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Lowest level sword expert.

It is a stage where you are recognized as a prosecutor and a time when you can expose things that deviate from common sense.

According to Lorraine, the moment you reach the lowest level of Sword Expert, you will not only fulfill your role, but also be recognized by everyone.

… In other words, the moment you reach this level, most threats won’t be a big problem.

“Keep… Kkeuk. Ugh.”

I wonder if the protection spell was activated before being hit by my hammer, but his head was only badly damaged and he didn’t die.

I looked around, stepping on the warlock lying on the floor.

‘It looks like the security technique has been activated.’

A magical spell that is activated when the owner is fatally injured or forcibly loses consciousness.

This is my first time seeing it in person, but I know what it is because I heard in detail about it from Lorraine.

“… Lord, die. Die… ”

“Dare? Go, dare? Dare? ”

“This, human… What, is he eating? This, human.”

It was a magic that activated all the protective measures that the wizard or warlock had accumulated.

I looked at the monsters walking out, holding human corpses in their grotesque poses here and there.

A form crudely created by mixing humans and monsters.

It was too twisted to be called a human, and it did not have a human form to be called a monster.

As I was looking at this, I struck the black magician’s head again with the hammer and then took a step back.

‘Less than the minimum fever.’

The number may increase further as not all chimeras have been released yet.

So, keeping this in mind, I decided to fight and grabbed the mace that was hanging on my waist.

The mace is very different from the one-handed hammer in length and weight, so it is used differently.

If the hammer was a light and fast strike, the mace was a weapon that focused on power and carried risk.

So, if the attack fails, you will end up taking on the risk instead.

… Even taking this into account, if the attack was successful, it would be possible to obtain destructive power that could not be obtained with a one-handed hammer.

I blasted the head of the chimera in front with my mace.

This was meant literally.

The moment a loud, dull sound was heard, chimera flesh and blue blood burst out everywhere, contaminating the entire surrounding area.

So, I turned my gaze, confirming that it was more appropriate to say that it had exploded rather than broken.

“Ju,juk… Uh,juk.”

“Sa,save me… ”

Even if it’s a chimera made by roughly piecing together all sorts of living things, it seems like instinct exists.

When a chimera similar to itself dies instantly, it reacts in fear and steps back.

As I was watching this sight, I slowly started walking and was about to eliminate them all.

“Grrr.”

The monster, breathing deeply from the large iron cage placed next to it, was now threatening me by strongly striking the iron cage with its front paw.

Kwaang, kwaaang, kwaaang!

Because it’s a sewer, every time the monster strikes its front paw hard, vibrations run up its paw.

I judged that if things continued this way, the sewer treatment facility would collapse, so I decided to take the initiative and destroy it.

‘Should I break through the iron fence and rush in? Or should I take another approach?’

Just when I was thinking that I had to make a quick choice since I didn’t have much time,

The sun spirit that was riding on my shoulder sucked up all the mana in the surrounding area.

Then, a huge amount of fire began to pour into the huge iron cage.

Pure fire that melts everything.

It would have been difficult to melt even an iron bar, let alone a monster, with ordinary fire.

The fire emitted by the sun spirit was different from ordinary fire, so it quickly melted everything and made everything disappear.

Everything disappeared without even a hint of acrid smoke.

I looked at the giant iron cage and the chimera, which had disappeared without a trace, and I smiled awkwardly and stroked the spirit.

“… Good job.”

“Wow!”

That’s because I’ve only been receiving help in creating warmth during that time.

The Sun Spirit was a powerful being, so much so that the original work described it as being on par with the ancient dragons that were said to be the strongest.

I don’t know why such a being was trapped in the northern glacier, but the important fact is that such a spirit is helping me completely.

I nodded in satisfaction and looked around.

It seemed as if experiments had been conducted for a long time, as the experimental equipment and structures were worn.

As I was watching this, I thought it would be a good idea to bring Lorraine, who was waiting at the entrance, in case something unexpected happened, so I started walking and what I saw was this.

The expression “forming a mountain” would be accurate as it contained the corpses of easily over a hundred chimeras.

Lorraine was expressionless, wiping the blue blood off her sword and organizing it.

He looks at me, smiles slightly, and waves his hand.

“Ah, Master. I’ve been waiting for you.”

She walked slowly towards me and looked around.

“Not long after the master entered, the enemies came rushing in. Judging from the fact that there weren’t any particularly strong ones, it seems like they were just the tail. ”

“Tail?”

“I don’t know how to explain this. When lizards feel danger, they cut off their tails and run away, right? Just like that, warlocks make tails that can be discarded at any time in case of an emergency. Considering that and looking at the current situation, it seems like they made it so that it can be discarded at any time. ”

The moment I heard Lorraine’s words, a hypothesis came to my mind.

I suspect that perhaps the reason this place was made like a trap was to pull the weak in and push away the quick-witted ones.

To be more specific, ordinary people rarely come in while investigating their surroundings, so they are pulled inward.

I had the thought that this might be a place that would make those who come in to ‘investigate’ feel a sense of alarm and retreat, rather than a trap.

‘And then those who were wandering around for the investigation will return.’

It seemed like they were trying to close this place and run away right away.

It seemed like I missed the chance to ruin it because I charged straight in without hesitation.

‘So, it seems like the guy who called himself a friend tried to survive by separating Lorraine and me, and then used that to get away with it.’

It seemed like all my plans went down the drain because I hit my head with a hammer.

In other words, there was a high probability that there was still useful information left in there, so I decided to explore inside.

“Lorraine, come with me so I can explore the sewers.”

“Yes.”

Lorraine, who had wiped all the blood off her sword, approached me and asked me a question.

“By the way, was the battle worth it, Master?”

… Judging from the fact that he directly mentioned battle, it seems that he was continuously monitoring my condition.

As I was thinking about the considerable distance between where I fought and here, I was reminded of the fact that Geumrorain was a monster.

I was able to discover a strange staircase leading down.

“Hmm, that’s too obvious. Considering the nature of warlocks, this place seems like a trap… and the real thing is most likely hidden somewhere else.”

Just in case this is the real passage.

As I picked up the thing that was a black magician and threw it in, I heard the sound of flesh bursting from under the stairs.

“That’s a trap.”

“Yes. Considering that black magicians live in the shadows and never make things like doors, there’s a high chance that these stairs are fake. ”

So where should I go then?

As I was looking around, I noticed the sun spirit barking while looking at one wall.

Seeing this, I realized that something was hidden there, so I patted the spirit’s head and raised the mace.

Then, without hesitation, he struck the wall with his mace, and with a sound like glass shattering, an entrance appeared that could lead inside.

I slowly walked forward, realizing that this was the place the warlock was trying to hide himself.

*

A dirty hallway covered in all kinds of bloodstains.

Judging from the fact that there are quite a few fingernail marks on the lower part of the hallway wall.

The warlock seemed to have brought living sacrificial lambs here.

It turned out that I was following that disgusting path that I couldn’t even express in empty words.

It was a giant lump of flesh made by piling up the corpses of humans and monsters.

‘… Since when have they been making things like this?’

It’s not just bizarre, it’s disgusting.

I frown as I watch their flesh being kept from rotting by some dark magic or something.

A feeble rustling sound was heard from inside the iron shop.

“Your Majesty.”

If the peaceful Lorraine is drawing her sword and standing guard, it means that there is something here that could be a serious problem.

I nodded towards Lorraine.

After figuring out an escape route so that I could run away at any time, I headed towards where the sound was coming from.

“… … ”

A faint sigh, similar to a sob, spreads out in all directions along the blood-covered wall.

As I approached inside, hearing that strangely creepy sound, what I saw was a slender, pure white girl tied up in chains.

A girl who looks like a marionette, with an empty face, as if she has given up on everything, and is just staring into space.

Even if you just look at this, it’s quite bizarre.

The strangeness becomes even stronger when you see that it is connected to a huge lump of flesh and chains.

‘… I’ve seen it a lot somewhere.’

I thought that if I thought about it a little more, something would come to mind, so I squinted my eyes and got lost in thought, but nothing came of it.

I don’t know why, so I put the sun spirit on my palm and approach her, and a strange feeling of unease passes through my head.

[I recently discovered a very interesting research topic. It’s a study on converting negative emotions in humans into curses, and I found it quite interesting.]

Negative emotions… and curses.

The moment those words came to my mind, I felt my blood boil and I could recognize her identity.

…the worst curse that blossomed after swallowing the despair of thousands.

It was the great wizard Siren.