Chapter 135 – Dungeon (10)
I desperately turned my drowsy head and tried to understand the current situation.
First, the surrounding area is a sea of fire.
Are these orcs using fire? Since the floor is stone, you would have to pour oil on it to use fire, but why would they do that?
I would have just pushed it through the numbers.
The front and back didn’t match. Judging that I needed more information, I rolled my eyes.
Seris next to me.
Kara holding a sword in front of me and aiming at the fire.
Patrick exhaling heavily with shield and sword
Andrew and Joey were not there.
“Ceris Andrew and Joey?”
“…That is.”
“You got hit.”
“Yes…”
Seris nodded her head in a somber voice.
Up teeth were split If I hadn’t rested, none of this would have happened. A faint sense of guilt rang in his chest.
But now is not the time to get sentimental.
“This fire? Did Belita do it?”
“Yes that’s right. How did you know?”
“I just hit him. I think so.”
It seemed like he was usually hiding something, but was it like this?
I got up from my seat and brushed my ass. I don’t know the details of what’s going on, but I just wanted to know about it.
I approached Belita, who was sweating profusely.
“Hey, are you okay?”
“Does this fucking look good to you?”
“No, it looks damn hard.”
“Fuck…”
Belita smiled as if it was ridiculous. Then she looked at the wide open fire with a serious face again.
“Get ready when you wake up. I’ve blocked it with fire now, but that’s only for a moment. Soon, the orcs might come running through the fire.”
“What about the numbers?”
“Even if I can’t, I’ll be twenty.”
“…That sucks.”
It wasn’t long ago that I thought about whether or not to break through to 5, but to say I’m 20.
There’s not even a laugh.
“Hey, close your eyes for a moment.”
“What?”
“I don’t have time to explain. Hurry up. And Uncle Patrick.”
“Yes?”
Belita and Patrick were momentarily taken aback, but then closed their eyes. Sister Ceris gave her one glance, and she closed it on her own.
I opened the shop window and bought 4 potions. I quickly caught it about to fall to the floor.
“You can float now.”
“Hey, what are you…”
As soon as Belita opened her eyes, she was about to say a word. She handed her a potion, which made her shut up.
“What, when did you bring these things?”
“You do not have to know.”
The remaining three potions were handed over to Patrick and Celis sisters.
“What if I give you all of this, brother?”
Kara holding the potion looked at me with a worried expression.
“Don’t worry about me, worry about you.”
I stroked their heads and pulled out the daggers from their waists. Seris and Kara also put in potions and each drew their weapons.
I nodded toward Belita. Belita also nodded.
The flames were extinguished.
Black bald heads swarmed before his eyes.
* * *
“Tsk, was the magician involved?”
Yariak clicked his tongue as he looked at the massive wall of fire blocking his path.
It took four days to find what I had promised to find in one day. It was as if his pride as a hunter had been crushed.
When he tried to unleash his anger by tearing humans to pieces, a disgusting magician came out this time.
There seems to be a limit to patience. Yaryak looked at the couple lying on the floor. They were the ones who screamed loudly until they died. He hacked down his corpses with an axe.
“This! Venomous! Human bastards!”
Every time the ax drew a great curve, the corpse was cut into pieces and blood spattered. Some tribe members frowned at his disrespect for the dead, but did not dissuade him.
Because I understood his anger towards humans.
By the time the male human body was cut into six pieces, the hot flames were gone.
‘At las.’
Finally, I was able to organize all the humans on the lower floor and go upstairs. Looking at the huddled humans, Yariak smiled.
On the other hand, the facial expressions of humans were not good.
They felt helpless at the number of orcs standing in their way, and they felt astonished and angry at the fragments of Andrew’s body.
In particular, Belita’s momentum was tremendous.
It was as if the extinguished flames were about to rekindle.
On the other hand, Yooseong did not show emotion on his face. He scanned the orcs with a calm gaze and looked for a gap to escape.
Yaryak didn’t like Yoosung’s expression. He wanted to see the faces contorted by human pain and anger.
‘How can he make that face?’
If all of my colleagues died right in front of me, would you show me that expression? He looked at Han Yuseong with a mischievous expression.
In the confrontation between Orcs and Humans, it was the humans who moved first. From their point of view, it was important to get ahead of the Orcs. They ran through the orcs.
“Are you trying to break through us? What a laugh!”
Yaryak grabbed an ax and jumped high. Jumping enough to easily overtake one person, he raised an axe.
The target is a magician who runs ahead.
At this rate, his thick ax would split Belita in half. Then, in the corner of his vision, something twinkled. Yariak reflexively set his ax at an angle.
Visor. The refreshing sound of metal colliding with metal.
The dagger bounced off his ax and fell to the floor.
Yariak gnashed his teeth and looked in the direction the dagger had come from. There was a dark-haired human, Yoosung, who had been calmly examining the situation earlier.
“That human… Looks like he wants to die first.”
Yaryak’s priority shifted to Meteor. It was time for him to grab his ax again.
Hwareuk.
The small flame that started from Belita’s hand grew in size and engulfed Yariak. Belita stopped the meteor that was about to finish.
“I don’t have time for that right now. Concentrate on running!”
She didn’t even hear her answer and immediately drew in her breath. A tendon stretched between his eyes. The flames that started from her arm wrapped around her sword. As she swung her sword, she drew a straight line of fire.
“Damn it, damned conjurer!”
“Don’t back down! Can you stand back from magicians and call yourself a warrior of the Red Mountains!”
The orcs each shouted and tried to overcome Belita’s fire. However, the results were inconclusive.
Bondi magic is the conversion of mana to create other substances.
Naturally, there was a difference between what was made of mana and what existed in nature. The difference in being swayed by mana resistance.
Mana has the property of repelling mana other than itself.
Humans are born with mana and have mana resistance no matter how big or small. The damage received from mana fire and natural fire is different.
Orcs, on the other hand, do not have any mana. There is no such thing as spirit that can replace mana.
All you have is a strong body.
Of course, there was no such thing as mana resistance, and to them, mana fire and natural fire were the same.
That’s why orcs hate wizards, and why they can’t stand them.
‘Okay, I can get out of here at this rate.’
Belita was relieved internally. It’s heartbreaking what happened to Andrew and Joey, but right now, it’s important that they survived.
Revenge can be done later.
‘The problem is that I showed the fire…’
If they find out about this, it will be very annoying.
What to do
‘Should I keep quiet?’
Well, that seems to be the case. Not to mention Patrick, the other three wouldn’t be lighthearted either. Kara and Seris are a little worried, but Yooseong will take care of that.
Belita thought about her future work. For she judged that the orcs could not resist her fire.
That judgment was only half right.
No ordinary orc could resist the fire she created. But they were no ordinary orcs.
“Oohhh!!”
It is an orc that was remodeled by a certain magician.
The orc’s thick fist was directed at Belita’s forehead. By the time she noticed, it was too late to avoid it. If it hadn’t been for the meteor that attacked right away, he would have been hit right away.
“Are you okay?”
“Uh, uh…”
Yoosung and Belita immediately stood up from the floor. The orcs glared at the meteor and Belita clearly while convulsing as their bodies burned.
“Fuck, even trolls get scared and run away when they catch fire. These bastards are so tough.”
Belita let out her displeasure.
Even so, he drew his sword and prepared for the next attack. She is a skilled adventurer. It has already been successful in responding to variables.
Orc’s follow-up blow came.
Belita, careful not to let her fire go out, she confronted the orcs. She swung her sword, dodging the ax and blades that came around her. Her sword was refined and neat, unlike her previous rugged and simple sword.
It’s like moving as if you’ve become a different person.
But no matter how much she shows her skills, she has two arms. As her orcs determined to target her, she had no choice but to be pushed back.
“Witch doctor! Die!”
“Fuck…!”
Her sword ricocheted off the orc’s axe. Belita’s arms were pulled back and her upper body was defenselessly exposed. Her meteor clung to the back of her orc who was about to stab her to death.
He stabbed his shoulder with the daggers in both hands and pulled it out immediately. Orc staggers as he punctures his neck. Not knowing if he would recover, he plunged his dagger deep into his heart.
Yooseong looked back at Belita.
“Hey, it’s okay…”
“Next!”
Yoosung hurriedly turned his gaze to the side. A blunt weapon the size of his face was right nearby. When it’s too late to dodge or block, and the kaleidoscope is about to rise,
“Profit!”
Seris intervened. Bang! With a dull sound, Ceris’s shield was completely distorted. She floated through her air, missing her shield.
“Uh…?”
Meteor stared blankly at Seris, who was floating in the air. Familiar scenes overlapped in her and Yoosung’s heads.
In Meteor’s eyes, the image of Ceris floating in the air was seen slowly. She overlapped the scenes deeply embedded in her and her meteor’s head.
* * *
One day, in the third year of middle school, Yooseong returned from school.
He went home, worried about what kind of drunkenness his father was going to do today, and wished he hadn’t beaten him.
Contrary to his worries, the house was quiet. His father sat in front of the computer and drank his soju from a bottle. His eyes were fixed only on the monitor.
He has red ears and looking at the soju bottles wandering around, he must have already been very drunk.
While thinking that Yooseong was fortunate, I suddenly wondered what my father was looking at so intently.
“See what?”
Father had no answer. It wasn’t anything special, so Yooseong quietly stared at the monitor behind his father.
Dad glanced at the meteor and played the video again from the beginning.
The video being played was a black box video of a car. The car is running at a speed of 40 km without any problems.
After about 10 seconds of running, there was a crosswalk. The traffic light turns yellow. The car, which was about to cross the crosswalk, stepped on the accelerator to cross quickly.
Just then, a woman with long hair jumped out trying to cross the crosswalk where the signal had changed.
It was so close that there was no time to make a sudden stop. The woman, who hit her head-on with her car, was blown about 2m and hit her head first on the floor.
The moment I saw it, Yooseong knew that this was a video of a black box accident. A black box video that the person in charge uploads on Mutube saying that it is unfair. Even after realizing the identity of the video, Yooseong couldn’t take his eyes off him because of a strange sense of incongruity.
Cold sweat ran down her face, and her heart tightened to the point of suffocation.
In the meantime, his father moved the play bar of the video with a nonchalant face.
Right before the woman gets hit by a car.
A woman is hit by a car. She flies away and bangs her head on her floor.
A woman is hit by a car. She flies away and hits her head on the floor.
A woman is hit by a car. She flies away and hits her head on the floor.
“Oh, Dad. What are you doing?!”
Yoosung shouted with a trembling voice. Still, his father moved his regeneration bar with his nonchalant face. Yoosung stared at the video blankly, unable to do this or that, and soon sat down on the floor helplessly.
The father then pressed the space bar to freeze the video.
He said in a gloomy voice.
“Your mother is a tough person. To the extent that she made sure to turn off the electricity and gas and unplug the power cord before going out. There is absolutely no one who crosses the crosswalk without checking the lane.”
Click the space bar.
A woman is hit by a car. She flies away and hits her head on the floor.
The swivel chair my father was sitting on turned. The drunken father looked at the meteor with bloodshot eyes. His eyes are trembling and watery little by little. He said in a trembling voice, a voice about to cry.
“Your mother died because of you.”
