episode_0124

I took out the water from the water bag and gulped it down.

The lukewarm water that moistens your dry throat spreads vitality to every corner of your body.

The body, which was sufficiently hydrated, recovered more quickly.

“Phew…”

Every time you breathe in and out, vitality returns to your tired body.

The muscles that were twitching and complaining of pain became quiet as if they had never happened before.

The wounds compressed by the muscles and bandages had already stopped bleeding, and the pain in my shoulder had become bearable.

The wound doesn’t heal on its own…but it doesn’t interfere with fighting.

Even though it’s my body, it’s absolutely ridiculous.

The strength is at the level of a monster, let alone a human.

The only problem area was the left arm.

When I looked down, my left arm was still trembling slightly with bruises here and there.

Perhaps thanks to anti-magic power, the curse did not go deep, but there was no sign of the condition improving.

It will remain like this until it is seen by a priest and treated.

I poured the remaining water into the frosted water on the floor, washed it off roughly, and put it in the case.

As I put the glove I had put in place of the frosting on my left arm again.

Get up from your seat and check your equipment.

The armor was in good condition except for one shoulder and a little damage to the skirt.

One boot was torn by the blade of a spear, but it was not seriously damaged.

If it’s like this, there won’t be any problem.

I think my stamina has come back to some extent, so I’ll see if I can get there soon.

Even if I were to be more gentle here, the wounds wouldn’t heal on their own.

I shake off the blood that clings to the blade and walk away again, towards the castle wall in front of me.

Just looking at it, the atmosphere doesn’t seem unusual, and it seems like whatever pops out will pop out… Anyway, there’s no place other than that that could be called an exit.

therefore-

– Ugh!

Sudden noise. Durandal’s sword body, which he was holding, was vibrating like crazy.

Urgently, as if warning something.

A chill runs down my spine. A terribly ominous intuition.

My body got into a fighting stance earlier than I thought.

Breathing becomes increasingly rough. My stomach tightened with tension.

I can feel your gaze.

A gaze that is infinitely dark and possesses an unfathomably powerful presence.

From beyond the void.

Lana’s, Lacey’s, and Knut’s words ran through my mind.

I said the gods would be watching me.

At this moment, I finally felt confident.

Look at me.

I got goosebumps all over my body.

A pressure that feels like your soul is being crushed just by feeling gazes on you.

If this being that displays such intimidation is not God, then what is it?

【d҈̬̖̬̥͆͊̉̀̕͜u҈̨̛̲͕̬̖͒ ȩ̵̜̣͈̟̪҇r̷̨̭͓͉ ͛̚͞ t̸̨̛͍̭͉̝̖̾̏t҈̧̤̳͍̥̿̎͌̌͛ p p̶̨̮̫̗͉͗̄ ̶̨̮̫̗͉͗̄ ̑͠.】

【It’s close】

An incomprehensible language rings in my mind.

At that moment, horribly dense magical energy erupted like a volcano from all directions.

The surroundings were stained black.

The senses sharpened to the limit let out a scream as if announcing a life-threatening situation.

The growling sound of an animal breathing. The sound of heavy footsteps. A terrible smell.

A force so strong that the ground trembles.

When the darkness of demon energy cleared, seven demons appeared before my eyes.

Height: about 2m. Black-stained armor.

It looked similar to a human, but its head and legs were like those of an animal.

At first glance, you might mistake it for a beastman wearing armor.

However, the demonic energy flowing out in a thick layer and the half-rotten appearance proved that these guys were not beastmen but monsters.

Inside the open mouth, thick and long tentacles instead of tongues were constantly writhing, and both arms were integrated with weapons.

Mushrooms were growing between the empty eye sockets.

Still, compared to other hideous hybrid monsters, it has a clearly neat appearance.

It was a monster I knew.

‘Warrior of Valthyr.’

Each and every one of them is almost a master level monster. That’s seven.

Cold sweat is rolling down.

Even if he was in perfect condition, this was not an enemy he could defeat in this condition.

Death was at hand.

Damn it.

I grit my teeth and grasp the sword. Durandal gave off a cold glow.

It was a dungeon I came to lightly for training, but what on earth is this?

What if I just die here? I couldn’t admit it. I couldn’t accept it.

The presence of God, who was looking down from the sky, disappears as if he has completed his business.

Did you plan to kill me, you damn bastard…!

He cursed at the unknown god and placed his trembling left hand on the hilt of his sword.

Valthyr’s warriors grunted and laughed.

A laughter full of life. I also forcefully pulled up the corners of my mouth.

I feel like if I lose momentum, I won’t be able to fight properly and will be helplessly defeated.

Whether it’s Elfinel or Shaulitte, if you’re watching, please save them…!

I call out the name of a god that I normally don’t rely on much.

If the identity of the guy who fed me like this is God-like, then the only ones who can help me are gods.

There was no answer.

Nothing of note happened.

Only Durandal’s sword body vibrates pitifully.

Yeah, I didn’t expect it. You useless bastards…!

Valtir’s warriors approach one step at a time.

The sound of heavy footsteps shakes the ground.

The momentum was so heavy that I almost thought the ground beneath my feet was shaking…

No, it actually shakes…?

The ground was shaking as if a shallow earthquake had occurred.

What is this?

It’s not their doing. These monsters are 2m tall at best.

There’s no way that just your footsteps could cause such a vibration…!

– Rumble!

A sound similar to thunder rings out. Beyond them, from the castle wall.

Valthyr’s warriors looked back. My eyes also turned in that direction.

The gate was opening.

Very slowly, with a massive vibration shaking the ground.

A huge rock gate carved out of the entire rock wall opens left and right as it digs into the ground.

It was so dark inside that you couldn’t see anything.

And then, the sound of footsteps rings out.

The sound of clanking metal. A dull crash sound hitting the ground.

It was the footsteps of someone wearing armor.

The gate, which was tens of centimeters thick, was pushed open with only the strength of both arms, revealing it.

It was an article.

A knight made of shadows, wearing old, rusty, tattered armor.

Green eye light emanated from between the helmets, and the black long sword was engulfed in a strangely pulsating energy.

The fighting spirit is being diminished.

Not only was there no help from God, but the person who appeared was also a monster.

Ghost knight.

It was a powerful monster that was ranked high among the necromancer species.

The strength varies greatly from individual to individual, but even the weakest one is at least a master level.

In other words, even if the enemy’s power was set to the minimum, it was impossible to estimate the maximum of six masters.

A feeling of despair pressed down on my shoulders.

There was no chance of winning.

—-

Salvation always comes when people least expect it.

That’s probably why it’s called salvation.

Valtir’s warriors who saw the ghost knight reacted strangely.

He turns away from me, grits his teeth and raises his arms towards the driver.

Vigilance and hostility clearly revealed.

Even though they were the same monster, it was as if they were facing an enemy.

“Kooo!”

The bear’s head opens its muzzle wide and roars wildly.

The knight who came out of the castle gate raised his sword towards them.

What happened the next moment was all I could catch with my eyes.

The ghost knight charges towards them. Black magic energy fluttering like a cloak.

Before I could blink three times, the knight was already in the middle of them.

A storm of swords rages.

The knight’s long sword, pulsating with magical energy, collided with the warriors’ weapons.

The sound of metal, almost like an explosion of alcohol, continues to ring out. Enough to shake the cavity.

Seven warriors of Valthyr.

The ghost knight’s sword dances against seven monsters that can defeat a master with just the two of them.

The knight’s long sword never stopped.

The ax is thrown away, the sword is struck, and the spear is thrown away.

Every time the long sword draws a black line, Valtir’s warriors bleed.

It was like a heroic scene from a legend.

I stared at that figure blankly, forgetting my intention.

Monsters are fighting monsters.

Embarrassment fills my mind.

A strange thing that I have never seen or heard of. It was an unexpected situation.

“Kaaa!”

Wounded monsters cry out in anger.

Valtir’s warriors were not weak monsters either, but the ghost knight’s power was greater than theirs.

He is not at the level of an ordinary master.

Even if I was in perfect condition, I would never be able to overcome it.

Perhaps the winner of that fierce battle will be the Ghost Knight.

The fingertips holding the sword trembled.

Should I intervene…? I wasn’t sure.

okay. I even know that those two monsters are enemies.

I don’t know why, but anyway, they’re fighting like they’re going to kill each other.

But can I really say that the ghost knight is on my side? I don’t know that part.

Valthyr’s warrior was clearly my enemy. As soon as he saw me, he showed hostility.

So what about the ghost knight?

It would be complacent to think that since our enemy is our enemy, we will be on the same side.

He is also a monster and even a commanding species. Because it is one of those beings that hate living people.

What if the ghost knight who slaughtered Valthyr’s warriors points his sword at me?

I can’t think of a way to win.

To me, the best thing would be for the two monsters to be destroyed together… but I don’t think that’s going to happen.

However, if I try to intervene and cause mutual destruction, I don’t know if it will work out as well as I thought.

If the ghost knight attacked by me changes his target to me, it will be the worst situation.

What do we do?

Attack or wait and see?

I watched their battle, contemplating the best option.

The fierce battle between monsters became more intense.