Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 368

There was a small side hole on the cliff near the summit. It is a little cave, but looks natural. Inside, weathered animal bones were also scattered.

"It's made in the burrow of a panther Oiwa. If you're a decent Kuwait, don't get close first, because you can't live alive."

"So that's it"

It's not bad to impersonate a demon burrow.

The inside of the cave was dark, just like I was a werewolf.

A side hole was hidden along the way, and there was a heavy metal door at the end.

Behind the door is a secret treasure house containing the god of war.

"Please, Weid. As a guardian of Kayankaka, an elder of the Tora tribe, I will allow you to enter the treasure house."

"Thank you"

I thanked the elder and opened the door.

I entered the treasure house and was scared at that moment.

I guessed it wasn't one when asked, but it seems like a hundred at first glance.

There are various shapes.

Some are cup-shaped, others are swords and helmets.

The shape is most like a crystal ball.

"Elder, is this all so?"

"Yes. Almost everything is destroyed. There is so much left in our hands that our ancestors destroyed it with caution."

Some of them are autonomous, like the drowlight treasures.

The elder was angry at the jewel at the back of the treasure chest, but my interest was shifting to the destroyed treasure.

Each of the treasures has a faint magic crest, and is stopped in maintenance mode.

I stared at the magic crest on it, taking care not to touch it.

"Wait, and this is ... Waid?"

Wait a minute, it ’s good now.

"Elder, this is amazing. How to break it, really lean. It's a polite job."

"Huh ..."

I was lightly moved and showed the elder one of the treasures. The magic crest is floating slightly on the blade of the sword.

"Only two magic crests will be erased. This will never be able to start anymore, but restoring itself is extremely easy. Since analogy from the surrounding context, the deleted characters are reduced to one."

"That's right?"

The elder doesn't seem to be very familiar with magic, and his impression is thin.

I got frustrated and explained further.

"The ancient human tiger who destroyed it had deep knowledge and skill in magic theory."

"I'm sorry, I'm not magical ..."

Alright, let me explain.

"The ancient tigers are destroying the treasures so they can't be abused or abruptly activated, but at the same time they're kept to a minimum for future generations."

With this many materials, it is easy to analyze the structure.

"This is a great thing ... yes, for example, the treasure magic capacity!"

"Hah"

"I don't know how much magic you need to create a war god, but if you look at all the treasures here, you'll get clues about the amount of magic needed to create a war god. "

Even the guy with the smallest capacity should be able to create a war god, so measuring it can be a guide.

I appealed further to help the elders understand the importance of this treasure house.

"This isn't just a place to seal relics of the past; it's a place packed with forbidden knowledge and with the power to change the future."

"the future……?"

"Yes, regardless of the war gods, there's enough wisdom to change this world."

The elder nodded, "Hoho," and stroked the tiger's beard.

"When I say that, I don't feel bad, but at the same time I feel responsible."

You seemed to understand a little.

I consulted with the elder and reached an agreement to send an investigator here.

It also promises to strengthen security on the entire Kayankaka Mountain. In the meantime, let's have the skeletal soldiers protect it.

This is to protect treasured treasures, but also to protect humans and tigers when the power relationship between humans and humans is reversed in the future.

Humans are scared. They may forget about past relationships and promises and destroy human tigers.

Humans are scared.

I'm really scared.

The elder goes outside with a treasure. I followed it.

The morning sun was shining on the mountaintop.

Below the northern eyes are the Kayankaka Forest and the swell of the flowing Mejire River.

On the other side, the mountain range linked to Mt. Kayankaka extends far.

If you have a smartphone, you can shoot it and post it on your SNS, but this is a sight that can only be seen by climbers in this world.

As the darkness of the night was torn and everything was wrapped in golden light, the elder offered me a gem.

It is about the size of a baseball ball, in which a band-shaped magic crest is flowing like a snow dome. It is a strange sight.

"This is the jewel of the surviving war god, we call it" The Jarkan's Treasures. "It is reported that when our ancestors defeated the last war god Jerkan, they sealed their power. I will. "

In the magnificent scenery, Zakar's face shimmered for a moment.

He was calling himself a descendant of Jakarn.

Had this been obtained, his delight would have been at its peak.

Dangerous dangerous.

I shook Zakar's grinning face, praying for his hiding, and then grabbed the orb with both hands. Following the style of the mountain people, he offered twice.

"I'm sure Jarkan's treasure has been kept. From now on, the Demon King Milardia will protect the treasure."

"Thank you, Mr. Weid"

I wrapped the secret treasure wrapped in the furoshiki with the cloth I brought, and grasped it firmly.

When you return to the settlement, pack it in a wooden box and have eight squads guard it.

The elder sees it and asks me.

"Can't he use this as a war god?"

"I won't. I don't need it."

Why do people always ask this question?

The elder mumbles crazy, looking up at the rising sun slowly.

"It's a mysterious person. Despite being a demon, you don't want power."

"Your current strength is enough. Those who know enough are rich, and those who know that they are content and content will live happily."

"Well, is that a proverb of Milardia?"

"Well, that's it."

I think I was probably Lao Tzu, but I don't have Lao Tzu in this world, so I cheat it properly.

There is no drill if you want strength.

When someone becomes a war god, this time it's just a battle between the war gods. The history of Kuwait proves.

I want my child to live in a more peaceful time than I did.

I could not help but hope.

Speaking of which, this treasure, why only one remains?

"Sometimes elders. Why is only one of those hidden treasures storing magic?"

The elder laughed and spread his hands.

"Their ancestors used it generously to enrich the Kwal. The blessings of the mejire and the Kayankaka forest seemed to have become so powerful thanks to it. I've been there. ''

"So that's it……"

The elder continues.

"But someone told me to keep the last one, but I heard from the predecessor that there was only one left."

"Is that so"

I nodded, staring at the magnificent scenery below my eyes.

Did you evacuate the magical powers of the war god's treasure and rebuild the devastated land with that magical power?

I suddenly remember Iria.

"The current Demon King of Milaldia did the same thing, using much of his power to defend Milaldia."

"Well, the same conclusion as our ancestors?"

"Yes. Her Majesty is my wife, but she is really smart and merciful ..."

I feel proud and tell the elders about the Devil King Ayria in majestic light.

I want you to know that it's safe to have a treasure in Miraludia, and above all, My Majesty is a wonderful person.

Therefore, we descended before noon.