Episode 512 Reunion with Soonbok (9)


    “Heo-eok… Heo-eok…”


    The mercenary wearing shabby armor sat down on the floor in the hallway and caught his breath.


    I ran down the stairs to avoid the monster, but I couldn’t figure out where this ce was.


    ‘If I knew it would be like this, I wouldn’t havee out in a fit of anger…’


    After a fight with the mercenaries, I caught a monster alone.


    Of course, it wasn’t as easy as I thought.


    Although he was able to handle a little mana, it was impossible to deal with a group of goblins with this amount.


    That’s why they used to target and kill only the goblins patrolling in pairs, but now the goblins seem to have noticed and started patrolling in groups of four.


    When that happened, I had no choice but to do it.


    Theypeted against rat monsters that were likely to be three meters tall, set traps in the goblins’ path, and killed several of them.


    However, the 5th floor was not so easy.


    Unlike the outside, the monsters inside the Magic Pce were intelligent and learned based on their experiences.


    When he set up a new trap after copying his own trap technique, he had no choice but to be defeated.


    After oveing the risk of dying a few times, he regretted a lot about his guest.


    He apologized and promised himself to join the group again, looking for his teammates.


    day.


    Two days.


    one week.


    one month.


    He endured for a long time and found mercenaries from the same guild.


    And when he finally found hisrades, everyone had already died.


    The cause of death seemed to be an attack by monsters.


    The bodies were so cruel that it was impossible to recognize who was who, and some died without closing their eyes until thest moment.


    one week.


    If I hade just a week earlier, I might have been able to fight alongside them.


    My heart broke because I felt like I had killed my colleagues for leaving them.


    Even though they broke up due to bad things, they still have affection.


    It is the duty of a colleague to at least bury it.


    The moment he tried to pick up a colleague.


    “Kreurreu….”


    He encountered a monster that looked simr to a beast, but had horns growing all over his body.


    He quickly drew his sword and confronted him.


    In battle, catching the yer is an advantage.


    I swung my sword as hard as I could to strike a blow at the monster that showed the intent to kill.


    Kaaang-!


    His conversion blow didn’t even do any damage to the monster.


    The monster, which destroyed the mana-filled swordsman with just a p of its forepaw, rushed at him.


    Then he abandoned hisrades again to live and ran away.


    At the end of such a run, we have reached this ce now.


    “If there is water, I want to take a sip…”


    It was just holding on with the power of mana, but it didn’t make sense to move without drinking water for several days.


    How did youe to this ce?


    Thinking about it makes meugh.


    “…I wonder if that’s an imusible thing to say to save a saint…”


    After receiving arge sum of money from the upper half of the half, he entered the Devil’s Realm.


    At that time, even at that time, he could clearly picture himself saving the saint and breaking through the demonic world.


    However, the reality was cruel enough to be nasty.


    I searched all over from the first floor to the fifth floor, but I couldn’t even find the figure of the saint.


    Moreover, it was self-evident that he would inevitably face death because he had descended below him.


    Who is saving whom?


    The person who needs help more than anyone right now is not the saint, but himself.


    My eyelids slowly grew heavy.


    If I fall asleep like this, will I be able to diefortably?


    At the same time as I thought, resentment welled up.


    If there really is such a thing as God, why not seek a saint?


    How could he allow people like himself to die in the Devil’s Nest?


    He muttered in a dry voice just before closing his eyes.


    “If there really is such a thing as God… Please give me a sip of water…”


    His eyes slowly closed.


    * * *


    Ray stood at the entrance of the stairs leading upstairs.


    “It’s been a long time here.”


    When I first came down to the 16th floor, I waspletely out of my mind.


    The smell of rotting corpses and sticky blood wafting from the inside of the stairs is somehow wee.


    He stepped onto the first step.


    Then sharp spears protruded from the walls.


    Papa papak-!


    The spear des fly towards the head and chest.


    Ray quickly memorized the starter word.


    “Shield.”


    A blue film made of mana wrapped around him.


    The rapidly fired spears were blocked by the translucent membrane and lost their way.


    At this rate, even dungeon traps would be an easy victory.


    He looked at the window, which had fallen helplessly to the floor.


    The de of the spear was severely shattered, perhaps due to the impact of the shield.


    “I can’t use it like this. Cancel.”


    A spear is also a weapon.


    If you only know how to infuse mana, there is nothing to go out, so if you manage a little, you can use it for generations.


    If you bring it to the baby goblins who still don’t have proper weapons, they will definitely like it.


    Maddened by that, Ray canceled the shield and decided to break through the trap with his bare body.


    As I stepped up the stairs a few more times, a huge boulder flew in front of me.


    He waved his hand lightly as if to drive away flies, and the stones that had been fired at him exploded at once.


    If others had seen it, it would have been close to a miracle.


    As if anticipating his own pace, a rain of arrows rained down from the air and at the same time a spear came out from behind.


    If he had looked at the arrow and taken a step back, he would have been skewered.


    I don’t know who designed them, but they are really sophisticated traps.


    After climbing the stairs for about 10 minutes and collecting things that could be used as weapons, the entrance to the 15th floor appeared in front of me.


    Except for the 17th floor where Mien is.


    Going up and down the floors of the dungeon gave me a new feeling.


    When Ray opened the door, he first widened his senses.


    When mana bounced in all directions, the creature’s reaction returned.


    It seems that the monster has been reborn.


    It’s not very close, so there’s no need to go and kill it.


    While looking for a ce to summon Sunbok.


    Ray found arge field.


    “It’s just fine.”


    I entered the field carrying an armful of spears I had picked up on my way up the floor.


    Chaeng-Grang-!


    I put the spear down on the floor and rummage through my leather backpack to take out the centipede shell I had prepared.


    Before drawing the magic circle, I made several preparations for the material that would be the pir.


    “The highest-ranking spirits are annoying.”


    Even when it was a high-ranking spirit, it wasn’t that difficult to summon, but the mana it consumed doubled because it was only one ss special.


    Besides, if the pir doesn’t hold up, you can’t even summon it, so it can be said that it has be unnecessarily grandiose.


    I drew a magic circle and connected the mediums of the pirs and branches.


    If someone saw it, they would think it was a rough drawing, but each mark contained a high degree of magical knowledge.


    Let’s pour some mana into the tip.


    Ugh-!


    The magic circle reacted with a resonance.


    The magic circle seems to have been built normally.


    “All that’s left now is the pir.”


    It is doubtful whether the centipede’s carapace can withstand the mana of Subok and his own.


    Although I tried to check it, it is unknown whether it will survive the aftermath of the mana storm.


    Raystly stuck spear poles all over the branch.


    Afterpleting it, the shape is not zero.


    A spear is inserted with the spear de facing upward, and the carapace of a centipede monster is left carelessly in the center.


    The magic circle also carelessly plucked the grass in the field and put it together.


    Even if it was a summoning circle that summoned lower-level spirits rather than the highest-level spirits, it wasn’t this ugly.


    Ray let go of mana for thest time.


    Although it is a magic circle made of grass, a magic circle is a magic circle.


    Mana reacted and the spells reacted one after another.


    Whoa-!


    Mana was amplified.


    The flowers in the fields were blown over by the wind and the trees swayed violently.


    In response, Ray injected arger amount of mana than the first time.


    If you pour a lot of mana into the magic circle at once, it may misfire.


    That’s why it was good to adjust the pace appropriately until the magic circle waspleted.


    Whenever mana was added to the magic circle, the ground shook as if an earthquake had urred.


    Hard-!


    Eventually, someone’s figure was drawn in the center of the magic circle.


    A tall man with a small crown on his head.


    It seems that he did not know that he would be summoned suddenly.


    Subok’s expression was just bewildered.


    – This ce…


    The situation around Hana wasn’t peaceful enough to have a conversation.


    A mana storm urred due to thebination of Subok’s mana and Ray’s mana.


    Green fields were overturned and trees were uprooted.


    Ray looked at his uniform and said hello.


    “A long time.”


    It had been a long time indeed.


    over a year.


    It was because he had been trapped in a dungeon for all those years.


    Soonbok also faced Ray.


    Her hair is about a span longer than herst memory.


    Perhaps it was none other than him who suffered more than anyone else during those years.


    Soonbok immediately got down on one knee.


    – Long time no see.


    The two did not have a long conversation.


    when our eyes meet.


    We could feel each other’s feelings.


    The adversity of the past seemed to be conveyed.


    There was not even the slightest trembling in the eyes that were looking at him resolutely.


    It was like looking at an old man after going through so many things.


    his mouth was open


    “Isn’t it a bit out of ce?”


    Soonbok looked around at him.


    A window sill hung randomly.


    The medium that summoned itself was the corpse of an unknown monster.


    A beautiful flower garden too.


    However, it was not a magnificent ce with a huge mountain range behind it.


    Even so, for some reason, it felt okay because the contractor liked it simply.


    – This is a bad ce. well anyways it’s okay


    After the summoning ceremony was over and Mana connected with Ray, Soonbok walked out of the magic circle.


    When the mana storm stopped, a calm silence flowed over the son-inw.


    Subok said as if passing by.


    – This is a dungeon.


    Soonbok knows the identity of this ce.


    I’ve been thinking about that before, but I never thought I’d notice it just by looking around.


    A twinkle appeared in Ray’s eyes.