The Chairman of Pharmaceutical Company is a Poison King - Chapter 223
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Chapter 223: Side Story (3)
Mage Geric had been chanting a spell ever since Rodi put a hole in Supervisor Yans’ chest.
It was a fairly quick judgment on his part.
That guy isn’t a mage.
And there’s no way he’s a knight either.
If I had to classify him… an assassin?
In any case, it was certain he was strong.
So even if it took longer than an instant-cast spell, he needed a powerful finishing blow.
First, he made the guy let his guard down while secretly creating a massive fireball.
Then he slammed it down on him.
But why is he behind me?
A chill ran down his spine.
He didn’t even see how the guy dodged it.
“Bl, Blink? A, are you a mage?”
“Nope.”
“Then what the hell…”
Rodi was curious.
With Honweonmusangdokryeongong at 5-star level, how many circles of mages could he handle?
He knew through their soul connection that Tae-ju had faced black mages on Earth.
But that was after he had mastered Honweonmusangdokryeongong to the 10-star great completion level, right before achieving Toxic Spirit.
Tae-ju at that time was at a level where he could toy with even 7th circle black mages.
He was too strong.
His experience alone wasn’t enough data.
Since he was fighting anyway, let’s find out what level 3rd circle magic is.
And also the compatibility between poison arts and magic.
He didn’t even perceive the Phantom Foresight at all.
He mistook it for ‘Blink’ after all.
“Is this all you’ve got? I heard that 3rd circle mages can hold their own as proper mages, but this fireball level is really…”
“Shut up!”
Geric quickly chanted another spell.
Since he was close, he prioritized completing a defensive spell first.
“Shield!”
Zziiing!
And then, just as he was preparing the next magic.
Pududududak!
Bean-sized metal pellets obscured Geric’s vision.
“…Ugh!”
Chaechaechaechaechaechaeng!
The shield shattered instantly,
Pababababababak!
And the metal pellets embedded all over his body.
“Kuaaaaaaak!”
Geric was sent flying by the force of the explosion.
Rodi was disappointed again this time.
“Why does the shield break so easily? Is it a glass window?”
“Y, you bastard!!!”
Was it too strong?
He thought he had held back his power.
Or maybe 3rd circle is just too weak.
Geric writhed on the ground as he spoke.
“A, are you going to kill me? The, the Count’s family won’t stand for this.”
A Count’s family, that is a bit scary.
“Fine. But I won’t heal you. Try to survive on your own skills.”
Rodi left the fallen Geric behind and walked off somewhere.
Meanwhile, Geric had a relieved expression.
The threat worked.
Of course he’d be scared of a Count’s family.
In the end, that guy is just a greenhorn.
‘Stupid fool!’
Did he think they’d just leave him alone after this?
First, he’d get himself together and return to Count Tailles.
Then request support through the communication crystal orb.
Although his 3rd circle shield was completely shattered, thanks to that, the metal pellet attack wasn’t too fatal.
Even though the pellets were embedded in his skin, there was no damage to major blood vessels.
‘First, I need to heal the wounds…’
Geric took out a potion with trembling hands.
Suddenly!
He froze!
His fingers wouldn’t respond.
They had stiffened completely.
His fingertips began turning black.
Thud!
Deguruuru.
The potion bottle fell to the ground and rolled away.
‘Th, this is?’
Poison.
The metal pellets that guy threw were coated with poison.
“Poison Cure! Poison Cure! Poison Cure…”
Geric mobilized all his remaining mana to cast detoxification spells.
“…Whew!”
He felt like he might live.
His stiffened fingers began to move again.
He crawled toward the potion bottle to pick it up.
“Kuhuk!”
Again, he felt intense pain in his chest.
“Da, damn it!”
The poison wasn’t detoxified at all.
Rather, it attacked his heart’s mana rings with even more terrifying force.
Jjaeng!
One ring shattered.
“Kuk!”
Crazy!
What kind of poison destroys circles?
He’d never heard of such poison.
Jjaeng!
One more.
“Kek!”
Jjaeng!
All three rings disappeared.
“Puweup!”
Black, sticky blood gushed from Geric’s mouth.
At the same time, he buried his head into the ground while remaining in his prone position.
His breathing had already stopped.
The mine administrator was dead.
A mage, no less.
The miners who had been cautiously watching scattered in all directions.
* * *
Rodi also knew that Geric had died.
From a distance, he could see the man’s collapsed form.
He had planned to spare him if he successfully detoxified the poison.
But as expected, he couldn’t neutralize the poison.
The man was merely a 3rd Circle mage.
Far too inadequate to confirm his own level.
Perhaps if a 5th Circle or higher mage cast a detoxification spell, it might be different.
Rodi entered the mine administrator’s quarters, which also served as a warehouse for storing the magicite extracted from the mine.
Boxes of magicite filled the warehouse.
They were organized by grade, from intermediate to supreme.
‘Let’s sweep them all up.’
Intermediate grade was on the level of elite mana crystals.
Advanced grade was far superior to that.
The most precious supreme-grade magicite was equivalent in quality to Earth’s Beyond mana crystals.
There weren’t many of them either.
‘I’ll sell the intermediate grade for my own use and mainly send the advanced and supreme grades.’
He had received too much from Kim Tae-ju.
But there wasn’t much he could offer in return from this side.
Earth and the Immortal Realm exchanged goods at nearly equal value.
Rodi put the intermediate and advanced magicite boxes into his Infinite Space.
The few supreme-grade magicites as well.
‘Should I head to the city now?’
There was someone he needed to meet.
He had many questions to ask him too.
Rodi put the Bluetooth wireless earphones in his ears.
He took out his smartphone from Infinite Space and played pre-downloaded music.
Upbeat music began to flow.
Samhan’s S-pop was indeed the best.
* * *
Richhold City was the central city where Count Tailles’ Feudal Lord’s Mansion was located.
The atmosphere in Richhold had been ominous lately.
Inspections and searches of people entering and leaving through the city gates had been intensified, and soldiers and mages frequently patrolled the streets.
Anyone who looked even slightly suspicious was immediately dragged away.
This was due to the incident that occurred at the Tails Mana Crystal Mine located in the northern mountain range.
The supervisor had been murdered and even the 3rd Circle mage dispatched as administrator was dead.
The extracted and stored magicite had also been stolen.
The miners had scattered and fled in all directions.
Of course, they couldn’t get far and were being caught one by one.
What they discovered in the process:
The main culprit of this incident was Rodi, a miner who was only 20 years old.
‘Rodi, huh.’
Loan shark Pete Donovan immediately remembered the name.
He had personally enslaved almost all the debt slave miners at the Tailles Mine.
Even among the debt slaves, Rodi was a very young one.
‘I think he was 15 at the time?’
That’s why he hadn’t paid him any attention.
But who would have known he’d cause such trouble?
He even killed a 3rd Circle mage.
How could a mere miner do that?
‘Tsk, what a headache.’
Pete wasn’t just a simple loan shark.
He was the head of the intelligence assassination guild belonging to Count Tailles.
He was tasked with handling secret matters from the shadows.
Creating debt slaves and sending them to the mines was also work done under the Count’s orders.
‘I absolutely must catch him.’
What had happened couldn’t be undone, but the aftermath of such incidents was very important.
Only then could he continue to receive Count Peron Tailles’ trust.
Pete Donovan hurriedly returned to his secret hideout.
The basement that stored liquor for the high-end salon, one of the guild’s main sources of income.
In the liquor storage room, there was a room that only he could enter.
He opened the door, went inside, and opened the drawer of the desk placed on the opposite side.
Creak.
Pete pulled out a thick bundle of documents from inside.
Information about Rodi should be in here.
“Let’s see, it should be here somewhere…”
Pete rummaged through the documents several times before pulling out a single sheet of paper.
“Found it.”
Right then!
“Found it?”
Gasp!
Pete froze as if turned to stone, unable to move.
There was someone else in the room besides himself.
He slowly turned around,
“You’re…”
A young man with a youthful face wearing a gray coat.
He recognized him immediately.
“R-Rodi?”
“Oh, that’s right. Good eye.”
“…”
“Those document bundles, bring them here.”
Pete hesitated.
What should he do?
Could he capture him?
This guy had killed even a 3rd Circle mage.
And he had entered this place without Pete’s knowledge.
He must have some trick up his sleeve.
Let’s try to appease him first.
He’s just a kid after all.
“Looking at the documents won’t change anything, you know? It’ll only make you despair.”
“That’s for me to judge. Bring them quickly. This is as far as words go.”
“…”
Pete handed the documents to Rodi.
Rodi silently read through the documents.
The content was simple.
The process of turning ordinary people into debt slaves was written out in detail.
One of those ordinary people was his own family.
His father, who had borrowed money from everywhere to treat his mother’s illness.
But the healers were also affiliated with the count’s family, so they only took the money and intentionally neglected the disease.
The money paid for treatment went back into the pocket of the loan shark Pete.
It was money wasted.
His father, who had been wrongfully indebted, was dragged to the mine.
However, he worked hard to feed himself, and finally paid back all the borrowed money.
But would these vicious bastards just leave him alone?
They disguised it as an accident, murdered his father, and pinned non-existent debt on Rodi.
Thus Rodi also worked in the mine as a debt slave for 5 years in place of his father.
The victims weren’t just Rodi’s family.
Most of the mine workers had been dragged to the mine in similar ways.
All of this process was systematically carried out under the orders of Count Tailles.
Basically, magicite mines don’t generate much profit.
Because the working environment is poor, labor costs are high.
It would be more rational to import cheap magicite from the Dwarven Kingdom instead.
However, Count Tailles directly operated the magicite mine.
Because they had free labor like this.
‘Phew.’
I thought everything would end if I just killed Pete,
But the real culprit is Count Tailles.
The loan shark Pete Donovan is just their lackey.
It was an unexpected fact.
‘Mountain beyond mountain.’
As Rodi fell into contemplation, Pete, who had been watching, quietly opened his mouth.
“If you’ve read it, you understand well. Rodi, I had no choice either, I was just following the count’s orders…”
Instantly!
Tsspit!
Pook!
Thud!
Pete realized that something sharp had lodged in his philtrum.
Something like a very thin, slender needle.
But he couldn’t move.
He couldn’t even twitch a toe.
Moreover, dizziness was gently washing over him.
“Pete, was it? You can’t die peacefully.”
“W-wait!”
Pete staggered, unable to control his body.
“Uuugh…”
His tongue began to stiffen.
Blood flowed from his nose.
Both eyes turned red as blood vessels burst.
“…Poison?”
“Try squirming,”
“N-no.”
Pete couldn’t endure any longer and collapsed forward with a thud!
Actually, Mage Geric had been killed relatively quickly.
If the detoxification spell had succeeded, he might have lived.
Because there was no direct grudge.
He was just in the wrong place.
But Pete Donovan, this bastard is different.
The enemy of his parents, the culprit who made him rot in the mine for 5 years.
So he controlled the poison to make him die very slowly, in agony.
“Kkeuk! Kkeuk, kkeuk… S-save me.”
Blood flowing from his eyes, nose, and mouth.
“Huk, heoeoeouk, pleease, kkeoeoeoe…”
Pete crawled on the floor, writhing in pain.
Very slowly, until all his internal organs melted away.
Rodi watched that sight to the end.
While reminiscing about his parents who had died unjustly.
The revenge was refreshing.
The only regret was that his deceased parents couldn’t see this.
Pete’s movement stopped.
He put the corpse into the Infinite Space.
* * *
Rodi came out of the luxury salon that Pete had operated.
Mages, knights, and soldiers were spread all over the streets.
But no one recognized him.
Because Reverse Dragon Art and Bone Shrinking Art aren’t magic.
With a body cam attached to his chest, he wandered the streets for a long time,
And only when evening came did Rodi enter the inn where he was staying.
Sitting on the bed, he took out a Seondo from the Infinite Space as a meal substitute and chewed and swallowed it.
‘I have to choose.’
Just thinking about it makes anger surge up…
Whether to be satisfied with killing Pete, who was just a lackey, or to charge straight into Count Tailles.
He was alone.
He had learned Honweonmusangdokryeongong but was only 5-star.
Meanwhile, Count Peron Tailles was a 7th Circle mage.
He also had the regional army he possessed.
Knights and soldiers, subordinate mages from 3rd to 5th Circle were abundant.
In short, hitting a rock with an egg.
Retreat here?
Not a chance.
I’ll definitely kill him.
A 7th Circle mage?
A systematically trained army?
Not scary at all.
“I’m not alone.”
There are many who are with me.
So Rodi spoke to himself as if making a vow in soliloquy.
“There’s Kim Tae-ju, the Jeoldaedokma of Earth, Dok-seon, the Jeoldaedokma of Gangho, and the Immortal Sages of the Immortal Realm too.”
What is there to fear?
Getting scared and running away from a mere 7th Circle?
“I can’t do something shameful. I’m… the Jeoldaedokma of Miteran.”
Right then!
Bzzzzzz!
A delivery signal from Kim Tae-ju.
‘It’s here.’
He took items out of the shared warehouse, put in the magic stone boxes, and also the smartphone containing the footage he had recorded with the body cam so far.
Now let’s check the items.
“…Oh!”
The items he needed most had just arrived.
Even more powerful poisons, the Immortal Realm’s treasure Sinryeongbido, and Danju Seonin’s talismans.
He could win.
He could sweep them all away.
Like Danggumak, the absolute poison master of Gangho.
In the same way he had annihilated the Jegal Family.
‘First, let’s achieve 6-star level.’
He would raise the power of his poison mastery by another level.
And time flowed like a river.
* * *
Immortal Realm Multiplex Theater.
A movie was being screened.
The audience was packed full.
The footage was now approaching its climax.
The protagonist who overcame adversity and finally succeeded in his revenge.
But that wasn’t the end.
As always, the true villain was someone else.
A powerful enemy too formidable to face rashly.
Would he give up just like that?
He wouldn’t.
The line he spoke as if making a vow.
– I’m not alone.
– There’s Kim Tae-ju, Earth’s absolute poison master, Dok-seon, Gangho’s absolute poison master, and the Immortal Sages of the Immortal Realm too.
– I can’t do anything shameful. I’m… Miteran’s absolute poison master.
The movie ended.
Clap clap clap!
Swordsman was the first to stand up.
Clapping his hands in admiration.
“Amazing, Rodi!”
People rising one after another behind him.
Clap clap clap, clap clap clap clap clap…
The standing ovation continued for a long time.
“He’s handsome too.”
“As expected, he has the same soul as Kim Tae-ju.”
“Of course! He’s on a different level from Dok-seon.”
“The real kindred soul was in the Miteran Dimension. Not in the Immortal Realm.”
An autobiographical documentary film about one human’s growth.
But there were also complaints.
“But why were the death scenes of Supervisor Yans, Mage Geric, and loan shark Pete edited out? They only showed them collapsing.”
“Right. It feels like stopping halfway through taking a dump.”
“Is it because it’s too cruel? I’m not a child.”
“I’d like to see Peron Tails, that bastard’s death scene in detail.”
Naturally, there were counterarguments too.
“No matter how depraved we are, we don’t applaud watching people die.”
“True… it would be grotesque.”
“This level is just right.”
“Let’s quickly finish the revenge and move on to a healing story.”
“Kim Tae-ju, when will the next episode be screened?”
“Well. Maybe in about a week?”
Even in the Immortal Realm, Rodi’s story from the Miteran Continent was creating quite a buzz.
It was a raw, real variety movie after all.
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