Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 141
Burning Granary (4)
Diamond Palace.
The innermost district and union of Falcion, centered around twenty-six high-ranking noble families.
Although Falcion’s rule is nominally carried out through the Central Council, no one knows that the influence of the Diamond Palace is strongly behind the scenes.
However, people in the world only knew about the financial and political power of the Diamond Palace and often did not know their true power.
‘Twenty-six transcendents.’
A superhuman among superhumans, with each of the twenty-six high-ranking families producing only one person.
Those beings that ordinary people only know as legends were, in fact, the reason why the Labyrinth City was able to be located in the very center of the continent for over a thousand years.
Even warlike emperors throughout the history of the mighty southern empire tried to avoid conflict with Falcion at all costs.
The one walking next to Dallen right now was one of those transcendent beings.
“Tsk, Gawain, that guy is really unique, but he has a stubborn side in a strange way. I often make mistakes when speaking in the wrong places. How many times have I told you to call me Evan in this body? “Is this how you can do a good job undercover?”
Eberron, a young man with blonde hair, grumbled.
Inside the defense line. The streets of District 43 were empty.
The two were heading inside the area where warehouses were concentrated to block the enemy elites who had broken through the defense line a while ago.
Siena and Lucia Parn were left behind at the front.
Not only was it premature to have them deal with an enemy like the Vine Witch, but the situation at the defense line was also not that easy.
Luciana, a paladin who knows how to use battle prayers, and Sienna, a witch and expert in wide-area magic, could quickly turn the situation around.
“There isn’t a single person. “It looks like the evacuation order was issued at the right time.”
Eberron spoke as his low-heeled shoes clicked on the well-paved flagstones.
Districts 41 to 43 can be said to be the center of the western district.
A street lined with huge grain warehouses, the institutional buildings that managed those warehouses, and the merchants who did business with them.
This area was one of the most secure places in the Bronze District. Correspondingly, the citizens also seemed to have already evacuated following the guidance of the security team at the beginning of the attack.
Until yesterday, the streets would have been crowded with merchants and carts loaded with grain, but now only an uneasy silence remains.
“Do you know who is behind this?”
Eberron broke through the silence and spoke again.
“…….”
Dallon glanced to the side before answering.
Unlike usual, there was no hint of cunning in the young man’s eyes.
It’s not a test or guess, it’s just a pure question.
Since we had already talked about the existence of seers, there was nothing that could not be answered.
“No, not the witch of the vines.”
“As expected, you knew. Thanks to you, the story will go a little faster. The main instigator of this incident is the Vine Witch. “The Precursor foresaw her attack some time ago.”
“If we had known in advance through the Prophet, couldn’t we have moved faster?”
Dallen asked. Eberron laughed lowly.
“Battery demands a price for even its convenience. “Some knowledge acts as a curse rather than a blessing to those who hold it.”
Eberron thought for a moment and added one word.
“Elgaia Magic Tower. “I’m sure you know very well that you are close to the elder wizard Valentino.”
“…hmm. “I think I understand.”
Come to think of it, Felber’s ability was also a type of reading the timeline and interfering with it.
After he achieved great territory in the crack, didn’t he collapse because his mortal body couldn’t handle the power?
In the end, he was able to be revived only when Dallon awakened the power of the Red Spear and granted him immortality.
“And even if it weren’t for that, it would have been impossible for me to move it myself. “There are many restrictions on the movements of me and my colleagues.”
“Restrictions?”
Dallen asked. Eberron nodded.
“yes. This is ‘the law of the bounds.’ This is a restriction that was created when this city and barrier tower were built. “Thanks to the barrier tower based on that limitation, the evil in the labyrinth was unable to rise above… but now that I think about it, it was as if I had tied up both my hands and my feet.”
It is a restriction that restrains the transcendent.
It was a story I had heard a few times in games.
Each of the transcendents of the Diamond Palace is a being comparable to the descendants of evil spirits.
In addition, they were sacrificial people who prioritized the future of the continent over personal interests or their own lives.
However, until the mid-to-late half of the story began in earnest, these good and powerful beings were busy staying locked up in the Diamond Palace no matter what happened.
Even as war breaks out outside, cultists run rampant, and countless refugees flock to the city.
‘I thought it was a device created to prevent balance from collapsing, but it seems it has a different meaning.’
Well, it is a world that has already become reality. There is no way anyone could question something like that.
Anyway, I was able to get a few clues.
The barrier rules are restrictions that have been in place since the founding of the city, and are also related to the barrier that blocks monsters in the labyrinth.
And even the fact that the forces and conditions contained in the constraints are powerful enough to block the actions of powerful transcendents.
“Then the fact that they came forward in person means that a very powerful threat was headed this way.”
“Haha, is that how it goes? Well… it’s not wrong.”
The young man scratched the back of his head. A slightly handsome nobleman that can often be seen on the streets.
However, unlike usual, the spirit felt in his casual demeanor was unique.
As he continued to fight against powerful beings, Dallon’s insight was growing like never before.
The same is true now. Even though Eberron tried to hide his power without revealing it, his senses were able to immediately detect the slight sense of strangeness.
“Now that the witch has moved and the scales of restrictions have tilted, I can come out like this.”
“Do you know his intentions?”
“I know. The bitch isn’t going to end up just burning down the warehouse area. “If that was all there was to it, there wouldn’t even have been a need to make such a big deal out of it.”
A faint look of irritation appeared on Eberron’s face. He continued.
“Philoperine’s magic circle, which is the basis of vertical farming. The witch’s intention is to neutralize the magic circle and stop the operation of Western Earth.”
***
I think I walked along the evenly stretched street for about 10 more minutes.
Dallen, who was scanning his surroundings without stopping for a moment, caught the first sign of something foreign in his senses.
“It looks like he was waiting.”
“I guess so. Of course I thought they were going to ambush and surprise me. “The white-eyed old lady can tell you things like this.”
“…….”
Are you just calling the white-eyed sage an old man?
For some reason, I felt like there was a lot of talk today, but it felt like it was getting worse as time went by.
Dallen shook his head and focused on the sensation.
There are a total of eight people. At this distance, the other side would have noticed this side as well, but there was not even a slight movement, let alone any response.
‘I guess that’s how confident he is.’
It is not unfounded confidence, as they broke through the security guard’s defense line with only a small number of elites.
The group soon entered a slightly wider road off the main road.
“You’re finally here. “It was just as he said.”
A man wearing pointed thorn armor slowly stood up from his seat.
A shadow fairy leaning against the wall of a building, a warlock standing crookedly, and a dwarf sharpening an ax blade with a whetstone also looked in this direction.
“Stop. I heard he’s a pretty cool guy, but if you’re a mercenary, you probably know that life is precious. “I’ll give you a chance to go back to this.”
The thorn-armored man opened his mouth. Dallen stopped still and looked behind the guy’s back.
A blurry, undulating space.
Ominous magical power that clearly melts away.
From the looks of it, they were guarding the entrance to a huge barrier.
Judging by the absence of this place, the Vine Witch is probably working some kind of trick inside that barrier.
“Hmm, elites are elites. “If it weren’t for this position, I would have wanted to recruit him.”
As Eberron mumbled while rubbing his chin, each of the eight people in front of me was a strong person.
Each of them has a power comparable to the current Lucina and Sienna. They were powerful people who could stand on equal footing with or gain the upper hand over low-level devils.
‘It’s about time the executives of the Dark Woldan came out as well.’
Among the people living in hiding across the continent, there were not only good or neutral people.
This is because it is rare for people who were born evil to change their minds to live righteously in the future just because they gained strength.
On the contrary, since it was common to become corrupted in the process of gaining power, it was convenient to assume that about two-thirds of the superhumans who appeared after the middle part were enemies.
Meanwhile, among the hermits, there were also those who did not go around revealing their true powers, but were sunny figures.
“Viscount Zutmura.”
Like a middle-aged man dressed in black iron plate armor who turned his head when Eberron called his name.
“You were the one who told me. Even the Precursors didn’t pay much attention to you. “I would have thought that it was a trap to think that he had no worries because he was a man with an imperial-style aristocratic mentality.”
“…who are you? “I thought it was a mercenary and an intelligence dealer since there were two of them, but they turned out to be unexpected people.”
Viscount Zutmura, a middle-aged man, tilted his head. He stared at Eberron for a moment and then said as if he had remembered something.
“Oh, I’ve seen it once. He was a high-ranking office worker under the Labyrinth Management Office. The name is…yes Evan. Was he a collateral branch of the Ancala family?”
The Viscount waved his hand while reciting one of Eberron’s disguise names.
He continued speaking with a stern face that did not show any emotion.
“I’m not interested in you. “This mercenary is what interests me.”
“me?”
“Yes, gold-plated mercenary. “You, a commoner, dared to touch the body of a nobleman as a commoner.”
Dallen scratched his chin. He is Viscount Zutmura.
Suddenly, he remembered the idiot-like bald-headed knight who ran towards him in battle a little while ago, shouting his name.
“Angel Ztramu. “Do you have anything to do with that guy?”
“He is my son. “I guess we met on the way.”
“We met.”
“…Then, as a father and a fellow noble, I must avenge him.”
Sreung –
The Viscount drew his sword. He still had an expressionless face and a low voice that did not seem paternal.
At that time, Eberron touched the hem of Dallen’s clothes and whispered.
“I think we can disarm the barrier they are guarding without the witch noticing. “Please take care of them for a moment.”
“You casually tell me to deal with the eight superhumans who created the realm.”
“I promise on my behalf that I will give you ample examples for this matter. In addition, we will not be held responsible for any damage to property that occurred throughout the day.”
“If that’s the case.”
Dallen shrugged and stepped forward. He held the holy sword in his right hand and the ax in his left.
In response to that action, Viscount Zutmura slowly gathered his sword and took a halting stance, stepping forward with his left foot.
Dallen was walking towards him, but when something occurred to him, he stopped and said,
“viscount.”
“what?”
“Now that I think about it, I was surprised to see you were alive. “It was no different from a miracle.”
“…what are you talking about?”
The Viscount frowned. Dallen answered, scratching his head with the handle of his axe.
“When I saw what that idiot was doing, I thought that he definitely wouldn’t have a father.”
“…This guy insults the nobility! “How dare you call it safe…gagging!”
Hissing.
The Viscount’s eyes widened. The guy looked down, bleeding profusely.
The composure was broken for the first time. The tip of the sword and breathing were shaken because of that.
That slight gap was enough for Dok2, who deviated the space away from Dallen’s fingertips.
“Kahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah’s….”
Without even being able to muster his strength properly, the Viscount fell to the floor with a long hole in his chest.
Dallen said, relaxing his shoulders.
“Of course it’s a bluff, you bitch.”
There were seven left.
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