Dragon-Devouring Mage - Chapter 127

Episode 127

EPISODE.64

Pababababat-.

A group of people made their way through the lush greenery.

Despite moving from tree to tree, it moves with almost no shaking.

Each time, the red string wrapped around her waist swayed as she moved.

Their identity was the Kuril warriors who came to pick up Russell.

Russell was following them from the rear.

Snack-.

Every time I took a step, the sound of the wind crackling in my ears.

Sending the sound down his back, one of the warriors ahead moved his hand.

Using sign language, he asked a question to the man leading the group.

-Is that person the rumored person?

It was a jaguar beastman whose black skin was shiny like metal.

To that question, Jarvan, the man who led the group of warriors, nodded.

Unlike other beastmen, he was a man with a total of three knots.

Glancing at her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Russell’s appearance following her. Maybe it’s because they came inside the island and took off their dyes and disguises.

At first glance, the sunlight streaming in makes her black hair and red eyes stand out. Seeing that, Jarvan moved his hand.

Using sign language, he replied to his subordinate.

– Red eyes with black hair. Isn’t it the same as rumor’s appearance? There’s no way there’s another human with a look like that on the island.

Russell’s physical characteristics were special not only to the Kuril Islands, but also to the entire continent.

The jaguar beastman who questioned Jarvan’s reply snorted.

-joy. Seeing that he has been chasing him so far, his body movements seem to be quite nimble, but he is really as good as rumors have it.

-Well…

Jarvan blurted out at the subordinate’s question.

‘According to rumors, among the fallen were the chieftain of the Red Lion tribe and the chief escort of the white snake tribe.’

Although, due to individual circumstances, he did not acquire the qualifications of a great warrior.

All of them were rumored to have skills equal to that of the Great Warrior.

Seeing as rumors circulate that he defeated not one but two of them, that man’s skills are not exaggerated.

Just in case, Jarvan growled at the warriors who followed him.

He warned through sign language.

-I’ll tell you in advance, but if your fighting instinct seems to boil over, leave the group first. I will not hold him guilty.

At that question, the Jaguar beastman closed his teeth.

They have high self-esteem for the strong, as well as high self-esteem for their skills.

However, even if the two were added together, it was not higher than the Beast King’s words. Other prisoners shook their heads and sent sign language.

-Don’t worry.

-No matter how crazy we are in fighting,…

-We are not so reckless as to lay our hands on the King’s granddaughter first.

Nevertheless, Jarvan, a man of the Nanin tribe, urged the one remaining prisoner to answer as if he was not relieved.

-Are you not going to respond?

– No. I don’t.

In response, the Jaguar beastman shook his head and then moved his palms again.

-And if there’s a way to test it, isn’t there a way other than using your hands?

-…?

Leaving behind the warriors who tilted their heads, the Jaguar man turned around.

They shouted as they faced Russell, who was following them from a distance of several meters.

“Hey hey. Brother!”

“…?”

“At this rate, it will take ten more hours to reach the city where the king is. Is it okay if I speed up a little more?”

speed and endurance.

Both of them were very good indicators of the opponent’s ability.

* * *

A few hours from that.

It was after entering the huge city that the group of warriors who were advancing slowed down.

When I turned my head slightly, I saw the unique lifestyle of the beast people built on trees.

A wooden ladder was built to raise the house up, as well as vines and vines were woven to connect trees to trees.

Its shape was quite different from the style stretched along the shore.

‘It’s quite similar to the Beast tribe village I passed from the inside rather than the outside of the island-.’

The scale was extraordinary.

Even if you add up all the villages you’ve passed so far, it’s not as big as this one.

It was an incredibly huge city that was built in the middle of a deep forest.

It has to be.

Compared to human culture, this was the capital and the royal capital.

‘Fenril, the city of the Beasts, named after the first Beast King.’

Russell moved slowly, recording the appearance of the city that was not well known to the public through the ‘image frame’ magic.

It was then.

The Jaguar beastman, who was going ahead, spoke to Russell while keeping pace.

“Greung. Greung. tongue bro. Not normal. purr.”

Is it because of Jaguar’s unique vocal cords?

His panting breath sounded like a gurgling sound.

“I hope so. Gureung, who runs so well among humans. There will be someone.”

At first, it was just to test my skills. But what?

Isn’t it not difficult to chase their speed with the subject of short legs and not much hair.

So I got stuck and ran with all my might.

‘Unlike us, he doesn’t look like he’s breathing…’

It was so neat that it was hard to believe that he had run for several hours without a break.

Among the beastmen in the seat, only Jarvan was not breathing.

“How many strong people like you are on the continent outside of Gureung Island? They are weak people, so I don’t think there will be more than 10 of them at most…”

Perhaps because he acknowledged Russell, his voice was full of likeability unlike before. After roughly counting the numbers at the question, Russell opened his mouth with a calm expression.

“There will be more than 30 people in our kingdom alone, and maybe about 100 people across the entire continent.”

If only wizards were counted, it would be less than that, but it was because there were strong ones among Auror practitioners.

“Heo-eok-!”

“purr-.”

As if surprised by Russell’s words, the prisoners who were listening each breathed in vain.

In the meantime, their steps, including Russell, had arrived in front of a huge building in the city.

The size of the tent, which was made by attaching several pieces of cloth together, was enough to make it resemble a fortress.

In addition, how colorful is the appearance decorated with flags of different colors.

Even at a glance, it was possible to recognize that it was the residence of the beast king Muyaho.

“You are waiting here for a while.”

These were the words of Jarvan, who had guided Russell to this point. Perhaps because he also recognized Russell’s skills, he was quite polite, unlike before.

After saying that, Jarvan moved towards the back of the tent. Apparently, it was to inform them of Russell’s arrival and to obtain permission to enter.

Taking advantage of that gap, Russell opened his mouth.

I asked sneakily toward the Jaguar beastman.

“By the way, what is the Beast King looking for me for?”

I was thinking of bringing out the Daejeonsa or the Elder, but I never thought the Beast King would move.

Isn’t it like a whale caught in a net that was set to catch a shark?

“Um, that’s…”

The moment the Jaguar beast tries to say something in response to Russell’s question.

flutter -.

The tent was opened. Jarvan, who had gone inside, quickly appeared and said,

“The king will be back in a while, so he tells us to come in first.”

The inside of the tent entered immediately afterward was not as wide as Russell had thought.

‘No, did you divide the space by putting up another cloth inside the tent?’

Evidence of this is that you can feel various signs from beyond the aisle blocking both sides.

To put it bluntly, the space between these tents played a similar role as a passage leading from the entrance to the inside.

“This way.”

The place he followed after Jarvan was inside another very large tent.

It’s like a tent inside a tent.

And certain signs were filling the inside of the tent.

‘This…’

Each one had a formidable prayer.

Even at a minimum, some of the 4th Circle or higher possessed signs that approached that of a 5th Circle or an Expert level Aura user. As if

proving

that fact, each of them had one to three red knots hanging from their heads.

‘If it’s this much power…’

It was more than two decent local magic towers.

‘Considering that the people here are not all of the Beasts-.’

The actual power of the Kuril Islands must be more than that.

With that thought in mind, the moment he stepped inside, the eyes of high spirits flew towards him like arrows.

Sharp gazes that seemed to cut him out at once.

Pure speculation without even a single bit of life mixed in, but the density was never light.

Hwaaak-.

The air in the hall begins to sag like water-soaked cotton due to speculation encroaching on the area.

If he was an ordinary criminal, he would have made me pee just by looking at him.

‘It was good to come after going beyond the 6th circle.’

Otherwise, I don’t know if I would have lost strength in my legs and collapsed.

When that happened, what surprised me was the prisoners who sent their gazes away.

“her-.”

“Are you going to endure this kind of speculation?”

“A man who remains calm even in the face of the fighting spirit of a hundred great warriors!”

“Amazing….”

The moment a light commotion spreads among them!

“Don’t make a fuss, you bastards!”

Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo!

A huge presence pressed down heavily on the area. A presence more powerful than the fighting spirit of one hundred beastmen warriors.

Russell’s knees staggered at the sudden force that appeared.

‘Kuh…’

Russell gritted his teeth and corrected the new type. He straightened his staggering knees and looked in the direction the voice came from.

‘Beast King… Muyaho.’

Her presence was comparable to that of her teacher, Dariana, and the owner of the window tower, Hemingway Melville.

If there is a difference, is it that, unlike them who usually suppress their energy, Muyaho generously reveals their presence?

The pumpkin feet hanging over the towering Great Hall began to slowly withdraw.

Finally.

“nice to meet. You’re a human kid.”

Beast King Muyaho showed up. In human terms, he looks like he’s in his late twenties.

The long, gray hair, the gray wolf ears that rise above it, and the wagging tail, as if representing his mood, are impressive.

But there were two things that caught my eye more than that, the first of which.

‘Wounds….’

There were countless scars along his body.

The appearance of large and small scars on the smooth light brown skin, as if melted chocolate.

It is a wound that can never be created without going through several fierce battles and crossing the line of fire.

and second.

The second one is…

‘female?’ The appearance of barely covering

the lower part of the body and chest

with the skin of an unknown monster was that of a woman with smooth curves.

‘I can’t believe Muyaho, the beast king, was a woman!’

I thought he was a man because his name was ‘Muyaho’, but as if putting an end to Russell’s thoughts.

Muyaho opened his mouth.

Introduced himself.

“I am Muyaho, the king of beastmen.”

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