Episode 739
Low Flight (7)
The clown, as if he noticed the reaction, grinned and rummaged in his arms.
“That too is a very fresh and valuable item that died while attempting to imprint it.”
“….”
“I accidentally won this by gambling, but I didn’t have a good way to keep it, so I left it with Agneta.”
The clown took out two thick wires from his bosom, inserted one into the corpse’s mouth, and connected the other to the corpse’s chest.
The moment when the prepared clown threw the ends of both wires into the lake, as if connecting wires to the positive poles of a battery.
Pajijijijik!!!
The entire lake in the courtyard of the fort was covered with dazzling lightning.
“Aaaaaaaa!!”
“Ugggggg-!!”
The bodies that could not even react and were electrocuted and sunk with their eyes peeled from all sides.
The clown saw it and laughed madly.
“Hehehehehehahahaha!! Look at that, doesn’t it look like a bug?”
“….”
“Puhuh huhahahaha- euge ge ge ge ge ge ge ge ge geek.”
After laughing for a long time, he suddenly starts to tremble all over and make strange screams.
Lennok looked at it from behind and put on a bewildered expression.
Because the wire dropped by the clown was wrapped around his leg before he knew it.
“Have you gone mad….”
[…] … Could it be that he was electrocuted by himself right now?]
Leaving behind Agneta’s absurd message, Lennok hit the clown’s back with shock magic.
cuckoo!!
“what?”
The clown’s expression turned dazed as he was kicked by Lennok and fell into the lake.
The clown who had plunged into the lake let out an indescribable scream with only his legs sticking out.
“Add ddddgddddddddddddddddddggdddduddduddddddddddggddddddddozddddddddddddozedddddddddddozeddddddddddddozedddddddddddozeddddddddddddddd caned can’t be helped.”
“….”
While Agneta was at a loss for words at that unconventional response and response, Lennok looked down at the scene with his arms crossed.
After a while, the clown who had barely climbed up the wall muttered.
“I thought you were going to die….”
“It saved me. I can’t help but appreciate it.”
The clown was electrocuted not by simple electricity, but by Thorburn’s mage’s thoughts.
It is better to throw it into the lake and forcibly spread the flames than to use your hands to relieve the electric shock on the spot.
The clown, too, did not refute anything, only babbling about whether he knew it or not.
Lennok immediately turned away from the clown.
“Looking for the Grand Duke is up to you now. I go first.”
Through the information obtained by interrogating the 6 princes, they know where the ruins are hidden in the fortress.
To be precise, the place where the ruins are hidden is not inside the fortress, but on the side of the secret passage inside the mountain range connected to the giant’s fortress.
Through magic sensing, the inside of the mountain range is reconstructed into a three-dimensional drawing, and the senses fill in the impenetrable space.
Lennok murmured as he closed his eyes and put his hands together.
“five…No, about six times.”
[Six times?]
With one hand on the hard outer wall of the citadel, slowly move your wrist to adjust the direction.
The moment when Lennok, who had been concentrating carefully with his eyes closed, raised his magic power and opened the magic eye from inside the mask.
[Blinking]
My love liquid!!!
Lennok’s body flipped upside down on the spot and in an instant fell into a dark room with no light coming through.
The illusion of being sucked under the floor and appearing in a completely new space.
fluff!!
Lennok’s body, which momentarily lost its sense of balance, stumbled and collapsed in its seat.
“Ugh….”
As I held onto my spinning head and barely held back my vomit, I heard Agneta’s startled voice in my ear.
[Spirit-based space transfer formula…It’s the first time I’ve seen something like this overlapping the same spell to forcibly increase the distance. A real magician with special qualities is a strange person.]
“It’s noisy.”
But Lennok was a little surprised that Agneta immediately recognized what he had done.
What Lennok did wasn’t simply using Blink several times to move several times.
Blinking is a powerful teleportation technique that changes position without interfering with the user’s body at all.
However, if there is already a substance at the transition point, there is a low probability that it will collide with the user’s body and space cross section.
Since the road leading to the historic site is blocked several times, there is a high possibility of an accident with simple blinking and overlapping use.
That’s why Lennok chanted Blink several times in advance, and then forcibly increased the distance by connecting the chanted spell.
Although the distance and magic efficiency are obviously lower than using blinks several times honestly, it is the only way to increase the distance of one blink.
Agneta recognized the principle immediately after Lennok used the method to reach the site.
[Even though I’m looking at it myself, I have no idea how that’s possible. What does it feel like to manipulate space directly in the first place
? In terms of crossing space, that would have the upper hand, right?”
Isn’t the reason why Agneta can exist as a messenger of Pandemonium is because she can deliver messages to all parts of the continent beyond the imaginary dimension?
[Because traveling through space via the imaginary dimension and directly manipulating space are completely different categories,”
Agneta replied.
[What I do is to use the ‘result’ of space movement using a medium. It’s different from directly shifting the space like you.]
“….”
[Of course, at a shallow level, my method might be more efficient. But if you dig deeper, your spell is much closer to the essence and more real.]
“You don’t know anything about the essence of the spell. Where is the real and the fake in the way you handle the laws of the world?”
Lennok sneered.
“At the point when you have that standard, you are not a sorcerer. You look more like a person with innate ability who relies on natural talent.”
[that’s right. Maybe. I’m not really interested in such definitions.]
But Agneta accepted Lennok’s ridicule with surprising ease.
A reaction as if he had no hesitation or interest in what kind of being he was defined as.
[But maybe I can tell because I am not a sorcerer?]
“What?”
[When dealing with something, which method is closer to the essence. Maybe he feels that way because he’s looking outside the scope of the spell.]
“….”
[Um, I don’t know either. Are the fundamental limitations that make up the way of thinking somewhere else? … .]
It is understandable that Agneta herself does not consider herself a magician as she handles manipulation formulas purely with her innate senses.
However, it is an area where Lennok does not have to worry about how she, who was born differently from an ordinary human, defines and worries about herself.
There is neither much time nor interest in discussing Gummy’s way of thinking here.
“Cool cool cool…!!”
I used a somewhat drastic method, but anyway, I skipped several complicated procedures and reached the ruins at once.
Lennok, who had been looking around, sat down and opened his mouth slightly at the countless busts embedded in the walls of the cavity.
“This….”
citadel of giants. The remains of the Colossus Corps, one of the few remaining on this continent.
As the saying goes, dozens of corpses of already dead and rotting giants are displayed on the walls of the ruins like stuffed animals.
Rotten, stuck-on skin. A bony body with only bones remaining. Even so, it is a huge size that is several times the size of a human.
The overbearing composition of the dead of the Giant Corps, who could not let go of their weapons even after death, looked down on the humans who had entered the ruins.
“….”
Only then did Lennok understand where the giant’s forearm, hidden in the basement of the citadel, had come from.
Why did the knights of Kavahim try to hide and protect a place other than the fortress throne room?
On the ground of the ruins overlooking the corpses of giants, old long weapons and artifacts were piled up like a mountain.
Most of them were rusty and old weapons or armor rather than valuable items.
There are only things that seem to have a story. However, Lennok immediately set foot inside the mountain of soldiers piled up in the ruins.
“Find the key and get out right away.”
The area of the ruins itself is quite large, but fortunately, it is not so large that you cannot explore it all with Lennok’s Magic Sense.
However, in order to find a small object such as a key among the indiscriminately piled weapons, it would have to be relatively narrow and sensitive.
That moment when Lennok decided to spend a little time and moved on.
[Victor. I found the key.]
Agneta shoved something over her head to Lennok.
A piece of metal that looked more like a long screwdriver than a key. At the tip, unknown symbols are densely engraved.
[Sabrina and I have seen similar items before when we brought materials to find them.]
“Take out the warship. It goes straight into contrast.”
Lennok didn’t respond right away, but motioned to Agneta to pull out Gyro’s ship immediately.
The situation where Agneta was brought here to check whether the key and the box matched.
However, the moment the key was brought to the ship, an intangible force began to push the key away with a strange resonant sound.
Wow!!
[…] … What?]
“….”
Leaving Agneta’s flustered voice behind, Lennok scrutinized the shape of the key.
[Is the key wrong? It would be difficult to do this.]
“No, the key itself matches the ship. Immediately after joining, there was a reaction to the ship.”
[Then?]
“The key is mixed with foreign substances. Something that exists at the site is preventing access.”
The moment the key was inserted into the entrance of the ship’s box, even after recognizing the shape of the key, an intangible force blocked access.
Regardless of whether the key is genuine, the recoil that occurs when a specific spell or curse is applied to the key itself.
Ham-gwa recognized it and refused to enter the key with an unknown power.
“I wonder if it has something to do with the reason why the remains of the Giant Corps are preserved in this way….”
I want to smash the ship’s chest and take the remains of the guide, but there are not a few cases where the contents of such a ship’s box are destroyed right after it is destroyed.
Even more so, the 48-fold dimensional function that makes up the ship is an area that even Lennok cannot easily touch.
At this level, it is tantamount to twisting it so that even the designer himself cannot read it by any means other than the key.
“Escape the fort and find a healer. Once the power on the key is removed, it should function normally.”
[I’m glad. You thought the key you’d been looking for would be worthless.]
The moment Lennok ignored Agneta’s words and turned toward the faraway passageway.
“It is not a worthless thing.”
Someone answered the spider’s words in a plaintive voice instead.
“Because what is piled up in this ruin is the most precious treasure of the castle.”
“…!!”
A low male tone heard from a place where no presence existed until just now.
Lennok instantly raised his mana and turned his gaze toward it.
Someone was lying flat on the top of a mountain of old weapons equipment piled up like a mountain.
A man with tousled hair lying on the sergeant’s grave with his back to Lennok.
Even though he was wearing a baggy shirt and pants, he could feel his size at a glance.
“Memorials of comrades who fought and died together on the battlefield. It is only natural that we should set aside this amount of space to store them.”
The man tilted his head slowly and said.
“Though a thief like you wouldn’t understand.”
“Who is it?”
“Are you asking because you don’t know?”
As he threw his neck all the way back, his untidy hair swept back, revealing his face.
An unreadable languor filled the man’s face as he looked upside down at Lenok, lying on his back.
He lifted up the hard restraints on both hands and feet, and smiled thickly.
“You are the owner of the citadel that you sneaked in like a rat.”
