Chapter 148 – Visitors From Another Dimension (2)
As I went down to the second floor, other adventurers began to appear.
Origin could not be determined. Adventurers like the one I saw at the Auduumla Guild would understand. There are also teams dressed as explorers or wizards.
“After coming down to the second floor, the number of people has increased.”
“Yeah. It also picks up a lot of noise in my ears.”
When Tyrsi spoke, Frank pulled on the tip of his ear.
With so many people, the method of detecting the franc, which relied on the senses, was useless. There were so many suspicious puppies behind.
Those who look for a secret passage somewhere in the wall with bloodshot eyes, and those who are wary of everyone else like thieves, are still sane bastards.
If you go to the depths of the ruins and the number of people decreases, there will be puppies who are aiming for other parties.
When was the time when I started my adventurer life and had the most income!
‘It was when I robbed the circus troupe and robbed their property.’
It was then that I made the most money at one time. Receiving the mithril was a gift from Nefertiti, so let’s move on.
‘The easiest way to make money is to throw another party and open your pocket.’
Defeating the circus was a very special situation, but anyway, in another world, there was nothing easier to make money than sucking someone else’s blood.
‘There are very few bastards who openly kill and rob people.’
So, they drag monsters and make them kill them instead.
It’s a party where everyone except me is female, so I need to be more careful. Aren’t they a group of beauties whose mothers don’t even know who they are, and who give birth to them?
─Fall off.
We entered a room with a rotten wooden door. It is full of footprints, perhaps after being robbed. Tyrsi picked up an empty bottle from there.
“It’s a potion. It had been left for a long time, so the cap had rotted, and the contents had all evaporated.”
“Would you be able to sell it if you had it left?”
Rari Lura asked as she looked at the bottles in her room. There are a few empty spaces on the neatly organized shelves. It seemed that those who came first took only the bottle with the remaining potion inside.
Tirshi smiled bitterly.
“Please. A potion that is over 100 years old would need an elixir to remain intact. Even if it remains, it is just vinegar made from medicinal herbs.”
“Herbal vinegar? Aha! Adding it to your cooking is good for your health!”
“Then why can’t you just run away? After getting upset.”
“Is that enough? Well, the people who took it say that if the vinegar doesn’t sell, use it as poison.”
“Hmm. I do not know. They say that too much medicine becomes poison, but wouldn’t it be easier and faster to just use poison?”
When it comes to her field of expertise, Tyr Sido’s jokes didn’t work. This was the peculiarity of criminals.
“Hey, hey. Honey Stop talking and come and help me.”
Then Dana tugged at my sleeve. His rough tone and his way of doing things differently are so damn passive that he’s so cute.
I was about to give her a kiss on the cheek.
“What? Did you find any records?”
“If there was such a thing, those who came first would have swept it away. Look at this.”
– Moongrak. Dana showed the label on the potion bottle. A pattern engraved on a bottle with glass crafts! I knew what it was.
“Oleum Sanctum?”
“Uh. Didn’t I see it wrong? To me, this looks like the symbol of a potion maker from the Golden Age?”
“In my eyes, though… Why is this here?”
Oleum Santoum is a famous potion maker from an ancient civilization.
It is said that it was a group so large that the word company was not enough. To the extent that the phrase “I bought and placed a few dozen potions of Oleum Sanctum~” Is an easy phrase to find in the ruins.
“Was this room a potion storage?”
“That’s a lot for a warehouse, isn’t it?”
At her words, Larry Lura pretended to be rock-picking by Fran.
“Yes. Is the entrance security not good? If it were me, I would have picked it with just two needles.”
“… In case you don’t know, do you keep this as a reference?”
“Why?”
“What if it’s empty?”
Isn’t that what the guys who lived in the tower kept as a first-aid kit? It didn’t seem necessary, but Dana wrapped the bottle well in a cloth.
“Larilura?”
“Yes~. Open♡!”
─Click. The bottle went into the stomach of Lingling 3.5. That ship is being treated as a convenient warehouse by the owner, Lalilura.
We looked around the second floor and went downstairs. Combat was avoided as much as possible. It’s because they don’t come out of loot even if you catch them.
“Hey~? If this is the case, I lose the bet and get hurt by my seniors? A senior is also a senior. Are you really okay with such a cowardly victory?
“If you go down further, you will fight even if you don’t like it. Stay calm.”
“Hing.”
If it’s hing and nabal and it’s possible not to fight, that’s the best. Quiet the half-serious, half-serious Lalilura and start moving.
Avoiding battle was a struggle for Franc.
“This way, it’s noisy inside. I think we are fighting.”
With the power of a ring and mana, Fran plays the role of a radar!
Thanks to those francs, we were able to avoid fighting after the first fight. I tried to listen, but I couldn’t discern the noise so well.
─Crunch square.
Along the way, Dana made a map. This is because healers don’t have to react late in the early stages of battle.
So when I went down to the 3rd floor.
For the first time, we found a space that seemed untouched by others. Tyrsi brought up a question on behalf of the party.
“… Hey everyone? Are you going over there?”
“I don’t want to go… There must be a reason why those who came earlier than us didn’t go…”
Lalilura pointed her finger at the entrance of the passage.
A wall stained with dark blood.
“It hasn’t been long since I spilled it.”
I barely noticed the color of the blood. I entered there triumphantly, and Abababat?! The adventurer’s face, which must have been caught in a trap, caught my eye.
“I spilled so much. I hope you get treatment in time.”
“What is the character of making the sign of the cross after just saying that? No, no sister has no religion.”
“The heart is what matters. Can’t you give me a druid funeral here? That’s the only religion I know.”
“The Druid funeral is far away.”
“Making people out of rice straw, picking them up, filling them up with corpses, and setting them on fire.”
Damn, Ulster seems to have such a culture.
“Britannia has something similar. Burning.”
“That’s the way criminals are executed. Ah, can’t it be said that it’s similar in that only the bones are left behind when it’s supposed to be burned?”
“If you call for a barbecue, a wild boar will come… Even if you just kiss me, my stomach will get bigger… That’s why the cuter lotus…”
“You madman.”
Anyway, at the end of an elegant meeting between Dr. Seok and Dr. I suggested a way to dismantle the trap here.
“Franc?”
“Yes.”
At my call, Frank took out a knife from his leather armor.
I said, admiring the wisdom of our Franc, who understands even if they talk like shit.
“GO, Golem. GO.”
***
《Poetry, arise as a god (Dd.F xa m nTr)… ?》
“GOGOGOGOGooooo—!!”
Despite Frank’s poor pronunciation, the golem was created successfully.
It was an earthen golem with a throwing knife as its core. Since it’s indoors without soil, it will take mana to maintain, but it’s okay since I don’t intend to use it for a long time.
“Done!”
Fran cheered and made the golem move. It was slow to the point of bursting my stomach when I watched it, but it was so damn reliable because it had teeth on its back.
“Ah. But sister. Is his core sticking out half way? Are you okay with that condition?”
Ralilura pointed to the core buried in the golem’s neck.
If it was a normal golem, you could call it a failure. It’s like putting your heart out of your chest. But this time it’s the best.
“Oh, that’s fine. Lalilula. Yes, can you connect 〈 puppet 〉 to the core?”
“——Oh! Okay? If it breaks or falls, I can pull it and retrieve it, right?”
“I’m glad I don’t have to explain. Our Ralilura is straight.”
“Hehe, I’m a bit smart.”
Lari Lura bragged and connected the thread of her mana to her golem’s core.
Now, even if it is smashed or crashed, it will be possible to retrieve it. I even carved a rune into the golem’s forehead.
ᚨ (Ansuz). Grant 〈 〉. 〈 Burning Hand 〉 was a 3-step combo.
“Gooooo──!!”
A golem that has strengthened the soil with the power of runes and even gained weak heat!
Now, weight, heat, and mana-responsive traps would all work for golems.
A semi-automatic trap that was not triggered by humans would not be able to tell the difference between this golem and a fat intruder.
“The joint golem of the three of us! It’s departure☆!”
“I’m the one controlling it, though.”
─Thump! Thud!
Could it be the power of rune magic? The golem, which became fast and precise, challenged to dismantle the trap according to Frank’s manipulation.
Well, even so, Fran’s dexterity could not be saved. He has thick hands, so it feels like half success and half failure.
─Chunk! Thud!
─Puffpuffpuff!!
Murderous bars popped out, skewering the golem. Disassembly failed.
“GOGOGO.”
But it has nothing to do with an earthen golem that is not a creature, has no intelligence, and feels no pain!
Have you ever seen people scouring stuffed animals for holes? The 3-minute instant golem poured dirt and moved on to the next trap.
─Rumble!!
─Denggung!
─Kooung!
After being caught in the trap 4 or 5 times, Fran, as if he had given up now, took off the trap with all his might.
In TRPG, there is a strategy in which warriors believe in healers or potions and move forward while taking traps with their bodies.
“Ahahahaha! It’s comfortable! My stomach hurts when other guys see it, so I’ll look for it!”
Dana was delighted with the golem’s great performance, even applauding. The show of dismantling the golems without bypassing those complex traps was so fucking refreshing.
Fran muttered while concentrating on the operation.
“Dana. Some traps don’t work. I think it’s because I haven’t taken care of it for a long time. Also, the structure of the trap doesn’t feel like it was designed while erecting the building.”
“That you installed additionally after it was created?”
“Yeah, maybe? At first, it seems that it was built as a normal tower without preparing for intruders.”
“Putting traps in the tower is a waste of money. If it wasn’t for a place covered with dirt like this, you could break down the ceiling or wall and move on.”
Said Tyrsi. It was a tactic we couldn’t take.
‘Because if I waste my mana, I’ll get beaten by monsters.’
Even if the relics were smashed, it would be difficult, and if the tower was destroyed without thinking, the tower could collapse and be buried under the soil.
“The dissolution is over. I have found every trap I can find.”
Frank said that and canceled the golem maintenance.
Fran, who can feel mana, is saying that, so he must have dismantled everything. It’s not difficult if you just look for traps. It’s difficult to dismantle without looking back.
─Patter.
The soil made of mana gradually lost its shape and disappeared. Larry Lura retrieved her knife and gave it to Fran. I also unlocked the runes.
We proceeded through the aisles cautiously. The trap did not trigger.
“Hehe. Our franc is the best What would I have done without you?”
Hehe.”
Fran was delighted when I praised her while touching her ear. It was a dangerous place, so I couldn’t stay for long. Dana kicked her tongue as he advanced down her aisle.
“It’s a stone gate. Looks like another trap?”
“Where?”
Fran found a stone door that had stood the test of time and put on the glove.
An object made of thick leather. Wearing something like that and holding a lockpick, Fran touched the doorknob and looked at it, then backed off.
“If you try to open the doorknob, a poison needle comes out. It’s the old way, so it’s easy to find, but hard to dismantle. Can I break it?”
“Who is against it?”
No When the party members silently agreed, Lalilura spoke.
“If it’s about breaking things, leave it to Lingling~☆! Poisoned arrows and fireworks are all nonchalant~?”
“Please, Lalilura. My golem is weak.”
“Yes, yes.”
“Then everyone come behind me. Shield it.”
It was the first party I organized, but it felt like collaboration was going well.
The puppet moved forward and the party members came behind Dana. Dana raised his hand and took a deep breath.
─Whoa!!
I noticed that the mana moving in Dana’s body only roamed around in a fixed form. Normal magic did not feel the movement of mana so clearly.
‘Come to think of it, I’ve never seen Dana recite a spell when using magic.’
Is it like Ulster’s traditional magic? It was the same with the rune magic that Vicorn used, and all except for modern magic.
‘It’s a bicorn.’
Where is that guy now? He said he was coming to see me, but there was no news about it. Is he a distance that can’t be reached in a few days?
Apparently, in the dream, he said it as if he was far away from Sargadis. I’m not sure how I got to such a distant place in just a day or two.
─Keying!
“Done.”
Dana spread a large shield with a diameter of 3 meters. Lari Lura manipulated the mana threads that stretched from her fingers. A thick blade protruded from the sleeve of her puppet’s right arm.
“It’s a new commander! It’s called a beetroot knife☆!”
“Isn’t it time for you to feel skeptical about your naming sense?”
She should’ve noticed since the guy’s name was Lari Lula. Lingling No. 3.5, chewing my sigh, cut off the doorknob.
─Kooung!
─Rather.
The door was shattered by the punch of the puppet whose power source was strengthened. No traps were triggered. It must have been a trap set in that aisle.
We entered the room using Dana’s shield magic as a shield.
That’s what I found.
“──Laboratory?”
It was a laboratory of an ancient civilization, lined with huge spherical glass flasks and rusty pipes that could fit a person.
