Chapter 103 – Cultists in the Sewers

“Then what to do with these corpses?”

Meria crouched down and lifted the arm of the gargoyle Copson had killed, she said. Those black arms were like the clutches of a demon that grants wishes.

I saw a monster called a gargoyle for the first time today. I don’t know how much it’s worth. Even if leather was used, two of them became meatballs, and the other one was literally pierced with holes and was in a state of chewing gum.

Sharp claws or demonic wings. And the beak seems to be somewhat useful, but I honestly don’t know if the leather that is damaged by this is worth it.

Damn, I couldn’t think of the aftermath because I was blinded by the battle.
It’s a bitch, bitch.

“Do you guys know how much this is?”

First of all, I decided to ask the kids just in case. I don’t know the exact value. But that doesn’t mean we can’t just leave these corpses unattended. You have to take it once.

“I don’t know.”
“It’s the first time I’ve seen it…”

Copson and Meria shook their heads.

They also don’t know. If the two people who must have lived in a different world since birth were unknown monsters, it would be assumed that they were somewhat rare monsters.

Rare things are usually expensive.

“It’s the first time? Then how do you know it’s a gargoyle?”
“If you look at it, it’s a gargoyle. Look at how it looks.”
“It looks like Black Birdman to me.”
“What the hell is Black Birdman?”
“It’s a nightmare.”

Meria didn’t seem to understand what I was saying.
This may be the difference in values ​​between modern earthlings and natives of another world.

I decided to ask Mr. Merman. As an expert on waterways, he should have known about gargoyles. Wasn’t this the home of his life his?

“Mr. Merman. Do gargoyles live in the waterways?”
“…No, I’m seeing it for the first time too. I’ve never heard of it… I’ll be back soon? There’s so much to see and do… And I’m so afraid . There’s something.”

He was afraid of Mr. Merman, who played hit-and-run every day and took a nap.
He seemed quite frightened by the sudden attack of the bizarre monster.

“You don’t know gargoyles…”

He, too, is said to be unaware of the existence of gargoyles.

Then what the hell is this

Did it flow in with the undead?
Did they come in hand in hand?

This is suspicious in many ways.

If it wasn’t my delusion, somehow I thought that this gargoyle and the behemoth that had escaped earlier might have something to do with it. Indeed, suspicious people are the cause of suspicious things.

Copson, who was watching the frightened Merman, asked.

“Then would you like to go upstairs?”
“No, but I have to finish what I was doing. What if the guild says something later, Mr. Merman. But shouldn’t I go around the 3rd basement floor and go up?”
“…I see. Then let’s do it.”

The body of the gargoyle was first cut into parts that looked intact as much as possible, and then I put them in my sack and Copson’s bag one by one. When the undead’s head and everything else were put together, there was no room for any more to fit in, and it was full.

Heavy

Anyway, I searched in the darkness of the canal again. From now on, the undead he encountered decided to cut off their heads and throw them into the waterway. It’s not like one or two corpses flowed in, so the friends who came to work will clean it up later.

If I had collected this much hair, I would have paid off all my work.

While walking while defeating the undead, he found some stairs. It was a stairway going down.

“Is there a fourth basement floor here?”
“That’s right. It’s usually locked, so there’s no need to check.”
“Lock it? Is it open?”

The gateway to the fourth basement level was half open. Seeing this, Merman froze with his mouth wide open.

“Wait, what the heck…”

That’s suspicious too. When I saw Mr. Merman’s surprised expression, I couldn’t believe that the gate was open.

It seems that some kind of conspiracy is brewing in this waterway.

“Kat. That guy who ran away earlier.”

Cloudy opened her mouth.

“Maybe he went down here?”

At that, we nodded. The behemoth suddenly disappeared and the gargoyle attacked. And even the gateway to the 4th floor underground, which couldn’t be open… As a few puzzles came together, the situation reached a truly suspicious state.

“I-I’ll have to check this. Let’s go down to the 4th floor.”

Only a hard-hearted Merman said so. He’s in charge here, so we’ll follow his advice. I wanted to go down anyway. It’s unsettling, but isn’t it a bit tempting?

— Ttubbuck, thudbeok.
— Ttubbuck, thudbeok.

As we descended the stairs, we heard the sound of our footsteps. Five shadows formed from the flickering flame of the lantern and illuminated the wall.

— Hwareuk.

In the middle, Copson’s lantern lost its light and disappeared. Relying on the light shining on Merman, he took out an oil bottle and dropped it into the lantern. Then the fire broke out again. I could spend a few more hours on it.

We arrived in front of the gateway. The lock on the half-open door was completely shattered. If the door didn’t break open by itself after failing to overcome the wind and waves of the years, it was highly likely that someone had intentionally destroyed the lock.

First of all, I opened the door wide and flipped it, and fixed it using objects rolling around.

The inside was dark.

Meria hesitated and went inside, first retracting her shield her. It was like being swallowed up in the thick darkness. Then Copson, then I. Next, Cloudy and Merman entered.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been here… Maybe that’s why I can’t remember the route… Let’s investigate for a moment and then leave immediately.”

Murman looked around and said. The structure of the 4th basement floor seemed larger than the 1st, 2nd and 3rd floors combined. I’m not sure how the hell this structure came about, but just looking at it reminded me of the Ossuary Palace, the dungeon I went to last time.

“Shh.”

Would I have walked for a while?
Cloudy gave a signal before turning the corner and said in a low whisper.

“I hear footsteps. Turn down the lights. It’s a corner, so you might not be noticed.”
“…”
“…”

We held our breath and covered the lantern with a cloak to suppress the light. He immediately set the sack and bag down on the floor. As I clung to the wall like that, killing people, the sound of footsteps started to get closer. The sound of slowly approaching footsteps, as if walking. After waiting a little longer, I started to hear something muttering.

“SabasSabasArlgulTarban.”
“DodancroBeRitanainaRA.”

It was a language I couldn’t understand.

I wondered if I was the only one who did n’t understand, so I looked at Copson’s eyes his, and he, too, had an expression that he did n’t understand. Who the heck is on the other side of the corner? Somehow I feared that the apocalyptic beast would stand on two legs.

Merman was desperately covering his mouth his to hold his breath.
I also felt the same way. He Just gripped his sword and calmed his mind.

The light around the corner drew closer. The voices are also close. The footsteps sounded as clear as if they were right in front of us.

“SyaSya… DuryubyiNya?”
“So-Dat. KuntaDaruga.”

We were already ready for battle. The other side didn’t seem to notice us yet. Tension soared. Whether it be porridge or rice, if they turn around the corner and reveal themselves, they will collide.

“Too… Dat?”

Finally, the protagonists of the sound turned a corner.

They were dressed in dark robes. And each one was holding a wand studded with wood and a black crystal ball, and one of them was holding a lantern.

They walked in chatting with each other and found us at the corner holding knives and sucking the air.

“—!”
“—!”

Then, as if a cat had seen a cucumber, they were started and dropped the lantern.

ㅡPeruk!

In an instant, their faces were clearly visible through the flames on the floor.

ㅡ Hwareuk!

“Evil glyphs!”

Both of them had familiar tattoos on their faces!

It was the same as the face of the magician who used the flash golem I had seen a while ago. And that pattern was what I had been tired of seeing. Above all, there was no white in their bright eyes… Only black darkness!

These bastards can never be innocent!

They were 100 percent evil teenagers!

“Du, DurT…!”

One of them hurriedly raised his wand and began to mutter something.

ㅡShuaaaaa

In an instant, dark energy gathered in front of the wand. Is it a spell cast? Fuck this!

ㅡPay!

Then Cloudy jumped out and blew his head off. It was a moment of less than 0.1 second. Just before the head, which had rotated about ten times in the air, fell to the ground, we, seasoned adventurers, realized that there would be no solution to the situation other than violence.

“Fuck you!”

Immediately, me, Copson, and Meria, who rushed like an evil demon, attacked the remaining one.

“Gu… Guaaa! DuoSha! DuoSha!!!!”

I pushed him away with a shoulder tackle. I prepared for the shock, but the guy was very light.
The guy who flew and hit the wall started screaming something.

“Shut up!”

I violently snatched the expensive-looking wand and broke his arm. Then a beast-like scream erupted. You don’t have to show mercy. Seeing as he tried to hit us with magic as soon as he saw us, he was definitely not a normal guy.

“Huup!”

Then Copson approached and started kicking him on the head. Meria also raised her shield with both hands and struck him down with all her might.

ㅡPeruk! Fuck!
ㅡBoom! Bang!

“…! …!”

I squeezed his gauntlet with my gauntlet hand and clamped his mouth shut. Then, with the other fist, he threw a random punch into the side of his head.

ㅡPerbuck! Puck puck!
ㅡPerbubububbuck!

Since it was a situation where we had to keep our prayer secret (企圖秘匿), all of us concentrated on assaulting him without saying a word. It was a very clandestine operation. For a smooth conversation, it was necessary to make it into porridge.

It was as ferocious as the violence that pagan believers inflict on living sacrifices.
At the scene of the crazy assault, we just hit daguri relentlessly.

“…Haha!”

Did they pour violence for about 2 minutes?
Breathing rushed out at the violent movement.

“Huh… But what about this bastard?”
“What are you doing… Ha… Is that a guy…?”

Copson breathed out as he spoke, and Meria expressed her doubts as she wiped away sweat. But we couldn’t know. Didn’t you get beaten up as soon as you saw him without even saying hello in the first place? There was no time to know about him.

“Well? Who is it? I lost once.”
“…”

The barely breathing man slowly raised his head. Dark tears of blood were flowing from his dark eyes. He looked as if he wanted to express some resentment about his whole body his being turned into a rag.

“Whoop, whoop…!”

Cloudy, who was watching him, let out a suppressed laugh. She said with a small laugh, holding back a laugh as much as she could.

“Whoa… Why are you going to ask me now after beating me like that?”.

Somehow, the words sounded funny, so I burst out laughing too.
I laughed, and Copson laughed too.

“Kuuuuu…”
Hehe…”
“What? Is everyone laughing?”

This dark-eyed, monstrous person saw us like that and clenched his fists.

Fluffy Jam?

“Then what about this bastard?”

I said as I picked up the two fallen wands. Just looking at it, it’s expensive. After seeing the wand, Meria and Copson’s eyes began to look different. It was the eyes of an adventurer stained with greed.

Hehe, that’s a good deal. Get rid of the corpse, get the head and stuff, and then drag him up to the third floor. I guess this is the home of these sinister guys.”

Copson was right. As he said, I packed my head and wand, and carried my bag and sack at the same time. Meria and Claudy grabbed the dead body and dragged it by the ankles. Copson decided to go and support his fallen friend his.

“Mr. Man, let’s go up quickly.”
“…You guys are so violent.”
“Adventurers are like that.”

We went back the way we came and reached the third floor again. Copson, who struggled up the stairs, threw the guy he had been supporting to the floor.

ㅡ Iron puduk!

The guy who fell from the back of his head grabbed his head.

“Then, let’s try an interrogation… This bastard looks like an evil cultist or a cult who worships evil spirits or demons. Doesn’t it?”
“I can see it. They should all be handed over to the church. Maybe they’ll give you enough compensation?”
“It’s a reward…”

We stretched out our hands on the fallen guy.