Chapter 545 – The White Winged Grim Reaper (1)
〈——Hey, who are you! Show yourself!〉
Could it be that the words I muttered carelessly were the problem? The elven knights opened their eyes and shot arrows at my location. The flow of pulling the string, aiming the bow, and shooting was as smooth as flowing water.
‘Mother!’
In addition, the arrows were mixed with magic. It is also a powerful arrow capable of defeating gold-class monsters with a minimum level of high-level magic. You say you shoot that stuff without a sunscreen?
─Two puck! When I jumped to avoid it, the arrow penetrated the tree. Fortunately, it was a threatening shot. It didn’t look like he was going to kill me.
However, when I appeared and dozens of knights aimed their arrows at me at the same time, even I couldn’t help but get nervous. It was because the spirit he felt from those elven knights was no joke.
‘Yeombyeong, isn’t the enemy’s strength too different compared to the 5th floor?’
Can I win if I fight? Putting aside all of the curious things that had arisen, I put my finger on the spear that had turned into a bracelet, and the blue-haired elf, who had been guarded by the knights, raised his hand.
‘Everyone, stop! Be vigilant, but I will not allow you to attack!〉
At the words of the elf who resembled Yerna, the knights lowered their bows.
It was the same as pointing arrows at the protest, but it was a gesture that meant that he did not want to fight for now. I, who was hiding, had nothing to say because I was at fault.
Okay fuck, I have nothing to say…
‘… The more I look at it, the more I see it, isn’t it?’
I was impressed by the feeling of goosebumps.
‘No, what kind of Yerna is Yerna?’
Taking off the mask, I forced myself to change my mind. Fortunately, there was evidence that they were not the same person at all.
The length of the hair is different, and the elegance felt is also different.
Yerna had her dignity in the days when she hid her true nature, but her elf standing over there made her a different class than that bitch. She was the way she dressed and behaved to give the feeling that she was of noble origin.
《… Warrior of the heathen. Sudden attack, excuse me. My knights were sharp and committed rudeness.”
Her long-eared elf greeted her by slightly lifting her skirt.
It was a Romanian etiquette, but the language spoken was Narmer. The language I shared with the party was ancient Romanian.
I hesitated a bit before answering. In case you don’t know, let’s use honorifics until we meet.
“No. I must have been at fault for hiding and stealing. But with all due respect, may I ask where this place is?”
《… Aren’t you Sehetefibra’s envoy?”
The elf called Delphiria asked as if he was perplexed.
I also had a headache. I can’t see the flow of the story at all.
“I mean? Why do you hate me… Did you consider yourself an envoy of Pharaoh?”
《Isn’t the butterfly on your shoulder the work of Sehetefibra? On the way to Alfheim, it must be a magic item cast together so that you do not get lost in the barriers of space…》
She slipped out of my arms at some point and pointed to a fluttering compass butterfly. Was this butterfly like that?
《That butterfly won’t follow others without Sehetefibra’s permission. So I thought you were the messenger who came with her reply, wasn’t it?”
Sehetefibra’s reply? It was something unheard of.
It was at the time when I thought that it would be convenient and quick for me to just stand out here in a development that was so difficult to understand.
Horrrr—!
The emerald tombstone floated up with a familiar sound effect.
《◇ Objective: Find the ‘Cross of the Sun’ in the forest while avoiding strong enemies, and remove the fog on the 6th floor.》
《◆ Reward: Everything that can be obtained on the 6th floor. ?, Securing a break point.》
The emerald tombstone notified the target.
And as the light came together, papyrus stationery appeared. It was the signature of Sehetefibra, which would serve as an identity document.
I glanced at the elves and read the letter.
My friend who will be across the vast desert and the sea, noble lady who will become the queen of the elves! The hardships you and the people of Alfheim must be experiencing have been fully conveyed in the letters! These days I…
… Therefore, as I know of your sorrowful heart, the Pharaoh, who is the incarnation of Horus, has made a decision after deliberation!
I handed over the treasure of Narmer-Nile, who has the divine power of the sun god, to a person I trust! On the day when the power of the sun illuminates the forest of elves, the fog surrounding Alfheim will disappear soon!
Then, someday, let’s meet again in that verdant utopia, my one and only best friend!〉
While I was reading the letters from two of them, the elves watching me didn’t react at all.
Was it like that? I was convinced of my strange behavior and the elves who acted as if they couldn’t see the tombstone or stationery suddenly rising from the sky.
‘Those elves aren’t real. It is a creature of Sehetefibra.’
Not Niflheim’s soul, but a creature identical to the monsters I slain!
They are the daydream-like characters created by this pyramid.
Elves were kind of like NPCs, which meant that this process was part of the ordeal.
《… Why are you like this all of a sudden? Are you sick at all?”
Delphiria asked cautiously when I suddenly shut up. The person I was talking with suddenly bit his mouth, but far from being displeased, it was a reaction that seemed to be concerned about the other person’s physical condition.
Swallow, but I hope you don’t do the same thing as Yerna. Because PTSD symptoms spring up on their own.
“No. It was an arduous journey, so I was just a little tired and dizzy.”
Without realizing it, I shouted “No” And almost stabbed that Yerna Wakueda with a spear, but with superhuman patience, I was the one who perfectly managed the impulsive killing intent.
“Here is the Pharaoh’s personal letter.”
“I will take it instead. Come here.”
Even though I openly handed over the stolen personal letter, the elf knight accepted it naturally without asking anything. At least if you have a personal letter, you might ask why you didn’t hand it in the first place.
Delphiria read her letter and became angry.
“Her handwriting is correct! What a joy it must be to hear my one-sided request!”
《Delphiria? Then today’s expedition… 》
《Of course, it is completely canceled!》
“That’s a million bucks. If 【Ljósálfr】 were to get hurt, I wouldn’t be familiar with seeing the Celestial God later in Valhalla.》
After talking about this and that, they seemed to have canceled their schedule to go out of the fence with the driver.
With a flower-like smile on my uncomfortable valley-like face that constantly stimulated my PTSD, the elf who looked exactly like Yerna beckoned me.
“Welcome, Sasin-nim! To Alfheim, the kingdom of the elves!”
***
It took a lot of determination to trust the elves and follow them to a place called Alfheim.
Reason? Not to mention. Because the image of an elf in me is a symbol of mastery.
Perhaps walking on her path, even if some elf tied a headband to her forehead that said, “I will not betray you all day long,” And said, “Ah! You’re a good elf who knows how to subdue her instincts!’ She would say.
It is better to overcome an evil nature by great effort than to be born good. Passernax, you were right too.
But in the end, I entered this elven kingdom with them without raising my doubts.
There were many reasons for making that decision. If this is a kind of ordeal designed by Sehepetibra, it is a problem that cannot be ignored in order to go down.
And if that’s a problem from a realistic point of view, there was also a problem with my pride.
A few months ago, I learned from my fight with Horsha. It means that even among the professors, there might be good people.
Does race or position determine a character’s disposition?
Are all the tribes born as elves consistently scum, and all professors are evil villains who extort papers from graduate students?
No! That was a leap of logic!
The calculation formula of elf = fuckf and professor = bitch is infinitely close to the truth, but it is not always the right formula.
If you really think that way——no. If you don’t stop thinking in your mind and move to action or speech, that’s no different from racism.
Justice without doubt is evil.
Didn’t even Einstein create the cosmological constant out of cognitive dissonance that his hypothesis would not be wrong? It was the forager’s duty to doubt the goodness of the elves, just as he doubted the evil of the elves.
Black and white logic frame? That kind of thing is nothing more than a discriminatory way of thinking comparable to ‘black when a black person cries’.
No, to be honest, there were times when such discriminatory thoughts were embedded in my brain because I also experienced it. I think there is still a little bit left.
But now I am a Z-warrior who has escaped from such stupidity and accepted the existence of ‘evil graduate students’ and ‘good professors’.
If I hadn’t given up on the idea of seeing the world in binary, I wouldn’t have awakened my aura. A period of wandering was the foundation for me to become a master… !
In the first place, even against other elves like Hotulusil, I had maintained a stance of ‘let’s see for now’ from an early age. There was no reason to go ahead with hatred again.
Vigilance is necessary, but covering it up and hating it is something no forager should do!
Let’s put the professor slayers of the inner world to sleep until they are judged as ordinary professors.
It’s more like a mess than anything else, he probably didn’t design a head that was the exact opposite of the contents of the ordeal.
Believe me, 2nd bottle Pharaoh.
“Shinigami, I will provide you with a place to rest. You must have been tired from the trip, so please rest for a few days first.”
Delphiria said that and assigned me some knights.
Do you really trust Delphiria? Even those who were wary at first sincerely apologized for giving me a head start and answered my questions wholeheartedly.
《Jerna Grassier… Yo?”
Blonde hair, long ears and white skin. The knight with a face like an elf’s national rule was a little impressed by my question.
I chose my words and answered.
“Yes. This is the name of an elf I know, do you know anything?”
“This is the first name I have heard. Above all, it doesn’t seem like an Alfheim-type name.”
《Why?》
《… ‘Yerna’ is a name that suits the noble Rios Alps.”
Rios Alp? When I twisted her head, she immediately explained.
“[Rios Alps] Refers to elves who inherit the blood of the gods. Was it ‘high elf’ in your human language? Royalty… Similar to the concept of Iran, it refers to a noble blood relative close to a demigod.”
“Ah, I understand what you mean.”
I nodded. And then, I made an impression on myself.
‘They were high elves in the year of Yerna.’
And when she researched her memories of that year, Yerna had revealed her own name to Henir.
─The injured place… Looks like no What’s your name?
—… Yerna. This is Jerna Riosalp.
And the name of that elf queen who looks exactly like Yerna is Rios Alf, something from Delphinia.
The puzzle was gradually coming together.
《’Gracie’ is a common name among elves. On the other hand, normal elves would never dare to use the name ‘Jerna’ as their own child’s name, even if they feel sorry for it.”
Said the elf knight. I answered roughly.
“It’s a contradiction in name.”
“Yes. If it’s the name of an elf I met in a foreign world, it’s probably a pseudonym. Since we are very proud of our blood relatives, one of them——”Gracie” Must be the real name.”
… No, if you’re going to stick with that, then Grassier would be a pseudonym.
I remembered the memories of Jerna Rios Alp.
Little Yerna was saved by Henir in the Burning Forest. In a forest covered in fire, the only high elf survivor, Henir, was determined to exterminate humans while holding in his arms.
Was the forest I saw at that time this Alfheim?
Thinking so, I looked around the elves’ hometown, but I couldn’t find anything in common between the forest burning with indigo flames and this beautiful kingdom.
It was such a prosperous and beautiful place.
‘I thought it was an elven kingdom, so I imagined a simpler place.’
Although Alfheim was small in size, it was a civilized country as imagined by its majestic fortress-like outer walls.
The building made of hardened clay was not only sturdy, but also flawless in terms of aesthetics.
The roads were clean as if they had been repaired. The rainwater on the roadside might be sucked up by magic plants, and I could even see the elves taking care of the flowers that bloomed on the side of the road.
In particular, a large tree was carrying the light of the sun through all directions of the kingdom, and the appearance was admirably beautiful. It felt like a 21st century street on Christmas night, even in broad daylight.
Perhaps, if a leisurely minstrel had come here, he could have written one of her own songs under the title City of Light.
‘Fuck mother, even unicorns wander around.’
I was speechless when I saw the population of Alfheim.
Unicorns These fuckers were sucking honey in the elven realm while the bicorns huddled together in their homeland? I want to give you a hug
I clicked my tongue and asked a few more questions. Even though it was a question that would normally be asked, saying that they don’t know why they asked such a thing, the elves answered without a doubt.
“Tatarnia? An Eastern country? Sorry. We know very little of foreign countries.”
“Ah, but if we, the elite knights, don’t know, the other elves won’t know either. Are you sure you misunderstood the name of the country?”
《An elf who lives outside the elven kingdom… Almost rare. To be honest, there are not a few people who don’t like humans. It was only about 300 years ago that we barely made contact with Romania or Narmer-Nile.”
The elven knights’ answers came one after the other, so I was able to draw a conclusion before I arrived. It was also thanks to Alfheim being small for a kingdom but large for a city.
‘These 6 layers… It’s a place where the elven kingdom was reproduced before the
Pharaoh of the founder of ancient civilization, Sehetefibra.
Similarly, Delphinia, the queen of the ancient kingdom of elves.
Even if these two queens had contact with each other, there was no epochal contradiction.
He was obviously a contemporary figure. Could this be the elven kingdom that Sehetefibra remembers?
She said that she also had an exchange with her, so it must be that she used the Alf Heim she remembers in ‘The Trial of Thoth’.
The ordeal of walking through the fog surrounding the elven kingdom.
‘… Is it just a coincidence that the queen resembles Yerna?’
Fuck. It must be a coincidence
I immediately put my thoughts to shame.
The chance of it being a coincidence was 0%. How about a face that is too similar to an elf’s lifespan?
‘Probably Yerna’s mother or something.’
If I remember seeing it correctly, it was after Delphinia was killed by the
‘In other words, she was alive until the
Is it a coincidence Or is it fate?
The past reproduced by Sehetefibra is so closely related to me.
I sighed really deeply.
It was a surprise, but it didn’t make any sense at all.
If Veronica was not a bicorn, but a descendant of the griffon god, I would go to the big forest on the 5th floor instead of the 6th floor and say, ‘Ah! This place?!’ He must have been surprised.
Wouldn’t I have been surprised if it was a place that reproduced the old Erinn?
It can also be said that it is the fate of an archaeologist who is familiar with history.
“… Whoa.”
However, it is difficult to end with a simple ‘surprise’ for one point.
I wrote down the words that came to my mind on the emerald headstone in a notebook, and let out another sigh that I couldn’t hold back.
《◇ Objective: Find the ‘Cross of the Sun’ in the forest while avoiding strong enemies, and remove the fog on the 6th floor.》
Let’s say you can ask the elves what the 6th layer fog is.
It is said that the cross of the sun is also in the forest, so just look for it. As I had to find and kill the warlocks anyway, it was enough to skip over the fact that one line was added to the routine.
If there’s just one part that bothers me——it’s the blatant phrase ‘avoiding strong enemies’.
Delphinia, who seems to be the last queen of Alfheim with a high probability.
Alfheim was destroyed by
A strong enemy that the challenger should avoid, not defeat.
My head was not a field of flowers to the extent that I had no sense of foreboding here.
‘Lehu has a premonition of the boss raid…’
As I sighed, the NPC Elf Knight (♂) spoke.
《By the way, it’s been decades since humans have visited Alfheim so frequently.》
He had a smooth face without a single wrinkle, and when he spoke of decades ago, he spoke as if he were reminiscing about the past. I smiled wryly before being dumbfounded by his next words.
《Just a few days ago, a sick man who claimed to be the king’s son-in-law was imprisoned.》
《… Yes?”
“What did you say? Brithai? Bratania? She is said to be the wife of a person who would become the queen of Wonderland, whom she had never heard of. Haha, if I’m going to lie, I’ll do it a little more elaborately.”
I blinked both eyes.
Britannia. Next queen… Husband?
《… Zugiyo, knight? I’d like to ask you a favor.”
“Yes, whatever. Aren’t you a guest of Rios Alp?”
A knight who beats his chest and smiles uncharacteristically of an elf. It was a very believable answer.
Perhaps that was the case. That’s why I laughed along with him without even realizing it.
I broke down and asked.
“That disease… No, but a sick person. Where are you?”
Taking care of the husband of a mithril class warrior and princess, and putting his life into debt?
Ah, I can’t stand the farming of engineering personnel.
