Chapter 119 – 119 – Solitude and Surrounding
Rain and Magul have something in common.
The former can be estimated through the dampness in the air, and the latter can roughly be guessed when it will appear through the analysis of ‘Heresy Inquisitor’ candidates.
But today, raindrops fell without warning and visited the wasteland for the first time in a long time.
Coincidentally, just now, a demon cave full of monsters burst out without warning.
And someone saw it as an opportunity.
“Ah! Why is it raining now? The sky is abandoning me!”
Madou Hongsalgwi shouted loudly. Then he turned his back on the monsters he was dealing with and quickly ran away.
The Shingyo warriors looked back and blinked as they walked away. With an expression that said he didn’t understand at all.
The sky has abandoned you? What does that mean? Is there a reason why it is disadvantageous when it rains? If it rains in this wasteland, will the rivers overflow?
However, those who had deep experience in Sapa and Heukdo understood Hongsalgwi’s deep wisdom.
“As expected…!”
The head of Byeokcheonmun Gate slapped his forehead and shouted. And like a person who realized something, he followed Hongsalgwi.
The members of Byeokcheonmun ran with Munju, looking like they had no idea what was going on. And soon, as the warriors caught up with them, they understood Munju’s meaning.
“When it rains in the Lanbo Desert, I have a promise to keep with my loved one!”
“I have a water phobia, so that’s enough!”
“My martial arts skills cannot shine when it rains. It’s a pity!”
“Ugh, if my mother hadn’t passed away on a rainy day around this time of year…!”
“Fuck you, Hongsalgwi! Didn’t we eat the dumplings that your mother made for you at home a month ago?”
“Shut up! Are you oblivious? I will never invite you to my mom’s house again!”
Due to the idiots leaving the battlefield first without agreement, Shingyo’s warriors were forced to help them retreat and receive the offensive.
And soon they too became furious and cried out for retreat. This was because the religious elders who had followed the religious leader retreated, unable to overcome just a few monsters who appeared to be mendicant monsters.
“Even Elder Hong suffered internal injuries…!”
“Repair and hit again! Let’s go back!”
“Wherever you want-“
The demon king’s fragments exposed their teeth and attempted to capture the fugitives. However, the renowned elders did not take it lightly.
As an acrid toxic fog mixed with arsenic poison sprayed in front of his eyes, the demon king’s fragments covered his face and he quickly lowered his head.
After catching their breath, the elders all turned around. And I was embarrassed.
They saw a terrible looking monster blocking their path.
And then I heard the dervish who had been fighting just now shouting sharply at the monster.
“These are half-assholes. Kill them and finish them off!”
The monster raised its sharp, flashing greatsword. The exhausted elders retreated, foreboding the end.
However, even when rainwater dripped from the sword and even when the demon king’s fragments shook off the poison, the monster did not strike the sword.
The demon king’s fragment opened its eyes again and looked dumbfounded as it saw the elders running away from the monster.
“What are you doing?”
“Mom and dad.”
The monster opened its distorted mouth.
The direction of the muddy voice and crushed eyeballs was not towards the fragments of its owner, the Demon King.
It was facing a puddle of water lapping beneath its feet. Even when rainwater falls and ripples form, you don’t look any more distorted.
“I miss you.”
“Gunther Waldenhardt’s assurance was useless. No matter how many decades I spent in a different background, I can’t believe someone who is essentially the same as me would make such an illusion.”
The Demon King’s fragment approached the flesh monster with a murderous smile.
Regardless, the monster was frozen in a posture holding the warrior’s sword high. Maybe you remember a time when you proudly took that stance.
The Demon King’s fragment stretched out his hand. To cut off that delusion along with his life.
“Once my ego becomes weaker through repeated killings and resurrections, I’ll see if I can be useful then.”
[I want to meet my parents again.]
The Demon King’s fragment raised its head.
A huge fireball was falling, tearing through the dark clouds. Exactly over his head.
There was no time to react. When he sensed that the fragments of the other demon kings standing on top of the demon cave in the wasteland were out of the ordinary and turned his head, the fireball had already shattered one of the fragments.
The meteor that crushed one of the demon king’s group and made the rest nervous came to life, writhed, and swung the fire on its body towards the demon army.
The monsters, who were quite exhausted from suddenly dealing with the strong easterners, were reduced to ashes without knowing what was happening as their breaths were mixed with flames.
[I don’t know if you are worthy of such a simple wish.]
In an instant, the being that created the disaster suddenly collapsed into a single point. And then he landed gently on the stairs of the Magul cave.
The simple sound of sandals hitting rainwater. The monster blinked and muttered. It’s beautiful.
Ragnaroka, the dragon lord, had a mixed look on his face at the praise.
“Adamanton Sunstorm.”
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In a way, pretending to be a boring woman saved my life.
A strong scent, applied to hide the smell, remained faintly on the road, giving a hint to Eshen, who had been smelling the scent the longest.
The leader’s carriage runs away. And a smell wafting from a far away direction. It’s a situation where you have to see it in the end to know which of the two is false.
So last night, our party split into sister Taiga and the rest.
And, fortunately, both sides achieved remarkable results.
The Taiga sisters, who headed to the mountain with Shingyo’s expulsion squad, rescued the hostages. And the rest of the party members who followed the carriage to the end…
“We chased down the Gunther replica and captured it after a battle.”
“Or maybe it’s a copy of Gunther. I don’t know what it is, but I caught it anyway.”
“Oh my god, is everyone hurt?”
“I was wondering if I would wake up from a hard time. I have the best healer in the first place, so why worry?”
Lennie pointed to the window. A lizard with a cart hanging from it was running and digging hard in the sand.
And on that cart, along with Protestant warriors, is a tightly tied bald figure. Morgan muttered, frowning at her.
“When you see it in bright light, it really sparkles. Damn you.”
“Last time I thought I caught that guy, something terrible happened. So I’m pickling him and taking him to the Bishandok that put even Nidroga to sleep.”
“Through?”
“I pierced his vital area with a knife, but there was no response. He fell asleep perfectly.”
Lennie casually said something creepy. In a voice full of hostility towards the author who almost harmed the party members.
“And now is the time to worry about that? Prepare for shock.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Hands pressing and hugging me from all directions. The cheers and cries of colleagues.
I barely got my mouth out through the gap and muttered.
“Many Buu.”
“Are you suddenly thirsty? Tell me straight.”
Leni giggled and teased, but the pressure was too much to pronounce correctly.
“Hold your breath…”
“I was suffocated too! Where have you been? Come now, Tan!”
The party members’ fuss causes Shingyo’s aerial chariot to shake. The flying dragons that were lifting and moving the carriage were cackling as if they were making loud noises.
As they are transported back on that luxurious vehicle, the room is full of laughter and tears due to the joy of seeing them safely again. Thanks to this, I think I shed a few tears too.
Sister Monica, who has a heavy body part that drives people crazy, hugs my head in front of me and whimpers.
Morgan asks if she’s hurt and is repeating her words that she’s glad she grabbed my leg and fumbled and hung on my back as Nidro was too strong.
And the tall Isilun is holding us from above with a playful face. I somehow managed to get my head out between my colleagues’ skin and grunted.
“Monica and Nidrogar say so, but Isilun? Is it okay for a bodyguard to suffocate the person being guarded?”
“Try to get him to retreat with an order.”
“I don’t know about you two, but Isilun is heavy, so please come out. Too much happened just a moment ago, so I’m exhausted.”
“I don’t like it. It’s nice to see you, so I’ll hold you a little longer. My heart is just as broken as the other party members.”
“Did you?”
“What will your father think if he goes back and tells you that you are dead? He brought me here in hopes that his old colleague will have less trouble from now on.”
I still don’t think Adamantone’s family needs to repay what he owes, but it doesn’t hurt to feel like someone cares about me.
I smiled while stroking the heads of my sister and Nidroga.
“I’m glad the person who cares is a colleague.”
“Hmm. Rather than ‘because my family cares’, is it better just ‘because I’m a colleague’?”
Of course, ‘family awareness’ does not mean Uncle Mansell. It means adamantone. We both know it.
However, it is warmer to pretend not to know some things. Especially if the other person is a good person who has a sense of debt to me.
“Of course. If Isilun is captured, I will worry about her not because she is Uncle Mansell’s daughter, but because she is a colleague.”
“I don’t know who is being considerate of who. Are you so relaxed after almost dying?”
Isilun laughed helplessly. He kept ruffling my hair as if the sense of distance had diminished by a layer.
“I’m telling you! Does she even know what she almost got into? She was worried!”
Her sister sulked, her nose filled with tears.
I can guess why she came out in such a hurry. She was dressed in her fur pajamas and cape, hanging in the room of Cheonmu Guesthouse.
If it weren’t for the carefully sewn cloak, that explosive body that made it impossible to distinguish between public and private would have been sticking out. I want to leave a kiss mark on that white chest that I can see at a glance. Shit.
What about riding Nidro on a piggyback ride? After suffering so much from the heat, all my clothes seemed uncomfortable, so I was only wearing short pants and a thin shirt. The moistness and softness of the thighs wrapped around my body while being carried on my back are so satisfying.
“Thank goodness. I’m so glad…”
“That’s right. I’m really glad.”
Morgan muttered bitterly and tried to pull Nidrogar away from me. And when Nidroga, who was as tightly attached to her as a cicada, stroked her, she sighed like her distraught mother.
“But it’s not the time to be crazy and happy yet. Although it’s not as big as in Linden, a demon cave has emerged, and six more people who resemble Gunther Waldenhardt have appeared.”
“Eight. We caught two.”
“···Sigh, is it a tuna? Is there even a floating fishing ground for those bald bastards? Anyway, we have to be ready to fight again without stopping-“
“There’s no need for that.”
We looked to the side at the sound of friendly words. A pretty woman dressed like a suburban dairy farmer was smiling sadly at us from outside.
Everyone’s eyes turned to her elbow resting on the window frame. Since the window was open in the first place, someone could pass by and talk to me.
However, this cannot be done at 800 meters in the air. Morgan jumped up in disgust.
“It’s a ghost!”
“It’s mother!”
“···Sorry!”
Nidroga smiled brightly and welcomed her rod. She was, ironically, a few seconds behind Morgan.
