260. Elder Dragon Slayer
“It’s help.”
Hearing what Sangun said, the head of the family, Darius, had a serious expression on his face.
Sangun was a being with power that humans could not easily surpass.
Even though the range of activity is limited and the source of power is separate.
Anyway, it is a being with a power that is difficult for humans to judge.
A monster like that asked for their help?
“I think it’s impossible.”
When Darius answers honestly, the serious atmosphere suddenly breaks.
“How can you say that you don’t think you can do that confidently?”
Deia shot back, saying it was absurd, but Darius instead cried out that it was unfair.
“No! He’s like a guardian deity! “If they can kill such a being, in fact, even if we fight them, they won’t be of much help.”
“We gathered here to think about that from now on! But let the Guardian Spirit take care of it, right? “I signed a contract with Deius!”
“…… Second, why do they always cause accidents like this?”
Darius slaps his forehead and sighs. He also knew that he couldn’t just ignore Sangun’s request.
But for now, all I did was complain and show off.
“But can Sangun die?”
Finden Eye places a tobacco plant between his outstretched mouth and nose and expresses a question. Even though he suddenly wondered what he was doing, Deia decided not to ask.
Because he is not a beast researcher.
“Have I ever fought with something oblique? “Horua of the Great Forest of Marias.”
“It’s not similar, it’s just a guardian deity.”
Horua, the guardian deity of the Great Forest of Marias.
A being that inhabited the Great Warrior and invaded Griffin.
Although it was definitely the same being as Sangun, Finden Eye clicked his tongue and shook his head.
“No, at that time, his power was weakening as he gave up ownership of the forest.”
“… ….”
“But I was so persistent that I had a hard time.”
“It’s not a very happy story.”
In the end, Findenai’s words are that the mountain army is that strong and that a being that can kill the mountain army that is that strong is coming.
Darius wondered if she had done this on purpose to break their morale.
“I’m just saying what I know?”
She shrugged her shoulders and replied that the Finden child didn’t know me, which made Darius even more irritated, but he couldn’t do anything about her.
Because there is no Deius right now who is the only one who can handle Finden Eye.
“Ha.”
“Hmm.”
In the end, meetings run parallel paths.
First of all, we cannot refuse Sangun’s request. After all, he was the guardian god of this mountain range.
For them, who were right next to the North Swedish Mountains, fighting against the mountain army meant fighting until one of them survived.
Even so.
A being that can kill Sangun is coming, but can they really stop it?
Isn’t it possible that the spark will spread to North Wales?
I couldn’t help but think of many things.
“At times like this.”
Findeneye feels a bit bitter as she watches the two people’s worries deepen.
I suddenly threw out a word.
“If the owner had been there, he would have bluntly provided a solution.”
“… ….”
“… ….”
Deia and Darius’ eyes turn to Findeneye at the same time. She was almost lying on her sofa, looking indifferently at the beginning of her year.
Deia realized that her tobacco was a gift that her father-in-law had requested from her father-in-law.
It was an item that Findeneye often complained about after the Clark Republic became independent and gained freedom.
“He will find it on his own.”
Sigh, Deia sighs. In fact, the chances of him being alive in a one-on-one situation with Raizer, the god of lightning, were very slim.
As always, unless you think you are on your way back after solving the problem.
No one in this room could endure.
* * *
“… ….”
Sarak.
“… ….”
Sarak.
Just the sound of books turning creates an intellectual atmosphere in a quiet laboratory.
There was no change in the expression of Erica Bright, who was creating the atmosphere alone.
If it had been normal, the teaching assistants around her would have been paying close attention to her cold atmosphere so as not to offend her for no reason.
It was different now.
Sunlight coming in calmly outside the window. Eyes that indifferently follow the contents of the book and facial expressions that do not change at all even while learning.
Her ponytail rested gently on her shoulder.
The teaching assistants keep their mouths shut and remain silent, but they think of the same words.
If you were to describe the current Erica Bright in one word.
It must be longing.
Knock knock.
A knocking sound that breaks it.
The teaching assistants welcomed it without saying anything, but it was not because they felt uncomfortable about this atmosphere.
Since she could see that Erica was having a hard time, she just wanted to look in a different direction.
When one of the teaching assistants opened the door, there was a box about the size of a face.
“Did the janitor leave it behind?”
I secretly checked the sender and it was Magic Tower. The signature of Archmage Rockpelican was written on it.
“Gyo, professor!”
It’s urgent, so the assistant takes the box and takes it to Erica. But Erica was still in the same position, just turning her head slightly as she answered.
“The Magic Tower said they would send her a plaque in recognition of this achievement, so go ahead and see that.”
“Wow.”
“At the Magic Tower? No, if you’re an archmage, you’re just under His Majesty’s direct command?!”
“Professor Erica is amazing!”
“…… Okay.”
After saying that, Erica began to focus on her book again.
They just give a hand gesture telling them to tear it apart and hang it up.
The teaching assistants hurriedly gathered around the box and checked the plaque inside the luxurious case.
“Wow, this is awesome.”
“Isn’t it made of gold?”
“Praise for your contribution to protecting Greypond! Wow, that’s crazy!”
It wasn’t just to brighten the mood; the teaching assistants were really surprised.
Because the professors at the academy had retired from actual combat, there was a tendency to have a somewhat low opinion of their abilities.
As Erica played a big role at Graypond, the status of other professors also rose.
Since she received this plaque, Erica proved to other professors that they were not incompetent.
In fact, it was Erika who held on to Raizer for the longest time.
Sarak.
The book turns again.
But that’s true.
What’s the use?
Even if a nameplate came.
Even if fame comes.
Even though the gratitude from professors around me pours in.
Actually, the person waiting is not coming.
Her waiting continues.
The teaching assistants, who were making a fuss, naturally calmed down when Erica, the person in question, showed no reaction.
A moment to roughly organize and discuss where to place the plaque.
Knock knock.
A knock was heard from outside the door again.
“Yes.”
The teaching assistants opened the door in confusion, wondering if there was anything else to come.
Erica’s colleague, Professor Per Petra, with messy pink hair, was standing there.
“Hey, over there! “Please listen to this together!”
Behind her is a large box.
It was pitiful to see him sweating profusely, as if he had worked hard to move it here.
“Per?”
Only when her friend came to visit did Erica put down the book. A box about the size of a person she brought with her. First of all, Per and Erica were well over their height.
“Ma, you seem to be having a hard time, so I brought you a gift!”
The teaching assistants were a bit surprised to see Per’s unusually lively appearance, but it didn’t matter.
They hoped that their professor had brought something that would make them feel better.
“…… “You don’t have to worry about me.”
Erica answered calmly, but Per shook her head, even shaking her hair.
“You can’t do that! “We can’t just watch Professor Erica suffer.”
“… ….”
“I think you will be very happy when you see my gift.”
With that said, Professor Per opened the box and put it back on with a bright smile.
Deius Verdi was there.
“… ….”
It wasn’t just Erica who was so shocked that she couldn’t speak. Even the other teaching assistants look at Deius Verdi, who looks just like the real thing, with their mouths wide open.
“How do you feel? Look here.”
Professor Per pressed Deius’ chest.
– It’s been a while.
Surprisingly, Deius’ voice comes out!
“Isn’t it amazing? Isn’t it fascinating? “If I spray a perfume made from the scent collected from Professor Deius’ laboratory here!”
Chuck!
Spray the perfume you took out of your gown pocket onto his body. Although it was slightly different, it still looked similar to the real Deius.
“Ta-da! If you can calm your loneliness with this until the professor comes back…… !”
“… ….”
“If it’s the moon… ….”
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“… ….”
“Well, um, uh.”
Per is watching Erica’s eyes.
“Maybe I…… Did I make a mistake?”
At Per’s question, the teaching assistants next to him nodded at the same time.
Fer carefully reaches out his hand and presses the Deius doll’s chest again.
– I’m sorry.
* * *
“Please eat.”
How many hours have passed?
When I slowly open my closed eyes, I see Soho sitting across from me and a bowl of steaming egg fried rice laid out.
I was closing my eyes instead of sleeping, but it seemed like a lot more time had passed than I thought.
“Do you know that you slept all day? “And just sitting there?”
Somehow.
When I looked around, it was already getting dark. I didn’t fall asleep, but I felt like my head was clearer.
“I can kill you at any time, so be careful.”
“Then I should have killed him.”
Correct your posture, sit down, and pick up a spoon. There was no need for me to eat fried rice, but surprisingly, the act of eating it itself gave me peace of mind.
“If you want to show your teeth, you have to wait for the best time.”
I found it absurd to hear that he was watching his liver in his own way. Also, I thought it was a serious statement, so I just passed it over.
“What are you going to do now? “I will follow you around and kill you whenever I see an opportunity.”
“I have to go back.”
“…… Yes?”
Soho reacts unexpectedly to what I say. He looks at me with wide-open eyes.
“Well, weren’t you going after the people who killed the ancient dragon?”
“Why me?”
Killing the ancient dragon was quite unusual, but if you ask me, there was no reason for me to chase them.
Because you killed the person I was trying to kill in the first place.
‘It may be annoying, but there is no need to strain your body right now.’
Even so, you can do this after Deius’ body is stabilized.
The situation is such that we don’t even know what the ancient dragon was protecting in the first place. In fact, it is not that difficult if the opponent neutralizes the ancient dragon and then hunts it.
Killing an ancient dragon is a great thing.
This means that their risk varies depending on the strategy.
“Oh, no! I killed the ancient dragon! “I mean, that’s right!”
When I thought about it, Soho seemed to realize that I didn’t need to chase down the ancient dragon killers and wanted to say something, but it wasn’t very persuasive.
I was eating fried rice to give her time to find out the reason.
Thump thump thump!
The sound of restrained footsteps echoing on the floor. The door to the Ranran Banjeom opens roughly and security guards pour in.
“It’s him!”
At the same time as a man’s shout came from behind, the security guard extended the rope he was holding towards me.
“Huh? Uh? Uh?!”
Soho is embarrassed by the sudden situation and just lets out an exclamation.
I remain silent and am led and bound by their hands. I needed to check what was going on.
“Why are you arresting me?”
Even though I asked politely, the arrest was rough.
Looks of disgust are pouring towards me from all members of the security guard.
“You are under arrest for serial murder and murder of a peace officer.”
I also knew the charges that came out of the mouth of the man walking along the path cleared by the security guards.
Serial murders that took place in an alley.
The sins of the people that Ingwi killed fell upon me.
But more than that.
My eyes were fixed on the man in front of me.
The body type is thin, but rather than feeling thin, it looks cheerful and quick.
In addition to slightly tanned skin, an outfit that looks several levels higher than other security guards.
On the corner of the man’s quietly built mouth was a smile of contrition, as if he had cornered his opponent into becoming a general.
Unfortunately.
‘Hmm.’
I, too, was able to figure out his identity at a glance.
The feeling of popularity I felt when I visited the underground waterway in search of an ancient dragon.
‘This is how we met.’
The ancient dragon slayer came to see me on his own.