The Return of the Genius Ranker’s Myth Warehouse - Chapter 250

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Chapter 250
Chapter 250
Finding my way to Belmore Territory proved straightforward.
The legendary steed, the Red Hare, possessed incredible speed, and Lee Chul-geun and the territory’s residents had diligently constructed bridges across the Swampland.
“Neeeigh!”
I merely needed to consult the map and navigate correctly.
In moments, I burst through the Swampland, and Belmore Territory came into view.
Though the distance would have consumed considerable time for anyone else, the Red Hare saved me precious hours.
‘There it is—Belmore Territory.’
I had heard about Belmore Territory beforehand.
Given its proximity to the Swampland, many people made their living gathering not only food but also medicinal and poisonous herbs from the wetlands.
Consequently, alchemy flourished there, producing high-quality potions in abundance.
However, the Swampland’s vast expanse made it difficult terrain to traverse southward.
“Ah, Luke. If you sense any dragon bones, tell me immediately.”
– Yes, Master.
Luke’s dragon bones.
To be precise, Luke’s body parts, including the dragon bones, would be extraordinarily difficult for even the Information Guild to locate.
Thus, I needed to rely not only on the Information Guild but also traverse the Continent myself, depending on Luke’s detection abilities.
As Luke and I exchanged idle conversation, we soon arrived at the entrance to Belmore Territory.
“Halt!”
“Who goes there? State your identity.”
As expected, guards blocked the path the moment we reached the entrance.
Normally, simply proving myself as an adventurer would suffice, but I had not come here in that capacity.
“I am Mir, Baron of Kalbera Territory.”
I introduced myself and produced my credentials.
The insignia of a baron that I had received upon my promotion from sub-baron.
The guards, as befitted those protecting the city, recognized the credentials.
“M-Mir the Baron?”
“Baron Mir? You mean the one whom His Majesty the Emperor recently visited in person to commend for his achievements?”
They immediately recognized my identity.
Fearing they would spend considerable time marveling, I spoke first.
“I came hoping to meet the lord of Belmore Territory.”
“We shall guide you at once!”
Fortunately, the guards were efficient.
They escorted me immediately upon hearing my business.
Still mounted upon the Red Hare, I followed the guard’s lead into the city.
The atmosphere of Belmore Territory as I entered was—
‘Not bad at all.’
It appeared quite vibrant.
Herbalists selling medicinal plants.
An alchemist proudly displaying the potions she had crafted.
Not only adventurers but merchants as well were browsing around, examining items worth purchasing.
Though it was merely a memory from First, even this much suggested the lord was managing things reasonably well.
After all, territories ruled by corrupt lords looked different from the very entrance of the city.
“This is the castle where Lord Juhui resides.”
The lord’s castle wasn’t particularly large either.
Typically, when people spoke of a lord’s castle, corrupt lords would drain the blood of their subjects to enlarge and embellish it however they could.
But this place was merely a lord’s castle in its basic form.
‘This seems acceptable.’
I had worried whether the lord might have a disagreeable personality.
At this level, there was nothing to worry about.
With that thought, I was guided to the reception hall.
However.
‘Why hasn’t he appeared?’
The lord did not show up.
Well, there was no need to be impatient.
The reception hall was not uncomfortable, and true to its name as the Noble Reception Hall of the lord’s castle, it was quite pleasant.
“Luke, could you take out the elixir I was working on last time?”
– Yes, Master.
I retrieved the elixir to make efficient use of my time.
I had already consumed all the elixirs available upon reaching level 300.
What I now retrieved were elixirs that could be consumed from level 350 onwards.
Though their quantity was not as great as I expected, there was no reason not to consume them.
Since all the important work had already been completed, let me finish the final combination.
[ Alchemy has succeeded. ]
[ Judgment: Transcendent Success ]
[ Whisper of Fortune ]
Form: Potion
Grade: Legendary
Restriction: Level 350 or higher
Description: A fortune elixir potion blending various elixirs centered on four-leaf clovers, infused with an intensely potent aura of supreme luck.
“Oh.”
It had been a long time since “Transcendent Success” appeared.
As such, the potion created was of Legendary grade.
There was no need to delay—I would consume it immediately.
[ ‘Whisper of Fortune’ has been consumed. ]
[ Critical strike probability increases. ]
[ Evasion rate increases. ]
….
Just as with dexterity, my hidden stat of luck along with probability-related detailed stats such as critical strike probability and evasion rate increased significantly.
A most satisfying outcome.
While I was spending my time productively, peering into Luke’s subspace to find ways to increase my strength before facing the Evil God.
“Ahem.”
I sensed a presence outside the door.
The moment I waved my hand to extinguish the Black Flame, the door opened and the lord of Belmore Territory appeared.
I rose to my feet as well.
“I am Marquis Mir.”
“I am Count Lauren Belmore.”
He greeted me first.
However, his reaction was far from favorable.
He seemed uncomfortable, perhaps?
I was about to get straight to the point when—
“I don’t know what you’re trying to say, but I have nothing to discuss with you, Marquis Mir. Leave our territory at once!”
An abrupt order to leave came forth.
* * *
The lord of Belmore Territory, who had been searching for ways to check Kalbera Territory according to Duke Winchilsey’s instructions.
“My lord, Marquis Mir has come to visit!”
“Yes, Marquis Mir… Wait, what? Marquis Mir?”
“Yes, my lord. He wished to see you, so I guided him to the Noble Reception Hall!”
“Who told you to guide Marquis Mir to the reception hall on your own authority!”
“Sir? You instructed us to guide any visiting noble to the reception hall as courteously as possible…”
“Argh!”
He had to receive shocking news he never anticipated.
Marquis Mir had come to visit.
What in the world did this mean?
Moreover, he wasn’t waiting outside the territory—he was already in the Noble Reception Hall of the lord’s castle.
‘What do I do?’
It was bad enough that he had entered the territory; now they had even brought him into the reception hall.
The Guard Captain and his men had done their job too well.
The lord of Belmore Territory hastily drew out a communication crystal.
It was the crystal used to receive instructions from Duke Winchilsey.
He didn’t have much standing in the Aristocratic Faction, and until now he had only used this crystal for receiving messages.
“Gulp.”
This time, he tried using it to transmit for the first time.
A tense moment.
Hummmmm—
Even after waiting a long time, no response came.
“Why? Why won’t he respond? Has something happened?”
The reason was easy to infer.
Duke Winchilsey was currently under suspicion for treason after the recent attack on Kalbera Territory.
Apparently, it turned out that it wasn’t Duke Winchilsey himself, but his First Knight, Valencia Knight, who had acted on his own, and the Duke seemed to have cleared his name.
But was that really possible?
Duke Winchilsey had clearly dumped all his suspicions onto his knight.
Anyway, that was neither here nor there.
“My lord, should we continue to keep him in the Noble Reception Hall…?”
I needed to do something soon.
I could leave Mir in the Noble Reception Hall indefinitely, but the mere fact that Mir was staying there made it hard to breathe.
And for good reason—wasn’t Mir a formidable warrior who had even defeated the Evil God?
There was no one in my territory who could stand against such a Mir.
A mere Marquis couldn’t possibly command such military strength.
“Sigh, let him go.”
“Yes, my lord!”
So the Belmore Territory decided to expel Mir.
The moment I opened the door to the Noble Reception Hall—
“I don’t know what you’re trying to say, but I have nothing to discuss with you, Mir. Leave our territory at once!”
I issued an order of expulsion to Mir.
Mir was visibly taken aback, as expected.
I was about to leave the room immediately, worried that Mir might draw his sword if he took offense, but—
“In one week, a threat will arrive at Belmore Territory.”
“Wait, are you declaring war on me right now! Under Imperial law, territorial conflicts…!”
“Have you heard of the Evil God?”
“The… Evil God?”
The Belmore lord, who had been panicking thinking this was about a declaration of war, became even more flustered at the word that followed.
And understandably so.
It was a term that only the Empire’s core personnel had known about initially, but now it was an existence that could no longer be hidden.
Separate from the Empire’s expansion wars, it was an entity attacking locations throughout the Empire and beyond.
The Belmore lord knew at least that much about the Evil God.
“In one week. The Evil God will attack Belmore Territory. The reason I came here is to defeat that Evil God.”
“The Evil God… attacking my territory?”
The Belmore lord was in shock.
It felt like the breath was being squeezed from my lungs.
The Evil God was attacking my territory.
And in just one week.
Wasn’t the Evil God an entity that even the Empire’s renowned knights couldn’t stand against?
The thought of such a being attacking made my vision darken.
“Don’t… don’t lie to me! The Evil God suddenly attacking! You expect me to believe such nonsense?”
“Here is the proof.”
“Proof?”
“A map recording the attack patterns of the flying Evil God. After analyzing the patterns, the next destination is this place. If you don’t believe me, you can verify it yourself.”
Mir presented the evidence.
The patterns recorded on the map were so intricate that they were difficult to distinguish even with the naked eye.
Truth be told, I couldn’t decipher what was written at all….
‘Why would Mir have reason to lie to me about this?’
Contextually, Mir had no reason to deceive me.
The fact that he even presented evidence made me all the more certain.
“Then…!”
The Evil God appears.
Then shouldn’t I be requesting reinforcements?
However, the moment the word “reinforcements” crossed my mind, the Marquis felt the world spin before his eyes.
‘His Majesty the Emperor has been tearing through the entire Aristocratic Faction, starting with Duke Winchilsey. Would such an Emperor truly send proper reinforcements to save me?’
No.
The current Emperor might instead seize this as an opportunity to erase me, a member of the Aristocratic Faction.
He might either fail to send proper reinforcements, or send them properly only to have me assassinated while the Evil God rampages.
Wasn’t it clear just from what Duke Winchilsey was currently suffering?
‘If I request reinforcements from the Duke?’
No.
That would only make matters worse.
I heard that Duke Winchilsey currently harbors tremendous resentment and hatred toward Mir.
So if I request reinforcements by saying Mir told me this?
He would never agree.
He might instead order me to obstruct Mir from defeating the Evil God, even if my territory crumbles.
‘Ah….’
There was no way to request reinforcements.
In this situation, there was only one method for me to protect Belmore Territory.
“What, what should I do then? Mir….”
The man before me.
I had no choice but to follow Mir’s words.
* * *
Persuading the Marquis of Belmore wasn’t particularly difficult.
I’m not sure why he issued the expulsion order so abruptly at first, but when I explained calmly, he understood my words far better than expected.
After that, he maintained a cooperative attitude, though he appeared somewhat dejected.
Since his response was better than anticipated, I decided to immediately execute the method I had prepared.
“From now on, I will install magic circles throughout the entire Belmore Territory.”
“M-magic circles? Throughout the entire territory?”
“Yes, so from now on, please mobilize all the guards and draw the magic circles I will show you throughout the territory.”
“Ah, are you perhaps installing defensive magic circles? If that’s the case!”
“No.”
Defensive magic circles?
No.
With a full week ahead of me, why would I bother installing defensive magic circles?
If you’re concerned about the safety of the territory’s residents, simply prepare separate evacuation facilities.
While protecting them is admirable, I didn’t journey all this way to defend Belmore Territory—I came to vanquish the Evil God.
Therefore, the magic circle I will inscribe is.
“A magic circle designed to vanquish the Evil God.”
It was a colossal offensive magic circle that even during the First era had never been drawn—one vast enough to encircle the entirety of Belmore Territory.

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