Chapter 55

Chapter 55

Gale (2)

#55

Kargai Plateau.

Even in the game it is a dungeon of considerable difficulty.

Evil spirits that pop out regardless of time inflict mental damage.

The ones that aged a bit long even physical damage together.

To those conscience-less guys the rule “I can hit you but you cannot hit me.” worse than preschool children is applied.

Like the green ghost army that appears in Lord of the Rings.

The method of breaking through head-on is only Divine Power!

Even that if not quite high is often pressed by the energy of the curse that descended on the plateau···.

“Gyaaaak!”

“Oh. Gooo. Aaa···!”

Kale’s Divine Power was on the quite high side.

The evil spirits touched by the light were perishing while letting out ghost wails.

Now he does not even remember how many.

It would have easily exceeded five hundred.

Even the ones that inflict physical damage were no different from cotton candy melting in water in front of powerful Divine Power.

‘Compared to Silien’s divine cut it is nothing.’

There was reward for twisting the entire body to catch Silien of the Steel Tower.

Ah outer father. Now I realize.

To Kale who even pierced the Outer God’s Veil exorcising miscellaneous ghosts was an easy matter like eating cake.

Messages announcing growth were rising one after another before Bran’s eyes.

『You exorcised numerous cursed dead. Kale’s Divine Power increases!』

『Due to the member’s growth Weed’s Pack activates.』

『The growth speed of the entire pack’s Divine Power increases slightly!』

Sweet to the point the tongue tingles.

Weed’s Pack was a much more excellent trait than Bran expected.

Just running and Divine Power, moreover the precious growth speed rises.

Would the welfare of Northern Europe and Qatar be this kind of feeling?

Even the reward of “just running” was also being given.

『Due to the members’ growth Weed’s Pack activates.』

『The endurance speed of the entire pack increases slightly!』

This would be thanks to himself and Ilark.

Since each was in charge of one and running all day thinking about it it was a natural matter.

Tears seem to come.

Looking back it seems the first time sucking honey since entering this world.

“Khaha! The chaff without even a cutting taste move!”

Still the remaining members were not playing either.

One of the advantages of the blessing is that Divine Power can be wrapped on weapons.

Kwaaaaa!

When Ilark who rushed forward swung the axe a white semicircle was drawn.

A slash fully containing the morning light.

About a dozen evil spirits that mustered courage and rushed were cut in half and scattered.

Thanks to the path opening wide Bran could concentrate only on running comfortably.

Just as Ilark whose engine started was committing indiscriminate slaughter then.

Puhwak!

A black explosion occurred close to Bran.

Contaminated soil surged while scattering the residual sound of the curse.

The group turned their gazes at the same time.

Kale who was diligently emitting light shrugged his shoulders.

“Hiiik.”

From far away fog in the shape of a person was fluttering.

The size is larger than an ordinary building.

The fog that was gradually growing while absorbing surrounding evil spirits was aiming at Bran’s group with a finger.

The face part of the fog tore wide and a hair-raising voice flowed out.

“Intrud···ers···.”

“C-Cluster!”

Benden was astonished.

Cluster.

One of the strong enemies of the Kargai Plateau, a powerful monster born from numerous evil spirits fusing.

“Let’s run! That is different from ordinary evil spirits. As you saw it even uses strange magic!”

“Auu. Ears hurt.”

Ilark frowned.

Bran who was carefully watching the Cluster also raised an eyebrow.

Definitely the energy blooming over the shoulder was different from ordinary evil spirits.

“Kale. Did I teach you how to shoot arrows?”

“A-arrows?”

“Seems I didn’t teach.”

Bran smacked his lips.

Thinking about it Kale has not learned an attack skill yet.

Although born with talent for mana manifestation, he should teach at least the basics in the middle of this journey.

Although regrettable that he cannot feed the Cluster’s experience to Kale still there was no need to worry.

Bran said.

“Ilark. I’ll ask.”

“Good! Let’s go Benden!”

“Wh-what?”

Ilark twisted the direction.

The heat manifested from the chest was spreading along the spine.

The moment the thighs that swelled fully kicked the ground.

Bang!

The body that surged like a rocket flew toward the Cluster.

“Kyaaaaak! Save the dwarf!”

Benden screamed.

A small shadow was cast over the field. The interval of hundreds of steps narrowed at once.

By the time the Cluster noticed her existence it was already late.

Boooom-!

The slash that fell vertically split the Cluster’s body and drove into the ground.

“Wh···at···.”

“Nothing special.”

Ilark muttered.

The cut surface tinged with morning light did not stick again.

Although Benden who fainted unable to endure the acceleration was dangling that much was a trivial matter.

At the same time as she withdrew the axe the Cluster’s form collapsed.

Saaaa···!

Seeing the scene as if a dust cloud scattering the evil spirits began to retreat while hesitating.

“Oh. Ooo.”

“Du···.”

It seemed even ghosts do not completely lack intelligence.

Well if not a person even a monkey ghost at this point would have developed learning ability.

A new message appeared.

『You defeated a strong enemy in one strike. The growth speed of Ilark Zarheim’s skill [Heat Control] increases!』

What grew was not only Kale.

Passing through the Steel Tower Ilark became able to control heat more skillfully.

Although it might sound like nothing special for Ilark that was sufficient.

Originally because the hardware itself was a fraudulent character.

‘Very smooth. It would be good if it continues like this.’

Yes kids. Grow more vigorously.

In the end to the point of being able to end the battle even if I do nothing and dawdle.

The Nameless Hero weak from birth will be satisfied with enjoying wealth and honor.

Of course that kind of thing would not happen until the moment of catching the Outer God.

“Let’s do our best.”

Bran muttered.

Anyway after filming an exorcist for half a day the evil spirits also no longer approached well.

Entered the plateau at dawn and at some point the sun was floating in the middle of the sky.

Briefly stopping Bran turned to Kale piggybacked on his back.

“Not hard Kale? Want to rest a bit?”

“Uung··· I’m fine.”

Kale shook his head.

At the unexpected tenacity Bran whistled.

Whether because it is a place where Divine Power works confidence seemed to have attached.

The reality was a bit different.

Sticking his cheek tightly to Bran’s back Kale let out a gloomy smile.

“Really fine.”

The back where muscles stand out like a beast was hot with heat.

Although damp because of sweat so it was better.

“Hehe.”

A perfect win-win structure.

If only Divine Power does not run out he could stay like this all day.

****

“······What on earth is your identity?”

Benden asked.

The crackling bonfire was illuminating his face.

The second night after entering the Kargai Plateau.

They were preparing to camp on a rock mountain that surged like a spine.

Bran who was sitting opposite raised an eyebrow.

“Just what. Like mercenaries.”

“Don’t make me laugh. If there was a mercenary group of this skill there is no way I wouldn’t have heard the rumor. What on earth did you experience to become this strong at such a young age?”

Unprecedented.

Roaming the Kargai Plateau like their own living room.

Briefly recalling the past Bran let out a hollow laugh.

“It was eventful.”

If explaining it was long.

Although there was also the advantage of good compatibility with Kale, the reason he could comfortably break through the plateau was thanks to clenching his teeth and coming out of past hardships.

Sensing that the story would lengthen Bran changed the topic.

“So Benden. When do you think the king’s tent will appear?”

“Mm··· although hard to give a definite answer it won’t take long. Because the movement speed is originally fast.”

Benden swept his beard.

His purpose is finding the king’s tent wandering the plateau.

Bran’s group’s purpose is meeting the “friend” that would be somewhere on this plateau.

Since both were purely matters dependent on luck, they were first chasing the king’s tent whose tracking difficulty is easier.

“Seeing that this rock mountain appeared it is that we gradually reached the center of the plateau. If my intuition is correct it will reveal itself soon.”

“Will you infiltrate the king’s tent alone?”

“If you guys accompany it would be more than thankful. But really no need to overdo. Because it is a matter dangerous in a different dimension from so far.”

Benden bit the jerky.

He provided all camping supplies free of charge to Bran’s group who helped him.

“I liked you guys. Even if the matter goes wrong I want only myself to die alone. So please do as you guys wish.”

Benden’s expression was serious.

Because a more pleasant answer than expected returned Bran just held a smile.

Anyway since he was thinking of clearing the tent it seemed he could help more actively.

Just as Bran was about to discuss the specific plan.

“Hiiik! Wh-what is that?!”

Suddenly Kale’s voice rang out.

Bran and Benden turned their heads at the same time.

Kale was sitting down in place after stopping meditation on the cliff.

The trembling finger was pointing to the other side of the plateau.

“Surely.”

Goosebumps rose along the nape.

The two who abruptly stood looked in the direction Kale pointed.

“Found it.”

And froze.

It was clearly visible even from thousands of meters away.

A tent resembling a ger the traditional house of Mongolia was slowly moving at the end of the plain.

Smoothly like ice sliding on an iron plate.

“A-extremely large···.”

Kale let out admiration.

To think it feels giant even this far away.

The original size was hard to even gauge.

A message rose as if congratulating the luck.

『You discovered the wonder of the Kargai Plateau, the cursed king’s tent!』

『Agility increases slightly.』

As expected because Benden is there the finding speed was fast.

In the game to see that he has to put in at least a week.

The dumbfounded Benden clenched his fist.

“As expected, my intuition was correct···!”

The pupils revealed between the beard and eyebrows were sparkling.

Bran asked.

“Going right?”

“Of course! How could I miss this opportunity!”

Benden shouted.

Taking a deep breath he continued.

“Huu··· but I can’t just rush in. Have to approach strategically.”

“I agree.”

Bran nodded.

Naturally he had experience clearing the cursed king’s tent.

A high-difficulty dungeon classified separately from the Kargai Plateau.

No matter the current power there was need to pay attention.

“Anyway since the approximate location was grasped there is no need to rush too much. Until the moon’s phase changes the tent will only wander that vicinity. Hmm, the cavalry guarding the tent is the problem.”

Benden muttered.

The cavalry riding ghost horses was definitely a tricky opponent.

Because they were strong opponents of a different class from the evil spirits exorcised so far.

‘If the friend was there it would have been convenient.’

Bran smacked his lips.

It was only regrettable that he had not yet encountered the friend he is looking for.

At this point he should have gradually sensed our existence.

Just as Bran who supported his forehead was pondering a method to break through the cavalry.

“There. Stop.”

“Hik.”

Suddenly an unfamiliar voice rang out from behind the back.

Kale and Benden gasped.

Slowly turning his head Bran frowned.

“What is this again.”

At a distance of about forty steps seven adult men were deployed.

The visible personnel were three who drew swords.

The remaining four were hiding behind rocks and aiming this way with bows.

‘Quite doing friends.’

Bran raised an eyebrow.

Even considering that they were distracted by the tent it was okay stealth skill.

The man holding the sword walked forward with strides.

“We are Letunir’s expedition team. Who are you guys?”

“L-Letunir?”

Benden was startled.

Bran’s eyes narrowed thinly.

It was a name he clearly heard before.

It seemed he encountered a few times when doing this kind of ruin-related quest.

The man who completely approached raised the sword and growled.

“Answer. Judging from the appearance it seems grave robbers. Surely did you come aiming for the cursed king’s relic?”

“Th-that. So to speak, we···!”

Benden flustered.

Because of a completely unexpected surprise attack there was no choice but to be flustered.

Examining the men’s faces Bran answered indifferently.

“That’s right though.”

“Ha. As expected.”

The man let out a hollow laugh.

Aiming the tip of the sword at Bran he beckoned with his head.

“Today luck is good. Follow.”

“I’ll see a guy with no sense. Why do we have to follow that side?”

Bran let out a hollow laugh.

Funny friends these.

“Can’t grasp the situation? You are already surrounded, and the right of life and death depends on us. If you don’t follow right now···!”

Just as the man was continuing the words.

Boooom!

Something that fell from the sky covered the man.

The adult men deployed around bounced with a short scream.

Soon when the dirt dust settled, Ilark who carried a large deer on one shoulder revealed herself.

“While briefly going hunting all kinds of things happened. That would be the ghost-possessed tent, and what are these?”

“Kueup. Keuk, gak···!”

The man who was acting arrogant was under Ilark’s foot.

It was a position where if she gives a little strength he would burst and die like an ant.

Clang. The sword fell from his hand that lost strength.

The man’s colleagues were startled and rushed in.

“My god, vice leader···!”

“Shh.”

Precisely they tried to rush in.

Bran who approached without time to recognize was putting a blade to their necks.

"Eh, at some point!"

Because three were instantly taken as hostages the ambushing archers froze as is.

Ilark tilted her head.

“Shall I kill?”

“No. Wait.”

Bran shook his head.

Just as he recalled the name Letunir.

An expedition team of the Letunir kingdom that forms a large-scale organization and moves.

Because the behavior is originally violent their notoriety was high among explorers.

If done well the matter might resolve conveniently.

“Hey. You guys also came aiming for the king’s relic right?”

“Wh-what?”

“Just answer the question.”

Saying that Bran gestured to Ilark.

She who understood the signal gave strength to the leg stepping on the man.

Crunch.

Along with the sound of bone breaking, a desperate scream burst from the mouth of the stepped man.

“Kyaaaaaak!”

“V-vice leader···! Y-yes! Yes! That’s right!”

The colleague who heard the question nodded like a woodpecker.

The corner of Bran’s mouth rose.

“Excellent. Let’s go."

"Wh-where...?"

"The place you guys were just about to go."

As expected today is a lucky day.