Mr Devourer, Please Act Like a Final Boss

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Chapter 3

Today, the weather is nice.

No signs of human presence can be felt in the vicinity.

Stretching while facing the chilly wind, I opened my eyes. The dungeon interior lacks proper ventilation, making the air too stuffy and humid. With the mix of magic and stench emitted by some monsters, it feels like my nose is about to clog. My apologies to Mr Devourer, but it seems the outside air is more pleasant.

Thinking like that, Renee Relow looked down at the ground. The view of a forest where refreshing green and subtle light green are appropriately mixed. The wind touching the cheek. The sound of leaves rustling. The chirping of small birds flying around.

Closing my eyes, I tilted my head up slowly.

Opening my eyes again, the vast sky filled my vision. The right eye, damaged in a past battle, squints slightly, and even the faintly hazy clouds still look beautiful.

In the past, when I was confined in a giant flask, I couldn’t have imagined such things.

I dislike humans, but human villages are quite enjoyable. The lively atmosphere, different from the dungeon, is intriguing. More than that, whether I’ve truly become a maid to the bone, my heart is lifted at the thought of buying the necessities for housekeeping. The pink lips that always maintained composure when Devourer wasn’t around now formed a smile.

In one hand, a leather bag filled with plenty of magic stones. Wearing a long robe that reaches below the knees inside out, Renee turned her steps towards Hastin.

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“Miss, I’m sorry, but I can’t possibly buy these.”

In a low, robust voice, Renee asked shortly, “Why?”

“The magic stones you brought, Miss, I may lack the skill to accurately sense them, but they’re all high-grade magic stones. In terms of rank, they are at least Grade B or higher.”

The shop owner, with his tan skin, expressed a perplexed look as he fiddled with the magic stones.

“At this level, only high-ranking wizards from the Imperial Palace or advanced sorcerers from the Tower could use them. Magic is finicky, and using magic stones of a higher level than the user’s skill can cause mana backlash.”

The well-built owner glanced at Renee, who remained composed with a stoic expression and silence. Afterward, he lowered his body beneath the counter. A moment later, what he placed on the counter was a safe with a double-lock mechanism.

As if to show something, the shop owner started unlocking the safe. From Renee’s perspective, placing a safe where important items were stored in front of a customer was incomprehensible. However, from the owner’s perspective, it was a display of trust towards the customer.

Simultaneously, it was an expression of the unspoken saying, “The items I have are of such low value compared to yours that I can openly display them.” The owner’s words were also a form of understated expression.

After a few clicking sounds, the owner pulled out a magic stone emitting a yellow light from the safe.

“Take a look, Miss. This is a Grade B magic stone. It’s the most expensive item in our store. To buy just one of these, an ordinary citizen like us would have to save up relentlessly for about ten years. But the magic stones you brought are all larger than this one. Of course, size doesn’t necessarily mean better.”

As if saying, ‘Unfortunately,’ the shop owner put the magic stone he was holding back into the safe.

“To buy all of those, I’d have to sell the store and still go into debt. Probably, the situation would be the same elsewhere. A place dealing with such high-grade magic stones… Let’s see, maybe a jeweler in the capital who has a covenant with the palace or a thriving Tower guild might handle them.”

Hearing that, Renee furrowed her brow. The capital was too far away. More importantly, with a total of 74 members, it was a large-scale extermination team, and there was a high possibility that the Imperial Palace was involved in the formation process. If she went to a jeweler who had a covenant with the palace, and the humans who appraised the magic stones recognized their true nature…

‘Things will get out of control.’

Since she didn’t want to create unnecessary trouble.

“The capital’s too far . Where’s the closest Tower?”

“Well, a Tower… There is one, but I can’t guarantee they’ll buy the magic stones. It’s a Tower guild that focuses on dungeon conquest rather than treating magic as a scholarly pursuit.”

“Where is it located?”

“Let’s see, it’s a Magic Tower called ‘Wing.’ If you head straight down the main road to the right of the Liberation Monument in the Grand Square, you should find it. It’s a giant tower, about nine floors high, so you should easily spot it. They all called it ‘Wing.’”

“To the right of the Grand Square…”

Ending her words vaguely, Renee slowly closed her mouth. The girl, who clenched her fist and squinted her eyes, seemed to be drawing a path in her mind.

Whether caught up in a strange atmosphere or for some other reason, the shop owner stared blankly at the silver-haired girl standing in front of him.

For almost a minute, an awkward silence lingered, and only when the owner realized the situation and was about to say something did Renee slowly open her lips.

“Yeah, I think I know. Thanks, human.”

“Huh? Oh, you’re welcome. Sorry I couldn’t buy them. Rather strange girl, aren’t you? Even though you’re a human too.”

Before the owner could finish his sentence, the door made a creaking sound as it opened.

The shop owner finally noticed a small magic stone left on the counter and shouted to Renee, “Hey, Miss! You left this here.”

“That’s a tip.”

With those words, Renee left without turning back. The shop owner, with a bemused expression, laughed as the door closed.

Responding to Renee’s lack of courtesy was impossible, and the girl seemed quite dismissive—or rather, she appeared eager to finish the conversation quickly. Moreover, addressing each other as ‘human’ was something he hadn’t seen before.

Given the valuable magic stones she possessed, she might be a caretaker in a well-off noble house. After all, nobles raised in luxury all tended to have eccentric personalities. The strange behavior and speech weren’t completely incomprehensible.

With a sound like ‘kiki,’ the door closed.

The shop owner, with a puzzled expression, couldn’t take his eyes off the closed door until the end.

“Well, well, this is the first time I’ve seen such a peculiar girl.”

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The distance to the Grand Square was quite close. The buildings near the square were not taller than three floors, making it easy to find the Tower.

Upon reaching the Tower after wandering the streets expressionlessly, Renne’s first action upon discovering the Tower was to sigh.

It was a sigh of relief. If she hadn’t found the Tower, she would have had to ask humans for directions again, and conversing with humans was stressful enough for someone who disliked them.

“No ordinary folks allowed. Go back, go back.”

At first, the gatekeeper blocking Renne’s path was reluctant, but as soon as she silently showed the magic stones, he quickly stepped aside.

Afterwards, climbing up to the 7th floor of the Tower was instantaneous.

The structure of the Tower was simpler than expected. At the same time, it was a familiar sight.

Dozens of humans gathered on each floor. Each one repetitively practiced using a staff with a single magic stone embedded in it, and as they ascended, the level of the humans increased.

Judging by the size of the magic stone attached to the staff, it was clear. The explanation from the merchant she met earlier seemed to make a bit more sense.

‘…Is there a leader of the Tower at the top of the Tower?’

The humans of the Tower resembled us.

Human Towers resembled dungeons.

The Tower consisted of human wizards, just like a dungeon. With this thought in mind, Renne climbed the stairs to the 8th floor. Around the middle of the stairs, Renne’s shoulders twitched for a moment.

‘…Quite a high amount of mana.’

A faint but noticeable flow of eerie mana.

“You’ve traveled a long way. Welcome.”

A young human woman was sitting.

She appeared to be in her late twenties to early thirties. She had red hair twisted up like a whirlpool, and a pattern of a snake and flag wrapped around her chest—Renne learned that the patterns on clothes represented the lineage of nobles. The nobility of her family was clear.

The only thing puzzling was that, unlike the other humans Renne had seen so far, she wasn’t holding a staff. However, the source of concentrated mana was undoubtedly this woman. She probably had a separate weapon for exclusive use.

Renne wrinkled her brow. Nothing about humans pleased her—neither their appearances, gazes, nor the flow of mana. If they had met in a dungeon, she would have slaughtered them with dozens of pieces.

“You carried that heavy bag all the way up to the 8th floor?”

“…”

“Well, never mind that. Surprising. I thought a peddler or an old beggar came to visit when they said a stranger arrived.”

“…”

“No words? Well, okay. According to the guards, you brought a lot of magic stones. You must have heard about the reputation of our Tower, ‘Wing,’ right? I believe you’ve brought advanced magic stones that match our level. Last time, someone brought a bunch of E-grade magic stones and couldn’t even break even. I hope it’s not the case this time, miss.”

Laughter echoed from all around as the woman finished speaking.

Meanwhile, the sound of Renne’s footsteps climbing the stairs was faintly audible. It was more of an irritation than embarrassment. She wanted to draw her hidden weapon from the robe immediately—

‘If I cause a disturbance, I won’t have a face to meet Devourer.’

Trying her best not to react, Renne put down the bag.

At the same time, the sound of spilled contents caught the woman’s attention.

Her stiff expression could be seen above her unblinking eyes. For several seconds, she stared blankly at the spilled contents, then cleared her throat and fully opened the bag. In the meantime, some humans who had been watching from here and there also gathered to see what was inside.

Soon, what became visible made the woman’s expression solidify.

Her frozen face only blinked her eyes. It seemed like her open mouth wouldn’t close subconsciously. After staring blankly at the spilled contents for a few seconds, she cleared her throat, and then completely unraveled the bag. Finally, some of the humans who had been watching from various places also gathered to see the contents of the bag.

Following that were stiff body movements and expressions that seemed incomprehensible.

“Where did you get this…?”

“How much are you selling it for?”

The small girl with silver hair peeking through her robe remained expressionless amidst the murmurs.

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It was unbelievable.

Graumitz Amer, the leader of ‘Wing’ – the largest mage tower guild in Hastin, was speechless.

A common robe, usually worn by ordinary people, turned inside out on a peddler. From that peddler’s bag emerged not just one or two, but over 20 B-grade magic stones. Among them, some were in such good condition that they could rival A-grade magic stones.

These were genuine, not fakes. Even if someone could deceive others’ eyes, they couldn’t deceive Amer’s eyes. He was confident in that, and indeed, Amer had never been wrong in his emotional assessment, not even once. Even if it were something seen with the naked eye.

‘How can this kid have something like this?’

For a group of magicians with this level of magic stones, what would their capabilities be? Amer quickly turned his head while maintaining composure. Perhaps they could easily sweep through most dungeons.

The Seven Great Evil Dungeons might be challenging, but other than that, they might be capable of conquering any dungeon.

Above all, with this quantity of magic stones as a foundation, gathering skilled individuals, it might be possible.

To move away from a small Barony like Hastin and become the largest Mage Guild in the Empire.

Graumitz Amer’s gaze returned back to the girl.

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