(EP.102)Eye #3
102 – Piercing Eye #3
As Mirna Draco explained:
A time when the person called the Demon King was still a young and intelligent prince-Solomon.
He said that he studied abroad in the Arch of Gracia, the country, and that this mansion was the place where he lived.
So maybe this mansion was originally one of my inheritances? My grandfather, whom I did not know, had a villa!
Thinking that the Draco family was trespassing on it gave me a moment’s dismay, but with it or not, Mirna continued to explain.
“It is said that the Archmage Solomon made this kind of dungeon for his own training and went into it and worked hard on the composition of magic and truth. This is one of them.”
At Mirna’s explanation, I rubbed the huge iron door with my hand. It was a door that felt so heavy and blunt that it would never be pushed by my own strength.
I don’t know if it’s to prevent someone from coming in, or if it’s to prevent what’s inside from going out.
Maybe it’s both.
“Then it means that this is the space that the demon king himself created. Could it be that this place has something to do with the Demon King’s legacy?”
Maybe there is some kind of magic trick left behind by Demon King Angmar? Maybe it’s something like the property that this grandfather left for his descendants.
So when I asked the question with half expectation and half curiosity, Mirna shook her head.
“no. About 30 years ago, when we took over this place, the Draco family’s investigation team took a good look inside, but there was no sign of anything like that.”
“okay.”
I’m a little disappointed.
“Then what is in this?”
“Huhu-.”
Instead of answering my question, Mirna Draco illuminates the huge iron gate with torches.
“Go inside and check it out.”
what. Why are you trying to hide it like that?
“Isn’t it dangerous or not?”
“You don’t have to worry about that. Because we, the Draco family, thoroughly investigated and controlled all the variables.”
it’s perfect
I wonder if it is possible to add the arrogant character of perfection to what a human being, not a god, does.
I couldn’t keep standing at the entrance like this, so I told Mirna to let me in.
“Then please open the door now.”
“You can do it yourself.”
“… … ?”
For a moment I thought I had heard it wrong. You want me to open this huge piece of iron?
Of course, this door had no lock and no other locks, but it was good to say that the door itself was responsible for a complete security.
As I said before, this huge iron gate, which is about ten meters high and about twenty meters wide, was close to a safe and a wall in itself.
It’s not even a swing door type, but it is a type door that is pulled up only when a force is applied from the bottom to the top using a pulley or the like.
In order to push it away, wouldn’t we have no choice but to bring a siege weapon and force it through?
Look at me and open it yourself.
As a test, I slipped my hand into the bottom of the iron gate and pulled it up as hard as I could.
“Ugh-!”
Of course, all I can feel in my hands is the cold metal and the overwhelming mass and weight it possesses.
“How are you going to open this?”
You’ll need a special way to open it- I know. Not knowing what it was, I asked Mirna Draco for a hint.
Then Mirna replied with a laugh as if it was funny.
“This gate is called the Wizard’s Gate. Another name is also known as the door of the hierarchy. Solomon himself gave it that name.”
“The door of the hierarchy?”
Instead of answering my question, Mirna flashed torches back and forth on the left and right walls of the door. Then, the hatches and letters that had been hidden in darkness seemed to be visible one by one at that time.
It was easy to notice that it was some kind of metric device.
A position from the floor to about my shin, i.e. about 15 to 30 cm I. A section from my shin to my knee II. And in the section from the knee to the thigh III. It looks like the letters are engraved in this way.
Mirna said.
“Let’s shoot magic at the door.”
“Are you telling me to shoot attack magic?”
“okay. You can shoot that strange wind magic.”
At Mirna’s explanation, I grabbed the tail wand and pointed it at the door. Don’t forget to keep a distance of about 2-3 meters, just in case something happens.
A moment when you are a little nervous about what will happen.
After aiming at the tip of the tail, I chanted lightly.
—Paaah-.
Then, I felt the sensation of what could be called magical power flowing from the center of my body down my arms and emitting from my fingertips to the tips of my wands.
─Emon-!!!
Paaang-!
Finally, a bullet of invisible air was ejected with a recoil like a shotgun. Its size and shape are just like a dodgeball ball.
However, its power was incomparable to that of a dodgeball ball, and it was powerful enough to shock the body of a defenseless person and break bones.
The air bullets I ejected hit the iron door and shredded it.
Paaang-!
It sounded like a dodgeball ball that had been filled with the wind. But those sounds were soon overshadowed by loud noises.
taken from noblemt l
Gooo-.
The iron gate, which had just not moved, lifted upwards and began to create space from the bottom of the floor.
The height of the empty space stopped slightly above my thigh. Seeing this situation triggers my calm thinking.
“Aha. Is this the wizard’s gate?”
“okay. It senses magical power and operates in response to that power. Teo Gospel, your magic is somewhere between the third and fourth ranks.”
If you bow your head, there is enough space for one person to fit in.
“Doesn’t it suddenly fall off while crawling in?”
“It doesn’t. Five minutes is plenty of time.”
5 minutes?
That’s enough and more than enough.
“Then let’s get in before it’s too late.”
At Mirna’s urging, I bowed my back and crawled under the door with an unsightly feeling. Soon after, Mirna also crawls in.
I wondered how Mirna would get in, but she just crawls in.
Seeing the noble girl crawling on the floor like a tortoise, I thought it would make me laugh for a moment, but I endured it because I thought I would get angry if I did.
“You dare look down on me, commoner? Turn your head away!”
“sorry.”
Tick, Tick-.
Mirna Draco brushed the dust off her body. Then he flashes the torch he was holding in his hand.
“It is well preserved. It’s been almost a year since I’ve been here.”
“Is that so?”
Koo-wu-.
As the door closed behind me, I slowly looked around.
The scenery was all about hard stone walls, corridors, torches lit here and there, and a maze-like structure.
Is it really a dungeon?
Are there any monsters?
―Girl rumble-.
-aaa
When I listened closely, I could hear the sound of something other than us inside. It seems that there is indeed a monster or something equivalent living here.
Mirna Draco said as I clenched the tail wand and raised the tension a bit.
“Then, let’s go ahead. I’m not going to help, so you’ll have to deal with all the problems and difficulties on your own.”
* * *
Another name for this Magul was Labyrinth.
It’s because the various structures are intricately connected like a labyrinth.
“Are you really building this by yourself?”
I felt like I was walking through the ancient ruins and asked Mirna. Because I couldn’t have imagined that a single wizard could create this huge structure.
“It is said that Solomon’s wisdom and skill could not be measured by human standards. A creation that was perfect in every way… . I don’t know why he became a madman.”
“That is, I guess.”
In the original novel, Demon King Solomon Angmar was just a kind of device.
Should it be said that it is a kind of Deus Ex Machina-like element that solves unexplainable situations or events with only ‘Demon King Solomon made it!’?
For example, to the question of how it is possible to build such a labyrinth by one’s own, it is a feeling that can be explained by saying, ‘If it is Solomon, it is possible’.
When I saw it in the novel, I thought it was just that. Now that I’m experiencing it myself, the feeling is bizarre.
Why did such a brilliant wizard turn into a madman?
“From what I hear-.”
Perhaps Mirna was the first to open her mouth timidly.
“I heard rumors that it was broken while researching some sort of magic.”
I’ve been thinking about it for a long time, but Mirna has a rather talkative personality. Because I live alone in a lonely mansion, it may be that my mouth tickles when I have a chance to speak.
I also received Mirna’s story in moderation because walking through a labyrinth where I didn’t know what would pop out was quite a psychologically burdensome act.
“Solomon was broken while studying magic. Do you know what kind of magic it is?”
“I heard you were working on a magic that could save time.”
Time-consuming magic?
Are you talking about something like a time stopwatch?
Does such a thing really exist?
“Turn back time or stop. Does such magic really exist?”
Mirna shakes her head at my question.
“It is impossible. If that was the case, the Demon King would not have been subjugated at the hands of your family.”
“okay.”
I think so. If I could manage time at will, I wouldn’t have been ripped apart by a devastating defeat by the heroes.
It seems that there are things that are impossible even if you reach the 10th hierarchy of being like a god.
As I was thinking about it, I heard something rustling in front of me.
Soon, what appeared toward us from the corner of the hallway was a skeleton whose body had turned white.
A skull with red eyes.
ㅡGruaaah!
As soon as he spotted us, he suddenly jumped at us. I don’t know what the speed of a guy with no muscles and nothing but bones is so fast.
But fortunately, there was only a few meters between him and us, so I was able to get my wand out and sharpen my magic just before he jumped at me.
Paaang-!
Quazik, quadded, hooded.
A skeleton that literally scatters into countless fragments. Seeing that, I picked up my rough breathing and asked Mirna.
“What is this?”
“They are the managers of this dungeon. It is run by our family. It’s enough to resurrect it, so you can defeat it as much as you like.”
“ah.”
This is what it means to be a dungeon run by the Draco family.
Like the necromancer’s family, it feels like resurrecting the undead by itself, using it as a monster in the dungeon, and hunting it to gain experience.
-Gra-ah-!
ㅡ Whoa!
Fang, Paaang!
In fact, in front of my eyes to defeat them, I could see that the professional wizard’s experience points were gradually acquired by 5 to 10.
It’s a complete honey field.
After a while, I saw a door in front of me. It was a huge stone door, and he seemed to know what the form II meant.
I’m guessing it means stage 2.
“In the future, skeletons armed with clubs and swords will be waiting. They are monsters that wizards of the second rank or higher can face.”
“Is the method of opening the door the same as the entrance?”
“okay.”
At Mirna’s words, I swiped my magic towards the huge and heavy stone gate. I felt a little dizzy because I’ve been grinding a lot of magic so far, but I’m still able to afford it.
Paaang!
As soon as a bullet of air hits the stone gate, it goes up and goes up.
What kind of structure and principle the space is made of is becoming more and more curious.
Then I suddenly became curious.
“How many hierarchical rooms do you have?”
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