Chapter Index

    After that, we moved on for two more days.

    Every time the Deltans passed through the mountain range and entered a new area, they had to face the first-class demonic beasts there, and as such, their bodies were entering the subspace of the Deltans endlessly.

    The fourth grade 1 demonic beast.

    With this, the Deltans subdued all first-class demonic beasts on the path to the place of exile.

    No, Kaltara subdued this time.

    “I feel refreshed inside!”

    At the feet of Kaltara, who smiled arrogantly, lay Lehenya, a monster with a yellow body and blue wings.

    The cause of death was cardiac arrest.

    Kaltara jumped up and clung to Rehenya, then drove her fist into her chest, physically stopping her heart.

    “It’s bird meat.”

    Agnes said, smiling brightly.

    Agnes, who had made a whooshing sound when she was subduing Aksharis, was greatly impressed by the quality of the flesh of the first-class demonic beasts, and was now their prisoner.

    “Crocodile meat, pork, beef, and bird meat.”

    Agnes, who was counting the harvest by folding all four fingers, soon spoke to Deltan.

    “Deltain, now all you need is fish.”

    “I won’t go there because it’s in the opposite direction.”

    “As long as there are fish, I’ll go.”

    “Furidox. There’s one that looks like an eel.”

    To be exact, it was Sea Serpent, but from the Delta people’s perspective, he was that guy.

    Immediately after saying the words of rejection, Deltan was suddenly troubled by the sight of Agnes expressing regret.

    ‘Does it take a lot of time?’

    Considering Mahwa’s remaining lifespan, it’s a bit tight.

    But seeing Agnes so sad made me worry for no reason.

    “… I’ll think about it once the work in exile is over quickly.”

    Unbecoming behavior.

    Deltan thought that to himself and spoke out in the hope of doing something more for her.

    Agnes blinked. Bam! He smiled and patted Deltan’s shoulder.

    “It’s okay. How many years have you been able to live off of just what you’ve caught so far?”

    “… Then why did you ask for it?”

    Deltan grumbled.

    Agnes laughed, her face turning red, and then added another word.

    “Cute.”

    Deltan did not answer.

    *

    The place of exile has been reached.

    The place of exile for phantom beasts.

    The small forest so called was in such eerie peace that not even the sound of birds could be heard.

    “Is that a place of exile?”

    Agnes said, looking at the tree high in the sky.

    It was a tree so large that it was dozens of times different from the others.

    “Uh, that is the exile of the phantom beast.”

    “It just looks like a tree.”

    “Kkeokkeul, the tree itself is a prison with spirituality.”

    Ershant said.

    “The form is not important as it is not a physical prison in the first place. What is important is that the tree absorbs the soul of life and traps it within its body.”

    Deltan listened to her and looked around.

    There were a lot of white bones.

    They were all bones of different creatures.

    Some had thick bones, as if they belonged to orcs.

    Some of them looked like they belonged to dwarves.

    That wasn’t all.

    ‘Goblin, Dwarf, Dryad, Dedram, Corbosax. There are elves too.’

    There were a lot of bones from various races scattered around here, and among them, there was one that caught the attention of the Deltans the most.

    “Is that the giant you said you caught hundreds of years ago?”

    Lying against the place where the fantastic beast was exiled, there was a white skeleton that was probably well over 10 meters long.

    Ershant nodded.

    “It’s Todram, the giant who destroyed 70% of the dwarf tribe.”

    “Did you only catch the dwarves?”

    “Of course, dwarves were the biggest victims, but all other races suffered damage from that mountainous bastard. The place of exile for phantom prisoners is a prison that holds such heinous things.”

    Ershant pointed to the white bones.

    “That dwarf is a magician who created and wielded horsemen. That orc is a champion from a thousand years ago. They said they were tired of the war with humans and went to war with other races in the east. That elf started a war because he couldn’t take the position of my younger brother, Grand Elder.”

    Deltan let out a small laugh.

    “Relentless.”

    Ershant did not show the slightest emotion as he pointed to his younger brother’s body.

    “Order is more important than blood ties and emotions. For us, that’s it.”

    Ershant, with a grin, led the Deltans to the place of exile for the phantom beasts.

    “Now, please sit here.”

    It was a place where the top of the exposed roots had been shaved straight to resemble a chair.

    Below, there was an ancient magic technique that must have been used only in the distant past.

    “It is the gate of exile. As long as you sit in this chair, you can escape exile at any time.”

    “What if I fall off the chair?”

    “My heart is stopping. The soul is forever trapped in exile.”

    Indeed, it was a structure that made it understandable what principle separated the bodies and souls of these sinners.

    They send the soul to exile by making it sit on a chair, and throw the body nearby.

    If they do that, they will wander in exile forever.

    “Henry, Kaltara.”

    Deltan called the two people.

    “Protect myself until I finish my work and come out.”

    There was no lie in Ershant’s words.

    No matter how ancient the technique was, the Deltans were able to understand the entire mechanism just by flowing mana.

    In other words, it is safe as long as your body is attached to the chair.

    “Hmm, I wanted to go with you. Aren’t there a lot of strong people out there?”

    Kaltara expressed regret.

    It was a request that Deltans could not grant.

    “The level 1 demonic servant in this town hasn’t appeared yet. You have to be on guard.”

    “I can’t feel any presence.”

    “He might have that kind of trait.”

    Grade 1 demonic beast species have sharply different growth directions depending on their habitat environment or the type of mana they consume.

    And the place of exile of the fantastic beast is a land where silence prevails.

    This means that a magician who specializes in hiding his presence or presence may be watching this place from a very distant place.

    “Crap.”

    Kaltara took a sip and stood next to Deltan.

    The same was true for Henry.

    “Railway, railroad.”

    He muttered, looking at Ershant.

    There seemed to be a determination to get a definite answer before this was all over.

    The moment it occurred to him that since he was so passionate about the Empire’s events, Ishmark might like him very much.

    “Deltain.”

    Agnes walked in front of the chair.

    She approached with light steps, squatted down, and held Deltan’s hand.

    “I don’t like waiting.”

    “I know.”

    “I like you worse than you know.”

    Agnes lowered her head and brushed Deltan’s knuckles.

    “Come quickly. Otherwise, I’ll be angry when I come back.”

    “Oh wow.”

    Henry looked at the Deltan with pity.

    ‘What are those eyes?’

    Henry muttered as the Deltan glared at him.

    “You will be caught and bought.”

    That wasn’t what Henry was going to say.

    Deltan looked at Ershant, leaving Henry’s harsh words behind.

    “Start.”

    “I understand.”

    Ershant took out a dagger and cut his palm.

    Then blood flowed, and Ershant poured the blood into the core of the magic circle.

    The Grand Elder’s blood seemed to be the key to activating Jin.

    “I’m going… .”

    While Deltan was speaking, he suddenly looked up in a dark mood.

    Ruina was looking at the Deltan’s crotch with a blush on her face.

    Deltan narrowed his eyes.

    “… Agnes.”

    “Yes.”

    “Don’t let that bitch come near.”

    Agnes too belatedly noticed Ruina’s gaze.

    And I muttered very softly.

    “… Fuck you.”

    Deltan was startled.

    ‘Did you know how to swear…? .’

    It’s a little scary.

    As soon as he thought about it, Deltan fell into a deep sleep.

    *

    A series of alarms came to mind.

    Deltan accepted the rich mana that permeated his entire body.

    The characteristics that made Deltans, who were insignificant fallen nobles at the time of initial possession, into great wizards began to act again.

    ‘It’s been a while since this happened again.’

    I am glad to see that the characteristics that had fallen asleep after ascending to the 4th rank have started to move again.

    Could it be that the amount of mana could be increased further here?

    Deltan looked around, gaining new insight.

    ‘This is the inside of the place of exile.’

    It’s black.

    The entire landscape I could see was black.

    The color was so extreme that the distinctions between front and back, right and left, and top and bottom felt vague.

    ‘The cartridge… .’

    “Okay,” Deltan snapped his fingers.

    It was working fine.

    Deltan wasted no time in putting his hand on the cartridge.

    The staff studded with colorful jewels shone.

    As Deltan swung it, lines dividing space began to appear across his retina.

    The number 1 armed compass is a drafting tool for drawing dimensional axes.

    Even if it is not necessary to use fourth-level magic, it is possible to use it in this way.

    ‘Then let’s move now.’

    Deltan walked.

    If this is truly a place where the souls of sinners are imprisoned, you will be able to meet the imprisoned sinners.

    All the giant had to do was ask them and find out.

    ‘There’s no need to rush.’

    According to Ershant, time inside the place of exile passes significantly faster than in reality.

    In other words, even if you take your time here, it won’t last even a moment outside.

    How long will it take before I can meet other sinners?

    After walking for a while while thinking about it, Deltan was able to come face to face with the orc lying on the ground before it was too late.

    It was an unusual orc.

    Unlike ordinary orcs, which are classified as ‘green skin’ and have green skin, this orc’s body was red.

    His body was twice as large as the heroes known to Deltans, and his tusks were as big as Deltans’ forearms.

    There was an orc that emerged.

    ‘That warmonger?’

    Ershant had certainly said that there were orcs who were tired of the war with humans and went to war with other races.

    “Hey.”

    I spoke straight away.

    There was no answer back.

    The Deltan narrowed his eyes and approached the Orc.

    ‘faint?’

    No, the eyes are open.

    The heaving of his chest was clearly a breathing response, so he was not dead.

    Deltan reached out and flipped the orc’s eyelids.

    There is an iris reaction.

    This means that it is not a fainting, but if that is the case, there is only one conclusion.

    ‘I lost my mind.’

    Even though he is awake, he is dead.

    In other words, it would be correct to say that it is a situation where the mind has been worn away by time, as Ershant called it.

    Suddenly, Deltan’s expression took a turn for the worse.

    ‘It would be difficult if everyone here was like this.’

    If a giant were to end up in this state, it would be very difficult.

    The purpose of entering the place of exile is to find clues to the ‘Colossus’.

    This is why the knowledge of giants is needed.

    Even for giants, things get very messy in this situation.

    It was a moment when I became annoyed by that.

    [Hey, you there.]

    A voice was heard.

    It was a sweet tone, almost like a singing voice.

    [Yes, you.]

    A man’s voice.

    Deltan, who barely realized the extent of it, raised his head.

    A little far away, there was a figure lying face down on the floor.

    There was one characteristic that stood out.

    ‘Elf?’

    The identity of the blonde, long ears, and voice was that of an elf.

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