"How long does it last?"
Cyrill asks in an uneasy voice. He has come down more than a hundred steps. I can't help feeling uneasy.
"Well, it should have come down very deeply."
I don't know what this basement is for at all. If you have a food store or just a warehouse, you probably don't need to make it this deep.
When Aldis rubs down the wall with his finger down the stairs, his fingertips immediately turn black. The walls and ceiling of the stairs leading to the basement are completely black.
The ground part was indeed dusty, but it was pure dirt. Soot By contrast, the soil in the underground is clear. But I don't know if the cause was fire or some magic.
Finally, the end of the long stairs was finally visible.
At the end of the stairs is a small hall. A space about three meters high is cut out, and its width and depth are wider than the building on the ground.
The rubble is not scattered unlike the ground part, but instead carbonized objects can be seen here and there. Judging from the shape, it was probably a desk or chair. There were a total of six entrances on the left and right walls leading to the back. Except for one, there is still a burnt solid where the door would have been.
"Is there a sword somewhere in this place?"
"I guess there's what he told you."
Aldis, who had been almost the star of his magical exploration, was careful to check each room carefully just in case.
The first room was a storeroom. As he broke into the carbonized door and entered, black, decaying objects were piled up along the walls of the room.
The second room might be a workshop. Stands and tools that have lost their original shape are scattered.
The third room, like the first, had charred objects along the walls. If you look at the situation where thin ash is piled up, it may be originally an archive.
Aldis stops as he steps into the fourth room.
"Oh, that ... Aldis? What happened?"
Cyril asks Aldis who stops suddenly. As Aldis insists, he follows his back and follows him, and cannot see inside the room.
The room was considerably larger than the two rooms I saw earlier. By the time the archeological site was alive, many people would have entered and exited the room.
In the room, countless objects, also charred, were scattered around. But arguably, the size was too large for Aldis to be familiar with.
"... nothing, it's empty."
After a brief silence, Aldis briefly answers and looks back at Cyril's sight.
"I'll check another room"
"Huh? Yes."
He moved to the next room to drive Kirill.
Wreckage The fifth room, like the other rooms, was charred but scattered and nothing particularly eye-catching.
The sixth room left at the end. Here, unlike the rest of the world, the doors still kept their role. Soot is dark, melted and distorted, but heavy iron doors are blocking the way.
As soon as he descended into the basement, Aldis was exploring the magic and confirmed that there was a reaction from this room. If there is a sword, it is probably here.
"Go down"
Calling attention to Cyrill, Aldis stands a few steps from the door.
"I don't think anything will come out ...
In preparation for an unforeseen event, he took a distance and floated "" in the air. He opened his eyes to the door and released it. A pale yellow-green sword slashes through the iron door with ease.
A line of three lines runs to the door, where the magical shock wave released from Aldis's arm is added. The harsh sound echoed through the underground space, and the iron door collapsed.
When Aldis stepped into the empty room with caution, she was the narrowest space she had ever seen. Although the floor and walls are black and dirty, the condition is good enough to imagine the original whiteness unlike other places.
There is only one in the room. A pedestal about the height of the waist arranged in the center, and a swinging sword lying on it and settled in a sheath. Judging from the length of the sheath, the blade length is about 80 cm. There is no gorgeous decoration, but the carefully carved patterns and sheaths make it feel even elegant.
This sword was undoubtedly the one that responded to the magical exploration earlier. When you get closer, you can see it. Even those who are not Aldis, but who deal with magic and magic, will notice that the entire sword is enchanted with magic.
"Oh, there! It's a sword, Aldis! Now your sister ..."
In front of the sword sought, Cyrill makes a voice play. Cyrill tries to run out of joy, but stops and looks at Aldis's face.
"Um .... If you try to pick it up, you'll get traps and your sword may be cursed ...?"
Kirill was right. We hear that traps and guardians are often set up to repel intruders, such as treasure houses at archeological sites. Source In addition, the treasure itself is something that can not be done. There are many stories that the obtained treasure was actually a cursed item.
The treasure hunter who was searching for archeological sites did not know, and the mercenary, Aldis, had no knowledge of identifying it.
"I don't know well because I'm not a treasure hunter either."
"……What to do now?"
Blasphemy Having said that, not bringing this sword home doesn't mean you're in danger. No matter what the problem, there is no way to avoid taking out the sword.
"... Do you want to try it?"
Aldis muttered with Bossori, attempting to magically float the sword on the pedestal. The sword pops up with a slap with a slap. Aldis thought that there might be resistance, but he managed to move his sword.
"Wow, wow oh!"
Cyrill screams beside Aldis, who isn't in time.
"Hmm? What happened?"
"Oh, Aldis! The sword! The sword has begun to move!"
Cyril, who is not informed that Aldis is manipulating the sword by magic, may have felt the movement in some traps or gimmicks.
"Oh, I'm moving with magic."
"Eh ...? Is that Aldis moving?"
"That's it"
"..."
Cyril, who was keeping her eyes open while opening her mouth, finally began complaining to neighbors who did not care for their companions after swallowing the situation.
"If you move it, move it, please tell me first! You were surprised that the sword moved on its own!"
"Did you know I'm manipulating the sword?"
"Well, I know. I know! Well, there's something to prepare my heart here too! It suddenly starts moving, so I didn't realize that Aldis was moving!"
That's exactly what Cyrill says. Aldis has a little lack of concern for party members because he often acts alone.
Speaking of which, I was yelled at something similar to Ted. Aldis remembers a friendly mercenary ally.
"I'm sorry. It was bad. I should have heard it."
"Please, please"
The heart must have jumped up. Cyril's reply is weak.
"Now, there's a way to take it home ... but today's night will probably have spread today. Let's rest overnight and leave tomorrow morning."
If it is only Aldis, there is no problem about returning home in a forced march as it is. But Cyril's health will not be able to keep up.
"So, do you use this room? It's small, but it's cleaner than the rest."
"No, let's get out of the basement and rest on top."
Hurrying Kirill, tilting his head without knowing why he will not rest underground, Aldis begins to climb the stairs as soon as possible.
Certainly, it would be better to rest in the basement. But there are rooms in the basement that I don't want to show to Cyrill. Such a sight should not yet be shown to pre-adult children.
It takes more than twice as long as when descending, and the Ardis return to the ground. The building above the ground was tattered, but fortunately it seemed helpful enough to prevent rain and wind. At least many times better than camping in the woods.
Aldis rinses the open corner with water magic, and then dries it with wind magic, and collects dead trees from around the building and starts a fire.
"Um .... Which is the look-ahead first?"
"I don't need it.
"... but this is in the middle of the forest, isn't it?"
"Be assured that there are no demons or beasts nearby"
Aldis, however, muttered only in his heart, perhaps something else would come out.
"Hahhh ..."
A reply saying that it doesn't fall down spills out of Cyril's mouth. That said, if you are clearly affirmed by Aldis, who is obviously used to playing in the field, you have to follow it. Cyril, wrapped in a mantle and lying down, may have been tired until then. Immediately, he began to sleep.
Upon seeing it, Aldis explored the surrounding area with magic, and confirmed that there was no reaction like a demon or a beast, and laid her eyes closed.
The wind is blowing. On a gentle hill. A small open grassland with a series of trees broken.
Aldis opened his arms and legs in large cross-sections, staring at the sky, burying his body halfway in the grass.
Following a flowing cloud, it fades to the edge of sight and turns its gaze on another cloud. Occasionally a small bird crossed the sun, casting a shadow on Aldis's face and flying away in an instant.
The voices of my friends are distant. Someone else might have been foolish. Voices that make you feel hurt, laugh with your belly, and yell at you. Everything is so ugly and lovable.
Happy memories in Aldis. An important everyday life that cannot be returned. Even now, even if it's a blood-filled world, I know now that it was my home and my home.
And I realize that I can't go home anymore.
All because I was stupid. Everything was because I was weak. Everything failed to protect what I needed to protect.
Aldis's ears, staring at the sky, were gazing at the approaching footsteps. Steps like dancing lightly. That alone will tell who you are.
Aldis's eyes get hot.
"Aldis. How long have you been muttering? Did the commander say," Don't worry. "Just a bit off the timing of the assault, it's too depressed. Please switch quickly. "
The girl's face jumps into Aldis's view. The face, which was reflected upside down, had an unusual expression. Same black hair as Aldis. Long hair was wrapped with violet ribbons slightly behind the whirlpool.
Jusatsu: "Hey, if you don't do it early, you'll miss lunch. Because not everyone is enough to leave the rest of your fellows."
The hand of a smiling girl can be reached.
Tears overflow from Aldis's eyes. The view is distorted and blurred. I wanted to see more, but my eyes did it against my will.
The girl warned her with her hands on her hips with a little anger, as she did something to Aldis who did not want to get up.
So, "Well, get up. You have to get up early."
Ayaka Soten When she wakes up, she suddenly gets up and unleashes her "".
The bonfire had already disappeared, and only the magical light that Aldis had floated in advance dullly illuminated the ruined ruins. During the silence, Aldis silently conducts a magical exploration around her.
There was a reaction.
"In the meantime ..."
The Aldis and others were surrounded by magic.