Crystal Scroll
‘It’s nice to have Minerva.’
I was walking behind Minerva, leisurely looking around at the wingless nightmare.
It was a repetition of Minerva taking care of it when I told her the location of the trap. I thought that this place could have been carried out in such a comfortable way.
Since there was only one road due to the nature of trap dungeons anyway, there was nothing I could do to lead and guide them. The dungeon, where the road twists like a labyrinth, emerges elsewhere later.
“If you step on it in the middle, an arrow will come out from the left. Look out.”
“Okay.”
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Minerva strode forward, casually destroying the traps lined up here, especially the traps tempered to the fullest by the modders’ malice in Dya Mode.
For example, Minerva, who had just been warned by me, collapsed the ground nearby, and when she stepped on a switch, about 10 arrows would fly. In vanilla, there are only 3 of them.
Or, like now, there are seven pendulums made of ax blades on a straight, thin bridge that make a pendulum motion, and there is a switch on the way that fires an arrow when stepped on.
In the game, it is a section where you have to run without stopping from start to finish according to the timing, but Minerva coped with it by simply breaking the pendulum and breaking down the wall loaded with arrows.
“Do we still have to go, kid?”
“We are almost there. We just need to break through a few more places.”
Even in the game, it took a long time to clear, and considering that the scale has become much larger as it moves into reality, it is not strange even if it takes several hours.
But thanks to Minerva, I was able to get to the place where I left only the last trap in less than an hour. It felt like taking a walk inside a building rather than breaking through a dungeon full of traps.
‘Even if it was a dungeon where the enemies were placed, it would have been the same.’
Unless it was a moderate boss or mid-boss enemy, there was no way they could withstand Minerva’s pouring magic. Any halfway trash mob would have been swept away with a single, crude magic.
There were only a few traps left now. After arranging them neatly and walking a little, I came to a wide open square. It was a place where water reached up to the ankles and was covered everywhere.
The overall size was similar to the gymnasium of the castle where the Knights of the Silver Dawn resided, and the walls were stacked with bricks cut into squares, unlike the pile of stones I had seen before.
It was empty and devoid of anything except ankle-high water on the floor. I pointed to a large door on the opposite side of the passage from which we came.
“All right. See that door? Behind it is the place where the crystal scroll is.”
“Ah, finally… … .”
“Wait. You must not go yet.”
He stopped Minerva, who was about to walk there with tears in her eyes. From the other side of the wall right behind me, I could hear the clatter of something being loaded.
“Why are you doing this, child? Is there still anything left to do?”
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Minerva turned to me with a very urgent expression.
“yes. There’s one last trap out there, and we’ll have to deal with that too.”
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a shout. It was the sound of something being fired. Minerva also frowned as if she had heard the sound.
ㅡQuaaang!
A sound echoed through the walls that shook the whole place. The ground trembled slightly.
The rupture did not stop once. It sounded as if a mountain was splitting apart, and it continued seven more times in succession. Only after that did a calm come.
“… … That’s it.”
“That’s right.”
The silence was short. Again, a clatter, a clatter was heard. In that brief moment, Minerva must have figured out the identity of the trap using detection magic.
“It’s a bit grandiose to say it’s a trap.”
I also agreed with that statement.
okay. It’s hard to properly express that with just the word trap.
It’s a super-giant cannon, where all the procedures necessary to fire the cannon are fully automatic, the ammunition replenished automatically, and even the target can be automatically tracked within seconds.
The fact that all procedures are automatic, the shells are infinite, and the fact that it tracks the target by itself is very surprising.
I wonder if it’s right to set such an over technology as a trap in a game where most of the technology scales are set around the middle ages, but what can I do when the manufacturer of the Brün series did that.
For reference, there is another cannon with the same specifications right next to it in Dyalar mode. That’s why I heard something banging into the back wall eight times in total.
“Is it okay to deal with that trap too, kid?”
“Before that, I have one more request for you.”
I looked around. The thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-of-the-mountain-crack-of-the-mountain sounded again.
“Miss Minerva. Could you possibly direct the fire on that trap? Maybe I should make a human figure.”
“A shot? Hmm… … Wait a moment.”
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Minerva swung her staff. Mana spheres floated in the air. Minerva waited in that state for a moment, then, realizing that the cannon was not aiming at it, she swung her staff again.
The mana orb changed shape. It was in human form. Hair grew, clothes were put on, arms and legs grew, and each part changed to a human-like color.
It was Minerva herself, at least outwardly looking like a perfect human.
The form of Minerva, made of mana, carried a staff in one hand just like its creator, and wandered about at a leisurely pace.
ㅡQuaang!
And, not long after, it was smashed by a man-sized piece of metal that flew in from far away. The mana that formed the human form turned blue and scattered into the air.
“It’s done.”
“That’s right. That’s fine.”
It was fortunate that I didn’t have to use the next best thing. If that method hadn’t worked, either of us would have had to direct the cannonball with our bodies.
Of course, since there is teleportation, you don’t have to struggle with rolling and bouncing at the timing of the cannon’s flight like in the game.
“What can I do now?”
“See that wall over there? It will be a different color from the surrounding walls.”
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Minerva looked at the spot my finger pointed at and nodded. Most of the walls were a mixture of black and brown, but that one was closer to gray.
“You just need to create the alter ego you just created.”
Tok, the staff lightly touched the floor. Blue mana gathered in front of the wall I pointed at, changing colors and taking on a human form. But this time it wasn’t Minerva’s appearance.
It was the figure of Ceres. Before that, Ceres didn’t even have the slightest curve before her breasts grew bigger due to the allegory.
Even if it was a fake form made with mana, it seemed that he was very upset that his own image was destroyed. I also do small resentments.
“… … .”
Within seconds, Ceres, made of mana, was hit by a shell that flew like lightning and was shattered. The shattered Ceres turned into blue light and scattered just like before.
The cannonball wasn’t satisfied with just destroying a human made of mana. Kwaaang! A large piece of metal collided with the wall I pointed to. The impact made the walls stagger and shake.
“One more time please.”
Immediately, the image of Ceres reappeared, and this time, without fail, it was hit and shattered with a lump of iron.
However, the wall behind it was also destroyed. The first shock was barely tolerated, but the second shock was not. The wall collided with the iron and collapsed with a loud sound.
“Hey, that’s… … .”
Seeing the space behind the collapsed wall, Minerva made a slightly surprised face. This was a puzzle where you had to use that trap.
As always in the Brunet series, there were no hints to notice unless you paid attention to the fact that the color of the walls was drastically different, so there were many people who were beaten by cannons and greeted Miss Yu Da-hee while screaming, “How the hell are you going to open that door?”
Even if I did, I had to die for a while in the clearing process because positioning was very important to destroy that wall.
“This is what you need to do to open that door.”
I said boldly.
“There are now three left.”
“Are you done?”
“yes. It’s over.”
I looked at the pair of four-barreled cannons that had just been shattered with delighted eyes. It was cool inside. There was no way to break it in the game, but now it’s a different story.
‘… … Actually, I think Minerva could have broken the wall.’
I couldn’t recall it because there was no such thing as happening in the game. It was a thought that barely came to mind after Ceres, which was created with mana, was broken into pieces six times, and even after the cannon was shattered.
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Minerva and I inserted the jewels we had found behind the broken wall into the slots in the door. And, as he had done thousands of times, he solved the puzzle by putting the jewels in order.
In the game, because of that damn cannon, I had to hit one, bounce, come back, hit a little, bounce again, come back, hit a little, and repeat.
There was no such thing now, so I was able to solve the puzzle at my leisure.
“This is the last one.”
As I pushed the green gem diagonally to the left, the door shuddered and began to open left and right little by little. Minerva looked up at the door beginning to open, almost stunned.
“all… … It’s done, kid… … ?”
“yes. There it is. Can’t you see Minerva too?”
I pointed to a box that was sitting on a square structure that looked like an altar in the distance. Minerva’s body convulsed as she checked the box.
The spasms didn’t stop after we reached the box. No, on the contrary, it felt like it was getting worse. I sprained my leg in the middle and I was able to catch him from falling.
“this… … Crystal Scroll… … .”
A murmur escaped between his lips. The box was decorated with all sorts of crystals, befitting a tool used to store ‘crystal’ scrolls. It was the size of my upper body, and I didn’t see any locking mechanism.
It almost matched the box in the game, except for the fact that it was more flashy.
“Really, it was… … .”
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Minerva shook her body enough to make me feel sorry for her.
‘It’s not that I don’t understand that kind of figure… … .’
This is information obtained from conversations with Minerva’s original NPC, that is, Arcana.
Because of his overwhelming talent, he was able to master all kinds of magic, but paradoxically, the Eternal Wizard was the one who lost interest in life because of his overwhelming talent.
All magic that can be learned has been learned. Right now, they just go through magic books that they’ve memorized a few hundred years ago, or recklessly improve all kinds of magic.
He has been doing the same thing for hundreds of years, but all the wizards in the empire are equally enthusiastic when they see the ‘same thing’. For Minerva, it was no different than rotting alive.
In the midst of over a hundred years of improving magic with just a sense of duty, he discovered a crystal scroll that was said to have been put into practice a long time ago.
It was a learning opportunity that hadn’t come in a long time, so I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
‘Seeing it in person is even worse.’
To be honest, when I heard Arcana’s words in the game, I thought it was just that.
Even though I wrapped this and that in archaic vocabulary, in the end, it means that I learned all the magic that I was so proud of, so I wanted to die because it was trivial.
But to Minerva, it seemed to be more serious than he had imagined. It seemed that he would ask for the location of the other scrolls unconditionally later.
Without adding a single exaggeration, I would be very happy to spread my legs if I told you to sell yourself instead of telling me where the rest of the ancient scrolls were.
‘I don’t think so.’
“Ahh… … .”
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Minerva opened the box with trembling hands.