Chapter 146 – #41. Skirmish (1).

#41. Scramble.

The day was bright.
I found out a lot of things through Rosé, but the funniest thing is that the name of the 5-star paladin is Ryan Lionheart.

“You are eating.”

Ryan casually sat in front of me.
There are many seats.
The thought came to me.

The blond-haired man who was eating right in front of her was Titania’s prey.
If it was a 5-star paladin, the waitress’ reaction yesterday would be understandable.

‘I must have itched because I wanted to get stuck.’

I dipped the bread in the thick soup and ate it.
I continued to eat, keeping an eye on Ryan.

“Haha, did you put anything on my face?”
“It’s not like that.”
“Please don’t stare too hard. Even though I’m used to it, it’s just a little bit embarrassing.”

Ryan had a nice smile.
Certainly, he was handsome.
Besides, his body, which he must have trained every day, looks so strong that it is only natural to make women cry.

‘Eh, tsk tsk.’

I believe it will be small.

“What is your name?”
“My name is Jinwoo Kim.”
“Ah, Mr. Jinwoo. Your name is unique.”

As we ate leisurely and moderately, Ryan spoke to me.

“My name is Ryan. Ryan Lionheart. Since I was summoned to the tower, I lost ties with my family, so please just call me Ryan.”

Ryan was polite.
He was a man who knew manners.

However, it’s just ironic that that attitude is directed at me.

I just thought he was kind to everyone.
Since he had a job called a paladin, it was natural in a way.

This is why priests are treated well.
The reputation that each other built up made the whole group good.

“When did you come up to the third floor?”
“Yesterday.”
“Aha.”

Ryan laughed softly.
That smile just wasn’t comfortable.

“So I guess I couldn’t find it. There must be a reason why you suddenly felt energized yesterday.”

Ryan was saying things I couldn’t understand.
Can’t find it? Who? Me?
Feeling energy, what kind of dog-like noise is that?

Energy is not an easy thing to feel.
To put it nicely, it’s energy, what Ryan says isn’t too different from pretending to be human.

We don’t even know each other, but can we recognize the existence?
Most people don’t even know where I am.
Does the country know that people are alive?

‘It seems to be a familiar situation somewhere.’

It was like yesterday.
It wasn’t much different from the attitude Titania had shown me.

She felt the energy, so she came.
If so, there must be something up.

Animosity toward Ryan bloomed.

At that time, Ryan smiled softly.
It was a light smile, as if telling her not to be nervous.

“It is unique in many ways.”
“Yes?”
“My name is from the East Continent, but looking at my clothes, I don’t think I am from the East Continent. Then you are a human from another dimension.”

Ryan’s eyes flashed.

“To think that a person from another dimension has such deep dark magic…”
“What are you talking about…”

An eerie sensation passed through his limbs.
Didn’t you say 5 star paladin?
By the way, did you notice that I’m a dark magician?

‘There’s no way that’s the case.’

There are saints, saints, popes, and countless priests.
In each dimension, in each time period, it comes out without limit.
They wield divine power based on their faith, but they do not have the ability to find black magicians or distinguish witches.
It would have been possible in the original dimension, but in the ‘Tower of Struggle’, such distinction becomes impossible due to the ‘system’.
If that was possible here as well, there would have been no meaningless shoveling in the black magician’s hunt, led by Elena.
Dark magic is just one of many auras.

‘I’d rather be a black magician like him.’

Numerous dimensions exist, and numerous races and races repeat birth and extinction.
In a ‘Tower of Struggle’ where people don’t know each other well, camouflage is a matter of course.
It cannot be concluded that there will be no black magicians impersonating priests.

‘This bastard…’

Ryan smiled brightly.

“It’s such a thick black magic, it’s not magic that a novice player can have.”

The stare that the paladin sent me was not the one looking at it.

“Furthermore, the scent it emits is also a scent that can’t be smelled by low-quality magical powers. Jinwoo is not just a low-level black magician. I feel a power very similar to his.”
“If he is… ?”

Ryan was looking at me as if he were looking at an object of admiration and envy.

“What is your relationship with the Great Rich, Pluto-sama… ?”

Great lich.
Bastards who call Pluto that way are unconditionally black magicians.
There is only one reason why I did not know this man’s name even after hearing it, because Ryan Lionheart is not his real name.

‘It’s like a masked man.’

It is visible now.
As soon as I got to know it, I started to see it.
Traces of black magic overlaid on his face.

“… A disciple of Pluto.”
“You mean disciple? . Pluto’s disciple, not written in the Bible. I don’t remember reading it.”
“Because I entered this tower and took over the power. It can’t be written down.”

I immediately let go of his words and immediately reestablished the relationship with A.

“I can’t believe it, but I can’t help but believe it. The power I feel from Jinwoo is definitely similar to Pluto’s power, the power that Archbishop showed.”
“By the way.”

If we talked further, it seemed like we would fall into Samcheonpo.
I’m not even curious about Pluto’s admiration.
I didn’t want to have that conversation.

“Are you a black magician?”
“Yes. I ran away from the upper floors. Because a saintess who knew me came up to the 4th floor. She looks like she’s going to be killed, she can’t stand it any longer.”
“A saint?”

When I say she is a saint, I can only think of one person.

‘The bitch who broke her head in the black magician’s hunt. What was his name?’

He remembers getting along well with Elena.

“Yes, Christina. When I was immersed in black magic, the child became a saint based on sincere faith.”

Christina.
Christina Luminous.
She was a saint I knew.

“What was the relationship between the two of you?”
“It was a childhood friend. I was supposed to get married when I was young. After becoming a black magician, things got bad.”
“Of course.”
“Hehe, Cristina said she would give the punishment that a goddess should have given instead, and she tried to kill me. She wondered if she was lucky enough to survive being summoned to the Tower of Struggle, but in the end she ran into her like this.”

As I said, Dahee Yoo in the novel is not interested in the narrative of women.
So even though I am a reader, I do not know this background at all.

Ryan giggled.
Maybe it was because I found out he was a black magician, but his cool appearance started to look ugly.

“Since I’m down one floor, I don’t think it will get caught until you hear about me. I must pray that my comrades will not speak out about me while being tortured.”
“A black magician praying?”
“Yes, you can pray. To me, Pluto is like a god. As a result, I gained divine power while being a black magician. Thanks to that, the stomach is comfortable, and it looks good. I live thinking of it as a gift from Pluto.”

Ryan showed signs of brilliant light.
Since it was a real divine power, I decided to spare my words.

‘This bastard also spent his days cosplaying as a paladin.’

As if I was playing as a masked man.

“Anyway, if Jin-woo is really Pluto-sama’s disciple, it seems that he did well to come down. To meet such a relationship… Even if I die, I have no regrets.”

Ryan’s expression was not much different from that of the priest.

‘Psychic bastards…’

Pluto is a lich, not a god.
Lich hides his bony bones and spends his time idly on the 0th floor of the tutorial.

“Okay, do me one favor.”
“What is your request?”

Shortening the lengthy explanation, he asked the succubus to eat him.

“Yes?”
“If you just approach it as a dream, give it a moderate dose.”
“Ah, are you talking about that succubus yesterday?”
“Yesterday?”

Are you talking about rosé?

Ryan looked at me with another respect.

“As expected, Pluto-sama’s disciple, Mr. Jinwoo, can send even a succubus away like that. I respect you as a black magician, and I respect you as a man.”
“No, there are other years besides him. It’s a silver-haired succubus, so you just have to give it a moderate amount. OK?”
“Hmm, it’s a request that’s not as big as I thought. Then, the reward for that… ?”
“What do you want? Is there anything you want?”

Ryan’s eyes shine brightly.

“Show me Pluto’s black magic.”

It was an easy reward.

“Okay, I’ll show you in time.”
“Thank you. I will do anything… !”

After hearing Ryan’s confirmation, I got up from my seat.
I could barely finish my meal.

We left the inn and headed to the Colosseum.
Collect your thoughts along the way.

‘Why does Titania want Ryan’s spirit?’

That was the biggest question.
There shouldn’t be anything different about being a 5-star player.
The difference in sex (★) is just the difference between being able to hunt the boss monster or not.

‘Hmm…’

Certainly, if divine power and dark magic were mixed, it would be a delicacy.

As soon as I learned black magic, my divine power and spirit power were absorbed.
How does Ryan have both divine power and black magic?

‘I don’t know…’

There must be a reason of its own.

As we approached the Colosseum, there were more people.
Because the Colosseum raised the scale of the duel.
Naturally, a gambling board was prepared, and it was only natural that people flocked to it.

So we entered the Colosseum amidst the crowd.
Since I am a participant and not a spectator, I have to go to the waiting room separately.
Since it was my first trip, I got lost on the road.

“Hey!”

Then someone called me from behind.
It was the red-haired nymph, Fran.

“Hey!”

I went over to Fran and Ally.
These are clothes that exude a sense of authenticity.

“Tsk tsk, were you a thief? What are you going to do with such poor equipment? .”
“I’ll be better than you as a human being, so stop talking bullshit.”

Fran still pointed at me.
It seems that he likes his twin sister, Allie.
In a way, it was a natural reaction.

“Allie’s breasts are fucking big today. Can’t she give it a try?”
“Don’t talk to Ally, horny bastard.”
“It’s not even your breasts, so why are you fucking? Do you want to die?”

What I felt after coming up to the third floor was that my level was surprisingly high.
At least it didn’t look like he was going to lose to Fran.

Allie squeezed between me and Fran.

“I don’t have time to fight.”
“This is that human bastard… !”
“Fren, be quiet. Thank you for filling in the number of people, too. If you don’t want to be treated badly by the Black Skull, you’d better be serious.”

Allie laughed at me.

“From the moment you compete with us, the Black Skull will come to haunt you every day.”

He giggled as if he had taken revenge.
Same goes for Fran.
She must have thought of something in her head, and she laughed at me as she cooled to the point of anger.

‘What is he saying now.’

She expected retaliation, of course.
It is an idiot not to know that they are isolated and dried to death.
However, I am a regressor.

‘It’s okay if I go back after messing around to my heart’s content.’

The nymphs turned and headed for the waiting room.
I laughed at the nymphs who laughed at me and followed the twins.
Perhaps because they knew the way, the nymphs used to visit the waiting room of the ‘red-haired mercenaries’.

“There, asshole mercenary friends.”

In front of the waiting room, cubs who look like members of the ‘Black Skull’ guild are standing blocking the door.

“Kkeuhuh, I heard rumors that players couldn’t be found, but was it true?”
“Chwiik! Is it a human that you just brought with you? Against us? Aren’t you ignoring me too much?”

Rare Orc Shaman, Dark Elf Knight, and Lion Beast.
The Black Skull personnel surrounded us and looked down as if threatening.
It looked quite menacing against the nymphs.

But Ally wasn’t afraid.
She proudly straightened her shoulders and said.

“It is negligible. They’re the ones who do surprise attacks because they don’t have confidence.”
“Keuk, is this a surprise attack? You don’t even know what I mean?”

The Dark Elf laughed as if he were sick.
At the sight of the dark elf, Fran clenched his fists.
He was shivering, but he looked pretty miserable.