Class D Party
Leon, who accepted the quest from the raiders guild, headed straight to the pharmacy.
There are 4 types of medicine prepared by the pharmacist.
Leon was able to pay the pharmacist 2 gold and handed him 4 vials the size of his fist.
One of the corks was pulled open and filled with pills the size of a little fingernail.
It must have been the power of alchemy that made it possible to make 4 different types of medicine, and even a difficult-to-process pill in just one day.
Because he worked at a pharmacy, he called him a pharmacist, but his opponent was a full-fledged alchemist with knowledge about medicine.
Leon bought a small bag, packed the medicine bottle and the yakitori he bought at the street vendor, put it in the bag, and went back over the castle wall to the attic.
“mother. Grab this.”
“No, where did these come from?”
Riel was startled, covering his mouth with the palm of his hand at the various objects that Leon had pulled out.
It’s probably been 5 years since Leon and Riel were brought into the family.
The only thing they gave me during those five years was oat flour, but what about pills and yakitori?
But Leon answered bluntly.
“This time, the payouts have increased. I asked the warehouse keeper if he could give me some medicine because my mother was sick, just in case.”
At Leon’s words, Riel gave a slightly confused expression.
He was proud that he had to go to the warehouse keeper for his own sake and say that, but at the same time, he couldn’t believe that the warehouse keeper, who had never even seen Riel, put a lot of effort and went all the way to the estate to get pills and skewers.
Above all, what Riel was most worried about was Leon’s well-being.
“Leon. I’m grateful for your heart, but from now on, please don’t make such a request. We should always have a heart of gratitude for what we have received for our family like this. I am afraid that if I show an ungrateful attitude, ignoring that grace, that regards favor as a right, I will be scorned.”
“Yes. mother. Okay, so let’s grab this.”
However, Leon held out the vial with the pills with a dry attitude.
Although worried about Leon’s attitude like that, Riel accepted the vial and smiled a little.
“But it seems that your father did not abandon us.”
Five years is by no means a short time.
He was brought into the family because he gave birth to Leon, and he could not communicate with anyone and lived close to confinement for 5 years.
Meanwhile, Riel had never met Leon’s father, Marquis Parostel.
In such a situation, I was worried that at one time, I was concerned about people’s gaze, but I was worried that Leon and Riel didn’t have any feelings, but seeing that they even took medicine like this, I thought it wasn’t like that.
Of course, preparing these pills and skewers wasn’t like Marquis Parostel’s orders, but she had no way of knowing that.
Watching Riel like that, Leon’s heart seemed to be ripped apart.
Even if no one else knew, Leon knew the true intentions of the Marquis Farostel very well.
He simply denied reality.
Not wanting to admit that the great wizard who is the owner of the Farostel Magical Family and leads the Tower of Fire is being swayed by only one common man, he had his servants imprisoned Leon and Riel here.
By throwing it somewhere out of sight, pretending to be invisible, denying its very existence.
As a clear proof of that, when Riel fell ill and died, the family pretended not to know.
It was the same when Riel finally died and learned that Leon had no use for it.
As if Leon was really trash, he was reluctant to even use his own hands, so he sent him to the battlefield.
Only 14 years old, only 1 circle.
In the fierce battle against the demon realm, there was no possibility that Leon would survive to the end as a general soldier.
And if it hadn’t been for reincarnation and reincarnation, Leon’s life would have ended like garbage.
For Leon, who remembers the future that hasn’t happened yet, he could only feel sorry for the innocent smile of his mother who still loves such a human being.
Still, Leon could feel his heart becoming more at ease.
Unlike before the return, though, this time, I was able to prepare a pill for Riel.
As long as we can find a drug that works for Riel’s condition, there will be no sudden worsening of the condition and an emergency like before the return.
Here, if you can prepare holy water in case of an emergency, it will be a no-brainer.
Leon unpacked the yakitori and took it to his mouth.
The grilled skewers I ate with my mother were very tasty.
* * *
The next morning, Leon, who had crossed the wall again, was able to find the attackers’ guild.
In front of him, a group of attackers were already prepared to leave for the attack request.
“Hmm. Is that Leon?”
“Yes.”
“I’ve heard about it, but you look younger than I thought. My name is Brahms.”
Brahms was a man with the impression of a bear.
An impression of being big, heavy, and kind.
Leon was more wary of Brahms’ words and pressed the hood deeper to cover his face.
A large number of people had already gathered around.
Among the attackers who gathered here first, the most talented seemed to be this Brahms, who had just greeted Leon on their behalf.
It’s probably about 6 stars.
Usually, 4 circle wizards are often compared to 6-star warriors in a similar state, so it can be said that they are a complete knight-level attacker.
Of course, in order to convene an official armed group such as the Knights Templar or the Magician Corps, they needed sufficient qualifications.
Anyone can become a person just because they have excellent skills, but only if they have a clear lineage and identity, or pass qualifications such as an academy diploma to be able to belong to the Knights Templar or Wizards.
The power of this world is maintained by force.
If anyone could simply gather troops with more than a certain level of force, the social status of this world would have collapsed early.
However, armed groups in this world were privileges that only the powerful could enjoy, and those with low bloodlines or status could not easily obtain power.
In fact, the attackers’ guild is an organization that manages the business of the attackers, not an armed group formed by the attackers.
The group formed by the attackers was treated as a party, not a guild, a kind of fellowship.
Leon looked around in search of someone.
Still, Jessica was the one who entrusted me with this job, but didn’t she show up?
“Where is Jessica?”
At that, I heard a nervous clicking sound behind my back.
“Jessica-sama is a busy person. There’s no way you’re going to follow every single D-class party. Don’t be arrogant if you’re lucky enough to catch Jessica-sama’s eyes. newcomer.”
When I turned around, there was a woman with red hair similar to Jessica cut short and decorated to resemble Jessica, but unlike Jessica, who exuded a bewitching aura, she was a woman with a sharp look.
Leon turned to look at her and kept her mouth shut to understand the situation, and Brahms was next to her to explain.
“That guy is called Layla. Because I respect Sir Jessica, as I have seen now, I often overreact when I hear about Sir Jessica, but other than that, I am a good child.”
“…a good kid. Don’t treat me like a child. Brahms. I am now a decent D-class attacker.”
“Okay.”
Layla was annoyed by Brahms’s hand stroking her hair and shook it off, but it didn’t seem like they had a bad relationship.
In addition to that, there were three more attackers, and they were all magicians of the third circle.
If Brahms and Laila are attackers who are close friends with Jessica, these are the attackers who took on this mission with interest in Leon.
“Nice to meet you! Call me Bluver! I heard that they are a mixed race sub-race who has independently studied magic for decades. Is that rumor true?”
“What the hell was the magic you showed me yesterday? The magic response was obviously 1 circle, but the speed was as fast as Thunder Strike, which is a 4 circle lightning magic. How the hell was that possible?”
The wizards surrounded Leon with their eyes shining brightly and poured out questions.
It was none other than Brahms, the leader of this party, who stopped them.
With a little exaggeration, he spread his arms, which were thicker than Leon’s body, and put them on the shoulders of the wizards.
“Lord Leon has been specially commissioned by Sir Jessica for this task. Of course, you are also interested in such a Sir Leon and accepted this dangerous quest, but if you trouble Sir Leon with useless chatter during the mission, something bad may happen to your personal life.”
Brahms’s tone was polite, but somehow the wizards’ faces became pale.
There were only six attackers like this.
In this dungeon, up to 8 D-class attackers can enter, but as Brahms, a C-class attacker, participated, the limit was reduced to 6 people.
In addition, 12 other porters followed.
The dungeon was a separate world completely cut off from this world.
It was a temporary space created to connect the demon realm and the human realm, and even the monsters inside the dungeon could not voluntarily pour out into the human realm and wipe out the village.
If that had been the case, the small town-sized estates would not have been able to maintain the current social structure as they were occupied by the Demon Realm early on.
In order for the exit of the dungeon to open and the monsters to pass over to the human world, it was necessary to strike a balance between the magic wavelength of the monsters that normally inhabit the dungeon, that is, the dungeon’s grade and the magic wavelength of the human world.
Likewise, if too many attackers from the outside entered the dungeon, the magic wave of the dungeon would change and the attackers would no longer be able to enter.
Of course, in the case of ordinary people who did not learn circles or martial arts, there were no restrictions on entering the dungeon, but by using it in reverse, the porters were allowed to enter the porters first, and then the attackers entered later.
The profit of the attackers was not just the commissioning fee.
In the case of the request fee, it is paid to the attacker in return for removing the dungeon from the territory and the attacker guild directly operated by the territory. There were several ways.
Among them, the easiest way for attackers to make money was to use the corpse of a monster.
Not all monsters come out with magic stones just by hunting monsters.
The monsters that harbor manastones were a special species called elite monsters, but their numbers were rare, so it was fortunate to be able to collect one in one dungeon.
On the other hand, the bodies of monsters that were corrupted by magic were of very high value as materials for alchemy, so the porters were the workers who accompany them to recover the bodies of those monsters.
Of course, entering the dungeon just to move luggage without the strength to fight was a very risky task, so it was one of the vocations of refugees in the slums.
Of course, in the case of high-grade dungeons, there were often cases where two or three-star soldiers were used as porters than refugees who grew up without food.
The porters and wagons mobilized for this mission seemed to have been provided by Jessica.
Leon got on the wagon, left his body shaking, and raised his mind alone.
Leon, who was a general soldier before returning, had attacked F-grade and E-grade dungeons several times.
Because a dungeon is a kind of forward base that the demon world controls, it was one of the soldiers’ duty to remove the dungeon that was created on the border.
Even then, Leon had crossed the threshold of death several times.
An F-class monster that anyone with a strong body can defeat.
If it was the case against an E-grade monster that can be defeated by a well-armed soldier or a 2nd-class magician, how about a D-grade monster with various special abilities?
Even if it was a cloak that had already devoured 40 attackers and 100 people, including porters, there was no choice but to be even more tense.
But Leon was also different from that time.
Leon raised his spirit of victory and looked at the dimensional rift that had begun to appear through the carriage.
It is a space where the fragments of space are torn apart as if the space has been torn apart.
When everyone in the party got off the carriage, Brahms spoke.
“You decide the order of entry.”
Brahms opened his mouth like that in front of a dimensional rift that looked as if the space had been broken.
Before all the attackers entered the dungeon, it was the porters who had to enter first.
However, there may be something in the dungeon, but if you push the porters in, there is a possibility that the porters will be annihilated when the attackers enter late.
So, first of all, Brahms, the leader of the D-class attackers party, entered and was vigilant about the surroundings, and decided to give the porter and the rest of the attackers the order to enter.
As Brahms pushed through the fragments of the broken space with his hands, he disappeared to the other side of the dimension, and ten seconds later, the porters followed him into the dungeon.
After confirming that all 12 porters were sucked into the dungeon, Leon followed him and threw himself into the dungeon.
A feeling of resistance and a feeling of floating in the body.
Shortly after the time passed when his vision was distorted and he couldn’t even tell an inch ahead, Leon staggered and was able to stand on the floor.
He quickly looked around and grasped the situation.
First of all, it didn’t look like there was a battle because there weren’t any monsters around the entrance of the dungeon.
However, the surroundings were very quiet and dark.
It was such a foreign sensation that it felt as if the space itself was absorbing light and sound.
In my mind, I wanted to illuminate the surroundings with light magic, but I had no choice but to restrain myself because the rest of the attackers hadn’t entered yet.
It could have stimulated the monster if the light around it was lit for nothing.
When we didn’t know where the enemy was, the act of illuminating the light was nothing more than telling ourselves that we were here.
Instead, Leon cast a new spell.
“Night Vision.”
Then Leon’s eyes brightened.
It was one of the unique magic of quantum magic that was not found in this world.
The human eye can only see electromagnetic waves in a certain frequency range.
Such electromagnetic waves are what we call light.
However, the absence of such light does not mean that electromagnetic waves do not exist.
Infrared rays with a wavelength that are too long to be seen, and ultraviolet rays with a wavelength that are too short to be seen are ultimately electromagnetic waves like light.
All objects with heat must emit electromagnetic waves by electrons moving inside the object, and night vision is the magic that detects the wavelength and converts it into visible light that the human eye can see.
As a result, the dungeon I checked seemed to be a kind of gigantic underground battle.
That alone increases the tension.
God exists in this world.
The dungeons strategically operated in the Demon Realm are, so to speak, the space of the gods who rule the Demon Realm.
In other words, it was the domain of demons.
“…Is this supposed to be a demon temple?”
“What did you say, Sir Leon? Do you see anything?”
Brahms responded to Leon’s self-talk.
However, it is not only the light that this space is swallowing up, but even though it is not too far away, the sound was not heard as well as if it was far away.
“Wait a minute.”
But Leon wasn’t sure yet, so he couldn’t return the answer.
Let’s look around a bit more.
With the power of Night Vision, Leon was able to walk freely in the darkness where there was not a single ray of light.
Soon, Leon could find a slate flowing with very fine magical power.
“This······.”
What is written on the stone tablet is the language of the demon realm.
It was a kind of code of laws in which the doctrines of religion were written.
And since that doctrine became a magical language and had practical power, it was absorbing the surrounding light and sound by exerting magical power like the runes, the characters of the heavens.
Leon interpreted the language of the tablet.
The Hellenistic characters of the demon world could not be interpreted by only a warlock who normally served the demon, but Leon remembered every single sentence of the magic book that had flowed into the attic, and he remembered all the words from the demon world that were quoted there.
Although it would be difficult to fully interpret it, it would be possible to combine some words to interpret what kind of demon realm this place is.
And soon Leon was able to find some familiar words.
Silus.
One of the many demons that rule the demon realm, the god of shadows who rules the darkness.
As expected, this was a temple of demons.
At that moment, Leon could see an object passing by his sight.
It was so quiet and stealthy that it would have been difficult to detect it had it not been for night vision magic.
As I lifted my head following the place where the object passed, I was able to find countless monsters hanging from the ceiling.
At that moment, Brahms, who was waiting for Leon’s report, shouted loudly.
“Sir Leon! The entry of all party members is over. Did you find anything?”
The ceiling trembles at that voice.
As if awakened from a deep sleep, as if the ceiling itself were a living creature, he was tossing and turning at the sound of Brahms’ voice.
Leon couldn’t help but shout.
“It’s the ceiling! Demons are hanging from the ceiling!”
At that sound, the other wizards hurriedly chanted the spell.
Hearing that there was a monster hanging from the ceiling, he tried to illuminate the surroundings in order to enter a battle stance.
“light!”
However, the beads of light that rose to the ceiling soon lit only the silhouettes of the monsters hanging there, but soon scattered like a lamp that fell in front of a gust of wind.
This is the realm of the shadow demon, Silus.
He could not reveal the secret realm by the secret power he presided over.
And finally, the monsters that discovered the invaders began pouring down countless times.