Only I Am Immune to Magic

Chapter 090. growl!

“The best defense is offense. Go in first and break your heart before you get hit.”

Aaron finished his speech without waiting for Raven’s answer.

“… … .”

Raven stared blankly at Aaron as if he had been hit in the back of the head.

Just now, 5,000 monsters came rushing in. I said it with my own mouth and went out to fight Azazel instead of defending myself.

If it wasn’t for the benefactor of the race, he would have spit out a single curse word.

[-you… Are you saying that knowing where Azazel is?]

When Raven was dumbfounded, Gaos spoke instead.

The Altar of Azazel’s Resurrection is in the old Count Hadman’s castle.

The original castle disappeared a thousand years ago when it descended into powder, but the enslaved territories rebuilt the collapsed walls and now it has become a stronger fortress than before.

“know.”

Aaron nodded calmly.

Azazel is one of the enemies that must be eliminated for a good ending, so I caught it dozens of times while playing the game.

Where and how they appear, what strategies and tactics they use in battle, what their attack patterns are, and where they run when they are in danger.

Just remembering the name Azazel made his movements clear.

“I don’t know what confidence is. You’ve never seen Azazel before.”

Raven asked, crossing his arms.

All the old people who experienced Azazel during the war called him a monster and were reluctant to even call him by name.

If you look at the records left at Black Citadel, you can tell how strong he is, but Aaron didn’t show any signs of nervousness at all.

“I saw you many times in my dreams.”

“… … I don’t think this is the time to joke.”

“I’m not kidding.”

Aaron’s face was extremely serious as he shook his head.

He subdued Azazel with a hundred characters in the past.

Of course, I did not run with my body, but with my fingers, but I experienced it indirectly anyway, so it could be called a dream.

Raven opened his mouth to refute something, then closed his eyes with a groan.

If someone else had said something like that, he would have been angry, saying no matter how serious his face and voice were, but he couldn’t bear to do that to Aaron’s words.

His words and actions were light and shallow, but the consequences were always beyond common sense.

Didn’t he go through this absurd process when he first discovered the water of life and when he discovered that Asram was a renegade?

“Even if there were fewer monsters to protect Azazel, it would be difficult to conduct a siege with less than 100 people. Are the ghost battalions that strong?”

After Raven became quiet, Rhaast asked this time.

I fully understand the purpose of robbing an empty house while the monsters attack the Shadow Forest, but I couldn’t easily understand the idea of attacking the base with only a battalion of ghosts.

If all the members of the Ghost Battalion had the power to wipe out hundreds of monsters alone like Aaron, it seemed too hasty to use this strategy just because the house was empty.

“I never said I was under siege.”

“… … yes?”

“Azazel is not in Hadman Castle.”

Aaron took parchment and a quill from one side of the living room and sat down on the sofa.

[A sense of deja vu is activated.]

[Recall feature information from past memories.]

When I closed my eyes and recalled the past, the scenery of somewhere I had experienced dozens of times unfolded like a panorama.

[Information output has been completed.]

Soon after, he opened his eyes, put the parchment on the table, and started drawing.

“… … .”

The group held back their curiosity and focused their attention on Aaron’s fingertips.

After a while, what was completed was a map of somewhere.

On the north side of the map, a part of the southern part of the Shadow Forest and the Great Wall are marked, and below that, a vast land and large and small structures are drawn.

“I hope this… Is it Death Landing?”

Rhaast, who was examining the map carefully, stuttered and asked.

Oberyn’s birthplace, located close to the Shadow Forest, and Hadman Castle, like a stake in the center of the map.

I don’t know the rest because it’s the first time I’ve seen it, but I could easily figure out where this place was just by looking at the aforementioned two.

[-oh my god.]

Gaos also sighed in a low voice.

Death Landing has changed a lot over the course of a thousand years.

The village where people lived became a prison for the spirits captured by Azazel, and instead of grain, Poisonous Pandemonium plants grew in Hadman’s pride, the vast farmland.

The map Aaron made was marked in detail not only on the places that had changed, but also on which areas were used for what purposes.

There were even a few places that Gaos didn’t know about.

“This is something we haven’t seen in our church… How did you do it?”

Nesty asked while holding the map.

The Church of the Sephiroth has long been watching Death Landing, the biggest scar from the Great War a thousand years ago.

It wasn’t just monitoring, there was even a separate investigation agency, and if you went to the secret library, you could see the map they made.

However, the map in the church was nothing more than a child’s scribble compared to the one Aaron had made.

Those who investigated Death Landing would not have been able to shut their mouths in shock when they saw this map.

“Oberyn told me when he reached Buddhahood. He said he would need it for revenge.”

Aaron pointed to Oberyn’s birthplace on the map.

Oberyn is the hero most hurt by Azazel.

It was not strange that he, who wanted Azazel’s destruction more than anyone else, would give this information.

“indeed… okay.”

“I guess he wanted the lord to avenge him instead.”

As expected, the party nodded without a doubt.

Except for one.

[-Then did he tell you that Azazel is somewhere other than Hadman Castle?]

Gaos asked, recalling Aaron’s words earlier.

Azazel has been preparing for the resurrection ritual only at Hadman Castle for the past hundreds of years.

The place where the Altar of Resurrection is located and the place where his catalyst is located are also in Hadman Castle, but suddenly they are in a different place.

No matter how much Aaron knew, it was hard to believe his words.

“no. I saw that in a dream.”

Aaron grinned and looked down at him.

The same excuse you made to Raven.

In fact, I meant that I didn’t want to tell you.

[-what the hell… … .]

“I cannot move the current Black Citadel by myself.”

Raven interrupted Gaos, who was about to resent him.

She looked at Gaos, who grumbled to himself, for a moment, then continued.

“It’s a shame, but I haven’t yet been recognized as a full monarch. That’s why even if I support you, I can’t move the army without a clear cause.”

After Asram’s overthrow, Raven hunted down and executed those who had betrayed him.

However, even if all the defectors were dealt with, it did not mean that the Black Citadel could be controlled freely.

She revived the Dark Elves’ lost treasure, the Water of Life, and burned all the rubbish that was eating the Black Citadel, but in return, she was labeled a scoundrel who stepped on her father.

“Who would say such nonsense to the one who liberated the forest?”

Rhaast frowned.

You can’t praise the man who freed his people from a thousand-year prison, but you criticize him for being an immoral man.

His common sense was incomprehensible.

“They must have followed Asram.”

Aaron laughed bitterly.

Dark elves instinctively feel reluctance to kill their own kind.

Raven knew that, so he executed only those who definitely committed betrayal and left alive those who simply worked under Asram.

But that was a mistake.

Those who luckily escaped execution pretended to follow Raven on the outside, but had other thoughts on the inside.

‘I also received that quest around this time.’

In the game, when you kill Asram and Raven becomes the monarch, a subquest called ‘Stop the Rebellion’ appears a few days later.

If the quest is left unbroken, the lucky survivors of Asram brand Raven as a slayer who kills her people at will, and eventually stage a coup and overthrow her from the position of monarch.

[A sense of deja vu is activated.]

[Information about the sub-quest, ‘Stop the treason’ is loaded.]

As I recalled memories from the game, my head pounded, and information on quests completed by characters in the past flooded in.

“Does the renegade still exist? Didn’t you kill them all?”

Raast looked at Raven and asked.

Raven shook his head with a complicated expression.

“We are different from you humans. I don’t just kill my own people just because I have a different opinion.”

“Even if that opinion is treason?”

“… … what?”

Raven flinched and looked at Aaron.

Aaron took another sheet of parchment, wrote something on it, and handed it to Raven.

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“What is this?”

Raven looked at the parchment and hardened her face.

There were dozens of people’s names written on the parchment, and next to each name was an unknown phrase, such as a secret door under the desk or under a wooden box on the right side of the warehouse.

“List of traitors. Search their house right now. If you search the place written next to your name, you will find something.”

“… … I’m embarrassed. Suddenly treason.”

“You should have known better that it wasn’t sudden.”

Seeing Raven’s confused expression, Aaron tilted his head.

“… … .”

Raven couldn’t bear to meet Aaron’s eyes, who seemed to know everything.

In fact, she noticed early on that there was a strange current running through the Black Citadel.

No matter how righteous and good a ruler is, there will always be forces who envy him.

Not even a day after she became the monarch, rumors began to circulate that she was immoral or a murderer, and now, a few days later, rumors have spread throughout the monarchy.

At first, I thought it would subside if left alone, but this was too much.

Still, it was clear that someone was deliberately raising rumors, seeing as the monarch who liberated the race and regained the water of life had no self-purifying effect at all.

“Trust me and try it. If you deal with them alone, the rumors against you will disappear and your reputation will increase. Then the army will be able to move freely.”

“… … Would you say you saw this in a dream?”

“huh.”

“Looks like you have no intention of making excuses anymore.”

“I am not doing this to anyone. It’s a kind of kindness that I only give to those who believe in me and trust me.”

“under.”

Raven laughed out loud as if he was full of energy.

But even so, he folded the parchment that Aaron had given him and kept it in his bosom.

“How long will it take for the monster army to reach the Shadow Forest?”

“Three days at the earliest. Five days at most.”

“… … Then just wait two days. I will try as you say.”

Raven thought hard with her arms folded, and finally made up her mind.

“Good idea. Then, what about the rest of the story then?”

Aaron grinned, released Apophis, and lay flat on the sofa.

“… … see you in two days Black Citadel is safe now, so you can roam around if you want.”

Raven looked at him disapprovingly before leaving the door.

“Is this okay? I don’t know if it’s going to be bloody windy again.”

Raast looked at Raven’s back and said.

Treason is by no means a light word.

The atmosphere was turbulent as the monarch had changed a few days ago, but I was worried that someone else was conspiring.

“There will be a bloody wind. Because the heads of the ringleaders will all be blown away.”

Aaron said in a sleepy voice.

“Don’t worry though. No matter how serious the disease, it can be cured if detected early.”

“Then why don’t you tell me sooner? Before we leave for Death Landing.”

“At the time, there was no evidence. If you catch and kill him without proof, your Raven reputation will only decrease.”

“… … Did you even know when the evidence came out?”

Rhaast muttered with a tired face.

He twitched his fingers and thought of something, then he took the mood to the fullest and continued.

“Lord. Now is the time to tell. How the hell are those things… … .”

growl!

However, his serious voice was drowned out by the hum that filled the waiting room.

Only I am immune to magic

Author : Sileng

Publisher: Son Byeong-tae

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