Chapter 73

Chapter 73

Alarm (5)

#73

Cleaner.

Unlike the small citizen-like name it is quite a dangerous monster.

As much as the origin is the origin it possesses the otherworld presence that is a constant debuff and the physical is also not bad.

Attacks utilizing the long arms and legs like an outboxer could tear a human body at once.

Even because they mostly go in groups at the time of first encounter it becomes a melee often but···.

“Keuhaha! As expected the taste of tearing guys that look like people is good!”

There are always exceptions.

There was no need to even use the power of the Crimson Stone.

She who jumped into the middle of the cleaner group swung the axe.

Chukwaaaaak!

As the double-bladed axe drew a wide semicircle, the upper bodies of the cleaners flew over the trajectory.

【···Kiee?】

Silver blood fountains surged simultaneously.

The lower bodies that were writhing while fallen soon went limp.

Every time Ilark swung the axe death was manifesting.

【Ki, kieeeeek!】

If defining the meaning of battle as ‘both sides confronting and fighting’ this battle had already ended long ago.

Because it did not even take 3 minutes for Ilark to eliminate the cleaners that first flocked to the cathedral.

The cleaners were all turning their backs and running without missing even one.

The appearance of running while dripping beads no different from poop was to the point of feeling pitiful.

“Weaklings, where are you going so urgently!”

But Ilark had no mercy.

Bursting one head with bare hands she swung the axe.

This time five heads surged.

Immediately twisting the body, the tail like a steel whip covered the cleaners that were crawling the wall and running.

Tukwaaang-!

The contents scattered in all directions.

Removing the tail meat pieces crushed like a pancake revealed themselves.

At the appearance of the sticky stretching intestines between the wall and the tail, Ilark frowned.

“Ei, dirty.”

It was a tone a housewife who caught a bug with bare hands would say.

The remaining group was watching her one-sided slaughter dumbfounded.

Rather because if intervening clumsily it seemed the tempo would slow.

Urdin muttered to himself.

“···Absurd. Although I guessed it would be strong.”

For him seeing Ilark’s fight for the first time it came more shockingly.

Fortunate that it did not escalate to a fight when facing on the plateau.

If unlucky he would have been killed the moment drawing the hammer.

Bran chuckled.

“Not a destroyer for nothing.”

Gradually performance befitting the alias was coming out.

There is a reason he obtained the alias ‘destroyer’ surpassing the brilliant playable characters.

Although combat sustainability was the only problem, even that was gradually improving due to heat control.

『You defeated numerous otherworld existences. Ilark’s Strength and Agility increase!』

『Weed’s Pack activates due to member’s growth.』

『The Strength growth speed of the entire pack increases slightly!』

Growth messages were also rising busily.

The stat lupin due to Weed’s Pack is thrilling no matter when experienced.

Although he could not just play.

Bran said.

“Good. Then shall we also depart.”

“Uuu··· the royal palace would be more dangerous right···?”

“Ah, Kale you stay here.”

“Ek.”

Kale’s eyes widened round.

He who was mumbling opened his mouth stammering.

“Wh-why only me?”

“Because that way is efficient. We’ll close the otherworld rift so you clear the remnants together with Ilark. If really urgent I’ll scream so don’t worry.”

It was the conclusion reached after pondering.

The two mysterious people wearing masks are highly likely still remaining in Letunir.

Although Ilark alone is sufficient for clearing mobs, making her confront an unknown strong enemy is a dangerous matter.

But if Kale is attached he can be at ease.

‘Theoretically the strongest 2-person combination.’

Ilark together with Kale is no different from infinite power.

It is also possible to maintain the ultra-high firepower state that originally cools after a few minutes for over an hour.

Even Kale acquired an achievement skill not long ago.

Although he does not know how strong the masked perverts are, winning against this duo would not be easy.

Bran grabbed both of Kale’s shoulders.

“Please. Kale.”

“Ueu··· if Bran says so···.”

Kale nodded.

Because the face was close he ended up avoiding his gaze unconsciously.

Thud!

Ilark who heard the conversation landed in front of the two.

“What, this time’s buddy is Kale?”

“Euung. It became so··· kyaaak!”

Kale screamed.

Because Ilark suddenly lifted him and carried him on her shoulder.

She poked Kale with her head.

“Let’s do well. I wanted to play a bit roughly today anyway, glad you came.”

“Hiiik! The axe, the axe will fall!”

“Even with one hand it is sufficient. I swing with both hands because of form.”

“Th-that···!”

Kale was astonished.

Ilark proved those words by standing the double-bladed axe on the tip of her index finger.

Bran gestured with his chin in the direction the cleaners ran.

“Blow them all away. Whether monsters or people don’t distinguish.”

“The best mission.”

Ilark smiled while baring her teeth.

“Then shall we go right away?”

The thinly narrowed pupils were informing that the blood of the Fire Dragon had awakened.

Boooom-!

Gripping the double-bladed axe she leaped while kicking the ground.

“Since there seem to be plenty of trash to clean!”

“Gyaaaak!”

Kale’s scream followed like a tail.

The moment she who leaped over the grand temple with one leap disappeared from vision.

Tukwaaaaaang-!!!

A roar that would be heard only during blasting work shook the city.

Surging dust, the corpses of the cleaners cut into pieces surged over the buildings.

Arazan admired lowly.

“A born warrior.”

“Hehe, I am a bit blessed with people.”

He would not have seen that kind of thing anywhere on the plateau.

Whether all the cleaners in the area were eliminated the energy of the otherworld subsided.

“Now really go. Because there is nothing to hesitate run at full speed.”

“I’ll do so.”

Arazan nodded.

Bran and Baihir leaped at the same time.

The goal is the royal castle.

As long as the defense system does not operate there was nothing to fear.

Bang!

Landing Bran and Baihir began sprinting while stepping on the building rooftops.

“Euhaha! Fly!”

Benden laughed.

The thrill of the immorality of traversing the unsleeping city is thrilling.

Although Urdin was bitten in the wolf’s muzzle this time too the expression was not bad.

Anyway much faster than himself running.

‘Exactly like the last day of the world.’

Looking around Bran raised the corner of his mouth.

It is a scenery as if watching a cinematic video of a large game.

From various places in the gothic-style city passing quickly the cries of monsters were being heard.

The sky red as if burning and the swirling cloud seemed it would pour down over the head immediately.

While feeling the mood of becoming a hero saving the world and heading straight to the royal castle then.

Spit!

An arrow that flew drawing an arc passed while grazing Benden’s nostril.

“Euhek! A-arrow?!”

“Damn! Sniper!”

Benden was astonished.

Urdin who was dangling also spat out a curse.

Arrows began to fly in succession.

What initially flew one or two each increased to six, seven.

Cheers were being heard from various places.

“There! Catch!”

“Traitor bastards···!”

Urdin clenched his teeth.

The arrows were being shot from the spires erected in various places.

The closer to the royal castle the more troops seemed deployed.

Although frustrating just as waiting only to pass quickly because there was no method to respond.

“Befitting the turncoats who abandoned honor they are base.”

Arazan’s eyes narrowed.

The members who fell into a pseudo-religion and betrayed their lord and motherland.

In the eyes of her who devoted her life to recovering the honor of the hometown they were a group no different from maggots.

Fixing her body with her legs Arazan drew the bow.

“Bran. Okay to clear right.”

“Of course.”

The moment Bran nodded the string was released.

Three arrows were shot at the same time. Although the timing was the same the targets were all different.

The group of flying arrows tore into three branches.

Papabak!

The arrows that flew to different spires each stuck in the archers’ brows.

“Hueeuk!”

“Wh-what?!”

Screams mixed with fluster rang out in succession.

However it did not end there.

All the arrows had Arazan’s hair tied.

The moment the fluttering gray-white hair turned into light.

Puhwaaaaak-!

Red poison clouds exploded on the rooftops of the three spires.

It was the deadly poison of the Plateau Viper specialized in mass slaughter.

The tactic that annihilated Urdin’s expedition team.

Death throe shouts burst from various places.

“Keueuk!”

“Kek! Kegek!”

Death bloomed.

The spires where the poison cloud undulated reminded of fully bloomed cherry trees.

The fate of those swept by the cloud was either dying from suffocation or falling from the spire and dying one of the two.

Arazan shot the bow in succession, and every time a poison tree bloomed at least five died.

Occasionally she shot toward the alley not the spire and even there avoiding the poison was the same.

A message rose before Bran’s eyes.

『With mysterious archery skill you defeated a large amount of enemies. Arazan’s Agility increases!』

『Weed’s Pack activates due to member’s growth.』

『The Agility growth speed of the entire pack increases slightly!』

Indeed a master archer.

To think she would contribute to the pack this quickly.

Since she bloomed poison clouds on every visible spire arrows no longer flew.

Confirming it became quiet Arazan caught her breath.

“Huu. Roughly done.”

“······Because of this there was no room for me to step in.”

Benden muttered.

He was frozen like a statue together with Urdin.

At least three-digit number deaths were done too simply.

Bran also did not spare praise.

“You are the best Arazan. There are no more words to say.”

“Heut··· I only met the expectations.”

“Still you overdid a bit right?”

“Euk.”

Arazan flinched.

She had been massaging the arm that drew the string from earlier.

Because she continuously shot the originally burdensome Rahir’s bow overload came.

“Now rest. The rest I’ll do with Benden.”

“···I’ll do this until going to the royal castle.”

“As convenient.”

Bran nodded.

If considering more here it might scratch pride.

Massaging the right arm Arazan opened her mouth.

“Bran. There is something I have been curious about from earlier.”

“Yes? What?”

“What on earth is Letunir’s national treasure, that people became that appearance?”

“Aha. I couldn’t tell earlier.”

Bran raised an eyebrow.

Because the cleaner group suddenly rushed in there was no time to explain.

“Letunir’s national treasure is the Black Throne. An item called the most vicious among the ancient relics discovered until now. It is also the reason Letunir smaller than one city of the empire has not been invaded until now.”

“Black Throne··· what on earth is the ability that it is so?”

“It stops the time of life forms within the radius.”

“What.”

At the too unconventional effect Arazan’s eyes widened.

Bran continued.

“Moreover only the life forms the user judged as enemies. An ability useful for both offense and defense.”

“···Do the stopped creatures die?”

“That is not. They are clearly alive but only become unable to move. The different point from whole body paralysis or fainting is, metabolic activity also stops so there is no need to feed rice or receive feces and urine.”

Instead there was no way to do about stimuli coming from outside.

If caught by guys like cleaners they die as is in a state consciousness is stopped.

Even because it is treated differently from magic there is almost no method to block.

Literally an absurd ability.

Urdin smiled.

“Hehe. Now do you know the power of our motherland a bit?”

“It is not Letunir but the Black Throne that is strong. And having that stolen and the country ruined a smile comes out well.”

“······.”

Of course he closed his mouth soon.

Arazan lamented.

“Like a devil’s toy. How such power.”

“Definitely an absurd relic. But because the usage conditions are originally tricky it is not invincible. There is also that every time used a massive price has to be paid.”

“Price. What is that?”

“That seems I have to tell next opportunity.”

Saying that Bran gestured forward with his eyes.

A giant stone fortress had approached right in front of the nose.

“Because arrived at the royal castle.”

Arrived in the blink of an eye.

Although the inside is complex the absolute size the fact that it is a really small country was felt again.

Bran and Baihir landed on the watchtower near the royal castle.

“······!”

“Oo, world. Actually seeing it is even more formidable!”

“Indeed.”

Arazan and Benden admired.

Bran also together.

Although he says every time it could not be compared to the game in majesty.

The top that barely enters the eyes only by tilting the head to the end.

From the cold emitted from the heavy stone wall the spine was chilling.

【Kirureuk! Kiiik!】

【Kekeke!】

From a not far place monster cries were being heard.

It would be the sound the monsters that crossed the rift make.

Judging from the direction the front gate side.

Benden swallowed thick saliva.

“A-are you thinking of entering through the front gate?”

“If there is no better method have to do so.”

Bran nodded.

Rather at times like this frontal breakthrough is also a case of stabbing the enemy’s hollow.

Just as Arazan was about to throw an agreement vote.

“No. Reckless.”

Suddenly Urdin shook his head.

Extending his finger he pointed at the outer wall of the castle.

“Let’s go to the west side wall. There is a secret passage there. If only this wolf enters separately it will be.”

“Oh. Secret passage.”

Advice befitting a local guide after a long time.

Recalling the memory it seemed there was that kind of thing.

Bran turned to the group.

“I am good. How about everyone?”

“Okay. Since Baihir’s body is nimble entering later might be better.”

“I-I also agree. Whatever it is it seems better than the front gate.”

All in favor.

They moved to the west outer wall following Urdin’s advice.

Sure enough in the middle of the sheer stone wall one small door was open.

As the earlier words it was a door of a size even Ilark entering was precarious.

Stopping in front of the door Arazan stroked Baihir.

“Baihir. Wait until I give a signal.”

“Hekhek.”

“Of course if you become dangerous have to run without hesitation. Can trust?”

Baihir answered by licking her face.

The group that put Urdin at the lead entered the secret passage.

Creeak-

When the iron door opened a long and dark corridor appeared.

“Hmm. Where was this connected?”

“It is the central hall. The widest place in the royal castle.”

“Oo, completely the heart.”

“From in front of this I’ll move separately. I have the duty to find Majesty.”

Urdin said.

Although the tone was unpleasant it was passable enough.

Pondering something Bran raised an eyebrow.

“Do so. Anyway the defense system is also nullified.”

“Have to come out like that. Soon now.”

Urdin turned forward again.

Whether even the traps that would be in this kind of place were all stopped nothing happened.

Only heavy footsteps like darkness rang out.

Reaching the end of the corridor a stone door appeared.

Paaat···!

The moment opening the door light poured.

“Arrived.”

“Yes. Here is the central···”

Hall.

Urdin would have tried to say so.

For an instant, something sparkling crossed his body longitudinally.

“Eh.”

Bran flinched.

Arazan and Benden did not see in time.

Just as Bran who felt an unusual presence rushed forward.

Pukwaaaaaak!!!

Urdin’s body was split in half.

Blood and intestines poured out.

The body split vertically fell to both sides.

“What···!”

“Hueeeuk!?”

Arazan’s eyes widened.

Benden who gasped froze as is.

A death with no realism.

The scarlet intestines were glistening receiving the light.

“Keueuk!”

But they had no time to be surprised.

One black shadow trampled the split Urdin’s corpse and rushed in.

Fast. To the point hard to capture.

Just as the swift sword that rushed while splitting the darkness was about to pierce Arazan’s heart.

Kaaaang-!

Along with a sharp metal sound the rush stopped.

Sparks disappeared into the darkness.

Arazan let out perplexity.

“Bran···!”

Bran was blocking in front of her.

In the firm hand a longsword was already gripped.

Staring at the shadow Bran recited lowly.

“Coming out like this from the start is useless.”

“······?!”

The shadow flinched.

In the light seeping from beyond the door the guy’s form was revealed.

The mysterious person wearing a wolf mask was wearing a cloak that covers the whole body.

The greatsword he was holding was interlocking with Bran’s sword and grinding.

“···How.”

“I knew it was your guys’ doing.”

Scanning the guy up and down Bran raised the corner of his mouth.

“Iolien’s dog bastards.”