Count Scribe's Tutor

It's been three hours since I entered the dungeon.

By time, it would have been roughly two in the morning.

"You must be asleep by now."

Ferda bursts into laughter.

Then I looked around. The swamp is bluish, unlike when it entered the dungeon.

The reason was simple. Lots of Todmen turned into corpses and became mountains. The blue blood spilled in between is soaking the swamp.

But that scene didn't last long.

Pa 'at

[Reminder]

* We have identified Todman's body 38 sphere.

* Extra Skill ‘Equivalent Exchange’ is triggered.

With a dazzling swarm of light, the corpses all turned into items.

Some of them caught Ferda's eye.

"There you go again."

A potion filled with blue liquid.

It was a magic potion.

It has consumed a considerable amount of magical power in dealing with Todman. Ferda takes in the potion without hesitation.

Gulp, gulp.

"Hehehe, one of the effects is amazing, even if it doesn't taste good."

In other words, it tastes like toothpaste in warm milk.

Magic power recovers at a rapid rate. Ferda stares at the items in the swamp as she regains her original condition.

"There doesn't seem to be anything to use, but · · · · · · · ·."

The most useful item he saw was the Magic Potion, so he must have said everything. However, it is a shame to leave it like this.

"Let's take some sprouts."

Dog poop can be used for medicine, so something will happen someday.

Thinking about it, I picked up a bunch of items in the swamp. When your inventory is full of junk.

[Reminder]: Analysis rate has reached a certain number.

* Current Analysis Rate: [50/100]

* Analysis: [Dungeon Name: Swamp of Arcane]

Could it be because they defeated monsters without rest for 3 hours?

Analysis spiked by 50 percent. At the same time, the name of the dungeon was revealed.

"Arcane swamp."

It wasn't a dungeon in his memory.

Probably not the dungeon that appeared on Earth. The Yggdrasil system also sends a message as if Ferda was right.

[Hidden Achievement: Great First Step]

* Conditions: ‘Dungeon [Swamp of Arcane]’ first discovered.

* Reward: Achievement Points [500]

I shrugged my shoulders with news of accomplishment.

I was a little short on information, but I wasn't worried.

"You'll find out one day if you keep holding it."

You only need to raise it another 50 percent.

That means you only have to hunt more like you've hunted so far.

Ferda takes a step back.

At that moment!

"Raaaah!"

A Todman jumps out of the bush right next to you. You must have launched an ambush. That's too bad. Because Ferda had already anticipated throwing the dagger one step ahead.

Phew!

A dagger with a lot of magic.

It wouldn't be weird to hear a head explode.

But the problem was that my head didn't just explode.

Kwaduk

The dagger in Todman's head cracks.

In the process of hunting more than a hundred Todmen, they must have spent all their Durability.

"Ah."

Ferda mutters in surprise.

After a while, the blade drops favorably as you pull out the dagger in Todman's head. Is it really okay for you to be so frail?

"This is a little awkward."

Did you bring anything other than this?

I opened my inventory urgently. All I can see is a huge sword, a chain sickle, and a whip. It was only weapons that didn't help Ferda, who used daggers.

When Ferda frowned.

I heard a strange voice.

Hey, hey.

Ferda pulls the chain sickle out of her inventory, scared to hear her voice. It's an unfamiliar weapon, but it's still better than bare hands.

Where else did you hear that voice?

I was looking around, scattering the fierce eyes.

Can't you hear me?

The voice is heard again.

Ferda's gaze returned to her as she shouted quite louder than before.

You must have heard it in the middle of the swamp, far away. I was walking carefully because it could have been a monster imitating a human voice.

That's weird.

You mutter briefly.

At the same time, he arrives in the middle of the swamp.

I thought he was tough enough to come here.

Tough guy?

I had my doubts, but now is not the time to care. We arrived in the middle of the swamp, but nobody looked like the owner of the voice.

But then, I heard a voice again.

I can't even hear myself. Was it just a worm that came in here without knowing where I was?

This time, I got a clear location.

It was right under Ferda's feet. But it's all swamps around here.Where do you hear that?

Then his face hardened for a moment.

‘Maybe · · · · · · · · ·. ’

Is there something under the swamp?

Looking closely, there are some areas that look a little deeper. Throwing a stick and weighing it, I think it will go all the way to the knee.

I could not believe it, but I heard his voice again.

Phew, of course. Once upon a time, we were unlucky, but we can't be lucky last year, right? I'm a fool to expect it.

As if your predictions were correct, your voice is heard in the deep swamp.

Soon after realizing this, Ferda was engulfed in deep conflict.

‘What should I do? ’

Shall we take a look? Or should I just ignore it and walk away?

As I was pondering, I heard the voice of grief.

Hah, I'm finally going to meet my end here.

Sounds like you've given up half the sentence.

Ferda clenches her fist when she hears this. To be honest, I could ignore it and pass it by. But when I heard that murmur, strangely, my feet did not drop.

'Let's give it a try. ’

If it's the enemy, we can eliminate it.

Ferda's fist was full of magic when she made her decision. Then I came as close as I could to the part where my voice was heard, and I punched it.

Puang!

Dry clay splashing all around.

Repeating that ignorant act a few times, you see the bottom of the swamp gradually. Then something that was deeply embedded in the floor came into view together.

‘That. ’

Mud.

It looks familiar.

When Ferda narrowed her eyes, ‘something’ muttered again.

Lucian Archdut, that bastard! I've been so good to you, and you can do this to me. You promised you'd be back soon. Sniff!

A clearer voice this time.

I quickly reached out and grabbed something. No, I tried to catch it.

But it doesn't get picked.

"Ugh!"

In the meantime, you see the mud spreading out back into place. If we wait this long, it'll be hard to get out of the swamp.

The splendor in his eyes.

‘This way · · · · · · · · · · ·. ’

We have to do everything we can to pull it out as fast as we can.

Ferda focuses all remaining magical power on her hands. Then, as hard as I could, I started pulling out 'something’.

Greg, Greg, Greg!

It was like a tree rooted all around.

It didn't get picked dirty.

But Ferda was also not strong. When I ran out of magic, I took a potion out of my inventory and drank it straight away. Just before the swamp fills up again!

Hug!

I managed to pull out ‘something’ with a cool sound.

Hee hee, that's my fancy arm. What a year late. Whew!

Quite a startled scream.

Meanwhile, Ferda wipes the mud off the ‘something’ with the leaves lying around her. Then the sword of Zachman appeared.

The identity of 'something’ was the sword.

What? What is it? How did you get out?

Meanwhile, Ferda's ‘sword’ mutters in a mute voice.

But instead of answering the question, Ferda unleashes her magic on the sword.

to confirm information.

[Name]: Mage Series No. 3

[Grade]: Legend

[Type]: Weapon

A horse sword supposedly made quite a long time ago. It once held enormous tone-dimensional magical powers, but is now presumed to have all escaped. Inside is a sword.

"A sword."

It's not the first time I've seen it. I saw him a few times when he was a hunter.

But I've never seen a talking sword before.

Is it because there's a sword? ’

We have to assume so at this point.

At the same time, I was curious. It was a question of why I was in such a place, if anyone had ever visited this place before.

So Ferda opens her mouth tightly, holding the dagger. I was going to gather information through direct communication.

But before that, the corpse mutters.

Ugh, where does magical power suddenly come from? You're the worm from before!

Who's the worm? Wrinkles appear on his forehead.

The corpse, on the other hand, still shouts in a surprised voice.

Ho, can you hear me? Really, Zee?

A slight trembling voice.

Ferda nods quietly.

"Yes, I want to ask you something."

Wooahhhhhhhh!

"First of all, why are you here? · · · · · · · · ·."

Hail! Hail!

The conversation did not take place.

Above all, my voice sounds clearer than when I was stuck in the swamp. It was like someone was yelling at my ears.

"· · · · · · · Scream one more time and I'll leave."

Oh, my God!

While shouting vigorously, the corpse quickly closes its mouth. He doesn't want to be abandoned. However, the sword is still trembling, so it may take some time to calm the excitement.

Ferda sighs.

* * *

Twenty minutes from that.

Hmm! Let me introduce myself first.

A dagger that escapes from excitement clears its throat.

Then he spoke calmly.

I'm Prussian Langdall. A sword born in the hands of a great craftsman. You can call me Frank. Only the contractor can call it affection, but I've seen it for a long time, so it's especially permissible.

"Why were you stuck here?"

Ferda cuts Frank's horse like a knife. I wasn't interested in useless information. Then Frank calls out to the sword and mutters with a pointy tone.

How rude of you to hang up on me. But I forgive you, because I'm known for being the softest and most generous of all the marshmallow series.

"Just one more useless word and I'll leave you be."

Hehe, but it's been a long time since I've talked to anyone.

Frank cries out, but nothing changes with Ferda's attitude.

He sighs and asks again with a stiff tone.

"Let me ask you again. Why were you here?"

That's the deal I made with the old contractor.

"Former contractor?"

Lucian Archdut. He's a very bad man! When I signed the contract, I flirted with sweet words and then I went to this stinking place?! I'll curse you for it! I'll curse you. Ouch!

Did he realize that he had gotten longer again?

Franc hurriedly shuts his mouth. It's like you're looking at Ferda.

But Ferda wasn't interested in him.

‘Lucian arcade. ’

From what I've seen, I think I lifted my sword just now.

He was also the guy who was mentioned in the novel after thinking about it.

The Kingdom has a number of articles with names. Among them is the story of the great knight who founded the Erl Archdute, Lucian Archdut. His talents of natural skill and immense spirit affinity for swordsmanship are: · · · · · · · ·.

Simply put, it is an invitation to the Archdut family.

Considering the time when Erl Archdut was founded, Lucian Archdut was about 300 years ago.

After recalling, Ferda looks back at Frank.

"What is this pact?"

Defending this place.

"Protect?"

Yeah, there's a seal here.

I felt anxious as soon as I heard that it was sealed. So I tried to ask him what he sealed.

But frank's words were one step ahead.

But, you know, I've been feeling it a little bit lately, but...

A slight trembling voice.

Then I spoke with a slightly stiff tone.

I think I'm gonna wake up now that I've sealed it.

Why anticipation is always anxious.

Ferda grimaced her face.