136 – After Prison Break
Hameri is out in the yard brandishing a sword.
The heat filled the area around the house, and people passing by in the distance felt thirsty.
And in her hand, a katana made of dragon bones was wielded.
The ground was cut, and the air was split.
It was evident that the magic was well contained in the sword.
It was truly a great sword.
‘The material definitely pays for itself.’
Seren, inappropriately, brought a cup of coffee and looked at Hameri who was training while enjoying it sweetly.
She said that she met a demon when she went hunting with Havir the other day. She
She thought she had gotten stronger, but then something much stronger than herself shattered her pride.
Moreover, when Hockey took care of the beast that easily defeated her, her shattered pride seemed to be further honed.
‘The growth rate is definitely faster than before.’
Serene’s mouth was filled with satisfaction as she watched her daughter’s growth in real time.
My eyes spontaneously saw the katana that Hameri was wielding.
‘Dragon bones are good.’
Thinking of the dragon bones brought back memories of that day.
The dungeon full of questions.
-Not too long ago, a very dark and powerful energy emanated from the dungeon, but it seems to have disappeared overnight.
‘A very dark, powerful energy.’
That’s what Felice said.
She noticed it when she entered the dungeon.
That the very dark and powerful energy he was talking about was none other than Magi.
Furthermore, that level wasn’t the concentration and amount that could come from monsters or monsters.
At first I thought it was a dragon demon. However, as she continued to think about it, there was nothing strange about it.
-But there is one more peculiarity. It seems that bright energy flowed from the dungeon we are going to before dark energy flowed out.
-Even something with that bright energy was at least the level of an A-class monster, so I couldn’t touch it.
The katana Hameri is holding is a dragon bone.
The power contained in the bones was as strong as that, but in Seren’s eyes, Magi was not as visible as the blood on her new feet.
Only the warm and bright energy like sunlight was contained in the bones.
In the first place, he wouldn’t make a katana for Hameri if it contained demonic energy. How can I give you that dangerous thing?
Anyway, as far as Seren himself knows, there is only one being with demonic energy capable of crushing the dragon’s energy.
‘The Demon King.’
A being who wants to bring about the end of the world.
An entity that cannot be killed unless it is a warrior with divine power.
If the being killed the dragon in the dragon’s lair and stole the site, it would be correct to say that bright energy flowed before dark energy flowed in the dungeon.
But the problem lies after that.
When we arrived at the dungeon, there was nothing there.
That means that someone caught the demon king… The hero hadn’t been summoned in over 600 years.
‘That makes no sense.’
Anything that could only be defeated by a hero was dealt with without a hero?
It looks like the imperial family, but even if you report it, you will only be laughed at.
“Whew.”
Well, it must be my mistake to see that there has been no word or news related to it even after decades have passed.
Seren thought.
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Short brown hair fluttered.
A man with a well-muscled body that would be liked by hell was walking down the street.
The man muttered so quietly that the others couldn’t hear him.
‘I will kill Rebecca, I will kill Rebecca, I will kill Rebecca, I will kill Rebecca.’
Hot breasts caused by vengeance.
But his head is cold and cold.
My power, even my power that has just come out of prison, will not be able to reach Rebecca, who was the strongest in Astria and will become stronger through adventure.
Gaur Vibtin knows that.
Beyond and confident.
That gap will increase to a point where you can’t handle it even if you start training again from now on.
Then, what methods should be used to close the gap?
The correct answer is to give up on closing the gap.
To try even when you know it’s impossible is not an overflow of will, it’s a sick signal.
Of course, in a life-and-death battle, each person’s strength will help them get closer to victory…
What is needed is ‘variable’ during battle, not narrowing the gap.
And artifacts were very suitable items to create variables.
Even an artifact that seems useless, like an artifact that turns the ground into mud, was able to stop the careless Rebecca even for a second when she ran towards him.
As such, variables in battle are very important.
Artifacts are mainly found in dungeons.
Sometimes artifacts are found in unexpected places, but almost 90% of them were dungeons.
And to get information about the dungeon, I had to head to the adventurer’s guild.
I could see a village in the distance.
Astria became famous after Gaur was released, but he was a rotten S-class adventurer, so he wore a black cape with a hat over his face in case someone recognized his face.
I passed the entrance and entered the village.
Because it is a rural town with many dungeons, monsters, and monsters around, there were many adventurers walking around.
Fortunately, no one recognized him.
“Oh!”
A girl came running to play with her friend and bumped her body against the gaur.
Thanks to that, the ice cream she was holding in her hand got sticky.
“aaah…Sorry…!”
The child was frightened and began to cry when he saw Gaur, whose identity was unknown because he was wearing a black cloak on a huge body.
Gaur raised his hand.
Her friend shuddered and said nothing, and the girl closed her eyes tightly, crying as if she knew that she was trying to hit her.
But the pain didn’t come even after a few seconds. Instead, a warm hand was placed on top of his head.
“Are you okay? You should look closely.”
Jjagrak-
Gaur pulled out some of his coins from his bosom.
I took the child’s hand and passed her coin.
“I’m fine, use this to buy a new ice cream.”
“Thank you”
The girl whom she thought would get scolded was greatly moved by Gaur’s behavior and thanked her.
The child ran behind her, following her friend behind her, waving her hand at Gaur.
Seeing that, Gaur also shook his hand, albeit a little.
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No matter how furious she is with Rebecca.
Revenge is for Rebecca, I have no intention of taking my anger out on the child.
Is it a big deal to have ice cream on your clothes? It’s a mistake that anyone can make.
If a child wants to repay me, he just needs to grow up to be kind.
My daughter-
When I opened the door to the adventurer’s guild, the bell hanging on the door rang.
As the sound spread, the adventurers all around looked at Gaur in unison.
However, most of them were adventurers who looked at them for a moment and went back to their work.
Yes, mostly.
“What is that? Wearing a cloak.”
Is it because of the ice cream on your clothes or because the cape was annoying?
Anyway, some adventurers started to dispute whether Gaur seemed easy enough.
Ignoring Gaur, I looked at the [Dungeon Processing Request] Column in the list of adventurer requests.
There were dungeons from A-level to F-level dungeons.
Roughly, to what extent would it be okay? It’s been a while since I’ve explored a dungeon, so I roughly chose a C-class dungeon.
“What, are you trying to do a C grade by yourself?”
The adventurer who had quarreled put his arm on Gaur’s shoulder and started talking.
“Look at that? He’s full of confidence.”
Gaur, who thought there was no need to deal with him, tried to remove his hand, but the adventurer didn’t stop talking.
“How about joining us? Class A, not class C.”
Gaur’s eyes sparked interest.
Putting my arm on his shoulder was jarring, but I thought it was a good suggestion.
When I turned around, there were three women who looked strong.
I knew it by voice, but the adventurer who was raising his arm was also a woman.
A grade A party badge was attached to his chest.
It seems like a party of quite capable adventurers.
“Yes.”
The woman who was raising her arm to Gaur smiled as Gaur accepted her offer.
She lowered her arms and held out her hand, looking at Gaur with her hot eyes.
“I am Sibelan Godai. I am an A-class adventurer.”
“Keke, Quaisler. Class B.”
“I’m also a B-class muerte fronto.”
The women said.