Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 136
Border Village (3)
Musty odor. Tilted sign. Streets littered with trash.
What welcomed Dallan and Sienna was the sight of a gloomy village with no signs of popularity.
Snap.
When I step on a puddle on the side of the road, the sound of water splashing echoes between the buildings.
It was that quiet and quiet.
“…Something is definitely wrong.”
Sienna opened her mouth. Dallen quietly stroked his chin.
Low street border town.
It was by no means normal for a place known as a mecca for smugglers to be this quiet.
‘Let’s sort it out.’
Expands your senses. All traces within a radius of 100 meters are within the search range.
Even the sound of water falling from the high communal ceiling is captured in the viewer’s awareness, and the circumstances in front of one’s eyes are quickly gathered together.
‘The Bronze District of the Labyrinth City is divided into four districts: North, South, East, and West.’
The northern district has a trading port and is also a center for aquaculture.
The western district runs a huge farm and livestock complex.
The eastern district is where numerous workshops have developed, centered around dozens of mines.
and the Southern District, which welcomes endless outsiders, including mercenaries and merchants.
Of these, the southern district was the most open to the outside world. The formal inspection was such that even refugees from the monster uprising were accepted in droves, so all was said and done.
Therefore, the southern district was the place where the role of security guards was minimized in the Bronze Zone, and it became a mecca for numerous illegal businesses, including drugs and prostitution.
‘That’s why border villages were created.’
Compared to the southern district, which is almost a semi-lawless area, other districts are quite safe.
However, just because security has improved a little, it does not mean that the number of drug dealers and criminals that are unique to the Bronze District has decreased.
Unlike the southern district, where illegal items are openly sold in the back alleys, other districts have developed commercial districts in deeper shadows.
Places called border villages meant passageways between such shadowy commercial districts.
It straddles the border between districts and is a conduit and base through which the abundant drugs, prostitution contraband, and other illegal items flow from the South.
There were not one or two, but dozens of villages with full-fledged infrastructure like this in the low streets underground, where there was not a single light.
It is inevitable that even in this great city, which shines brilliantly with the majesty of its seven walls, shadows are as dark as the light.
In any case, the fact that Border Village, one of the crystals of such shadows, was quiet without a single person meant that something was going very wrong.
“…Dallen. “Come here.”
Sienna, who was looking around the inside of a store on the street, called out to him. As I approached, I saw that she was closely observing the stains on the floor.
She estimates the location and size of the stain with her fingertips and repeats the same thing when she moves to another stain slightly away.
“Hmm…”
The witch’s eyes, flashing magic light, were strangely bent. Dallen, watching her actions, was also able to reach the same conclusion without difficulty.
“You know what this is, right?”
“It’s a person.”
“that’s right. It’s a trace of a person standing. There are traces of having sat on the chair over there. “There are traces of people leaning on the side of the stall with their hands on their backs.”
Inferences flow seamlessly, like flowing water. A conversation that seems to be happening inside one person’s head.
“The glass bottle I gave to Philopon. The liquid contained within it was also originally a person. “He was a vagabond addicted to drugs.”
“…The entire village was obsessed with popular drugs. It’s not something strange in a border town like this. “We go about our daily lives in that state, and then for some reason, at the same moment, we all explode together.”
Jeong Bo-sang spits out mimetic words and draws an explosion by bringing his hands together and then dropping them.
Faint stains remaining in the pitch-black darkness. The conclusion the two reached was that it was a trace of a person.
A drug that not only causes the addicted person’s aggression to go out of control, but also melts the body and steals the soul.
Just like the concerns about Philopon, the aftereffects of the drug were beyond imagination.
“If you think about the normal floating population of the border village, it is at most 500 people. “These days, the number here may have increased due to refugees, so there may have been twice as many deaths.”
Smugglers, merchants and prostitutes who provide a resting place for the smugglers, and even customers whose purpose is the ‘resting place’ itself.
The border village, which was once bustling with hundreds of people, was completely evaporated, so how many souls were sacrificed to the warlocks’ magic?
In modern times, some would say that criminals in the shadows deserve to be exterminated, but Dallen, who had observed this world for a long time, knew that.
The forces of the shadows will be replenished no matter what you do, and the destruction that will be caused by the demon that will be summoned will not be compared to even if you gather a hundred smugglers.
“The reason this incident hasn’t spread to this day is probably because of the rats of the Amwoldan group guarding the nearby area and the pack of cave rats they drove.”
“I guess so. Even minions that can cover a wide range and feel no discomfort in the environment of low streets. “He’s the perfect guy to use as a mercenary guarding your home.”
“I see that the tracking spell is broken, and my intelligence dealers are dead around here. That means he has been guarding the area since last night. ”
“for a moment.”
The exchange of opinions continued quickly until we left the store. It was Dallon who broke it off.
“Someone is approaching.”
“…Nox Linux.”
There was no need for long words. Sienna immediately stretched her hand upward and chanted a spell.
Faaat –
A flash of light that illuminated the entire village erupted from the sphere that was launched high above the city.
Parallaerack!
“Wow!”
By the time the bright flash of light had turned the shadows of the buildings upside down, Dallon’s ax was already digging into the forehead of a spellcaster.
***
‘There are seven in total.’
The moment he took the ax out of his belt, it was a number that was calculated in Dallen’s head.
Five and two. The figures were divided into two groups.
It was difficult to accurately determine with just the five senses whether there were any stealth-type spells or magic tools.
「Payeong’s Magical Eyes」
Magical power flashed in his eyes and at the same time, the direction in which Dallan threw the ax was the direction where he could feel the five figures approaching quickly.
Parallaerack!
Under the flash of light that lit up the sky, the hatchet newly received from Leberon became a disc of light and flew away.
“Kahah!”
The warlock, who was wearing an invisibility cloak, was struck with an ax between the eyes before he could react properly.
Paaaaat –
Meanwhile, a sphere of flashing light shines more intensely and turns the cavity into daylight.
“The nest witch’s skills have improved.”
In this amount of sunlight, even a cloak that hides one’s presence will appear gray and awkward.
“Who are you pretending to know?”
Sienna asked sharply at the four men and women who had taken off their cloaks. The man in black plate armor at the forefront laughed.
“How could you not know? Enaxagus had his eyes on you so much…”
“Ah, you were the worm’s minion. “For some reason, it smelled bad.”
This time it was Sienna who laughed. The plate armor distorted the face inside the open visor.
“What should I do? We have two people who specialize in stomping on bugs. “One warrior slaying demons and one paladin who is still hiding.”
“…You’re quick-witted. “Witch of Feathers.”
Seaaaa….
No sooner had Sienna finished speaking than two figures appeared behind her.
Her blonde hair was neatly tied up and her blue eyes sparkled with divine power. A knight wearing plate armor beautifully engraved with the symbol of the Holy Knights.
Lucia Castachald.
“There are only a few mass-produced relics mainly used by the Holy Knights, right? It will be easy once you get used to the magic pattern. “The thing you were using just now was Obridos’ shielding ring, right?”
“I have been friendly towards humans for generations, but I understand why the current Witch of Feathers is someone we need to be more careful of than anyone else. “Are you living as a parasite by relying on Dallen with your three-inch tongue?”
“What are gisaeng? Dallen and I are friends. So what is the reason for your involvement in this matter? “I heard that the Holy Knights’ unique antics have become more common these days. Is this also the case?”
“…This is ridiculous. “You can’t believe you reject a paladin in the face of a wicked warlock.”
“Which one started the fight by revealing that she was the Witch of Feathers first?”
…What the fuck is going on?
As the two people suddenly started arguing, Dallon shook his head and greeted the boy next to Lucia.
“How are you?”
“yes. I am training alongside the interrogator to improve my skills as an apprentice knight. “Thank you again for saving my life.”
“okay. doing well.”
Dallen patted the boy’s back, which showed signs of discipline. The momentum of divine power can be felt firmly even on armor.
The one-eyed, one-armed boy mercenary showed the qualities of a strong paladin.
‘It exceeded my expectations.’
Dallen laughed lowly. As a result, another branch of possibility that did not exist beyond the monitor emerged.
The possibilities he has pioneered and will continue to pioneer were not his alone. Because the coming apocalypse was something that could not be overcome by one’s own strength.
“…Focus on the current situation.”
“great.”
It seemed like the check-and-run for unknown reasons had come to an end. Dallen relaxed his shoulders and turned his head forward.
The four men and women looked perplexed at first glance.
Among them, the two at the back are the most agitated. From what I could see, they were wearing dark-colored robes and were advertising themselves as warlocks.
“A paladin. “There was no such story, Sir Dollargud.”
“This is a clear breach of contract. Even if a warrior by the side of a witch can do that, are you a paladin?”
“…You two, shut up.”
Grumbling –
The man in plate armor standing in the lead with a look of frustration on his face drew his sword.
“My sword is in a really bad mood right now, so if I make a mistake, I don’t think it will be able to distinguish between friend and foe.”
“…Keuhum.”
The robed warlocks became quiet. Dallen quietly stretched out his hand. Then the two robed men were startled again, and the next moment the ax was back in their hands.
A man who looked like a dark knight, wearing black plate armor with no shine, asked.
“There’s no way he’s that big and from the North and is a spellcaster. “Is it a magic weapon?”
Dallen shrugged. He put the ax in his belt and drew the holy sword.
Looking at the Dark Knight’s momentum, he seemed to be a pretty easy-going guy. The same ax blow that split the head of a warlock is so difficult to succeed again when thrown from the front.
Of course, adding black flame to the axe’s attack wouldn’t have been able to stop it, but Dallen was thinking of trying something different against the bastard.
“It’s not your business, you barbarian with the holy sword. “Because Enaxagus only wants to punish that impudent witch who broke the contract.”
“What a barbarian. “I’m bothered by the continued racial discrimination from earlier.”
Dallen raised the holy sword.
“Let’s see if you can do that even if your head is split in half.”
“…I guess there’s nothing we can do if we can’t communicate.”
The Dark Knight nodded. Then the shadow elf standing next to him pulled out a dagger from his arms.
Seaaaa –
a strange sound resounds. Just by being pulled out, the atmosphere in the area takes an ominous turn.
The Dark Knight smiled sinisterly in front of the four people who showed no reaction.
“This will be your first time seeing the real thing. This is said to be a bloody ceremonial dagger. “It’s something that normal warlocks can’t obtain.”
The body of the dagger was stained dark red, as if it had already been filled with the soul of a sacrifice.
The shadow elf quickly forms a hand sign, and a magic circle begins to be drawn around the dagger floating in the air.
“You will regret it. Do you think it will be possible to deal with the four of us and even take on the power of the devil called the great maw of hell?”
Damn it!
Space is distorted. A phenomenon in which the magical wind bends and is sucked into cracks carved in the air.
“Beelzebub—se glam.”
Soon, a crack nearly three meters high opened and a huge amphibian leg with slippery skin appeared.
Dallen laughed wildly in front of the scene where the gates of hell opened, something he had already become accustomed to seeing.
He glanced back and said.
“Isn’t it about time you earned the nickname Demon Slayer?”
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