The village arrived at sunset and informed the village chief, who had been waiting, of a report on the state of the wetlands and his plans to visit the witch who lived on the outskirts of the village.
The witch hall of this village is not so shady as to be told of evil to the world, so I was never forced to go to the consultation.
Still, Reps raises his hand to Rice's opinion that he is worried for once and decides to visit the two of us. I didn't change my clothes because I was going to jump into this rain again, I didn't put time on it and took the reps to the mansion.
Then before long, I hear the witchy house-like lights somewhat off the settlement.
It is a familiar village house with a tight garrison if you approach it.
However, there were signs of clarity and the witch's house, and I first made sure that "no blue-green" was used in the decorations mimicking the spider's nest.
Once upon a time, my adoptive father told me that witches who use blue-green for decoration are good at generating poisons and cursing, and if they are involved, they have a high chance of getting a death curse. The witch's color in this house seems gray, and although I'm not sure what classification it means, it doesn't make me have strong resistance to get involved for the time being.
When we gaze at Reps, we exchange words silently saying that we are going to watch out for each other because we are witch's territory.
Grab the knocker ring on the door, hit it four times and wait for a visit.
What emerged from the inside less was a small woman with a top-down.
"I thought it was time to come."
and squeaking without showing his face, let go of the door in the atmosphere of now letting himself just pull into another room.
You mean follow me? and greets the landlord who is not already there "in the way," and walks over to the door where she disappears, bewildered.
Should we go in or wait?
Or when I try to lift and hit my right hand wondering if the knock would be first, a short word can be hung from inside the room saying "get in quickly".
I pulled the door with my greeting in my mouth and looked around. It was apparently a work room, and the witch sat at a table in the corner.
As she opened her mouth to discuss the matter closer, she raised her right hand to block this remark.
"I know what you're here for from the beginning. but I need consideration to answer. Are you gonna pay for this?
"... if you don't make it clear what to pay, I can't judge you as this one"
"... you're a surprisingly tough brave man."
The witch apparently loosened her mouth.
"Even as far as I'm concerned, a short story is preferable. What I want is" King Daiwan's Scale. "Can you get it for me?
"If you can get it in that dungeon"
"I thought I could. That's the last person you'll fight. Be kind. Let me tell you something."
"You just have to grab me a piece of King Daeworn scales. Got it. Can you give me some advice instead?
When she asks, she nods and puts her hands on the divination tools scattered around the table.
"That dungeon was degenerate because there was a distortion of demonic mind there. Reverting the distortion will cure the monster's abnormal development and elevated level mutations."
To put it that way, she returns to her front-loading posture, because she whispers just that the advice is over.
"How can we restore that distortion?
And ask without a choice.
Then the witch removed from the cloth at hand some item made of white stone.
"How about ten gold coins? I'll put some information on it now."
and say it in a voice that includes laughter.
That's as if, absolutely, this one expected to take it in words.
Again, I had no choice but to take a bag of street silver out of the chest bag and buy the item in exchange for ten gold coins.
"Hihihi. Every time. Good paying customers love it. ——— There is another one near this village, dungeoned by a temple that was dedicated to the goddess of harmony"
After speaking in a good mood, he drops some tone of voice, seriously, the witch says.
Originally, this region was prone to devilish distortions, and the goddess of harmony granted her protection to restore it. People worshipped the goddess, and with gratitude they erected the witch, and even built the temple, but worship became obsolete in the course of time, and only when the temple would usher in a time when no man would come. The abandoned building is said to be God's wrath or coincidence, eventually transforming its nature into a dungeon, which will remain in this day and age.
"At the deepest end of the" Temple of the Goddess, "you will be able to obtain the" Protective Stone ”of the Goddess of Harmony. It is said that the shielding stone corrects the devil's distortion."
The next morning, when the village chief asked us about the approximate location of the temple, we left the house early. Looks like we're going to have to cross one low mountain and add a dungeon offense and we need one night.
As they told us they weren't so bad witches. As such, the items sold, though somewhat expensive, were apparently the ones that would grant them “holy” attributes that would work in the temple (dungeon) they were going to go to.
I almost said "I don't want" a solol that shows a vocational pattern, a high degree of holy resistance belonging to Holy, but he expressed interest that the symbol carved on the item belonged to a rare sect, and decided to equip it just in case.
Perhaps you cared for the "King Daeworn Scale” you eventually want to get, and if you were to honestly receive such a witch's behavior, it would seem that there are many monsters in the temple who will unleash an attack of Holy Attributes.
There is a lot of flow that the Temple Dungeons have been taken over by evil gods and cults, and the wandering monsters are probably the "demons” attribute. In this case, the attribute of “demon” differs slightly from the demonic nature of the demonic species (it), and becomes demonic or evil, uncontrolled distorted and shady.
Normally, monsters of the Demon Class can shred a lot of damage with an attack of the Holy Class, but how can a monster belonging to the Holy Class that can unleash an attack of the Holy Class attack be attacked? You just don't know yourself. You have a priestly Evil version? Even back then, when I traveled with my adoptive father, who met many people, I didn't see anyone in such a profession.
Even if I can't do a lot of damage, I wonder if I should cut my strength with a physical attack to the tunnel. If the offense may take longer than you think, look out for the people you walk with.
While I was doing so, I crossed the field and crossed the mountain, and when I asked around for signs that it was about time I could see it, I saw the entrance to it where the red earth pillars stood.
Stepping into a temple with a simple construction but seemingly quiet air, the most encountered was the "Spirit of the Clergy”.
The priestly spirit (the monster) took up the structure of the response to this figure, but the symbol of the equipped item stopped in his eyes and he didn't seem to be able to take it seriously. If you look closely, the symbol of the same shape is right there in the building, and I see that our presence equipped with it looks like an ally. I still understand that Sorol has honestly equipped himself with the question of whether the granting of sacred attributes may be such a case.
Around the same time, Beryl seemed to notice something, sending her gaze to Solol for a while.
I was paralyzed by Sorol's attitude of pretending to be stubbornly ignorant, and finally I slapped him on the shoulder and offered him one hand as Zui, "... the classic I have, lend me".
For some reason Sorol silenced, but gradually cared about the area around his shoulder where one hand remained, with a sifting voice at the end.
"... treat me with care"
and had a thick covered booklet removed from his nostalgia on Beryl's hands.
The other two watched the sight as well, but when they couldn't stop caring very much, including themselves, the next ecclesiastical spirit (monster) to count cleaned up with clams.
Looking back, wondering if there would have been any difference from the way we fought so far.
Then.
"Hey, you, now, what's up"
"... I used chisel"
"Thousand cuts!?
"... that's a classic. It worked immensely."
Thank you, you get the twist of two, mix your gaze with Reps, Rice.
If you're a girl whose expression doesn't work very well, in a somewhat crisp atmosphere.
The clergy boy gazed at the fact that the scripture he had just given fit in the girl's hand.
What's the matter with you? and when asked with a gaze, put down the out-of-the-box solol and Beryl breaks one, and returns it.
"... got an item that could sharpen the monster's damage a lot. From now on, it's easier. Expect."
"Lord Shush, what does that mean?
"... because it's a pagan classic. In short, from the monsters here (clergy), the teaching is pagan… because doctrines and doctrines listed by other denominations, in other words, are like cults, outward paths… they become horrible pairs of attributes that threaten their own attributes. Probably..."
"I see."
It was Solol, who managed to reassert himself and explain it to the members, but it still seemed that the classics in the hands of the torn Beryl were quite spared, with his eyes drifting somewhere void for a while.
Every time Beryl subsequently encounted on the monster, he used the torn piece pierced to the tip of the demon arrow. Luckily it worked for most of the monsters roaming around, and it was quite easy to move on, and even when I came to the deepest part of the temple to get the intended protective stone and reveal the night, I didn't leave much fatigue.
The next day, safely after the temple, when we saw that the booklet that was a classic turned into a miserable appearance that only a few would be left behind, when we visited the big city, we tried to buy Sorol a classic that would definitely replace him... it was actually the first time the three of us snorted.