Return of the Class 8 Mage
81. traps (1)

Trap (1)

“Um.”

The contents of the note are very simple. No reports, just an interesting message saying, ‘If you want a preliminary report, then come out in front of the mansion. If not, I will continue to investigate.’

“So..”.

It seemed like the story might not be what he was looking for, but if he wanted to hear it, come out. Something subtle and interesting.

“Let's listen.”

Ian stood with determination. He took a bottle from the table next to him and drank the painkiller Douglas had made.

‘This.’

If it was an ordinary human, they would have thrown it away, as it was made with poison. Ian, however, had mana protection so there was nothing to worry about. The medicine had a scent that spread everywhere and a bitter taste that he did not like.

‘Why is this bitter?’

He had witnessed the preparation process and knew exactly what ingredients were used. But it still feels bitter. Will others be able to swallow this potion without a doubt? Ian drank it because he knew the whole process. Unfortunately, there is no way to know the cause of this bitter taste.

‘There is no suitable explanation for this kind of taste.’

No matter how much he thought about the medicinal product and its preparation process, Ian could not understand it at all. It seemed like something with a different taste had been mixed. Amidst his endless thoughts, Ian finished drinking the vial and walked out of the mansion. It was still morning.

“Mr tower.”

Usually in cases like this, they only send letters or subordinates. The Head of Day Break, Crude, appeared live this time. Was it because of the intensity of their first meeting? The fear arises.

“It's been a long time since I last saw you. Is it that bad?”

“It wasn't too bad.”

“What? Well……. Ah, I heard that you took a vacation, for training purposes. Looks like you're tired of all that.”

Ian's vacation was actually working for Tower Lord. It could not be considered a secret, as other witches knew. Although it wasn't information trading, Crude knew it all.

“So to say, you may still be weak, but please see the name of the castle. Even though it is not a profitable job and you are still in the middle of your training ……. ”

Crude stood in an empty spot, pointing at something with his hand as he spoke. Ian understood the contents without any difficulty. Maybe it's a panacea.

“This is a panacea.”

“This is amazing.”

“The whole world knows that if it wasn't for elixir, the witches wouldn't have been able to survive.”

Surely, that was no reason for the potion. In his past life, Ian had also received a lot from it. Crude often gives bribes in the form of small gifts such as elixir. Is this an elixir that can only be tasted once every few years?

“This is a precious little thing compared to the commonly found elixir. Since it could only be made once in a few years, it was still difficult to obtain it even with a lot of money. I will give this to the Tower Master who is practicing. ”

It's gotta be the same.

Just a slightly different statement.

Ian must accept the potion.

To give it to his mother.

“I'll take it.”

“Eh? Ah, yes, thank you very much!”

Without hesitation or hesitation Ian took it. Crude was a little confused when Ian picked it up without even thanking him. He was very disturbed because this was a clear bribe and most people with high status, such as the Tower Master, would show some sort of doubt or pretend to be humble. Ian didn't show any of this.

‘Is it because he is young?’

With that in mind, Crude handed over some documents to Ian. That was the information he had investigated until now. They were filled with very detailed stories, none of which were very useful.

“I'm very sorry to have spoken like this, but I don't have the expenses to fulfill your request anymore. Here it is.”

Crude's voice tapered.

He approached Ian's ear.

There was no one around to hear, but it was an instinctive act.

“If you review the documents, you will know, there are some stories related to Dragon. That said, they are a kind of trend. ”

“Tendency?”

“For example, it might be a story related to dragons, but it has status, whereas the others do not exist? The trend of gathering such things had been widespread among the nobles. ”

Things related to dragons are trending?

Ian could not remember this from his past life.

Obviously, this trend is far from anything.

Given this, it was a strange story.

“It is not known if this is related to the requested order, as the nobles will definitely collect trendy items. For such a small reason, there must be something unbelievable there, right?”

“Hm...”.

There must be a reason why this trend appeared among the nobles.

This is definitely something worth investigating.

“And the distribution of the goods is also quite confidential. These items are no longer found in the market. They are being auctioned to the nobles.”

Crude's speech is getting longer.

But there is no stuttering or incorrect vocabulary in it.

“You know, only nobles can attend the auction, and on top of that, the delivery of dragon-related items is very secret. I think there are at least six major groups that have a share in the imperial trade. ”

The six great imperial groups.

It's familiar to Ian.

No, rather.

“I know the top five groups.”

In his previous life there were ‘five’ large groups in the Empire. But the sixth great group? I have been involved in top-level work related to the Ivory Tower. It was impossible for him not to remember.

“Where are each of the six main groups?”

Unlike his previous life, the upper levels were reborn as the main group.

Ian curiously asked Crude.

“If I start with the easiest name first, The Jameson Top, Morton Top, Highway Top, Mario and brothers. This one is also the name of the group. They were originally mercenaries.”

“I know. Please continue.”

‘If he knows, why did he ask?’

Crude's lips became stiff.

‘I'll scream if he's a good guy.

No, I will not meet him since the beginning.’

“Ya, Muratra Top and the last one is. Even the Tower Master might know about them. The group originated in the northern area of Tower Lord's hometown, Mogrian, and is quite active there. For several years now, they have been in the continental basin.”

If it was Boien's group then Ian would have known them. Are these the people he sold the bodies of mountain goblins to six years ago?

‘Because I intervened, has the future changed?’

It was certain that they did not suddenly become a large group just because Ian sold the corpses of goblins to them. Ian just changed the flow. Even then, he still felt an overwhelming pleasure.

“I wrote the details in the document. Please go through it once, if there is any need to be added, please contact me. Ah, you don't need to come all the way to our headquarters. You may have noticed it the first time you contact us, but all commercial districts on route 1 are fully owned by us. I'll thank you if you contact us through that side. ”

Ian's eyes were fixed on Crude until the end. Unlike this in his past life, his second impression of the imperial God Tower was an intense first impression in this one.

As soon as Crude left, Ian returned to the mansion.

When he entered the bedroom, he saw a figure that had never existed before.

(It....books with..........their language.).

(Is that so? That man can read this.)

(Their language ..... only ...).

(Only those who can read it.)

Queen Peri and the spirit of the dragon Sparto were there. The Fairy Queen was flipping through a book larger than herself and showing it to the dragon.

“What are you guys doing?”

At Ian's question, they turned to the dragon. This was a conclusion he could draw over the past few months, to these people, Dragons were like old people. It feels like a mother from one side and a father from the other. Ian never knew what it was like to have a father. It was just a guess.

“Queen. I have something to ask.”

(See you go.)

“If so, is it from the Dragonian family?”

(What's wrong with you?)

“If you can't understand what it is, it means you can't write it.”

If you don't understand it, you can't write it.

There was a pretty disgusting expression.

Nevertheless, it was the Fairy Queen.

There's no way he could argue.

(What, I'll do it. Anyone with power will be able to. Their loyalty will not be lost. Surely, only the Elf clan would defend their lair until the end.)

(I also .... have their shields.).

(Whispering! Always talk about the bones that sleep.)

(Sleep ....have your own reasons.).

At the intervention of the Sparto dragons, quarrels became frequent. Ian reached a point, where just by thinking about it, he could block out the noise, without having to rely on any magic.

‘I can't get through this. No one can.’

Ian thought about the current matter. He had to take steps to examine the relationship between the dragonians who were likely to be the founders of the denomination of the Order of the Dragon, the trends that revolved among the imperial nobles regarding the dragons, and the secret auctions made by them.

‘Everything can be pulled out in one shot.’

If you only look at the process, it is simple.

Try showing some items related to dragons.

A secret auction among the nobles.

It can be used as bait.

‘No problem if you don't have a relationship.’

Enough to recover the item again.

Ian has the power of funding.

He just needs to pay a little fee.

‘The secret auction will have security. How can I be invited as a buyer? I have to finish these two .....’.

Those two are the main problems. The problem was that the auction was run by six large groups of the empire and to be invited as a buyer, he had to be close to a noble.

‘Because I'm not a noble.’

Witches are also like royalty. If an order is sent from the Ivory Tower, the Sovereigns must jump. After all, witches were still not nobles. As long as this was the case, it would be difficult to enter into the secret auction of the nobles. Even more so if he could not get acquainted with anyone. A magician who was a noble, was there such an existence?

‘I have to do this.’

Ian's head ran at high speed.

He began to pass through many of his memories.

42 Years of his past life and 6 years of his current life.

Ian extracted everything from there.

* * *

A few days after that.

The famous household, which had the ability to influence all the imperial nobles, the family of ‘Parker’, organized a secret auction on their estate. While hosting the auction, one could preview the items to be showcased, this was such management. Auburn is also in the process of managing their quality.

“Duke Auburn, it's an honor to meet you here like this.”

“AhAh, are you one of the Boien group?”

“I Roberto. Please take care of me.”

Auburn Park and a large-bellied middle-aged man shared their greetings. He introduced himself as an exhibitor and director of the Boien group. The impression he left was not very good. Can it be said that he looks like the perfect example of a ruthless merchant? If it is based on appearance, then it is.

“It depends on the quality of the goods.”

“That's the problem. It's very satisfying.”

“Wow, confident man.”

“Are you confident? I've eaten chopped rice and gone everywhere looking for something. Through all my experience, this is my first time seeing something like this.”

Roberto started praising him out loud.

Auburn was suspicious of this compliment.

That's a bit counter productive.

It's like that until now.

“Not one person until now will introduce the exhibition item with such praise. Everything here must be related to the Dragonians, so don't talk like that anymore. Because the code of this auction house is Dragonian. You realize it, right? ”

“That's what you mean?”

“Hum..let's see.......”.

Auburn Park folded her hands and glared at Robert. Merchant Robert knew it for sure and nodded his head. Will Robert show me that stuff?

“Please come to this side.”

Top of the Boien group, explained Roberto.

Roberto took out a locker from the carriage and placed it in front of Auburn, who gently opened it. In it, there was a large book, it was not normal. Just by looking at the cover, you can tell it's not man-made.

“The, the hell, this book .....”.

Looking at it, the picture remained in Parker's eyes.

Read the latest chapter in the novel Only

Recovering from the shock of seeing the book, he asked.

“What, what is this? Where did you get this book?”

“Don't be surprised so. This is exactly .... ”

Roberto's merchant stopped talking for a moment and approached Auburn's ear.

“Item related to Naga.”