Youngest Scion of the Mages - Chapter 133

in episode 133 of Magic Master’s youngest son

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[Charles’s Cloud Snack Workshop was an artificial dungeon and trap for the warlock Charles to lure his nephew Albleca. Charles wanted Albleca to make him a doll even if he died.]

Larsen’s inference was correct.

[To open this trap, the help of a swordsman was absolutely necessary. The reason Charles made the artificial dungeon open only with the help of a swordsman is ___ ___ ____.]

As Larsen thought, it was necessary to fill in the missing probabilities. I thought about how I could fill that hole.

‘Albleca was also well-versed in swordsmanship. He is a magic swordsman. If you do this…’

However, in the work, Albleca does not use a sword even once. Even at the last moment when he was killed by Kashin.

‘That’s not allowed.’

Rather, it can destroy other probabilities. So what should we do?

‘I don’t have much time.’

We need to fill in the probabilities quickly. I lifted the ballpoint pen. I decided not to go back far. The content was written in an easy, simple, and intuitive way.

[The reason the artificial dungeon was opened was because Albleca had a colleague who was an excellent swordsman.] At

this level, it will not conflict with other settings. It’s possible to have a swordsman colleague as many times as you like. But the world was not so kind. Another interpretation followed.

[This is because Albleca had a colleague who was an excellent swordsman.]

[The swordsman’s name is ___ ____.]

In the past, this would have been enough. A little more specific settings were needed. Larsen frowned unconsciously.

‘What is this?’

Please fill in the name of the swordsman. Twice in a row. It has been put to the world’s test. Can I just write any name? Of course that won’t work.

‘That won’t work again.’

He must be a swordsman skilled enough to be considered by Charles, who was taken as a companion by the warlock Albleca and who had set a trap to hunt Albleca.

Blink –

there was a slight crack in the gray world. Incontinence began to appear in the sky.

‘shit.’

The level of difficulty is increasing.

This damned world was demanding a lot from its creator. To be more precise, I wasn’t asking for much, but asking for the obvious. The world I describe as a writer. And the world you live in as a character.

The two worlds were different. As a writer, it was okay to be a little sloppy. Although I was criticized for my lack of work, the world did not collapse. But now it is reality.

‘who. Who is it?’

Thought. Who is appropriate. A person whose name is reasonably well known or whose name will become known later. At the same time, this is a character with plausible circumstances that could make him a companion of the warlock Albleca.

‘I don’t know.’

Damn it –

more incontinence has appeared in the sky. The world falls apart. Larsen’s heart clenched. When the world was hit, Larsen, the creator, was also hit hard.

‘Who should I do it with?’

I became anxious. Even if I tried to think calmly, I couldn’t. The gray world began to gradually turn black. If that black eats up all the gray, this world will end.

‘Let’s think carefully, Cha Seong-min!’

I am now receiving punishment for my sloppiness when I was a writer. Larsen lifted his pen. The name didn’t come to mind. But if you think about it, you didn’t necessarily have to include your name. It was simple. I started filling in the blanks.

[The name of the swordsman was unknown, but Charles knew of his existence.]

Fact as it is. If you just write down the facts, there is no problem with the probability of the world. We already know the exact result. The process was incorporated into the results. Although it has not secured ‘more’ specific probability, it is one line that does not destroy probability. How much will the world understand? That was the key.

‘please.’

It was a somewhat conservative and shallow method, but I couldn’t see any other way. The black light that was submerging the world disappeared.

[Some of the missing probabilities have been secured.]

Fortunately, the world has moved on to this point. Cold sweat ran down Larsen’s back. It seems like the difficulty is gradually increasing. Is this because of my mood?

[By securing ‘insufficient probability’, the Creator’s privilege ‘Add one line’ was created.]

[The power of ‘Add one line’ is applied for 10 seconds.]

Only then was Larsen able to relax. Larsen already knows very well what exists in ‘Charles’ Cloud Cookie Workshop.’ So I added one line. As long as it does not harm probability.

[Charles’s Cloud Cookie Workshop was a dangerous trap for wizards and swordsmen as it was a trap to hunt Albleca, but it was a relatively easy dungeon for martial artists.] Anyway, in the original work, Kashin Seid conquers this place with his colleagues

. In the original work, Kashin attacks this place with Dupont, a half-giant. DuPont had tremendous physical strength and strength.

Although he was a half-giant with superhuman strength, he was not an orthodox ‘martial arts expert’. Since it was not in the original content in the first place, it was a setting that could bring great benefits to Larsen, who was actually learning martial arts without harming the probability.

Larsen looked around.

‘Dense fog.’

This was not naturally occurring fog. I felt a faint scent. It smelled like scented candles.

The fog was so thick that I couldn’t even see Kashin’s face right next to me. Lydia found this smell unpleasant.

“Can I burn off all this fog?”

“no.”

“Tsk. “I thought it was an opportunity to be active.”

Kashin also said:

“Shall we cut the fog?”

Kashin suddenly became more confident. It also cut down on the smell. I thought I could cut through this fog that had gathered so many smells that it turned into smoke.

“no.”

“then?”

“This is an artificial dungeon that can only be activated with the help of a swordsman. “You will be prepared for being a swordsman.”

Kashin nodded. Kashin already knew that fact.

“I told you because I felt like I was stronger than I thought I would be.”

“….”

In fact, Larsen couldn’t say no. If it’s Kashin, that might be the case. Unlike myself, who has to keep many things in mind and calculate before acting, Kashin is Kashin. I thought that Kashin could solve the problem just by being Kashin. Nevertheless, finding a safer and more efficient route was a priority for Larsen.

“You’re not wrong, but first of all, this is a place where I am the lord. “Do as you wish.”

“Okay, I understand. “I will follow your lead.”

A leader is necessary when conquering a dungeon. If a leader is not determined, the strategy itself becomes a mountain. Coordination of diverse opinions. A colorful perspective. Those things are all just false ideals for dungeon raiding. There must be one leader to lead the group. Even though it’s only two people.

Larsen said.

“The fog itself is not that toxic.”

“I know.”

Lydia also nodded.

“It just smells weird.”

Suddenly Larsen felt a strange feeling.

‘wait?’

Suddenly, I remembered what Dupont said in the original.

[It’s a dangerous fog. I’m feeling nauseous already.]

The feeling was new.

‘On the other hand, the three of us are fine.’

I don’t remember exactly, but I remember DuPont being in his early 20s at the time.

Although it is difficult to say that Dupont is Kashin’s closest associate, he is still a mixed-race giant who will later become famous on the continent. Considering their ages, it was difficult to say that these three had common sense. It was much stronger than Sangsangseon.

Anyway, it wasn’t dangerous at all. I walked through the fog. A wall came out. I felt around the wall, but there was nothing.

“Let’s go to the other side.”

This is a square-shaped space. In other words, there are four walls. One of four places. There will be picture frames hanging there.

Four picture frames.

You have to find them.

It wasn’t difficult. The voice of the Holy Grail was heard.

-hmm. Is this fog special?

-what?

-The mana of warlocks. You know what they say?

The mana that warlocks handle is different from the mana of regular wizards. ‘Transcendence attribute’ also does not include the mana of warlocks. The mana of warlocks is called by another name, death energy.

In terms of setting, ‘fraud’ was not a general area of mana. It was close to a unique energy that only warlocks used.

-Morale.

-that’s right. I feel like I’m sucking it in.

-So it’s not really dangerous for us. Because we have no fraud.

-huh. I think it affects morale and performance.

Because swordsmen learn internal skills. If it is a trap made with swordsmen in mind, it will also have an effect on durability. However, since Kashin is such a genius that he is an absurdly fraudulent character, he is not affected. When I suddenly think about it, Kashin seems like a really scary guy.

I found a picture frame hanging on the wall.

They all depicted the same person. Red Rudolph nose. Mouth wide open on both sides. A man who could never be called handsome was drawn, and the eyes in the picture moved according to the movements of Larsen and the others.

‘Somewhere in the walls. There is a brick that opens a secret warehouse.’

Find the brick, take out the four cigarettes (cigarettes rolled in thin paper) from the secret storage, put them in the mouth of each picture, and light them. If you match them correctly, the picture frame will rotate to create a new passage.

Larsen said.

“The arrangement of the bricks is suspicious. Inspect the bricks. “I can feel the slight flow of mana.”

“okay.”

“huh.”

Kashin and Lydia spread out to both sides and began examining the bricks. Meanwhile, Larsen had to find something else. Something different from the original novel.

‘[The hatching nest] does not appear in the original work.’

Anyway, Kashin will clear this place on his own. What was important to Larsen was the ‘hatching nest’. Where and how to find hatching nests. I thought about that.

Kashin shouted.

“found!”

Larsen was dumbfounded.

‘already?’

How could a swordsman who is not an explorer find something so quickly? It could also be said to be a cheat within the work. When Kashin pressed down on the brick, one wall rotated. A small warehouse appeared, and inside it were hexagonal boxes. Meanwhile, several arrows flew at Kashin, but Kashin easily dodged them.

A voice was heard.

[Do not touch the treasure.]

[Those who touch the treasure. I will never be able to close my eyes.]

Kashin stacked four hexagonal boxes one on top of the other. The voice’s warning was easily ignored.

‘Now it’s [Black Priest]’s turn.’

Black priests are spirit-type monsters with strong resistance to ‘black magic’ and are the polar opposite of black magicians. It was a ghost named ‘Black Priest’ because it preyed on warlocks.

However, the Black Priest was no match for Lydia. The Black Priest was a monster that was quite vulnerable to fire-type magic.

Lydia laughed.

“Is it easy?”

It was like that. It was easy. So Larsen was strange.

‘okay. ‘It’s too easy.’

No matter how much you know the strategy. Even though this place is a trap aimed at warlocks. Even so, it is too easy.

‘This easy thing was a trap to catch Albleca? No matter how much you have arranged the fog that sucks out the warlock’s morale, it is not enough. It does not make sense.’

nonsense. There is something I missed. Larsen opened the hexagonal boxes. In the original, it was described like this.

[The hexagonal box contained medicinal candles with the names of joy, sorrow, sorrow, and pleasure, as well as paper to roll the medicinal candles into a ball. DuPont, who was a half-breed of a giant, already knew about the drug candles and placed each drug candle in the mouth of the picture frame and lit it. Then a new door opened, and there was a treasure trove inside.]

It was described from the main character’s point of view at the time and was conducted lightly. That’s how ‘Charles’ Cloud Snack Workshop’ ended.

‘But it can’t be that easy.’

Something is missing. Even drug lord Henker flinched when he heard about the ‘Cloud Snack Workshop’. This means that Henker also knew something.

‘Something is strange.’

That’s weird. I had to notice that. An unknown ominous feeling suddenly began to creep in. The wind started blowing from somewhere in this space that was sealed on all sides.

It was a wind laden with moisture.