Mastermind
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Chapter 45
Five days later.
The news that Kalman and Malian, both Baba Yagas, had targeted Seolrang’s life spread rapidly throughout the entire colony.
With the testimony of Liyan Aguileras, the daughter of the Red Tower Lord, and the mercenaries who survived the attack, the story gained widespread attention.
The public was outraged at the fact that two Baba Yagas had cowardly teamed up to take down another Baba Yaga.
As a result, they dragged down and destroyed the statues of Kalman and Malian that had been erected in the eastern part of the colony.
Similarly, the guilds associated with the two Baba Yagas quickly disbanded, and within a matter of days, all traces of Malian and Kalman vanished from the colony.
In their place, Seolrang took over.
Despite being ambushed by Malian and Kalman, Seolrang not only survived but also dealt with them, returning to immense public support.
As the testimonies of the Red Tower Lord’s daughter and the mercenaries were increasingly proven true, Seolrang’s popularity soared to unprecedented heights.
Seolrang was even beginning to be called the “First Baba Yaga” by the public, overtaking Kalman, who had held the title for the longest time.
Additionally, Count Palatio, who was known to have greatly contributed to helping Seolrang deal with the two Baba Yagas, was also gaining massive attention.
Currently, he was in the forgotten city of Kahara once more, checking something at the far eastern edge, where he hadn’t been able to visit last time.
He was looking at the inscription on the eastern stone tablet.
“Hmm.”
Alon, who had read all the words on the stone tablet during what could be considered either a long or short time, suddenly thought of a question.
‘Wait a second? How am I reading this?’
The words written on the stone tablet were not in the common language of the continent, but despite being unfamiliar, Alon could naturally decipher them.
It was as if he had been able to read them all along.
With a puzzled expression, Alon decided to stop by the central tower and ask about this before heading back.
As he turned around and began walking, he recalled the contents he had just read on the stone tablet.
‘ ... About foreign gods and gods.’
The eastern stone tablet, recommended by someone who suggested it might give him a rough idea of what was happening, contained stories related to foreign gods and gods.
However, what stood out to him was that some parts differed slightly from the information he had obtained while playing Psychedelia.
“ ... Why are foreign gods and gods described in opposite ways here?”
In Psychedelia, foreign gods and gods were clearly distinguished.
Foreign gods referred to gods not originally from this continent but rather deities born from people’s beliefs or from otherworldly realms.
Gods, on the other hand, were beings that had existed since the beginning when there was nothing on the continent.
As far as Alon knew, the five great sins were called gods in Psychedelia, and the monstrous deity he encountered in the north was referred to as a foreign god.
But ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ on this stone tablet, the terms were reversed—what he knew as “foreign gods” were called “gods,” and the five great sins were referred to as “foreign gods.”
Of course, the stone tablet didn’t directly mention the five great sins or the foreign gods by name.
Instead, the gods on the tablet were described in metaphors like “those who value honor,” “those who seek forgotten death,” or “those who have delved too deeply into the mysteries of magic.”
However, having played Psychedelia many times, Alon knew exactly who these metaphors referred to.
He also knew that metaphors like “the many-handed one” and “the one filled with greed and envy” were referencing the five great sins.
“Hmm-”
Alon thought for a moment before neatly folding that information away in his mind.
Except for the fact that “foreign gods” were described as “gods” and vice versa, the information he read on the stone tablet didn’t conflict with what he already knew.
This was because the stories mainly told in ‘Psychedelia’ were about the future, not the past.
‘I wish I could ask about this too.’
Alon organized the contents of the tablet in his mind as he walked toward the central tower.
In conclusion, Alon could not encounter ‘it’ again.
This was because the door that had once been in the center of the tower when he first arrived in the city had vanished, as if it had never been there.
He considered breaking through and climbing up, but didn’t believe he would be able to meet ‘it’ even then, so he ultimately decided to leave.
“Master!”
As soon as he stepped outside, he was greeted energetically by none other than Seolrang.
Seolrang, who had looked bored while waiting for him, beamed the moment Alon appeared.
Alon, who now sat with her in the carriage, heard:
“Let’s get married?”
It was the 19th proposal she had made in the last five days, leaving Alon with a troubled expression.
Facing Seolrang, who had placed both her hands on his knees, Alon noticed that the distance between them had grown smaller over the days.
Of course, Alon hadn’t moved closer—Seolrang had been the one to close the gap.
“Hm?”
Seolrang perked up her ears and tilted her head slightly.
Watching her tail swaying behind her, Alon let out a soft sigh.
At first, it had felt heartwarming, like a cute daughter saying, “I want to marry daddy!” But now, it was becoming a bit troublesome.
“ ... As I said before, I think of you as family.”
This was his 19th response.
“But we’re not ‘really’ family!”
And it was her 19th rebuttal.
“If we get married, everything will be solved!”
“What problem?”
“We’ll become real family!”
Alon, looking at Seolrang’s face filled with the expression of someone thinking, ‘I’m a genius!’, couldn’t help but feel like this conversation had become like a dialogue loop in a game.
“Do you even know what getting married means?”
Alon, deciding to press the conversation forward a bit, asked this question after they had come to the same conclusion 19 times.
“Of course! I’m confident I can make Master happy!”
However, realizing that even if he continued this discussion, the content would just circle back, he sighed.