Who Spent the Night with the Tower Master (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 144

The battle, which he thought wouldn’t last long, dragged on throughout the dawn.

His magic wasn’t dispersing properly. It felt blocked by something. Raishton knew this sensation well—it was the same strange feeling he’d experienced when visiting the imperial capital with his master, that unpleasant sensation suppressing his magic output. It must have been due to the mana control stones installed everywhere in the palace.

Moreover, the assassins who suddenly stormed in weren’t ordinary warriors. They wielded bizarre guns he’d never seen before—weapons that used mana control stones as bullets.

Though the bullets, specially crafted to counter mages, couldn’t pierce Raishton’s body shielded by protective magic, the waves emanating from the hundreds of spent cartridges scattered on the floor further suppressed his magic dispersion, hindering spellcasting.

Where had they obtained so many mana control stones?

The mineral forming the basis of mana control stones was already exhausted, and the only remaining reserves required for their production were stored in the national treasury. It was a substance under strict state control—ordinary people couldn’t even trade it, and manufacturing or installing mana control stones required explicit imperial authorization.

It wasn’t something mere assassins could possibly possess.

At that moment, Raishton realized it: those targeting Emilia—meaning the ones behind Count Belmore’s experiments—might have ties to the imperial court.

‘Kalaimon Syndmaria…’

The very person who had vehemently claimed Count Belmore was murdered. Wasn’t he said to be the count’s longtime friend?

The Syndmaria family had produced the current empress. Even if not Empress Vianez herself, they were a lineage that had long supplied members to the imperial family and maintained strong connections with the court. It wouldn’t be surprising if the imperial court stood behind this.

Concluding the endless fight was pointless, he created a suitable opening to escape and hid himself. Fortunately, the intruders seemed unfamiliar with Horizon’s internal layout. Raishton tore open a ventilation grate and concealed himself in the space above the ceiling, then followed the path along the ceiling toward Emilia.

He had to hurry and get Emilia out of here.

‘…….’

When he reached Emilia, she was drenched in blood, yet surrounded by a protective magic barrier. Corpses lay around her—likely the assassins who’d infiltrated the tower, judging by their attire. Though born with magical talent, she hadn’t been able to use any magic; perhaps she’d instinctively cast protective magic to defend herself.

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