I Possessed a Game Where I Die If I Don’t Clear the Tower - Chapter 66

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Chapter 66. Slimes for the Farm
What should I do about Rohengreen Ashen?
Returning from the Workshop, I found myself wrestling with the question intently.
For the first time in ages, I pulled up Rohengreen Ashen’s detailed loyalty window.
[Loyalty Record]
-Lord is not acting like a Lord! -10
-Lord is acting like a Lord! +5
Both the reasons for increase and decrease were so absurdly trivial that I couldn’t help but wonder who was mocking whom—not particularly helpful, to say the least.
After dwelling on this for some time, I reached a conclusion.
‘Let it be.’
Uncovering the source of his suspicion would be simple enough—just one use of Dominate would suffice.
But finding a solution was another matter entirely.
Erase today’s memories under the guise of security?
It might work for now, but if I don’t uproot the source of his doubt, the same situation will repeat itself.
Erasing his memories could actually accelerate his suspicions instead.
Mimic the Previous Lord to dispel his doubts? Such an inefficient approach was too frustrating to even attempt.
‘And I can’t reveal the truth either.’
Anything concerning the Previous Lord or the First Lord had to be handled with utmost care.
It was directly connected to The Tower’s secrets, and if I wasn’t careful, Zehar Al Rashid’s madness—which I’d barely managed to suppress—might break free.
If he suspected I wasn’t genuine, loyalty-raising Quests would be largely ineffective anyway.
Thus, my final conclusion was: ‘Watch and wait for now.’
Before being Knight Commander, Rohengreen Ashen was the patriarch of the Ashen Family, one of Nidst’s most prestigious houses.
As Lord of Nidst, I was in a position where he couldn’t easily oppose me.
Unless I became an even greater tyrant than the Previous Lord, mere suspicion wouldn’t drive him to betray or shirk his duties.
So for now, there was no immediate problem.
For now, there was no immediate problem, but…
‘Enough. Stop thinking about it.’
Following my old habit, I patted my cheeks sharply to dispel the negative thoughts.
Wishing things had gone differently or imagining alternative outcomes wouldn’t change what had already happened.
Worrying about things that haven’t happened yet wouldn’t solve anything either.
His loyalty fluctuates somewhat, but 75 is a number I can trust.
Rohengreen Ashen hasn’t actually done anything to harm me.
‘Then I should trust him. For now, I have no choice but to trust him.’
If I wavered over this small amount of anxiety, I’d never conquer The Tower.
Countless betrayals awaited me ahead—what was a little suspicion in comparison?
‘…Rohengreen Ashen’s ultimate trait can only be obtained by reaching 100 loyalty, so it’s not insignificant, but… Argh! Stop thinking!’
“My Lord, are you alright? You don’t look well.”
“I’m fine.”
I was anything but fine.
I’d stayed up the entire night, after all.
Camilia found herself resenting her own paranoid tendencies anew, but what could she do about a night already spent?
She opened her mouth as the maids helped her dress.
“Did you hand over the materials we found yesterday to the Mage Order?”
Zehar Al Rashid nodded.
“Yes. There were several decent magical formulas, so we began extraction immediately. If we can turn them into scrolls, they should prove invaluable when climbing The Tower.”
“Support whatever you need. Bring me results.”
“Yes. I shall deliver results worthy of your satisfaction, my lord.”
Zehar Al Rashid handed his belt to the maid and asked, “What are your plans for today? The Golden Fleece Trading Company delivered their tribute, but….”
“How are you planning to spend today? The Golden Fleece Trading Company has already made their tribute payment…”
“I’m going to The Tower.”
Zehar Al Rashid’s eyes drooped at the schedule that clearly displeased him. His eyes grew moist.
He was the very epitome of a sorrowful beauty.
‘That man’s looks really never get easier to look at, no matter how many times I see them.’
Every time I went to The Tower, he reacted like this—and rather than irritating me, I found myself apologizing each time. Even the mastermind behind the scenes had to appreciate good looks when she saw them.
“You know the reason as well as I do, don’t you? There’s no need to worry.”
“How could I possibly rest easy when my lord goes to such a dangerous place alone?”
I had never once gone to The Tower alone, but there was no point in quibbling over such things now. If Zehar Al Rashid felt this way, then that was how it was.
“Do you think I find it easy to leave you behind and go? Bear with it a little longer. Once the Territory stabilizes, I’ll drag you to The Tower whether you like it or not and put you to work.”
It wasn’t meant as consolation.
To conquer the 10th Floor boss, I would need a mage—I had no choice but to bring Zehar Al Rashid.
That’s why I had postponed The Tower conquest and was instead rushing to get the Territory’s reputation back on track as quickly as possible.
‘My lord has grand designs for this, Zehar.’
I brushed back the long hair the maids had carefully braided and spoke.
“If you understand, then wait quietly. I’ll be back soon.”
Today’s objective was to capture a Gold Slime.
Therefore, the party composition was decided: Rohengreen Ashen, Nashu Shumel, Netanel Fragma, and myself.
I felt sorry toward Mina and Vlad, but they were colleagues who remained somewhat like outsiders. I couldn’t share sensitive matters like monster replication with them.
So I had only received Hatona’s concentration potion, remade from materials gathered after conquering the 3rd and 4th Floors.
The destination was the 5th Floor, which had become unpopular after the re-sealing due to its drastically reduced item drop rate.
[Loading… 66%]
[Tip: Remember. Restoring an unstable seal to its original state is not the end. To keep The Tower safe, there must always be ‘evil’ present in the Seal Chamber.]
The loading tip kept complaining about when I would finally stop neglecting the Seal Chamber without a boss monster, but as always, I ignored it.
I had no time to waste on unnecessary detours about filling the Lower Floors’ Seal Chambers.
The moment I entered The Tower, I opened the map window.
“Nashu Shumel, recite today’s objective.”
“Y-yes! T-today’s objective is to c-capture two slimes and r-return quietly to the Castle!”
“What’s most important?”
“C-capturing the slimes alive! And n-not getting discovered by other parties!”
“Good. Precise.”
I placed a candy made with honey wrapped in beeswax into Nashu Shumel’s hand as a reward.
“P-please, just trust me, Lord Camilia!”
Nashu Shumel, delighted at having pocketed the candy, strode forward with spirited confidence.
Perhaps because adventurers were scarce in these parts, the party encountered monsters before long.
Though their numbers exceeded expectations, the knight duo dispatched them cleanly. Every fallen monster dissolved into dark smoke and vanished.
Rohengreen Ashen watched as even the blood clinging to his blade transformed into mist and drifted away, his voice tinged with astonishment.
“I thought such a thing only happened outside The Tower… Can monsters within The Tower also turn to dust?”
“It happens because the Seal Chamber is empty.”
Rohengreen Ashen tilted his head in confusion.
“I recall the Seal Chamber on the 1st Floor was also vacant for a time, yet monsters didn’t disappear in this manner back then.”
“Monsters wandering The Tower are like nightmares born from the overflow of sealed malevolent power.”
Even if the evil itself vanishes, if residual power remains, monsters continue to spawn.
Naturally, creating stronger monsters consumes far more power than weaker ones.
“The lower the floor, the longer the power persists. The higher you ascend, the faster the remaining power depletes.”
Netanel Fragma’s eyes gleamed with interest at Camilia’s explanation, and he posed a question.
“Then what of the much higher floors? If their Seal Chambers empty, do monsters cease appearing entirely?”
“That’s impossible. The Tower is never truly empty. When The Tower becomes vacant, something arrives to fill that void.”
Camilia spoke with one corner of her lips curled upward.
“Nashu Shumel wouldn’t know, but you two should have seen it once.”
“You don’t mean that suspicious chain-scythe creature we encountered on the 1st Floor?”
“Not a suspicious chain-scythe creature—it’s an entity with quite a grand name, actually.”
It’s best not to speak its name aloud, since calling it will bring it to you. She added this caveat, and Netanel Fragma’s expression became enigmatic.
He seemed uncertain whether she was joking or speaking of something genuinely that dangerous.
Camilia spoke matter-of-factly.
“I was joking. Now, let’s move on.”

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