Chapter 152
I’m Not the Final Boss’ Lover
Gradually the cloud of dust subsided. My blurred vision gradually opened and I was soon in contact with a towering earthen wall.
The pile of dirt that had blocked the scorpion lightning quickly scattered and collapsed. A woman with brown hair stretched out her hand over the crumbling dirt. Itâs normal brown hair, so I wasnât aware of it.
I quietly clicked my tongue.
âI didnât know youâd bring an earth property wizard.â
âI thought you might have Fulgorâs Pumpkin. Iâm well aware of the dangers of lightning magic.â
The electric system was at odds with the earth attribute. Fulgorâs Pumpkin could be considered useless.
âHoly Devotionâ could only be used on the same party memberâ¦
It wasnât that I thought I could completely subdue them.
Because there were more than 30 opponents.
I also know how to objectively see the situation.
I laughed sarcastically.
âYouâre amazing, Crimson Prosecutor.â
âDonât call me that!â
Fabian, enraged, shouted.
He was more furious than when he was called a âthug,â and his eyes were filled with anger and frustration at not being called a warrior.
Whether he thought he was too expressive, Fabian belatedly straightened his face. Raising his lips, he pretended to be relaxed.
âNo matter how great you are as a supportive wizard, you are only a supportive wizard after all.â
âSo, you brought these people to kill me, a supportive wizard? Isnât it such a waste of manpower?â
âMe? You? Why would I kill such a talented person?â
Fabian shook his head curiously. I hated the way his red hair fluttered and scattered along with the leaning pass.
âI thought about it, but I think the Black Knights would collapse without you.â
Fabian said so and reached out to me.
âIâll give you another chance, Jun. Not the Black Knight, but an opportunity to follow me.â
What?
I thought I heard it wrong at first. Or perhaps it was a mockery.
The expression of giving me a chance was as if it was very beneficial. Why do I have to follow him now? I snorted and asked.
âIf I refuse?â
âEven if your parents and younger brother die?â
âN-no!â
The stepmother and father, who were held by their group, screamed. Only then did my father look at me and beg urgently.
âJun! I understand that you can resent us. But your brother⦠What is your grudge against that poor little boy?â
They were desperate as if they would hang on to my feet right away if their arms were not bound.
But the desperate cry just passed by my ear.
âYou took the wrong hostages.â
I continued without even looking at my parents.
âI donât care if they die or not.â
âHow can you do that, Jun! How can you be so spiteful!â
As soon as I finished talking, my stepmother screamed with a seizure. She opened her mouth to criticize me, but her father next to her was a step faster.
My father tried hard to stimulate my guilt and gain sympathy.
âYou pretend to be calm, but I know very well that you are, in fact, deeply compassionate.
I know that you just said that because you are angry⦠Think about it again. Hm? Itâs not a bad suggestionâ¦â
âThatâs right! Your life is not in danger and he appreciates your abilities!â
Unable to hold back a little, my stepmother cried out. Misery flashed across my fatherâs face as he looked at his stepmother, who was not only useless, but adding fuel to the fire.
I stared at them with dry eyes. My gaze didnât even pass by very long.
Realizing that the weight of my heart in my gaze was as light as a feather, my father rushed to speak back.
âYou still havenât forgiven us, Jun!â
âForgiveness?â
I burst into laughter quietly. Then I smiled at them and said,
âI can forgive you for deceiving me this time.â
Hope was about to rise to their faces. I poured cold water on the rising hope without hesitation.
âBut I canât forgive you for pushing me into a dungeon.â
I can forgive them for trying to screw me over. But the matter of pushing me into a flying dungeonâ¦
If I had not been possessed, if I had been unlucky, âJunâ would have died. It was not for me to forgive.
It was the role of âJun.â
My father, who didnât even notice that someone possessed his daughterâs body, made an unreasonable excuse to persuade me somehow.
âT-That would bring you to the attention of the Black Knight, so it canât be all bad. Hm? Pleaseâ¦â
I donât have to listen to them anymore.
This is enough time to take time. I asked Fabian, facing his head again.
âWasnât it easy to bring my family?â
âIs there anything difficult about it? Theyâre just village bumpkins.â
âBut in one way or another, theyâre the parents of the Vice-Captain of the Black Knights. They might be used in this way, but did you think Meyer Knox would just leave them alone? Of course, he would attach people to them.â
ââ¦â
Fabianâs brow wrinkled, my head would get complicated as to why I would bring this up. I chuckled and shook my head.
âBut I dissuaded him. Theyâre not even worth using for me, so donât waste time or money. Thatâs why you were able to easily bring those humans.â
So what you did was a waste of time and a waste of money.
I said, and the color of my stepmotherâs and fatherâs faces turned pale. It was as if they finally admitted that I was not going to save them.
Fabian didnât want to believe that I had guessed everything, so he deliberately asked back with a nonchalant look on his face.
ââ¦If you did that in the first place, why didnât you not follow them? Isnât it proof that youâre being swayed by them?â
âI was curious. Of who was such an idiot.â
âCuriosity has got you by the scruff of the neck. Itâs good that youâre not afraid, but that indulgence will catch you off guard one day.â
âYouâre the one who should stop being so arrogant that Iâll hold your hand. You threw something away when you didnât want it, and youâre still clinging to it after all this time?â
I sneakily⦠No, I couldnât scratch Fabianâs insides openly, so I dug up the hook. I had to bring up all the information Fabian had.
Soon after, Fabian, who ran out of patience, gritted his teeth and flashed his eyes.
ââ¦I made a final offer to you, Jun.â
His self-esteem seemed to be bruised.
I inwardly exclaimed with pleasure, but outwardly feigned unconcern. It was the most difficult double act I had ever done.
âSo. Are you going to kill me now?â
âNo. Youâre useful.â
Fabian tingled his finger as soon as he finished talking. Then a man who had fallen behind stepped forward. It was the gloomy shield I had been paying attention to.
The shield shouted a magic starter at me.
âãShackles of the Mindã!â
â⦠Keut!â
I felt a stabbing in my brain..
I wobbled and caught my head.
I was on my knees on the floor, scratching my head and writhing in pain.
Fabian came up to me, half-conscious, and murmured.
âI was definitely going to guarantee your freedom and will. Youâre the one who refused.â
I clenched my teeth and tried to open my eyes straight, shooting at Fabian.
âA⦠brainwashing mental wizard!â
âYeah. Countess Nerus has quite a wide network. I didnât know sheâd really hide a mental wizard.â
Fabian smiled with his eyes bent as if he were having fun.
Mental wizards were not as welcome as support wizards.
However, there are significant differences.
Support wizards are ignored, and mental wizards are feared because of the intense means by which they can harm others.
Brainwashing, confusion, enchantmentâ¦
Compared to other wizards, the social impact was greater when they made a bad decision.
Moreover, as they used mind-related magic, the magic was colorless. The color of their hair did not change.
That is why mind wizards were strictly registered and controlled in the empire. It was a capital offense for a mind wizard to conceal his or her true identity.
Of course, being a mind wizard did not mean that anyone could use brainwashing magic.
Because if they could have brainwashed anyone in the first place, they would have brainwashed the emperor and Meyer Knox right at the time they brainwashed me.
Brainwashing was used properly only against those who had lower magic defense than their magic attack power.
The Emperor had the blood of a hero and had a higher magic defense himself, and Meyer, wellâ¦. he was a monster.
Even with such conditions, there was much they did not like about them to take them easily to a dungeon attack, which was even just sensitive and cautious.
It was the same now. There was a secret look of disgust on the faces of those who looked at the shield.
Anyway, after being treated like that, it wasnât easy for mind wizards to raise their level, and so they were all on the low side of the magic sky.
On the other hand, the shield in front of me wasâ¦
âI see heâs reached roughly the 50th level. If heâs a mental wizard, I donât think anyone would have let him in on the dungeon crawl. It looks like he fooled his way around the dungeon with his shield.â
Considering that his talent as a shield appeared to be decent, Countess Nerus must have put a lot of effort into secretly raising him to this level.
A mental wizard approaching the 50th level.
He leveled up with a shield, so his magical attack power shouldnât be that high, but the basic magic coming from his level was formidable.