Chapter 121
Chapter 121
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 121
Chapter Title: Evil God Invasion
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Leyzon arrived at the Steel Wolf Guild headquarters, guided by Rafila.
After deciding to stay in Sahā Village, Rafila had relocated the guild's main base.
Which meant this place was now the Steel Wolf Guild's headquarters.
Inside the building, people were bustling about.
The moment Rafila appeared, they snapped to attention and bowed sharply in greeting.
"Looks like you've been drilling your subordinates hard."
"That might've been true back in the day, but not anymore. They're doing it on their own now."
Rafila gave a wry smile.
The Steel Wolf Guild had changed a lot over time, but its image lingered.
A strict hierarchy was ingrained in the guild's culture.
And that influence still lingered today.
"More than that, it seems like the guild's numbers have grown."
"Thanks to the guild's improved reputation."
Rafila had worked tirelessly to shed the Steel Wolf Guild's old image.
And now, those efforts were finally starting to bear fruit.
"It's all thanks to you, Leyzon."
Rafila had been trying even before Leyzon came along.
But she couldn't shake her back-alley instincts and kept failing.
Things changed after meeting Leyzon.
His advice and actions finally set her on the right path.
Rafila's perspective had broadened far beyond what it used to be.
"All I did was give you a push."
The real effort was all Rafila's; Leyzon had just provided the spark.
"When a knife's at your throat, you fight even harder, don't you?"
"Should've twisted it a bit tighter, then."
Rafila and Leyzon had grown close enough to joke around like this.
Leyzon was soon shown to the VIP quarters.
The room looked luxurious at a glance.
Rafila had prepared it specially, anticipating Leyzon's return.
With her thoughtfulness and Leyzon's recent string of outdoor camps, he gladly accepted.
"I'll rest here for a day, so if there's anything to discuss, lay it all out."
"One day won't be enough."
"Then pick the important stuff."
"As you command."
After Rafila left, Leyzon flopped onto the bed.
A thick, soft comforter enveloped his body.
It was undeniably comfortable.
Finding a blanket like this in a medieval era—Rafila had good taste.
"L-Leyzon, sir, may I go train?"
Having to part from the five, Hanok Wilbria wanted to train.
"Go ahead."
Leyzon sent him off willingly.
Hanok beamed brightly and headed out with the five.
Lately, Hanok had been taking his training even more seriously.
Probably because he was going to see his brother.
Hanok's brother, the Shadow Warlord.
Hanok had always dreamed of becoming like him.
So he wanted to show his best side.
'Gotta sweep through the upper dungeons on the way.'
Leyzon was about time to prepare for his next ascension.
As Leyzon lay on the bed, the undead began to emerge one by one.
Syria Nosferatu picked up the book she'd recently started reading again.
Pauli removed his crown and began polishing it.
Iden, as usual, went to the window to watch the people outside.
The atmosphere was incredibly peaceful.
Leyzon hoped it would stay that way.
But he knew it wouldn't be easy.
'The dungeon ending and nation-building ending are starting to take shape.'
He'd also learned bits about why the empire fell.
The birth of a transcendent being.
And it wasn't just the ancient dragon preparing for it.
The skull from the Resonance World, the Millennium Sorcerer.
The world's only dark elf necromancer.
They seemed to be preparing similarly.
The flame-haired one who mentioned the birdcage probably knew too.
'Powerhouses around the world are bracing for doom in their own ways.'
The world was entering a turbulent era on the brink of destruction.
On top of that, secrets beyond the walls—plenty of headaches.
'And...'
Leyzon glanced at his undead.
He still hadn't found all of them.
Ghost Bride
Tessa Miriji
Pirshiran, the Resonance World's master, was searching for her.
But she remained missing.
Leyzon crossed his arms and tapped them thoughtfully.
Before long, Syria lay with her head on his stomach, reading her book.
Leyzon stroked her hair, and she let out a purring sound.
Like a long-haired cat.
"Leyzon, sir, Leyzon sir."
"Hm?"
Leyzon, lost in thought, looked down.
Syria was fiddling with her fang.
"Lately, my fang's been a little loose."
Like a baby tooth coming out?
Changes in Syria meant boosts to Leyzon's power.
He shook off his complicated thoughts.
Propping himself up, he peered into her mouth.
One fang really was wobbling.
"It is. Does it hurt?"
"No, not that. It just itches."
A new fang coming in, maybe.
"I've been thinking... You evolved me first, right?"
"That's right."
Syria was the first undead Leyzon had evolved.
She looked hopeful at his confirmation.
"Could this be a sign of my next evolution?"
Leyzon's eyes widened slowly.
Syria had steadily consumed blood by Leyzon's side.
Sucking from phantasmal beasts in dungeons, and Leyzon providing directly.
He'd figured another evolution would come eventually.
But he hadn't expected it so soon.
"Really? What does it feel like?"
Her growth from juvenile to adult form was already huge.
One more step—who knew how much stronger she'd get.
"Like something's itching all over my body."
"Isn't that 'cause you don't wash, nya?"
At Iden's words, Syria whipped her head around, and Iden vanished.
Fled into the shadows.
"Leyzon sir, I wash meticulously day and night!"
"Yeah, I know."
Syria had a lazy, rolling-around-the-house personality.
But she was thorough about hygiene.
"So, you think that's the evolution feeling?"
"It's a sensation I never felt before, so probably."
Leyzon slowly rubbed his chin.
Syria's evolution was a massive win, naturally.
She'd gain new skills, of course.
And her existing ones would improve too.
'My fusion magic will pack even more punch.'
His mouth watered.
Fusion magic power-ups always thrilled him.
Excited to see what he could obliterate next.
"Good. Report any more feelings like that. Same for you, Iden, Pauli."
"Got it, nya."
"Understood."
Their responses reignited his resolve.
'So what if the road's rough?'
He'd just crush it flat.
As Leyzon clenched his fists—
Tat-tat-tat-tat!
Frantic footsteps echoed outside the door.
Few had permission to reach the VIP quarters—Rafila, mainly.
But these light, hurried steps weren't hers.
Thud-thud-thud!
"Hah, huff, A-Abyss sir, are you inside?!"
Recognizing the voice, Leyzon stood.
Iden waved a hand, unlocking the door with straw, and a man burst in.
A monkey-like man.
The curse sorcerer, Harban.
Leyzon tilted his head at the sight.
Harbans's face was deathly pale.
He was always a bit off, but not like this.
Plus, Leyzon had given him a mission.
To find the traitor in the Resonance World.
"Harbam, what happened?"
Him rushing here in the real world was rare.
Leyzon sensed something was seriously wrong.
"Khk, hu, i-it's... In the Resonance World."
He caught his breath and looked up slowly.
"An evil god invaded!"
"What?"
Leyzon's eyes widened at the unexpected news.
He focused to enter the Resonance World quickly.
As consciousness faded into black space—
Crackle!
A spark flashed before his eyes, snapping him back.
"Leyzon sir!"
Startled, Syria supported him.
Leyzon grimaced, leaning on her.
That just now.
He'd been outright rejected from entering the Resonance World.
An unforeseen crisis.
Access to the Resonance World itself blocked.
'No way.'
Did the skull, that Millennium Sorcerer, do something at the end?
Unknown.
But the situation was dire.
"Monkey—no, Harban, tell me what happened."
Urged by Leyzon, Harban finally breathed steadily.
"...After you assigned me the task and left.
The hall's ceiling shattered, and a fragment of the evil transcendent appeared."
Evil transcendent.
Leyzon's eyes narrowed at the words.
'The traitor's handiwork.'
He was certain.
The traitor must've seen the Resonance World as a hindrance.
'Accounting for the lizard regaining his senses?'
The lizard might hold critical secrets worth hiding.
"The butterfly mask with a contract to the evil transcendent stepped up, but it wasn't enough.
We barely escaped the Resonance World."
Harbam fidgeted guiltily.
He'd failed the mission Leyzon gave him.
His face showed utter torment.
"It's fine. Reporting it is enough."
Leyzon didn't press him.
"The lizard?"
Only the lizard concerned him.
If he knew vital info, he had to be saved.
"The Resonance World's master took him."
The Resonance World's master, Pirshiran.
Leyzon sighed in relief at that.
Pirshiran probably hadn't anticipated the evil transcendent's interference.
'It was a soul space, after all. Should've considered it could exert power there.'
Didn't expect this move.
Now things were tricky.
Without the Resonance World, he couldn't meet Pirshiran or the lizard again.
Pirshiran was originally dead, and the lizard unconscious.
Finding the ghost bride would be harder too.
"...Jayferpin."
Leyzon recalled the butterfly mask's name.
"Harbam, can you find Jayferpin, that woman?"
Former soul research director of the Gray Mage Tower.
She had a contract with the evil transcendent and was a soul necromancer.
She might reopen the Resonance World.
'More importantly...'
Leyzon had another hunch.
Mentioning her name made Harbam straighten up.
Ready to follow orders again.
"I'll find her right away!"
"Yeah, I'm counting on you."
Leyzon entrusted it to him and slowly looked up.
A pitch-black sky loomed outside the window.
If his guess was right, her location wouldn't be hard to pinpoint.