Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 300

300

Ascension and Homeland (1)

Puuk –

A rapier that pierces the heart.

That’s right!

Blood foam pouring out of the spout.

The vitality slowly disappeared from the eyes of the bull-headed giant. Eberron took a deep breath and drew his sword.

“Tsk.”

The top of the castle walls was literally a sea of blood.

The bodies of the security corps soldiers were horribly torn apart among the corpses of the numerous monsters scattered about.

The soldiers who survived the fierce battle were clearing away the high-ranking monsters that were struggling to breathe.

Eberron collected the blood that had accumulated in his mouth and spat it out. The monster’s blood was bitter and fishy.

“…too many people have died.”

A cry for medics. A scream of pain.

The cries of a family letting go of a dead person mix together to form one dizzying funeral song.

Even though all the troops were revived by Dallen’s miracle, the battle that followed was not easy.

Although the majority of monsters are said to have been mobilized to fortify the Diamond Palace, there are still a significant number of monsters stationed throughout the labyrinth city.

They had even occupied key points such as the castle walls. The story was that the monster army, which had been difficult to block as a defender, must now be dealt with as an attacker.

Should we feel fortunate that we at least achieved victory? Or should we be wary of something strange that happened in the final moments of the battle?

As he was quietly gathering his thoughts, the adjutant approached him. She said with a bloody face.

“I think this area will be cleared up soon.”

“okay?”

“yes. I heard that the other side is similar. It is said that the monsters that had been running in a hurry until a little while ago suddenly curled up and scattered. “This is so…”

The adjutant continues his sentence in a suspicious tone. This may be because it is difficult to believe even though it is reported by the person himself.

It was the same for Eberron. Until just a moment ago, the battle was clearly in a slightly more favorable situation for whistles and monsters.

The demon army, led by demons, was protecting the castle walls, taking as much advantage as possible from the defenders.

Each individual is already powerful, but with the addition of proper tactics, they are truly an opponent with no answer.

However, when the battle reached its most intense moment, the monsters and demons suddenly turned their backs and fled out of the city.

“Could it be a trap?”

The adjutant asked cautiously. It was not a difficult judgment to understand.

Because I was immersed in the euphoria of victory, this was a situation that did not make sense through common sense.

“I don’t know.”

First of all, Eberron ordered not to let down his guard and headed straight to the spire of the castle wall.

The spire, half shattered by siege engines, looked dangerous. The girl who was staring blankly at the sky above was also like that.

Among the scattered pieces of the monster, the sight of a girl covered in black blood all over her body, rolling her pure white eyes back and forth.

His appearance was not strange even if someone thought he was a devil. It felt eerie even to Eberron, who had been assisting her for more than several decades.

“Grandma. “It looks like the top of the castle wall has been cleared up little by little.”

“…….”

“It wasn’t a trap that all the demons retreated, right?”

The girl laughed. She said without looking away.

“Eberron. What do you see?”

“…what?”

“Tell me what you see.”

Eberron scratched his head and looked around.

The view of the tall spire was wide open.

What you can see are burning streets, collapsed buildings, people who have been turned into chaos, and soldiers trying to maintain order at all costs.

If I looked up a little, I could see a sterling silver and bronze castle wall littered with holes. On the other side, there was also a platinum wall that was in good condition.

And although it cannot be seen because it is hidden by the platinum castle wall, the Geumgang Palace, which has been taken over by the evil spirit, must be beyond it.

Come to think of it, if the demons escaped, now is the opportunity to recapture the Diamond Palace…

“Not that way, Eberron. “Look up.”

The gentle voice of a seer. Eberron unconsciously slowly raised his gaze.

Only then did he understand the seer’s question about what he could see. He said with a slightly trembling voice.

“…the sky is clearing.”

“yes. The clouds of evil spirits are dispersing.”

The red clouds that covered the sky were fading.

It was a fact that I didn’t notice during the fierce battle, but when I concentrated a little, it became clear.

The speed is still so slow that a transcendentalist can barely see it if he concentrates. However, what was certain was that a little bit of sunlight was starting to be visible beyond.

When I turned my gaze a little, I saw that the red vortex that had settled on top of the Geumgang Palace was also dispersing. I also saw strange colors hovering above the whirlpool, as if a part of the sky had been broken.

“Isn’t that the seventh district?”

“that’s right. “It’s a sign that Dallon grabbed Enaxagus by the collar and dragged him out.”

Aliat nodded. Soon her feet floated off the ground and a mysterious sound began to sound softly.

[The fight between the evil spirit and the hero in the sky moved on to the next chapter as they were both sucked into the gates of hell. The power of the Great Hell, united around one evil god, and the hopes of hundreds of world lines united around one man collided.]

Eyes sparkling with cosmic colors. A prophetic ability that clearly occupies the top of the spire.

However, unlike usual, the seer’s voice was slightly distorted. Her expression was also the same.

[World after world destroyed each other and disappeared. The illusion of a fantasy world has collapsed. One of the two fallen pillars is the favorite of the sin we hate. And the other one is our dear hero…]

The glory days did not continue. Her toes slowly descended from the air and touched the stone floor.

“Dallen’s karma…the realm containing that power has disappeared.”

“…….”

“We won, but…the person responsible for this victory is invisible to me.”

The Precursor raised his head again. She looked up somewhere in the sky and managed to smile.

“I hope his fate follows the same path as that of the ancient ascendant. So we hope you can hear our thanks.”

A ray of sunlight faintly shone through the dispersing clouds of evil spirits.

It was the color of a red sunset.

***

The sunset was setting.

Sunset in the megacity of Falcion was a crowded time.

A merchant who closes his business and returns home. A High Oak worker returning home after a hard day. From the upper carriages from the Elven Kingdom that entered the city just in the nick of time before the sun set, and even the restaurant owners who opened their doors to cater to all those people.

The children employed at the restaurant were running across the street, engrossed in soliciting customers worth a coin. A little distance away, a couple wearing luxurious fur clothes and their two daughters of similar age were looking for a restaurant to eat out for dinner.

Some went home, some went to the stores, and some went to the back alleys or gates of the city to bars and gambling houses.

It looks like a bronze district where people are mixed and races and classes are mixed.

The paladin, wearing dark robes and a hood pulled down, walked naturally among the crowds of people on the main street.

The place she was heading to was a large bar between the main street and the back alley.

“Hahaha! That’s why I trimmed that bandit’s beard like this…!”

“Fuck, you said you’d pay me back last time too. “How long are you going to put it off?”

“Wow! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Past the noisy and dirty bar hall.

“Then what we’re looking for is not this bastard, but this bastard’s younger brother…”

“Shh. “There is someone out there.”

You pass through quieter rooms lined with doors and narrow hallways on either side.

At the end of a hallway wide enough for two people to pass through was a rough wooden door.

[Crow’s Nest]

[Business Hours: 6:00 PM – 4:00 AM]

The Holy Knight brushed the old-looking name plate above the door, then pushed open the door and entered.

Jingling –

The atmosphere inside the door was different from the outside.

Neatly organized tables and chairs. Soft lighting from magic stones regularly embedded in the ceiling.

It was a quaint bar that you would only find in the Shun district, but there were only three people sitting there.

There are three people, including the old man in front of the bar table, the woman across from him, and the bartender who skillfully cleans the glasses.

“…But wasn’t Lord Lucia supposed to come today too? “When I heard that news, I handed over all of the Magic Tower work to Tommy and rushed over… Oh.”

The bartender looked at her first, and the old man who called the paladin’s name followed his gaze and found her.

The black-haired woman, who was resting her chin on the bar table, waved her hand one last time. She smiled and greeted me.

“I arrived just as the word was out. “It’s been a while, Lucia.”

“It’s been a while, everyone. Lucia Top Lord and Bourbon. Oh, I’d like a glass of Melonde Highlander.”

“Is it okay for a Holy Knight to drink alcohol?”

Sienna smiled mischievously. Lucia laughed and pulled up a chair and sat down.

As he took off his hood and robe, his long blonde hair flowed down like a waterfall. At that time, Felber, who was fiddling with his half-empty glass, suddenly asked.

“It took longer than I thought. Was it a difficult mission?”

“no. It’s because the warlocks are hiding so tightly. “Without having an evil spirit and relying on demonic bastards, my ability to hide has become even better than before the war.”

“It’s been five years since the war ended. The Holy Knights’ subjugation of devil worshipers has been going on for five years. At that level, wouldn’t it be time to become good at running away? “They wouldn’t have the courage to face the sharpest sword of the demon slayer and war god.”

The archmage shrugged his shoulders and drank the rest of his drink. Lucia shook her head at the sly expression on the old man’s face.

“…Iknow, right. “It’s already been five years.”

5 years.

It was the time that had passed since the ‘Great Invasion’ in which Enaxagus led the demon army.

Although it was not a long period of time in itself, the continent experienced a major inflection point and was changing rapidly.

According to the official announcement of the Diamond Palace, the evil god Enaxagus disappeared along with the five great hells.

Of course, the disappearance of the evil spirit did not mean that permanent peace came to the continent.

The momentum of the warlocks and cultists who were lurking around the continent was broken, and the Holy Knights, who regained their headquarters, immediately declared a large-scale subjugation.

Local wars, large and small, were taking place across the continent between paladins and warlocks, centered around the demon slayer Lucia and the small sword saint Parn.

The South, where the empire collapsed, was also a crucible of chaos.

This is because a full-scale war has been going on for five years while the nobles are divided and establishing their own countries.

In the East, the dwarves of the Blade’s Edge Mountains welcomed the return of the Kaladrakum Dynasty and declared a kingdom.

There were rumors going around that they were preparing for war with the Eastern Three Kingdoms to regain their original territory.

“I’m going to add that filled glass to the cost of the drink.”

“…Hmm. “Strictly speaking, this is the alcohol I filled.”

“But it’s our liquor. “You just turned back time, right?”

“So how long did Akasha plan to continue practicing? “Didn’t you say that one or two years is enough for a blue dragon to shed its skin?”

“Don’t change your mind.”

The voice of Felber, who was secretly turning back the time and refilling the glass, and Sienna, who caught it like a ghost and scolded him.

Lucia fell into thought again while listening to the comfortable noise and laughter.

There was not only war in those five years. There were also significant positive changes.

With the sending of refuge ships during the great invasion, the elves across the eastern sea began full-fledged exchanges with the continent.

This is because the passive trade and diplomacy until then could not import enough labor and materials to rebuild the collapsed kingdom.

In the process, dozens of High Orc workers spread across the continent and ended up in the land of vegetarian elves, which was a laughable incident.

‘The hunting tradition that had stopped hundreds of years ago was revived by crying out for meat every time a daily wage was received. He was too good at his job to be kicked out.’

In the Northern Tsardom, a secret struggle within the royal family was in full swing after the Tsarina’s death. In the West, it is popular to go on expeditions to the Great Desert to explore historical sites.

And amidst all kinds of national events, the city federation that dominated the middle trade zone was rapidly emerging.

There is even talk that the labyrinth city also quickly recovered from the wounds of war and has recently entered a period of growth rather than recovery.

[I was originally a deep-thinking child, but today I seem to be even more lost in thought. Here is the drink I ordered. Drink and let it settle.]

“Thank you, bourbon.”

Lucia slowly drank the glass the bartender gave her.

The brown liquid flowed down my throat, giving me a pleasant, tingling sensation.

“…Whew.”

In any case, the chaotic situation following the Great Invasion was at the same time a more interesting prelude than ever before.

At least that’s how it seemed to Lucia, one of the people who knew better than anyone else that the world was almost coming to an end.

And every time that thought came to mind, there was one person I suddenly missed.

A man with shaggy hair and a height and size comparable to that of a High Orc, but whose dark eyes are deeper and warmer than anyone else’s.

A person who once spent most of the year on battlefields and on travels, but cannot do so now that he has entered a peaceful daily life.

“…hmm?”

Something hit my hand as I put down my drink. It was a strange-looking little bottle.

A completely transparent bottle with a strange red cloth wrapped around its center, with unrecognizable black and white letters engraved on it.

There were bubbles forming in the black contents. As I was staring, Bourbon opened his mouth.

[This is a drink given to you by a store regular.]

“…Yes?”

[He stopped by last week to ask how you were. There are quite a few things he left behind, so listen while drinking.]

“…….”

[Anyway, how come the days that come on each other don’t overlap like this? Why should I waste the power of words like this?]

Lucia put her hand on the bottle, ignoring the ancient dragon’s grumbles.

After fumbling a few times, I twisted the lid off and a cheerful chirping sound came out.

A faint sweetness can be felt when you drink it slowly. And at the same time, the tingling sensation of air bubbles hitting my mouth and throat.

“…Ugh.”

[It will hurt quite a bit when you drink it for the first time. It’s similar to western mineral water, but a little stronger.]

As I stared at the bottle with wide eyes, a familiar voice began to flow in the guise of bourbon.

[But it will be okay if you eat it. I hope it fits your taste buds. It’s my favorite drink.]