Episode 372 Solitary Confinement (2)
The old man who announced his name as ‘Angajumang’ seemed bored and kept talking to Bikir.
“It seems like it’s been years since I’ve been in this solitary confinement. Let’s see, every time I count 60 seconds, I make a mark in my heart? It’s already exceeded three million…” Engajument said
. I couldn’t help but stick my tongue out in the middle of the day.
100 days in solitary confinement were difficult and daunting even for Bikir, who had gone through all of the prenatal battles.
‘But how many years have you been locked up here? I can’t believe it.’
These are the words of someone who has never seen their face and will never see them in the future, but since they are the words of a prisoner I met in solitary confinement, I cannot just distrust them.
“How did you not die of starvation after being imprisoned for several years?”
“Pussss- Hey, they put black bread crumbs in the tube once every two days.”
“The amount of water that can be consumed is not enough?”
“That’s right, you can suck the dew in the air and drink it.”
Bikir was silent for a moment. Is there dew? In this hot space?
However, the old man Angajumang calmly taught them how to survive here.
“Actually, you can survive without eating bread crumbs. It makes the metabolism in the body extremely slow and gradually decomposes the accumulated nutrients.”
“…”
“Pussss- Young people these days have a tendency to try to live too hard. Excessive enthusiasm can become poisonous. A crab that lives like water.”
It’s like the nagging of an old man in a leisurely back room, but I’m too concerned about the place to overhear it.
What a solitary confinement in New Wave.
Isn’t he a person who claims to have been imprisoned for years in a place even more terrible than Level 9?
‘If he hadn’t gone insane yet because he was locked up here… he must have been a big-time criminal.’
Maybe that’s why I’ve already gone crazy.
Since then, Angajumang has been talking to Vikir about this and that.
“I heard the voice, but it seems like a young friend. Why are you locked in a place like this?”
“Where is the old and young in sin?”
“Pussss- you’re right. So what were you imprisoned for? Answer the old man’s question.”
“Static assassination.”
Bikir answered briefly.
Then old Engajument chuckled.
“You did a good job, but why were you imprisoned? Did you get kicked out of your family?”
“Well, maybe you can see it that way.”
“That’s that. He was a hunting dog. Originally, if a rabbit falls on a mountain, it’s an eternal law to boil the hunting dog and eat it.”
Old Engajument naturally added a word at the end.
“For some reason, I think I know where you’re from. Are you from Baskerville?”
Bikir was a little stingy.
And old Angajumão saw through Bikir’s agitation like a ghost and let out that eerie laugh.
“Pusssss- you’re right. Few families are heartless enough to send a dog dog who worked hard for their family to a place like this. At best, it’s like a bloody swordsman or an extremely poisonous female.”
“You seem to know a lot about the Baskervilles.”
“You know. My family was once called the iron-blooded swordsman.”
At the words of the old man Engajument, Bikir searched his mind for a while.
Now, the Baskervilles are regarded as the best swordsmen, but it wasn’t like before.
Before the Empire was unified into one, there were at least four more swordsman families more prestigious than the Baskervilles across the continent.
Bahamut. jizz. THAAD. Nibelungen.
Baskerville was a brand that was somewhat behind these four families.
In fact, until then, it was just a family-type mercenary group wandering around the continent without a single inferior territory.
anyway. There was a time when the Baskervilles were added to the four families above and were called the 5th iron-blooded swordsman.
Old Engajument chuckled as if he missed those days.
“Even then, our family was also known as a prestigious swordsman. But since I was born, I gave up the sword, so after that, the lifeline of the sword must have been cut off… Well, no. do you want to lose?”
“Are there no descendants?”
“Hmm~ I did have a granddaughter. But I don’t know if she’s dead or alive. If she’s alive, she’ll probably be older than you. She’s like her mother… not so much. She’s probably like her youngest aunt or older sister.”
“You must have lived quite a long time.”
“Yes. I’ve lived a long time. I’ve spent my whole life on the battlefield.”
Old Engajument continued with a grin.
“For an old man like that to adapt to a peaceful world out of the blue. It was impossible. Fights and wars were my life.”
“You’re still fiercely living in solitary confinement in New Wave. It’s a consistent life.”
“Pussss- Is this place? ”
He was no ordinary old man, judging by his courage to consider the solitary confinement of Nouvelle Vague a resting place.
Bikir was a little curious about how long the old man next to him must have been through and how intense his life must have been.
At that time, old Engajument seemed to have had the same thought.
“You seem to have a little conversation with me. Do you know how to do a non-sword?”
Nonsense (論劍). Just as advanced Go players close their eyes and only play the game verbally, swordsmen who have reached the highest level can engage in verbal sparring with their eyes closed.
It is impossible unless each other masters each other’s sword and herbivore skills.
Bikir readily accepted the request of the old man Angajumang to perform a non-geom dance.
“Do you know the Baskerville family’s swordsmanship?”
“I know roughly. Now then, let’s begin.”
Old Engajument opened his mouth and began to develop herbivores.
Bikir also developed virtual sparring by releasing the bar power he had.
Baskerville Type 1. Teeth that stab the opponent deeply.
Baskerville Type 2. Teeth that pierce the opponent’s body one more time to fix it.
Baskerville Type 3. Teeth that bite and weigh the opponent’s body.
Baskerville Type 4. A tooth that cuts through the opponent’s body.
.
.
Bikir developed the Baskerville meal 1 through 4 as a way to warm up.
Surprisingly, old man Engajument saw through Vikir’s accumulated four-type proficiency.
“It’s amazing! A young man who is not even in contract can use 4 meals so perfectly. It’s like watching a middle-aged man who has lived his whole life on the battlefield!”
However, when he finished speaking, he added in a humorous tone.
“… Well, compared to this old man, he’s still a young kid.”
Before long, the old man Angajumang developed an herbivore.
Bikir did not know anything about the swordsmanship of old Angajumang, but old man Angajumang developed his own based on the swordsmanship theory that Bikir had.
Even though he did not know the old man’s swordsmanship, Bikir, who was quick with his own swordsmanship, could naturally know how the old man’s swordsmanship was breaking down.
A sight as if drawn to the eye.
Bikir’s first meal was devoured by the gentle swordsmanship of old Angajuman.
And the second expression that followed became just a reminder of where his body was.
The 3rd and 4th meals, which hadn’t even been shot out yet, were immediately eaten by the old Angajumang’s attack, and Bikir’s body was in danger of being split into pieces.
‘……what? Aren’t you a normal serpent?’
Bikir was forced to stop what he had been trying to do for a while.
Eventually, all of Bikir’s powers are revealed.
Baskerville Type 5. Teeth that tear apart the opponent’s body.
Baskerville Type 6. Teeth that crush the opponent’s body.
Baskerville Type 7. Teeth that crush the opponent’s body.
Baskerville Type 8. A tooth that holds all teeth together.
The ultimate level of swordsmanship that Baskerville could achieve. limits of the living.
It counterattacked the old man Angajumand with tremendous momentum.
black sheep.
The very ultimate that killed Amdusias in Auburn City shook the entire virtual world of Nongeombimu.
however.
“Pusssss- this really amazes me. I can’t believe it. How is it possible to be at this level at this age?”
Old Engajument was astonished, but showed no sign of fear or shrinking.
Before long, the power of old Angajumang collides with that of Bikir.
The level of ferocity and aggression that could never be thought of as an old man who was dying, and that reckless counterattack, even had a terrible madness.
A madman who has spent his entire life fighting and fighting, like a warlord.
Even Bikir had no choice but to give in to that reckless attitude.
‘……I can’t believe that such a madman existed in the world.’
Bikir also had to suffer an unfamiliar shock due to the discussion with the old man Angajumang.
A result put into the world only for fighting and slaughter conflict.
It is truly a war madness itself.
Every breath, every breath, every step, every hand, every touch is full of murderous intent and desire for destruction.
Aura who is eager to bully others. of this mismatched pole. perverse integrity.
I now understand why this old man is so far removed from mankind, confined to solitary confinement here in the deepest and harshest part of the New Wave.
[You are crazy. Regardless of whether it is a demon or a human, he is the type that should never be involved.]
Dekarabia, who was once a demon, even said this.
At that time, old Engajumento smiled and said,
“Do you feel a little bit motivated to have a non-sword with you like this? I feel a little bit younger.”
“I’m glad I was helpful.”
“That was a huge help. Ah! It’s been a while since I’ve felt this way. Since Winston and Orca. Umm, before that, it was also when I was fighting the Seven Earls of the Baskervilles.”
“The Seven Earls? People like the Boston Terrier or Isabella the Great Dane?”
“Who? I don’t know of those children. Not the current Seven Counts, but the Seven Counts of the previous era.”
Indeed, if one were to estimate the age of old Engajument, one would have to go back at least two generations.
Old Engajument asked Bikir.
“Who is the head of the Baskervilles now?”
“Hugo Les Baskervilles.”
“Hugo… Hugo… who is that? I see that some unheard-of, unheard-of bastard is messing with it. Why didn’t that old Kane Corso inherit the title of head of the family?”
“……Do you know Cane Corso?”
“I know cancer. He was a strict and picky man. When I was young, I messed around without knowing anything and suffered a lot.”
Old Engajument muttered in a faint tone, as if recalling childhood games.
“Remembering that slash, my flesh still trembles. Fusss- I wonder if he’s dead now? Well, it’s only natural that so many years have passed. Maybe he was possessed by something and chased the illusion of that sword’s tomb or something. It’s work. Like an immature fool.”
“…”
Bikir kept his mouth shut.
It was unnecessary to tell me that a place called the Grave of Swords existed and that Cain Corso became a Death Knight and joined the class of Type 9. It was true
…and apart from that, I thought that Vikir might know the identity of old Angagemente.
Before returning, the guards of New Vague had declared that they would not participate in the war between demons and humans.
But where did that come from? The story of the early days of the War of Extinction.
As the War of Extinction reached the latter half, the guards of New Wave also came to the surface and started fighting demons, but it wasn’t just to protect humanity. The collapse of New Wave. The place called New Wave itself disappeared, so
the
guards ‘At that time, the person who collapsed
the prison called Newbagra was Orca himself, the prison director.’
Why did he, who was a symbol of the New Wave, take such action?
There were various opinions about the inside story,
but one of them was quite convincing.
An escaped prisoner tried to go to the surface, and the prison warden Orca took extreme measures to prevent it. It is said that it is the result of human action.
It is impossible to imagine how dangerous he would have been if he had collapsed the entire New Wave prison to prevent only one person from escaping. There were different opinions about
who the escaped prisoner was… ….
‘Maybe it’s this person.’
If so, Vikir knew exactly who the old man Angajumand was and what his real name was, and it was all the more
certain considering that he knew the long histories of Nongeumbimu and the Baskervilles from earlier. Then he
came
to the conclusion,
‘……a person who should not be entangled if possible.’
A human even more terrible and terrifying than the devil was right next to him.
