625. [Side Story]
The dawn of the raid preparation festival.
The time when the fireworks that used to fill the sky gradually die down.
Two heavily drunk mercenaries entered the temple smelling of alcohol.
“Uh~ I’m drunk. I’m so drunk I can’t even see my eyes.”
“You’re basically blind, man… Uh. I will break your head.”
It was a nobody and a chain.
The two mercenaries staggered toward the intensive care unit, carrying a new bottle of alcohol and a bundle of snacks.
“Candler fell for it and still lies down and sleeps.”
“Let’s have a drink next to each other and giggle.”
The two mercenaries chuckled mischievously as they revealed their sinister aspirations to dine-and-go in Candler’s private room.
These two have been visiting the hospital every day since then. While telling the unconscious Candler what happened every day.
It was the same today. The two mercenaries intended to recite what had happened at the festival today over a drink next to Candler.
“…what?”
“huh?”
And the two mercenaries who entered Candler’s hospital room immediately stopped their bodies wondering.
was sitting
go Candler.
I was leaning against the back of the bed and looking out the dark window.
Booming….
Only the light from the firecrackers intermittently made loud noises, illuminating the interior of the private room and then disappearing.
Surprised, Nobody and Chain threw away alcohol and snacks and rushed into the hospital room.
“Candler!”
“Are you out of your mind?! How are you feeling?!”
Candler did not look back.
I continued to look out the window and muttered in a weak voice that seemed to die out.
“…beautiful. Was today the last day of the Fall Festival?”
“How do you know that?!”
“You were conscious!”
“haha. You guys kept telling me what happened.”
Nobody and Chain hurriedly tried to call the priest, but Candler stopped them.
“It’s okay… tell me how the festival was today.”
Nobody and Chain hesitated for a moment, but soon became very excited and talked about what happened today.
Listening to stories from all over the city that were fun, noisy, and messy… Candler smiled vaguely through his burnt-out mouth.
“thank god. I can open my eyes today.”
Now, even the firecrackers have completely stopped and it is dark….
And after looking up at the dawning sky from afar.
“For helping this city… to keep this festival alive.”
Candler took a deep breath.
“thank god.”
That night, Candler died.
He had a satisfied smile on his lips.
***
After the festival.
Things started pouring in right away. While I was playing to my heart’s content, I had a lot of work to do.
Buried in a pile of papers, I busily played with my pen.
‘Resources are overflowing…’
The Paris Legion was the most terrible and numerous monsters ever, and the loot was enormous.
It was only now that a month had passed since the battle, and the collection of magic stones was over.
The magic stones and funds transformed into them were more than enough to fill the warehouse, and the mana cores were also acquired in terrifying numbers. With this, we are also in the process of manufacturing various equipment.
Other than that, all kinds of support came in from all over the world. Materials are in very good condition.
material is so
‘As for the military situation…’
I spread a proclamation around the world this time. Recruitment of warriors and autumn festival. It was two things.
And in celebration of the Fall Festival, a huge number of people flocked to Crossroads… I thought they were all tourists, but they weren’t.
Most of them were those who responded to the recruitment of warriors. It’s just that I enjoyed the festival.
It’s a fantasy world full of romance, so I’m sure the proclamation said ‘survival probability low, success probability extremely low’.
It seems that those who were more stimulated after seeing that packed their bags and came.
“…”
But romance is just romance. reality is cold
These are the volunteer army.
Of course, there are many who have rich combat experience. There are also quite a few heroes that are rated R or higher. In addition, as much as he voluntarily came to the front line, his spirit was also high.
However, even if they were to remain on the front line until the end, they would still have a long way to go before becoming an elite force.
‘I lost too much.’
We lost many elite heroes and soldiers in the last battle.
This damage will not be recovered until the day the World Defense Front disbands. win or lose, either way.
‘…let’s put aside negative thoughts.’
Anyway, there are so many people who put down their comfort and gathered to fight for the world.
They must be provided with military uniforms and equipment, fed with good food, and trained diligently. The remaining battles will also be harsh.
Various approvals, such as equipment to be distributed to newcomers and accommodations for them to stay, were posted, and I carefully reviewed them and signed them.
And…
“…”
I held my breath as I picked up the next document.
It was the news of Candler’s death.
He was seriously injured in the last battle and miraculously survived… but finally died on the last night of the festival.
After closing my eyes and breathing in, I took out a new piece of paper and wrote an official letter. It was to prepare for Candler’s funeral.
After doing a lot of other things.
“…”
and the last.
My main job finally came.
kill monsters. It’s time to go on an expedition.
“Recall the heroes belonging to the Lucas frontline.”
Lucas, who was carrying a stack of papers into the office, looked at me with surprised eyes. I nodded.
“I will start hunting the Black Dragon Corps.”
***
When I ordered the summoning of heroes and came down to the first floor of the mansion, an unknown person was waiting for me.
“ash.”
Anonymous smiled.
It’s been a month since I came here. Maybe it’s because I slept soundly, but my complexion has brightened a lot.
I tried to smile, but I hardened my lips.
It was because I saw a luggage bag carried on the back of an unknown person. She was ready to leave.
“Thanks to that, I was able to enjoy the festival to the fullest. I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve had such a good rest in my life. It was a month like a dream.”
She said, fixing her bag.
“But my duty is not here. For the sake of my subjects who have sunk at the bottom of that lake, I must fight with my sword.”
“…”
“So, I’m leaving again now. to where I should be.”
There is no reason to hold on anymore.
Nameless people ate, drank, laughed, sang and danced during the festival. like any normal person.
However, her fate is ultimately in the darkness beneath the surface.
“Goodbye, Anonymous.”
I reached out and shook her hand.
“See you again soon. under the lake.”
“Whoops. Since you were treated so kindly in public life, I will treat you very kindly again in the darkness.”
“Thank you even from the heart. Let’s save each other’s lives or do well.”
Nameless headed in front of the teleport gate. I also followed to see her off.
Ader was waiting by the teleport gate. Ader was carrying a small bag containing several items and a red cloth.
“Princess.”
“Ader.”
After a short greeting, the two of them were silent for a while.
“…Can I tie your hair for the last time?”
Ader asked cautiously, and instead of answering, Moo-myung smiled vaguely and turned around to let go of his hair.
I stood in the back and watched in silence as Ader combed, trimmed, and braided his cotton hair.
After finishing her hair, Ader took a step back and bowed deeply.
“Goodbye. And…”
Ader whispered in a raspy voice.
“I hope to see you again someday.”
“You too. Please stay in peace.”
As Nameless stood in front of the teleport gate, the pile of stones rotated to form a magic door.
Moomyeong turned around and looked at me and Ader, then smiled brightly.
“It was fun Crossroads.”
And Nameless disappeared beyond the teleport gate.
Ader and I stood there for a while, reminiscing about the disappearance of her back.
I didn’t know at this time.
That this was the last moment she visited Inse as ‘Unknown’…
***
“The number of Black Dragon Corps is seven in total.”
A place where all the heroes under his command are gathered.
I started briefing.
“First of all, the true black dragon, Nightbringer. It is the first black dragon and the only black dragon.”
The bastard who came to the Crossroads himself and then quietly disappeared.
Everyone in this place ran into him. Some heroes shook their shoulders when they recalled the power he exuded at the time.
“And the six members of his clan created by this Night Bringer.”
I scrawled on the blackboard.
“It is said that he sprinkled his blooddrops, claws, molars, wings, eyes, and pure lin on the Milky Way, and six dragons, each of which were his children, were born.”
“…do dragons give birth that way?”
Evangeline muttered, and everyone turned to Dusk Bringer as if they had promised. Then Dusk Bringer blushed and squealed.
“Why are you looking at the wine, you guys! Isn’t that a myth! The story of the Age of Mythology is bound to leap forward!”
“…Kuhm. Is it a mythical fiction, self-reproduction, or cloning? I don’t know the principle, but anyway, there are six dragons like this as children and subordinates of the Night Bringer.”
Clearing my throat, I continued the explanation.
“Except for the True Black Dragon, Night Bringer, everyone is a descendant of the Black Dragon blood, but… somewhere, they are half-baked.”
Of course, even if one of those half-penny descended, the royal family could be devastated. It is true that it is very weak compared to the Night Bringer monster.
“The youngest of the seven, said to have been born from the drops of the Night Bringer’s blood, is already dead.”
Exactly what we killed.
In the ‘Flaming Colosseum’, I got the Colosseum rule, the dividend damage multiplier, and killed [Black Queen] in one shot.
However, he was a particularly weak being among the Black Dragon Corps.
This is because the guy born from the ‘drops of blood’ sprinkled by the Night Bringer was a remarkably weak miscellaneous mob position even in the Black Dragon Corps, which could divide itself and call numbers instead of lacking intelligence and reason.
The one we caught was the one in the most weakened state, divided as it was about to split, but… Anyway.
“So the number of dragons we have to defeat in the future is six in total.”
I pointed the rest of the writing on the blackboard – claws, molars, wings, eyes, and sunrin with the tip of my cane.
“I kill five of them, except for the Night Bringer, and make weapons out of their bones and armor out of leather and scales.”
Defeat the evil dragons and produce as many dragon slayers as possible.
Percussion!
My wand went up on the name of the guy at the top of the list.
“The first subjugation target is the one called ‘Black Dragon’s Claw’.”
Although it is currently the weakest enemy among the remaining Black Dragon Corps.
Even so, it is a dragon monster that is far more powerful than the average boss monster.
“It has no molars, no wings, no eyes. Therefore, those who cannot speak, cannot fly, and cannot see. The one who just rampages and crushes. His name is Parekian.”
After saying this, I let out a breath.
He was the easiest enemy in the Black Dragon Legion raid, but ironically, he was also the enemy with the most casualties.
It was because it was usually the first dragon raid boss you encountered. In the game, I died a lot from this guy.
‘I won’t leave it like that this time.’
I made up my mind again and looked around at the heroes.
“Every raid will select and take you in a suitable configuration. Some will have to go out every time, some will only be brought to specific battles, and some may not be named at all. However, this is the conclusion I have come to after careful consideration in my own way, so I hope you will follow me without objection.”
Everyone is silently looking at me with shining eyes.
I nodded deeply.
“Okay then, I called out the names of the people who will participate in this ‘Black Dragon’s Claw’ raid.”
After I took out the paper I had brought beforehand from my bosom.
I called the name written on the top slowly.
“… First of all, Violet.”
Korororok.
Right after that, Illusionist Violet fell to the side with foam at her mouth.
