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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 123: Mages of the Tower (1)

Chapter 123: Mages of the Tower (1)

Late​ at night, people‌ were chasing entertainment​‌ and pleasure. Bars⁠‍ opened up in‍ the alleyways to​​ receive customers; gangs⁠ patrolled the streets‍​ and men roamed‌‌ the city looking‌‍ for prostitutes, and‍ the addition of‌⁠ one suspicious man​ in a robe⁠⁠ was very inconspicuous.‌

“Welcome.”⁠‍‍

The​ most notable gray‍‌‌ zone and borderline‌‌‌ of legal and‍‌ illegal premises were‍ the alleyway bars.⁠​‍ Black Mage Manroji‍‍ of the Tower‌ of Mages, was‍⁠ someone who was⁠⁠ well-versed with the‌‌‌ works of the⁠‍​ backstreets.

“Want⁠​‌ a meal or​ a drink?”

The​​ master behind the⁠ bar welcomed him​⁠⁠ in a not-so-welcoming​⁠​ way, as he⁠ did to every‍​ other customer. Manroji⁠ looked around and‍‍ found a staircase​ leading to the‌‌⁠ basement.

“Here‍ for a game‍‌​ or two.”

“Follow‌⁠ the stairs.”

They⁠​​ weren’t even thinking​‍ about hiding it.⁠ In truth, everyone‍‌ knew how bars‍ and pubs in​⁠‌ the alleys had⁠‌​ gambling dens and‍‍​ prostitutes so there​ was no reason‌ to really hide⁠‌ it.

Heading‍ downstairs, Manroji found​ a bustling crowd‍‌ with people each‌‌​ enjoying their own​‌ games. Most of⁠‌ the games involved⁠‌⁠ cards and dice⁠ for craps.

“Hehehe…”​⁠

Hiding​⁠‍ his grin, Manroji‌⁠‌ took his seat.‌‍‌

The‍‌‍ mage of the⁠ 4th floor of‍ the Tower of​⁠ Mages, Manroji, was⁠​‌ a typical gambling‍‌‍ addict, with such⁠ a severe addiction⁠‍ that he looked⁠​⁠ for gambling dens​‌ in whichever city‌ he went to.​‌

The‌‍‍ only thing that‍​⁠ set him apart‌‌ from other addicts‍ was…

‘That⁠ guy has two‌ pairs. And the⁠‌ other has a straight, huh.’

Inside​‌​ the dark underground​⁠​ den was a bat familiar stealthily​​‌ hiding in a corner of the​ room. The familiar​⁠ shared its vision‌‍​ with its owner,⁠​⁠ and provided Manroji‌‌‌ with a bunch⁠‌⁠ of information.

“Huhahaha…!”​

“Aye‌‌ shit. I lost⁠‌‍ again!”

“Damn‍ it!”

It‍‌ was another win⁠​​ streak today, but‌ too many wins‌‌‌ in a row‍ was bound to⁠​‍ make others suspicious‌ so Manroji suffered⁠⁠ a few intentional‍​ losses all the​ while enjoying his‌ victory.

“May‌ I please join?”⁠⁠​

Right‍‍‌ when the people‌ were starting to​⁠ leave, someone joined⁠⁠ the table. It‍‌​ was a beautiful​⁠⁠ young woman.

She‍‌ had ashen bob‍⁠ hair and was​ wearing an alluring‍ dress. Her bewitchingly​⁠⁠ beautiful smile complemented‌​‍ her confident charm.‍‌⁠

“Huhu.​⁠​ Of course.”

Seduced‍⁠ by the sudden‍ beauty, he decided‌ to drain the‍‍ purse of this​⁠​ lady. It was‌ a strategy he‌ used often, where‍ he made the‌‌​ woman he was​ fond of into‌⁠​ a beggar before⁠​⁠ asking for their‍‍‌ body.

And​‌‌ after an hour,​⁠‌ he was able⁠ to succeed in​ his plan.

“A,‍‌⁠ are you really…‌ going to give⁠ all the money​‌ back?”

“Hell⁠ yeah I am.⁠‌ Huhu. So hurry⁠‍‌ up and take​​​ off that piece‍ of cloth.”

On‍‌‌ one of the‍⁠ rooms on the⁠ second floor that⁠‌‍ was for accommodation‍​ and prostitution, Manroji⁠‌⁠ led the woman⁠⁠ he turned into⁠‍​ a beggar into​​⁠ the room.

“O,⁠ okay.”

The‍​ woman became very​‍ submissive after losing‌‍ dozens of gold​ coins at once.​ No matter how‌⁠ confident and attractive‍⁠‌ she was, she​⁠ was the same‍‍‍ as all the‌⁠ other girls that‌‌‍ fell before his​⁠ hands.

Thanks​‌​ to that, Manroji⁠​ thought to himself⁠ that his bed‌ won’t be so‍‍⁠ cold during his‍ stay in this⁠ city.

“B,‌ but… shouldn’t we​ introduce ourselves at⁠ the very least?”‌⁠‍

“Huhu,‍ why bother? All‌ you have to⁠ do is obediently​⁠‍ lay yourself in‍ my arms.”

“No.‌‍​ Of course I need your name.”​​‌

The⁠ atmosphere changed in⁠‍​ the blink of⁠ an eye. The​⁠⁠ beauty, who had​ been shivering until‌⁠⁠ then, suddenly looked‍ at him with‍ a chilling look​ in her eyes.‍

“Renya‍ Claire. Owner of‍‍​ this building.”

“What?”‌​

“Did⁠​‌ we seem that‌‌‌ easy to fool,‍⁠ mage?”

“…!!”‍⁠‌

– Slam!

Something​⁠ struck him on⁠‌ the back of‌⁠‍ his head, and⁠ Manroji fell face-first‍ into the cold‌​‍ floor of the⁠​‍ room.

“Fuu~.‌ Mages. Every single⁠‍‍ one of them.”​

“Great​‌ work. Can you​‌‌ wear some proper​‍ clothes now?”

“Was‍‍⁠ it too stimulating‍‌ for someone underage,​‍​ boss?”

Manroji’s⁠‌ consciousness faded away.​ The last thing⁠‍ he heard was⁠⁠ the voice of​‍​ a confident lady‌ and… a rather​‍⁠ familiar voice of⁠ a young man.‍⁠‌

……….‍

……​

After​‍‍ coming to himself,‌‌​ Manroji realized that‍⁠ he was in‌‍ the basement, as⁠ well as the​‍‌ fact that someone‌​ was looking at⁠​​ him.

“W,​ who is it!?‌​ How dare you⁠‌ do this to​‍⁠ me!”

“Hello,‍​ Mr. Wizard.”

“Huhp…!?”​⁠​

Spotting​‍ the owner of‍⁠‍ the voice, Manroji‍ gasped for breath.⁠⁠

In‍ front of him‌​‍ was a man​‌‍ wearing a bizarre⁠⁠ purple suit, and‌⁠ an eccentric clown-like‌ makeup. He was​ looking straight into‌⁠​ his eyes with‍⁠ a long smirk​​‍ on his face.​‌​

“W,‍​ who are you!”‍​‌

“…”⁠⁠‍

“W,⁠‍​ why aren’t you⁠‌‌ saying anything!?”

“No,‌​ wait. It’s been​ too long since‌ I watched the⁠ movie so I can’t think of‌ a good phrase.‍‍ Huu… It’s been​⁠ 4 to 5 years since I last watched it.”‌‍

“What…?”‌⁠‍

“Shhhh…⁠ It’s just a joke. Don’t fret.”‍⁠

Manroji‌​ immediately started shooting​ his mana at‌ the clown. It​ was a low-grade⁠​ magic, Fog of‍‍ Darkness, that did‌ not need any⁠ chant. Despite the​‌‌ low level of‍‍ the spell, it​ should still be⁠ enough to kill‍ a random alleyway⁠ thug.

– Hwaaak!

But​ unlike his expectations,‌​​ as soon as‌‌‌ the fog touched⁠ the clown, light​​ covered the darkness‌ and pushed it⁠‌ away. The fog‍ immediately disappeared into‍⁠ nothing as if‍ it was cleansed.⁠‌

“W,‍⁠‍ what…!?”

“I‌ don’t even need​ the sun for‌ a curse at‌​ this level.”

Manroji‍⁠ realized that his‌‌‌ magic wouldn’t work⁠ on him. The​‍‍ opponent was too⁠‍‌ close for him‍‌⁠ to start chanting‍⁠‌ a medium-grade spell.‍⁠‌ It was incredibly‍ obvious that a dagger would end⁠‍⁠ up piercing through‌‍‌ his throat the‌ moment he welled​‍⁠ up his mana.​​​

He⁠ was therefore frightened‌‌ and rushed.

“Do‌‌ you know who​ I am!? I am a mage‌‌ from the 4th⁠⁠⁠ floor of the⁠ Tower of…!”

“I​‌​ don’t care but‌‍‌ what I do‌‌ know, is that‍‍‌ your life will‌ be over if‍‍‌ I catch you⁠ telling another lie.”​

The⁠ clown said with​ the bat-shaped familiar⁠⁠‌ in his hand.‍‌​

“Now,⁠⁠ are you ready⁠‌ for a conversation,‌⁠‌ buddy?”

****‌

“Korin.​⁠‍ It’s this way.⁠ Come here!”

I was in the‍⁠ downtown area of​ Merkarva City with‌​⁠ Marie. It wasn’t⁠⁠​ because of anything⁠​ serious; we were​​‍ out to have‍ a look at‍⁠‍ a distribution company​‍‍ affiliated under the‌⁠ Dunareff Family, which‍‍ had officially created⁠​‌ a branch in‌‌⁠ Merkarva.

『Dunareff​‌ Fresh Produce』

It⁠‍ was a company‌ that hadn’t existed‌‌ in Merkarva City​⁠ in the last‌​‌ iteration. Looking back‍ at it now,​ there had been​⁠ a lot of‍ changes in the‍‌ campus as a result of Marie’s‍ confinement.

One​⁠ of them was‍ that the academy‍⁠ cafeteria food had⁠‍ turned horrible and‍​ stayed horrible for⁠⁠‌ a very long⁠‍⁠ time.

“Senior.⁠​ If I remember⁠‌‍ correctly, the company‌‌ that supplies the‌‍ Academy with food⁠ was one of⁠‌ your companies right?”‍

“Hnn?‌‍⁠ Umm, I think​ so? I think‍‌ my dad ‘donates’‌​‍ them though.”

“…”​‌

Donation…?‌ Seeing the dumbfounded‌⁠ look on my‌​‌ face, Marie chuckled⁠⁠‍ and tapped me‌ on my nose.‍

“I’m⁠​ joking! There are‍‌ more than 3,000​⁠ people including the⁠ staff. Of course​‌⁠ we can’t give‌‍​ that much for​⁠ free!”

“R,‌⁠ right? Plus, there’s⁠⁠‍ no way all​ those potatoes would​‍ be free…”

“Ah,​ for the potatoes,⁠⁠⁠ I’m taking a small portion out‍​ of the amount‌⁠⁠ we supply the‍ kingdom with using⁠ my allowance to⁠​​ share with everyone.”⁠‌⁠

“…”​‍‌

By‍ ‘small’, you mean⁠ the mountain of⁠​​ potatoes that are‌ kept in a separate potato warehouse…⁠​⁠ right?

“Anyway,​​⁠ so why are​⁠⁠ we going there?”​⁠‍

“It’s‍​​ the opening rehearsal‌​ day for our‌​ store today, so⁠ I thought we‍‍​ could try out‌⁠⁠ some sample food.‍ There were a few things I wanted to give‍ you as well!”⁠​

“I‍‍ see.”

The‍​​ store that Marie​ led me to…⁠‍ was pretty big.⁠‌⁠ It was like​⁠‌ a massive fruit⁠ and vegetable warehouse,‌⁠ and it also⁠​ had a second⁠​ floor along with⁠‌‍ a restaurant. It‌⁠ seemed that they‌ had the intention​‌ of wholeheartedly jumping‍⁠ into the food‌⁠ industry using the‍‌ abundant ingredients they​ bring directly from‍‍​ the south.

But…⁠ wasn’t this like‌ the tyranny of​​​ a large corporation,⁠ making all the⁠‍ nearby small companies​ go out of‌‍​ business?

“Can‍​ you give us​ this potato puree,‍​ some hash browns,​​⁠ potato cake, potato​⁠ meat stew, potato​ gnocchi, a potato‍‌⁠ croquette, fried potatoes,⁠​ and a potato‌⁠‌ pie? Thank you!”‌​

As​‌‍ if this was‌​​ what she had​ been wanting to⁠ show me, Marie‌​ asked for a bunch of dishes‍⁠‌ directly from the‍ chef.

“Here‍⁠ you go, Korin!⁠‌ Don’t hold back!”‌

The​‍ large table was‍​ full of potato‍⁠ dishes. I had​⁠‍ a feeling that​‍ every type of⁠‌ food on the‍⁠ planet that involved⁠‌ having potatoes as⁠‍​ the main ingredient‍​⁠ was here.

“…I⁠ got to say,‌​ Senior, you really​ have an addiction⁠⁠ to potatoes.”

“Hnn?⁠⁠‌ Come on, Korin.‍ There’s no such‍​⁠ thing as a potato addiction!”

“Be‍ honest, Senior. How‌⁠​ many potatoes do​⁠ you steam every‌⁠⁠ day?”

“A,⁠ around 80? But‌‍ I share them‌ with my friends!”​‍

“How⁠​⁠ many times have​‍‌ you had a meal that did⁠⁠⁠ not include potatoes‍⁠​ over the past⁠‍ year?”

“P,‍⁠ potatoes are… like‍‍ rice.”

“Look.⁠⁠⁠ I’m telling you;⁠‌​ you’re addicted.”

“No!‌ I am not‍ addicted to potatoes!‌‌ I love corn,⁠‍‌ sweet potatoes, and⁠⁠⁠ carrots just as​ much! I can‍ quit potatoes if⁠⁠⁠ I want to!”‌​

Come‍‌​ on; we don’t⁠ usually use the‍‌ term, ‘quit’ for‌‌⁠ dishes, young lady!‍‍ Only people with⁠ an addiction to‌⁠‍ soft drinks, caffeine,⁠‍‌ or smoking would⁠ use that word.​

“Are⁠ you sure?”

“I​‍ am!”

Seeing‌⁠ her confidence, I picked up a pinch of salt⁠‌‍ and flicked it‍‌‍ on top of‌ the steamed potatoes.‍ White crystals fell​‍ like raindrops on‌⁠​ the hot steaming‍​ skin of the‍ potatoes, making them‌‌‍ more tempting than‍​ ever.

“…”‌⁠

“…”⁠⁠

I deeply stared at‌​ her, as a bead of sweat​‌ slowly traveled down‍‍​ her forehead. Her‌‍‍ golden eyes shivered‌​‍ and wandered between‍ the potato and​⁠‌ me.

“Can⁠ I eat this‌‌‍ and quit potatoes‍ from tomorrow?”

“Don’t‍‍ worry and just​‌ eat it.”

“Hehe.”‌

Marie​‍ returned a wide‌​ smile and picked⁠‌‍ up one of​ the salted potatoes⁠‌ before breaking it⁠‍⁠ into two and‍ giving me a half.

“You‍‌ will help me⁠ eat half of‌​‍ it, right Korin?”‍​

“Of‌‍ course.”

We​‌ started indulging ourselves​⁠ in the food​‍ and eventually began​⁠ talking about the‍ mages from the⁠ Tower.

“Oh​‍ right. Korin, you‍ know the mages⁠‍ that visited our​ Academy from the​‌​ Tower?”

“What​‍‍ about them?”

“You​⁠⁠ volunteered to guide​‍ them right? Apparently⁠‌⁠ they were going​‍​ to tell me⁠ to do it.”‌

“Hohh~”⁠

According​ to the original‌ storyline of the​‍ game, Marie was‌ supposed to be⁠ confined in the​‌‍ basement of the‍⁠​ Academy at this‍⁠ point in time.​‌ And plus, there‌‌ was supposed to⁠ be research going‍​ on about ways⁠‌ to suppress her​ instinct as a vampire to help‍ her recover from‍​‌ her primal instincts.‍‍

That‌ was probably why‌‍‍ the Dunareff Family​⁠ cut off their‌ ties with the​‌ Academy in the⁠ original game.

However,‌⁠​ the Tower of‍​ Mages had a different opinion of⁠⁠ Marie.

She⁠ was an extremely​‌ precious and valuable‍‍ Elder-level vampire. They​ saw big potential‌ progress in the⁠ future of their‌‌ magic studies by‍ investigating her flesh​⁠‍ and blood.

As​‌ expected of those‌ crazy wizards with‌‍ no ethical and​ moral restrictions holding‌​ them back, they​​ were eager to‍‍​ carry out human⁠‍ experiments as if⁠ they were nothing.⁠​

“Senior.‌‍ I was going‍​ to tell you‍ sometime soon, but…”⁠⁠

“Hnn?”‌​

“The​⁠‍ reason the Tower​ visited this time​​‌ around, is probably‍​‍ because of you.”⁠‍

“Umm…‌ B, because of⁠ me?”

Marie⁠‍‍ looked puzzled for​‍‌ a while after‌​ hearing what I said, but it‌ didn’t take long​​‌ for her to​‍ understand what I meant.

She​⁠ too was a genius mage with⁠⁠ extraordinary talents, and⁠‍‌ knew just how‌​ valuable her flesh⁠‌​ and blood were.‍

“…Why?”‍‌

But⁠ even so, she‌ was still doubtful‌​‍ and that was‌ for valid reasons.‍

“It⁠⁠ won’t… end well​‍‍ if they do​‍ something to me⁠‌ though?”

Marie⁠‍ Dunareff.

Even⁠ though calling her‌‌‌ the princess of‍‍‍ the Potato Empire‌​ was just a joke, it was‌​‍ still undeniable that⁠​‌ she was from‌‌ the family responsible‍ for most of​ the continent’s supply​⁠⁠ of food; the‍ one with the‌‌‌ most amount of‌‌​ land and the⁠​ richest household of⁠ the entire kingdom.‍

In‍ the original storyline,​​​ the Dunareff family‍ wasn’t mentioned after‍‌​ the fall of‍‍​ Marie but she⁠‍⁠ was currently still‍⁠‌ walking around just⁠​ fine, with a better public perception⁠ of her than‍​ the game.

One​​⁠ might therefore ask⁠‌ this question. ‘Who‌‌ would dare touch‌⁠ Marie Dunareff? For⁠⁠‌ just some random‍⁠‍ experiments?’

“The‌⁠ Tower of Mages‌ is one of‌‌⁠ the pawns of​ Tates Valtazar.”

“Tates…​‌⁠ Valtazar. That’s the‍‌ scary person that⁠‌ you are fighting​ against, right?”

“Yes.​ When the world‌‌ gets destroyed by‍ the Advent of​​ Paradise, the authority‌​​ and financial power‌ of any of‌‍​ the current forces‍⁠ won’t matter a single bit, so‌⁠⁠ that’s probably the⁠ belief pushing them‍ forward.”

That​​ was one of​ the most frightening​⁠​ aspects of Valtazar‌⁠ and his forces.​‌​

They‍ were unhesitant and‌‍‌ did not hold‍‍ back regardless of‌⁠‌ what crazy things​⁠ they had in‍⁠ store, because if​‌⁠ things went according⁠‌​ to their plan,​‌‌ civilization was going‍ to be destroyed​ and recreated. New⁠ gods will descend⁠⁠ unto the world‍⁠‍ along with paradise.​‌‌

“I,‍​ I had no‍‌‍ idea they were‍‍ planning for something​‍⁠ so scary…”

Although⁠ I did mention‌‌⁠ briefly to my‍​‌ party members about⁠ the powerful and​ frightening forces of​ Valtazar, and how‍ everything I did​ was to ruin​‍​ their plans and‍ defeat them, it‌‍‌ was my first⁠⁠​ time providing details⁠‌‌ about their plan.‍​

“Valtazar’s​‍ plan is to‍​ collect all the⁠ Primal Rune letters…​‍ open up the‍⁠ path to Tir‍‍ na nog, prove‍​ his right as‍‍‍ the supreme king⁠‌ with the 4 treasures and usurp‍​‍ the throne.”

With⁠​ the right to‌‍ control paradise that‌‌‍ comes with it,⁠⁠ his plan was⁠‍‍ to release beasts​ of the Shadow‍‍⁠ Paradise into this​‌‍ world.

“A‍‌ destruction of civilization‌‌ and recreation. They’re‍‍‍ trying to wipe‌ out everything in‌‍‌ existence, and live‌⁠ in a new​ world led by⁠​⁠ new gods. Haa…‍​‌ it’s like the​​‌ storyline of a trash fantasy novel.”⁠

“But⁠‍​ it’s scary that‌​ they actually do‍‍ have the power⁠⁠⁠ to pull that‍ off.”

Marie​​​ was sincere in‍ listening to my‍ story, and believed⁠‍‍ it instead of​​ calling it absurd‍⁠‌ and groundless.

“Korin.​ The reason you​‍⁠ told me this⁠⁠⁠ is…”

“I⁠​⁠ am going to‍‌‌ use everything I can in order​‌⁠ to save the‍​ world. How much⁠ do you trust‌‍‍ me, Senior?”

“…”‍⁠⁠

She‍⁠​ responded to my⁠​ question with a short silence, before⁠ standing up with‌⁠ a smile. From‌⁠​ the other side‌​‍ of the table,⁠ she moved over​‌‍ to the chair​⁠ next to mine,​ sat down and…‍⁠

“Korin.​‍ You don’t have‌ to ask me⁠ that every time.”⁠

Tap.‍​ The girl rested​‌ her head on‍ my shoulder, and⁠⁠ replied with a voice that was‍ a lot calmer​‍ and resolute than‍ usual.

“You​‍ see, Korin, I can do anything‌‌ you want me​‍⁠ to do. No⁠‍‍ matter what you​‍‌ tell me to‌‌ do… because you​​⁠ are my Korin.”‍

“Senior…”‍‍‌

“Hehe…‌‍ Actually, I’m happy‌ that there’s something‌⁠ you need my‌ help with. You’re⁠​ always so perfect‍‌​ with everything you‍⁠⁠ do so… I was a bit​​ sad that there⁠‍⁠ was not much⁠‍ I could help‌​ you with.”

“You’ve⁠‍‌ been of tremendous​‌​ help until now‌ already, Senior. During⁠⁠ the King of‍⁠ Iron Mountain, the​ festival and the⁠ secret lands of‌⁠​ druids. You helped⁠⁠‍ out a ton.”‍​

“I’m‍⁠​ greedy, you see.‌ I want to‍‌ be wayyyy ahead‍ of everyone else.”‌​

Marie‌ soon said with⁠ a determined look​​​ on her face,⁠‍⁠ that made her⁠​ look like she‍‌ was ready to‍‌‌ withstand any adversity.⁠‍‌

“A,‍ actually… there’s something‍​⁠ I want to​ ask of you,​​ Korin…”

“Do‌⁠ you have a request for me?”​⁠‌

“R,‍⁠ rather than a request, uhh… a reward? Something like​‍ that… or a motivation…”

Motivation,⁠‌ huh. Of course,‌​ that was very‌‌​ important but… was​‍​ there something Marie‌ needed my help⁠ for?

“Y,‌‍‍ you seee…”

Marie‍ fidgeted with her⁠ fingers, rubbing them⁠‍​ meaninglessly with a blank smile on⁠​ her face. After‍​ fidgeting for who‌‍ knows how long,‌​‌ she gulped and‌‍⁠ continued with a tone of voice​ that seemed to‍‍ be that of‍ a young girl.​‌

“Once⁠ I am done⁠​ with what you⁠ are asking me‌⁠‌ to do, Korin…‍ can I ask‌ for something in⁠ return?”

“Uhh…‍​ of course. Like,⁠‍​ you can even​ tell me right​⁠ now.”

“T,⁠​ that’s a bit⁠​‍ embarrassing and…! I…​⁠ I need some‌​‌ more time!”

What​ was it, I wonder? That Marie⁠​ was going to​ ask of me?‍⁠

“Sure.‍⁠ There’s nothing I can’t do for‌ you, Senior.”

I was being serious.‌⁠​ There was nothing⁠ I wasn’t willing‌​‌ to do for⁠‍ her.

“Well‍ then, Senior, can⁠​ we go somewhere‍ together?”

“Uunn?”​​

Marie‌‍ tilted her head⁠​‌ like an adorable​ child.

****‍

I took her and​⁠​ headed to the​‌ Happiness Hotel which‌⁠ was still in‍⁠⁠ my possession. This​⁠​ hotel, which had⁠ been built especially‌​ for the festival,‌​ was still operating‌‌⁠ as a normal​‌ hotel.

Even‍​ though I entrusted​⁠ the operation and‌‌‌ maintenance of the‌ building to Renya,‌ the executive of​‌‍ the intelligence guild,⁠‍​ I was still⁠ using this place‍‍ as my hideout.​

“K,‌ Kokokokokorin? W, what‍‍ does this mean?”⁠‌

“Sorry?⁠​ What was that‍ at the end?”‍​

For‌​ some reason, Marie​‌ was trembling like​‌ crazy. She was‌⁠​ very fidgety and‌⁠ constantly rubbed her‌⁠ hands, and just‍ couldn’t stay still.⁠⁠

“I,⁠​‌ I see… Maybe⁠ I… d, don’t​‍​ even need to‌‍ ask for it?”‌‍

“We‍⁠ have to go​‌⁠ down to the⁠ basement.”

“Umm,‌‍‌ basement? Uhh, wouldn’t​‍ it be… better‌ to do it​ somewhere brighter?”

“What‍‌⁠ do you mean?”‍​

“N,‌⁠‍ nothing! You do⁠‌ what you want​‍‌ to do, Korin!​⁠‍ I, I’m okay‍⁠ with anything!”

Marie‍‍​ was constantly saying⁠ some random things​‌ that I couldn’t‍‌ understand. She was‌⁠‍ having trouble walking​‍​ down, so I grabbed her by⁠ the hand and‍‌‌ headed down the‍⁠​ basement.

The​​ basement of the⁠‍‍ hotel was used‌​‌ not for guests⁠ but as a storeroom. Even when​⁠‍ we were first⁠‍ planning out the‍ structure of the​​ hotel, I had‍⁠⁠ designed this part​‌ of the building⁠ with certain uses⁠‍ in mind, and​⁠ made sure it‍⁠⁠ was as secure‍⁠ as possible.

“It’s‌​ right here.”

“H,⁠‍‍ huu, huu…”

Was‍​‍ she bad with‌ dark places? I led Marie, who‌‍​ seemed extremely nervous,⁠⁠‍ and walked into​ one of the⁠ dark rooms of‍⁠ the basement.

“H,​ here, huh. I,​ I see… the​‌ dormitory walls are‍‌ thin so that’s⁠‍‌ why… W, where’s‍‌ the bed… huh?”​​

As​ soon as we​​ opened the door,⁠ Marie stopped her‍ feet without even⁠​‍ taking another step‍ forward. That was‍​ understandable though, because‍​​ in the middle‍ of the room⁠⁠ was the black​​ mage Manroji, whom​ I had kidnapped‌‌ just yesterday.

“I‍‌‌ will leave it‌​ to you, Senior.”‌

“K,‌‌ Korin?”

Holding‍​⁠ onto the shoulders‍​​ of the nervous⁠ Marie, I continued.​

“Please‌​ turn him into‌‍⁠ a vampire.”

– Smirk.

Although​‍‍ there was no​‌ mirror in the‍⁠ room, I had​ a feeling that‌ my smile must‌⁠ have appeared quite‌‌ evil.

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