Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

Listen to Cenri's quiet voice while enduring abdominal pain. The story Cenri heard from the mayor was very suspicious.

"The sanctuary the undead are after, huh..."

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According to the mayor's story, there is apparently a sanctuary beneath that ancient castle that attracts the undead.

To exterminate the undead, which frequently appears for this reason, [Descend] says he is calling mercenaries from outside to do his turn for the ancient castle. He said the scale of last night's raid was unexpected by [Descend].

It is too unnatural. I can clearly see that I have abdominal pain and diffuse concentration. I feel uncomfortable forcing myself through the muscle path.

In the first place, that doesn't explain why I didn't contact the Knights of the End. It's also possible to force him to give reasons, such as he was going to contact me after seeing how things were going - well, it's unlikely. Because the [Descend] side doesn't have the disadvantages of what happens when you contact them.

Cenri says with a serious look.

"Something... hidden"

"In the first place, I was attracted... not to the place."

If it's a sanctuary that attracts the undead, it should work for me too. But I went there frequently because for some reason the crystals had fallen at night, and the signs of the crystals at that night were only so far out of the castle that I couldn't find them.

If we could capture the Necromancer who was supposed to be manipulating the Undead Corps, we would have gotten some information - harder than that poisonous blood vampire involved.

Cenri hangs the key in front of him. It's a big key with a flat hand. It's full of rust, and it seems like it could be anything.

Frowning. The centipede breathes small. I watched my chest move quietly as I endured abdominal pain.

"In that basement... there's more down there. The key there. I got it from the mayor."

"... what do you have?

The centipede shook his head sideways small.

It is a complete trap. I don't know what's underneath the underground corridor of the old Demon King's Castle, but it would be extraordinary.

But I know. Cenri was perfectly prepared. She is just. Calm settling and stubbornness may live together. It's too dangerous, but I'm not even willing to stop looking at the quiet eyes that remind me of that lake surface.

"I'm coming, too."

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"On the wall or so, it will. Even in this condition, it's much tougher than a centipede."

Sure, my stomach hurts, but my regenerative abilities are alive and well, and most monsters will manage if I hit them with all my strength, even if I lack the glory.

The centipede is strong but human. I can't take it back in case something happens because I don't have the durability or the ability to regenerate it. I hold my stomach down and declare it to a centipede so luxurious that if I hug it hard, it's going to break.

"It's not like I'm going to listen to you all over town. Stick with me, but I'll follow you, I will."

"............... you don't have to stick around"

"I won't let you bite me anymore. I haven't forgotten about Albatross. I only chew on one side."

"............... it's much more dangerous to leave it. This city is too dangerous for you."

Cenri avoids the arms stretched out trying to hug him with minimal movement.

The force is above me, but the delicate and flexible movement is still no match for her. But it's okay. They catch me when I breathe blood.

Still feeling the pain of burning in my stomach, I stretched my spine with guts and stretched my best.

"This is the last time. Let's get this over with and get out of this city."

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I had a strange feeling behind my neck.

It's like paralysis - or chills. It is unique before entering a dangerous place.

Cenri looked up at the ancient castle surrounded by silence with no other signs of life and frowned.

This is the first time I've visited this ancient castle at night - but obviously things are not the same as before.

It was only yesterday that we destroyed a large number of undead. But now we don't even see bone shards of those wreckages that were piled up high. If the mayor's story were true, I'd have cleaned it up...

Somewhere, just before breaking into Horos Carmen's mansion. Signs of strong darkness are not leftovers from the demon king's generation.

"I didn't know you'd still be here at night with those eyes. You really like Lew."

It was the Lazars, a group of mercenaries, packing behind them. Little on the table, but the attitude is obvious.

I can't help it, Cenri thinks. Though the Razals did not come close to those large groups of undead, they are seeing massive amounts of debris. Though it is a fairly superior individual, it does not seem to beat the 'Black Bone' level, it is such an army.

Still, did we both take a request from the mayor and come this far out of curiosity, or did we even feel guilty about leaving everything to Cenri, much younger than ourselves?

One of the mercenaries opens his mouth. That awe-mingling glance was ahead of him was the end of holding his stomach and blue-faced.

"Baron looks a lot worse today, too, and shouldn't we go back?

"Me too, I think. But Lew will be gone alone. I can't keep my mouth shut as a husband, either. As husband."

I admire only a little bit the guts of the end to continue acting in this situation.

In the first place, it shouldn't be a big deal that the end, which literally didn't want to die, would come this far without being ill.

This case was only for the end at the beginning, but it is Cenri's mercy that has now come here. And I could have expected that if I moved, I would want to follow the end too. Just a little bit of that - no, I'm so, so sorry.

"Love. I love Lew, so much about my stomach hurting. [M] 'Cause I love it."

"Oh, oh, okay. I've figured it out enough, Baron. But you can't fight like that?

I am absolutely ashamed of myself as I look at the end. I've noticed it thinly for a long time, but the end seems to be... the type that doesn't put clothes on your teeth. I mean, I guess I don't care what the Lazars think.

But whatever you say - I want you to be a little quiet. Although there is almost no doubt from the atmosphere of the ancient castle that they are waiting, they do not feel nervous.

The end theorizes forcefully with a bloodless face. I pretend to be fine, but from time to time I see that body movement stops to pull. I guess it still hurts.

"Of course you are! But if the Razals are in danger, we should just run. Because if I die, my beloved Luu will grieve! Love it!"

The end is strong, but we can't just rely on it this time. Cenri sighed loudly, embarrassing the end with a small voice.

"Baron, be a little quiet. Because I love it."

§ § §

The atmosphere of the ancient castle clearly drew a line from before. It wasn't originally a very bright place, but if you insist - it's wrapped up in a terribly gloomy air that's going to make me feel better. I just wanted to sing a nose song if I didn't have abdominal pain.

But I don't fail to be vigilant even though I'm agitated by the pain. The instincts of lower vampires are already in combat mode.

Cenli to take the lead and move on. Followed by the Lazars, the mercenary group and me.

The Lazars are probably useless in this fight. So they're walls.

Wall that protects me and Cenri from traps. I just want to stand around trying not to die because Cenri is sad and has no grudges, but I can't replace Cenri's life with mine. I've come this far knowing the danger, and I'm ready for it.

Coming to the front gate of the castle, Cenri stopped. He floats his face only for a moment, but immediately pulls out his hips sword and scratches the walls of the castle.

One vertical, one horizontal. The wounds sharply crucified emit a slight white glow.

You had a surprised look on your face, and you looked at my face and said that Cenri seemed just a little sorry.

"... a mark for when I could not return alive. Encourage those who come later to be vigilant."

... I see it is the epic readiness that the Knights of the End deserve to crusade the undead with their lives at stake.

I hope it's brilliant, but I know I loved reading.

"It's not even on the edge. It's called a death flag."

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Well... I'm already dead.

Looking down at the heavy wax I could carry in my right hand. My stomach hurts, but I can swing it and destroy the death flag.

I was just a little lost, but I kept my shoulders small. [M]

No matter what hand you use, you won't let Cenri kill you. That's all. I don't need a sign of readiness or anything. It's in me.

The force was hardly likely to be used. The curse of the sable, which could not be absorbed, is probably connected to the malaise.

Strength, regenerative abilities, five senses, and overall physical abilities remain intact, but forces that can be actively exercised are not activated successfully.

No dogging, no cursing, no sharp claws, no sharp fangs, no latent shadows. In pain, if you put all your strength into it with your life at stake, it might activate, but I'm very unwilling to try.

He is also losing focus because of constant severe pain. I took a deep breath and just missed the pain by thinking about Cenri.

I'm sure Cenri will reward me if she finds out what caused it. With that in mind, I can afford this amount of pain.

Walk down the aisle of a familiar castle. I usually walk in the lead, but I have to leave it to Cenri because all I've done this time is keep my feet together.

The smell is the same as usual. But the air I feel on my skin is different. Ride through the collapsed walls and descend into the underground passage.

I only expected a little, but there were no signs of crystals at night. Proceed to the back with full vigilance around you.

It was an end-of-life passage that we reached. It is a place where several large crates are placed and look like storerooms. It's been awhile since I started going by, but I've never seen night crystals here.

By the way, I checked when I first got here, but the crate is empty. I was told that what was brought in by [Descend] was left intact. Once the centipede checked the perimeter, he moved it so as to drag the crate.

Peek into the exposed stone floor as the slightest lights of the pine lights held by the lassers illuminate.

Indeed, if you look closely like this - there is a gap between the stone slab and the stone slab. This is - I don't realize it just by looking at it a little bit. I don't even smell it, so even vampires can't notice it.

You can't flip stones with your fingertips like white fish. Instead of Cenri, when he comes forward, he puts in his trembling fingertips and forces him to flip the tablet.

The stone makes a stinging noise. Pretty heavy, but I guess it wasn't fixed. It may be difficult in human power, but if you flip one over and make a big gap, it's not hard to strip the rest off.

Carefully peel off each piece. Hidden beneath the stone floor - was an old black door.

"............... it's a trap. Definitely."

Is it [Descend] who buried this floor? Or did you bury what was originally exposed like a lid on something smelly?

But it's troublesome either way. The door is tightly closed and the smell hasn't leaked. Ask for Cenri's expression, but Cenri also shakes her neck to the side.

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Was there also a weakness in detection by blessing?

Of course not. This is the basement of the once dead king's castle, so strange if you haven't done that much.

But there is no fear even if there is tension in Cenri's expression. I'm sure she's been fighting like this all along.

Then I can't be afraid. [M] Give a hand to the centipede. Cenri hesitated only a little, but soon gave me the rusty key.