[ Episode 181. Encounter]
At the same time as the magic burst out, the undead lizardmen collapsed.
Apparently, the magical power from before had an effect on the sorcerer.
These undead seem to be in the grave with only the orders given down…
‘Something is happening in Harungel’s grave.’
Coincidentally, Merkur and Maximin were also there, so I decided to go there myself.
“I won!”
“I beat the tasteless bastards! It’s mealtime!”
Apart from the bursting magic power, among the Hwanin tribe who were genuinely happy, the monster’s seal approached the guy who said something.
“Delicious human! thanks! Thanks, it’s mealtime!”
“Didn’t you just say that the monster was unsealed? What do you mean?”
“ah! monster!”
Have you forgotten about it?
The Hwanin tribe, who shouted abruptly, shouted to the surroundings while squealing.
“The grave is in danger! Merkur is in danger!”
“Is Merkur dangerous?!”
The Hwanin tribes who were collecting lizardmen’s bones like trophies gathered in an instant.
Then, he began to run and run somewhere.
“Delicious human! Follow me too!”
I was going to follow him anyway, so I nodded and looked at Amir.
“Amir, please come back.”
“All right. I will inform Rastilia of this news.”
Without hesitation, she nodded and climbed back onto the griffin.
and said before leaving.
“be careful. If Harungel’s seal is really broken, it’s a crisis equivalent to the threat of the World Tree.”
“yes.”
As expected, the elves knew of Harungel’s existence.
It was strange that the self-professed vigilantes of the Great Forest did not know.
Soon, Amir flew up and I immediately ran after the phantoms.
It was frustrating because the speed of running was slow thanks to the hwanin tribe’s stocky bodies, but considering the strength of those who were already in the grave, there was no worry.
No matter how immutable Harungel left his name in history, there was no way he could exert the strength he had in his heyday, and even if he could, he wondered if Maximin would win.
“There! Go all the way over there!”
Hwanin, who was running alongside me, said.
It was farther than I thought, but nothing happened except for the first magic wave, so I was a little puzzled.
The place we finally arrived at was what appeared to be a natural cave.
‘Dragon soldier …….’
And near the entrance was the remains of the dragon soldier.
Since it was an undead that was rare even in the game, I sat down for a while and looked at the wreckage.
Looking at the traces, it felt like being hit by a huge mace-like weapon, but since Mercure and Maximin handled swords, it seemed like it was the work of a necromancer.
‘Someone went in first, followed by three others.’
The first to enter was probably the necromancer who broke the dragon bottle, and the rest were Merkur and his party.
I’m not too worried about it, but since I’ve come this far, I’ll have a look.
Because you might get something you didn’t know about.
“Delicious human! We are here!”
“what?”
“We must not go inside! You must not feed the monster!”
Why can’t you come to the entrance?
Then why did you come with me?
Of course, it’s annoying if you go in together, so it’s better to go in alone.
“okay. May I come in?”
“Originally, Merkur should decide, but Merkur will be inside! Go in and ask!”
After a conversation that felt like a screw was missing, he just nodded.
There is no room for arguing here.
I slowly stepped in, gauging the mighty mana I still felt.
-Titling!
[You have entered the dungeon ‘Harungel’s residence’.]
The space was transformed in an instant along with a message that immediately popped up.
‘It would be better to find Maximin or the other party first, then the necromancer, right? I wonder who the necromancer is.’
As I was making a plan along with the position of the dungeon that I had already experienced, the surroundings changed into a lab-like landscape.
It was hard to believe that this was a dungeon created by a person who existed hundreds of years ago.
“But……”
Is this the right entrance?
For some reason, it feels like I was summoned to the depths rather than the entrance.
Most of all, I could feel the flow of powerful magical power right in front of me.
First of all, it was a difficult situation for me, who was planning to find the party first.
-come here.
And before I could make a decision, a muffled voice began to be heard.
– Come here.
“I’ll give you candy, so I’m not going to tell you to follow me, am I going to go?”
-……Come here.
You are a stubborn nobleman.
Regardless of the strong magical power, it was easy to guess that Harungel was not in a normal state.
You can tell by looking at me that he didn’t come and asked me to come.
In the first place, it is surprising that a person from a few hundred years ago still remains.
Shall we have a conversation first?
“Is it Harungel?”
-Yes. This body is Harungel de Bastajiu…
“What are you doing here?”
-……Looking for a successor. I was waiting for the warlock to come after me.
“heir?”
You built a dungeon in the Great Forest to find a successor?
In the first place, he knew that he had been betrayed by Edmund the Great and fled in a hurry.
One of the hidden mysteries that is unknown to the world, but found out through numerous gameplay.
Still, I didn’t know the exact circumstances, so when I stayed silent, Harungel spoke again.
-Looking at your aura, you’re a necromancer like me. come to me Then I’ll let you inherit my power.
“You think there are other necromancers here besides me?”
– Do you know each other? You are right. He’s with me now too.
“Can you give him strength?”
-This is the first time a warlock has visited this place in hundreds of years. It wasn’t enough that it was the first time, so I couldn’t have guessed that two people would come. So from now on, I’m going to test which of the two is more suitable for my heir.
I don’t know what the plan was, but there seemed to be something.
Also, if the necromancer I visited earlier hadn’t been an idiot, I don’t think he would have taken the bait blindly, but I don’t know how things are going.
-Come to me.
Sticky magic slowly rose.
The lure of that powerful magical power was definitely the perfect bait for warlocks like small pikes.
However, I didn’t have any particular reason to be tempted, so I ignored it and looked around the inside of the dungeon like a lab.
It looked like a laboratory, but there were no really important research tools or materials that stood out at all.
– I can have everything. The research achievements and material information here, as well as my magical powers and skills, original magic…even the undead.
Because it was the unchanging Harungel’s original magic…
I was curious.
As long as it was tied to one category like Necromancer, all original magic was there.
Obviously, the magic emission and arrangement techniques were different, but should I say that the composition and idea were similar?
In the first place, with the same origin of ‘contradiction’, as long as everyone pursues the contradiction of immortality among them, it was inevitable that original magic would become similar.
Simply creating original magic is called a warlock and is praised, but if you go further and create a completely new variation, you will become a wizard who will leave your name in history.
‘And Harungel left his name in history.’
Most of his activities and achievements have been obliterated, and descriptions of his original magic have not been found anywhere.
Only the record that his nickname is unchanging and that he was a necromancer remains.
“Original magic. Did you also have contradictions as your origin?”
-Yes.
“Well, it must be the immutable Harungel. Because immutability is a contradiction.”
– What did you expect? If warlocks don’t originate from contradictions that necromancers originate in the first place, what do they originate from?
“Still, it’s quite famous, so I asked just in case. It was as expected.”
– Hmm. You seem to be misunderstanding something. Do you think that if a necromancer puts his enemies in a different origin, he can make great original magic? That is a huge mistake.
“Why do you think so?”
– Origin is not called ‘origin’ for nothing. It’s about where the roots of your magic came from. I planted a dandelion seed, but it is impossible for a rose to bloom. Of course, the possibilities of magic are endless, so if you really want to make it, you can make it with several times the effort, but it will be half magic.
Still, like a wizard who has grown up in his own way, he says something plausible.
At first, it gave me a bit of an impression, but he wasn’t a famous wizard for nothing.
“Let’s just listen. What is your original magic?”
-Learn that for yourself after you follow my progress. Are you not greedy? These are the magic and achievements left by this unchanging body Harungel. How can you be so aloof?
“There is no reward without a price. I don’t know what you’re after, but you’re not that stupid.”
-I said, but the person who came before you is already waiting by my side. If you don’t come, my progress will naturally follow this person. It’s just a pity that I can’t choose between the two, but it’s not too much of a waste.
I don’t know who the necromancer said to have entered first, but he looks like he’s crazy.
Didn’t you have time to think? It was a reason to go to Harungel in a hurry…
But it was Harungel.
It’s called immutable, and I later found out it’s true, but it’s one of the founders of the 10 assemblies.
Would such a person willingly give up everything just to seek a successor?
‘Wizards can’t be trusted.’
Not all wizards are like that, but most wizards run the extreme of selfishness.
It was also the source of his desire to improve, so it wasn’t all that bad.
Since I am a wizard in the first place, I have no choice but to know these facts well.
– Now choose. I don’t have much time either.
“Why don’t you have time? Just wait a few hundred years.”
– There are three more unknown figures in my dungeon right now. I’ve locked it in the maze for now, but it looks like it’ll break everything soon. Seeing their skills, I must quickly decide on a successor and give them everything.
That’s how it happened.
I wondered where they went, did they separate them?
-If you refuse, I will inevitably choose the person next to me.
“do whatever you want.”
I can’t guess who the necromancer entered first.
He could only think of 2 or 3 necromancers enough to visit Harungel.
‘Aslan, one of Morne Morn’s disciples, and Pycy, the only neutral necromancer who does not belong to a faction.’
Other than these three, I don’t think there is anything special.
Among them, the most influential was Pycy.
Since she doesn’t belong to a faction, it seemed that there would be no necromancer in the room except for her who was free and dared to go through such rough terrain.
-……okay. It doesn’t matter anyway. In the end, you too will become my prey.
“No matter how much I refused, aren’t I revealing my true feelings too quickly?”
There were no more words.
Instead, the mana that I had felt before disappeared in an instant.
As if absorbed in an instant, the mana was sucked into the depths of the dungeon.
But that was nothing more than a premonition.
“Hehehe.”
A strange laugh came from inside.
The voice was neither Morne’s nor Pissy’s, the woman.
‘Is it Asran? Or maybe it’s someone I didn’t guess.’
Huung-
I felt a chilling energy and heard someone walking.
The person who appeared with a particularly loud footstep…
“Did you come in here too! Adrias Cromwell!”
“Aslan Blue.”
“I am really lucky. To get the power of Harungel and meet you!”
The black subspaces around Aslan opened their mouths.
“Die, Adrias Cromwell!”
[ Episode 181 Encounter ] End
