Reader's Double Track Recovery Log

1.

"What do you mean, no cane?"

" Literally. I don't have the right to own the wand that I got for the San Greg Camp winnings."

Capriel, who looked around and said so, immediately closed his mouth. His eyes are shaking slightly, and it seems inconceivable that he would be asked such a question.

But I'm also in a state of panic.

Ask him in a cautious manner.

"If you don't mind, will you be able to hear what's going on?"

"Hahahahahaha..."

Capriel, who smiled with a troubled look, suddenly hardened his face.

"I can't tell you about the buyer's identity because of personal reasons. Please understand."

“·········.”

Looking at the middle-aged wizard scratching my head, I was momentarily lost in thought.

Come to think of it, it was only my guess that he had the winning prize until the time of the original. Of course, the disappearance of the cane may be a butterfly effect from my intervention, but somehow the hunch is telling me it's not.

Capriel just said 'buyer'.

Did you sell the saint's dark cane to the black market?

No, it can't be. I've never heard of Cheongtap or Escriopian families suffering from financial difficulties. And a rich sorcerer like Capriel would never sell such a wand to anyone for a few pennies. It would be just a euphemism to change the subject.

I made a bold suggestion while continuing my thoughts.

"To tell you the truth, I need a saint's dark cane. If Capriel can help me retrieve the cane again, I'll give you a fight seal in return."

“···!”

Capriel opens his eyes wide, perhaps surprised.

It's worth it.

Leaving the seal paid by the church as collateral is one of the highest levels in a way that individuals express their gratitude. It goes without saying the value of a struggle figure who has only 12 in the world.

Capriel, who was dumbfounded by surprise.

Suddenly he shakes his head.

"I wonder why you're so obsessed with a cane.

"I'll tell you why if you promise to cooperate."

Capriel sighed at my words.

"I'm a little concerned, but I'll turn down the offer. I'm personally uncomfortable because I can't respond positively to your expectations. There are complicated circumstances, so Master Stroke, please understand with broad generosity."

"Well, ··"

It was a soft but stubborn refusal.

To let out a murmur inadvertently.

You'd better take a step back for now.

2.

Mumbling, looking at the mercury cane in his hand.

"···곤란하게 됐군.”

Originally I was going to trade this thing for the saint's dark cane. Of course, the value of the martial arts itself is high on the dark cane side, but Capriel was a wizard specialized in sequencing, so the tempting offer was evident.

But, ··, things are going strangely.

Chesha slightly narrows the forehead.

"In a word, Lord Capriel has no intention of revealing where the wand is. Sounds like a pretty dangerous situation.”

" "·음음. If Zhirgal comes out of the black tower, he'll be able to figure out where his weapon is. After all, we're one step behind."

"You didn't make much money at this banquet."

"No, not necessarily."

Chesha, who does not have the original knowledge, tilts her head. But I went through this and had intense questions about Capriel.

On reflection, it is true that Capriel's appearance has been completely cut off since some time ago. Considering his status in the Northern Wizardry world, it is clear that there was some sort of situation, considering that the novel was overflowing with MacGuffins.

"Well, we can just go back home and see how he behaves."

Then I looked at Argos, the multi-faceted mirror-shaped spirit that appeared behind Bissanya's back.

There is a reflection of the middle-aged wizard Capriel.

"Then, let's see which one of the big ones has taken the sacred object of Hyean Church."

3.

Capriel had a stiff look all the way back home in a carriage.

'I kept my word.’

His participation in Sandrekamp was not due to personal greed. This is due to the request of a group that secretly wanted to obtain the winning prize.

Of course, it would be a lie if he didn't feel anything else when he held a cane that came out as a prize with the honor of winning. The unidentified black-and-white cane was such a subtle and bizarre thing. If Capriel had been a deviant figure, or indeed a magical man, he would have thrown away his accumulated status and wealth without hesitation and fled with a stick.

But Capriel couldn't. He was just an ordinary man with a little talent for magic, craving for recognition and social status.

"What a servile spirit to call yourself the best wizard in the North.”

He smiled a mixture of self-help and lamentation.

The Magician's life was bound to someone from the moment he started walking the path of a wizard.

Capriel is known externally to have come from a lower aristocratic family, but this is not true. He comes from the bottom poor. After losing their parents due to the epidemic, they were kidnapped by their neighbors and sold as slaves.

In such a situation, it was thanks to the support of a family who happened to recognize his talent that allowed him to knock on the door of a difficult tower.

The family easily forged a low-ranking aristocrat's identity and dropped him. Then they put it into the blue tower under their influence, and Capriel grew into an outstanding wizard.

Decades have passed since then.

From some point on, the slave boy became a middle-aged man who was praised as the greatest wizard in the north, and he held on to everything he longed for in the old days. On the surface, it's a horse.

My chest throbbed.

What would his disciples look like if they knew that he was a low-born slave and was just a puppet of those who held it to their weak points? This was not a negative delusion. This can happen any time if the Irescaya family is upset.

Soon a carriage arrived at the house of Escripo. A woman with a perfectly familiar face was waiting for Capriel with her attendants.

"I didn't have to come out to greet you."

"No, can you neglect your teacher with your student body?"

Small size. Braids of rice-colored hair. Capriel looked at the woman who claimed to be his disciple with a calm air.

'Hoo-hoo, it's not funny that I'm her teacher.’

It was not so widely known that she was on Capriel's disciple list. Going a step further, no one inside the Blue Tower knows that he is already a wizard with skills beyond Capriel.

Ravina Irescaya.

He plays a messenger between the most prestigious family in the North and Capriel.

Although he is famous throughout the continent as the best wizard of his age, Capriel sees him as far short of that. Without a single exaggeration, Lavina is sure to surpass that Tristan Allabre in the future.

"Teacher, please go inside. Other death penalty people are waiting. After the banquet, I'll tell you something in private."

Capriel nodded with a stiff look.

4.

In the name of House Irescaya, I'm telling my old friend, Capriel Escriopo.

"Receive."

I listened well to your performance in San Grecamp. It was a very satisfying achievement. If the two families are united, the Escripo family will prosper with great hands.

A figure as big as Capriel, kneeling in front of a girl who is only seen as a teenager, is listening to her story. Clans silently looked at the strange sight.

"What is that?! Uncle Capriel is kneeling to some little boy!"

Epio exclaimed in astonishment.

In response, Reicardi narrows her eyes.

"Maybe she's acting as someone's deputy. Must be a superior who's tied up with Lord Capriel."

"Are you saying that you knelt down on a high man who might be behind her, not her?”

Lacardi nods at Kurt's words. Mayana, meanwhile, looked at Iden's sense of loss of words and smiled.

"Oh, I didn't expect to see her face here. Things are going pretty well."

"Mr. Mayana, do you know who that is?"

"It's Rabina Ireska. He's probably the most promising next-generation talent on the continent."

"Well, I think I've heard of it."

Naturally, Mayana's evaluation criteria excluded the talent of Blisspiel Clan, whom Eden has worked hard to nurture.

"So, what are you going to do? Shall we go in now?”

“·········.”

Iden thought hard.

I didn't know the Irescaya family was after the dark stick.’

Of course, it's no wonder that in the north, they were famous for their magic masters.

Compared to its grand setting, the Ireskaya family was one of the few pillars of existence in the original, and Ravina Ireskaya on the screen played her part in three to four parts.

"(· 보니· 보니 보니 보니 보니) Compared to the name value of the family itself, the members other than Ravina were strangely silent. Then it's highly likely that they were angry with Zhirgal.’

While he was lost in thought, the story of the two reflected in the mirror continued.

The message from the housekeeper is beyond that. I've been rude for a while, Master.

"No, it's only a matter of well-informed courtesy, so I don't care much. More than that, there's one thing I want to tell you.

"What is it?"

There are those who are after the dark stick. The person who invited me to the banquet this time was 이번에.

When he heard that, Aiden opened his eyes slightly. Then he looked at the Clans and talked.

"Let's go to the Irescaya family home. It would be faster to go and negotiate in person than to sit back and drag out the time."

" "·하지만하지만 But my brother. We don't even know what they're trying to do with their dark sticks. Can we talk about this properly?”

It is a reasonable logic in its own way.

Judging from the way it's going, it's clear that the Irescaya family leaders knew about the product even before the competition began. Moreover, it seems that he wanted to pick up the dark cane with a pinpoint, not just an "excellent magic weapon."

This means that there is a reason why a dark cane is necessary. Therefore, it is difficult to find a cane through negotiation if it cannot offer any more benefits. But I wasn't worried about anything.

"If you don't listen, you can beat them up and take them away.”

"Well, is that okay?"

"Yes. It's almost past the time to munch on others. If there's an obstacle in front of us, we should break it. Everybody get your stuff."

Iden, who said so, immediately left the conference room.

5.

Unattended visitors came to the mansion in Ireskaya, northwest of the continent.

Normally, everyone would snort and ignore the topic, but the leader of the uninvited group was none other than the most famous young man in this era, Eden Stroke.

"I'll ask you point-blank. Why did you want the saint's dark cane?"

The leaders of the Irescaya family, who rushed to the conference room, forgot what to say to the daring questions thrown back and forth.