Chapter 50 (2/2)

“What are you talking about?”

“I am Pierre, an Elder. His magic wave is cold, but it wasn’t as sullen as yours.”

At that, Pierre, or the man with that appearance, smiled.

“You were a genius at Albert’s time but maybe you were not.”

“What, what did you say?”

The name of Meister Albert was never spoken without honorifics.

Jameson began to get suspicious about his identity. However, the fear started to make his body stiff.

“If you decide to not speak to me, then you’re going to force me to look for it.”

“Uhk!”

The appearance of Pierre disappeared from his face, and a sparking skull appeared.

‘A Li… Lich?!’

Jameson was about to retreat but was dragged forward when the Lich had opened his hands.

He tried to fight back using his own magic, but he was overpowered and was made to kneel down forcibly with his head near the hand of the Lich.

‘Kaaaak?!’

As the black energy rose from the Lich’s hands, Jameson began to feel terrible pain which he had never experienced.

It was like hundreds and thousands of needles were piercing through his head. Sharp pain like a knife was trying to cut his head open.

Whether the pain was real or not, the Lich was trying to get inside the memories of Jameson with dark magic, and he did find something.

‘No! That is Dark bullet!’

The Lich had recognized the magic that the intruder had used against Jameson.

Though it was different in color, it was definitely Dark bullet—a series of dark magic attacks.

‘The invader was a warlock?’

He wanted to know more, but the memory of Jameson ended there.

After a while, the Lich saw the library burning down from the inside, but the whereabouts of the blueprints were still unknown.

The Lich had certainly determined that the intruder had taken the blueprints. There was no way one would leave such a precious item to be burned in the fire.

‘Is it the Dark Moon of the Volga Republic? They are the only ones with warlocks apart from me…’

The Lich knew a lot of secrets, which were still unknown to the world.

One of them was that the Tower of Darkness was built by the warlocks of the Volga Republic.

Not known to the world, the Dark Moon was a group that was deeply involved in the founding and the affairs of the Republic.

If it wasn’t for the Dark Moon, the Volga Republic would have been crushed.

Even there too, they had a glimpse of the existence of the other side, and it was better to not say anything about them, and their massive warlocks since anyone who talked about them would get caught.

In addition, the constant conflict and confrontation between the Volga and the Baroque Empire had benefited the Veritas Magic Tower in numerous ways.

So, there was no need to ruin the opponent…

‘There is no good in trying to tilt the scale to one side. It’s annoying, but I seem to have to go to the north and get the blueprint.’

The Lich decided to free Jameson.

Of course, the work wasn’t done, but his head was infused with dark magic.

That meant that it would allow the Lich to stealthily control the host and find out everything the host was seeing, hearing and thinking about.

‘Let’s find out whom this guy was trying to contact in the Magic Tower, and who else is looking for the latest technology in our Magic Tower.’

“Uhuhuh… What the hell happened…?”

“Are you okay, manager?”

“Elder Pierre?”

Unlike before, Jameson was now convinced that the Lich was Pierre.

The Worm in his head made it look so.

“Do you have to work yourself up this much just because the library burned down? Keep working hard and be strong.”

“Uh, I’m sorry.”

After completing his work with Jameson, the Lich left Brandon and headed to the north for Volga Republic.

To recover the blueprints of the latest Hero-class Gigant of Veritas Magic Tower.

He never even gave a second thought.

That he had made a completely wrong judgment.