THE RETURN OF THE WITCH
Guests in House of Mogrian (6)
“So this is the end of my life.”
The great landlord, Marcus Mogrian, shook his body miserably.
Unfortunately, death was at the hands of the goblins.
All n.o marbles and bards will make fun of him and his house.
“At least I should have saved my son, Labi.”
Monster hunting was just a hobby for him.
He never thought that this hobby would ruin the future of his home.
“Kiiikk!”
He could see the goblins in front of him.
It was different from other goblins.
It had pink skin, a large body and was skilled in combat.
Furthermore, it led these goblins.
There was an ambush, and his army had been defeated by countless goblins.
‘Province must be notified ..’
He observed hundreds of goblins, and pink-colored goblins leading them.
They are no longer victims.
They're like dangerous bandits now.
*destroy!*
When he was about to give up on everything, he heard something hit the ground.
“Frost Nova.”
And then he heard that voice.
It sounded like a boy's voice.
Before he fainted, he tried to see who the boy was.
He could only see the back of the boy.
“The boy must have been ...”
Freezing h.e.l.l has spread.
The valley was filled with the screams of desperate goblins.
When he could not believe his eyes, the boy looked back.
“Dad!”
Hm? Daddy's?
That voice was not that boy.
Then where did it come from?
“Dad!”
The landlord opened his eyes.
He could not see the boy, any goblin or the h.e.l.l frozen again.
The familiar room, was his bedroom.
“Margaret ..?”
Margaret called her father in despair,
Because he saw the fainted father's body start moving.
“Oww...., What happened?”
A question that contains a lot of confusion.
“Pak. Mage saved you, and brother too. ”
“What about the others? Are they okay? ”
“Good...”.
The people captured by the goblins all survived.
However, the soldiers that were escorted at first, there was no way to save them.
Even witches can't raise the dead.
“How long have I been in exile?”
“You were unconscious for two days. We are all worried about you .. ”
“Bring Hrothgar to me.”
Hrothgar was the name of the old butler.
“Hah? But you better meet mom and sister .. ”
“I will. But there's something I need to do first. ”
Margaret stopped arguing with him.
Instead, he left the room to bring the old butler.
“That's weird, I've never seen this obedient Margaret.”
Someday, one day,
The white-bearded old butler ran into the room.
“Master landlord! Thank ye. You're doing fine! ”
“You must have trouble helping me.”
“T, no! It's just my job. I'm glad you're up and okay ”
The old butler was very enthusiastic.
The owner patted his back.
“How many died?”
“Mr...”.
“I'm ready. Tell me the number. ”
“Twelve soldiers, and Mr Lotten ...”
Too many precious lives were sacrificed for his hobby.
What would happen if the goblins wanted to execute everyone when they were a. Been told?Everyone who went hunting would not be able to avoid death.
‘Agrible.’
The owner of the house paid silent tribute to the victims.
He is a man who likes to count.
However, all of his calculated actions were for the provinces and the people living there.
Many loyal people, who spent their lives for the province, are dead.
He feels a heavy responsibility for it.
“Ok, has our home gifted the bereaved?”
“Iya. We give them the best. ”
“It's done well…. Urghs! ”
The owner groaned while nodding his head.
His body had not recovered, he was still suffering from a headache.
The old butler looked at him worriedly.
Shaking his head, he continued to speak.
“You said a witch saved me, is that Mr Marco?”
The landlord says that Marco saved her.
He saw a boy in his memory, but he didn't know if it was just his dream or not. Ian is still a child. Even if he has great potential in him …
“No sir. Since Mr. Marco left the province for another mission, I asked Mr. Mage for help. ”
It is not an illusion or a dream.
“He saved us all.”
Now he realized the freezing point he saw was made by Ian.
Now he understood all the kindness Ian had received from the emperor.
‘I can see.’
The reason the Royals and Ivory Tower wanted him so badly.
The reason they ordered the House of Mogrian to protect him.
“If not, other countries or powers will try to take him away.”
After the war ended, it had been 60 years since the world was divided into three great countries.
Each of the three countries had focused their money and strength on improving the magicians as much as they could.
No one knows when the next war will be,
A war that could happen at any time.
Even at this moment, every country was spying on another country.
‘They won't a.sa.s.send him. They will try to persuade him. ”
It was the age of witches. The Mage will decide the outcome of the war.
Witches from other countries are priority targets.
Especially for a witch with great talent.
Ian is still a child.
He was still young enough to be persuaded, before becoming a man.
“I owe my life to a boy who unimaginably matters.”
The owner of the house opened his mouth after a short pause.
“So where is Mr Mage? I want to meet him face to face. ”
“Eh, it is difficult to meet him now.”
“Why is that so? Is he hurt bad? ”
“No, she's fine. But..”
The old butler stopped for a moment.
Then he continued his words with a embarrassed face.
“She went for .. sales.”
“Sales?”
When the landlord was awake in his palace, Ian was talking to someone else, Ian,
in the valley that used to be the lair of goblins.
“All these corpses are of the best quality! I've never seen anything like this ”
A fat middle-aged man, dressed in luxurious clothes, said to Ian respectfully.
“Hust. I froze them before they died ”
“That's right! The wise decision you make. ”
The middle-aged man was a trader, who operated the largest trading company in the province, called ‘Forian Trading Company.’
“How much is this?”
Ian is trading right now.
Why throw away the goblin's corpse?
If left here, it will rot after thawing.
Better to sell it than to let it go to waste.
“Come view. Six hundred and twenty-one goblin corpses of the highest quality, and then .. ”
The monster body is precious.
Every part of the body was used by alchemists as a precious ingredient.
And there are demands for it in other fields as well.
Of course, goblin corpses were not expensive.
It was a weak and common monster.
But this time, the number of corpses was overwhelming.
“... one hobgoblin corpse. Waw! I didn't expect to see this corpse in this area, really! ”
Ian agreed with that.
It is very unusual that hobgoblins appear here.
It needs to be checked later.
“By the way, it will be worth at least a thousand gold ....”.
The merchant carefully looked at Ian's face while he muttered the end of his words.
Even though Ian was young, he was a magician.
A witch who makes hundreds of goblins alone.
He did not dare to deceive her.
This might increase his benefits, but he did not want to risk his life.
“Of course, as I said ‘at least’ a thousand gold. ‘
Ian didn't change his face at all.
Is the recommended price not satisfactory?
“A, a, as I said, it's ‘at least’ ..”
“Ah, I am satisfied with the price.”
The suggested price the trader satisfied Ian.
He was just thinking about what he would do with the money.
“Disana,”
Ian had decided and he continued his words
“Is there a good alchemist in the province?”
“Like what...?”
“I am looking for an alchemist who is good at making elixir potions.”
A few days ago, Ian had not considered elixir to raise his level.
Because he has no money.
But now, the situation has changed. It might be impossible to buy a high-quality elixir, but he will be able to buy some elixir with an average level.
“Of course there are. He lives in Lloyd's village there, he's from the capital. He said he had come to this northern side to find a certain rare herb. His name is...”
The merchant stopped to remember the name of the alchemist.
“Ah! Ledio. He's called Ledio. ”
Alchemist Ledio's.
Ian secretly spelled his name.
He could not remember anyone in his previous life.
“If you want, I can make contact with him for you?”
“No, thank you. I'll visit him myself later. ”
After Ian finished the conversation, he left the valley.
Mogrian castle dinner time is about to begin.
The atmosphere of the provincial castle was filled with sadness.
People have died, and the owner is unconscious.
“I hope he will wake up.”
The miserable heavy atmosphere caused Ian to be unable to eat properly.
Also, he could not leave his mother alone, in the castle with such grief.
Ian moved quickly to the castle.
