Each was led by Gus to stay in several rooms of the temple.
My allotment is a nostalgic room where I spent my boyhood.
stone walls. There is a small wooden chair or a little writing desk, and there is also a bed in the alcove that looks comfortable on the walls.
The writing desk and shelves were left intact with household items, books and many memoirs that I left behind as I embarked on my journey.
However, I feel a little uncomfortable.
……
Was it so small?
That's what I thought, and I realized if I had grown up.
I left the temple when I counted to fifteen, or fourteen.
I don't know because I don't have regular physical measurements like in my previous life, but since then, I've grown taller and bigger.
…………
Fingering cold stone walls.
The three of the undead don't know much about the difference in warmth, but I'm alive, so it was a lot colder on a cold winter night.
At that time, Gus grabbed me a hot stone while saying what it was.
Waiting for the stones to build up at the furnace end, Brad talked to me about his brave martial arts tradition with an exaggerated gesture, and Marie was smiling and gaveling at Brad's story as she sewed.
It was a glittering and happy past that had already passed.
... Brad and Marie are gone.
But I'm sure that doesn't compromise the value of those days.
Happy past keeps glittering.
Maybe Gus disappeared, and one day, I was dead.
It descends on the bottom of the river when it flows, like a dull sand.
- It keeps shining.
…………
Imagining it that way, a grin spilled from the edge of my mouth.
He may be back home and just getting a little sentimental.
And I heard a knock on the door of the room.
"- I'm coming in."
Squeezing, the old door opened and the menu came in.
At the moment, he glances intriguingly.
"This is your room?
"Yeah."
Menel shrugged and looked around.
"You're small."
"When I was a kid, it was so affordable."
It is a room for monks who serve in the temple to wake up.
There is little room for extras and it has a simple structure.
"... Hey, Will. That gas is great, Grandpa."
"I thought you'd say it was more obnoxious than you imagined."
"No. It sounds stubborn. It sounds like something………………."
Menel was a little silent to choose the words,
"When I was shown to the room, I felt everything was spotted."
I nodded quietly at Menel. [M]
…… The great wizard who makes a name for himself in the world has many oligarchy figures.
Lying weakens after the Word of Creation.
No sharpness, no heavy. Nothing can be exchanged in Words that are just dull and light.
So the wizards, called wise men, choose silence and do not speak of vulgar things.
But Gus talks, he talks so much.
She laughs joyfully when she talks about vulgar things.
But it has not weakened since his Word.
It emanates from an oligarchy one, just like a word is heavy.
There is a sharp cleavage in the word of truth of one who soothed his wisdom with dust.
"Yeah, isn't that awesome?
Only once, as far as I know, did Gus say something that sounded like a lie.
In that dim basement - you have to kill me, only when you decide.
"… My, proud grandfather."
Saying so, I laughed.
Menel laughed too.
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I unloaded my load, loosened my gear and took a breather. I asked Menel to do everything for me, and I went to Gas.
To ask Gus for information.
Now Gus is a ghost tied to a town, but at the same time he's a sage two hundred years ago.
You may have some useful information.
"As for the Sickle of the Gods and the Sickle of Disaster and the Evil Dragon Varakhiaka, I've never seen you either."
Gus shrugged his shoulders.
"I would have liked to have met him if I had the chance and had one of the negotiations.
If we hadn't let him join the Devil's camp, we wouldn't have rubbed the lives of many heroes in the Battle of the Upper King. "
Gus says it's so different whether one old dragon who lives more than the Divine Dynasty, falls into enemy formation or into self-formation.
"Assuming we fight, it's not about targeting old wounds.
Varachiaka, who has fought the Gods' Wooden Spirit (Echo) and numerous heroes on various battlefields since ancient times, has multiple anecdotes of wounded and scaled.
… Dragon scales are tough. Assuming Brad and I don't say no from the top of the dragon scale to the meat. "
Together with Dwarves, human warriors and half-elf hunters, they head to the mountains dominated by dragons to target the stripped parts of the scales.
Kind of a situation like an old fantasy novel from a previous life. I don't feel relieved when it comes to reality.
"……… What's the Word of Existence Write-off?"
Ask Gus what hand he was thinking.
If it's that magic that Gus has enshrined the Tree Spirit of Immortality, or...
"If you hit it, you can erase it with a dragon."
The thing about Gus is that it doesn't hit.
"Nevertheless, why can the dragon of Ma 'an fly while being a giant?
... The ancient dragon is a mythical resident. I am more familiar with the Word than I am with the people who live today. "
Therefore the dragon flies.
"If the Word runs through the universe,"
Ignore all logic, dragons fly.
Because of the familiarity with the Word.
"The ancient dragon is also the user of the superb Word.
Besides, Valakhiaka's not an immortal bargainer, he's not a seasoned gorilla warrior, is he?
Will, it looks like you've become quite the wizard, but if you're brought into a magical shootout, let's shoot and lose. "
"…… the magic battle is unfavourable."
"Even white soldiers are at a disadvantage because of their superior stature and stubbornness.
If you tell Bradstream, you lose in the muscles. "
I get it, but it hurts that you can't win by muscle pushing.
... I've won more or less by now.
"Then when it comes to dragon killing stones than in ancient times, it's a surprise attack on the nest hole after being ready and poking the opponent's unprepared...
See, the demons will take the herd. Valakhiaka probably uses the forces of the demons instead of alarms. "
"I know why the Immortals stopped me……"
The magical power of the moment.
Overwhelming physique and muscles.
And the experience and wisdom accumulated over the years, to compensate for my weaknesses.
- Then Stagnate will decide that I have little chance of winning right now.
"Hmm. Stagnate. …… even in" The Herald "?
"Here comes the raven."
Gus snorted in a grumpy manner.
"I think they liked it."
"Unwillingly"
I answered with my face up. [M]
"… his thoughts are God's, and many of them are not God's."
"Yeah."
"Besides, I'm familiar with being a god. … or rubbish!
There's so much to be clever about when you can't get away with it!
I ignored the contract, I broke it, I threw it away!
God would make it more grand, grandiose! It makes sense that he could be counted as a pillar of the evil gods!
Gus called out, huh, and breathed.
"... just some gratitude, I haven't either"
I said that with a fluffy look on my face.
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"He was given the opportunity to become immortal and to nurture his charity.
Brad and Marie - like their sons and daughters, my few friends passed away happily. "
Gas gaze and flow.
That direction is their tomb.
"... and the eagle was also raised again"
Gus said so out of sight.
"I'm taking a disciple.
Knowledge and skill of the eagle, the eagle generation. It blooms and scatters clean. I thought that would be a good idea.
Why, if you're going to die and lose it, it's going to be quite untrained. "
"Gas......"
"Thanks to the Lord, it led to the next. - This is not the taste of living again."
Gus laughed at the fact that he was dead.
"Ugh. You know what I mean?
"It's okay, I know."
That's why I came alone to talk to Gus.
Gus said he'd soothe the atmosphere.
"There's little room for negotiation."
That's right, Gus nodded.
"God also admitted that there is no more power in this area than you do now.
If so, now would be a good time for Valakhiaka to strike out "
"I think so too."
Because,
"Varakiaka is already alerted by the gods (...)"
Immortality said.
The more I let down the Wood Spirit (Echo) myself, the more I want to discuss.
Gus said.
Whether one old dragon lives more than the Divine Dynasty, falls into enemy formation or self formation depends to a large extent on the trend of war.
The dragon that lives in this day and age is such a threat.
To put it the other way, for a dragon to live, it demands a corresponding standing around.
"Varakiaka continues to sleep without any measures, and if isolated, he is in a position to be assassinated by some god as an 'obstacle to my plan'.
Once the eye wounds on King Aulvangle are healed, we have to strike out again and build a force, or join some force and start a riot. "
"That's not what I meant. If you keep swimming, it's like a dead fish.
More than Varachiaka can only live in the vortex of chaos, it is no good to speak of moderation as the Lord.
If there is no more overwhelming presence in this day and age than the Upper King, do you fly your flag or mix with other forces to cause havoc?
Either way, vandalize the world and blink the eyes of the gods. "
Gus looked at me.
"It's the only thing that makes you hesitate."
Nod.
"And I don't have enough strength for that.
Maybe if you look at it from a dragon, it's an obstacle you can overcome. "
As I have overcome the obstacles I have been able to overcome.
The dragon will take me for it and try to get over it.
"Will.... please, you're going to die"
"Still, I decided to fight."
The warm fever that God entrusted to me was still breathing in my chest.
"And even if you let go, if you let go of the dragon, there will be chaos."
"Why don't we just run away?"
"……… gas"
I laughed at Gus.
"Alive and not dead are different."
Even if you abandon everything and survive, it's just not dead.
Then no, I learned it in my past life, and in my present life.
"There's no way to do this."
Gus sighed.
It was a deep sigh, like trying to give up something.
Against such gas, I change my tone brightly. [M]
"Oh, yeah, Gus. I've always wanted to ask...... I heard Tan, the hero of the three Fei Long kills.
So the human boy who lent you the money and the dagger, and the half-elf girl, remember?
"Hmm? Oh, I miss it. Remember."
"Be born, be a nobleman.... the girl in the half elf, she said she was still waiting for me when she became an old lady."
"…… well."
And Gus laughed.
She smiled lonely.
"Not this body. I can't take him away anymore."
"Can I go instead?
When I told him that, Gus seemed to have guessed what I was trying to say.
"Um, please. … it's important to take care of the money! You can't stay dead!
"Right! I need you to give me back what I lent you!
Money matters! As good as muscle strength!
"Then I don't mind."
If you're going to go home alive, that would mean good.
"If you're going to represent me, I can't let you die."
Gus laughed and said:
"The city also retains the gear of the comrades who challenged The Upper King.
- Want to get a little new, including some of your buddies'?
"Of course!"
I laughed, too, and nodded.