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Noru, Master of Cheokcheok in Another World 523

Noru, Master of Cheokcheok in Another World 523

Chapter 523 – The World of the Dead (1)

The desert night was cool enough to move.

‘Somehow I end up saying this shit every night.’

Shaking my head, I threw the rune stone on the ground and left the alley. At night, the lights of the street flooded the back alley as if basking in the sun, licking my back and passing by.

The hounds of Satis lurked, and the specific space was a private house built like a fortress.

Although it was not at the level of a manor house or government office, it was a house that could satisfy and live in the common people. Could it be a small mansion?

‘Didn’t the rumor say that the house was built strictly so that the people who got into shit in the past couldn’t take revenge on a gangster bastard who inherited his dead father’s legacy?’

To be precise, it must have been intentionally spreading such rumors.

Even if you build a stern mansion like that, no one will doubt it.

People say to hide in a forest to hide a tree, but who would have known it would be in such an obvious place. The fucking chews are so big. I’m about to dismantle the fucking bomb.

But don’t the bastards who commit serial crimes act boldly without thinking?

Thinking that his crimes were not caught because he was competent, he became more and more arrogant, and then got caught by his tail and fucked up.

That was the cliché of criminals in the first place.

─Hoo-wook!

I left the rune stones around the places Off Tomb and his friends found and came back. Is it because I was the first to come? A few of the Satis Church’s hounds, who seemed to have arrived a little late, were startled.

“What, what are you doing!”

“I hired you guys.”

I took off the mask of impression that I put on to reduce my presence.

Don’t be shy, kids. No tension.

《… Are you ready?”

“Yes. I will close the barrier right away.”

When Nefertiti, who was waiting with bated breath, asked, she took off her mask and answered.

You can continue to use it, but anyway, after a while, everyone will find out. I don’t know if it’s an impression camouflage, but the stealth effect is useless at the point of being caught.

“As scheduled, Mr. Oftum will take over the conducting. When I fight, I become less talkative.”

“Lie.”

《… Didn’t you say that?”

Unlike when I fight with you, when I use the Eye of Odin, my words are in vain.

When Nefertiti retorted, Oftum laughed.

《Okay. Did you read the outline of the operation? The real strength of this raid is our three captains, so it’s hard to make a mistake.”

“It’s okay.”

“Yes. Capture alive if possible. Kill immediately if it’s hard. There is no problem.”

“Great. Don’t start Put a barrier on it.”

─Nod.

I replied with a smirk, and while making hand signs, I scribbled the rune of ᛈ (Perth) on the rune stone I placed on the ground.

《Border Ninjutsu: Self-Isolation Art!》

─Kaching!!

A barrier made of Aura was erected in the building where the Takari of Were hiding.

The rune of ᛈ (Perth) is a rune that means ‘box’ and the stability and solidity of things.

This by itself does not become barrier magic, but if my almighty rune ᛒ (Berkanan) is added, it’s a different story.

‘I made a box shape by spreading the aura widely.’

If you do this, you will complete the murder barrier, where your body will be torn apart just by touching it. He used some mana, but it was necessary because he was trying to stop the fleeing guys.

While the building was strict, it was small, so it consumed less mana than expected.

The barrier has dug deep into the ground, so now it can’t burrow through the tunnel like a mole.

─It’s magic! It’s outside!

-What are they doing! Kick it out!

However, he could not hide such an event of mana.

The building suddenly became noisy. I clung to the wall and waited for the right moment.

《Expelling you, you are so damn gentle.》

《… Perhaps this is one of the hideaways. You don’t want to lose.”

Nefertiti gave him a short quadrant.

Aha. Once you look at the situation, if it’s a problem that will end with a few times of steaming with a club, will you move on? Fuck that’s not moderate, yeah.

But today, we didn’t come to ask you guys to watch it.

“Write…》

Oftum, who was concentrating with his hands on his hips, kicked the door made of magic material while running up.

《Yaaaaap-!!》

─Quaang!!!

The door shattered and two big fucking wooden boards flew inside. The idiots who had been swarming at the entrance of the fine two-story mansion were hit and screamed.

Uncharacteristically for the gold spoon guards in the neighborhood, those who avoided their bodies opened their eyes. Well, the three of us should be very famous.

《It’s an off-tum! Warlock Hunter!

《Nord of Britannia… ! And that bitch!”

Nefertiti gave a cool answer to the cocky pointing.

She pulls out the whip from her waist as if doing her sword. As her arms moved at such a speed that even my eyes became blurry, the short whip stretched out and hit the puppies’ stomachs evenly with medium-high heating everywhere.

─Shu-sha-sha-sha-sha-sak!!!

Assholes who can’t even make a sound and fall over!

No one died because it was an attack that did not detect an aura or use much power. It was said that they should be captured alive if possible.

《… Go downstairs and let me know!!”

Still, there were some who luckily escaped fainting, as if the power was different for each person.

Cuckoo-! Dark and negative mana soared from their bodies.

《Conquer it.》

“Yes!”

However, if the guards who haven’t polished their black magic enough to show off their appearance are our opponents, then it doesn’t have to be us, right?

Optum’s men fired arrows and threw throwing axes to subdue and kill the warlocks blocking their path.

《Nord, Nefertiti. We go downstairs.”

《Direction?》

When Nefertiti asked while slashing the black magic fireball, Off Tomb moved his eyes quickly.

《As expected, it is quite different from the blueprints registered in the Architectural Guild. Please wait a moment. The God of the Huntsman’s protection doesn’t even tell you the direction… 》

《Punishment between the gorge! Sweet Nurhachi under the sky!

I threw the spear like a billiard cue. The pillar of wind that happened to be created by the Armials family spewed out and shattered the door of a nearby warehouse.

《… Stop!! Stop them even if you die!!”

《If we send them to the place where they are, they will go through hell worse than dying!!》

The rubbish mob warlocks whose heads were bursting at Optum’s men turned blue and vomited.

“Ohh. Looks like the right answer. It’s a sharp sense.”

He showed a moderate V to the grinning Oftum. A gesture like a Saiyan prince.

《… Sweet Nurhachi?”

Ignoring Nefertiti who twisted her head, we ran towards the warehouse.

Having been bitten by me, Nefertiti asked Optum.

“Who do you think ‘those people’ are?”

“You guessed it too, didn’t you? He must be the leader of those guys.”

《Preliminary ?》

“Yes. They must be direct subordinates. The ones who take care of the troublesome tasks for you, and who are sometimes promoted to full-time members based on your achievements.”

《… Yes.”

Nefertiti muttered softly as she clutched her whip.

“Then, kill me.”

All of us dashed quickly and ran to the basement.

I don’t know why the idiots of this world love the basement so much.

***

─Quaang!!

The Nord’s spear exploded like gunpowder in the chest of a warlock who tried to block the path.

Nefertiti swung her whip, spurring the ceiling directly above, dodging the flames from the explosion. The throats of slain and zombified warriors were pulled out like lollipops from a sales stand.

《Obvious. An unpleasant feeling tingles.”

─Quickly. Off Tomb slit the throat of the captive warlock and clicked his tongue.

After breaking down the basement door of a warehouse that was no less than a barrier, the space they entered was teeming with dozens of zombies and warlocks with outstanding skills. To the extent that three master level warriors were delayed for about 3 minutes.

However, beyond the iron gate that was revealed through such an obstacle, the demonic energy that resonated with his blessing was pouring out.

‘… Whoa. It looks like it’s going crazy again.’

There, when he noticed that the Hunt God had no sworn enemies, a bitter taste filled Optum’s mouth.

“In a bad mood.”

Nefertiti narrowly frowned at the blood in the shape of human handprints on the iron gate.

At the end of the passage, which was a single road, there was a closed room wrapped around the wall like a box made of iron plates.

It doesn’t even have windows, but it feels larger than the camouflage building up there. What made it even disgusting was the fact that the area around the iron plate was stained black, as if splashed with splatter water from the transport sites brought by those who were supposed to be conversing inside.

─Thump. Nord stamped his feet where he stood.

It was very dull, but it was a hollow reverberation, like hitting a thick iron plate.

‘Is your stomach empty? There will be noise between floors.’

This empty sound. This means that there is also a basement underneath.

I stroked his chin as if I realized that I didn’t even have to say off tom.

“There is a basement. I just can’t see the stairs going down. Hmm, then where the stairs might be——”

“There.”

Nefertiti pointed to a secret room covered with iron plates.

A darkroom in close contact with one side of the wall. There should be a stairway leading down to the basement.

If you want to pierce, you can pierce, but you don’t even know the extent of the underground, but you can’t just go down.

I don’t think I should be locked up and die as a member, but who knows? Could there be an underground space hundreds of meters high?

‘There are several inside. About 20 people?’

Was there no escape route? Or what kind of pride made it that way? The other side of the door was full of people.

Nord, who was frowning, made eye contact with his party and placed his hand on the doorknob.

Noru, Master of Cheokcheok in Another World

Noru, Master of Cheokcheok in Another World

이세계 척척석사 노루
Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
After three years of living as a graduate student in a different world, my advisor carried my graduation thesis. [Another World], [Harem], [Druid]

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