"... damn! Damn it! It looks like an inferior creature!!
Dark... dark... bottom of the earth. There, there was an underground lab in Begimlein.
Miscellaneously placed experimental equipment and the resulting end was stacked in the corner of the room unwrought.
In it, one boy was revealing his anger.
In the body made of ash, at the center of the chest, [Erikaku] glows dull.
"Damn... if we don't find the plain body again..."
Begimlein had an escape body available during the incident at Gaddis in case the body could be knocked down. It was a chain about the size of a small mite, but it managed to leave the place unnoticed and arrived at the [Sparkless Ash Doll (Ashdoll)] where it filled the real [Flame Nucleus] it had prepared, and managed to escape this far.
But this body is only the provisional beginning made of ash and sorcery. It performs far worse than the possessed doll [Astral Body (Astral)] used by the royal nobles.
Begimlein, who was conducting research on [flame nucleus], developed a way to move it around. But it was the same as moving the spirit and mind, and the lower demons who used it for the experiment couldn't stand it and all went mad.
In the end, the only way Begimlein could succeed was by moving his [flame nucleus] and transplanting it to someone else.
This [flame nucleus], the main body, was never put on the table, and always acted with a body that modified the [flame nucleus] stripped from the lower demon tribe and planted its own memory and spirit.
There were several reasons for Gaddis' attention, but the biggest reason was because of the [Great Lighthouse].
"Damn... if I did well, they would have activated the temple... that would be too halfway there"
The reason Begimlein targeted Gaddis was as Ledo speculated in that he was highly capable of fighting... and turning high (...) su (...) gi (...) na (...) y (...) adventurers into aliens and drawing them into his peers.
But there was more to it. That was only a means, and the true purpose ended in an attempt.
The true aim of Begimlein's... hard-line demons [Sparks (Kindles)] was [Great Lighthouse]... and there was a place to connect from there.
"Get out of my way... those adventurers are bound to kill me... no, in plain body and in eternal pain..."
"What do the (...) Insurance (...) people say?
In the lab, a voice sounds different from Begimlein's.
"Huh!! Stupid!! Why here!!
"You can't - Begim. My father used to say (...) hand (...) out there.
It was one girl who emerged from the dark. Horns in the eyes specific to the Demon Nation.
Begimlein naturally knows that although he looks young and small, he doesn't have a direct link between the appearance and strength of the Demon clan.
Above all - redder than blood... [Flame nucleus] was brilliant in the center of his chest.
Seeing the vermilion [flame nucleus] that only royalty would have, Begimlein was desperately working his thoughts on what to do.
Should we run, or - should we resist?
"Neither, for nothing"
"I think for the Demon King..."
Even as the thought-reading Begimlein speaks of excuses, the girl's handknife, stuffed with mistakes in an instant, stabs her in the [flame nucleus] of her chest.
"Dear……"
"Bubba Begim."
The flaming nucleus of Begimlein crushed by the knife absorbed ambient air - and exploded (...) and (...).
That was an explosion enough to blow the lab to pieces of wood dust... but in the heart of that explosion the girl stood intact.
"Grimm, did you do it?
Girl - it was one big man carrying a huge sword who showed up next to Grimm.
"Maybe. The [Ashdoll Without Sparks (Ashdoll)] has not responded well to the previous core. The current explosion was probably planted because of its fate, too. Yeah, I was gonna check it out here later. No."
"But you've had a rough time. [Great Lighthouse]... No, I didn't know they knew there was a tower."
"Well hey...... but ah (...) the (...) kids (...), you did a really good job. [Spark (Kindle)] I could handle the hardest of them all. This makes it a little easier for us to work, Garde."
"But now they'll start to move towards it in earnest, too. Don't get busy."
"Right. Yeah, it's important to note that I'm lurking in that area right now... to [Dulles of Grey Thunder] on [Fire Exposed Gerthardt] -"
"... [Bleeding Leather Rear]"
Big man - Grimm glanced at me when I heard the name Garde had raised.
"I don't like that woman."
"Only a demon king can defeat him."
"My father has plenty to spare. But when this happens... ancient (...) dragons (...) will also be on the surface stage. Are we finally going to have a [time of dusk]?
"Either way, we have one thing to do, Grimm."
"I know, Garde. Now let's go this time, to ga (...) de (...) i (...) s (...)"
They left the scene.
Only the remnants of the flame drifted on the spot.
Wangdu Dizar Noble District, [Eldenshra Mansion], reception room.
"Trouble, trouble, no. Real trouble. What are you gonna do, Eisen? You were a student at your place, weren't you?
No trouble at all, one man spoke to an old man sitting in front of him. The man was dressed in tailored clothes and had his long legs reassembled. golden hair, green eyes, a soft, tidy face and was exactly the typical look of the Dylanzar aristocracy
The man's name is Madra Vos Erdenschra.
He was one of the great aristocrats in this kingdom of Dilanzal, called [Old Blood], who for generations provided great assistance to adventurer guilds and educational institutions.
He also serves as the current chairman of the decision making body [Blood Alliance (Sangres)], which has chosen the brave men over time as heroes against the demons.
No one else pushed Sain to be a brave man, Madra.
"I don't care if you say so... I remember it was the one who said he was going to be brave..."
It was an elderly old man sitting in front of Madra. Her hair is white and her hips are bent, and she is weak holding the wand in her hand, but only her green eyes lurk her still undamaged eyes.
The old man's name is Eisen Badok.
Eisen, director of the College of [Royal Dragon College] and head of the Mage Guild and former chairman of the [Blood Alliance], a prestigious man who has spawned famous politicians, military personnel and adventurers, was an irresistible figure in calling himself the wise man of this country.
Such Eisen spoke to one young man standing behind him, holding back.
"I sure did. of... lore or"
"... I'm not involved, Lord Eisen."
Even Madra, who has seen numerous adventurers, answered with a voice in which Lower did not let any emotions seep through, wearing light armor made of insignificant materials and a sword hanging on her waist.
Grey hair, black eyes. He had a stern face and created an atmosphere of just like a warrior with his body.
"This is the first time I've seen it up close... but how come you have an interesting hidden ball inside. Hey Eisen. Is that the rumor [dragon hunting]?
I stared at Lower so that Madra would be worthy of it. It feels like I can't grasp it, but Madra only knows it's strong.
"Among the disciples of Non, he is excellent at flying... Non intends to push this one to the next brave man..."
Lore returns the words unwillingly.
"... Lord Eisen. I told you I was an adventurer.
"A brave man is a title... you don't have to be an adventurer, [dragon hunting]"
Words to Lower as Madra smiles, but Lower doesn't change one expression.
"I'm not interested. I'm interested in - dragons (...) kay (...)"
"I'm in trouble..."
Eisen also grumbled again with a look that seemed utterly troubled by the back of his back with words.
"Eisen, I was interested in playing with a hero born the other day on the border. Perfect for the next brave man, don't you think?
"It's the usual hands of the Adventurer's Guild. Take charge of the powerless...... pathetically"
Madra grinned at the pitiful Eisen's voice.
"I still don't know if I'm powerless. Still an educator, huh?
"Hmmm... but I thought you were looking at Lower... or (...) around (...) the border (...) and (...) poured (...) the demon (...) tribe (...) down (...) and (...) Gu (...) and (...) and (...)..."
"Let's do this, then. The lore and the hero of the border. Why don't you try which one deserves the brave man?
Madra suggested so with a smile on her face.
"Again, I'm not interested in the brave or the heroes of the neighborhood."
Lower denies Madra with an iron voice, but even when she heard it, Madra looked cool.
"I have an interesting story to tell you. [Dragon Hunting], you know [Fire Praise Dragon (Erin Riu) Eggubel] and [Dark Vortex Dragon (Amin Ka Riu) Aldbeg]?
To Madra's words, Lore changed her expression for the first time.
"Crap...... it's a fairy tale"
"What's not, [dragon hunting], you know best, don't you? They're moving. And where do you think it is?
Lore followed Madra's words, which she spoke happily.
"Ga (...) de (...) y (...) s (...)"
"Exactly."
"Where did you learn that information? The information about the ancient dragon... must be completely secret."
"[Dragon Hunting]... you should remember. There's nothing completely in this world... even dragons, right?
"... I'm not going to ride your thoughts. But if the dragon is moving, it's not a story. Lord Eisen, I'm going to Gaddis."
"I have no choice... Gaddis has your sister apprentice. You can count on it."
"Copy that. I'll be excused for this."
Lower leaves early enough.
"No, but it was good on the border."
"Hmm... If I suck, the map might change..."
"It's not just the map... the situation on this continent, no, the world leans at once"
Aizen, smiling Madra and his face, continued his covert conversation afterwards.
Straight from Gaddis all the way west, there were a series of mountains. It is called the Bastis Mountains and is situated on the border between the Syrian Festival State and the Kayla Free Cities Alliance.
And some of the high mountains were volcanoes, and made black smoke heavenly.
There was a group of people staring east - invisible to ordinary people but in a certain direction of Gaddis - from the summit of a certain volcano in such a Bastis mountain range.
"Hey, I thought it would burn more flashy... do it, man"
It was a long red-haired beauty who was at the head. He was wearing a desolate surrounding view and an incompatible black biscuit dress, and I could see that the beauty had a seductive body line.
But that human separated beautiful face had a ferocious grin, and fangs peered from his glossy lips.
Above all, it was the golden eyes that caught my eye. The pupils are longitudinal and create an outside atmosphere.
Behind the beauty, three men refrained. Each had a neat face, but somewhere a light atmosphere was all wrapped up, a longitudinal pupil in her golden eyes, just like a beautiful woman.
A long stretched blonde man in it called out to the beautiful woman.
"But okay? Mr. Tsubaki, didn't they tell you not to interfere?
"If you're just gonna go play, you're safe. And this is not against [the Covenant]."
That's what the beautiful woman replied to make fun of.
"No, I'm definitely sorry to play"
The blonde sighed.
"... now that city... don't disappear"
The brunette short-haired man groaned so pompously.
"Gahahaha that sounds good. That sounds interesting too!!
A cat-backed man with silver hair laughs.
"It's a human and demonic feud. I knew it. This way...... except for (...) I (...) Tsu (...) from (...) Ki (...) Ru (...) and (...) Na (...) Ru (...) and (...). Besides, at times like this, they come out crazy."
"You like that kind of guy."
"I hate weak guys, though."
Beauty giggles and fists.
"Okay, I'll go then. It's a fun sightseeing trip. No, I haven't been down in years. About two (...) hundred (...) years"
"That's okay. We want to go, too."
"Don't stand out."
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
"I don't! Just shut up and leave a message. I'll call you when it's time."
"Really? Well, don't expect me to."
A beautiful woman goes down the mountain with a sense of walking as the three men drop her off.
Straight ahead, heading east.
Thus, the world was starting to move little by little but steadily, as if it were a sagging gear.
Some adventurers realize that they are at the heart of it… a little further.