The Greatest Warrior of All Time Returns

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Chapter 90

“What the hell? This bastard?”

Luna smirked as she watched me staring blankly at the disconnected communication artifact.

“Totally ignored.”

If I hadn’t hidden my wings, they’d be trembling in irritation from the ridicule.

“Shut up. It’s embarrassing.”

I had contacted them with confidence, but I never expected to be shut down like this.

Is this how mages on this continent make dinner plans?

It was so absurd that I wasn’t even angry—just dumbfounded enough to laugh.

“Whatever. If this doesn’t work, I’ll just ask elsewhere.”

It’s not like I was asking for an investment.

I only requested confirmation on the activation of a teleport gate.

It’s something commonly done in areas where teleport gates are discovered.@@novelbin@@

Of course, it doesn’t happen often, but it’s not impossible either.

From what I’d heard, there was even a case of a teleport gate being found in the wilderness about a decade ago.

The real issue here is that this mage, Gallian—or rather, the Magic Tower of Gaifen—told me to contact them, only to hang up and tell me not to talk nonsense when I actually did.

“…Ha. Hah! Unbelievable.”

“Pfft.”

One of the knights beside me barely held back a laugh but quickly looked down when he noticed my gaze.

It seemed the others were struggling to hold it in, too.

“You think it’s funny?”

“N-no, young master!”

“Yeah? It’s funny, huh?”

I stepped closer to the young knight who had failed to suppress his laughter, leaning in and glaring at him.

His body froze stiff.

“N-no, sir!”

“You shouldn’t be laughing, right? This really isn’t funny, is it?”

Ssshhk…

A blade of aura burst from my hand, leaving a faint but menacing scar on the ground.

“I-I’m sorry!!! Please, spare me, young master!!”

The knight, now pale as a sheet, screamed in terror.

Only then did Luna tug on my arm.

“Stop taking your anger out on him. I remember the frequency.”

I stared at her, and she stared right back.

Now that I looked closer, she seemed to have grown a bit taller.

When I first met her, she was in the upper 140 cm range—barely taller than a very petite adult woman.

But now she seemed to be in the mid-150s.

“That’s strange. Haven’t your growth plates closed?”

“What?”

“You seem taller. You weren’t even 150 cm before.”

The angels I saw at the Hall of Sages were all adults, so I had no way of knowing.

But as far as I knew, I’d never heard of an adult angel growing taller.

At my remark, Luna answered with a slightly bitter expression.

“I am returning to my original form.”

She said she was reverting to her true form, but she didn’t look happy about it.

I didn’t press further.

“I’ll just check the gate’s frequency myself.”

“Yourself? You mean I should go see it in person?”

“I can carry you there.”

At her words, I gave a slight nod.

Before I could even process it, she floated into the air and hooked her arms under my armpits, lifting me up.

“Young master?”

“I’ll be back soon. Keep things in order.”

“Understood.”

Leaving them behind, Luna and I soared high into the sky.

“How fast can you go?”

“As long as it’s not the Kingdom of Bata, it doesn’t matter.”

“To be precise, as long as it’s not Bekdel territory, where we’d lose money by creating a teleport gate.”

“I’ll just take you somewhere with traces of a teleport gate nearby.”

With that, she flew at a speed incomparable to before.

* * *

Shortly after Leon left, the knights guarding the newly completed teleport gate noticed the communication artifact ringing fiercely beside it.

Misha, the head maid who had been silently observing, picked it up.

Leon had entrusted it to her before he left, so it was her responsibility to answer in his absence.

“This is Misha, head maid of the Cascadia Count’s domain.”

—Ah, Head Maid Misha. We meet again. But isn’t this Leon’s personal communication artifact?

“I’m sorry, but the young master is currently unavailable.”

—Damn… I was just a step too late. I hurried here as soon as I heard that the young master had reached out…

“You are indeed too late. Moreover, the treatment from the Gaifen Magic Tower was quite displeasing to him.”

Misha’s expression was far from pleasant as she spoke.

“Master Berhem, 5th-class mage. As a mere head maid, I fail to understand such discourteous behavior.”

—Hah… I have no excuse. The fool managing our communication artifacts made a huge mistake…

“That is unfortunate. The young master has already left to connect the teleport gate to another domain.”

—Teleport gate? What do you mean—

“I shall end the call here. If such rudeness occurs again, I, as someone who serves the young master, will not overlook it.”

—W-wait! Head Maid Misha! Please, calm down and hear me out! I swear, I didn’t intend for this to happen! Just wait a moment—ah, right! There’s someone very important who must meet with the young master—

Beep!

With an icy expression, Misha pressed the power button.

The artifact, crushed by the overwhelming force, sparked and shattered.

“Oh dear. I must have pressed too hard.”

The knights watching gulped nervously.

She appeared delicate, but the sheer intensity of her presence made them feel like a single misstep would be fatal.

Technically, Misha’s actions could be seen as overstepping, but it was the Magic Tower that had been disrespectful.

In fact, her response was rather mild.

She only held back because Leon hadn’t made a fuss.

“Um… Head Maid?”

“Yes?”

“You’re… not just a maid, are you?”

“I am merely a head maid.”

“Ah. So, you're actually someone really important, but you’re acting as a maid for your mission…”

“No, I’m just a maid.”

Her firm response left the knights unable to question her further.

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She’s getting stronger, and her flight speed is faster.

“Hey, are you actually getting stronger?”

“Even if I am, it’s insignificant. I’m useless.”

“You sure talk well for someone useless.”

She pouted.

They kept flying, braving the cold wind for quite some time.

Leon, looking bored, raised his head and glanced up at her.

That was when she called his name.

“Leon.”

“What?”

“Since we’re already out, I want to eat something.”

“You want me to buy it for you?”

Truthfully, she had an overwhelming amount of wealth, but her treasures were more literal treasures rather than just money.

For some reason, she liked getting food from him.

“Yeah. Since we’re out anyway, let’s eat. What do you want?”

“I saw something on a map. Apparently, there's a dish along the way where pork is tied with strings and slow-cooked for a long time.”

“Ah, that one. It was delicious.”

“We’re going to eat it now. Leon’s paying.”

It seemed like she had no interest in teleportation gates in the first place.

“By the way, how’s it going with that illusion artifact you were messing with?”

“The method is similar, so it’s not too difficult.”

She spoke nonchalantly, but she never let him see it no matter how many times he asked.

“Alright. Whatever, let’s just have some fun.”

The teleportation gate wasn’t an urgent matter anyway.

* * *

It didn’t take long to obtain the pattern and wavelength of the teleportation gate.

As long as no problems arose, the more routes there were, the more profitable it became for those managing the gates.

Unless there was direct competition, cooperation was inevitable.

Still, the fact that they handed over the information without digging deeper, even though I hadn’t mentioned I created the teleportation gate, felt somewhat careless.

Of course, testing its safety meant I couldn’t use it right away, but in the meantime, I planned to fix various issues.

“A message came from the Gaifen Magic Tower.”

“Ignore it.”

At my response, Misha, the head maid, bowed her head slightly.

“You’re not going to protest?”

“Why would I? They only contacted me as a formality. If someone didn’t pick up on that, they’re just an idiot.”

“That’s…”

“It doesn’t matter, does it?”

Honestly, I wasn’t pleased about it either, but making a fuss would just be tiring.

With nothing more to say, I focused on adjusting the gate.

A lot of materials went into this process, so I spent quite a bit of money, but I didn’t care.

“Hmm… There doesn’t seem to be an issue with activation. Let’s observe it for a while.”

Fortunately, the teleportation gate seemed to be functioning without problems.

But ensuring its safety was a priority, so I decided to leave it activated for now and monitor it.

No sane person would try to use it yet anyway.

For days, I kept it running while maintaining some level of control over the area.

Just as I was contacting Melissa, who had gone to Pascalia to meet a friend—

-Everything okay?

“Yeah. You know the Demon Realm is always quiet.”

Technically, it had become quieter after the enraged security officers turned everything upside down when I distributed the illusion artifacts.

-Actually… I want to give one of your artifacts to my friend as a gift. Is that okay?

“An artifact? Sure. I gave it to you to use as you wish.”

-They were shocked. They kept asking how something like that was possible. I didn’t know how to explain, so I just said you made it.

That was the normal reaction.

Melissa wasn’t a mage, so she probably didn’t even realize how absurd an attempt it was.

“Leon.”

At that moment—

Luna, who had taken a fruit from the personal fridge Melissa had bought her, spoke to me.

That fridge was ridiculously heavy, yet she dragged it around on wheels like it was nothing.

I used aura to enhance my physical strength, but she didn’t have anything like that.

That meant her sheer physical strength was naturally at that level.

“Do you want some fruit juice?”

“Where’s the juice?”

At my question, she pulled out a cup from the side of the fridge, set it down, and then squeezed a pineapple with her bare hands.

…Wow.

I stared at her, dumbfounded.

That pineapple was several times harder than a regular one.

“You washed your hands, right?”

“Do you want to be squeezed instead?”

“Nope, I’ll drink it. Thanks.”

I took a sip of the fresh juice she made.

It tasted good.

-What’s going on?

Melissa, unable to see the situation, was curious.

“She just crushed a red pineapple with her bare hands to make fresh juice.”

-Wow… Just how strong has she gotten?

That was exactly what I was wondering.

I recalled seeing Luna crush a boulder with her bare hands once.

“Anyway, when are you coming back?”

Melissa took a moment before responding.

-Uh… I might be a little later than planned. There’s a banquet, and I might stay until the wedding.”

“You’re not their parent, why—”

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