Chapter 88 – Dragon’s Lair -3-
The road to lair.
Jurgen felt keenly that he could not escape from Balladur.
Even when he was aiming for the dawn when he was snoring like a pig, or when monsters like him attacked Baladur.
He couldn’t escape.
At least yesterday, I was halfway successful, but I couldn’t help it.
Every time I failed there, I was hit in the head so much that now I was continuously throbbing.
Badly.
Despite his strong words, Jurgen, who was complaining of pain from a headache that did not go away even with the power of divine protection, found a poisonous mushroom and quickly chewed it.
Then Balladur looked at him pitifully and savagely.
“Do you know what it is and eat it?”
Gulp.
“It doesn’t really matter. Ugh, I think my head is about to split.”
What Jurgon ate was the so-called lunatic mushroom.
Mushrooms commonly known as folk remedies in the past in their own villages, saying that if you eat a small amount raw when you have a headache, the headache will go away.
However, if consumed in excess, it stimulates the central nervous system and makes you crazy for a short time.
“It is baseless nonsense. Eating it won’t make your headache go away. Kufu… How can you be so uncivilized?”
At the murmur of Baladur, Jurgon felt a burning rage, but, clutching his head, lay down in place.
He had already lost, so he acted like that with the judgment that he would not have any intention of moving further.
‘I can’t run away.’
For several days, Jurgen, who forcibly began to accompany Balladur, had a hunch from the beginning.
He knew that the moment he arrived at this rarity, it was over.
Okay.
Although he knew it, he couldn’t possibly escape.
What should I do?
Yurgon’s vision, which had been thinking about it, suddenly abnormally advanced and retreated.
As the accident became more and more dazed, saliva flowed from the slightly parted mouth, but Jurgen, unaware of it, began to mutter like a lunatic.
“Tsk, you make me use my hands anyway.”
When Balladur, who felt that Yurgon’s appearance was dirty and unpleasant, got up from his seat and tried to hit him on the head.
After all, Jurgon shed tears.
It wasn’t because he was afraid of himself.
Feelings like when something precious is broken.
“Ahhh….”
“Hoo.”
This was enough to draw Balladur’s interest.
It was because it was quite fresh to see the always cheeky kid whining.
“Are you hallucinating?”
I didn’t feel sympathy or liking.
Just that much interest, as if a human observes an ant with a unique behavior.
“It wouldn’t hurt to watch a little bit.”
Then, Balladur, who sat down, opened his ears as he ate the meat in silence.
* * *
I had a long dream.
A very terrible nightmare.
It was enough to dismiss the world without Lethe as a nightmare to me.
“Uh….”
But what kind of dream was it?
“Yurgon. Did you have another bad dream?”
Oh
My dear, Lethe.
Rubbing her eyes, she slowly turned her head to see her brightly smiling face blurry.
As I was about to reply with a grin, I suddenly realized that my hand was full of water.
“Oh, did you cry?”
“No way! My, what am I crying about?”
What the hell is it?
Before that, I hurriedly wiped my eyes with my sleeve.
If I leave it like this, Lethe will definitely make fun of me.
“Ah! Didn’t you forget? Don’t be late today I cried, but fortunately I avoided oversleeping. Cook Cook.”
“I didn’t cry! Ugh, what do you have in your hand?”
“It’s been a while since I tried my hand at something. Don’t eat it all by yourself, but share as much as you can. Got it?”
Then Lethe held out her little finger.
“I am not a child… Thank you.”
I staked my baby on those small, pretty fingers.
Don’t go.
“It will take a month to come back. So in the meantime, don’t get hurt and take care of yourself. If the village kids make fun of you again, don’t hide it and tell me. I will scold you.”
At my words, Lethe raised one corner of her mouth and narrowed her eyes.
It’s Lethe’s signature expression, and after making this expression, she always played pranks on me.
“Are you worried now? Gosh! I’m done getting married!”
At those words, I couldn’t help but tremble.
Because at some point, we knew that each other was bound by destiny.
Not responding properly to her own prank, her face reddened and her mouth pursed, leaving Lethe’s cheeks and neck the same color as mine.
“Well, then… I’ll be back as soon as possible.”
Don’t go.
“… Yes. You shouldn’t get hurt either, Yurgon.”
Don’t go
Embarrassed by her hot face, I covered my face with her hand, grabbed the sandwich Lethe made for me, and went outside.
Swoop.
Then, suddenly, I looked back.
‘…….’
Lethe’s expression was of a type I couldn’t understand.
As if all of her feelings that had just been conveyed to me were lies.
It belonged to a dead person who showed no emotion whatsoever.
Hey, why are the tears flowing again?
In case Lethe was worried, she quickly turned her head and moved her steps.
Stop.
Go back right now,
Kill that disgusting bitch.
* * *
Kwaduk!
Ed cut down a piece of armor lying on one side of the huge lair at once.
It was possible thanks to targeting the seam on her collarbone.
“As expected, it is empty.”
About 30 minutes after the party entered the rare, the sparsely seen guardians increased exponentially.
Then, in preparation for a possible battle, he took this action based on the judgment that it was not a bad idea to check what seemed to be a weak spot.
Then Ed turned her head and said.
“Joanna. Who is the guy you were talking about?”
It was because I was worried that there was one guy with a heart.
“Certainly… It’s supposed to be somewhere here, but the magic wave inside the rare is so strong that it’s hard to track it down unless you get close to it. I’m sorry….”
Ed shook his head and said it was okay.
Probably because all the artifacts are stored here somewhere.
So, he thought, it was nothing for Joanna to apologize for.
“Instead, the location of the warehouse is roughly estimated. Seeing the tingling on your skin, you must have seen the holy relics too?”
“I can feel it too. There is one space that exudes various concentrated energy.”
Joanna and Yeren looked at each other for a while, identified the location, and then guided the party.
Because the location they estimated was the same.
After going through a passage like a giant anthill for such a long time.
“Is this it?”
A huge golden door appeared.
A door of such an overwhelming size that it seemed impossible to open it with force.
As the party approached the door and examined it, it was engraved with incomprehensible letters.
“Yes? Is this a dragon?”
Fortunately, however, Beatrice, a descendant of Balladur, was able to interpret it.
It took a few minutes for her to lift one of her fingers to her mouth and interpret it before she removed her lips.
“Intermediary… Blood… Ah! They say it can be opened with the blood of Balladur? Could it be my blood?”
Far away!
Beatrice bit her thumb lightly before the party could respond.
As it was, he showed a little bloody thumb and looked at the party.
“Shall we?”
“Wait a minute. First of all, I think it would be better for Joanna and Jeren to fall behind.”
Ed pulled them back.
It would be okay for Beatrice because she was a half-dragon, but Jerwen, a demon, and Joanna, a vampire, could have dangerous artifacts just by facing each other.
“If the door opens, I’ll take Beatrice out.”
Standing behind Beatrice, Edgar, who had lifted up the warrior’s protection, took a posture where she could hug at any time.
Although she is proficient in fire magic, her physical abilities lag behind Ed who uses protection.
“Thank you… Ugh, uhm!”
Beatrice’s tail, which she had taken out a few days ago saying she was frustrated, waggled like a puppy.
Ed laughed, and that relieved her tension a little.
But she said yes.
―Catch up!
Beatrice put her thumb on the door, and the huge door made a heavy sound.
As the huge amount of gold glittered on the inside of the slightly open door, Ed naturally squinted his eyes.
And when he opened his eyes again.
A woman appeared, lying like a corpse on a myriad of gold nuggets, her eyes closed.
“Close it.”
Ed’s heart started beating faster.
“Close it.”
With his gaze fixed on that figure, he spoke to Beatrice again.
“What… ? Uh, how do I close it?”
“Blood, again, buried. Hurry.”
At his command, Beatrice hurriedly ran to one side of the slowly opening door and placed her thumb on it.
Then the open door stops momentarily and starts to close at a slow speed.
However, it was too late.
Ed’s gaze opened her eyes and she met her gaze with him.
Feeling the pressure instinctively, when he swallowed a saliva, it lifted his body.
When I closed my eyes and opened them, it was already approaching Ed.
Snap.
Snap.
It was an instant of time, but to Ed it felt like an eternity of time.
Only the speed at which the door closed made me aware of the passage of time.
As long as it exists in the warehouse, Ed decided that the Gem of Chaos must be given up.
Because that existence itself would be an existence comparable to Balladur.
He had to find another, different way.
“Beatrice. Run back.”
The moment I saw it, I realized.
It’s something that should never come out of here.
Only that thought begins to fill Ed’s head.
Seeing Ed’s unusual expression, Beatrice tried to glance inside with a worried expression instead of running back.
In response, Ed moved his trembling arm.
Percussion!
Ed raised the warrior’s protection, grabbed her by the back and threw it behind her.
Because I couldn’t afford to care.
“Aaaaa! What, what are you doing!?”
“Master? Is there something inside?”
“Let me check once….”
Then, realizing that something was wrong, the group tried to approach.
Ed bit his lip hard to wake up his shaking body.
As the fishy iron taste spreads in my mouth, the trembling subsides.
He said, burning all the power of protection at once.
“Fuck… Run away now! Hurry! Because it’s okay!”
Of course, contrary to his words, the party quickly raised their spirits,
– Kwajik!
“Keuhuhhh… !”
In an instant, one side of Ed’s side was pierced.
By being in a space full of gold and silver treasures.
“Cool, heh, ugh… !”
Fresh blood gushed out of his mouth, and instead of collapsing, he grabbed the hair of the one who attacked him with one hand.
Then, with the other hand, he grips the arm buried in his body with the force to break it.
Kududeuk!
Quickly, Ed’s upper body turned backwards.
Like a heavy clock pendulum, it moves forward like a darting arrow.
– Quickly!
As I put my head in her philtrum, the two bodies tilted.
“Kuheugh-!”
Desperately biting his teeth, Ed walked and threw himself through the now very narrow crack in the door.
Cooong!
The door is closed.
There was nothing but Ed’s blood on the floor around it.
“”No, no, no, no!”
The three women looked at the door with pale faces and screamed and rushed toward it, but it was firmly closed and would not open again.
