Chapter 755 – One Pit Hire (1)
“Now, it’s the heart extract of Tonashillucatl.”
Using the material the dwarves brought, Tyrsi completed the extract that removed the miasma in five days. Not all of them were extracted, but about 40% were extracted.
The condensed liquid was almost like a 1.5L plastic bottle.
“I decided to extract the remaining 60% gradually. Even if we pull out all of them, we can’t drink them all.”
“Is there a lot?”
“A lot is a lot, but drinking it all at once is bad for the body.”
“Because if you take too much medicine, it becomes poison. Come on, let’s have a drink.”
Veronica was the first to mix the red liquid into wine. She just didn’t know if it tasted good to eat. Said Fran, who was pouring wine with Veronica.
“Is Norr really okay?”
“Yes. It’s mine.”
Thinking of that strange foreknowledge from the other day, I couldn’t find the courage to drink.
‘… Other wives would be no problem.’
Because I am different from them in many ways.
“I will enjoy this food.”
“… Ugh write.”
Starting with Dana frowning, they managed to get rid of Aegis.
“Is it okay to drink with alcohol?”
“Isn’t it something that can be clouded by alcohol or something? Just right. Heat should return to the body… You can return the absorbed ingredients to your body and turn them into mana.”
Wives who close their eyes and begin to concentrate.
I also closed my eyes so as not to disturb my concentration. As soon as my eyes turned black, the white flames of the sun burned against the empty black background.
The double is bigger than the last time I saw it.
Now that she had fully realized the mana she gained from killing the Empress, it was no waste to give them the Dragon Heart.
‘That’s the old god’s mana I have, the rune’s mana.’
Rune’s Mana is a sub-concept of Old God’s Mana. The amount of mana consumed by me and the mana of Gusin, which directly affects [Guerture] And rune magic, also showed an unprecedented increase.
‘About three times as much as when I first became a Mithril class.’
I used it a lot to strengthen Brunak, but is it still this much?
“Are you there? Come out.”
I opened my eyes with my eyes closed.
Even if I ask what bullshit it is, there is nothing else to say, but when I said it, the flame sun united into one body and flapped its wings like a phoenix.
“Caw—!”
—Pudduck. A white crow landing in a black world.
This guy has grown quite a bit too. When I summoned it in the middle of the Wooshin subjugation, it was enough to climb on my shoulder, but in this world, it was almost a small hut.
“Thank you for helping me last time, Professor Slayer.”
Even when his name was called, he just shook his head.
I remembered Kiara’s words and put my hand on his chest.
‘Increase the amount of mana and embody what I have.’
It is a way to become stronger than now.
The amount of mana has increased enough. If it’s not enough, there are many ways to increase it. Wouldn’t it be enough to find and kill even a monster with moderate amount of mana?
I looked at the white crow and asked.
“What happened during Ragnarok?”
Where did Wooshin come from and what are they doing?
What did Monsieur Chrelitl see in me?
“Caw?”
The guy who just tilts his head at that question.
The alter ego left by Odin, her arrangement is not here. It hasn’t appeared since I planted something to protect me in the fantasy being called Professor Slayer.
So I laughed out loud.
“It’s okay, kid. If you don’t know, it doesn’t matter as long as you don’t know.”
Keying-! Odin’s eyes gobbled up her mana.
The clairvoyance activates. I filled up the mana of the iris and activated Shade’s magic.
“It’s been a long time since I started a video trip.”
Picking up a few rune stones, I freaked out.
“It is history study time. Let’s finish it quickly.”
Skip TMI. I laughed and was wrapped in crow’s wings.
***
Archaeologist Rolandis was moaning.
How did the bugs break through the pest control magic on this continent? Doesn’t that mean that if there was poison, he would have died asleep while sleeping? He cried and grumbled.
While doing so, Asherad Cynthia called him.
The continent of Amya is terrible, but the future after returning here without any harvest is even more terrible. He did not want to meet with assassins or enforcers of the royal family of Romania.
〈What about the harvest?〉
〈I found several artifacts imbued with mana. Even if you just said… 〉
“I couldn’t find it.”
I reduced my words, but it would have been enough to understand. Asherard’s expression became serious.
‘I have no choice but to go in. Those ruins.〉
‘Are you serious? Will it be dangerous?〉
Rolandis replied with disgust.
He is also an archaeologist. Obviously, he is a scholar, but he doesn’t know that a place called a ruin is the same as a dungeon. Who knows what monsters or traps might lurk there.
Exploring the ruins was a crossroads between bloody and golden.
As you die, go in search of gold.
Or wait for a reckless challenger.
“Ah, then there should be no problem.”
As if the previous troubles were a lie, Rolandis completely changed his expression.
Hiring adventurers is the basis of exploration, but mithril class adventurers cannot be obtained with money. But with them, it’s a different story.
However, when they went to visit them, Count Wolfheddin was drinking tea.
〈… Excuse me. Are you ready to explore?〉
It couldn’t have seemed that way, but when asked out of courtesy, Nord affirmed.
Well, aren’t they on a different level from the experts Asherard and Roland Reese know? The atmosphere could be quite different. Still, the quality of the equipment was very reliable.
Rolandis asked out of curiosity.
He didn’t even participate in the battle—but he wouldn’t have been of any help if he fought alongside him—so much so that he didn’t spare money on equipment to protect his body.
Nord, who renewed his armor from the existing giant leather equipment, pounded his clothes.
The materials were scales and leather, but the world’s top artisans were not bound by the shape of the material. All of the equipment, including magic, was completed as a magic item.
A quality product that is tougher than mithril armor. It was a rare armor that even the king would not have.
The price is part of Monsieur Hrellittle’s hide.
It was a corpse that I didn’t want to look at anyway, so I didn’t regret it too much. Some were to be kept, and the rest were to be presented to the Britannian family by way of Prince George.
It will be replaced with money and authority in the country. Nord, obsessed with coffee, roughly finished the tasteless tea he had made and opened his eyes.
〈Shall we start slowly? Please pass on the scholars.〉
〈If you open the ruins, the surrounding area will become a battlefield.〉
– Tuk-tuk.
Nord getting up while brushing his knees. His wives also took up arms.
Didn’t they go near the ruins after the 2nd ruins exploration started? I just sat down at the base camp, closed one eye, and lightly filled my stomach. I had no intention of doubting his ability now, but it was hard to believe without knowing it.
Nord laid out the excuses he had in mind.
He had no intention of telling me about the eyes that looked into the universe and analyzed magic.
〈The ruins and the internal structure are similar. It must be an ancient magic technique that was frequently used over time. Leave the security of the empty base to the summoned creatures.〉
Nord recalled the treasure map he found there.
‘It was almost a joke. I was so happy back then.’
It was confidential, so I had to restore almost everything by myself, and in many cases, the ruins I found through restoration had already been robbed for a long time.
A treasure map pointing to a ruin that someone has already swept away.
It was a daily occurrence for adventurers.
‘There are some places that haven’t been restored yet, and I don’t know if I’ll find something if I look more closely.’
Nord swept the camp tools into 〈Subspace〉.
‘It’s similar to the underground tower in terms of time and crime prevention method. It would be nice if there was something inside to salvage.’
The structure of this world consists of the worlds connected to the World Tree and other worlds that do not belong to it.
The other world that was once connected to the underground tower was the latter, and that underworld was the former.
Since it was all in mythology, even the Nords did not know what became of the widely known Asgard and the like. It may have been destroyed in Ragnarok.
‘Please step back for a moment. I’ll finish it soon.〉
– Whirik. Turning Brunach, he bit the scholars who seemed to accept the explanation.
At his glance, a puppet called Lalilu floated.
“Please, Lingling is number 5~♡”
Kagak, Kagak… ! The tiny puppet activated the nail-shaped artifact it was holding.
The bloody barrier. It is a cursed magic item that constantly inflicts pain on the user while it is activated in exchange for the advantages of quick activation, wide utilization, and low mana consumption.
─Tick-click.
Of course, such a side effect was no disadvantage to the puppet.
Although it was a suitable item as a treasure of the cannibal empire of Azteca.
“Open.”
The Nords were inscribed with the tens in Brunak.
Shukagak! Coo…
A sign that the magic circle is activated. Countless eyeballs glistened in the ruins where light could not enter.
─Puff!
When the thick door was torn apart by the aura, the trap that reacted to the mana immediately spewed out the monster.
