Mizar couldn't level up his stats in front of the man. So he closed the Status Window but he realized it was too late. He started thinking of ways to explain his sudden increase in level, but he was worried about nothing.
"Huh? What happened to you? Oh, I get it! Why didn't I realize earlier even though I sensed death magic inside you? You are in devourer path, right? You absorb the mana, soul and body of people you kill. I sensed it the first time I saw you but the death energy in you at that time wasn't as strong, I could only feel it while you killed people. You need to meet Nazis, he also practises similar magic."
The man explained the things that Mizar himself didn't know that he did. Mizar didn't say anything but just nodded his head while looking at the man with a surprised expression. While looking at the man, Mizar saw something above the man's head.
['The Jinx' Sulong]
[Peak Level Curse Magician]
{¿}
It showed his name, level and type of magic he used. Below the name and level was an upside-down question mark. When he pressed it a message showed up.
[Target's Level is higher than User. Unable to acquire more information.]
As usual, the man collected the rocks with a piece of equipment and put it in a glass jar. The rocks were small, they were only the size of a fingertip.
"Great. We have finished collecting all. Let's go. I will have you join our organization after this mission is complete. You will also get merits as you helped me complete it."
After inviting Mizar and killing the first clan, Sulong asked Mizar if he was part of the organization. He had sensed Dark and Death Mana emanating from Mizar while he was killing peoples in the forest. Mizar didn't know why but he remembered all the conversation he had with the man word to word.
"You have death energy inside you but you said you aren't part of our organization? I wonder how you managed to live until now in this world... In this world where dark and death magic is considered immoral, vile and dirty. Those hypocrites, as if they have done any righteous tasks. They are just afraid of the power that dark magic has." Mizar remembered the man's voice changing from curiosity to rage as he spoke.
Sulong had assumed that Mizar was part of the organization at first, but he discarded the idea after seeing that Mizar had no idea whatsoever about this major mission that was happening. He also asked Mizar how he survived his awakening.
"Anyway, how did you survive your awakening? Those who are awakened with a dark attribute are instantly killed. Maybe they wanted to keep you as their trump card hiding you, who knows."
Mizar of course wasn't going to tell his true story so he made things up mixing the lies with a little bit of truth.
"I was lucky. Before my awakening, I accidentally found inheritance of an Astral Mage and dodged the awakening. But after a while, my dark attribute started to show up. Elders and Leader of my clan came to kill me but I fled before they could get me. I have been living my life in misery ever since people hunting me." Mizar's explanation wasn't full proof, there were plotholes but Mizar made it so heart cracking that the man got emotional remembering his story and shared his story to Mizar.
Sulong was found by one of the founders of the organization on the shore of a river, almost dead. After rescuing him, the founder taught him magic and took him to destroy the clan himself.
Mizar pretended to be sympathetic and slowly inquired about the organization. The organization was called 'Rise of the Dark Legion'.
In this world, practising dark magic and its subtype was forbidden. Those who were awakened with a dark attribute were killed on the spot, although some clans kept them hidden as their trump card. If the information that a clan was raising a Dark Magician was found out, they would become a public enemy.
Those people who managed to get away with their lives grouped and formed this organization. Over many years, the size of this organization has increased and it is now deemed a threat by almost all clans, sects, tribes, etc.
To counter the organization, many clans, sects and tribes have grouped to form their own organization, 'The Light Legion'. Light Magic is the nemesis of dark magic, although some dark magic isn't affected by light magic.
But over the course of many tens of thousands a years, the Light Magic has lost its shine. Not many spells remain of light magic and dark magic was getting stronger than ever in the course of hundreds of years.
Dark Magic was deemed immoral, anti-social and disgusting by the masses. Nothing good could be done using dark magic which made dark mages an outcast in the society.
Sulong also invited Mizar to join the organization many times but Mizar didn't give him any definitive answer yet.
"We are here. Let's go inside." Sulong's voice brought Mizar to the present. He was remembering the things with this man earlier. Mizar wondered if the man was really a jinx or was it just a title. After interacting with him for a while, Mizar felt that this man had a unique charm to him that made people around him more friendly.
The location they were in was inside one of the inhabited mountains. There was a tunnel going downwards and at the end of the tunnel was a huge area with a magic circle on the ground.
Sulong started taking out those small rocks from glass jars and put them all inside a red cloth. After a minute, he opened the cloth and the small rocks became bigger but they were far less in number.
He took those bigger rocks and put them at the different areas of the magic circle. As Sulong kept pitting the rocks the magic circle started lighting up and floating in the air. After he put the last rock, the whole magic circle was lit up and was floating in the air.
A heavy wind started blowing and Mizar instantly recognized the wind. Unlike his first time experiencing the wind, he felt cold and warm at the same time, this time. His body felt cold and warm at the same. Beside him, standing with excitement and anticipation Sulong like he was going to meet his long lost family.
"Follow me." Sulong had extreme excitement in his voice. Mizar followed him, he didn't want to be here all alone with this unfamiliar thing.
Following him, Mizar got to a Teleportation Magic circle. After getting there, Sulong started digging around it and placed something that looked like potato and covered it with soil. After doing that all around the teleportation spell, he went and stood on the middle of Teleportation Magic circle.
"What are you doing, come here." Mizar had the option to run away but he felt like the man would kill him before he even took his first step. Mizar walked over to the Teleportation Magic Spell.
When he stepped where Sulong planted that potato thing, a system information tab opened in front of his eyes.
[Charred Thunder Potato]
{Explodes after 5 seconds of contact with mana}
After Mizar walked to the magic circle, he asked Sulong what he planted despite knowing it.
"They are Charred Thunder Potato. When I activate the Teleportation, the mana from teleportation will activate it and the explosion from it will blow up the magic circle. But don't worry, we would already be teleported before it explodes." The man said without hesitation.
"Where are we going?" After following him up to here, there was no going back. So, Mizar felt like he should at least know where he is going. Mizar was sad that he couldn't find his mask but it was now too late to find it.
Sulong replied with an excited face.
"Obviously we are going to the organization branch that is in the Northern Mountains. And we are going to register you there." Saying this he activated the Teleportation before Mizar could reply anything.