Chapter 89 – Chapter 22. Horompel’s Secret.
Horompel’s morning on the ground was very peaceful and cozy. The red-haired sorceress, Ludwigne, felt her heart melt as she looked at the beautiful cityscape.
If you continue to live here.
Even the reception was great. There were maids who came running like dogs when you waved a bell, the meals were very luxurious, and the rooms were very comfortable. Every time I slept on the cold, hard dirt floor with only a rug on, it felt like heaven when I came here.
This shit is so good
To be honest, I want to see the underground, but I couldn’t even make up my mind to go out because the kobold Zeppopo scared me yesterday. Of course, if you want to go out, there’s nothing you can’t do, but the thought of being kidnapped and being raped by the slaves in the mine until he died honestly made his hamstrings tingle. He said it was underground for some reason, so it was even more frightening.
While she was moaning in her room like her caged dog, someone came looking for her. Ludwigne opened the door, wondering if she was the captain, and when she saw that she was a weedy Grace, her face changed instantly. It was an expression of no interest.
“… Oh my, look at this year?”
“Why did you come?”
Grace was slightly twisted, but was generous nonetheless. … Of course, if it wasn’t for the respectful captain’s request, he wouldn’t have come to visit in the first place.
“You don’t want to see the city? … That’s it.”
Ah!
The sullen Ludwig jumped up. She quickly changed her expression and clung to her Grace’s arm.
“Oh, sister.”
“What about my sister? Gross boy.”
“Hehe, you know it was all just a joke, right? Huh? Fuck it, it’s all those bastards’ fault. You’re just freaking me out and fucking freaking me out, aren’t you?”
“I don’t know.”
“Oh, okay, okay. … Sorry. Okay?”
“Fuck you. Bitch, be cheeky. See you next time Are you all messing with the captain?”
“… Oh, I got it…”
Grace, the curmudgeonly smoker, was just as bad-tempered as Ludwig’s. The red-haired sorceress looked at her and squeezed her neck. Oddly enough, she fell short of her spirited older sister. She felt something like madness in her. There’s such a thing as really big trouble if you touch it wrong.
“But, wouldn’t it be a bit dangerous for the two of you?”
The two were healers and wizards, who were said to be the most vulnerable in the role group. From Ludbigne’s point of view, it seemed that she was going alone or in a group of two.
“Don’t worry. Do you think I will take you alone?”
Soon, the orc Grendal, who had been waiting at the end of her hallway, waved her hand at Ludbine with a kind smile. Ah. Only then did the red-haired girl feel relieved.
“Grendal-!”
“Grace asked for it.”
“Really good!”
If so, no worries at all. I couldn’t be that relieved because there was an orc next to me who seemed to be able to beat even a tank with one fist.
So the three headed to the entrance to the underground passage in the castle. At the entrance, more than ten soldiers were standing guard with sharp eyes. Fortunately, the procedure to enter the basement from the castle was not that difficult. Of course, you never know when you come back.
When I think of the word underground, it gives me a dark, gloomy and scary feeling, but this place was the complete opposite.
Ah.
As soon as Ludwigne arrived on the first basement floor, she realized that the reason why the ground was free was because everyone was underground. This place was as crowded as the capital, with a mixture of all races.
“Hey, don’t act like a country boy, wake up. Embarrassing.”
“You’re a country boy. I’m from the capital! I was just a little surprised. Are you okay now?”
“There are three things to be proud of. … Follow me.”
“Where are you going?”
Grace smiled crookedly and said one word before asking for the pipe again.
“A place for adults to play.”
… Where do adults play?
Ludbine’s heart was pounding. This short sentence was very stimulating to her, who had only masturbated while reading novels.
Her red hair rippled after her older sister in this forage. The three men and women soon went to the gambling hall on the second basement floor.
Ah.
Something was different from the atmosphere. It was that decadent feeling that had always pervaded Grace.
This is a rather high-end gambling place, so there was an admission fee separately. It was ten gold coins per person.
“The ten outlines—?!”
Hearing that sound, Ludbine jumped up. Ten gold coins just to enter. There was no place so crazy even if it was crazy. Startled, she slipped and dragged her little sister by the arm.
“Eunni, bye bye Gaz.”
The red-haired maiden showed off her talent for speaking with a smile on her face. But Grace paid for her effortlessly, as if it didn’t matter much. That’s for three people.
“Let’s go in.”
Ludbigne glanced behind Grace’s back for a moment with her fish-eyed expression, then quickly chased after her. She had known for a long time that she was an aristocrat, but today it struck her again. Apparently, the concept of money was different between nobles and commoners.
… Sir, this is why you are called an aristocratic aristocrat.
The swearing fool skimmed the inside of the gambling hall skillfully and sat down in a suitable seat. Ludwigne stood behind her, moving stiffly like her maid. Then her Grace looked at her with what she was doing.
“What are you doing? Sit next to you too.”
“Uh? Uh, me, that, uh, money, this, no…”
The freckled wizard chewed his lips and fidgeted nervously with a coin in his pocket. The money she had now was only a few dozen silver coins.
Grace laughed and she pulled out her money bag and placed it on the table. She then pulled out the pouch and spilled out her contents.
Heck, this shit, how much is that all… !
At first glance, it seemed that there were well over a hundred. It was all gold coins. The red-haired girl had never seen such a large amount of money in her life.
Grace cut the money in half in moderation and pushed it aside. It belonged to Ludwig.
“Sit down quickly.”
The red hair seemed like a chimney, wanting to ask if it was okay to give it all to her, as if she had lost everything. However, with that said, I thought I would never give this rotten bitch, so I sat down in the end.
Grace sighed and asked the dealer to start the game.
“I don’t even know how.”
“Just watch and follow. You bet where you want to bet. You can bet only on odd or even numbers, or you can bet on numbers. You are smart I know right away after playing one or two games.”
“… What if I lose it?”
“You can lose everything. Don’t worry. Just have fun, like an adult. Do you want to lock yourself in your room like a child and play house like an idiot? Uh?”
Ludbigne nodded her head as if determined.
“Good.”
Then I bet half of the money I had. Grace’s eyes widened. No matter how much, you bet half of your money.
… This year’s dog is big too.
I had no idea that the 20 years ago, when I was trembling because I had no money to pay for the admission fee, would suddenly change like this. Still, Grace didn’t say anything. It wasn’t even the money he gave to receive anyway. Lose or win, that’s up to you.
Of course, Grendal, who was watching from behind, slightly stopped Ludbine, as if he thought it was too much money.
“It’s your first time, isn’t it too much?”
“No, I just got a feeling. It’s here.”
As Ruud Binet was distracted by her dice bowl, Grace and Glendal exchanged glances. The swearing slob just shrugged her shoulders. So Grendall gave up too.
“Come on, come out. Come out come out, this. Look Carefully. Because it just comes out my feeling is right Damn, that’s for sure.”
Ludbine’s eyes were unusual. Grace skipped this edition. To see how this year goes.
– Follow me, follow me
Two dice are rolled. Her red-haired maiden looked tense as she licked her upper teeth with her tongue. The sound stopped, and the dealer opened the lid. Even number of eyes came out.
“Look at this shit. Right? My senses were right here!”
Grace shrugged him as if she was lucky.
“Yeah, good job. That’s how you do it.”
“Okay, again.”
Ruud Binet bet on the numbers this time, including his winnings. This frightened even Grace.
“Hey, how low is the probability of that? Just sip.”
“Oh, look, just look. It’s just here. Ai-san, I’m just watching.”
Is this bitch crazy, really.
Grace burst out laughing. Anyway, I haven’t seen a year that lasts as long as a year that is so reckless. She waved her hand as if to take care of herself and walked herself to a sip.
“Come on, let’s go. Huh? Fuck, it fits right here.”
Her red hair swayed down to her very excited hips.
Grace hadn’t expected Ludbigne to be her daughter. She just rested her chin on her chin and sucked on her cigarette.
Follow and follow.
The dice rolled, and the lid opened.
“This fucking nonsense!”
Startled by Grace, she jumped up and screamed. People’s eyes were all over the place.
“Oh look, that’s right! This shitaaaaal. It was good!!”
Ludbigne slammed her table with the palm of her hand, cheering with her mad eyes.
In an instant, the money multiplied several times the amount brought earlier. Grace, of course, lost. Glendal laughed heartily and clapped her hands.
Her red hair and freckles screamed confidently.
“Whoah! I’m going to break this gambling house today, you fucking—!”
· · ·
Before entering the catacombs, Jihyeok prepared this and that for everything. Prices were twice as expensive as in the capital city, but what can I do about it, there is no other place to live than here.
After moving busily all morning like that, I returned to the lodging around noon. All the members of the team had gone out somewhere. He went into his room and sat by the window, leisurely looking at the city.
He was enjoying his leisure time while drinking a drink brought by a maid, when someone came to his room.
“Who is this?”
– This is Catherine Omaze. Hero Kang Ji-hyeok… , Did you come to the right place?
Are you Catherine? Suddenly here?
It was a familiar name, a familiar voice. Is there such a thing as a coincidence?
Jihyeok quickly got up and opened the door. There was a woman with her eyes wide open and holding out her hand in a restrained gesture.
S-class hero, Catherine.
I hope to see her here Jihyeok raised an eyebrow involuntarily.
“I am Catherine Omaze, a C-class hero. Nice to meet you.”
Jihyeok introduced herself as she held out her outstretched hand.
“I am Kang Ji-hyeok, a C-class hero. … It’s a coincidence. Meet all the same warriors here.”
Catherine glanced at the room and then at Jihyeok again. Ah. He led her into her room.
“Come in.”
She entered her room without hesitation. But she stood firm in the doorway and she didn’t move any further. She seemed to mean that she wouldn’t want to talk at all.
This ignorantly inflexible woman probably didn’t come here to make friends… She seemed to have something going on.
“What’s going on here… ?”
Catherine paused for a moment and then began to speak.
“I’m sorry I interrupted your rest in the first place.”
“Are you okay. You don’t have to worry about that.”
She lightly licked her dry lips. She showed a little nervousness.
Jihyeok traced her old memories about her. … It was as if I could remember something.
“Did you know that there is something suspicious here in Horompel?”
“… Yes?”
Righteous Catherine clenched her fists.
“Do you know what’s going on here in the underground tunnels?”
Jihyeok shut her mouth and stared at her heroine.
I seemed to know now.
Why she came here
It must be because of what happens in the deepest part of the tunnel.
Of course, she never came here just to protect the human rights of slaves. Even if he was a righteous hero, that justice was not the modern justice, but the justice of this continent.
“What… Is it work?”
Catherine spoke again.
“Evil black magic.”
Jihyeok’s eyebrows twitched.
“I think they’re using necromancy here.”
… Got into a bit of trouble
