Episode 284 Episode
89. The first tomb of Temar (5)
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The dawn light was shining on Baolai.
After receiving the key, Murakan couldn’t shake his bitter heart for a while. Is it just bitterness? Remorse, longing, self-help, helplessness.
All kinds of heavy and dark emotions were digging through his chest.
friend.
was more important than anything else.
To Murakan, Temar was such a person. He could fight any fight he wanted, and if he was in danger of dying, he wanted to save it even at the cost of his life.
But it didn’t.
If you had to choose one of the most painful things in the life of the great black dragon who had lived for over 3,000 years, it would of course be that.
[Mya…]
Shuri licked Murakan’s shoulder. When there was no response even after licking for a long time, she let out a sad cry for a while and went into the red prison.
‘Murakan….’
Jin couldn’t say anything else to his usual sad appearance.
Jindo from his previous life also had memories of losing someone he was more precious to than anyone else.
On the day Gilly was banished from the Garden of Swords, his aura was sealed and he had to endure a punishment worse than death.
Suddenly, Gilly’s last appearance before returning vividly came to mind, and Jin felt dizzy.
Murakan’s hand holding the key was shaking.
Soon, Murakan grabbed the key with both hands and held it to his chest. His long muscles and bones somehow looked like dry branches, and his back was swaying.
Are you shaking your shoulders and crying? Because I feel sorry for a friend who left after hurting me a long time ago.
Jin carefully approached Murakan. I felt like I had to read it all.
But next moment.
“…damn. why is this Ah-oh.”
Murakan let out a swearing sound.
“Hmm? Murakan?”
“This key doesn’t show any signs of activating even if I use a lot of aura. Everything is annoying this Murakan… but let’s see who wins. It’s like a fucking toy.”
The reason Murakan’s back shook was not because he was sobbing.
It was only shivering as he worked hard to push the spirit into the key.
It was the same when he pulled it to his chest like hugging a key.
At first, he lightly injected Reiki with one hand, but when there was no response, he started injecting a large amount of Reiki with both hands.
“Ah activate it! I think I’ve already given up 5 stars!”
Jin felt somewhat… absurd.
He soon burst into laughter.
“Stop being annoyed. When I go back, I’ll spend my vacation at Gili Bar, so wherever we go then.”
slap!
Murakan turned his head at the speed of light.
“Really!?”
“Yeah, what a difficult thing. Gilly doesn’t have to be careful about his behavior because of me.”
“You’re talking about something worth growing after a long time, kid. haha yeah Give it as long as possible. I’ll come after having fun with strawberry pie…”
“But the strawberry group, no. Maybe Gilly just turned it down. Haven’t you ever thought of that?”
“what?”
“You seem to think that if you had a vacation, of course Gilly would have accepted your date. But I wonder if I can handle it if I get rejected again. The wound must be big.”
Murakan, who was about to get angry, snorted instead.
“Heng! Haha, you don’t know what you don’t know. Well, you’ve been in Lapra Rosa since the end of 1997… Anyway, don’t change your words. Because it can’t be.”
For Jin, it was a strangely passionate answer.
‘I don’t think anything happened with Gilly, but what kind of confidence is that? No, and the two of them are dating like this… Is it a love story? Anyway, why do I care about this? Why are you so unlucky?’
‘I said something random because I’m not a kid, but what if I get really rejected?’
Of course, Jin and Murakan couldn’t read each other’s thoughts.
“Yes yes. Activate the key, Great Black Dragon.”
“Oh wait. hmm…!”
Murakan began injecting aura into the key again.
However, there was no response even when the veins were erected in the neck and the spirit energy was poured into it.
“Solderette, you son of a bitch. Why did you make such a device!”
Murakan tossed the key to the floor and let out a heavy breath.
“Isn’t the usage wrong? Or Picon-nim told me something wrong.”
“Neither one. Didn’t I tell you last time that Solderlet made a lot of stuff like this? There’s no way Picon misinformed you. This must be where Temar was buried. The feeling comes.”
“Then why not?”
Whoa…!
When Murakan suddenly transformed into his true form, Jin reflexively looked around.
There was nothing to hide the open plain Murakan.
“At most, I came back from the Hola Mountains, but if anyone sees it, it’s Maljjang Hwang. Why the sudden transformation?”
[Anyway, I don’t think this is a device that requires a normal key spirit to activate. I hit all the auras that can be used in human form.]
Jin looked up at Murakan startled.
“No, how many auras do you need?”
[I need to find out about that now. I’m looking around. If any remnants of the Dark Magic Society pass by, just kill them.]
“There is no such thing.”
shockingly.
It wasn’t until eight hours later that the key responded.
Fortunately, no one saw Murakan sit still in the middle of the baolai wrestling with a small object.
Whoop whoop whoop…!
The moment when Murakan squeezed out the last remaining aura.
Suddenly, the key attached to the tip of Murakan’s fingernail slowly began to rise into the sky.
[All right! Ugh, I’m sorry.]
“Is it over? at las?”
Murakan transformed into a human and stood next to Jin.
It was a bit of a tired look.
No, it wasn’t that much, but his complexion was pale, as if he would collapse at any moment.
The key that soared into the sky stopped moving.
After a while, the two could experience the darkness around them in an instant. As if the release of spirit energy had unfolded.
What actually dyed the son-in-law black was the aura released from the key.
The aura from the key enveloped the entire wide Baolai in a hemispherical shape.
‘what’s this? Rather than that, if the scale is this big, it could be exposed to anyone.’
It’s the first time Murakan has seen something like this.
At the moment, I worry that the effort to return from the Hola Mountains will be in vain.
I felt the hemisphere of aura that covered Baolai gradually get smaller.
It was as if someone huge was holding the hemisphere in his hand from the outside.
The boundary of the ever-smaller hemisphere soon reached the point where it could touch Jin and Murakan.
And when the hemisphere becomes a point and completely disappears.
Baolai was the same as before, with hills full of green grass. However, Jin and Murakan, who were standing there, could not be found.
The two were sucked into a sub-space made up of spirit energy.
“Ha, somehow I thought I was eating too much reiki. It’s a subspace…”
Murakan let out a laugh.
Jin looked around, alerted by the sudden movement in space.
A dim and empty space without anything, yet so vast that the end cannot be guessed.
This desolate landscape was the first tomb of Temar Runkandel.
“Solderett hid it this far, but the Ziffle bastards found it and found it.”
Murakan shook his head, controlling his anger.
“Make only one flower with the spirit, kid.”
never did it
However, it was not difficult since it was just a matter of shaping the spirit.
Jin made an artificial flower with a spirit spirit and set it down on the ground.
“His body isn’t here, but I’ll give you a flower anyway.”
I put down my harmony and meditated for a while.
Murakan expressed his condolences as a friend and as a descendant of Jin.
“Little.”
“uh.”
“thanks.”
After the silence, a wind blew somewhere.
The wind gently erased the harmony of aura and flowed indifferently.
“Didn’t you say that you would be able to meet the people who were Temar’s will here, Picon Minche, the new blacksmith god?”
“that’s right. They say they need something here to strengthen Bradamante.”
“I’ve been thinking a lot since this Murakan came. The shape of Temar’s first tomb has already been robbed, but what the hell will remain? what kind of stuff like that I couldn’t guess much.”
“however?”
“Looking at this subspace, there is one thing that immediately comes to mind.”
Murakan paused for a moment. It was wrapped in an ominous feeling.
In the meantime, Jin recalled the conversation he had with Picon Minche.
-[There is an area called Baolai in the Great Plain of Anzu. The center of the Great Plain of Anzu. Inject the aura into this key there. Then his first grave will be revealed.]
-Are there any caveats?
-[They told me not to panic no matter what happens. Solderlet told you to pass it on.]
– Anything else?
-[No. I wish you no luck, Jin Runkandel.]
I wish you no luck.
Jin also liked that part.
It was because he did not readily understand why it was necessary to face the ‘will’.
“Kid, I think, a Guardian. There are still guardians in this tomb.”
“tutelar?”
“okay. guarding the grave. And the fact that Solderlet made a key that would only work if you poured this much energy into it must have meant that you should at least come to this place when you have the power to use the key.”
I haven’t heard anything like that from Picon.
And Picon hadn’t heard anything like that from Solderlet either.
After all, if you don’t have enough aura, the key won’t work even if you die and wake up.
If there is one problem.
The person who activated the key was Murakan, not Jin.
Even Murakan used up all his auras because of it.
“…Murakan. Do you think I could have activated the key with my aura?”
“It’s okay. This Murakan-nim poured in every last drop for eight hours to make it work. It’s impossible with your 7-star aura.”
“So you’re saying I didn’t really deserve to be here? Even if that guardian or something pops out, aren’t you in a situation where you can fight because your aura is exhausted?”
“That’s right… I wonder if there’s anything special. Maybe there is no such thing as a guardian. In a little while, anything will come out.”
It’s scary before Murakan’s words end.
[Did the solderlet contractor come to comfort Temar…]
A voice with a deep resonance came from far away.
And Murakan immediately recognized the owner of the voice and touched his forehead. It was a voice I heard every day a thousand years ago.
“This is Silder Ray’s voice…!”
Silder Ray Zizek.
He was one of the people who made the most contributions when Temar raised the family called ‘Runcandel’.
However, the unfortunate knight whose history and legends were all erased by Ziple.
It was Silderray Zizek’s ‘will’ that guarded this tomb.
