Chapter 300 – Scale Armor
000
Edin grabbed the magic stone for communication that he was holding in his hand and shattered it.
And Cassius and Amelia, standing behind Edin, were listening to Cleon’s voice from beyond.
Of course, Edin’s face her was flushed red, and he knew that she was extremely angry with veins all over her face her.
If he got angry, of course, lightning would strike around him, and Amelia, unable to use her magical powers of her, would be in danger if Cassius hadn’t spread his magic her to block it.
“Damn… Damn you bastard! How dare you insult me and even kill Gulin!?”
Edin speaks as if Cleon’s scorning him and the death of his pet boar (machine) were equally good sins.
To be honest, as Amelia looked at the scene from a moment ago, she was even feeling a little thrilled that Cleon had given her what she wanted to say.
On top of that, when she heard Cleon’s slightly embarrassing line her, her face her turned red.
Regardless, Edin seemed to get a fever from Cleon’s every word.
Cassius looks at Edin like that and continues to speak with a smirk.
“So, I told you. He’s strong, so if you’re going to fight him, you need to be prepared. My apologies for Gulin. My lord.”
“Shut up!!”
It was Cassius’ provocation his, which could only be said to have caused a swollen liver, but Edin roared out in anger.
A bolt of lightning that flies in a straight line.
However, Cassius’ shield of magical power was stronger than he thought, and he maintained his role without being pierced by the lightning.
“Calm down. But you’ve just seen it. He’s a magic swordsman, but even without a magic sword, he’s a good fighter. If you catch him and extract his soul and use it as your warrior, it will be the most powerful weapon to end this boring war.”
At Cassius’ words her, Edin calmed her rough breathing a little, then held it in her hand and scattered the shattered magic stone powder on the ground.
“What is your true intention? Get him to decapitate me and escape from me? Then take my hammer and give it to the Frost Queen?”
At Edin’s question, Cassius smiled behind his mask.
“No way. I’ve never even met the Frost Queen. But now, those who came to this fortress to target you are here as representatives of their respective realms. If you fall, they. If they fall, you .. We will be able to escape this realm of exile and return to our original dimension.”
At Cassius’ answer, Edin sighed and thought for a moment, but Amelia gave a slightly surprised expression.
“You’re thinking of absorbing Cleon and his party with magic?”
“If they are defeated, that will happen. With Cleon’s magical power, he will be able to open the dimensional door in addition to the current Mjolnir.”
Amelia clenched her fists and bit her lower lip.
Is Cassius really plotting something like that?
No, earlier he said that fighting Cleon was the final stage of the plan.
I didn’t want to think that the final plan was just for Cassius and Amelia to return to their original world.
The Cassius he knew was much more intelligent and had a heart for people.
Even if it’s a bit erratic, I believe that it was an existence with instinctive ‘goodness’ that made people trust themselves.
I couldn’t see Cassius’ expression properly wearing the mask, but there was no doubt that he was smiling underneath.
Is that a smile about Edin being able to get a little closer to the results he wants by believing in his words?
Or is it just a smile about Edin and Cleon fighting as planned and being able to open the dimensional door by sacrificing one of them?
“You guys are thinking of using me as a tool too.”
Cassius did not respond to Edin’s words his.
“Just because I don’t know all of your intentions, I won’t let things happen the way you want them to. I’m sure you haven’t forgotten. You were able to exist in this world because of your contract with me. You guys who have been in this realm for a long time are already different from my slaves. It is an existence without a bar.”
As Edin’s hand his moved as if grasping something, Cassius felt a tightness in his throat.
As if caught by an invisible hand, his body slightly floated into the air.
“Kuhh…!”
Within his own realm his, a realm ruler can at any time control beings belonging to his realm at will.
Cassius originally did not exist in this realm, but as he lived in this realm for a year, he assimilated into the realm, so as far as his body was concerned, Edin could torture him as he wanted.
The reason he hadn’t done that until now was because Cassius had always been a helpful being to him.
And- the next moment. Edin’s crest was engraved on Cassius’ neck his.
“It’s a chain. The chain that binds you and me. You must have intended to use me as a tool to get out of here, but I can’t stand watching the guy who trapped me climb up. If I die, your neck will be slashed with electricity. It will be baked.”
“Well, then he will die…!”
At Amelia’s words, Edin looked at her girl as if she were saying something obvious.
“Yes. I did it because I was hoping for that. If you were a human in my realm, I would have done the same to you. But… There’s something better suited to you.”
When Edin’s hand was released, Cassius stopped struggling in the air and fell to the ground, dropping to one knee.
And seeing him breathing heavily with her hand on her neck her, Amelia supported him.
…If Cassius, who was not feeling well from the beginning, was subjected to such torture, he might really die.
“…Where are we going now?”
“Even if I let you fight as it is, it’s certain that one or the other will do a hand-to-hand! I’m on my way to my workshop, where I have the equipment to make you my fighter.”
Edin’s words made Amelia look nervous and she clenched her fists.
“I will not yield to injustice under any circumstances. …Even if I end up fighting Cleon, I will defeat you in the end.”
“Yes, it is possible to talk like that now. Stand up quickly, you slug!”
Edin moved her hand again and forcibly raised Cassius’ body to her.
Cassius stumbles and looks at Amelia.
The eyes peering through her gaping hole seemed a little weary, but they were still grinning hard.
And, after refusing Amelia’s support, she walks behind Edin with her sloppy posture.
Amelia also looked at Cassius with worried eyes beside him.
“…It’s okay, Amelia. As I said before, it’s almost done. Just wait a bit and you’ll be able to return to the original world-the capital. …No matter what happens to me, as much as you, I’ll send you back to the place where everyone is waiting.”
Cassius said so and walked in front of Amelia.
‘What kind of plan are you making…’
Amelia wanted to trust Cassius a little more.
No, she had to believe it.
Cassius acts as if he wants to be killed by Edin.
He had to be prevented from returning to the original world as a corpse.
001
After Cleon defeated Gulin, Gray continued to open the barrier, defeat the enemies that appeared, and Cleon continued to move forward by designating the direction again.
Meanwhile, Hermes flashed and informed everyone.
[As a result of moving along the route designated by Cleon, I figured out the expected destination for Amelia. This is the Thunder Lord Edin’s workshop on the top floor of this fortress.]
“The Thunderlord’s Workshop…? What the hell are you doing there…”
At Cleon’s words, Freya carefully opened her mouth.
“My mother told me that the Thunder Lord is a warrior, but he’s also a blacksmith and engineer. His workshop is full of hideous weapons designed in his mind. If you fight there, you’ll have to be careful. It’s like entering another fortress within this fortress.”
Hearing Freya’s words, Sif trembled.
“Really, annoying. Edin didn’t show up in person when he invaded our territory, but there were various weapons.”
After hearing Sif’s words, Peruluca also nodded.
By the way, she was in the middle of examining the book of the law while sitting on the hand of the golem Cleon.
“What weapon did you have?”
“Um… First of all, the thing that left a big impression on me was the bomb that caught fire that didn’t go out. Most of our territory was a forest, so it set fire to various buildings.”
Seeing Sif’s words, Freyja bit off her thumb nails as if her heart was disturbed.
The Dark Elves, who were the inhabitants of the forest, and the descendants of Yggdrasil, who could be called the forest itself.
Either way, it was natural to be afraid of fire.
Thinking that it would be best for the two of them not to meet Lila later, Cleon asked Sif to continue the story.
“Yeah. There were several types of cannons that we saw earlier in the warehouse. Among them, there were some that fired potions that melted flesh when touched.”
“…Cruel.”
At Cleon’s words, both Peruluca and Gray nodded their heads with drawn faces.
“It’s the sword that managed to survive…”
“I was… Hiding. To protect Gungnir by the chief’s order.”
Sif spoke with an embarrassing expression, as if it were a shame.
Cleon looked at Sif and shook his head.
“There’s no need to make that face. It’s not embarrassing to hide or run away from someone you can’t win in a fight with.”
“Thank you, Cleon. But I think there was someone more suitable than a new shaman like me. As someone to deal with this Gungnir.”
Saying that, Sif looked at her window.
“…What exactly is that spear?”
Although Cleon was a little concerned about the existence of the spear that was doing strange things according to Sif’s will from earlier.
As long as her chance her came her she was about to ask her out of her.
“This… Is like a wedge in our realm. You can say that the realm spread around this object. The gung-nil was used by the chieftain who was the ruler of the realm… A spear made by processing ‘demon bones’. Hey. You can summon the spirit of determination and possess it, or you can move the orbit as you wish with black magic.”
Hermes answered Sif’s words.
[Demon’s bones. Oreichalchos. A mutant monster that existed in ancient times, it is a gigantic monster that humans, elves, and dwarves could defeat with the combined efforts. I compared it to that cruelty and strength and called it a demon god.]
“Right. That.”
At Hermes’ explanation, Sif nodded.
It was the same answer she had heard from her chieftain her.
“Does the wedge of the realm exist in each realm?”
“Yes. It could be a creature or a tool. Usually, there are many tools. In my world, ‘Gungnir’ is.”
“Well, our world is this ‘Book of the Law’. To be precise, the Mage Tower and the Book of the Law are a pair…”
In response to Sif’s words, Peruluca answered.
Naturally, I turned to Freyja in the gaze of the party.
“…The wedge of our realm is Lord Yggdrasil itself. In the first place, if he is gone, our realm will be demolished and disappeared. The Frost Queen is like that with her staff. In this world, the thunder lord’s The hammer, Mjolnir, would be like that.”
“I know it well!”
At Gray’s words, Freya nodded her head.
“Lord Yggdrasil is the one who first took root in and created this realm of exile. For thousands of years, he was the one who tried to communicate with others whenever they appeared in the realm of exile. …Everyone, everyone. , I thought of Yggdrasil-sama as something to be subdued and cultivated my strength.”
“And the Frost Queen?”
When Gray said something unexpected, Freyja shook her head.
“At that time, I was the king of the frost giants, not the frost queen. But they were the ones who brought the blizzard.
“Ice attribute is double the damage of grass attribute…”
At Gray’s words, Freya nodded her head, but she tilted her head, saying ‘Huh?’.
“…Come to think of it-“
Sif opened her mouth as if she had remembered something.
“What was the wedge in the world of Utgart?”
His world His, a stag beetle, was a world of weak meat, infested with various carnivorous insects.
According to him, there were cases where machines were used by highly intelligent bugs, but that is probably only a small fraction.
“Doesn’t Freya know?”
“Their realm is so brutal, I didn’t want to get too deeply entangled in it. So, I don’t have much knowledge about that realm either…But-“
Freya paused for a while before talking to Cleon.
“I heard that Anansi’s egg exists.”
“…”
When Cleon heard the story, he turned his head.
Anansi would be otherwise.
In the world he was in, he was Arachne and succeeded in reincarnating as a spider god, a spirit god of nature.
And she calls herself West.
Utgart also knew Cleon’s name for her.
That is to say, the egg is-
“Cleon. I’ll learn from you that humans are beings with various tastes.”
Freya may have a huge prejudice against humans because of Cleon.
“Oh, no. That’s…”
“…But, I haven’t seen Utgart carry an egg like that. …Perhaps, Anansi’s egg was destroyed when the realm disappeared.”
“…Is it.”
Cleon nods her head, feeling half regret, half relief at not having to face it.
“But now, Mjolnir has the greatest power. That’s because it absorbed the mana and souls of the five realms. …It’s questionable whether the Thunder Lord can handle that Mjolnir perfectly.”
“You just have to be careful with the hammer called Mjolnir.”
Sif nodded at Cleon’s words her.
“Oh, one more thing.”
And talk as if you remembered something.
“Blue armor.”
“…Blue armor?”
Cleon repeated her words as if she wasn’t sure what she was talking about.
“Yes. Most of the warriors I saw when Edin’s followers attacked our world were mechanical soldiers, but there was one strange guy. A knight-like guy wearing blue armor was more powerful than the other puppets. It was much stronger.”
“…Who was wearing it…”
Sif shook her head in response.
“I don’t know. But, I’m sure you didn’t see it properly.”
“Why?”
At Cleon’s question, Sif looked away as if recalling the past and continued the conversation.
“Because I saw that the armor was an item that consumed a huge amount of mana. If I wore it, in a matter of minutes, whatever was inside would dry up and become a mummy alive?”
“…Is it a defective product?”
“That’s right. It’s an armor, but taking the wearer’s life. Isn’t it strange?”
At Sif’s words, Cleon nodded her head.
“However, the armor was like a ghost, and it slaughtered the people around it at random. Judging from the material it was made of, it looked like scales of something rather than metal.”
As Sif spoke, he remembered the time when the armor had landed on him.
The armor, which held an ax in each hand, fought like a runaway locomotive with red eyes shining.
The slaughter of the wearer’s life was like a nightmare even for Sif.
“…Sif, are you okay?”
Perhaps he unknowingly empathized, Sif nodded his head in amazement when he saw that his Gungnir her was trembling.
“Muh, of course. Now that we’ve finished analyzing the information on the enemy, let’s hurry up. The sooner you go, the less time the Thunder Lord will have to prepare.”
“…Okay.”
Cleon and his party started moving toward the top floor of the fortress once more.
Waiting there, without knowing about the worst.
002
“…This is the workshop of the Thunder Lord…”
Amelia looked at the various weapons scattered around her, and her nervous expression became evident.
All of the armors had intense magic power, and most of the weapons were specialized in destroying life efficiently, even if you didn’t come up with the exact efficacy.
“Most of them are prototypes. But if there’s one thing I’m proud of, it’s this guy.”
Edin starts introducing the same work as proudly without anyone asking.
“That’s enough. …What should I do?”
“…Hmph, cheeky bitch. Okay. I’ll show you.”
Edin snapped her fingers as he said so.
As the ground opened, the armor hidden in the basement storage came up.
“…Blue, armor-“
“Yes. This is an item made of dragon scales.”
Dragon scale. Literally speaking of dragon scales.
Edin has a tradition of dragon hunting.
But there was no talk of how many dragons she had caught.
In other words, the armor in front of him was the dragon that cursed Edin to create lightning.
“Now, put this on.”
“…”
If that happens, he himself will have to fight Cleon under Edin’s orders.
The word no is filling my head and heart.
“…Amelia.”
However, Cassius spoke quietly to Amelia.
When Amelia and Cassius’ eyes meet, and a silent exchange of glances takes place.
Amelia turned her head to see the blue armor in front of her.
Soon, she nodded her head helplessly and stretched out her hand.