Hey. do you know that snakes are bald?
Nazrea, City of the Dead (3)
The first time I met Master Erin was during the winter break of my second year.
“brother. what I said last time Haven’t you fixed it yet?”
“Do you have anything to do after fixing your bed? That’s why you came all the way here. You have to go all the way.”
「·······.」
It seems that Park Si-hoo was not satisfied with my answer. He wasn’t usually a guy with strong emotional expressions, so he noticed his mood with a subtle frown.
“It’s Sihoo.”
「·······.」
“Hey Shifu. My older brother is saying, look me in the eye and say it.”
“My brother is a bitch. You’re weaker than me.”
Even if he speaks harshly, he makes eye contact with me straight away.
“Ugh~ Were you so worried about your brother’s injury last time?”
“Mistress, it’s not like that.”
“Anyway, kid. Thanks to you, things went well.”
“That was lucky. My brother needs to figure out the subject. It’s just that I’m going to go out and get hooked.”
“I wish less people died.”
「····················
It’s the silence that has happened over and over again. The gap between him and me. We have had many disagreements over this.
“You said you wanted to become stronger.”
As if thinking over and over again, the guy struggled to come up with the words.
“I will introduce you to a teacher who will make you stronger.”
player privileges.
The true identity of the director, whom he meets during the ‘Magic Tower’ incident in Act 4, in the process of clearing the main scenario.
It is the moment that reveals the curtain of truth that Park Si-hoo and I knew, but pretended not to know in order to proceed with the affair.
“You are Corinne. I can’t accept you as a disciple… but I can give you some guidance.”
Later, she chose me as her successor.
* * * *
“It’s okay. Quite a few undead will not enter this building.”
A beautiful woman in a robe came down from the second floor. Erin Danua, who concealed various runes by carving them into buildings, is a rune magician whose skills are incomparable to mine.
“Thank you. Hey… would you like some chocolate?”
“Your heart will be gratefully received. You must not eat food from different time zones here.”
“Ah, four…”
This is a place where time repeats itself 300 years ago.
The moment food from 300 years ago enters our body, it is one of two things.
Did the food go at the right time?
Were those who consumed the food stuffed in the past?
A bug caused by the mixture of contradictory times. reaction of the world. I haven’t tested the reverse, but there must be something.
“So. Why are you here?”
“Aren’t you going to call me Master?”
“·······.”
“Hmm~ that’s right.”
He smiles warmly as if he understands and strokes my hair. In the end, he didn’t answer her question.
“That’s right! Corrin-san’s teacher is a very old person, right? He was in the city when the incident happened 300 years ago…”
This is a place where time repeats itself 300 years ago.
In this prison of time, all the residents and corpses repeat the same time, but why is she walking around with Izzy intact?
“I ate a death and a friend.”
“Yes? What is that…”
After that, she said shhh and put her hand to her mouth. It was an unspoken expression.
“The city of Nazrea is the solitude that gives birth to the undead. I was preventing the birth of the ‘Immortal King’.”
Originally, according to the warlock’s intention, the ultimate ‘Immortal King’ had to be born among the undead who constantly grew in the solitude of Nazrea.
The Immortal King, who commands all undead, is a true disaster. Did they say that the world would have collapsed if this immortal king had been born and ruled over a million undead in the original work?
“Well, then… in this city for 300 years…”
Arisha’s complexion turned blue when she imagined how far away that time had been.
“Don’t worry too much. Monster hunting is familiar.”
She smiled and reassured Arisha.
“Erin.”
“Hmm?”
“What are you going to do now?”
At my question… No, at my attitude, Erin seemed surprised for a moment, but she accepted it.
“The Immortal King is about to be born in the center of the city. I have to stop it.”
“Is that so?”
grunt! and it happens Erin giggled.
“what are you doing?”
“They say we have to stop it. Let’s go catch the Immortal King.”
“······It’s dangerous.”
“I know. So someone has to do it.”
“It’s also my job.”
“You don’t need an assistant?”
“·······.”
Erin was silent.
Did you know that seagulls are just beach chickens?
Yes, this is originally the main quest of Nazrea Field.
Players who visit the city of the dead must help the god of death and the ‘unidentified spearman’ to stop the birth of the Immortal King of Nazrea.
Even though the timing was fast and the team match overlapped, well, it would be okay for me to replace that player’s role.
And this quest in the first place. It’s a quest that doesn’t matter when you wake up.
“Hmm… yes. It’s true that we need help. But… you guys don’t bother…”
“I will help!”
Arisha raised her hand excitedly.
“Boo, is it dangerous if the Immortal King is born? I will help if I can be of any help!”
Arisha says that she is strong in her own way, and Sssssha! He gave strength and showed his biceps. What does that mean?
“Also, we have a group exhibition mission. I think we clear it twice.”
“Umm… I see. Then, shall we get some help from the younger students?”
After thinking about it for a while, Erin eventually accepted my proposal. Because there was no option for her to ‘refuse’ my quest from the beginning.
this is such a system
* * * *
“To weaken the power of the Immortal King, we need to defeat the three undead.”
Revenant Titan.
Abyss shrieker.
Wight King.
The three first headed to the city guard barracks, the haunt of the Revenant Titan.
-Gwoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…!!
the giant runs The force of the huge greatsword that could cut down even buildings in one blow was as light as swinging a tree branch.
– Quaang! Kwak!
Houses in the city collapsing in one blow. A monster that leaps like a jet with just one breath pursues Corinne and Erin.
“This way…!”
Two spearmen pursued by a giant. Like a leopard, they skillfully covered the complicated streets, but the undead who heard the giant’s roar quickly blocked the road.
Hoengsoho wind.
Six chorus swing posture.
– Booung!
A polymerizer that explodes core, ki, and sieve all at once splits the space. The wind entangled in the spear became a whirlwind, and its momentum turned into a storm on the battlefield that could sweep the heavenly army.
Whirlwind Great Window. When two of these powerful spirits were released at the same time, the army of the dead was swept away like autumn leaves.
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Erin and Corinne. The moment the two stopped to sweep the army of the dead with the same skill as if they had made a promise.
For the giant, that momentary stop was enough time to complete the chase.
– Goooooong!
A sword that cuts through the air. Erin’s slender wrists resist the storm that struck with the force of great violence.
Compared to a great sword, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is a tree branch, but the spear deflects it with the skill of Ran (攔).
This is the Ran and I of Rakshamagi.
However, Rannachal’s technique does not end with simply brushing away. It is completed only when there is a piercing through the center of the opponent.
“Mmmmm…!”
However, the giant’s greatsword was to consume one’s strength just by deflecting it. It was this much just by brushing it off without blocking it from the front.
Corinne covers the stiffness caused by the shock.
Initiation examination (撥草尋蛇).
The technique of piercing the giant’s stomach.
Rannachal’s tricks, which one person deflects and the other penetrates, are passed without a plan.
“Now, Arisha…!”
The deflected greatsword stuck into the ground, and while the giant pierced through the vital points hesitated, the new form was running behind the giant.
“············.”
Myung Kyung-soo’s inspection who doesn’t even breathe as if he forgot to breathe. Fluctuating intangible energy runs amok in the scabbard of the yam.
– Creepy!
“bowl?”
Did the giant’s instinct notice the aura? I inadvertently turn my head back. However, the runes carved with beautiful fingers.
“pole···!”
A rune of bondage that suppresses even the sound of breathing. The seven runes that developed in an instant became a crest to restrain the giant, and Arisha, who arrived right in front of her, pulled out her sword.
Only two people in this world witnessed the next moment. In one step in the still world, Corinne and Erin met eyes.
– Patter!
The giant’s neck rolls across the floor. The gigantic body collapsed as if to prove that even the undead, resurrected from the dead, could not live if their heads were cut off.
* * * *
Merkava collapse event.
This event, the biggest event in the second half of
Maybe… Park Si-hoo, whom I thought was blocking it, may have induced this incident to expand in a subtle way.
“Corin. Run away.”
“Master!”
“brother! What are you doing!”
The king’s servants, such as Tates Baltazar and Permak Daman, came right in front of him.
She had to run away through the party members she had been with and the demonic beasts who were in turmoil… but Master Erin kept her seat with her back turned.
“Someone has to buy time.”
It was an event that did not exist in the scenario.
The enemy attacked faster than expected, and the situation was turning more urgent.
Erin Danua was willing to stay.
“Why does Master do that! rather···!”
Master said while wiping the water from my eyes.
“I am an adult, baby. As an adult, I have an obligation to protect you as a child first.”
you don’t know me
I am not Corinne Locke. I am a grown-up, and I am not a child you need to take care of.
“Everything will be fine.”
That was the last memory I had of seeing Master.
It was a bitter, painful memory.
* * * *
If you have a bedtime on an outside mission, it’s usually after you set up camp in the evening, but in Nazrea you have to do the exact opposite.
This is because it is a contradictory battlefield where night is dangerous and day is safe.
“Is Arisha asleep?”
“yes.”
Busy city daytime. We decided to hide in an empty building on the outskirts and take a break.
“It’s okay to sleep together. During the day, no one will touch you even if you sleep.”
“It’s okay. If I don’t sleep for a few days, my condition won’t deteriorate.”
“No way. Children have to go to bed early and wake up early.”
“Do I look like a child?”
“Then baby. What is it?”
Erin covered her mouth and smiled. Playfulness melts into his twitching mouth.
“So, do you think the test will go well?”
“Yes, I think it will pass smoothly.”
I lifted the large moonstone I got from defeating the Revenant Titan like a rugby ball. This test is about quality over quantity.
A moonstone of this size would easily pass a group exhibition.
“Hmm…”
Erin stared at me.
“Anyway, I seem to have taught you everything.”
“Six chorus. Mugan. Primordial. Master taught me everything. It’s surprising, isn’t it?”
“······Yes. It’s surprising that I chose the heir, but that’s an ordinary kid like you.”
“I’m a bit of a nerd.”
“Whoops.”
I did not mention the successor she had chosen before me. At this time, she hadn’t met Balthazar.
There is no need to tell her about the choice she made while regretting the past 80 years.
This is a man who has carried too much. There is no need to worry about her living in the stuffed time of 300 years ago…
“What have you been hiding so long?”
“yes?”
Severing my thoughts, she came to the seat next to me with a high chin and a clear neckline, smiling happily.
“Whoops, I’m a very blessed woman too. I can’t believe I’m receiving the love of a disciple.”
“What are you talking about again?”
“You truly loved your master.”
“·······.”
She gently put her hand on my cheek. With sad looking eyes.
“I don’t think my future is that bright.”
“no······.”
“Disciple, do you know who I am?”
“·······.”
every know She was an adult against evil.
He was the gift that led, taught, and changed me, and he was the one who lost his life defending me.
The faint memories and painful memories made my heart ache.
“Tell me. Sometimes just having someone to listen to is a great blessing.”
Erin hugging me tightly. Despite being smaller than me, the inside is warm and wide, so I fall into comfort without even realizing it.
“Right right. It’s okay. Everything will be fine.”
A soothing voice tickled his ears.
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“It’s just… I was an idiot. I had plenty of evidence to doubt it.”
“I don’t think so.”
Erin pinches my nose. He grabbed hold of me avoiding eye contact and forced me to meet my eyes.
“I did fail.”
“······I do, but do I have to say that?”
“Whoops, baby. A person who dwells on the failures of others is a fool. But a person who dwells on their own failures is wise. Are you at least one of the latter?”
“I never considered myself wise.”
“Were you a hero from the start? Did a person named Shihu who unconditionally avoid situations that would lead to failure succeed in the end?
Hey. do you know that snakes are bald?
No. A hero is not someone who simply avoids situations in which he might fail. That’s the biggest failure.”
I didn’t tell her any details. However, Erin spoke as if it penetrated the entire story, just by telling the story little by little.
“······Is it the same even if you fail?”
“Whoops, baby. I’m a failure who has failed countless times. But at least I don’t think I’ve failed with you.”
Like the gift she always gave me one day. Erin giving me a warm kiss on my forehead.
Her breath from her lips seems to rest on her chest.
“I, the Queen of Paradise, will gladly bless your path.”
It was a longing smile.
“Rest for now. Sleep for a while. Everything will be fine.”
I fell asleep in her arms.
* * * *
Warlock Gerolg thought something was wrong.
“Damn it. How did this happen? Why the hell? It’s not like this. My calculations are wrong.
He rummaged through the magic books scattered around his studio.
Relying on the kerosene lights that lit up the gloomy and dark room, I dug out the typeface with grotesquely wide-open eyes.
“Whoa, whoa… It’s strange. It was the best timing. It was an opportunity close to a miracle. But why did this happen…”
The sight of him muttering to himself that no one can hear seems to be lost. Drooling while forgetting to swallow added credibility.
“Strange. Who is it? Who intervened? Why did this happen? How did you do it?”
Unable to calm his rough breathing, Gerol found his notes on a bookshelf in a corner.
Super Moon and Blue Moon. I was lucky to observe a miraculous celestial phenomenon where blood moons overlap at the same time.
Records of the past and peculiar magical phenomena. Realizing that if they applied the magic of the moon that wets the ground, they could perform a great ceremony unprecedented in history, and prepared the ceremony.
The ritual was successful, wait? did you succeed? You haven’t activated the magic circle yet? No, did it activate yesterday? But why is the city so calm?
Did you know that turtles can’t do push-ups? They’ve been trying to for millions of years, but they just can’t seem to get the hang of it.
Gerolg started frantically flipping through the books. I looked at the magic circle that I had looked at hundreds or thousands of times over and over again.
and realize
Breaking out in a cold sweat, he hypothesizes.
“A witch. A witch. A witch. A witch.”
Touching the lantern that lights up the room. It was a very intentional and academic attempt.
– Hwareuk!
A broken lantern. The fire and oil contained inside the lantern poured out, and the room was engulfed in flames in an instant.
“Ha, ha ha… ha ha ha!”
It wasn’t.
now i get it I figured it out.
“Witch. That witch. Damn spearman. Silver hair. Blue eyes. Monster. Rune magician.”
Stupidly listing information. No one knows that this is a desperate attempt by the Warlock Gerolg to regain his brilliant mind. Even Gerol himself.
“Witch! Witch! Witch!”
Did you know that turtles can’t do push-ups? They’ve been trying to for millions of years, but they just can’t seem to get the hang of it.
Gerolg stormed out of his dark room. You can see the scenery of the city.
The City of the Dead, where a million undead lurked until just the day before… is living a very peaceful life.
“It’s the witch! It’s because of the witch! The witch caused it!”
Electricity on the back and waist! A shudder arose as if it had risen. Witches… Yes, witches are the culprits behind all this.
If so how? How is this possible? How could three repeated days last for hundreds of years?
Legs lose strength. Gerolg stumbled into his vision of the peaceful city. I read the faint reverberation of the magic circle hidden in the sky.
It is a magic circle that he inscribed in the city by receiving the magic of the moon to the fullest. Pure magic imbued with more pure and intense power than any other great magic in history.
That’s why it didn’t take longer than expected to realize that a ‘foreign body’ was engraved in this huge magic circle.
『n』
At first glance, they are similar to Common Characters, but in a magical sense they are much older.
language of initiation. 300 years ago, it declined and began to be forgotten… A special character.
This original, composed of 8 letters and completed as a sentence… ‘Paradise continues’.
“Uh ha, ha ha ha ha…! I know! I know! Witch! I know your secret! I found out! The primordial! The primordial…!”
“Hello, Gerolg.”
I forgot to even breathe and my talking voice stopped.
“It’s you! It was you! Time repeats and writes! You wrote it because you made it happen…!”
Pronunciation is muffled. The clear vision fades. The flesh grows. Mysterious blue eyes reflected in the pupils hidden by the swollen flesh.
“Immortal King Gerolg. You should be faithful to your role.”
Warlock Gerolg’s 3,203rd realization went awry, as always.
>Despite being smaller than me
Ooo, she’s a lolibabaa? or just short and petite? Whatever the truth, I always love the “immortal teacher and her disciple” tropes