Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

[11]

"It's strange."

I heard a voice.

Earldi appears while hitting his shoulder with a long sword. Standing next to me, my head is fuzzy with a fist.

"The curse that flows through this guy is different from our curse."

"Do you deny my great magician's wisdom?"

Garving smiled with an unpleasant look.

"Even though it's a great magic, is it going to be short with the curse?-In that regard, my home is a long and long relationship."

"What has been done for a long time?"

"Nothing, the Holy See ------- Mother worked hard to die.

"Wait, Gua!"

Garaving's light mouth was stopped by Serra-sama's feet.

"Well, believe in my intuition. This is different. It's another monster."

In addition, the head is pounded.

I'm getting frustrated gradually.

"Teach you, what is the curse of this child like? Is it really different from the curse that Elysium received?"

"It's definitely different. If you say something similar, it's strange that it's [Gravius's Father]. It's just similar. No, it seems that there was a closer sign. Whatever, I was south of the left continent. "

"Dragon body?"

"Ah, that's it. That wolf guy ......... a girl bound by a chain there."

Earldi points to the old Lazarissa that was rolling.

"It was hard to catch because of the unstable sign, but it is the most similar. What is this guy? It's a hidden child? Don't you say grandchildren?"

"......... the dragon's body and the wolf, the seal of the snake dragon"

Serra thinks while walking away from her garving.

She reminds me of Lana.

"You!"

"Yes"

I was answered, so I replied.

"Maybe you're going out with the King's woman?"

"No, but he is the king's minion."

Even after his death, I am still under His Majesty. Forever as long as I think.

"Usso, you're the knight of Elysium. At least you can feel like a knight.

Ignore Earl's prejudice.

"The kings have a dragon on the flag they raised?"

"is"

"Yeah. The covenant of the kings resembles the covenant with God. Because death is a familiar earth, the wishes and covenants of the people of that land give rise to God's blessed power."

"Because they're barbarians who do war idiots every thousand years. That would be strong."

Earldie nods, and Serra-sama shines her eyes.

"The contract with the kings who used the dragon as their flag. The fact that the serpent dragon was sealed. There are probably many more! No doubt! Your journey and adventure so far. Your curse will not manifest! Not only that, your blood and presence will cure the curse! "

She laughs happily and proudly.

Wrong.

This is your story. I just inherited it. I just happened to be the last runner and received the baton, just cutting the goal tape.

There was a short scream. Garving stabbed and killed a girl called a snake dragon with a cane.

The world melts black, losing enemies. We move to the next level.

"I'm not convinced"

"Master, where is my theory wrong?"

"It's just the hope of relatives Hiiki. There is no single confirmation."

"Mix his blood with Earldy's blood and you'll know right away. You can cure the curse."

"Impossible. It is said that those who have the arson can overcome the curse without using the arson. Now, isn't it worthless to find the master's long-term quest!"

I felt quiet, dark and intense anger from Garving. The darkness comes and the fire of the great magician Cantera shakes.

"Did you forget the basics of the basics, the beginning of the introduction, the teacher?-God's work is ironic"

"Even though, there is a flame of wisdom with certain power. Right in front of you! There's no reason why we haven't reached out!"

"There is power that people can't touch. I'm a teacher, but I don't even understand this simple thing. After all, the arson has a suspicious power. It's a power to attract and deceive people. ――

"It's like a curse."

Garving raises his cane, and Serra and Ardi stand in front of me.

After a long silence ... the sorcerer lowered his wand.

"There is still time, my disciple, think twice; cursing a curse with a curse only gives birth to a new curse. Fire is the only thing that destroys curses, dusts, and ashes. Turn off. There is no other way. "

Galwing disappears in the light.

"I had a lot of fights with him, but only this time it was serious."

After a light mouth, Erdi sighs deeply.

"That's true. The teacher is a bit strange."

A fireball created by Serra illuminates the surroundings. A dark, dead world with nothing.

But as he looked closely, he saw a partially destroyed ruin in the distance.

"Next is you?"

"House"

It is me in order, but it is a scene that I do not recognize at all.

The fireball of Serra suddenly disappears, and the surroundings become completely dark. When you lose your balance and fall off the bed, you feel the mud on your palm. The surrounding air is moist and light rain falls from the sky.

"that?"

The bed was gone.

That is not all. Neither Serra nor Erdie.

Calm down the panicking heart and look around calmly. What matters is accurate grasp of the situation and rules of thumb as an adventurer.

When you get used to your eyes, you can see that there is nothing around you.

Nothing is found except the mud plains that reach the horizon and the ruins that are far away. The scenery looks anxious, but the wonders and the rain are pleasant. Calm and cold, lowering body temperature and pain.

Start walking while stepping on shallow mud with bare feet.

The place to go is where you can see it. There is no reason not to go.

Slowly, step by step, as we approached the ruins, we saw rubble sinking in places.

Pillars carved with horned creatures like demons. Part of the city wall with a sign resembling an arrow. You'll also find hemispherical huts and glass triangle roofs.

Neither of Lemuria, nor of kings, nor of Neomia. It's an architectural style I've never seen.

Wander through the ruins without purpose. Touching your feet or picking up eye-catching objects, all of which are junk. Half dolls, some ore, parts that look like swords, underwear with holes.

Pick up and throw away, pick up and throw away, and finally find a place that seems "like".

A castle-like building almost buried in mud.

Penetrates inside from a large crush. Walk on cobblestones with petapeta. Like the outside, the inside is damp, cold, quiet and comfortable.

Proceed to the back of the castle as you go into the mud.

I felt light from behind. A faint, heatless light.

I walked through a long corridor with the feeling of a mole and came out to a large space.

Between the rotting kings.

The ceiling shattered and rained, the candlesticks rolled, the curtains sooted, the carpets were stained with mud, and no one on the throne.

"Hello, welcome.

A boy is sitting on the ground beside the throne. Neutral appearance, long gray hair and red eyes. She wears a darkened robe on her limb that is likely to break. On his head is a sooted crown.

"Who?"

A prince I don't know.

Hmm? Prince?

"It's a prince. It's the last prince.

The prince seems convinced.

I read this heart. It's like a king of nothing.

"I don't want him to be with him. It's a disaster of the previous civilization, he is."

"Which prince and what kind of relationship with me? Why in this hierarchy?"

It's better to move your mouth than to think. To this hand.

"Answer. First, the question," Why on this level? "I am.

As the prince claps his hands, the fallen candlestick lights.

Tapping again, the fire went out.

"I used that power to duplicate my being and set it to appear as a phrase when a" specific being "appeared. There seems to be a person who is disturbing you.

I answered my questions before I heard them.

I'm talking about this.

"You have a baby with you?"

“………… Oh, sure.”

You must be in Sera's stomach.

"I let him use the fluctuations of his existence and the materialization of hierarchical memory. So, the next question is," Which prince is it? "It's" Elysium. " And the last prince. Let's keep some secrets because it doesn't make much sense. "

I'm not good at something.

A type I haven't encountered much. There is no malice, but I don't think it has good intentions.

"It's a haiku. When times change, old customs become bad, but knowing is not bad."

As the prince snaps his finger, a silver sword appears out of nowhere.

He picked up his sword and threw it away in a distant or appealing manner.

"Is the introduction over?"

"That's right. The main question," What is your relationship to me? "

The prince spreads one hand.

"Becomes"

A colorless flame sways on the hand.

There is no reason to make a mistake. A secret fire.

"I'm the one with the same storm as you."