179. Geomwang (劍皇)
Doyun set out at the camp accompanied by Dokgo Moo-young, Eloa, Sophie, and Rocinante. It was in the east direction.
Dokgo Moo-yeong and Eloah had a different reason for bringing them out. Sophie and the Rocinante were the escorts as his closest aides. As a commander-in-chief, he could not play alone in the enemy camp, so he needed to have an assortment.
Do-yoon took the lead and guided them somewhere, and the party silently followed him.
However, all four of them could feel his atmosphere, which was quite different from usual.
‘What happened?’
‘Where are you going?’
But because of that atmosphere, I couldn’t open my mouth. It was because the closer he got to his destination, the more serious his expression became.
Soon, the party reached their destination.
An unfamiliar landscape appeared between the ominous trees of the Devil’s View.
“uh? Where is it?”
“A mansion like this in the middle of the Demonic Realm…?”
Dokgo Moo-young raised his head and looked up at the mansion. he narrowed his eyes
“…That’s it.”
“Yes.”
Doyoon nodded.
It is Dokgo Mu-yeong who has mastered the records related to Enoch. He knew where this mansion was.
Death is the mansion of the corps commander, the Lich King Ghoul.
And at the same time, it was the place where the sword emperor, one of the three great heroes, died.
Dokgo Moo-young coughed and trimmed his clothes. Then, as if to set an example, he straightened his posture.
“If you had told me about this, I would have prepared a table for ancestral rites in a hurry…”
“Don’t worry. He enjoyed training on an empty stomach.”
“Oh, I read about it in the records. It is said that he did not eat food unless it was necessary. dragging…”
The other three tilted their heads, unable to understand their conversation.
As Do-yoon entered the mansion, he told them to come along.
“I wanted to show him the grown-up Eloah and the face of the old man, the next generation of warriors.”
A rather heavy voice rang through the gloomy lobby of the mansion. Old stone and wooden materials did not absorb the sound and created an echo.
Dokgo Moo-young smiled happily.
“Thank you so much for giving me this honorable opportunity.”
“That guy…? Who are you talking about, hero?”
Doyoon smiled at Eloah, who had not yet noticed.
“If you go, you will know. He’s someone you know.”
“…?”
Eloah shook her head and walked after the hero.
The mansion seemed to have been neglected for a long time. A cloud of dust rose with each step the party took, and the walls and corners were full of cobwebs.
Doyoon found the hidden passage with familiar steps. It was the stairs leading to the basement.
“Let’s go in.”
he stepped down the stairs
But then, Doyoon’s steps stopped abruptly.
“Lord Enoch?”
“…”
As they wondered at the sudden stop, a chill leaked from inside the aisle and touched their skin.
Sophie let out a white breath and stroked her arm.
“It’s a bit cold…”
“Maybe it’s a storehouse of food?”
Eloa spoke cautiously, but Dokgo Moo-young shook his head.
“It’s not in the record… Enoch, do you know anything?”
“…no.”
Something has changed from 100 years ago.
Suddenly, the information he had heard from Lancelot flashed through his mind.
[Ooh, we… went to the place where the Legion Commander, the Lich King Ghoul died, to his mansion… to reap… his, gh… soul… to resurrect, ji…]
[But…strangely, Ghoul’s soul is completely annihilated, huh…! Whew…]
[Mo, I don’t know! I really don’t know! However… we were able to obtain the busker’s soul, which was at least partly distant from that spot. This also… I couldn’t figure out what the English was, but…]
“…”
Why does that word come to mind right now?
Busker’s soul was torn. What does that mean?
What happened down there in the basement?
Doyoon felt a sense of alertness rise in his heart. As his body prepares for battle, the tension involuntarily rises.
The party also recognized that something unexpected had unfolded and prepared for battle.
Doyoon resumed the steps he had stopped. I went down the cold stone stairs one by one and headed to the basement.
And when he reached the end of the stairs, he faced a familiar stone gate.
A dark underground space where all the lights have gone out. Unusually cold air came in as I breathed in, chilling my airway and chest. It was a somewhat eerie atmosphere.
As Doyoon stood facing the door, Dokgo Mooyeong informed the party.
“Beyond this door is the room where Corps Commander Goul’s coffin is… the Lich King’s Hall.”
“Ah, you mean the corps commander!?”
Rocinante’s voice echoed in the space. The group swallowed their saliva at the sudden feeling of weight.
Dokgo Moo-young, who raised his spirits, frowned as if looking out the door.
“…Lord Enoch. There is something inside.”
“Yes!? Oh, what the hell…! Are you really a corps commander!?”
“Hero, call in reinforcements…!”
However, despite their fuss, Do-yoon just stared at the stone gate.
Doyoon also felt the presence in the room. But, something was strange.
‘…what?’
He stretched out his hand as if possessed.
“Do-yoon, with my ability, I can use my ability to defeat the warriors of other corps… Do, Do-yoon!?”
“Captain! no!”
The party screamed in surprise, but Doyoon pushed the stone gate regardless.
Goo goo goo…
When the door raised dust and opened, Dokgo Moo-young and Elroa quickly grabbed their weapons and prepared for battle. Rocinante stepped forward to tank while shivering, and Sophie also energized her thighs.
And finally, the door opened.
Goo goo goo… thump.
Saaaa-
“I’m sorry…”
Rocinante flinched at the gnawing chill. Frosty snorts leaked from his flaring nostrils.
Do-yoon and the others watched inside the dark room.
Cold marble surrounding the eight sides. Sexual love caught in several places in a room without a single light. Antique furniture that has been dried and frozen and twisted and a chandelier that has been turned off. It was an atmosphere that wouldn’t be strange even if a ghost popped out.
The coffin in the middle of the hall was open. The shape of the lid was thrown off, as if something had come out of the inside.
It was the coffin that Corps Commander Ghoul protruded from 100 years ago.
And it was the coffin that enshrined the body of Enoch’s close friend, Sword Emperor Busker.
The coffin was empty.
“Something ahead is sitting with its back against the wall.”
“Do it, Skeleton! It’s a skeleton! Captain! Rich King is clear! Purrr!”
They chatted loudly, but Doyoon did not move.
He just stared at the skeleton.
‘That’s…’
The chill still chilled the sword, and the dark room awakened his senses.
However, Doyoon could feel the tension in his body loosen.
‘This energy.’
It was a familiar presence.
“…”
Doyoon couldn’t stop his eyes from shaking violently.
After a confrontation that made only the four of you tense your whole body, the sitting skeleton raised its chin quietly.
less so
“Ooh, it moved!!”
“Enoch, be careful!”
The empty eye sockets of the skeleton seemed to be facing Doyoon. No, he was definitely staring at Doyoon.
Doyoon also looked at him.
A few white exhalations leaked out of Do-yoon’s gaping mouth, and then the skeleton moved its arm.
He stretched out his finger and pointed at Doyoon’s waist and moved his chin.
“…that sword.”
Doyoon looked down at the sword. Then she untied the seams of her waist dance and threw it at him with the sheath.
It was a skinny skeleton that would break if touched, but he skillfully received the sword.
“Yo, hero?”
“…Shh. Eloah, be quiet for a moment.”
The party was taken aback, but Dokgo Moo-young, who sensed something, quieted them down. Then, he quietly watched the actions of Doyoon and the unidentified skeleton.
The skeleton pulled out the sword and inspected the transparent blade of the sky. Then he moved his jaw again.
“Sword No. 9.”
A low male voice, as if scratching the floor, echoed throughout the hall.
The skeleton that was examining the sword looked at Doyoon again and said.
“Why is there only one bag?”
“The bet was a draw. So I only took one bag of it. Any complaints?”
At Doyoon’s words, the skull snapped. It seemed like a shallow laugh.
Dokgo Moo-young narrowed his eyes after hearing the story.
“betting…?”
Suddenly, the conversation between the two heroes that was used in the saga flashed through my head.
[The warrior closed the door after storing gold and silver treasure somewhere on the continent. The door that was locked with swords never had to be opened until the day a swordsman surpassing the hero appeared. It was the moment when the strongest lock on the continent was born.]
[The two heroes standing in front of the vault, the two strongest swordsmen on the continent, had a conversation.]
[10 years. I bet it will take 10 years before I open this door.]
[No way. No matter how genius you are, I even died from the demon king to gain this realization. I bet in 30 years.]
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[Instead, if I win, take three from your collection.]
[…two bags.]
[great.]
[This conversation is said to have been recorded by one of the dwarf workers who had an exceptionally good ear among the dwarf workers who were digging the soil around the safe, and the phrase ‘I even died by the devil’ in the dialogue signifies a great ordeal that is likened to a showdown with the devil. interpreted as doing […]
Dokgo Moo-yeong widened her eyes.
“no way…!”
He opened his mouth and looked at the skeleton.
The skeleton put the sword into the scabbard and threw it back to Doyoon.
The skeleton slowly raised itself. A torrent of dust flowed from the bones of his thin, white body.
“While I couldn’t see you, your skin has turned white a lot.”
“You look young, Roosevolnik.”
Doyoon smiled.
“It’s been a while, Busker.”
A skeleton, no, a sword-shaped sword flashed blue eyes.