I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 165

Chapter 165

Episode 165

“That’s none of your business. If you follow my story, I’ll give you freedom.”

“…freedom?”

“Okay, I’ll let you go. But close the core. Run away to the Union or not, it’s up to you.”

“!!”

It was an offer he couldn’t refuse.

“…How can you believe that story?”

“I think you’re mistaken. You’re the one who’s lacking. You don’t think I’ll keep you alive forever, do you, when you’re not even worth being a prisoner?”

The warlock swallowed a sigh.

In reality, he was in a situation where he didn’t know when he would be killed.

“…Is it really true that all I have to do is unfold the spell?”

“Yes. But you have to do it over and over again until I say it’s done.”

The warlock shook his head.

‘I really don’t understand why they’re making me do this. Do they really think I can learn it just by watching?’

The warlock laughed.

The unique spells of a famous black magic family could never be learned by an outsider.

Not only was the formula itself thoroughly secured, but from the time one first learned black magic, unless one built up the layers of spells with the unique pattern of the family, called the ‘Family Fingerprint’, one could not properly manifest it.

‘Well, it’s none of my business.’

“…My curse specialty is the erosion sect, which delves into the opponent’s mind. The Jin-gang spell I learned is ‘Sinking of Sleep.’”

At around 5 stars, even within the same curse, the main lineage is divided.

This is the same for other black magic fields, as well as the white magic of the Union.

“Enough with the explanation. Just unfold it.”

The guard brought a cart he had prepared in advance into the prison.

It was a warehouse where small demons were kept.

‘Sleep Sinking’ was a powerful curse that caused death by reflecting what happened during sleep on the actual body, so it was difficult to apply it to humans.

‘Actually, the exact type of curse doesn’t matter.’

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Chris wasn’t trying to steal or learn the cursed magic spells.

Since you can improve the spells as much as you want if you put your mind to it, there was no need to go through the trouble of stealing other people’s spells and learning them.

Chris is trying to steal something else.

‘We must see the true meaning of Jin-gang’s curse.’

It is the concept of black magic corresponding to enlightenment.

The reason why the spells of the black magic masters are powerful is not simply because the spell techniques themselves are excellent.

It was because of the unique true meaning that the family held.

The black magic masters each possessed a high-level truth that penetrated the truth of black magic, and this truth was never accessible to black magicians outside of the school.

‘Just as the power of a spell varies depending on the will held, the power of black magic also varies greatly depending on the true intention obtained.’

Of course, even within the prestigious black magic schools, the truth is divided into several branches.

Even if you are exposed to the same truth, the results are different for each person.

There was a small possibility that the true intention learned by the black magician in front of him was a higher level true intention learned by the direct descendants of the Cursed Maga.

‘It doesn’t matter. All I need is a clue.’

Chris’s eyes sunken.

The flow of curses.

The malice contained within it.

Each and every pattern and formula of will was engraved in Chris’s mind.

A new truth began to emerge in Chris’ mind.

It was Chris’s new true intention, completely different from the true intention the black magician had shown.

After all preparations are done.

The time has come.

A mysterious monster from Maga has been caught infiltrating the Marquisate of Shupen.

* * *

After secretly checking from a distance, I could see the devil’s lingering scent.

It was a characteristic of Patera.

Unlike other demon contractors who thoroughly erase the traces of the demon, Patera is unable to completely hide the demon’s aftereffects.

“It’s definitely the monster of the mysterious Maga.”

“I hope not.”

Marquis Schuppen let out a long sigh and said:

“Are you really going to do it like that? Your plan is too dangerous. It’s not too late. I and the five generals will take care of that monster.”

A voice that still couldn’t shake off its concern for Christian.

Because Christian’s plan was too risky.

But Chris just chuckled.

“You must have forgotten, I am also a captain.”

“…….”

“Let’s begin the operation.”

Marquis Schuppen nodded heavily.

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The plan was to lure them outside first, as we didn’t know what kind of damage they would cause if a fight broke out inside the castle.

The method of enticement was simple.

Chris stepped out of the castle.

‘I said I was Patera’s target, so he will sense the presence of my soul and follow me.’

Patera is a test subject.

They were thoroughly modified to be vessels for the devil to descend, and their perception system was different from that of humans.

Rather than using the five senses such as the eyes, nose, and mouth, one moves and pursues the opponent using spiritual senses.

indeed.

-Your Majesty, the bastard has left the castle. He is heading exactly in the direction you are heading.

Merlin, who had been secretly spying on him, reported through the remote communication port.

“It’s okay now, so don’t track me any further.”

-all right.

“Follow the order I give you.”

Chris gave Merlin a special task force-like mission.

-Okay, then. Please be careful.

Melinda’s voice is worried about Chris.

Because it was an extremely dangerous operation.

But Chris answered calmly.

“Don’t worry, trust me. This is actually an opportunity to spread my fame.”

It wasn’t just words.

The mysterious Maga is considered an exceptional being in the Magic Empire.

So, if you defeat the mysterious monster of Maga, Chris’s fame will spread throughout the entire Magic Empire.

Such a reputation would serve him well in the future as he exerted influence outside of the Dark Magic.

‘But then the plan has to be successful.’

Chris’s eyes softened.

Although he looked confident, he was also nervous.

But I never thought about failure.

Pfft!

The light air was spread out.

Patera was chasing the soul’s traces anyway. Using techniques to interfere with tracking was useless.

I headed straight to my destination.

It was a desolate, uninhabited mountain valley far from the mainland.

An eerie wind blew.

After a moment of catching my breath, a being appeared before me.

‘Patera!’

At first glance, the appearance looked ordinary.

No, can this be called ordinary?

Perhaps due to having been subjected to human experimentation, his face and body were covered in deep wrinkles and horrible scars, making it difficult to guess his gender and age.

That’s not all.

Empty eyes, as if one had lost one’s sight.

Drool was flowing out of his gaping mouth.

I reached out to Chris, who was shaking as if he was on drugs.

“Uh… uh… uh… yes… you’re… Christian… right? Judging by the feel of your soul… it seems right.”

Patera looked at Chris and opened his mouth hesitantly.

Chris crossed his arms.

It was the beginning of an operation.

“no.”

“…Ah…you…?”

“Yes, I am not Christian.”

As you can see, Patera’s humanity has been wiped out and his mind is not in perfect condition.

Since he only had a low level of intelligence left to follow orders, he showed a confused reaction.

“No… It’s definitely right… This trace of the soul… It’s Christian… Right….”

Patera tilted his head repeatedly and then said, “Ah.”

“That’s…a lie. You’re…Christian.”

“no.”

“Hey…don’t lie!!”

Boom!!

A tremendous momentum surged forward with the final shout.

The trees around him shook as if they were about to be uprooted, and Chris mustered up his strength to avoid getting hurt.

‘It’s just an outburst of emotion, but it has this much power?’

Chris stuck out his tongue.

I couldn’t even guess how powerful it would be if it were used properly.

Jebuk, Patera started to approach.

“I… have to kill you… I don’t necessarily want to kill you… I’m sorry… I was ordered to… kill you…”

“I am not a Christian.”

“Lying again….”

“Look over there.”

A figure appeared in the direction Chris pointed with his finger.

The unexpected person was Alos.

Alos shouted with a pale face.

“I, I… am Christian! You monster!!”

That’s nonsense.

The reason Alos does such absurd things is because Christian ordered him to do so.

‘Ugh! I’m scared!! Save me!! This Christian is a bad guy, a devil!!’

But then something incomprehensible happened.

Patera looked confused as she looked back and forth between Alos and Christian.

“…Why…are there two Christian souls?”

It’s thanks to Chris using the hidden relic, the Constellation Insignia, on Alos!

The insignia of a constellation not only give it an outward resemblance, but also disguise its very essence.

That is, even the soul could be disguised to resemble something.

As Patera, who judges others with spiritual senses rather than the five senses, this is a situation where he cannot help but be unable to make a judgment.

The situation became even more confusing there.

“Me too, Christian, you monster.”

Jupienne appeared.

She was disguised in her own way, disguising herself as a man, similar to Christian.

“Look at me. Do you see my distasteful face? I am the unluckiest Christian in the world.”

Jupien forced the corners of his lips up and made an unlucky expression.

I tried to imitate Christian’s expression in my own way, but of course it couldn’t match the original’s unlucky expression.

It was a messy disguise and a messy performance, but Patera was confused again.

“Christian’s soul… three?”

The insignia of the constellations were also used on Jupien.

Of course, it is very difficult to wear the constellation insignia on so many people.

It didn’t last long, but it didn’t matter.

Because Chris didn’t need much time.

“Who… who… really?”

“I’m not. I think that guy over there with the sly look on his face is the real one.”

Chris pointed to Alos.

“It’s not me! That bastard… No, that guy is the real deal!”

“No, I’m real. I disguised myself very well.”

Patera was in complete trouble as everyone chattered away frantically.

“…Is it all real? No…is it all fake…? Then…who should I kill?”

Patera, who was very confused, suddenly muttered.

“Ah… Ah… I guess I should just… kill them all.”

An eerie voice.

But it was too late.

Chris opened his hands.

Phaaaat!!

A magic circle that appears around Patera.

Yes, that’s right.

The reason Chris mobilized two people to confuse Patera was to buy time to activate this magic circle.

“Now is the time!”

Then, five people who had been hiding jumped out.

They were the five generals.

“It’s our turn next!”

“Unfold the yam blockade!!”

The reason the Dark Lord was so strong was because of the passing technique.

Each and every Dark Magic Army soldier is not strong.

So, a passing technique was developed to deal with the strong in large numbers.

The passing line that the five generals are currently unfolding is a passing line of thought to deal with the highest level mines of 7 stars or higher!

‘It’s a pass line to tie up the feet of an opponent that is difficult to deal with.’

Its power was so great that even the highest-ranking mines of 7 stars or higher could not easily escape it.

The problem is that Patera is no ordinary mine.

The moment the power of the devil descends, this passing line will collapse in an instant.

But it was okay.

Because we have prepared a plan.