Chapter 294 – Observation

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Cleon and his companions moved on the ground as Hermes guided them.

The surrounding wilderness was surrounded by stone mountains of various sizes, the largest of which climbed the steep slopes.

“Is this a sword that really needs to be climbed… “

Hearing Grey’s panting and exhausted voice, Cleon, who had been advancing forward, turned around.

Utgart, it was okay to fly and move, but Sif and Freya seemed to have a hard time going uphill like Gray.

“Mi, sorry… Where I lived, there was no mountain like this…”

“…Me too, it’s hard going up the slope with these legs.”

It was the first time Sif climbed the mountain itself because of the environment she grew up in, and Freya seemed to be at a disadvantage when moving outside the plains due to her physical characteristics her as a centaur.

[Those without wings. I sympathize with you.]

And Utgart added a word while looking at Sif, Freyja, and Gray.

Ping-! With a clatter, mistletoe arrows, and black spears cutting through the air with a cackle.

Utgart quickly came down to the ground and crawled on the ground with a crunching sound.

“Somehow… It seems like it’s fun because there are unusual people gathering together.”

Gray neatly summarizes his impressions of the set brought by Cleon as ‘fun’.

On the other hand, what about Peruluca, who has not been talking since a while ago.

When he had already climbed about halfway up the mountain, he had fallen forward once, and had climbed on Cleon’s back her.

“Are you alright Peruluca?”

“Ugh… I’m sorry, Mr. Cleon… “

Also, he could have recovered his physical strength if he made him drink blood, but even if the dhampir had low vampiric impulses.

Hermes asked her to refrain from giving her blood her, on the grounds that her humans her should not be poisoned by drinking her blood her.

I didn’t hear a detailed explanation about Gray’s partner, Hermes, but he seemed to have a variety of knowledge, befitting an artificial spirit.

Cleon, who felt similar to Mercury whom he had met in the underground laboratory in Hermes’ tone and atmosphere, listened to Hermes’ advice and decided to follow him.

Certainly, Peru Luca also seemed to become a bit violent or arrogant after she became a vampire.

Somehow, the party climbed and climbed the steep terrain and finally reached what could be called the summit.

After climbing a rocky mountain where not a single tree or a single blade of grass grew, the surrounding scenery came into view.

Of course, on the contrary, you can see them climbing the mountain very well from below or from above.

“…Wow…”

Gray managed to climb to the top and was about to sit down, but when he saw the terrain beyond, which was covered by the land of the mountain he had climbed so far, he couldn’t shut his gaping mouth.

There was a huge pit there, as if it had been forcibly created by dropping something like a huge bomb.

No, it must have actually been a hole made that way.

There were traces of scorch here and there, and traces of dropping weapons enough to cause a change in the topography in order to forcibly create a site and install various facilities on it.

It wasn’t the tracks or the pits that Gray admired.

Huge excavators and dozens of heavy mining equipment were lined up, and the Thunder Lord’s followers, who rode goats and flew around, were seen walking between the equipment and managing the equipment.

“Are you digging up stones?”

As Cleon spoke, Hermes’ voice came from Gray’s necklace.

[No. What they are digging for is a special metal material that is created within this realm. It’s the same kind that makes up the bodies of the Thunder Lord’s kin.]

“A special metal…?”

[The structure of the realm is influenced by the ruler. When you think ‘this kind of metal is needed’, if the ruler has enough power for it, that kind of metal is really created.]

At Hermes’ words, Cleon nodded as if he knew what he meant.

“The principle itself is like a small area created with magical power.”

“So what metal is that metal?”

Gray questioned Hermes as if he could no longer hold back his curiosity.

Then, the name Hermes brought out was familiar to Cleon as well.

[Underground in this realm, the veins of the raw material for Soul Eater Metal were laid. If you mine it and send it to the floating fortress Valhalla. In it, the bodies of the Thunder Lord’s servants and the goats they ride and control are created.]

Isn’t it the same principle as the mechanical soldiers we saw in El Cairo, where souls are put into motion?

I didn’t know why the Thunder Lord was using technology created to fight invaders from another dimension.

Cleon, who had communed with the Sun King and his vassals, shook his head and opened his mouth.

“First of all, destroying this facility will hurt the Thunder Lord.”

[Okay. Of course, there’s plenty of metal stored inside the fort, but once they run out you won’t be able to produce any more until you rebuild this facility. But destroying it now is not recommended. The facility to go up to the fortress is also included here.]

With Hermes’ will, Gray’s body moved.

When Gray’s arm was raised, his finger pointed to a giant riser in the center of the pit in which the facility was being laid out.

Hermes said that if you collect ore there and send it up, the fortress will come and collect it.

“Then should I hide among those ores?”

“Th-is that possible…? There must be a way to identify something…”

At Peruluca’s words, Cleon nodded.

[Gray can do anything about that part.]

“… Ho-oh.”

There was a sound of admiration from Cleon, and the others also focused their attention on Gray.

Gray heard that, blinked his eyes for a moment or two, then looked down at it as he grabbed his pendant.

And, after hesitating, with a slightly troubled face.

“No, I can’t. What are you talking about?”

“…Is that what you say?”

[Sorry, my explanation was lacking. To be precise, Gray and I need to take control of the control facility together. My self-consciousness can be transferred to a machine that moves with a magic stone that I have contacted through Gray’s body. It is such a principle that they controlled their goats.]

“What is it? Was it like that… I also thought he had tremendous magic power control…”

Peru Luca let out a sigh of relief.

I don’t know why.

[Therefore. Where is the control facility located?]

When Utgart listened and raised a voice, Hermes fell silent for a moment.

When everyone’s eyes are focused on Hermes once more.

Moments later, the voice rang out from the pendant once more.

[I haven’t been able to get any information about it yet. But I’m sure it’s one of the miscellaneous machines around that ascent.]

“What is that!?”

Gray let out a screaming voice at Hermes’ irresponsible words.

[Access to the fort’s control system through the goat was brief. It was a short time to grasp detailed information.]

“That, that’s the case… Since you talked so confidently up to that point, I thought you had everything figured out…”

After hearing the story of Hermes and Gray, Freya and Sif talk.

“To control the machine, to the artificial spirit… I can’t intervene because it’s completely unrelated to our realm.”

“It’s a coincidence. Neither am I. …It’s only natural that metal isn’t made in Yggdrasil’s realm.”

At Freya’s words, Sif nodded.

“We have metal to make weapons, but we don’t borrow mechanical power. We only make sapper spirits and cold weapons. Utgart more than that. Are you following that story?”

[Of course. In my realm, some wise kin have built and used machinery. Although the amount of metal that can be used is limited.]

Peruluca tilted her head at Utgart’s words.

“… Since that bug’s territory is also a jungle, metal won’t come out, right?”

[There are many times when food that has fallen from the outside is hanging on the body.]

“…”

Hearing that, everyone else fell silent.

[Especially, the machines the spiders created were excellent. Efficient storage of food for long-term storage-]

“Ah, I see! Utgart! That’s it!”

If Utgart’s words continued, the scene would become an image in his head his, so Sif blocked it.

Peruvian Lucca put her hand her over her mouth as if offended, and drew on her face her.

“Then, the goal is to get to the periphery of that riser first.”

[Yes. As much as possible, without making a fuss.]

[Is this an infiltration operation? Huh, it’s time to show my skills again.]

“Please stay still. How can a guy who makes noise just by flying be active in an infiltration operation?”

As if sick of Sif’s cold expression, he grabbed Utgart and held him in his arms of her.

Utgart nods, then goes quiet.

And then, Sif talked to Cleon.

“It’s okay to come all the way here and talk… But I think you’d better be careful.”

“Of course, I intend to do so. To save my comrades, and to get out of this place safely. Not a single person is left behind.”

When Cleon answered like that, Sif shook his head shyly.

“Of course, I trust that part. …What I’m talking about is the story of another faction.”

“Another… Force?”

When Cleon put on a puzzled expression, Utgart, who was in Sif’s arms, opened his mouth.

[Dear Cleon. I think I’ve already heard that there are nine worlds in the banishment realm. Five of them were destroyed.]

When Cleon nodded at Utgart’s explanation, Sif continued Utgart’s words.

“If I, Utgart, were to survive one by one in that wizarding girl’s world… Of course, there is a high probability that someone would have survived in the land of flames as well.”

[The land of flames was a world of struggle, constantly fighting, regenerating and repeating. The followers of Sutter, the champion of flame, who was the ruler, stood out to him and fought each other every day to challenge him.]

The flame champion, Sutter, was a being who sublimated into a flame spirit with a human body.

Of course, that method wasn’t very desirable, so after subjugating a high-level flame spirit and swallowing the spirit stone whole.

It is a first-class metamorphosis that has endured the burning pain of the body and absorbed the power as one’s own.

As a gladiator born in the arena, opinions were divided among historians as to why he wanted so much power.

He tried to duel with the emperor of the empire of the time who had imprisoned him in the arena.

In the midst of many people watching, during a duel with the emperor, he seized the victory and was about to finish off the emperor.

The gates of hell were opened, and the last record of him being dragged away disappeared from history.

“The two of us have been roaming this wilderness for about a year, but I’ve never seen one burning. I’ve never seen one fight like that.”

“Is there a possibility that he is already dead?”

[Sutter’s fighter is both a spirit and an undead at the same time. Even if he it dies, he it has the power to resurrect on the spot when time passes. Of course, it is questionable whether that power remains even after the realm has disappeared…]

“Then… Where would you be?”

When Cleon asked that question, Peruluca quietly opened her mouth.

“Land of the Goddess of Death…”

“…The Goddess of Death?”

Most of the names of the rulers he had heard while coming here were familiar, but what he heard this time was unfamiliar to Cleon.

“…It is a realm of death ruled by powerful undead necromancers.

“… I know it’s a dangerous place.”

Sif nodded at Cleon’s words, and Freya put her guess into his mouth her.

“…Certainly. She is a ruler who regards Yggdrasil-sama as more dangerous than Edin. It is somehow unnatural for Edin to not move while absorbing such a different realm. …Perhaps, while watching all of this, He might be aiming for it.”

“The thing we should be wary of is that goddess of death more than Sutter’s fighter.”

“I heard that she is a cunning and cruel ruler. Also, she is the only being that Master avoids…”

From Peruluca’s words her, even Crowley must be wary of her.

“…She is the thunder lord and the goddess of death… She catches neither.”

[Carelessness will soon lead to death. Mr. Cleon.]

At Utgart’s words, Cleon raised the corner of his mouth her.

“I know. But if she’s come this far, she can’t just sit back and be scared of that.”

“…That’s right. The sword Amelia will be waiting for.”

When Gray nodded with enthusiasm, Cleon raised his crouched body and looked down at the bottom of the pit.

“You can think of all the guys in motion as enemies.”

[Okay. But like I said before, it’s better to infiltrate quietly if you can. …I don’t know what will happen if I activate the elevator.]

“…There is a saying that it is advantageous for a magic swordsman to move alone without a companion.”

As Cleon spoke and raised his dark magic his, a curtain of dark magic spread around his body his.

His body his was wiped clean before his eyes his.

“The magic of hiding…!”

Peru Luca’s eyes twinkle in admiration, and Gray stretches out his hand to see if Cleon is there.

“Oh… I know it’s there, but it’s strange because I can’t see it.”

When Cleon released his magic again, he looked back at the entire party.

“I’m not sure if I can steal all of these people at once.”

“Well, then I’ll help. If it’s magic that uses black magic. I can help somehow.”

Sif raised his hand and Cleon nodded.

If she was a dark elf, her ability to control her black magic would certainly be superior to her own.

“… Looking back, it was an unusual party.”

Magic swordsman, detective, stag beetle, plant centaur, dark elf shaman, dhampir curser.

If someone asks you to explore a dungeon with this combination, it would be better to give up the request on the spot.

However, the place they were heading to from now on was a more dangerous place than a dungeon.

If safety was not guaranteed, the unique combination was better.

Because it is always the joker card that produces unexpected results.

“…Cleon, you seem to be enjoying yourself somewhere.”

Hearing Gray’s words, Cleon unconsciously rubbed his lips of hers.

Certainly, the corners of his mouth her may have been raised.

“Recently, I haven’t been walking around the royal capital all the time or doing adventures worthy of adventure.”

“…It seems like he’s always doing dangerous things… But isn’t that an adventure?”

“That and this one are a little different.”

At Cleon’s words, Gray tilted his head in disbelief.

“Is Cleon originally an adventurer in the world… How do you do adventures?”

After listening to Gray and Cleon’s story, Sif asked as if he was a little concerned.

When Cleon hears the question, he pauses for a moment before answering.

“…Adventure is like a card game—”

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It swung the sword in full swing, and soon after completely cutting down the scarecrow made of scrap metal, it threw the sword it was holding onto the ground.

A swordsman with pride in his sword would not do such a thing.

A soldier or knight who values ​​​​etiquette will not carelessly handle a sword, a weapon.

But it was a projection. He was a being who knew better than anyone else that the sword was nothing more than a tool, not a swordsman, soldier, or knight.

“Damn… This isn’t enough. Hey…! When will I be able to go to that world!”

A thick female voice sounds.

She couldn’t stand the sound and her helmet on her head her broke off.

Inside, red flames like the mane of a gigantic beast erupted.

No, it was her hair.

She seemed to be a good two meters tall, and her whole body her was packed with great muscle, and her teeth her were pointed like those of a shark.

She was not human, it was as if flames were taking shape and moving.

Her whole body her was a bronze color, but it was because it was on fire everywhere.

When she cried out, what appeared was a silver-haired woman with a mask on her face and black armor on her body.

On her neck her, a red pendant that exudes malevolent energy is hung.

Through the invisible mask, he looked at the woman shouting at him.

“Calm down Moose. It’s coming soon. When they’re up in the Wilds of Thunder, it’s time for us to move.”

“…When the hell is that! Over half a year, I’ve been here dealing with scarecrows! I need a fight! A fight!”

Roaring flames and death, and whenever ‘Moose’, the spirit of struggle, became angry, flames exploded over her hair and body.

The silver-haired woman who had calmly soothed her like that had nothing to do with her thin scabbard hanging from her own waist her.

She pulled out a silver rapier.

“I can’t help it. It’s been a while, I’ll deal with you.”

Haha! Yes. That should be enough. Okay… Let’s try killing it!”

Holding the twin swords she had waited for and dropping in her hands, she appeared in front of her eyes.

She rushed at the woman called the Goddess of Death.

Unlike Moose, who was sincere, she didn’t seem sincere at all.

This is the land of death.

And, in the huge and gloomy cathedral, there is only one self-conscious being.

She was the goddess of death, the owner of this land.

It was a little over half a year ago that an existence that escaped from another realm came to such a place.

When the masked man entrusted her to him, it didn’t matter if she killed the masked man right there.

A nostalgic smell emanated from him.

Until she became like this, it was as if she had been mingled with something she had left somewhere.

In such vague memories.

So, I kept her alive and listened to her story of her.

The next moment, when the silver rapier was swung, Moose’s body was neatly cut from her right shoulder to her left flank.

She just fell

Still trying to move, the goddess of death brandished her hand her.

Impaled her on her crumbling crucifix hanging in her cathedral her.

Make it quiet until play.

“…Did this calm you down a bit?”

“Keuuuuu…” “

Hearing Moose’s story her, the goddess of death turned her body her.

Still, it was necessary to observe the situation.