I Possessed a Game Where I Die If I Don’t Clear the Tower - Chapter 89

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Chapter 89. Long-Awaited News
[The seal on the 9th Floor has been restored.]
Light swept away with the alarm.
Mina, who had been tense throughout, finally lowered her stiffly raised tail and exhaled a sigh of relief.
“It’s… finally over.”
Unlike her, Vlad grumbled with an indifferent expression from start to finish.
“You keep making me catch things that look like people. How boring.”
He caught them perfectly well, yet still complained.
I placed a candy in Vlad’s hand just as I had done for Nashu Shumel, then examined the 9th Floor boss.
Thanks to the successful re-sealing, Black Witch Fuhlra, the 9th Floor boss, hung suspended from an enormous cauldron, ceaselessly stirring her concoction.
Though hesitant, Mina also pressed close to my side and gazed at the Black Witch.
She watched the witch mutter “it’s exhausting, so exhausting” as she diligently stirred the cauldron, then opened her mouth with evident displeasure.
“She spread plague and killed countless people, yet you merely condemn her to eternally craft medicine? You seem remarkably merciful, Lord Camilia.”
I understood well why Mina spoke thus. She was thinking of Hatona, her master.
I asked in an unhurried tone.
“Is eternal confinement to the cauldron, crafting medicine day and night, truly insufficient? What punishment would you impose if you were in my position?”
“I would…”
Mina answered carefully, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt.
“If I were the one dispensing punishment, I would infect her with the very plague she created. I’d provide her abundant materials to craft a cure.”
Once she recovered by creating a cure, I would infect her anew with a disease that existing remedies could never heal.
“I would continue infecting her with illness after illness until she abandons the pursuit of cures and chooses eternal suffering instead. Once she surrenders, I would erase her memories and force her to repeat the same cycle endlessly…”
As she spoke, Mina seemed to realize she’d gone too far and hastily added with flustered embarrassment.
“I-I’m sorry. That was unpleasant talk, wasn’t it? I didn’t mean to…”
“No. It’s more creative and intriguing than I expected. I shall take it into consideration.”
“…Pardon? Into consideration?”
Mina seemed flustered by my unexpected response, so I gently smoothed down her rigidly raised ears.
“Extend your hand.”
“Ah, um…”
Though uncertain and hesitant, Mina trusted me and held out her hand.
All those efforts sending alchemical materials and diligently raising her loyalty and affection had finally borne fruit.
I smiled faintly, opened my inventory, selected an item, and let it fall into Mina’s palm.
She reflexively caught the object that landed in her hand and let out a startled cry, her tail suddenly puffing up in shock.
Her surprise was inevitable. It was the very book that had dangled from the boss monster’s waist—the one she’d been hurling all manner of potions at to subdue.
Mina alternated her gaze between the book in her hands and the witch’s waist. The same book hung there as well.
“How is this… possible?”
“Evil confined within the Seal Chamber sometimes surprises us in peculiar ways. Consider this a reward for sealing rather than slaying the witch.”
I wasn’t speaking carelessly—this was official lore.
When I once asked the developers why items drop even without killing boss monsters, they answered: “It’s the mystery of The Tower. :)”
Incidentally, “The Witch’s Ledger” is a unique item that drops 100% when an alchemist or witch is in the party.
It teaches the formula for inferior potions and raises alchemy-related skill levels by one tier.
For a novice alchemist with few potion recipes, it was a treasure more precious than gold.
Mina Alkes asked as if she couldn’t believe it.
“Is it really okay for me to receive this? Is it truly mine?”
“Yes. Now it belongs to you, Mina.”
‘She’s really just giving it to me?’
Neither technique nor knowledge was given freely. It was precious enough that one had to work as an apprentice for years just to earn the opportunity to learn.
Hatona too extracted a harsh price whenever she taught alchemy recipes.
As Mina grew both delighted and anxious, unsure what to do with herself, Lord Camilia narrowed her eyes and asked.
“I thought you’d be happy to gain knowledge. So why? Don’t you have confidence you can master it?”
“What? No! I’m incredibly happy! I’m truly thrilled to learn something new!”
“You don’t seem that happy…”
Camilia’s gaze fixed on the tail sticking out prominently. Mina felt so embarrassed she wanted to crawl into a mouse hole.
“This is, well… you could say it’s in the realm of instinct… It’s just that you’re so intimidating, my lord, with such dignity.”
Lord Camilia chuckled and asked.
“Am I truly so frightening?”
‘Of course you are.’
It wasn’t that she disliked Lord Camilia. After all, she had been surprisingly kind to both Mina and Vlad.
【I really don’t understand why she treats me so well…】
Camilia, who was listening to Mina’s thoughts through mind-reading magic, answered silently within her heart.
‘Why do I treat her well? How naive. Obviously it’s because of the Stamina +1 potion.’
Once she obtained that potion, she certainly wouldn’t discard her so carelessly—rather, she’d treat her even better. After all, it needed to be consumed regularly.
“Don’t be afraid, and don’t burden yourself. Everything you’ve received so far is commonplace.”
So I’ll need to level up, won’t I?
Camilia gazed at her meaningfully and spoke, layering on the pressure deliberately.
“Your task is to grow. Think only of that.”
Her intention worked perfectly. Mina, now tense, clenched her fists with thoughts like ‘I really need to work hard.’
“…Yes, my lord.”
[Mina Alkes’s loyalty has increased.]
[Mina Alkes’s affection has increased.]
The increase in loyalty and affection was a bonus.
From start to finish, the results were so satisfactory that I was pleased.
The one regret was that despite resolving this time to finally use the amber item, I ended up not using it again.
‘Even too much firepower becomes a problem, apparently.’
Camilia smacked her lips and glanced at the gleaming Origin of the Plague Lord in her inventory.
[Origin of the Plague Lord]
“Fear the flutter of a fly’s wings!”
An amber in which a fragment of the soul of the great demon Plague Lord is sealed.
*It is bound to you.
*Summon: You can call forth a fragment of the Plague Lord once per day.
*???: A special ability activates when conditions are met.
A summoned creature—and one that summons the Plague Lord no less—couldn’t be tested just anywhere.
That’s precisely why I’d intended to attempt it in the Seal Chamber.
If the summoned creature proved uncontrollable, I could simply abandon it there and flee.
‘Ugh… I need to verify its performance before reaching the 10th Floor….’
It was Zehar Al Rashid who provided a solution to my dilemma.
Upon my return from completing the 9th Floor, the Steward greeted me with unexpected, welcome news.
“My lady, we’ve restored a portion of the Underground Workshop.”
‘That’s right—the Workshop! There’s a test room there!’
Among the Underground Workshop’s facilities, there was certainly a dimensional space designated for testing spells and combat techniques.
I asked, just to be sure.
“Is the Trial Room included?”
“Yes, of course. Believing it would be the space you’d need most urgently, I ordered the Mage Order to prioritize its restoration.”
It was Zehar Al Rashid indeed. Quick thinking personified.
I suppressed the urge to cheer and spoke with elegant composure.
“Since you and the Mage Order have labored to restore it, I shan’t delay in inspecting it. Let us go at once.”
“Right now… you’re going?”
“Yes. Is there a problem?”
Wait for me, summoned creature. Your lord is coming!

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