Chapter 461 – Hangars and Sharks

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When he hears a clanking sound, the door lock is released right in front of Artis’ eyes.

And, at the same time, the lock pick she was holding broke as if it had reached its limit.

“It was close, okay. I opened it.”

Looking at Attis, who patted her hand as she said that, her assistants let out a sigh of relief.

That would be too.

When the assistants, Laila, and Amelia’s gazes were directed at Attis’ feet her.

She couldn’t fulfill her calling her, and her life was over her, and broken lockpicks were rolling around her feet her.

Now, what she had in her hands was her final lockpick her, and if she failed with that, she would have to consider breaking down her door next time.

“Why are all the faces like that?”

“No. Since you asked for a lock pick so confidently, I knew you were good at that kind of thing.”

“Haha. That can’t be. I’m an archaeologist, not a thief.”

Seeing her react as if she was saying something for granted, Laila’s head hurts, but for now, thanks for opening the door, she massages her leg her, which has been getting sore from waiting for a long time, and sits in her seat her. It happens.

“Now. Then, we can finally enter the hangar. I wonder if there really is an airship inside. I’m thrilled.”

Saying that, she finally put her hand on the unlocked doorknob, and when she gave it some force, it simply turned and the door opened after thousands of years.

Actually, Artis who opened the door looked happy to the end, but when the rest of us looked at the scenery from the gap with nervous faces-

“Ahh!!!”

And suddenly Artis screamed and threw the door wide open.

“What, what!?”

“Is this a trap?!”

As Lyla and Amelia run towards Artis, Artis looks back at the two and talks.

“No. I just think everyone is nervous.”

“Would you like to die!?”

When Lila raises her voice in anger at the absurd answer, Amelia can’t help but sigh once more.

“Now. Come inside and see what’s there.”

Saying so, Artis guided the party inside.

Lyla also quells her anger, but when she enters, she clearly feels the presence of ‘it’ within the dark hangar.

“This-“

“Hey! There’s a button here! Can I press it!?”

At that time, Lila heard Innis speak, who had been quiet, and hurriedly turned her head.

But Artis was talking to Innis.

“Ah. Probably, that’s the light button in this room.”

“Hold on!”

Before Layla could say anything, when Artis gave permission, Innis pressed the button.

The electricity stored in the facility that had been dormant for a long time was once again flowing through the wires, like blood flowing through the veins.

Several huge lights were turned on, creating a bright light in front of the group’s eyes.

Being in a dark place, it was an emotional light that was a bit painful for eyes that were accustomed to the darkness.

Soon, the party catches their breath as they see the scene unfolding before their eyes.

And the first to speak was Layla, her eyes wide open, right next to Artis.

“… It’s an airship…!”

As she said, full of surprise when her expectations her came true.

In front of the group – in the center of the hangar, there was an airship.

How long ago it was made, it was something that I couldn’t even guess from the outside.

The wings on both sides and the windows were covered with dust, so you couldn’t see inside.

It was doubtful whether it was even moving.

“…This is the airship of the primitive world…”

Amelia too, nervous about her century’s great discovery of her, looked at the whole picture, but after that, she could n’t help but tilt her head.

“Oh. But…”

“Yeah… What should I say-“

Layla, too, knew what Amelia was about to say, crossed her arms and looked at it-

“Wow! Cute! Smaller than I thought!”

Hearing Innis say ‘Ahaha’ with a laugh, it was her nod to her.

As she said, the size of the airship in front of her was quite small compared to what she had seen in her records her-even compared to the airships that could be built with current technology.

Even if there are people on board, is the limit of about 5 people including the pilot seat?

“Well. There could be such an airship. But it doesn’t seem to have any weapons attached to it. I guess it was for simple movement?”

Artis looks at it with a cigarette in his mouth and the corners of his mouth his raised.

The weapon is not running. At this story, Amelia involuntarily let out a sigh of relief.

At least, it meant that military use was impossible.

A beautiful body stretched out in a curved shape, and the wings necessary to support such a body and soar into the sky.

What power source is used, and whether it can fly properly even now.

Everything was unknown, but it didn’t feel too threatening if it wasn’t for its size.

I heard cheers from the crew members behind me.

For them, this discovery alone represents years of research, regardless of the size of the airship, small or large.

Of course I couldn’t help but like it.

Lila also nods her head at the not bad result.

“Why are you making a face that looks like it’s over here?”

However, Artis looked back at the party halfway through the cigarette she had in her mouth her.

“The airship is always at the entrance. Look over there.”

When she pointed her hand to her, she could see another passage leading from her hangar to her.

“Looking at the location on the ground, this place is still a plain. It’s still a bit far from the wilderness we originally investigated. That means… The inside of this facility is that wide.”

That is, the fact that many of the new toys are still asleep, the assistants cheer once more.

“Let’s investigate this airship later! First of all, how much bigger this facility is and what else it has. Find out about that first!”

“Right! Maybe, there might be other airships out there… Ah~! It might be a good idea to set up a makeshift headquarters in this hangar!”

“Eh, first of all sketches! Then collect samples! If all the results here are turned into papers, the budget is gone!”

When the younger assistants talk that way, Artis raises her hand as if to calm her down.

“I can’t help but feel excited. Calm down, young friends. We’re archaeologists, not graves.”

“No, enough already, you sound like a grave robber.”

When Layla tackles Artis, Artis lightly ignores him and smiles.

“What we need to find… Is the connection with the facilities in the ‘Saryong Mountains’ that will be inside. Everyone, you remember, right?”

“No, of course, Professor.”

Artis nods at the assistants’ reply, but Layla raises her hand and speaks to Artis.

“Wait. This is the first time I’ve heard of it.”

“Ah- that’s because you never said that?”

“You mean…”

When Lyla talks as if her head her hurts, Artis replies.

“It’s a well-known fact that the closer you are to the ruins of the primordial world, the stronger the connection. If you find something related to the Sarong Mountains in this, I thought that permission would be given to research and investigate the place legally.”

“…Is it an extension of your father-related affairs?”

“I don’t bring my personal feelings to my work… I’d like to say, but it’s hard to say that I don’t have it at all. But Layla, putting aside the thing about my father, I don’t ‘t think I want to know what the giant machine in the Dead Dragon Mountains is. Listen?”

When Artis asks such a question, Layla responds with excitement, crossing her arms to her.

“Not really. I’m a mage, not an archaeologist.”

The words Artis always uses to escape, when Layla uses it, Artis bursts into laughter.

“Anyway. We have to keep going inside. This airship is far too small for what we’re looking for.”

“Then… It will be quite a long search.”

At Amelia’s murmur her, Attis nodded her head as well.

“So. First of all, let’s not be exhausted by overflowing with enthusiasm, gentlemen. I’m looking forward to it.”

At Artis’ command, the assistants said, ‘Yes! ‘Professor!’ He replies like a soldier.

Her strangely high loyalty her to her her may have been due to her respect her for Artis as one of her scholars her-

Maybe, she might be a human being with a knack for dealing with people, Lila thought.

001

In order to pierce the flying demon’s wings, arrows shot from the ground cut through the air.

She should be Sasha, who boasts her white-haired shooting skills, but even the arrow, which she was convinced to ‘hit’using the power of the imprint that caught fire in her eyes her, broke into a cold sweat as she watched the Bhopal Rabbit pass by. It was

“Why…!”

[Calm down, Sasha. That guy has a strange current around her body. Perhaps, that is what breaks the trajectory of your arrow.]

When Ruben says that in Sasha’s interior her, Sasha bites her lower lip.

Laplace’s biological weapon, the Bhopal Rabbit, which had sprouted wings, flew over the site of the ruins with his party using high-speed flight using its wings.

He continuously shoots magic bullets of black magic created from his hands his, forcing Cleon and his party to engage in defensive battles.

Just as Sasha’s arrow misses, Cleon’s sword, which has risen into the sky, also brushes past the Bhopal Rabbit.

Obviously, he must have attacked from behind – from a blind spot.

But how is this guy able to dodge the attack?

“I wonder if you have eyes on the back…!”

“Your face is Cleon! If so, I’ll let you know!”

Hearing Cleon’s murmur, the Bhopal Rabbit twirled and turned around.

If you brushed the thick hair between the wings on your back with your hand, there really was something like an eyeball hanging there.

“Ahahaha!! That’s the correct answer!”

The Bhopal Rabbit spins on the spot while smiling like it’s teasing Cleon.

“Unfortunately. It’s a pity, but the analysis of your fighting ability has already been completed! Your swordsmanship and that girl’s marksmanship. Both are excellent, but it’s strange that you’re right after learning.”

While talking like that, Laplace evaded all of the attacks from the two of them, and laughed as if his stomach hurt.

And, when blue spears rush toward him—

Poof, and even that was avoided due to the difference in the paper charter.

“Of course. The same goes for you. Who do you think ‘installed’ your abilities, your skills?”

“Kuh…”

Laplace laughed as he looked at Kshat, who had thrown a bloody spear at him from the ground.

“I see. Then your ability is because we confirmed each of our fighting methods.”

“Yeah! That’s how you understand it. You’re obviously smart.”

The next moment, Cleon returns Caliburn to his waistband, and immediately swings his fist at the Bhopal Rabbit.

“Well!?”

Laplace crosses his arms to block Cleon’s fists while feeling a bit embarrassed by Cleon’s sudden change in fighting style.

When the round kick that followed immediately hit Bhopal Rabbit’s waist, it hit him, and a shock as if a bone in his body his was bending and breaking somewhere hit his body his.

Laplace quickly distanced himself from Cleon, complaining that it was a shame because his body felt no pain.

“Haha… Wasn’t that a magic swordsman?”

“It’s a trade secret.”

The magic power of both hands clenched in Cleon’s fists protects his hands like gauntlets.

That stance was a fusion of Demis’s martial art from the East in his own style, and it was a reproduction of what he was looking at over his shoulder.

The information drawn from the imprint connected to Riomes makes his martial arts more pure and high-level.

“No way, I thought he would even use martial arts. This is unexpected.”

“It’s not just me.”

The moment Cleon answered like that, a scorching flame that roared, ‘Ring…!’, Was felt on Laplace’s back his.

“No!?”

“Eat the unholy darkness, Galatine!”

With a cry, the flame-winged girl’s blazing greatsword cut off one of Laplace’s wings his.

Responding to the black magic that filled his body his, the holy sword’s flame healed the wound so that the severed parts could not regenerate, and he immediately turned the severed wings to ashes.

“Another holy sword!?”

Laplace’s startedled voice.

However, since one wing is missing, his body loses the ability to fly and falls to the ground at the same time as the surprise.

‘Kuk. This is really unexpected…! The girl who seemed to have nothing was contracting with the holy sword!’

As a regressor, encountering another holy sword-relic might be something to be happy about, but if the tip was toward him, it was a matter of life and death, so he couldn’t just be happy.

In his eyes his, he saw the figure of Kshat rushing in with a spear to chase him as he fell to the ground.

“Laplace!”

Unable to control his stance his, Laplace surrenders to gravity and falls.

Naturally, everyone there thought that Kshat’s blow would pierce his body.

“Oops! You can’t beat me!”

After Laplace said that, he flapped one wing to bend the trajectory and evade Kshat’s spear.

However, Kshat wasn’t the only one looking for an opportunity on the ground.

“GRRR…!”

At the same time as hearing what sounded like a low animal cry, a silver flash pierced through his body as if tearing it apart.

“Well…!?”

Laplace himself had no bodily sensations, so it took some time to figure out what had happened.

After a while, he sees that there are several cuts on the surface of the body, and he falls to the ground.

Not only things like wings, tails and horns were scattered on the ground, but one leg and one arm could be seen flying in the distance.

When his not-yet-dead, moving head he raises his gaze, there is Sasha-her beastly size her is larger than before, holding daggers in both her hands-

I saw him looking down at me with cold eyes.

“This is surprising… All the data I’ve collected has been useless.”

As Laplace muttered, he frowned as if indignant at not being able to control Bhopalabbit Mark Two’s body any longer.

“You guys. Why do you remain as such an adventurer party? With that skill, if you belong to an army somewhere, you will surely be able to sit in a high position.”

Cleon landed on the ground while listening to Laplace’s question, and pulled out Caliburn once more.

“I bet you know, ‘Adam.’

At Cleon’s words, Laplace kept his mouth shut for a while, then giggled.

“Ah, of course you know. And you, the father of all things, are an existence that can never tolerate each other. And that it will adversely affect our relationship as well.”

“Then, the story ends here. I think everything has been explained.”

Saying so, if Cleon stabbed Caliburn through his head.

With his sword penetrating the chin in a straight line from the top of his head his, the Bhopal Rabbit’s body stopped.

And, when the body of the Bhopal Rabbit is about to melt in its place.

[Ah. My Mark Tuga… You guys are amazing. To get rid of the masterpieces of my life so easily one after another.]

Clearly, a voice pierced the party’s ears directly from somewhere other than the Bhopal Rabbit, whose life activities had stopped.

“Kuh…”

If the people there stumble at the unpleasant voice that sounds like it’s coming from inside…

[But I’m so glad Kshat is here. Because she is fundamentally the same as ‘Bhopal Rabbit’.]

“Kshat!”

The next moment, when Fleur’s cry is heard, a blue pattern appears on Kshat’s body hers – just like before.

“Ughhhhh… Ahh…!! Get out of me…! Laplace!!”

“Kshat…!?”

When Cleon looks surprised at her change her and tries to calm her down.

In the next moment, the muscles of her whole body her swelled up one step, and her height her, which was slightly shorter than Cleon’s, grew to nearly 1.5 times.

Her face her, which was both dignified and beautiful, became a distorted, vicious face with veins protruding from all over her chin her.

Her short hair extends to her waist her.

“…As expected, she…!”

Cleon turned from her reaction to her hearing Laplace’s name her, from the fact that Laplace had asked her to call him her father her, to a certainty that he had expected her, and turned her body toward Kshat with her weapon. I had no choice but to aim for it.

“Uh, what happened!? Mr. Kshat…!”

“Laplace is forcibly trying to control her body her. The patterns on her body his are probably engraved to amplify her power his…!”

Laplace’s voice echoed at Cleon’s words in her.

[That’s right, Cleon. She’s an artificial shark- no, a megalodon.]

Was that a fact that Fleur knew about?

Fleur was looking at Kshat, who had taken the form of a ferocious fishman, with his gaze fixed.

The face beneath the mask was half worried and half afraid.

[Kshat… It doesn’t matter if I kill everyone except the Cartesian lady.]

“───!!”

And, Kshat roars when he hears Laplace’s voice.

“Sasha, Quon. You have to subdue her without killing her.”

At first glance, Cleon’s words might sound reckless and complain.

“Yes…!”

“Yes!”

Quon and Sasha also wanted to save her from being dominated by her.

And, looking at the numerous arms made of blue liquid that floated around Kshat’s body his.

Cleon was desperately trying to come up with a way for her to stop her.