"I have to go..."
The more I followed the day, the more Lark felt left. If you find out I'm going to be safe and secure, there's no point in watching.
"Lark......!
I pulled out my jacket and threw my sleeve through it. The clothes that Mr. Mimino fixed for me were flaky and dull everywhere, but I can wear them without any problems.
From the next room I heard Mr. Mimino and Mr. Nong talking. Maybe thanks to [hearing enhancement]. We're both in bright shape, so I guess Mr. Dantes will be fine.
But now that I said I was going outside, there's no doubt I could stop it, so I killed my footsteps in [the walking technique] and went outside —— the dark sky just before sunrise was there.
Was I asleep for more than half a day? Though I'm hungry to think of it that way, now is not the time.
Check the perimeter of the inn. No one. Running down a deserted street, there were, as it were, people going out to the market to buy. Yesterday, when I said there was such a big incident, the city was still trying to move as usual today, which was kind of strange, and I felt like I was the only one having a bad dream.
But it wasn't a dream, it wasn't until the battlefield got closer that I realized it was real.
The smell of smoke that has drifted seems to be widespread. Although there were many stone buildings that did not result in a major fire, there were certainly many places nearby that were burnt black.
As we approach the battlefield —— my chest beats faster and faster as I walk down that street where I once tried to escape.
Lark was on the battlefield. That's for sure. But the battle took place yesterday, and it's still unlikely that Lark will be in that place —— still, there's nowhere else to look.
There was one lead soldier, standing up. I'm scuffling the yawn. Probably security at the battlefield -- the "Talent Control" building collapsed, and there might still be talent pearls there.
But I can slip through as much as I want if I'm just standing alone. I killed my footsteps and passed through the guard guard as I passed through the shadows.
"Ah..."
As soon as I turned the corner, that was the battle scene. Still dull white smoke rises out of the groove, mixed with burnt smells of meat and makes me sick.
Patience, patience...
I look around. But —— after all, there can't even be Lark here.
"No..."
There were no dragon bodies, no bodies of Mr. Lykira or Krista. It must be after they bring it out.
It was thought that the place where a lot of blood was flowing was where the dragon died, and I walked there.
"Mmm..."
That's when I was worried about one stone. It's about the size of a tile, and I want to flatten it. The other grudges were covered in blood, but only the stone was placed on the blood.
Lift it up and flip it upside-down —— there, lettering it around the stone.
"Someday Somewhere"
It was too short, and it was a shitty letter.
Speaking of which, she (...) could barely write because I had taught the old Hinga a a little letter or something, but she didn't like to study.
"Lark... I knew you were here..."
I could feel my chest clogged and tears spilling all the time. Don't let me cry here. [M] Because I refused the hand of salvation she offered me.
And yet, on my own, I'd be too selfish to cry about Lark.
Okay, I get it.
Lark.
I'll see you somewhere sometime, I'm sure... Because we're just two sisters and brothers.
"-- were you here? Six star possessor."
That's when my ear caught someone talking.
Happily looking around, running to the shadows and hiding.
Then came a few lead soldiers and someone who at first glance could tell with his superior officer.
"-- supposedly for sure. It was a black sword skill I had never seen. It appears to be equivalent to the skills used against the mine director after the Duke's death."
I'm talking about Lark. Are they looking for Lark? What kind of rare skill is 6 stars?
"--Hmm... there should have been no survival of the miners and only a few rewards from the mines"
"-- You must have given me a report with priorities in mind. No, or was that talent so shocking..."
"--That could be enough. And yesterday, a sighting came up from the castle gate... saying that the black-haired, black-eyed slave was really there?
"--Yes. He put it through because he's a slave to adventurers. The records of mine slaves showed only two slaves of children: Lark, a slave using six stars, and Jane Doe, a black-haired, black-eyed slave. It is well thought that these two will have a friendship after their escape."
My heart was beating loudly. [M]
That's all they've been looking into.
"-- Okay. The first step is a search here, thoroughly look for any trace of slavery left. I'll hang on to the Adventurer Alliance and ask about the black-haired, black-eyed slave."
Bad. It's only a matter of time before we get to the "Silver Balance" once they check out the guild. The colour of the hair is the one that has changed, but the eyes remain black. I quickly find out what a hair dye is.
(... I can't bother everyone)
If I tell you all about my situation, you might say, "Let's get out of here." But Mr. Dantes is being treated for serious injuries. You won't be able to move any time soon.
If you want to run, it's the end of the day. Before the entrance and exit of the territorial capital is sealed off.
I had to go —— and I was about to walk out, and I saw a slice of an expensive cloth in the corner of my sight. I soon found out that that was part of Krista's cloak, but what bothered me more than that... was the silver light the cloth was covering.
"Is this...!?"
Going nearby, I noticed.
Krista slashed her torso. I guess I was flying with this (...) at that time.
The heavenly silver adventurer registration card reflected the sky at dawn while maintaining a deep (...) silver (...).
(This is Tianyin (Mithril), this is...!
I was coming back to the inn when I realized where I was running. [M] The Adventurer's ID I was holding in my hand was Vietnamese with my hand sweat, and I stuck it in my pocket hazy if anyone saw me.
Back in the room, there was no one there. I put an adventurer's card on the table, even though I was concerned that Mimino was not there.
"Adventurer Guild Keysgrain Federation King Geffelt Capital Adventurer Guild Issued
Name: Krista-La Krista
Rank: Tianyin
Party: −
This Registration Certificate is certified by the Adventurer Alliance as belonging to the aforementioned persons. In addition, when the aforementioned persons pass through, they request prompt permission from all relevant parts of each country.
That's how it was carved on the surface of the plate. The part of the letter glowed slightly blue and white whether the misrill was special or not.
Just look at the letters, it's like a passport...... Is it the necessary potency because I'm an adventurer traveling all over the place?
More than the state controls the distribution of Mithril itself, it would be unlikely that the Mithril used for this Guild Registration Certificate could also be taken out on its own.
But I secured it myself.
—— The tip is further divided into five pieces with leafy leaves. (Life Tree Leaves)
—— Very deep silver metal. (Mithrill)
—— A creature that is nagging like a mite. (White mites)
Because this is the last material (...).
"Uh, white mites, white mites..."
I discover the tool bag I was wearing where my jacket was located. This was also worn out but still works. Remove the leather bag containing the leaves of the life tree and white mites.
"Hmm...?
When I opened the bag, I was pulling the thread inside. According to [Mori Luo Wan], this seems to be the spitting mucus of white mites who ate the leaves of the life tree. Seriously. It's too creepy.
Nevertheless, I can't say four or five, and according to [Mori Luo Wan] the great teacher seems to have no problem, so when I put my guild registration card on the table, I reverse the contents of the leather bag —— a sticky mass falls off. A chunk goes on the registration certificate at a yucky rate.
and
"Huh."
It discolors black from that part and the whole misrill stains black.
"This is it, huh? Hmm, sounds ok..."
[Mori Luo Wan] So he said this is the medicine. I was convinced it was a cure for Mr. Dantes' petrification.
…………
I reached for my registration card silently. [M] When I touched it, it was supposed to be metal. It was softer as if it were wet thick paper, wrapped around a twist. It's the last roll of sushi I want in the world. Well, I don't need to eat it.
I really don't know if Mithril is a fantasy substance... I'm starting to wonder if it's metal or not.
Knock on the next room, but no response. The door was unlocked and opened —— the smell of the medicine was drifting. Sleeping on a bench, Mr. Nong had his eyes closed with a thin blanket hanging and was in deep sleep.
There was a bandaged Mr. Dantes lying on the bed.