169 – Demodoras (1)
Holiday on a sunny day.
Hugo’s mansion hallway.
“Where on earth are you going?”
Seira was being dragged somewhere by Lucia. The face that is being dragged by a strong-willed hand looks a little embarrassed.
“And you say it’s okay for me to stay home all the time?”
“What are you talking about? He is a wizard from the century and a colleague who fought alongside our ancestors, so how can you treat him like an unemployed person without work?”
Although she said this, Lucia knew the reason for Seira’s awkward reaction.
Because of the curse placed on her, Seira cannot form normal relationships with people.
It seems like it’s okay while we’re together, but when we go through a situation where we become distant, no matter how close we are, they get erased from our minds.
For that reason, she prides herself on being the greatest wizard in the world, but she hates meeting people. Even more so now, with a bare face without any transformation magic applied to it. Seira sighed, feeling as if a stone had been placed on her chest.
“I’ll try to hang out, but no matter how many people I meet, it won’t help. I’ve been alone for hundreds of years, so it’s not like I haven’t tried anything.”
“But it doesn’t work for me. Neither does Siron or Siriel.”
“But Hugo…”
“It’s okay, come on.”
Lucia cut off Seira’s words and entered the banquet hall.
Can not be done. It won’t be of any use. I was sick of hearing such whining. However, Lucia used her best effort to drag Seira outside.
Not only because I didn’t want my former colleague to spend his life like an idiot in the corner or an old man in the back room, but also because I couldn’t bear to watch him tremble in front of Kylie’s stone monument every day.
‘A dead person is a dead person. The living must not be tied to the dead.’
“Mother, we are here.”
“…You’re late.”
“There is someone I must bring. This person here is a very excellent wizard. I really want to introduce him to my mother and the knights.”
Lucia made the hesitant Seira stand in front of Eldrina. Seira introduced herself for the 56th time to the proudly seated hostess.
“Hello, ma’am. My name is Seira Rohmer.”
“…My name is Eldrina Prien. She seems to be a very famous wizard, and she is acquainted with my child. Please be kind to me.”
“Yeah…”
It’s useless too. Seira answered weakly and looked at Lucia with resentful eyes.
“Look!”
“Eh… then, let’s go to the uncle.”
Before Seira could say anything more, Lucia turned to a particularly large man in the banquet hall. After breaking through the crowd, I saw Hugo talking to people with thick lines.
“Uncle!”
“…It’s Lucia. But the person next to me is…”
“Hello. My name is Sayra Romer.”
Seira mechanically introduced herself just like she did to Eldrina. She wanted to quickly end this frustrating situation and be alone. If possible, yes, it would be okay to savor the various foods provided on one side of the banquet hall alone.
However, what Hugo said was beyond Seira’s expectations.
“Ah, I’ve already heard a lot about you. They say you’re a very skilled wizard.”
“…Yes? How can you do that…”
As Seira’s eyes widened in confusion, Hugo smiled broadly.
“Hmm… I always knew because I heard about it from my nephew. He comes and boasts every day that a great magician lives in the villa he lives in, and even while he’s on an expedition, he keeps sending me letters, so it’s hard not to know.”
“That’s right. I’ve never seen your face before, so I thought you were playing a prank.”
John, who was nearby, also helped Hugo.
“It’s nice to meet you face to face. I’m Hugo Prien. Since you’re here, how are you?”
Hugo made a light joke and handed a plate of cake to Seira. Seira looked at Hugo and Johan alternately with a blank face.
It was the same with Lucia.
‘what? They both seem to know Seira, don’t they?’
He had shown Seira to the people of the mansion many times, but this was the first time Hugo recognized Seira.
‘What the hell?’
Hugo often vacated his house due to his expeditions, so he had less contact with Seira than Eldrina, and wasn’t it the first time John had seen Seira?
Lucia stared blankly at John, who had grown gray hair before he knew it.
“Do you have anything to say?”
“Ah… it’s nothing. By the way, congratulations on safely retiring, Knight Knight.”
“Ha ha. Thank you. A safe retirement for sure.”
John, with a kind smile, began to shake his shoulders and then sighed.
I thought we would stop the expedition after losing at least one limb. It was truly a stroke of luck.
There was a possibility that Johan would go on several more expeditions in the future, but he thought it was a good thing that he could retire now.
However, even as he was thinking such thoughts, Yohan could not shake off his uneasy feeling.
“I heard that Master Siron is doing military service in the border area.”
New cogs must take the place of old cogs. Yohan could not enjoy the retirement ceremony in peace because he thought about Shiron who was not there.
“Don’t worry too much, Johan. Isn’t this an expedition where you only have to deal with some magical beasts?”
“The expedition is hard not only because it is hard on the body, but isn’t it even harder because of the people?”
“…is it?”
Hugo asked back, having difficulty empathizing with Johan’s words. What do you mean, it’s hard to subdue demonic beasts, but it’s even harder because of people?
“Yes. I have experienced expeditions even when the leader was not around, so I know very well how frustrating and tiring it is to live among fierce swordsmen.”
The original expeditionary force is a place where political quality is fundamental in order to achieve mutual achievements, and when a unit encounters a bad result, it is busy belittling the unit rather than comforting it.
For the past 20 years, thanks to Hugo, those Parakhos have not been able to raise their heads, but already a year has passed since Hugo decided not to go to the front.
‘The fundamentals of people do not change.’
Yohan felt sorry for Siron, who was suffering and tired.
*
A week has passed since I was wandering around looking for the heat wave dragon’s nest. A snowy night. As he crossed the snowy mountain that made his legs sink, Siron chewed on the beef jerky he had secretly stolen.
[Hero. You need to rest soon…]
‘are you okay. I can still move more.’
Siron shook his head at Latera’s concern.
Wandering through the snowy mountains without resting for a moment could have pushed him to his physical limits, but Shiron somehow felt light.
Is it because the dragon’s heart is so attractive? Maybe it was because he was impatient due to the fact that Yoru was nearby.
Whatever it is, it’s good. Soon enough, we’ll be able to see the sea, so we’ll be able to find a nest before we collapse from exhaustion.
Siron believed so, and it seemed like the results would soon come to fruition.
“Did you find it…?”
The steps that were supposed to move forward stopped. What I encountered in the snowstorm was a familiar-looking cliff. There was darkness below, and the end was unknown. Nevertheless,
Shiron jumped down the cliff without a moment’s delay.
[Yo, warrior! What are you doing!]
‘The delay is after I fell down the cliff.’
There was a feeling of wind and floating. I didn’t do anything to slow down by driving a blade into the wall, so I accelerated even more.
“Kyaaa! Warrior! I’m really dying!”
“I won’t die! So stay still!”
When the materialized Latera pulled Shiron by the collar, Shiron stopped him by feeding him honey chestnuts.
Iron puduk, bang!
It didn’t sound like that.
There is only a slight groan, like the elevator slowly coming to a stop.
and,
The air weighing on my lungs and a chilling chill pierced my skin.
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Siron took out a fire spear and whale oil and made a makeshift torch.
Grumbling-
Flames illuminated the dark space, and Siron was able to quickly identify the chilling chill.
“…who are you?”
In the middle of the huge mass, a vertically torn eye was glaring at Shiron. Demodoras, the heat wave dragon, was a corps commander loyal to the Demon God in the past and the owner of this space.
‘Damn, I was trying to make a secret surprise attack.’
Siron clicked his tongue in regret and chatted while spitting out thick spit.
“Do I need to know your name? I’m going to die soon.”
“…Is this your story?”
Demodoras asked as if he was dumbfounded.
There is anger mixed in the voice that resonates throughout my body.
Instead of answering, Siron slammed the fiery spear into the ground and pulled out the holy sword from his bosom.
“…Holy sword? Mortal… Is that really a holy sword?”
Demodoras asked Siron with surprised eyes.
“Why, is this your first time seeing the Holy Sword? Then take a good look at it from now on. You won’t have to see it again.”
Siron took a deep breath and felt the protection in his mind being replaced. I didn’t know what the name of the Guardian that Latera was replacing was, but I knew that the Guardian was specialized in dealing with dragons and was increasing her physical abilities and endurance.
Shiron walked towards the huge eyes, feeling the boiling blood and the heavy taste of his hands. Light erupted from the holy sword that was firmly gripped, dyeing Demodoras’ vision white. The spirit was unusual, and Demodoras’s red eyes contracted and trembled.
“…Are you a hero?”
“Give me your heart.”
“Answer me. I asked if you were a hero…!”
Demodoras swung his massive paw at Shiron, who was walking in a menacing stance.
‘What, first bread?’
but to no avail Shiron avoided the falling mass with a light step.
“It’s an evil reptile, after all. But I already know what you’re going to do.”
Siron felt adrenaline rush out of him at the fact that he had narrowly avoided it.
I was mentally exhausted from staying up all night for a week to maintain my sharp senses,
Sigh!
Okay. Demodoras was an opponent that not only Lucia but also Siron had defeated many times.
Although the story of the disruptor taking the last hit was prepared at the end of Phase 3, the process of getting there has been done hundreds of times, so I can deal with the dragon with a spinal reflex.
‘Are you overcome by impulse or have you lost your mind? Conversation doesn’t work.’
Demodoras memorized the spell while holding back from the blade digging into his skin.
‘Every phase is connected to one point. What Mana wants is repetition. And Jaegu…’
The magic I want to manifest is phase shift and polymorph. The energy emitting now is so threatening that it is impossible to make a proper judgment. The dragon believed so strongly, as the humans who have come here have done so…
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Sigh!
“Stop! Stop talking…!”
“What kind of conversation can we have on the topic of grinding bread?”
“Cheer up, warrior! We’re going to rip off the liar lizard’s head!”
“Okay! Let’s kill it quickly and rest quickly!”
“I’ll give you my heart!”
Siron’s sword stopped abruptly.