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The Last Adventurer - Chapter 56

Published at 10th of June 2024 06:13:56 AM


Chapter 56

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Chapter 56


[Translator – Prøks]

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Chapter 56: Gold Richie’s Gift (1)

1.

The moment the El Pam party appeared, two groups were the first to react.

The fastest of them was none other than the Kania Guild.

“Lord Ivok!”

Bayz entered Ivok’s office without knocking and immediately delivered the news.

Upon hearing the news, even Ivok was momentarily speechless.

Silence fell.

It was that shocking of a news.

‘How?’

Ivok, he was certain.

‘There were two Martyrs.’

That it would be impossible for anyone, let alone two Martyrs, to return alive from the Mystic Gate where they had been martyred.

That Jack Richie’s tomb would become a grave that would consume countless adventurers in the future.

But the El Pam party, consisting of only five members, returned alive from that place, a place where no one could return alive?

‘This is absurd.’

An impossible event.

No, an event that should not have happened.

Bayz, standing before Ivok, was equally bewildered by this fact.

Therefore, neither of them could speak first, and the silence grew longer.

Knock, knock!

It was none other than Bisant, another executive of the Kania Guild, who broke the silence.

“Lord Ivok.”

After a brief knock, Bisant opened the door and entered.

This was rude.

Ivok, in particular, hated this kind of rudeness.

For Ivok, who had to hide his allegiance to the Black Mage, this kind of approach was the most dangerous.

Normally, Ivok would have given Bisant a cold scolding and immediately dismissed him from his executive position.

But it was different now.

Ivok was so bewildered that he missed the timing to vent his anger.

“We received an urgent message from a spy in Gold Richie’s faction.”

Above all, the content was worthy of Bisant’s urgent tone.

“While receiving urgent news and acting on it, it seems that an executive of the Gold Richie Guild is moving towards Jack Richie’s tomb.”

The Gold Richie Guild sent someone to meet El Pam.

“Who is it?”

“It hasn’t been confirmed exactly, but... it seems to be Silverly.”

Gold Richie’s right-hand man, Silverly.

2.

There were a few names that were always mentioned when talking about Gold Richie.

First, there were his two sons.

The eldest son, Gold Richie Junior, and the second son, Jack Richie. People were very interested in the two who would inherit Gold Richie’s vast wealth.

But there was a name that was of even greater interest.

“No matter who inherits Gold Richie’s wealth, one thing is for sure. When Gold Richie dies, Silverly will immediately lead the Guild.”

Silverly.

He was the right-hand man of Gold Richie and the most powerful figure in the Gold Richie Guild, handling all affairs in Gold Richie’s absence.

Above all, what made Silverly famous was something Gold Richie said.

“I gave Silverly the key to my secret vault.”

The one who even had access to the secret vault of the tycoon Gold Richie!

That very person was now standing before El Pam.

“I am Silverly,”

A 60-year-old man with still sharp eyes and an impressive slicked-back silver hair, Silverly looked at El Pam with those eyes and said,

“I heard you have Jack Richie’s will.”

His eyes were cold.

Enough to intimidate even the most seasoned adventurer.

El Pam replied to Silverly,

“Yes, I have it.”

Politely.

“And I will deliver it directly to Lord Gold Richie.”

He politely declined to give the will to Silverly.

Silverly’s eyes turned cold.ViiSit no(v)3lb!n(.)com for new novels

A gaze cold enough to kill El Pam on the spot.

Moreover, Silverly didn’t just have a cold gaze.

“Don’t overstep your bounds. Isn’t it a life you barely saved?”

Silverly threatened El Pam.

He, the one who could move the Gold Richie Guild, threatened to kill El Pam.

Yet, El Pam did not waver.

There was no reason to waver.

First of all, Silverly’s eyes or aura did not even faze El Pam.

‘As expected, Silverly is coming.’

Above all, this was a situation El Pam had intended.

‘Jack Richie was murdered. They have no choice but to act.’

From El Pam’s perspective, it was a dire situation where everyone around him wanted him dead.

However, El Pam didn’t feel particularly emotional about the situation.

‘It’s as expected.’

El Pam knew this situation would come.

‘The Kania Guild will send even stronger adventurers to kill me.’

No, it wasn’t just that he knew it would happen, it was what he wanted.

‘Armed with Unique items.’

From El Pam’s perspective, needing to collect as many items as possible, even adventurers coming to kill him were welcome.

Of course, that didn’t mean he was going to just sit back and watch.

‘I need to level up before that.’

In that sense, the current situation wasn’t all that great.

‘Now, whether I like it or not, I have to conquer Yellow-rank Mystic Gates.’

To be honest, El Pam opening the 4th Circle in this Mystic Gate was outside of his plans.

If things had gone according to plan, he would have maintained the 3rd Circle here and conquered other Orange-rank Mystic Gates.

This was a pretty important issue.

Within Orange-rank Mystic Gates, accessible only to those below the 3rd Circle, there was no threat to El Pam. However, in Yellow-rank Gates, open to those up to the 4th Circle, El Pam was like a newcomer who had just stepped onto the stage.

‘A safe place.’

In this situation, venturing out anywhere was extremely dangerous.

In fact, that was the most troublesome thing for El Pam right now.

None of the people who guided him to Mystic Gates or gave him quests were trustworthy.

There was only one, the only one he could trust.

‘I have no choice but to deal with the Cross Hunters.’

Only the Cross Hunters, who fought against the followers of the Black Mage, were somewhat trustworthy.

But that wasn’t easy either.

It was difficult to contact such a closed group as the Cross Hunters, and there was no reason for them to deal with El Pam.

Unless El Pam became a Cross Hunter.

Unless something happened.

‘I’ll try to make contact first.’

Of course, El Pam wasn’t going to give up without trying.

Having made that decision, El Pam took a step towards the tent where his companions were.

It was then.

“El Pam.”

Someone called El Pam, and at the call, El Pam turned his head.

Then he saw it.

A male adventurer belonging to the Gold Richie Guild.

But the moment El Pam saw him, he knew.

‘Disguise.’

That he was in disguise.

It wasn’t something that was outwardly visible.

El Pam simply sensed it.

The subtle difference between someone disguised and someone who wasn’t.

To be precise, he was good at noticing unnatural things. And he had to be.

The era El Pam lived in was one where not noticing such unnatural things meant death.

‘Is this an ambush?’

So El Pam was tense.

Because the opponent could be a follower of the Black Mage.

“By any chance, this item...”

But as soon as he heard the changed voice, the tone suddenly shifting to a woman’s, El Pam slightly relaxed his tension.

‘Cheryl.’

Because it was a familiar voice.

Of course, it was a signal from Cheryl.

Don’t be alarmed.

“Is it yours, El Pam?”

After giving that signal, with a voice that had changed back to a masculine tone, Cheryl handed over a bag.

El Pam picked up the bag and checked inside.

At that moment, a letter came into view, and El Pam examined it without taking it out of the bag.

I want you to rescue my colleagues.

The moment he confirmed the contents of the letter, El Pam looked up at the disguised Cheryl in front of him.

Then he saw Cheryl’s eyes trembling ever so slightly.

It was understandable.

‘For her to ask me for such a favor means the situation is quite serious and critical.’

The fact that the secretive Cross Hunters were making such a request to El Pam, whom they still doubted.

‘Moreover, to come so urgently.’

The fact that Cheryl came in person meant that this was no ordinary matter.

The fact that she had come to El Pam meant that she was practically grasping at straws of hope.

Of course, El Pam was calm.

‘I have no intention of handling things based on emotions alone.’

He couldn’t afford to make the worst possible stage for his first attempt at a Yellow-rank Mystic Gate.

With that, El Pam further confirmed the contents of the letter.

‘Ah, here it is.’

And the moment he confirmed the rescue target Cheryl had requested, El Pam answered without hesitation,

“Yes, it’s my bag.”

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