The Low-Ranking Civil Servant Wants to Achieve Success - Chapter 113

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Chapter 113
“…As I thought.”
I examined the scrolls from every angle.
But just as before, they were utterly ordinary scrolls—nothing special about them.
The only remarkable thing was their sheer variety.
‘I’ve practically seen every type of scroll I’ve ever used.’
Defense scrolls that required 271 sheets to block anything, attack scrolls that according to the Empress hurt less than a mosquito bite, movement scrolls slower than walking….
This caliber of scroll was literally gathering dust in the Scroll Department itself.
“But the reason he specifically sent these….”
I glanced around the room and quickly drew the curtains shut.
Then I placed a luminescence scroll inside my blanket and activated it experimentally.
I had only channeled half of the standard magical energy—yet an overwhelming torrent of light erupted forth.
“Kyaaaah!”
I frantically smothered the luminescence scroll with every piece of clothing I could grab.
Thank goodness it was daytime; if this had been night, that light would have been visible from incredibly far away.
“What the—this could work as a lighthouse?”
The light extinguished quickly once I fed it only the faintest trace of magical energy.
I sat there breathless and dazed for a moment.
‘I don’t understand why… but after I coughed up blood earlier, I definitely got stronger, right?’
I’d noticed something odd starting with the fever scroll.
The scrolls’ mediocre abilities were being amplified when they encountered my magical power.
‘At this rate, there’d be nothing to fear in this world….’
I swallowed hard as I stared at the attack scroll.
I was terrified to even test how devastating its power might be.
I had no idea what had suddenly happened to my body. But….
[Don’t think of it only as something bad. For someone, this was a desperately longed-for strength.]
The Tower Master’s words provided me immense comfort.
If it wasn’t entirely bad, then it probably meant it wasn’t harming my body or anything like that.
‘What is this, did I suddenly become the strongest being in this world overnight?’
It seemed the Tower Master had sent me these scrolls knowing I’d acquired such power.
I wondered how he’d noticed something even I hadn’t realized about myself.
Nothing like this happened in the original story. War breaks out, but no humans with such special abilities ever appear.
That’s also why I was more concerned about the war than the Gaejofa Faction’s experiments. Though that changed the moment I learned Father was involved.
‘Either way, I’ll need to carry these with me always. I’m truly grateful….’
It felt like Grandfather was looking after me, and warmth bloomed in my chest.
I carefully placed the scrolls I’d received today into my small handbag, along with that scroll from the Tower Master—the one that activates when a certain man confesses.
[Namia, I intend to charge deep into the vast and treacherous enemy territory to rescue my daughter and son-in-law.]
I hope he returns safely.
I stared at the phrase “vast and treacherous enemy territory” for a long time.
‘I need to regain my strength quickly and do my very best.’
It was obvious that the High Priest was doing his best in his own way.
‘I can roughly guess what methods the High Priest will use. It’s probably the same method he used when trying to kill Jayden.’
In the original story, Jayden suspects the Temple as the force behind the Gaejofa Faction and visits the High Priest directly.
Finding no evidence, on his way back, he nearly dies when a cave collapses.
The masterminds orchestrated this because they believed he couldn’t use his special abilities.
But he survives by barely escaping using his special abilities.
Similarly, Kiaros had said something like this before.
[On the last day I leave the Imperial Palace, I was supposed to see you off, but I’ll have to cancel that for now.]
Just as they collapsed the cave, they’re probably planning to collapse the Chapel to coincide with Kiaros’s visit.
No matter how superior his physical abilities were, Kiaros, being in his Dark Period, couldn’t survive such a massive accident.
Then it would be more than enough to disguise it as an accident.
Since they were already making separate plans to kill Kiaros, it was obvious he wouldn’t fall for any trap I set.
‘This time, I absolutely won’t let them use that method.’
So I had to set things up so he had no choice but to fall into my trap.
Could you possibly lend me one bomb and Kibon Altes tonight?
I picked up a quill and began writing a letter to Kiaros.
I’m going to destroy the Temple within the Imperial Palace a bit. Since I only need to destroy a small part, I’d appreciate it if you could have Kibon deliver something appropriate.
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When the deep night came with the moon rising.
Knock, knock—I heard a knocking sound.
“Come in.”
The man standing at the door was Kibon, holding a small box of bombs.
Kibon slightly furrowed his brow seeing me dressed in a form-fitting one-piece and leather shoes for easy movement.
“Take off your coat too. We need to move quite secretly.”
“But it’s November….”
“I’ll give you a heat scroll.”
I activated the heat scroll by channeling a very small amount of mana into it.
If I had put in the proper amount of mana like before, my entire body could have been drenched in sweat.
“Let’s go.”
With the heat scroll activated, I smirked.
“To the Temple.”
And so Kibon and I quietly left the room in light clothing and crossed the Garden.
No matter how many people worked in the Imperial Palace, past midnight, no one was around.
Something felt strange.
In the beautiful Imperial Palace Garden, it felt as though only Kibon and I existed.
Kibon hesitated before speaking quietly.
“…Why on earth the Chapel….”
“If there’s a group with dark intentions, shouldn’t we destroy their base first so they won’t be caught off guard?”
Right now, in the Temple within the Imperial Palace, there were five or six Priests besides the High Priest.
“They need to be thrown into panic so they’ll move in different directions.”
And so we arrived at the small Temple.
The building, composed of a Chapel and Dormitory, was silent. Everyone was clearly asleep.
I surveyed the surroundings and pointed to a small Storage room located directly beside the Chapel.
It was a narrow space where seeds and tools necessary for garden maintenance were kept.
“Once the bomb detonates, people will come rushing over, so there’s no time to escape. We should hide there for now.”
“Where are you planning to detonate the bomb?”
“Anywhere on the Dormitory wall. We don’t need a massive effect.”
After all, bombs in this world weren’t particularly effective.
Even if detonated, it would only cause one section of the wall to collapse slightly.
I met Kibon’s puzzled gaze and added further explanation.
“It’ll be enough for the Construction Department civil servants to come and go tomorrow conducting safety inspections.”
They would be meticulously undermining the Temple bit by bit, making it collapse at the slightest impact.
‘So let’s create a small accident beforehand.’
No matter how much it was a Temple, it was still classified as a building within the Imperial Palace.
Tonight would quickly be dismissed at the Attendant level as simply ‘a wall collapsed slightly, with no casualties.’
But starting tomorrow, the Construction Department would inevitably conduct daily inspections following the post-accident protocol.
“Understand? Quickly place the bomb near there and come back here.”
I pushed Kibon’s back to send him off and immediately entered the Storage room.
Since Kibon was more agile than me, it made sense to send him.
But then….
‘Hm?’
Wedging myself between the farm tools, I felt slightly flustered.
‘It’s narrower than I thought?’
I’d expected the Storage room to be quite spacious, but there was a lot inside! It felt cramped for two people, and then the door opened.
“I’m coming in… mm.”
Kibon, who had quickly placed the bomb against the Dormitory wall, opened the door and blinked, looking rather awkward.
He too had realized the Storage room was far too narrow.
But there was no time to think further—immediately after, came a loud bang as the bomb detonated.
“Get in!”
I whispered urgently, grabbed his arm, and quickly shut the door.
In the confined space, his body pressed directly against mine.

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