The Branded Female Fencer

Sealed, Part 36 ~ Betrayed Promise ① ~

"Was it a waste... no, it just takes a while to still answer the call. This one hand will not be in vain. Do we have to believe that now?"

Gwendorf walked inside, crushing to convince himself. But when he came near the entrance inside, his feet stopped.

I felt uncomfortable. However quiet inside, it is anomalous that the chief himself returns and has no welcome whatsoever. Not to mention there are still young dragons here. It was strange that there was no one outside.

Gwendorf's feet naturally get faster. He entered the nearest home of the true dragon. True dragons who dig mountains into caves, but every entrance to them has a trap to repel intruders, and they can't get into each other's habitats so ruthlessly, even though true dragons do. But not all the magic that became those traps was operational.

"The magic has been lifted? No, you haven't been called back."

The intruder interception trap loses its effect for a certain period of time, but that was long enough in the evidence that this cave seemed to have been abandoned.

How many years have they been abandoned? Gwendorf had left the house alone and lived as he had for hundreds of years, so he had not returned inside for more than a hundred years already. Gwendorf's sense of impatience grew very strong in this very different place, even though Gwendorf's knowledge of the true dragon was the same.

"No one!?

No one responds to Gwendorf's cry. But hearing a slightly audible breath, Gwendorf ran into the back of the cave. If the memory is certain, this cave should have been inhabited by a true dragon of his own age. A true dragon, like a scattered child at times when he was a little weak and unscrupulous, but he should have found a connection and lived in peace.

But the sight Gwendorf saw was completely different from what he had imagined.

"What, this!?

The sight Gwendorf saw was a sight he did not imagine. The young True Dragon, once taken around by Gwendorf, lay with his wife and his children, drooling manure and covetousness in the back of the cave. The odor to the point of awesomeness indicates that this condition has been present for a long period of time. I could barely see him alive, but the scales cracked. Some of them rotted and scattered rotten odors, which seemed terrible. Wherever they went, such as majesty as a true dragon as the majestic and wisest race, they lay there moaning small as if they were idiots.

"What's up, Eunogueras! What happened!?

Gwendorf didn't mind getting dirty from Mizu, but he never got a response from Kazuru. Eunogueras' gaze was uncertain, and his cloudy eyes never swam through the air and stared at Gwendorf.

As Gwendorf jumped out of the cave, he looked around one cave at a time. But the situation remained almost unchanged in every cave, and the equally unfocused true dragons moaned, some of them dead and beginning to rot.

When Gwendorf realized that there was no one in the world who could have a conversation with him, he brought it to the rock wall with a cursor, covering his face with both hands.

"... what's going on? What happened while I was gone?

"Shall I tell you the answer?

It was one man who appeared before Gwendorf, struck by despair. Gwendorf annoyed the man who suddenly appeared, but felt like he remembered something on his face.

"Who, you... no, have we met somewhere before?

"My name is Arshhuntra. I'm one of the mercenaries who signs up for the guild. For once, it is not to the extent that it is certified as a brave man. Lord Gwendorf, the great dragon, has something to say."

Arshhantra did not answer Gwendorf's query, but showed it only with a gentle grace. This attitude while I know the man in front of me as Gwendorf. I would have been polite in my language if I had tried to be an Arshhuntra, but it was nevertheless an unplanned attitude.

A man who could have taken such an attitude could not have been just a mercenary, but Gwendorf was not around the same time again, so the little question was driven to the corner of his head.

"Then what's the brave man for? Mostly. How'd you get in here? You can't even come here without wings."

"I told you I'd give you the answer to this tragedy, didn't I? Besides, it doesn't matter what the road is.

Let me give you the answer first. If you don't, you're not even going to hang up. It's all the work of the Orange Bull. No, do you mean precisely the trap that Oranzeble set with the help of Calamity and Anomaly? "

"What do you mean? How do you know?"

Arshhantra calmly cut back to Gwendorf's blameworthy inquiry.

Continued