The S-Classes That I Raised (MTL) - Chapter 770

CH 770

Episode 770: Color Concentration Light (3)

– Tiling!

I entered the village listening to the sound of Akashic Records.

The whole town is white with snow falling.

A complete white without a single black.

If you look closely, you can see a lot of white paint is applied even under the white snow that is piled up on the buildings, the ground, and the rocks.

The trees on the street standing on the snow-covered ground were all white, and all the people walking around were also white.

As I am walking in the town center square, the attention of all NPCs is naturally focused.

[Wow! look at that guy! It’s really white!] [Beautiful. How is it so white?] [Oh my God! I’ve never seen anyone whiter than titanium oxide!]

[Hey! Where did you get the dot?]

[What basic cosmetics do you use, oppa!] [Tell me the secret to whitening teeth!] [Please recommend sunscreen-]

Everyone who follows me around is in the MAX state of favorability.

Just by changing the color of your skin, you get a good feeling, and it fills up from the bottom to the ceiling, so I think it’s an unusual town.

I went a little further into the depths of the snowy white village.

When I went inside, I crouched down as if I were a sinner, and

I saw people walking around.

He was dressed in white but shabby clothes, and looked around with a frightened expression, doing chores, such as cleaning and carrying heavy objects.

It is presumed to be of the lower classes.

I alternately looked at the upper-class people following me and the lower-class people in front of me.

Upper-class NPCs are really white with no blemishes in their clothes and skin color.

On the other hand, NPCs from the lower classes wore less white clothes than those of the upper classes, and bruises, dots, and burn marks were often seen on their skin.

Not only skin color and attire, but also facial expressions were dark expressions in contrast to the bright upper class.

then.

[In this town, the whiter it is, the higher it is.

They are treated with great respect.]

Someone started giving me information about the town.

When I look up, I see a white house on the hill.

A large white mansion towering over the snow-covered hills.

An old man who seemed to be the owner of the place looked down at me with a solemn expression.

Bald, white beard and white eyebrows.

I thought his face was quite familiar.

Sure enough, he said to me.

[It’s really nice to meet your brother’s benefactor in a place like this.]

He is the younger brother of the great sage Alzanius, who lost his life during the extermination of the Suicide Cult of the Zodiac.

A philosopher and great sage from a village in the northern outskirts of the polar region.

He is an unlucky NPC who came to refute Zodiac’s suicide theory, and then crashed into the crevasses.

[Thank you so much for taking revenge for my brother who died sadly. Come here. I serve you a cup of tea.]

I did not dare to decline Morzanius’ invitation.

Because in his white mansion there is a hidden piece that I need to find.

As I entered the mansion,

The living nobles and servants alike are mesmerized by my white skin.

In particular, the agitation of the young servants, who were still young and had little contact with outsiders, was the most severe.

then.

.., scrape 1

The cheeks of the young maid, who had been staring blankly at my face, suddenly turned.

The little old maid slapped the young maid’s cheek.

<NPC Maid Chief Minchin (Miss

Minchin))

The old maid rebuked the young maid in a very strict and solemn voice.

[Boy. Your face has turned red.]

[Hey! I'm sorry!]

Fear flashed in the young maid's eyes.

Desperately holding her breath, she pressed her chest down, and soon returned to her original pale, pale complexion.

[okay. Always keep that white light. Otherwise, the devil will come to you. To steal your color.]

When the young maid is terrified, the maid chief seems satisfied.

The dog nodded and looked gracefully towards me.

I was guided by her and headed to the banquet hall in the center of the mansion.

The interior of the mansion was also almost white.

The incandescent light that burns on the white firewood, the light shining from almost everywhere in the house doesn't even cast a shadow.

The air felt through the skin was warm, but the air seen through the eyes was cold.

As you enter the banquet hall through the white marble corridor, you can see food all in white.

White bread and white soup, white meat and white vegetables, white wine and white cheese, white tablecloth and white tableware.

The food was pretty neat and delicious, but somehow it didn't taste good.

Why?

Minchin, an old maid, white-skinned, was waiting for her with a white towel and white wine.

She has a cold complexion that doesn't seem like a drop of blood will come out even if she is stabbed with a needle.

squeaky one

The sound of white wine being poured into a white glass is white.

A white candle flickered in front of him, but the shadow did not set on the table.

Suddenly, Morzanius, the owner of the mansion, asked in a low voice.

[This mansion… No, don't you think our town is a little strange?]

"It's a little strange. It's very strange.

Do you think so?"

[right. It might feel a little weird. For outsiders.]

Morzanius chews on my words and utters only his own lines.

[Once upon a time, this city was visited by a terrifying demon.]

A long time ago, a demon visited the village of Whitewashing and took away all the colors that existed in the village.

said that

After being cursed by the devil, only white-skinned people were born in this village, and they always cover themselves with colorless white, in fear that the color-loving devil might visit again.

[The terrifying demon blows away countless warriors like a turkey and makes everyone slaves to satisfy his lust.

did it For those who lead a strict and faithful life like us, there is no hell… … ] [SKIP]

yes skip.

I don't have much time, so I want to play quickly as long as it doesn't interfere with the main story.

I chewed on Morzanius' words and looked around.

Then I saw it across the table

I saw a large picture frame hanging on it.

The people are white, the clothes are white, and the background is white.

I narrowed my eyes and looked at the ancestral paintings.

White paper hanging in a white picture frame.

People with white faces, white hair and white clothes.

All of them have a strict, serious, and serious expression on their faces.

And then, out of all the portraits of people, I found the only one with a torn face.

… Druck!

I pushed the chair away, got up and ran straight to the portrait.

Let's touch the torn part of the portrait.

– Tiling!

The message you’ve been waiting for appears.

<Hidden Quest Restrictions: 'The White Dragon Kafcataract, or the one who has met the White Demon Leviathan'

It is a bloody hidden quest from the warning message.

‘Dangerous in many ways?’

This fire in the quest message itself

It was the first time that it had been a long affair.

As I touched the torn portrait, Morzanius sighed as if waiting.

[Are you curious about the owner of the portrait?]

« Yeah. »

Then Morzanius rarely casts a shadow under his eyes.

Of course, it was a very brief moment.

[Once upon a time, it was also in our family. You bastard who was possessed by the devil and turned into a color mania. He’s my distant uncle… … .]

« I have something to see him. »

[He can’t meet now. I’ve been possessed by the devil so badly that I’ve been imprisoned in a cell at the top of the spire for decades. Still, if you want to meet Uncle Jeong… … .]

Morzanius took the key from his waist.

Then, the face of the maid, Min-chin, who was standing next to him, hardened.

[Let me guide you, Minchin. I can’t refuse a request because it’s my brother’s benefactor.]

[…] … I will do as I have ordered, master]

The old maid takes the key and guides me.

She guided me to a very narrow and high spire. It was an area that was supposed to be sealed in the most remote part of the mansion.

A white corridor rises in a spiral as if going up a tube in a snail’s shell.

It was a sight that would be exhausted if you looked at it.

[You can go further this way. Keep this in mind as the key can only open the door and cannot unlock the constraint.

I hope you do.]

Minchin stopped in the middle of the tower and refused to climb any further.

Rarely, he looked quite frightened.

‘Why are you there?’

I took the key and went up the stairs for a while.

then.

[customer!]

Minchin calls me again.

As I turned my head to see what was going on, the woman with a hard expression came to me with a soft, trembling voice.

[…] … Never be deceived. »

That was her last.

Minchin is like a fearful thing in front of his eyes

He went down the stairs like the girl in the middle of nowhere and disappeared from his sight.

I shrugged once more and clenched the key again.

Go up the stairs you were going up.

And soon, I found out why the slender maid was so frightened.

Black (黑色).

An awfully dark color was already dyeing the corridor black.

I have reached the highest point of this lonely spire.

A secluded room where a black air stream gushes out.

I went up the stairs holding the key.

Swag- Sweat- Swag- Sweat- Swag

Poetry ~ Meals Quickly-

The sound of something crawling on the floor was leaking through the gap in the black door.

I approached and stood in front of the black room.

Then, he pushed the key into the key hole as deep as the abyss and turned.

• • •Cuckoo Duck!

The noise echoing in the hallway.

At the same time.

The ominous noises in the room ceased.

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