9th Circle Lord

83 #83화 Miracle Wizard3

The elderly couple, who treated their daughter in the forest of grief, praised Luther so that their mouths would not dry until they returned home.

No one treated her impossible daughter in an instant, and she did not want a price.

The heated publicity of the two elderly couples soon drew crowds.

Luther, who climbed the mountain peak, looked at the carriage procession.

An ant procession, long enough to tell where the end was, was rushing into the forest of sorrow.

"My reputation will soon be known.”

This news will be delivered to the Imperial Palace.

Luther moved to greet the visitors.

There were many different members of the crowd.

However, there was something in common, and there was a patient in the group.

A spacious vacant lot at the entrance to the Forest of Sorrow. 

The crowd of people gathered and started shouting.

"Miracle Wizard! Help!"

"I ask for your miracle!"

"Save me!"

Everyone shouted eagerly into the forest.

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Suddenly there was a gust of wind around.

As soon as everyone was frowning in the dusty wind, Luther was standing in the middle of the vacant lot.

A man pointed at him.

"Miracle, a miracle wizard!"

"Magician!"

"Please save us!"

Everyone flocked to Luther's appearance.

As soon as he was surrounded by the crowd, he raised his hand.

"Be quiet, everyone."

People who were excited by the strict warning paused.

Luther gave instructions to the disorderly tangled people.

"Put each patient down. I'll start with a patient who's."

The demon was brought in by a patient.

Luther frowned.

There were many important people.

As the first elderly couple did, most of the patients were denied treatment due to serious details.

In the desperate gaze of those who gathered with the feeling of catching straws, Luther looked at the most detailed person first.

He approached a patient with a full-body burn.

He was a reliable man in his lifetime, but what happened was that the whole body was covered with deep burns and water flowed endlessly.

When he saw a groaning patient, he asked the woman he accompanied.

"What's going on?"

"My noble family tortured me with a severe dump. Please save my husband, wizard, please save my husband."

There must be something inside the woman who cries sadly. Luther unpacked the bag surrounding the man and began treatment.

When I put my palm on the center of my chest, a white light leaked out.

Everyone looked at the light as if possessed.

"Oh, my God!"

An old man nearby groaned.

As the light covered the man, the skin began to grow from the red flesh peeled off by torture.

The patient, who was moaning immediately after covering his entire body, soon regained stability.

Luther got up.

"That's enough."

Everyone was in shock.

The flesh was completely peeled off and treated the person who did it today and tomorrow in an instant.

"It's a miracle."

Everyone thought that someone groaned.

The wife of the patient who finished treatment cried.

"Thank you. Thank you."

Luther nodded casually and passed by to look at the next patient.

There were leprosy patients, completely dead body parts, and infected with parasites and maggots.

The disease spread so fast that the therapists put their hands on it.

Luther's movements became busy.

There were so many patients that it took time to heal.

The patients and their families who had finished treatment did not leave.

The way he acted was like a miracle that kept him from taking his eyes off.

After sunset, Luther took care of the last patient.

When the treatment was over, the crowd fell flat.

"Thank you, Wizard."

"The treatment is over, so everybody go back."

Luther turned around, speaking indifferently.

A patient shouted urgently.

"Magician, at least a name. Tell me your name at least!"

Luther didn't tell me.

He disappeared casually into the forest, but people still remained and began to praise his title.

The Wizard of Miracles.

Now it was another name for Luther.

a late hour

At the entrance to the Forest of Sadness, there are a lot of things left by patients and their families.

Most of them were food, hand-knitted clothes and household chores.

It seemed like he was trying to replace the audit in this way because he didn't receive money.

Luther took a bite of the ripe apples that people left behind.

'I'm proud of you.’

Luther liked the current acting.

It wasn't too bad to be a healer after only killing me.'A life like this would be fine.'

It was also a short time to get carried away.

Luther turned his head.

Visitors appeared through the darkness.

People dressed in black and masked, who appear to be assassins, are searching the forest.

Luther glanced at them.

The movement seemed to have been seen somewhere.

He soon nodded as he remembered.

'They're the ones in the palace.’

The movements were similar to those of secret guards who guarded the emperor like iron.

Luther's eyes, who realized his identity, shone sharply.

"Finally, you're.’

A fish bit the bait.

Luther approached the assassins.

One of the emperor's guards, who has a warning in his head that the opponent is a wizard, should be careful, moves through the forest.

Thanks to the cooked manna and sod, there is no sound when you step on the grass.

He found the wizard.

He had a keen eye for darkness, but there was no sign of the wizard's hideout.

Where is he?

A voice suddenly came out behind his back, which he was agonizing over.

"Who are you?"

“!”

Surprised, the guard quickly turned and lifted the dagger, and flew it straight away.

The flying dagger aimed exactly at Luther's forehead.

He raised his hand.

He caught a dagger, but there was no scratch on his palm.

The eyes of the masked man in the mask shook. Luther asked again.

"It looks like you're looking for me. Where are you?"

The guard, who groaned for a while, looked through Luther and asked him.

"You're the Wizard of Miracles?"

"That's what people call me.”

The masked man clenched his fist.

I found my goal.

He brought up his business.

"There's a place to go with us."

Luther pretended not to know even though he knew where he was.

"If you refuse?"

Daewon gave strength to his voice.

"Then I have to take him by force."

"With force? Like this?"

Luther, who was asking back coldly, flicked his finger.

"Argh!"

Suddenly, a scream broke out in the forest and was sucked into a place as if the bodies of assassins were pulled from behind.

The members, who were being pulled one by one, gathered together and couldn't make it.

Everyone opened their eyes to shock.

Luther asked the guard who warned him.

"What do you do if you refuse?"

The crew shook their hands in a hurry.

"We didn't mean to hurt you."

"I can't believe any of the insidious things that hide my face."

"I couldn't help it because it was a secret. We are the direct assassination unit of the Emperor."

I thought it was an escort, but it must be an assassination squad. Luther asked, pretending to be surprised.

"You're under His Majesty's direct control? How do you believe that?"

He pulled a communication line out of his arms.

"What's the communication?"

"You're a wizard, so try connecting yourself."

Luther received the communication and injected Manna. After a while, a person's face came to mind.

He looked at Luther and asked softly.

"Miracle Wizard?"

"Who are you?"

"The Chancellor of this country."

"You're the Chancellor?"

"Suspicious. Please understand that we are in such a secret contact because things are not going well."

Luther looked at the serious face of the Chancellor and asked.

"If you're Chancellor, what do you want me to do, send an assassin?”

"They're not assassins. They're guides to invite you quietly.”

"You're lying.”

"Believe it or not, it's your freedom, but that's not what matters now."

"Then what's important?"

"Your Majesty is in critical condition."

Luther intentionally crumpled his face.

He raised his voice.

"What are you talking about? Your Majesty is in critical condition! If you're lying, I'll leave you alone!"

The Chancellor nodded at Luther's response. The birth of his/her identity was unclear, and his/her attitude showed strong loyalty to the emperor.

"Come to the capital with your men to confirm the truth. One o'clock is an emergency, so you have to come quickly."

"If you're lying, I'll leave you alone."

"I look forward to it."

The communication line was cut off and Luther released the assassins.

He asked seriously.

"In the words of the Chancellor, the Emperor is in critical condition, is that true?"

One of the unbound members took a polite attitude.

He is also concerned about the safety of the emperor and is a powerful wizard, so he is well-mannered.

"That's right."

"How did that happen?"

"I don't know the details. So you have to go to the palace."

"You must be in a hurry. Okay. I'll get it ready right away."

As Luther rose into the air and disappeared, the assassins groaned.Fly magic was only available to eight circle wizards.

It was the reason why they, consisting of Expert superiors, were helpless, and it was also a sign that the person to take was unusual.

Acting should be perfect.

Luther was worried about the emperor's condition throughout the journey with members of the assassination team under the direct control of the emperor.

Then the members' eyes began to be favorable.

For them, armed with loyalty, Luther's attitude created a sense of homogeneity.

However, Luther was the one who caused this death, so in a way, he opened his eyes and cut his nose. 

There was a reason why the Chancellor of the Empire sent an assassination squad directly under the emperor to Luther.

Because of them, the passage of the gate was a quick decision.

It was the Chancellor of the Empire who faced Luther, who quickly entered the depths of the palace, as he faced the communication district.

"Welcome."

The minister's expression in the dark room was dark.

Luther asked.

"The Emperor's details must be serious."

"It's only been three days, and I'm half-baked. It wouldn't be weird to be a living mummy."

"Let's say hello later and go see His Majesty right away."

Luther's suggestion was quickly guided by the Chancellor.

People's attention was focused on the appearance of the Chancellor and Luther. Most of them headed to Luther, but everyone was puzzled to see him for the first time.

However, there was someone who prevented the two from moving.

asked the Chancellor.

"Chescop the High Priest. Do you have any business?"

The high priest of Chescop, who said he looked good because of his bald and curved eyebrows, looked sharp today.

said the high priest of Cheskov.

"I need to speak with him for a long time."

"It's urgent now, so do it later."

"It's urgent, so we need to talk right away."

The Chancellor frowned.

In a serious situation, the attitude of the high priest Cheskov was rude.

The Chancellor warned.

"Get out of my way."

"It'll just take a moment.

"The High Priest!"

No matter how powerful the high priest is, he cannot stop the empire from winning the throne.

Luther nodded while carefully examining the high priest.

"Let's take a moment."

The Chancellor was puzzled when Luther defended the high priest of Cheskov.

"Do you know each other?"

"Somehow we know each other well."

The Chancellor was agonizing over Luther's strange words and stepped aside.

"Get it over with."

It was a chancellor who learned about Luther's mysterious abilities through reports.

Listening to his urge to hurry, Luther had a private relationship with the high priest of Cheskov.

He first saw the high priest of Cheskov. However, I felt something suspicious from the attitude of the high priest.

And the suspiciousness was just right.

The close-knit high priest of Cheskov growled.

"You crazy bastard! What are you doing?”

There's no face-to-face talk, but there's no way you can't just talk. A smile came up around Luther's mouth.

"Long time no see, Arnes."

It seems to have fallen on the body of the high priest Cheskov. Anes, who borrowed the body of the high priest, raised his eyebrows.

"Do you think you'll be fine if you interrupt me like this?”

As the devil said, Anes was firmly horny.

Luther wondered how he could appease Anes.

# 84