Chapter 121: History Being Overwritten (1)

Chapter 121: History Being Overwritten (1)

[Baton Tainted by Evil]

[Grade: Epic]

[Restriction: None]

[Effect: Sealed]

[Description: The demons curse dwelled on it, and its effect was sealed. In order to know its proper effect, it must be purified.]

67th in the pecking order, Amdusias.

The loot he dropped was a baton that seemed to have been carved from the horns of a beast.

Anyway, a baton. Seeing that it had no level restriction, the effect might not be ordinary.

Not a bad look for someone from an inferior race.

First of all, it passed Grandfels sense of aesthetics.

Well, its grade was epic.

I could look forward to what kind of effect it would have.

[Map of Oblivion Drawn in Blood]

[Grade: Epic]

[Restriction: None]

[Effect: Sealed]

[Description: The demons curse dwelled on it, and its effect was sealed. In order to know its proper effect, it must be purified.]

66th in the pecking order, Kimaris.

The guy seemed to have spit out a map.

When it came to maps, the first thing that came to mind was a treasure map.

Like the baton, it was difficult to guess the effect until it was purified.

By the way.

So, can I just receive this and take it?

Grade [epic] items.

As I explained grandly, just by looking at the grade, these were rare items.

Above all, I was well aware of the effects of [Pentagram of Pure Knowledge].

Its like getting the same level of fraudulent items day by day.

I wasnt the one who defeated Kimaris and Amdusias.

The loots were obtained by the senior mages who entered [the Demon Kings Castle of Rhythm] and [the Devils Castle of Indulgence], respectively.

Yes, the loots were given to me by the Mage Tower.

The reason was as simple.

Chief Lee Hoyeol probably knows best how to use it.

If this was a simple item

Due to my integrity.

I wouldnt have been able to receive and take the loot.

But it was a demons item.

The loots of the demon kings, at that.

It had an extremely unclean energy.The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñòv€l-B1n.

Therefore, it had to be purified through [Exorcism].

I will live up to your expectations.

Indeed.

It was a great intention.

Compared to Grandfels cause, my material desires were like dust in front of a mountain. I shamelessly accepted it too.

Yes, wasnt it against formality to ignore sincerity?

Well, yes.

Of course.

[Eyes Burning with Malice]

[Grade: Epic]

[Restriction: None]

[Effect: Sealed]

[Description: The demons curse dwelled on it, and its effect was sealed. In order to know its proper effect, it must be purified.]

64th in the pecking order, Flauros.

The loot that I acquired after defeating him was really acquired by my own power. It should be okay to look at this with a bit of pride.

It looks ugly. It couldnt be worse.

Despite what I thought, I broke my excitement with my own words.

As the name suggested, its appearance was like an eyeball itself.

So looking at it with aesthetic sense, there was nothing I could do about it.

I packed the loot into my inventory and shifted my gaze.

To the status window.

[Name: Grandfel Claudie Arpheus Romeo]

[Title: The Last Adventurer]

[Class: Demon hunter]

[Level: 425]

[Stat]

Strength: 67 / Agility: 73 / Mana: 350 / Luck: 6 / Aesthetic: Low

[Points: 35]

Thanks to removing the item worn, the aesthetic stat went down.

I raised 35 levels when I defeated Demon King Flauros.

It was a tremendous increase, but it was also true that it was disappointing.

Because Flauros was a boss monster of level 850.

Its like theres a wall every 100 levels.

I felt this every day.

The sharp increase in the required experience points.

This was what I felt when I went from level 200 to level 300.

Now that Id reached level 400, the rate of increase in level probably had slowed down significantly.

If rankers at a similar level to me heard it.

They might say that I didnt know how to be satisfied.

They might get angry.

Put yourself in my shoes. They might say something like that.

However, for me, it wasnt enough to be at a level comparable to the top ranker.

I still had a long way to go to turn the pouring overestimation into reality.

In that sense, it was good news.

It looks like you finally know your place.

The news that the demons activities had subsided.

Of course, because I was a demon hunter.

I knew very well how clever the demons were.

Now I was just watching the situation.

The demons could reach out again at any time.

It suits you to lie down like that.

So I had to use this short peace properly.

If I had been busy pouring water into the bottomless pot.

Now was the time to properly restore it from the bottom up.

Many thoughts came to mind, but Matis shook them off.

Then he opened his mouth.

He tried his best to change the subject.

Coincidentally, it looks like we all head the same destination.

It wasnt really planned.

The three were walking up the stairs toward the same place.

Soon, three people reached their destination.

Marcelo said.

I know that it is impossible to remember forever and be remembered. There are things you have to forget in order to move forward. But I want to greet him at least this time.

For mages below the skill level,

It was an unknown location.

Where the Eternal Snow Sleeps

In front of it, Marcelo calmly continued.

Its like the first counterattack.

They only knocked down three demon kings.

It wasnt enough to call it revenge for the Mage Tower that was manipulated by the demons.

But this was definitely a first step.

Shall we go in?

Belliere, who had been silent, asked.

Three people entered Where the Eternal Snow Sleeps.

And they faced each other.

!!!

They never imagined.

That person would be here.

.

.

.

Dark history was something you couldnt forget even if you wanted to.

Thanks to this, I remembered the setting of Grandfel clearly.

I also knew the impact of those settings on me.

So, I.

My pride.

Also, the reason why I visited Where the Eternal Snow Sleeps where Senios slept.

I could guess.

He was the heir to a great family, but that family was ruined by the demons.

The only survivor of the family, Grandfel Claudie Arpheus Romeo, hereinafter referred to as Grandfel, walked the path of a demon hunter to take revenge on the demons.

Grandfel was alone.

He was the only survivor of the Claudie family.

At the same time, he was Akshans last demon hunter.

For Granfel, the Mage Tower was a new home.

However, one of its members, Senios, lost his life to the demons.

Even if Senios death was the death Senios had wished for.

Even if his end was full of pride.

As long as the demons were involved.

As long as he was the elder mage of the Mage Tower.

Gandfel couldnt take his death lightly.

Indeed.

The oppression of the demon kings.

That included mourning for Senios.

The first thing Grandfel learned as the next head of the family was to be indifferent about trivial matters.

The position of head of the Claudie family was a position where even the slightest agitation was not tolerated.

I didnt know how much Grandfel-style mourning would be conveyed

At any rate, this was the best I could do.

Senior Mage Senios

The address nim didnt come out no matter how hard I tried.

I looked at the coffin where Senios had fallen asleep and turned.

And we faced each other.

What are those gazes?

Marcelo, Matis, Belliere.

For some reason.

Those three people were looking at me with emotional gazes.

*

Tok.

?

A nemesis wasnt called a nemesis for no reason.

No. 3, Lee Yerim, woke up to the sound of a presence.

Tok.

The sound of something hitting the window.

Now she could tell without having to check.

Seriously

Stammer.

Lee Yerim managed to open her eyes and picked up her smartphone.

Sunday.

5:50 a.m.

Lee Yerim groaned, burying her face in the pillow.

Lee Hoyeol, my one and only younger brother. Do you not sleep?

Even spam messages were not this bad.

He sent greeting letters to their parents every morning.

Thanks to this, Lee Yerim felt like a relatively unfilial child.

Mrs. Choi even said that she was more worried about her marriage path than Hoyeols player career.

Jerk!

So Lee Yerim kicked the blanket and shouted.

No, cant you just send a text message?

Creak!

A letter flew in the moment she opened the window.

The letter clung to Lee Yerims face.

Hubble-bubble, Lee Yerim suppressed her boiling anger.

Youuuu Is this magic, too?!

Whether youre older, more mature, or whatever.

Nemesis is nemesis.

But youve worked hard. This noonim will let you off, bastard.

Family is family.