The Branded Female Fencer
To the Swamp, Part 6 - Trackers
Almost at the same time as the Alphilis and the others arrived at Steam. There was a bunch of people approaching where the Alphilis and the others were meeting Maple. It's...
"Hmm, is this Alphilis?
It is lifeless to look at the carcasses of the Warcraft and examine the traces of witchcraft. There are also individual differences in the use of witchcraft, as there are habits in what people do. Sorcerer Sometimes, just looking at the trail of sorcery is enough to determine who did it roughly. Lifeless had a direct relationship with Alphilis, so it was a good idea to discern him, but strangely, Lifeless wasn't sure it was Alphilis who fought here.
"(That's odd... I feel like it's a different sorcery habit than when you did it with me. Although most of the parts are similar, it is also unusual to say something so similar and negative. What the hell is this all about? You're saying there's something in Alphilis that I don't know yet?
Lifeless ponders for a while, but there were those who spoke from behind.
"How have you been, my king?"
Speaking up was a big man with black armor all over his body like a knight. The voice was very quiet and although I can't see the expression in my helmet, my loyalty to the lifeless was seeping through.
"What, it's no big deal, it's Dortmund. I don't think that's what I did. Everything is clear when you meet Alphilis."
"Ha. The enemy the king will look forward to that, and I want to see it soon, too"
"Well, you're the same fighting freak, you are"
Lifeless laughs. A man called Dortmund, too, can't see the look on his face, but he's probably laughing.
"I wonder if that's why I could serve the king to the end."
"Especially so. But it's a good thing you've been safe for hundreds of years. I never dreamed you were alive, either."
"I can't distinguish myself from a human if I take off my armor. Life expectancy is much longer than that of humans, and we've been swamped all over the place by the crowd."
"What were you doing?
"I was observing humans. I left my official post early to embark on a journey, as it was visible that I could rub it after the report that the king had been taken hostage. Because I was interested in how the world would spill after that. But the humans are really interesting. After you banished the Demon King, you fought a war that lasted hundreds of years in your own family. The battle was finally over, so when I was bored, I heard the king was still alive."
"I heard. To whom?
Lifeless surprises me. There can't be anyone who knows about Dortmund and myself at the same time.
"I was a magician like a boy. I didn't have a first name."
"... him."
In the back of the lifeless brain, the face of a boy who easily defeated the magic of Faranx appears. It was a baseless guess, but Lifeless felt half certain. Dortmund's doubts blocked his thoughts where Lifeless gave reflection on the boy's identity.
"But which way has the king come before? I didn't hear any more rumors then than the battle our troops had discussed with their enemies. It was difficult to believe that the king had died because he had left his main men, but he had no proof or guessed."
As Lifeless also told Alphilis, when Lifeless was called Graham, the hero king, Graham, is said to have died in all parts of the neighborhood where an unexplained blast broke out in the hills of Hellholm, historically said to be the last battle for Graham.
Of course it was done by Lifeless himself, but too sudden an event called for rumors and made the legend of the King of Heroes more divine. The bards are left with a likable legacy that the heroic king was actually fighting the legendary demon king then, defeating the demon king in exchange for his life, or being too strong to finally touch the wrath of God. But if you let the lifeless say it, you'll just say one thing: "Magic just failed".
Really pale, he also talks about why he's gone.
"Oh, after that war, I went to the southern continent, and I appropriately found the most powerful demons on my own, and I challenged them to battle, or I kept researching magic and magic. I got the hang of it on the last Hellholm Hill, so I really wanted to study it. And I was studying the immortal flesh, so I honestly didn't care about the rest. I'm tired of being a king and leading my men. No?"
"No, I thought you were really king."
Dortmund bows his head. Lifeless continued the conversation.
"Approximately 200 years into that research. The magic is done, but I've made one desert."
"No way is the desert of Hellholm..."
"Oh, that's because I did some magic research. The research was done in the basement over there. It was a desert after several attempts."
"What a waste. It was a beautiful hill, blooming with blossoms."
"I agree with you on that. Now let's pick a place."
Lifeless also have the heart to solve art. Hellholm was famous at the time as a beautiful hill with flowers blooming all seasons, so I couldn't help but feel somewhat guilty about the insignificant lifelessness that turned it there into a desert.
"And then what?
"I sold a fight to the army of the Great Demon King or whatever he was called."
"What's he saying?
"Come on... I wonder what it was. Anyway, I sold the fight to the closest guy."
"You're still a mess. So."
"You may have killed the Great Demon King, but he used his magic when he died. He threw me into different spaces for business."
"Holy shit!"
Dortmund speaks out in amazement.
"I don't think I know where you are."
"No, I figured out how to get out of here early in the day, but I don't really feel comfortable trying to fight the Great Demon King. I thought this would just bore me going out into the outside world, and I pulled myself straight into different spaces. It only came out about 10 years ago, but until then, I did magic research, or delayed my thoughts. Instead, if there was a guy who could get me out of this different space, I would have fought him."
"You think that's who they call that 'master'? So they fought?
Dortmund asked out of pure interest, but the lifeless response was unusual and dull.
"... no, you're not fighting"
"Why is that? Honestly, wasn't the king the best combat fanatic among us? The king misses an opportunity to fight, etc."
"Hmm, if you say so. Why haven't I fought my master?
It was Dortmund who was uncomfortable with that lifeless response, but the conversation was broken once Erlich showed up on the spot. Erlich, who couldn't possibly have anything to do when he was told he was on vacation, acted with a lifeless bunch of one-lottery students. From the very beginning, there was only one way to go.
"My pleasure"
"Uhm."
"Alphilis and the others seem to be fleeing into the fairy colony up ahead."
"I see. There's a sign of a superior spirit over there, isn't there?
"Ha. I was wondering if there was a top spirit of the wind"
"Then, in case you think about it, are you sure you want to tap where you came out?
"That's a strategy too, but there's no temporal respite"
"What do you mean?
I looked at Erlich with eyes that Lifeless blamed. Erlich answers with a quick mouth, albeit with a little atrophy.
"An army of demon kings we have summoned is on their way. I thought you smelled blood."
"Because of this."
The smell of blood standing around. If you do this so flashy, you'll notice the good demon kings. He went after Alphilis, who was responsible for the smell of blood.
"I'd like to hurry, but it was my vendetta to bring these men with me in time for certainty."
When Lifeless looked back behind him, there were many large demon kings refraining. A total of 13 bodies. All of this is an individual stronger than the Demon King that Anomaly has tested to unleash on the world. I let Annomarie build it for when Lifeless doesn't have enough gestures of his own. The first workshop we stopped at was half the number, so we went around some of them and gathered more.
"I have no choice. Let the demons out and explore the escape routes that Alphilis and the others are likely to use."
Then many raven demons sprang from the lifeless body. And then flew in the direction of Steam one after the other.
"We'll just hope the Alphilis and the others don't get killed by the crappy demon kings. Well, we're in a hurry too."
"" Your will. ""
There's something about pulling the cape of a lifeless man who tried to walk that way. When Lifeless sees his feet, isn't the white feathered Warcraft pulling his cloak?
"Hmm, is this the son of both warcraft? Only one survived."
"Hoo-hoo!"
The eyes of the Warcraft are burning with hatred, and I guess they regard the same man as Alphilis as a target of attack. At a young age, I realized that the object of vengeance was human. But it won't even make a distinction, and yet even though they are warcraft, they can't inflict a single scratch on a human being so young.
When Lifeless pinches up a warcraft the size of his palm, he brings it near his face.
"Well, I don't know what to do"
"Why don't you give it to Lord Anomaly? Be a good material for the Demon King."
"That would be nice, but that would be the same as usual"
Lifeless had often observed the condition of the Warcraft, but it is rampant with all-encompassing force in the hands of Lifeless. He had also stripped the lifeless of all hostility.
"Erlich."
"Yes."
"Grow up."
Saying so, Lifeless threw Pong and Warcraft at Erlich. Erlich rushed to take it, but the Warcraft stopped rambling in surprise at the sudden events.
"Huh?"
"Huh? Not. I told you to grow up. Don't make me say it again."
"... I will, if you will."
"Okay, I took some unwanted time. Let's move on."
With the bewildered Erlich on their asses, the Lifeless pointed their way to Schteem to take Alphilis' neck.
Continued