Chapter 639 – Intangible Then

Rattle.

Intangible opened the door of the inn roughly, startled.
Ranya was crouching in front of the entrance, staring up at him.

“…”

I wasn’t in the mood to deal with a kid today.
I just want to binge and get drunk.

Intangible walked towards the restaurant.
How much money do you have on hand? No, what if you don’t?

‘Why don’t we put it on credit.’

Or, right now, I’d be okay with jojinning any guy at the fight club and earning a penny.
It would also be good for a breakout.

Tatata…

“…”

Intangible looked back.
Ranya, who had been chasing after him with an innocent face, stared at him as if asking why, and the intangible clicked his tongue.

“Hey. Get out.”

A low, menacing voice.
A sharp eye that even a long-haired man would not dare to meet.

Feeling like a non-human beast standing there, Nya’s hair stood on end for a moment, but then she laughed.

“Did something bad happen?”
“…”
“Wait for a sec.”

Tatata. Ranya, who ran somewhere, came running again.
What was in his hand was a bottle of alcohol.

“Where did you get it?”
“The one that the intangible took a sip and threw away.”

Was it
I don’t know if it was.
I don’t have any greed for anything.

“Do you want to go to your room and drink? Do you want to wait?”
“There’s nothing a kid can’t do.”

Intangible, who was trying to ignore it with a tsk tongue, heard a loud laugh.

Certainly, it’s going to be a bit noisy for a drink over there.
Then to the room?
No. I wanted to take it right away.

Intangible leaned against the wall and held out his hand to Ranya, who smiled and held out a bottle of alcohol.

Oops. An intangible who simply cuts a bottle of wine with his thumb.

“…Wow. How did you do it?”
“You can do it when you grow up.”

The vaguely dubious intangible bit his snout and blew his horn.

Gulp.

Cheap booze.
The alcohol content is unnecessarily high and the taste is not dirty.
The intangible closed his eyes and concentrated his mind, trying to get drunk.

But is it because of anger? He couldn’t get it right.

I don’t know how many minutes passed.
His body clock is out of whack.

“Sheesh…”

Intangible, who clicked his tongue once more, found Lagna sitting next to her and staring at him.
Laughter comes out of nowhere.

“Hey. Do you like me?”
“I like your face.”
“Ha. The man’s face has already been revealed.”

Still, he didn’t feel bad.
Ranya stared at the intangible and asked shyly.

“Intangible. Do you want to do that with me?”
“Are you crazy? Eight years older.”
“Even if I get older, I don’t think I’ll do intangibles.”
“…”

That’s right too.
To him, women were not objects of sexual desire, but merely companions.
It’s not that I don’t stand, but I don’t have sexual desire, and if I think it’s annoying, I’ll die even if I stand upright.

However, he could only get excited when he killed his target.
He did the same when he killed Hurroot.
However, he doesn’t feel anything special when he gets rid of the killifish to say he feels joy and pleasure in killing.
I just feel bad.

Well, you don’t have to do anything like sex.
He thought masturbation was enough.

Then Ranya took the bottle. What?

“It’s too early for a kid to drink.”
“Yes.”

Lagna, who pours a drink into a glass, knowing when he brought it.

“Hospitality. I learned.”
“…I see.”

Learned

‘I’m an apprentice prostitute, and now I’m just pouring alcohol.’

Is it because it’s an apprenticeship? I feel like there is something awkward about the form or attitude I follow.
Inside, he wondered why there was such a demand for such a idiot, but the intangible gulped down the drink in his glass in silence.

“Did something bad happen?”
“…”

Third question already.
At this point, he could have pouted and backed away, but Ranya was staring at him intently.

Why did you open your mouth?

“I met someone I don’t like.”
“An old friend?”
“No. Probably my parent’s underling. Seeing that he doesn’t know me, he’s probably the one who came in after I left.”

Ranya blinked her big eyes.

“I was disowned and my family register was broken. Should we say that we were disowned?

The intangible smiled and looked down at Lagna.

“Don’t you understand? In this world, there are parents who are worse than others.”

Parents like no other. Whatever exists.
I have seen countless cases where parents fail to act as parents and eat away at their children like parasites or diseases.

“Yes. I know. There are many trash parents in the world. Intangible.”
“…”

This kid is already an adult.
It seems that you know the providence of the world.

“Did your parents abuse you?”
“You use difficult words. Little boy.”
“I’m not a kid. It’s Ranya.”
“…Kid.”
“Lana.”

Chet. I’m trying to bite my tongue, so I’m pouring you another drink.
Intangible accepted and drank in silence.

“…Abused.”
“Why?”
“Um… Our house was, well, a house with old traditions and something special.”

Old tradition.
And special magic. The hometown of the intangible was the mage family that possessed the spirit magic.
At that time, his name was Tohute. His last name was Grindel.

Grindel was a famous family enough to be recognized just by name.
In the eyes of others, a wide territory and strong connections. It must have been a famous family of wizards with deep knowledge.
However, the place intangible knew was a place where the mind was sick with an inferiority complex.

“My family wanted to be the best in something. We would do anything to make it happen.”

Certain fields are, of course, magic.
A family of top wizards and a descendant of ten heroes with special powers. He was originally a distant relative of Huaikatsu.

Grindel wanted to stand on top of Whikatsu and the entire wizarding family.
Therefore, he expected overwhelming talent and effort from his successors.

“I didn’t have any talent in that field. To the extent that it’s not enough to say that it’s terrible, talent didn’t exist at all…”

You can’t use magic in the mage house.
How deadly that is as a successor.

The intangible could not generate mana, the source of magic, at all.
Even when others forcibly inject mana into her body, the mana bounces back as if fearing him.
How funny is this.
The sons of the famous wizards are the farthest from magic.

“My parents, the whole family. My brother made fun of me.”

The intangible tried.
He struggled to be loved by his parents.
He clung to magic even though he knew that he was already good at magic. Eventually, I started eating more and more…

“How did you hold on?”
“Yes?”

I looked down to see if he was making fun of me, and his expression was serious.
The intangible answered with a sigh.

“Even among the garbage, there are some decent ones.”

Two half-sisters.
And…

“I had an uncle.”
“Uncle?”
“…Ok.”
“Are you still friends?”
“… Gone far.”

Intangible said just that.
And at the same time, Yeodere’s face comes to mind.

‘Damn it.’

Why do you look like

Squeeze.

“…Do you have good timing?”
Hehe.”

Sake appropriate for the timing of boiling the inside of Nami.
Something soothes
It was a much better feeling than the needlessly flashy high-end hospitality.

“So your uncle went away and left the house in distress?”
“Umm… I was kicked out around the same time. It had nothing to do with my uncle.”

There is an ordeal passed down in the Grindel family.
An ordeal that you will never pass if you cannot use magic.
With the feeling that it was the last time, the intangible parents went through the ordeal, saying that if they couldn’t use magic, they would rather die.

“There’s a very difficult test. If you don’t use some power, you can’t pass it, and when the time limit is over… Monsters and attack magic will pour out.”

The intangible was strong even as a child.
Although he couldn’t use magic, he was good at using it to the extent that he could be said to have been blessed by Ryunar.
However, such intangibility was not enough to kill the monsters that appeared in the ordeal.
If he had focused on martial arts by utilizing his special skills, he would have been desperately honing his magic, and as an intangible with only a strong body, there was no way to counter the ever-surging monsters.

I still remember, the feeling of being eaten all over my body.
Parents and siblings looking down from a high place. Household chores.

And. It all burned
When I came to my senses… I was being held by my uncle.

The most painful thing for the intangible at that time was not that he was nearly killed by his parents and siblings, nor that he was a worm when it came to magic.

He is. His uncle had a very disappointed sweet face.

We never met after that.
Only a few days after the ordeal. He is gone
To be precise, he had seen an ‘accident’ from afar.

Shit.

Squeeze..

“…Gulp.”
“Do you still hate those people?”
“No? It’s insignificant.”

The intangible laughed.
It was sincere.

“Did I tell you earlier? I beat up my condescending parents and saved them when they begged me to help them. And the choma they longed for… Anyway, I won that grandpa, and I don’t have talent in that field, but I’m the best in that field. Win.”

Supermage Herrut is dead.
Numerous high-ranking wizards passed away to the intangible, who was treated as a bug because he could not use magic.

His body, which could not even pass through mana at all, could ignore even the magic that caused mana to flow and create completely different results like an invisible man.

Truly. He was a human made to destroy magic.

“And now. It’s the finishing touches.”
“Finish?”
“I have one last target left.”

Final goal.
Eight days.

By killing him… The intangible seemed to be able to be satisfied.
I think I can erase the scars of my uncle’s disappointment that still remain.

The intangible longed for it.
Something that can fill this unfilled void, something that can affirm oneself.
Achievement.
Honor.
Reason for living.
Wouldn’t it be enough to prove the value of an intangible man if he killed an eight-year-old strong man?

When it comes to killing, the intangible is natural.
I’m going to kill Yeedre.
The guy who just makes my head dizzy.
A guy who looks just like you.

‘You say my face resembles your father’s?’

It’s a very good thing.
Would be able to outwit
The other time, though, she found herself rather taken aback.

It won’t be easy.
Looking at the data Osard showed me earlier, I noticed something.

The guy says he was minding something the whole fight.
That’s probably…

‘It must be me.’

It would be better if I was self-sufficient.

Osard tries hard to bring down Dre, but he is dangerous and powerful.
He appeals that his sharpened sixth sense is the greatest challenge in his life.

‘I need to make it a little more dull.’

By fighting and defeating a strong opponent like Osard, you must become intoxicated with your own strength and dull to the point where you don’t care about intangibility.
That is the timing of the assassination.
If that’s how you hear a voice begging him to save you right before he dies. Ah. How sweet would that be…

Squeak.

“…Why?”
“You look angry…”
“I?”
“Huh.”

Intangible tried to say that it couldn’t be, but he just stopped drinking and thought about it again.

Let’s simulate a fight with Yeodre.
I’ve already simulated it the whole time I was awake. Also.

Attack the guy Stab the pit of the stomach, stab all vital points in an instant to kill… Probably not.
Perhaps a dangerous counterattack will come right after the first surprise attack.
Okay.
Calmly, breathing fast, I just need to press down on the guy who must have been flustered.

Whether it’s his slicing sword or space sword, whatever he’s hiding, I’ll shatter it head-on.
A fist for a fist, a sword for a sword. Skills are beaten with finesse…

‘…What.’

He is an assassin
But why did I suddenly sit down with a head-to-head simulation?

As I thought when Osard was there earlier, I’m not fighting, I’m trying to kill.
It is best to ambush and assassinate.

But…

“Then, intangibles want to surpass the person that is their goal and become refreshed, right?”

Do you feel relieved?
Isn’t he convincing himself?
No, are the two words the same? Intangibles were unknown.

“…Well?”
“But does Intangible want to win enough to think only of him? Then he must fight fair and square.”
“Why?”

Why should we fight fair and square?
Do you know that my job is to be an assassin?
However, Ranya said as if it were natural.

“If you win cowardly, it won’t get in your heart again and you won’t feel relieved.”
“…Aha.”

I see
The intangible opened his mouth blankly in surprise.
Ah. That’s right. That’s what it says.
It’s easy to run away after a loophole, and aim for a loophole again.

But that’s not enough.
If you want to acknowledge yourself and gain confidence in the intangible guy, if you sincerely laugh at yourself who is hated by mana for knowing that, there is no point in a surprise attack.

It was only then that he realized why, as an assassin, he assumed a duel rather than a surprise attack.
No guy He wants to make sure he recognizes his worth so much that even he himself can’t deny it.
I want to be relieved by doing that.
You have to crush that powerful guy head-on so that he acknowledges his existence.

‘This is true. I never thought I’d be relieved by the little boy’s words.’

The intangible was embarrassed for nothing.
Now, I wonder why he talked about things in the past or his goals to such an insignificant kid.

Well, as this kid said, he was relieved.

‘Correction of Declaration. Well educated.’

If it’s this guy, he’ll be a saloon ace.
Embarrassed, the intangible asked while munching on his mouth.

“…Then do you have a goal?”
“I want to be a craftsman.”

Unexpectedly, the answer that came out immediately made the intangible slightly open his mouth. I thought it was good to have clear dreams.

“…You can do it.”
“Umm… Can it be?”
“What can’t be done?”
“Yes? Right?”
“…”

It must be hard.
There’s no way I could practice anything in an environment like this.

Well, that’s not something the intangible knows.
This little boy is just an errand boy, and the current conversation will be forgotten from his head tomorrow, maybe in a few hours.

Squeak…

“Ah. I ran out of alcohol.”
“Hmm…”

I searched for money, but there was no money.
In the end, it seemed that trauma was the only answer.

“I have money.”
“…Why do you still have that?”

Goldfinch.
It must have been the gold coin that Intangible gave me yesterday.

“I’m going to buy you some clothes.”
“Later. And then I went into the store alone and died…”
“…”

A merchant boy passing by in my head.
Being cautious is a good thing.

“Leave that…”
“I don’t like it. I want to buy it.”

I grabbed the shoulder of the running kid and he tried to escape.
I couldn’t quite grasp whether he was moving faster than I thought or whether he was drunk, so I reached out and hugged him.

“…Hey. Champion.”
“…”

The timing is dirty.
A black man holding Lagna from behind. Garrix was looking at him in disgust.

Kwak.

Showing off his biceps, he said fiercely.

“Follow me. I’ll kill you.”
“Haha? If you’re betting money, I’ll agree. Black man.”
“If you know my name, a black man… Is a racist bastard. All right.”
“Hoo.”

A jerk.
Do you think I can’t beat you because I’m drunk?

“Intangible…”

La Nya followed with her worried face, but it didn’t matter.
Well, even if things went wrong and I was killed by this black man, I thought that would be okay too.

Aaaaagh!

Uujijijijik!

“Wow! The table is cracked!”
“Is that really hard?!”
“It’s also expensive!!”
“Master is mad!”

Intangible and Garyx. The two bulged their muscles against the table and pushed with such force that they would break each other’s arms.

“This… Damn black man! Use your strength for no reason!”
“Haha! Champion! I don’t know how to hit, but I’m the best in strength!”
“Uh, ruaaaaa!”

Ryunar did not write.
I just didn’t want to.
By force.
I will win fair and square.

“Oh, oh oh?!”
“Aaaaa!”

“Wow! Garyx is pushed!”
“Champion! Win! You must win so I can get a drink!”

A tense struggle.
In the end, a decision was made.

Kwaaaaang!

With a roar that sounded like an explosion, Garrix’s hand fell onto the table.

“Ha ha! Did you see it!!”

An intangible who celebrates victory with arms raised.
Watching him sweat profusely, whoops. Garyx sighs melancholy and galleries cheer.

“Give me the money! Oh, how long did you bet?”
“I don’t know. Come on.”
“Yes?”

Garrix offers a drink as if he had prepared it in advance.

“What is it? Money?”
“You were going to drink anyway, weren’t you?”
“…”

Hopefully this child. Did you hear everything?
Hiding his blushing face and gritting his teeth, the intangible took the drink as if stealing it.

“What’s so big?”

The glass was the size of an intangible head and was full of her beer.

“One shot! One shot! One shot!”
“One shot! One shot! One shot!”
“Drink it all the way, you damn bastard!!”
“Let’s see if the alcohol consumption is also a champion!!!!”

‘These children. What is this high tension?’

It’s a mystery.
The intangible who sighed saying he couldn’t play… I gulped down a beer.

“Did you see it!”
“Ohhh!”

Another cheering gallery.
La Nya, who had been watching anxiously next to her, was laughing and clapping along with her.

“Drink it all night. I’ll give it to you.”
“Huh? Do you have that much money?”
“It’s in its own way. If you didn’t go on a spree and saved money, you would have become rich…”

Garyx clicks Tsutsuzu’s tongue.

“Now, sit down, brother. Aren’t you bored without snacks?”
“Who’s your brother, the black man?”
“Noisy and just sit down, monkey.”
“Heng. I won’t accept anyone weaker than me as a brother!”

At that, the black man pretended to cry, and the intangible giggled and poured a drink into his glass.

After that, there was a lot of chatter and chatter.
The restaurant, which was normally noisy, became noisy.
It was to the extent that the guys who had been sleeping after work came down to complain and started drinking.

Then, I don’t know why, but as Laña sat in the middle of her table and everyone watched her, she made something of her own.

What was completed was a small ring.
Everyone in the tavern, a clunky barn with nothing special, cheered, clapped, and went wild.

The red-faced Lagna hesitated, then she held out her ring to the intangible.

“Ego.”
“Yes?”
“I’ll give it to you. Gold coins”

I do not need. Such a crude thing.
It was okay for the first one I made, but it seemed like he had talent, but that’s it.
It’s a crude thing, like the hairband she gave her as a gift.

However, intangible was not childish enough to spit out such sentiments in front of his face.

‘What would he have said?’

Eight days? I don’t know, but… I think he might have reacted in an unreasonable way, or he might have acted like an adult.

An unknown guy.

“Buy clothes with it.”
“Yes. Do as your brother says, lady.”
“Yes.”

Ranya squeezed the gold coin tightly.

“Isn’t the intangible going to be famous later? If you leave it alone, there will be a premium, so I’ll sell it then.”

HahaDo you have any thoughts on this lady? It’s going to be big, etc. A good laugh is contagious.
Intangible laughed as well.
It wasn’t a bad feeling.

“Give it to me, kid.”
“?”
“Hey brother. Take what I gave you? It’s ugly.”
“No, black man. Wait.”

If there is going to be a premium… I thought so and drew something with my finger.

It was an intangible face.

“…My God. Did you draw on the gold coin with just your grip?”
“I wasn’t a champion for nothing.”

Garrix laughed in the crowd.

“Brother. Chundeong. Is that it?”
“What are you talking about black?”

While listening to the reactions around her, she held out the gold coin to Ranya again.

“Receive.”
“Huh.”

Ragna took it for granted and held her dearly in her arms.
The night still continued, and consciousness was suddenly cut off.

As mentioned several times. It felt pretty good.