”
Simurtr pushed Noah’s back and entered.
“Why are you not surprised by the word ‘Matrix’? Why are you not surprised by the fact that he brought a beastman?”
The magician did not hear Noah’s shout.
A Phantasmal Color that occurred in an instant. Simurtr’s illusion had deafened the magician.
“Should I report to the branch manager?”
“No. I’ll do that separately. After we go down first.”
“The branch manager will also be very pleased.”
“I’m looking forward to it.”
Clank. Clank.
As Simurtr pushed Noah and walked, Ayade, with shackles on her arms and legs, followed behind, making a metallic sound.
‘A branch of the Red Tower.’
Noah was still straining the veins in his neck, but Simurtr didn't care.
He just used Phantasmal Ability to prevent Noah's voice from being heard by the people on the first floor.
‘He seems to need some time.’
Hadn't he already been told the truth to the point of being sick of it?
Noah had realized it in his head, but he was avoiding it because he disliked the truth.
His ideology as a magician must have helped him to do so.
‘We’re going to the basement anyway.’
The time to see and experience it for himself would soon come.
Kua’s facility. Certain physical evidence that even a magician’s ideology cannot deny.
From beginning to end. Noah has a duty to watch over them.
From the side, he must watch everything this side does and then tattle to Basor.
‘There is magic equipment. But it’s clumsy.’
It is far from the Magic Towers he had experienced in his past life, and the Black Tower he had destroyed in this life.
It is just a branch.
It has been expanded with space magic, but it is not as huge as a Magic Tower. If you stand at the entrance, you can easily see the opposite wall.
It was an facility even inferior to the exiled Black Tower.
‘The Sword Net is also working well.’
I don't need to worry about the ground floor.
Then the basement. Simurtr looked at the floor.
‘In the Black Tower, the first basement floor was the research lab. The second floor was the laboratory. The third and fourth floors were the prisons where the test subjects were kept.’
Simurtr recalled Deban’s words.
The structure of Kua’s facilities is basically the same.
He said it’s the same no matter which branch you go to.
‘In the Black Tower, the successful test subjects were kept on the ground floor. But that’s because the Black Tower is a Magic Tower. Thanks to the space being expanded with magic, there was no burden in building facilities.’
It was a Black Tower that was not constrained by anything.
Because they were exiled, they didn't have to worry about how others saw them.
‘It’s different here. The space expansion is also poor, and although it’s a Red Tower branch, it’s in another country.’
They have no choice but to be mindful of the lord, and further, Lampina.
It means they have to be meticulous so as not to be discovered.
“But that’s just the basement.”
Simurtr let out a chuckle.
10 meters. If he focused on the Sword Net, he could clearly feel the presence of people in the basement.
“They really think the lamp's base is the darkest place.”
It’s not that Basor is hiding it perfectly.
It’s just that Lampina, the continent, can’t touch Basor.
Wasn’t that the reason why the Black Tower’s atrocities became their sole doing?
Basor knows the power of its name better than anyone. That is why they are acting so arrogantly.
“Noah.”
“I showed a disgraceful side of myself. I apologize.”
“It's okay. So. How are you now?”
Simurtr.
Believes the oath Noah made.
But Noah does not believe it. The oath he made was only about Degrate.
The reason he followed him this far was to grasp the truth, not to help this side's work.
“Do you want to stop me?”
After knowing the truth?
Noah didn't say he wouldn't interfere, nor did he say he would.
‘How will he react?’
At this very moment.
Simurtr was curious about how Noah would react.
It's different from when he first met Haryun.
Simurtr no longer wears colored glasses.
It was pure curiosity. He wanted to get an answer to the question of how he should treat this young Basor in the future.
‘The ones I’ve met so far were the strange ones.’
The direct descendants of Mectera did not resemble Gerehk.
Jahar was reminiscent of Orde and a young Medeoban, and Ael resembled Arnea.
Beden? In the past it was Janya, but now that he’s come to his senses, I don’t really know.
‘Haryun was the complete opposite of Akarr.’
If we use the memories of his past life as a standard, the only normal person among the hero family’s direct descendants of this generation was Hejel Bahab.
‘Come to think of it, there’s no one like Hejel.’
Only Hejel was worthy of Bahab.
That fact, Simurtr rather likes.
He hopes Noah Basor is also such a person.
He hopes he doesn’t act like Haryun for no reason.
He hopes that no more unnecessary emotions arise in the process of killing the traitors.
‘If it were Kaliak Basor… he would say he has to see it with his own two eyes.’
Then what about Noah Basor?
“Not yet. I must see it with my own two eyes.”
That’s right.
“And you’ll decide then?”
“Is that not allowed?”
“Of course it is. But what if it’s true?”
If he’s a normal person.
‘If it were Kaliak Basor, he would destroy this branch. And he would have it rebuilt. This time, more secretly. In a place where he wouldn’t be discovered.’
A sense of anticipation appeared in Simurtr’s eyes as he looked at Noah.
“…Then the Abera branch will have to be rebuilt.”
That’s right.
“Next time, it has to be built without leaving a trace. The Kua facility should be kept far away too.”
“…Do not insult the main family any further. I know the current situation is suspicious. But I am a Basor.”
Noah warned.
Right now, Simurtr was crossing the line.
“Ah. Is this a secret? You can be honest. I’ll keep it a secret. If you want, I’ll swear on mana too.”
“The crime must be punished.”
“The crime of being caught?”
“What are you talking about? I am a proud hero family, the successor of Basor.”
Noah’s face crumpled.
Unstained, transparent, upright eyes.
Simurtr unknowingly thought of Jahar.
“If it is the truth, Ayade Serilka. I will apologize on behalf of Basor, and I will swear. I will make sure something like this never happens again.”
…Someday.
Jahar, who had apologized on behalf of Arnea for the exile incident she had been involved in.
“This place. I will destroy the Abera branch, and I will hold the Red Tower accountable for its crime. I will purge all the related magicians. As the successor of Basor, I will do it myself.”
His wide-open eyes, unable to tolerate injustice, confess his sincerity.
“Fuck.”
Another bust.