Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 149

Before the Storm (3)

An office filled with the scent of tea and paper. Dallen lifted his cup and took a sip of coffee.

The cold sensation that filled my mouth and the pleasant bitterness that tickled the tip of my tongue resembled the taste of the hometown I left behind.

It was one of the reasons Dallen enjoyed visiting Sienna’s office.

“I enjoy coffee so much, but why do I always gulp down tea like alcohol? “Both tea and coffee are drinks made from plants.”

“Drugs and herbs also come from plants. But the two are completely different.”

The answer given while gently shaking the glass. Sienna made a face of bewilderment.

“…even if I make an analogy, it’s okay. Anyway, I received a call from Elgaia Magic Tower. Starting next month, they will be sending out three types of coffee beans. It seems they also care a lot about their relationship with you. Well, the mercenary guild is also keeping an eye on it.”

“Mercenary guild?”

Dallen put down his glass and asked again. Sienna smiled slightly and took out a small box from under the table and placed it on top.

“The value of your name must have risen considerably. I’ve almost never heard of a case like this. “Open it.”

Sweet.

The lock, which looks like pure gold, opens to reveal an interior luxuriously decorated with red fabric.

The object placed in the center was a platinum mercenary badge with Dallen’s name and the registration date of the mercenary guild written on it. In addition, there was even a letter containing the mercenary guild master’s handwritten signature.

“Seeing as they sent me a request even though I didn’t submit a separate application, it looks like they want to show off that they have ties to their side as well.”

“I see what you’re after. “Because the list of platinum-plated mercenaries is made public.”

“that’s right. But considering the name that sells, I don’t think it’s a bad option. Even if you don’t go all the way to the western guild federation, the mercenary guild is an organization that influences the entire continent.”

Of course, the choice is up to you.

Seeing Sienna slightly leaning her upper body back as she said that, Dallon put the platinum plaque into his arms with a light laugh.

As the devil let out an exclamation of delight at the new treasure and put the box aside, Sienna took out a few documents with a serious look on her face again.

“Now that we’ve taken care of the urgent matter, let’s get to the point.”

She spoke in an informative tone that filled the back alleys of the Bronze District.

“Demons of the evil god Xun have been observed beyond the Frost Highlands.”

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hell.

A realm of demons that is said to be located somewhere in the fantasy world.

Some say that there are hundreds of such hells in a universe of infinite possibilities.

Even Dallon, who played numerous episodes, did not know whether the rumor was true.

What he knows, however, is that even if there are hundreds or thousands of hells, there are only five of them, where the deepest and heaviest evil sleeps.

It was the same number as the number of evil spirits who were the source of the apocalypse.

‘Among them, the Palace of Destruction, where the evil god Xun resides, is called a hell of fighting, fire, destruction, and slaughter.’

Xun, the evil god of slaughter and fire.

If Enaxagus plots the fall of the continent with all sorts of tricks and Laphilem tries to conquer the land with plague and pollution.

Sun’s strategy was relatively simple.

Just attack, destroy and kill everything.

“As you know, it has been more than twenty years since many of the northern tribes became slaves of Xun.”

Sienna spoke while twisting her long black hair.

In fact, pouring out the power of hell directly into reality consumes a considerable amount of power, even from the perspective of devils and evil spirits.

That’s why evil spirits create agents like black magicians to act.

However, unlike other evil gods who tempt people with various rewards, the only reward offered by Xun is fight and destruction.

It would have been a condition that anyone who grew up in a normal culture would never have accepted.

‘But northerners have had a culture passionate about struggle since ancient times.’

Is it because the only god that has been passed down through tradition since ancient times is the god of struggle?

Throughout history, there have been many Northerners who wanted to follow in the footsteps of the God of War, who is said to have appeared on this earth in human flesh and stopped the endless attacks of the devil.

The glory of the Eternal Palace given after endless battle.

The evil god Shun has bent and twisted the direction of that struggle over the past hundred years, and has finally turned it towards the same human being.

“The Tsardom has a guard tower that observes beyond the Frost Highlands. It is a facility created after a hundred years of war with Xun’s followers. According to my intelligence network, close to twenty demons have been summoned beyond the Frost Highlands.”

“Twenty… By the way, when did you reach out to the Tsardom again?”

“You could even say I stretched out my hand. “I just made some friends with some of the special task force agents while going through the labyrinth.”

It’s a labyrinth. It sounds like the information network was steadily expanding even while it was busy chasing down the warlocks of Calchas.

One talent was definitely an extraordinary woman. Even behind that tickling eye smile, numerous strategies and cases will be going back and forth.

“First of all, they say there has been no direct conflict with the demons, as they are still gathering forces. Anyway, I heard that in the near future, you too, Dallan, will receive a request in the name of the royal special unit. But…”

“I will go.”

“…uh?”

“What are you doing? “Didn’t you call me here because you thought I would go there too?”

If it is a request from a special task force, it is virtually the same as a direct request from the royal family of the Tsar.

Still, if that were all Sienna would not have bothered to look for Dallon.

The number of requests Dallen has fulfilled through her so far is in the double digits.

There is no way that a smart information merchant would not have analyzed the behavior patterns of his customers.

Even at this very moment, countless requests are pouring in to entrust a request to Dallen or to meet him at least once.

Why did you skip all of them and only deliver one thing to Dallon first?

“It’s been over half a year since I started working with you. I don’t know how many times I’ve been involved with the devil. “Isn’t the reason you only gave me this request because you were sure I wouldn’t be very interested in other requests?”

“…that’s right.”

The answer came back with a shallow sigh.

Nevertheless, Sienna’s tone was far from wishing Dallan had accepted the request.

A subtle, diluted anxiety hidden in a businesslike tone.

Dallen did not miss that.

“Are you afraid I’ll die?”

“…….”

Silence was an affirmation.

It is not a mind that cannot be understood.

In addition to the debt she had accumulated over the years, and after what happened in the labyrinth, Sienna seemed to be convinced that he was her friend.

Her nature is to never betray her people. That’s probably why Dallan picked out the quests he would prefer among the dozens of requests he received every day.

But at the same time, you may have had that thought as well.

The question is how long Dallen’s actions of throwing himself into danger can continue like this.

“Don’t worry.”

Grumble.

He stands up and lightly ruffles the witch’s hair.

Although I have already crossed the firing line several times in countless battles, there is no reason why I cannot step onto the next starting line.

“Please tell me that you will accept the request as soon as it comes in. “I also added that I might be a little late since I’m planning to go via the World’s Tooth Mountain Range.”

“Tooth Mountains of the World? Why in the land of the High Orcs?”

“I have something I need to retrieve.”

“……?”

Sienna tilts her head at the meaningless answer. When she made that expression with her messy hair, a surprisingly cute side of her was revealed.

“No matter how much they say they are given the right to go first, we can’t just wait quietly.”

For the past two weeks, Dallen hasn’t just been mindlessly recovering bodies.

The possibilities gained by breaking the hell of Calchas and defeating the ancient witch made him look higher.

The number of unique skills he had acquired on his own was already close to ten.

I have also become quite familiar with the process of twisting existing images and recreating them with my own possibilities.

I went from being a muscle-bound mercenary who only believed in my strength to reaching this point in just over half a year.

What is needed in the future is to absorb more sources of imagery and diversify the possibilities that extend from them.

‘I’m already acquiring skills faster than ever, but for an all-out war against the evil spirit, I need several times more than what I’ve learned so far.’

That was why, whenever I had time, I read various introductions to secret and spellcraft and used the auction house to gain a higher source of enlightenment.

However, all of these are secondary means.

Above all else, I had no intention of turning away from a method that was fast, efficient, and at the same time guaranteed to acquire powerful skills.

‘The corpses of the most powerful characters. I think we can slowly recover some of them.’

A warrior who scatters fire and lightning.

A dragon slayer whose entire body is covered in dragon armor and dragon bone weapons.

A martial artist who could collapse a hill with one blow.

A saint who resurrected a large army that had been annihilated in the face of the devil.

In addition, the legacies of several episodes that were closer to clear than ever were the milestones that guided Dallan’s next destination.

‘The next location of Apocalypse’s activities has been decided in the north, so we will obtain the strongest corpse that can be obtained with my current capabilities from the northern region.’

The corpse of the episode where he survived until the end of the episode for the first time and saw the massive invasion of evil spirits right in front of his eyes.

It was time to retrieve the ending that was sleeping in the Tooth Mountains of the world.

[Go north. That’s good news.]

Then the door opened and Bourbon came in.

The Dragon God’s first roar, Kyle Berkus Arven.

A true dragon lurking in the back alleys, he revealed his true identity to Sienna after the battle in the Western District.

[I was already going to recommend choosing a cold area as your next destination. It wouldn’t be bad if it were the Tooth Mountains of the world….]

“Bourbon. “What about the counter?”

[…I made a temporary prosthetic body. Don’t worry, there is no strong person who will notice.]

“I keep using magic these days, but I believe that if sales drop, it will make up for it on its own. “You’re an old dragon who worked undercover, so your family must have a lot of money, right?”

[……Sure. I wonder who they resemble so much.]

In addition, Sienna was thoroughly protecting the position of employer and employee, ignoring Old Ryong’s worries that it might be awkward for a while.

It was a part that made me think again that not everyone can become a hero.

[Anyway, I’m glad I grew up enough before I had to go on a long journey. Come out, kid.]

As soon as Bourbon finished speaking, the figure hiding behind him lightly walked away.

What appeared was a young boy who looked to be about ten years old.

However, the gorgeous blue-white hair covering his shoulders and the vertically slit yellow eyes clearly indicated that the boy was not human.

The boy opened his red lips, which contrasted with his pale skin.

“My name is Ashaka Riulak, the Fifth Bluelin and Left Armourer of the Exiled Dragon God. “It is a pleasure to greet you in person, warrior who murdered my mother.”

“…….”

“Oh, don’t worry. The Sentai Bluelin you killed, ‘Tedera Riulak’, is merely a biological mother. Unlike humans, true dragons take on the first true dragon they see the moment they hatch from an egg as their parent. You are stronger than my aging mother and have the capacity to become stronger in the future. Therefore, I am glad that you are my parent.”

The boy smiled brightly.

It was a truly innocent child’s smile.

“I see…”

“Please take care of me from now on, father.”

Unlike Sienna, who had difficulty opening her mouth, Dallon still couldn’t say anything and scratched the back of his head.

[I lived and lived until I found out that the dragon bastard was a rare adulterous child. It might be better to just forget these memories in the pot of evil spirits.]

He thought.

I never thought I would feel the same way as a demon bastard in my lifetime.

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