Chapter 189 – The Temple
The light that had risen from the floor suddenly faded. The dizzy head and the nauseous speed subsided.
Varian opened his eyes.
“…What happened?”
This was not the corridor he had been in before. A long hallway reminiscent of the entrance to the castle. However, it was a bizarre corridor made of skulls and bones, not a corridor made of stones.
“What kind of madness is this…?”
A voice from behind.
Looking back, I see the adventurers staring at the bone wall with stunned expressions.
Fortunately, it seems that he did not fall alone.
Varian approached the wall and touched the bone himself.
“…Same.”
He is a Varian who has been fighting brutal enough to be called a berserk warrior. He had, of course, touched bones many times, and in his experience the feel of these bones was real.
“Is it magic?”
The first thing to suspect is magic. The wizard of the same adventure team always proudly said that there is no limit to magic.
So, isn’t this strange and eerie wall also made of magic?
“The bones are real.”
A voice from the front, not from behind.
A man appeared beyond the boundary of darkness where the light of the torch did not reach.
“Are these bones real?”
“Okay. Sometimes I wish I was fake, but… They’re crazier than I thought.”
The man who appeared completely before he knew it shrugged his shoulders. Varian glanced over at him.
First of all, the size is similar to yourself. But his muscles are more confident. The face is better too.
Varian grinned.
He walked slowly towards the new man.
“What if it’s not fake? Whose bones are these?”
“Who is it? These are the guys who used to live here.”
“Haha, crazy man.”
Varian leaped a short distance in an instant and punched the man in the face. His fists, which had been strengthened with mana and muscles that had been trained to the limit, were like blunt weapons.
Varian did not stop with one hit. He hit the man on the back five times in the chest and stomach.
Cool. The man coughed up blood and fell backwards. It didn’t stop there, but rolled across the floor and disappeared beyond the darkness.
– Ohhh!
An exclamation flowed from the group of adventurers behind.
It was an enemy that appeared in a bizarre and frightening situation. He looked strong because of his size, but Varian knocked it down in one fell swoop. It was something I couldn’t help but admire.
Unlike the admiring adventurers, Varian touched his wrist with regret. I thought it would be a good opponent to fight, but it turned out to be chaff.
It was when he turned to the adventurers feeling disappointed.
A chilling feeling ran through the back of my head.
Looking back right away, a withered undead clad in leather armor was raising a sword. Varian reached out and grabbed his left hand before his sword swung.
His left palm is not damaged enough to touch the blade. He took a close look at the undead while holding his sword.
“This is a kingdom..?”
The armor worn by the undead was similar to that worn by soldiers of the Kingdom Army.
“There’s more!”
An adventurer shouted from behind.
Varian raised his head and stared straight ahead. From beyond the boundary of darkness, the kingdom’s undead began approaching one by one, thrusting spears.
“Ha, I wondered where he went, and he looked everywhere.”
Still, a soldier who masturbates saying that it is better to be stable than an adventurer.
A knight who looks down on adventurers.
It seems that he has gone after everything, even the arrogant aristocrat who sees everything below him.
He liked it quite a bit, so Varian snorted.
“Everyone raise your arms! Deal with the undead! Don’t cut off your limbs halfway and attack the head with certainty!”
“Nigimi… I know everything without saying it, right? Damn, but where have all the paladins gone!”
The adventurers here weren’t babbling like rock or iron. Adventurers of the same rank who made a name for themselves in their own region. Undaunted, they prepared to face the undead.
‘There’s no need to worry.’
Varian glanced back, then stared straight ahead. She wasn’t looking at the undead. The Kingdom Army undead were walking past Varian like no one.
His gaze was directed towards the man who had been beaten by him earlier.
Her man, who had been lying face down, gently raised her body as if she had awakened from a slumber.
“Aren’t you surprised?”
“Are you surprised? Rather happy It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to have a fun fight.”
“It’s a fight…”
The man staring at Berrian’s smiling face took out a medicine cabinet from his chest and swallowed the black medicine.
Wood, wood, wood.
The sound of musculoskeletal changes.
His musculoskeletal structure grew to an unprecedented extent and his skin turned black.
“Let’s see if a fight is established.”
Red Riding Bandit leader, Derius, patted his knuckles.
– Wow!
The moment the adventurer and the undead collided, the two giants collided as a signal.
* * *
I used the pendant I had received from Orr before. As I spoke the rune word, light like a flashlight flowed from the pendant.
I always feel this pendant is pretty convenient. It’s brighter than a torch and you don’t have to waste a hand.
I made my way down the brick hallway.
“Where are you?”
That common hallway without a single window had a strong sense of closure. If I had claustrophobia, I wouldn’t have been able to breathe.
As I thought about trivial things, I reached the end of the hallway before I knew it.
There were stairs going down.
‘I don’t think it’s the way out.’
No Since I was teleported to a strange place, this stairway might be the way out.
‘What about this? I have to join the three of them quickly.’
An anomaly seen in the corridor.
Because of that, I was isolated alone in an unknown place. Maybe Seris, Kara, and Ariel are in that state too.
It was a bad situation and I had to join quickly.
I was troubled.
Should I go down the stairs or go back the way I came?
After thinking for a while, I finally decided to go down the stairs. It’s more efficient to go straight in one direction when you don’t know the way.
I went down the stairs and came out into another hallway.
However, a little different from before was a prison with iron bars on both sides of the corridor. From then on, the prisons continued to line up.
“Is it a dungeon?”
Of course, there were no prisoners in the prison.
Sometimes empty, sometimes withered corpses shackled in shackles.
‘I don’t think anyone will be here…’
Just in case, I walked towards the inside of the dungeon.
It was when the road forked and I was trying to figure out which way to go.
-…I want…
It was weak, but a voice was heard.
When I turned on the Wolf’s Pact, I heard it a little more clearly.
-It’s really too bad. A-san, I have to hold on until this job is over.
Right fork.
It moved slowly, killing signs and footsteps. The pendant was also turned off.
As we move forward a little, we see a faint flame illuminating the center of the dark hallway.
A lantern was lit on the table. Next to the table, a man was sitting in his chair, looking through his cage.
It is a low-level look that is wet with infatuation.
Whatever you say, it’s not important right now.
What matters to me right now are the two undead standing next to that man.
One of them was an undead but had the size and forearms of an orc. It seems that his face is fierce and his personality is similar.
The other looks like an ordinary undead, but dangerous. My senses, and the senses of the Wolf King obtained through the Wolf’s Pact, were telling me that he was in danger.
‘What should I do? Pass by ignoring or not…’
Shall we kill the undead and catch that slimy guy and extract the information?
It wasn’t a long worry.
I took out my silver dagger.
* * *
“Can I just do it once? If you don’t tell me anyway, no one will know, right?”
Disgusting voices and words.
Maria raised her head and stared at the man who let out a disgusting voice. It’s also ugly to be fit for a disgusting voice.
It would be nice if I could slit that ugly facial hide myself with a dagger. His regret was that his arms were bound by shackles and he couldn’t do that.
“If you touch me, the church members won’t let you go, right?”
Maria was a candidate for sainthood.
Candidate for the ‘Eye of the End’, a cult who worships a false god, not a real god.
She was the woman who would become His first servant and concubine on the day of His descent, whom the eyes of the demise serve.
Concubine.
At the thought of that word, Mary laughed at her own predicament.
How did it happen?
Originally, she was the second daughter of a wealthy family.
A successful father in the city, a beautiful and benevolent mother. Her older sister who takes great care of her younger siblings and her immature but cute younger siblings. In addition, her fiancé, who is rumored to have a good personality, although she does not know her face.
Her ordinary girls had an admirable life, but Maria was tired of her own life, saying it was like a wheel.
A twist came to such a boring life.
That day was the day she went to see another city with her family after a long time.
I was attacked by masked cultists.
Her father and younger brothers were horribly murdered and her mother was violated right in front of her eyes. Maria and her sisters were dragged into restraints as they heard her mother’s tearing screams.
The place he was brought to was an unknown underground prison. There were already five girls, including her and two of her sisters, in a prison cell so narrow that six of her would lie down on it.
In the room next door. Even in the next room. Inside all the bars in the dungeon, girls the age of Maria were imprisoned.
The kidnappers, the cultists, monitored and controlled them. I was restricted from eating and could not speak comfortably.
You’ve lost your freedom
– We’ll be fine. Sooner or later, the person from my father’s business will realize something strange and send someone.
Sonia, her eldest sister, soothed her younger siblings, Maria and Jaina, as she always did.
I thought I could go back to the old days.
While having hope.
Soon after, Sonia was taken away by cultists and never returned. Starting with her, she was taken by the cultists several times a day, and none returned. Maria’s sister, Jaina, also did not return.
Maria regretted that she thought her life was boring. She prayed to God that if she could go back then she could do anything.
From morning till night.
She had a level of sincerity comparable to that of a true saint.
But whether there is no god, or if there is, she was not on her side.
It was her turn to be dragged in.
Maria resisted, but to no avail.
She was forcibly dragged in and tied to the bed. Her cultists fed her with her strange black drug.
Am I going to die now?
Will I be able to meet her family?
Fear and resignation.
Those two feelings crossed and she survived.
Her cult members saw her and shed tears of joy. Maria didn’t know why, but she was relieved that she survived. She had hope that maybe she would be free again.
But she never got her freedom again.
Once again, she had to watch other girls being put to death in a small cage.
Scream. Blood. Scream. Flesh. Scream. Curse. Scream.
Oh my god
It hasn’t been long since I’ve come to trust you. However, I can say that I have found you more faithfully than anyone else.
But is this the result?
Is it my destiny to be treated like cattle and helplessly watch other girls cry out?
Is it so. Admit it. I was stupid.
I couldn’t find you.
I shouldn’t have depended on you.
I should have moved myself.
The experiment was successful and the cheering cultists had to be stabbed in the back of the head with a sharp object.
I had to somehow kill the other cultists and save the girls.
No, in the first place, when the cultists surrounded the carriage, they should have grabbed something and killed them all.
But I don’t have that power.
I want to kill all the hateful cultists and those disgusting bastards who stare at me with sullen eyes and gouge out their eyes, but I don’t have the strength to do that.
So I have to use another method.
The cultists valued Mary’s virginity. She said a saint must be chaste or me?
Well then. If I give a virgin to that disgusting bastard, will I cease to be a saint?
So how will those cult bastards react? Do you want to cry and make a fuss? What’s going on with that disgusting bastard? Maybe die very horribly?
It must be a thrilling experience just imagining it.
So, one last warning.
Damn god.
If you please have pity on me, if you do not want your faithful devotee to sacrifice his virginity to that disgusting criminal.
Kill that crap
Please brutally kill the cultists who are worse than trash.
Mary’s last prayer.
The disgusting scum entered the cage with a disgusting face on it.
Yes, there is no God after all.
It was when Maria was about to give up.
-Kieek!
-Kwaaak!
Someone appeared and took care of the two undead with quick movements.
“What, what?!”
The disgusting scum panicked and put his hand in his bosom. Maria hastily kicked him with her unshackled foot.
Garbage’s body leaned forward and the man kicked him in the face and came inside.
“What are you?”
A man with a frown looking down at the trash.
Mary saw God.
