Chapter 558 – Primal Might (3)
“… Is there anything you want to ask?”
At first I thought it was a question for me. But Nefertiti’s gaze was fixed on Tirshi.
“Yeah? Oh that… “
Tirshi looked a little flustered. Probably because I didn’t mean to ask anything else. She said, rolling her eyes to the left and right of her as if to squeeze her thoughts out.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to talk… What was the secret that Nord talked about last time?”
… Flinch.
Winking, Nefertiti swam to her feet, then her eyes met mine. I was in a bad mood and smiled.
“If you don’t feel comfortable talking directly, would you like to hear what I was thinking and how far?”
… Nod It was Nefertiti bobbing her head.
I looked at the bonfire and put my words together for a while.
Where should I start talking? Let’s start with the basic conditions.
Nefertiti can see spirits.
It may not be as much as me, but it may be a psychic constitution.
Besides, the knowledge about the soul is also quick. He even knew the concept of a spirit core, which I didn’t know about, and was not enough to give me advice on my curse destruction work. There was no need to explain more.
And that conclusion made it necessary to retrace the flow of events that Nefertiti and I went through.
I threw another stick of firewood and said.
“Miss Nefertiti. Do you remember? Back in the day, when we first defeated the warlock of
“… I remember.”
That was when we were looking for the Sargadis Guildmasters and the Unicorn Warlock’s Workshop.
“Or you could pick something a little older. Wouldn’t it be better to say when I destroyed the golem that was moving with what is called a soul-powered reactor?”
“… Eww.”
Nefertiti rubbed his feet as he adjusted his clothes.
He looked like a child scolded by an adult, unbelievable that he was someone who had beaten a golem that looked like a 10-story building.
And I have a memory that reminds me of Golem.
For the first time in the fight against the unicorn warlock, I had used Wolfheddin’s power of my own will.
‘The golem absorbed temporary mana from the souls of those who were imprisoned, and replaced the old mana with runes.’
Instead of receiving mana to increase the amount of mana, it was a form of borrowing the power of the souls.
‘But if you fucking think about it, isn’t that black magic?’
In terms of sucking the power of the soul, except for mutual consent, it’s me, the unicorn warlock, and Dogin Gaegin.
Besides, the mana of the fucking dead is just the mana of darkness and yin itself. From then on, it was revealed that I, Kang Buk-ho, was a cursed genius born with the talent of Darkness.
Anyway, that’s how the soul that was trapped in the giant golem’s power reactor became Buddha.
The reason why I gave Nefertiti a decisive victory even when I was a sucker was because I was Wolfhedin, Odin’s successor.
Of course, that was only revealed later, so in fact, until recently, I hadn’t thought deeply about it.
It was just implied that I was Odin’s successor, so to speak, I dismissed it as a fateful foreshadowing that only I, the person involved, did not know about. I didn’t even feel the need to look back.
But what if there was actually a little more inside story in the process at that time?
It wasn’t that there was something grandiose hidden.
It’s simpler.
At that time, it was not just me and Abidus who witnessed the soul attain Buddhahood.
“If Nefertiti-san could see the soul——you would have seen everything that happened during the destruction of the giant golem at that time.”
That is the inside story of the past golem subjugation that was hidden one more layer.
If Nefertiti could see the spirit, then there was no way to know what had happened.
The cock-sucking Nord borrows the power of the spirits and defeats the golem with that power.
It means you’ve seen the entire narrative.
─Suck. Gil Dart, whose arms were crossed, moved his feet away from the door.
He must have thought it was not something he would hear. I’m not blind Thank you.
“And after that, in the lab, he listened to information from the corpses he was going to use as material for his black magic.”
Because of my strange PPT instincts in the warlock subjugation team, the guild leaders regarded me as a detective.
So he noticed me as if I hadn’t realized something.
I felt burdened, so I called the spirits of the unicorn warlock’s victims, who were in jars in the laboratory, and asked them if they knew anything.
Did you find something like his research records thanks to that?
“By the way, if Mr. Nefertiti could see spirits, then you would have heard me talking to the spirits of the victims.”
Even if other people couldn’t hear it because she was a weak soul, Nefertiti, a psychic medium like me, would have heard it.
But she let go of her pretense and passed her story as if she hadn’t heard anything.
Neither before nor after that, the spirit ruler of the soul was not taken out.
Having said that, I realized something new and smiled.
“Come to think of it, the reason you took me to the lab was to see if I could ask the spirit something.”
There must have been a feeling that he would take care of the reward by making a contribution to subjugating the black magician.
However, there must have been a heart that I would be able to see the exchange with the soul that I saw during the battle again. In fact, if you were thinking of giving a reward, you just need to take care of it yourself and hand it over.
Why don’t others come and see for themselves? It was a clever excuse.
To the point where I didn’t notice at all until Nefertiti couldn’t stop and pointed out the process of my dissolution, and until a while ago I was being fooled.
Besides, if there was such an inside story, the front and rear match.
Cocksucker exploded the secret weapon of an enemy he had a relationship with, but Nefertiti didn’t even ask how he did it. On the contrary, from that time until now, he has shown secret kindness.
Giving an expensive mithril as a gift, or being strangely close to each other.
‘It would be strange if there was no relationship between these things.’
It is Nefertiti who can see the spirit. It would be natural to seek out relevant knowledge.
There must have been such a result in his erudite aspect of the soul.
Of course, the fact that I sneaked out and watched the interrogation of the warlock must be an extension of that.
“So the reason Ms. Nefertiti cares about me is because I can communicate with spirits. And the fundamental reason must be that there is something to be desired for my ability.”
I took a sip of water and finished the conversation.
“All I noticed was this. Are there any mistakes?”
“… Doesn’t exist. All correct.”
Nefertiti pulled up her hood. His red nose and earlobes stood out from the cold.
She had an expressionless face, but that’s just her poor expression of emotion, not so much that you can’t tell how she’s feeling from the way she gestures or the subtle changes in her face.
Come to think of it, what do people who are evaluated as ‘always bruising’ have in common?
Such people never live without thoughts. Quite the opposite. Because you have so many thoughts, when you are buried in them, you appear blank in the eyes of others.
Good and bad, before, people who are preoccupied with their own thoughts and pay less attention to how they appear around them are those types. The reason he looks blank is because he is buried in his own thoughts.
A person who puts the thoughts in his head above what is happening around him.
If you put the characteristics of such a person backwards… Wouldn’t it be okay to say that you never stand in a daze in front of someone you care about?
I don’t think any human would do that, but a person who seems to have dim emotions can’t really live without any thoughts or inspiration. Even if it’s a character in a game, if you put in a command like //emotional expression, they’ll respond.
Tirsi seemed to be chewing on the story before she asked.
“So… You mean you were paying attention to Nord’s abilities with half appreciation and half interest? But if that’s the case, why don’t you ask before we part?”
“… If you ask, you’ll get caught up in it.”
“Yeah?”
Tirshi asked back, as if asking what he meant by the lack of tact.
But I got it.
“Immortalis is an individualist group. I won’t become an enemy to the extent of killing one person, but there’s no guarantee that if I cooperate with Nefertiti, who has a grudge against them, I’ll get better too.”
Nefertiti nodded his head awkwardly, as if pleased that he was understood.
In other words, it’s about the difference between giving away one mafia member and teaming up with a detective who aims to eradicate the mafia. Especially for Nord, who was a bitch at the time.
A situation where if I asked it, it would be rejected, and if I accepted it, it would put the poor person at risk.
“That’s why you came to me, but you didn’t tell me.”
“I didn’t mean to tell you from the beginning.”
Nefertiti replied immediately, as if not to misunderstand that. He didn’t particularly misunderstand, but he nodded his head.
“Give me mithril or teach me martial arts… Well, I was too weak, so I guess you didn’t want me to die in a hurry.”
“… Not necessarily.”
“Hehe. My tone is bad. Still, it was very helpful. I don’t know how many times I’ve repeated what you said back then. It’s new, but I’d like to thank you.”
After sincerely thanking her, Nefertiti quickly put on her hood. Is he trying to avert his eyes?
It must be embarrassing that he has not had much experience in revealing his inner feelings. I didn’t even think that the expressionless and dazed-looking woman had such complicated behavioral principles.
Nefertiti murmured softly enough to be heard by her.
“… How do you know all that?”
“You know. It’s just passing through.”
“… There are a lot of women, so are you quick with women’s hearts?”
“Not at all. That is slander.”
Tyrsi. You, too, stop making her eyes suddenly become as small as millet.
On the subject of this four-dimensional lady’s low talk, she suddenly hits the punchline. I said while coughing.
“Anyway, in the midst of that, I suddenly grew up rapidly, killed everyone who showed
—Ah, now even if I get involved, I won’t harm Nord.
Nefertiti must have roughly thought of my news.
Whether or not she was entangled with her self, by the time she reunited with her, I had long ago become the warlock’s enemy.
“So what exactly do you want from me?”
“… I want you to read the message left by the spirit.”
“Of the soul? Is it like a will?”
Nefertiti nodded her head.
“It’s an old record, but I haven’t read it. I can’t communicate with spirits as well as you, and I can’t use magic… So I was going to ask you to get to know me a little more.”
“I understand. We became close enough to ask for that.”
“… Really?”
Nefertiti’s eyes widened slightly. There was almost no change, but even the change in the eyelids was dramatic because he was a person with stiff facial muscles.
“… Thank god.”
When her round eyes returned to their original size, her eyebrows went down comfortably as if she was relieved. I smiled.
“Well, let’s talk about the rest when we get another chance.”
I figured out why.
Nefertiti’s affection for me must have been her kindness for my actions, and her unstoppable sense of distance must have been her desire to get closer.
I was about to finish the conversation by thinking about the people who would be outside for now, but then suddenly Tyrsi threw a comment.
“Apart from that?”
“Yes?”
“… ?”
As we twisted our heads, Tyrsi said with a sullen look.
“You want to get close, and then?”
“Then the… ?”
Momentary silence. Nefertiti lowered her eyes as if to peer into her own heart, then raised her face as if exiled to her conclusions.
And asked Tyrsi.
“… Then, what about you?”
“… …”
So, silence again.
‘What is this fluttering heart~ I can’t sleep for some reason~.’
For no reason, I closed my eyes to the tune that automatically played inside the Great Cave.
Did you just bring it up? Or do I have to sort things out like a fucking forager?
“Nord. I found Optum.”
It was Gildart who put an end to my aimless worries.
Zienjiang, pure macho!! I believed in you!! Could this be the reciprocity of a married man? I quickly stood up, taking care not to straighten my face.
“Are you coming?”
“It just happened to be nearby. See for yourself.”
If you see it, you should see it. When I went outside, Optum was walking after the spirit.
I was about to say hello to him, but I gritted my teeth at the hard face that I could see even from afar.
“You are safe. Mr. Oftum.”
“Right. There has never been a day when I did better to be safe than now.”
Off Tomb, who walked as if buried in his snow, was inconsistent with his mouth and atmosphere. It’s as if he had buried a person until a minute ago.
《I felt the mana. Dark and negative mana. It was a familiar sign.”
Entering the building, he vomited up a feeling that he did not know whether it was joy or elation.
《In this empty field covered with snow, I found the enemy I was looking for so much. Hell is the end of my journey. I thought about it, but I never thought it would be like this.”
“That’s right. Now all we have to do is return alive.”
“Are you pretty shy? Did you know?”
“There was information I found out here. As a result, it seemed so.”
Those stocks have now gone bankrupt, and even the remaining ones have been exhausted.
《I don’t know if Mr. Optum’s enemy was a warlock unrelated to
“It is fortunate that my past days were not in vain. But a lot must have happened while I was struggling with the cold.”
“Can you explain at least a bit?”
“Please don’t. The only thing I’ve done for the past few days is scavenging for food and walking around in the snow.”
I took the oftum and set it down at the campfire. The fire spirits walked around as if they were trying to recharge their energy at the bonfire, and they had an appropriate explanation time watching the campfire unique to such a fantasy.
《… Indeed. Is it Equinox?”
Oftum listened to the long story and grinned. And he said to Nefertiti.
“Good. We should be preparing to retire soon.”
Nefertiti, with a dazed expression, only nodded dryly. Off Tomb grinned, as if the reaction wasn’t unpleasant, and then looked out of the building as if he suddenly turned around.
And thanks to his prowess at detecting warlocks the most of the two, we found it too.
White snowfield. A black shadow stands in the direction where there are no footprints.
─Pat!!
Oftum moved without hindrance as if he hadn’t thought of it. He sprinted out the door, raised his aura’s chakram almost to the size of a house, and threw it at the shadows.
─Suddenly!
Certainly stronger power than the last time I saw it! When I fired a big technique that I couldn’t use in the narrow basement, the shadow was cut off without being able to avoid it.
As the upper and lower bodies separated, the fallen lower body disappeared as if it were melting. However, the upper body swayed as if it were about to disappear, but spoke in a flat voice.
“It is an honor to meet you like this. Warriors of each country.”
《… There would have been no tailing.”
“If I had to express it, it would be more accurate to say surveillance. I’ve been waiting for you all to gather in one place.”
The undead’s blue lantern-like eyes stopped at me for a moment. Those eyes seemed to be smiling or sad.
“It will be difficult to have a long talk because your body is cut in half. Since the undead that could speak were this much, I hope he will forgive me… Also, I don’t think it’s necessary, but I’ll introduce it as a greeting.”
The specter-like Undead looked back at his audience and relayed the master’s words as if reciting them.
《This is the Warlock Equinox.》
