Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 58

Immortal Demon (1)

When I returned after tying up the warlock Lucachalla with a rolling rope, the tavern was completely cleared out.

The undead whose eyes were flashing brightly had their chests and heads sunken in. Lucia and Farn were moving the body out of the tavern.

“You finished it quickly.”

“As long as the necromancer is dead, the dead are just puppets with their strings cut.”

Lucia said as she threw the corpse, whose head was crushed as if it had been hit by a hammer, outside the tavern.

She was right. Most undead are beings who gain their power from necromancers.

Unless the necromancer is a high-ranking undead like a death knight or lich, the moment the necromancer dies, he or she cannot produce even half of his or her original power.

Of course, sea venom on fingernails and teeth is still dangerous, but it shouldn’t be a problem for a paladin like Lucia.

Even if you only use sacred tattoos that strengthen the durability of your skin and muscles and increase various resistances, you will be able to withstand attacks from such bare-bodied undead for an entire day.

In conclusion, even though she left behind her armor and weapons, it only took a few minutes for her to clear out all thirty undead.

“Knight Lucia! “Is it something you learn in the Knights’ Order to make light flash all over your body and make multiple fists?”

Parn asked in a flushed voice.

Even though the boy whined as he moved the body with his only arm, there was not a trace of exhaustion in his voice.

It was like that when the Galios Merchant Marine was attacked by a group of orcs.

Dallen inadvertently felt the corners of his mouth turn up at the sight of the boy who had recovered greatly.

“You have multiple fists. “I want to learn too.”

“I just did it quickly. “If you train hard at the Parun Knights, you will be able to do as well as me, even better than me.”

“really? wow! I will do my best!”

The boy opened his mouth and shouted. Lucia stroked the boy’s head.

She said this morning after sending the refugee couple away.

When they arrive at the headquarters and complete the request, they will have the boy join the Holy Knights.

As a result of teaching Farn over the past few days, I learned that the boy’s talent was greater than I thought.

It was not enough to say that his sincerity and intelligence were superior to those of children his age.

The group, including Dallen, who cleared out the tavern, went straight down to the basement and rescued the people.

The gang that occupied the inn did not kill everyone.

The only ones they killed were the people who originally ran the inn and the merchants who came to rest.

A little less than twenty refugees were trapped underground, tied tightly, and receiving just enough food and water to survive.

Dalen, who entrusted the rescued refugees to Lucia, dragged the warlock, who was bound with rope and a spell slayer, to a corner room on the fourth floor.

‘They said the necromancers were trying to release an immortal demon from its seal. He also left a message telling people to be careful about inns.’

Dallen recalled the story of the refugee couple he met last night.

When I asked the refugees who were trapped in the basement, I found out that the refugee couple had managed to escape from the inn.

If their testimony is true, the warlock Lucachalla’s gang must also have some connection with the immortal demon.

And if you are someone with skills like Lucachalla, you will be able to hear the full story that you never heard from the refugee couple.

***

In fact, meeting a man-eating wizard here at this point was something beyond Dallen’s expectations.

In the game, Lucachalla followed the Ash Witch and was never involved with an immortal demon.

‘But the Ash Witch died without even completing her first contract with the evil spirit. On the other hand, the immortal demon is about to appear much earlier than expected.’

In the end, as the apocalypse began to hasten its movement, her future also became twisted differently from the original history.

It was similar to the case of the two Orc commanders who attacked the Galios summit not long ago.

“Ugh…”

A painful groan was heard. Dallen was brought out of his thoughts.

In the most corner room on the top floor of the inn.

The man-eating wizard Lucachalla was kneeling on the floor with his arms and legs tied and a spell slayer stuck in his forearm.

Dallen rested his chin on the table with an indifferent expression. He said.

“When are you going to open your mouth?”

“I don’t know. “I really don’t know anything.”

Lucachalla shook his head.

How many times have I already heard the answer that they don’t know anything?

The good news was that the man-eating wizard was not good at lying.

Because her facial expressions and tone of voice gave it away that she was hiding something.

“I do not know. “Really…”

The problem is that even though he shows it like that, he never opens his mouth properly.

It had already been 10 minutes since the interrogation began.

There was no mercy in Dallen’s handling of the warlock, so if the interrogation continued any longer, Lucachalla might just die.

“Stop fucking with me. “I already know what the necromancers are doing near the village of Wrankleton.”

“What happened? I really don’t know. I just wanted to eat human meat! “It has absolutely nothing to do with the answer you want!”

Lucachalla shakes his head like crazy and repeats what he said so far.

At first glance, the sight of tears, snot, and even saliva dripping down seemed pitiful.

It would certainly have seemed that way if I hadn’t known that she was a murderer who had eaten dozens of people.

Squeak.

Dallen got up from his chair. He approached the warlock and pulled out the dagger from his forearm.

Squeak!

In the process of pulling out the two intertwined sword blades, all flesh is torn and torn off.

The warlock rolled his eyes and screamed.

“Kyaaaah!”

“I don’t know what your intention is, but if it continues like this, I have no choice but to call the Holy Knight. “You don’t want to be burned to death by Danma’s white flame.”

Phew!

The area where the dagger was inserted again was the thigh.

“Keuuuuuuu!”

The power of the dagger shakes the wizard’s senses and inflicts pain beyond simple physical pain.

“Hehehehe…okay. “I knew…”

As soon as the white flame of Danma was mentioned, the mental strength that had been holding on to the end finally collapsed.

Her pupils were half-closed due to physical pain and fear toward the white flame of the paladin.

Dallen let go of the dagger handle and asked one last question.

“Immortal demon. “Aren’t you doing this to break the seal on him?”

“no. The immortal devil…”

Finally, the words he had been waiting for came out of his mouth.

It was that moment.

“Devil … is …

The warlock’s chin begins to tremble.

Green foam bubbled up from the mouth.

Soon, blood and fluid poured out from every pore of his face and body, and the warlock fell to the ground, unable to control himself.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…”

A body trembling in pain.

Even that subsided before long.

Dallen squatted in front of him and turned over the corpse.

“…hmm.”

The warlock’s appearance was miserable.

The entire body was covered in blood and pus, and soft tissues such as the mouth and eyes were covered in bluish mold.

At that moment, the curse shield seal on his shoulder glowed for a moment and then quieted down.

“…this.”

Dallen didn’t know what that meant.

‘curse.’

It was a curse strong enough to cause the seal to react even briefly just from the aftermath when it was activated.

‘This is unexpected.’

Dallen thought as he reached out and retrieved the body.

[The stewed body of the wise man has been recovered. The ability is inherited.]

[Inheritance Reward: Intelligence +3]

‘It is a curse that can kill a warlock of Lucachalla’s level as soon as he utters a specific word.’

This was by no means the skill of a typical witch doctor.

My head spins rapidly as I gain a significant level of intelligence and am filled with excitement.

I made a list of beings who were good at witchcraft and quickly selected those who could be active in this area by now.

It didn’t take long.

A being who may be involved in this situation.

Among them, there was actually only one being that was this good at curses.

‘We’re in trouble.’

Dallen thought as he cleaned the spell slayer he had pulled from the corpse and placed it in his belt.

‘Maybe the immortal demon is already….’

Knock knock.

At that time, Lucia knocked on the door and came in.

“Dallen. “One of the refugees trapped underground claims to know the full story of this incident.”

“I think I know what you’re trying to say.”

Dallen said without taking his eyes off the warlock’s body.

Lucia then found the corpse in such a pitiful state that she spoke with an even more serious look on her face.

“…yes. “The immortal demon has already been released from its seal.”

***

The next morning, the three left the inn at dawn.

Once I learned that the devil had been released from the seal, I couldn’t delay even a moment.

After riding horses since dawn, they were able to cross the border and reach the village of Rankleton in one day.

They stayed at an inn late at night and gathered in one room to discuss what to do next.

On the table were one large beer glass and two glasses filled with honey water.

The beer glass was already empty and Lucia was slowly sipping the honey water.

“Big. “Umm, I’m sorry.”

And Parn was slamming his head down on the table without even touching the honey water.

This boy has only been horseback riding for a few days.

It may not be at full speed, but it is strange that I am not tired after riding for well over ten hours.

Dallen leaned against the window wall with his hands in his belt. He replayed in his mind the words of the refugee woman who claimed to be a witness.

‘I never thought of people like that until I left the village. Gelt was a merchant who had grown up in the neighborhood since he was young, and the woman was an herbalist whose identity Gelt had vouched for.’

Gelt was the name of the necromancer who Dallen had put an ax in his head. That woman meant none other than the man-eating wizard Lucachalla.

In Lucia’s words, Gelt and the refugee woman had an ‘inappropriate relationship.’

Because of that, she said she was able to hear many stories from Gelt in bed.

Of course, that included stories about the devil.

“To sum it up, the immortal devil has already been released from the seal and has ordered black magicians and necromancers to gather silver and gold items, treasures, and sacrifices to build up his power.”

“And in the process, he placed a terrible curse on those who did not listen as an example.”

Lucia added, taking a sip of warm honey water.

Apparently, the man-eating wizard Lucachalla was one of those examples.

Unlike the necromancer who survived even after revealing all kinds of information to a refugee woman in bed, she died of a curse on the spot after even mentioning the devil’s name.

“What do you plan to do now?”

Lucia asked.

Dallen leaned against the wall, turned his head and glanced out the window.

Wrankleton was a small village. And of course there was only one inn.

Even so, since it was a village located next to a commercial route, the only inn was a three-story building.

If it were another border town, I would have slept on a blanket in a tavern in the village, let alone an inn.

Dallen opened his mouth as he looked down at the scenery of the village from the third floor of the inn.

“I don’t think it would be a good choice to stay here for long.”

The atmosphere of the village was shabby and overtly hostile to outsiders.

It would be a natural result, considering that it has already been several weeks since the cultists calling for the apocalypse have been in a rage.

It must be even more so since the dead have recently begun to rise from their graves and roam around, and even rumors about the devil have begun to circulate.

It would be even more strange if the village atmosphere was normal in this situation.

“I thought so too. “I overheard a conversation in the tavern earlier, and there was talk that the imperial army would soon invade the village to resolve the incident.”

“If I stay as an outsider and get caught up in it, there will be a problem in transporting the holy sword.”

Dallen said, tapping the holy sword carefully wrapped in cloth behind his back.

Even when he entered the inn, he had not taken off any of his armament, including his armor as well as his holy sword.

“Probably so.”

Lucia nodded. She was also in her armor, only with her sword unsheathed.

This was because, as evil rumors were going around, it was unknown when the residents would suddenly turn against them as outsiders.

She asked as she laid Parn, who was starting to doze off while sitting, comfortably lying down on the table.

“Then can we leave right away tomorrow morning?”

“Please pack my luggage and horse and leave. A three-way intersection that leads from the uphill road toward the village. “I’ll see you there at daybreak.”

Lucia had a puzzled look on her face.

“Isn’t Dallen coming with you?”

“I have work to do all night. “I will catch the devil.”

“Pfft-cough, cluck, yes?”

At Dallan’s declaration, Lucia took a gulp of honey water and then spit it out. She asked again, coughing repeatedly with her face covered in honey water.

“Chief Knight! “Handkerchief…”

Parn, who had been dozing off next to him, was startled by the commotion and hurriedly looked for his handkerchief. Dallen said with a low laugh.

“You saw the curse inflicted on the warlock. Since they are Holy Knights, they can resist, and I also have my own methods. But not Farn.”

Parn, who was handing the handkerchief to Lucia, looked a little glum at those words.

Dallen stepped away from the wall and gently ruffled the boy’s hair.

“Take Parun and come out to the intersection until dawn. “I will catch the devil tonight.”

“…Are you sure you don’t mind? “I’m not questioning Dallen’s power, but if I remember correctly, the curse isn’t the only reason immortal demons are dangerous.”

Lucia continued speaking in a worried voice.

“「Because he could not be killed by either the sword or divine power, he was sealed in an extremely ordinary cave that no one would notice.」 It was written that way in the documents of the Knights I saw a long time ago.”

“There seems to be some misunderstanding. “I never said I would kill the devil.”

Dallen laughed. He ruffled the boy’s hair one last time and then headed towards the door.

“I said I would catch him.”

Ugh…….

As I left the door, one of the pockets hanging on my belt trembled slightly.