Chapter 154 – Kobolds and Catacombs

The hordes of kobolds, somewhat reminiscent of the Chinese Communists, rushed towards us like waves, carrying out man-made tactics.

It was the same in the battlefield just before, and looking at the way the troops were sent this way, it seemed that the size of the kobolds was much bigger than expected.

ㅡ Kyururusarah!!

With the roaring kobold warrior at the head, they were chattering like ferocious rats, and seeing these bug-like babies coming in droves brought back a terrible memory from my childhood.

When I was young, that is to say, when I was a boy, Kim Geun-tae was an innocent rural kid who insects enough to be called an insect liked boy.

After giving up baseball, the only thing left for me was insects. My interest naturally shifted from baseball to insects, so I used to confidently say that I would become an insect doctor when I talked about my future hopes.

Anyway, that’s the story.

Like all boys in those days, I was addicted to some kind of witchcraft, an evil vision of concocting a terrible poison called solitude.

Looking back, it probably seems like a vicious trend that has become a social problem, but anyway, in my childhood when there were no cell phones or anything, there was nothing for kids to do except for antisocial behaviors like this, so I remember that Every successful boy had at least one jar of solitude. .

To put it mildly, loneliness is all kinds of insects and bugs. And it was a classic sorcery in which small animals were beaten into a single barrel, made to fight each other bloody, and only one surviving animal was taken and poisoned with it.

Above all, it is magic performed with insects, which I like. It was so tempting that I couldn’t resist doing it. Immediately, I also decided to embark on the task of manufacturing solitude in order to follow the trend.

However, with the weak information power at the time, it was just a fight between insects and nabal, and if you just drive insects into a barrel, that’s loneliness. It is known that So I decided to find a barrel and collect the insects.

Yes.

In fact, it wasn’t loneliness or anything.
It was just a simple collection of insects.

The word solitude was just a pure childish exaggeration. Anyway, I remember going around the mountains with my friends and collecting all kinds of bugs in a big barrel. It was a lot of fun at the time…

“Oh… No! No no!!!”

I grabbed my head.

The action of the boys with overflowing energy was beyond imagination, and eventually more than half of the large barrels were filled with all kinds of insects. He climbed the mountain with excitement until the sun went down, so in a way it was natural. So, it was time to go back.

At the end of the day, when we were separated from our friends, we argued over who would get the cask, as if our previous friendship had been a lie.

This is how much insects were collected.
It was clear that it would be the ultimate solitude.

It was a barrel that stimulated boys’ desire to stand above their peers… With a sharp gaze, they weighed their friends and their strength, and launched an ambush at the best timing. There is only one winner. Like a battle for solitude, I had to eat all my friends to get the barrel.

“So… Sorry!”

The game with violence, of course, ended with my victory (baseball power), and after beating up all my friends who had been happily collecting insects for the day, I happily went home with the bucket.

I wanted to show this booty to my father. My father was more disgusted with insects than necessary.

He was a bizarre man who couldn’t tell the difference between a rhinoceros beetle and a cockroach.

When I returned home and opened the lid, I was very impressed with the insects wriggling in the hellish fervor. As I said, I love insects. Even seeing such a scene, let alone shock, I felt only joy. Because the boy’s innocence was cruel. Mostly to the point of beating friends.

Well, anyway, since I’m back home, I need to wash up.

While admiring the insects, I went into the bathroom to wash as if possessed. My mother was half mysophobic and she wouldn’t leave me alone when I was covered in dirt. It won’t be too late to appreciate the insects after you’ve washed and relaxed.

“No more… Enough!”

…It was literally a sight like the curse of solitude.

After I finished washing, I realized that I hadn’t closed the lid. The box that was full was empty except for a few already corpses, and I wasn’t too young to know what this meant.

“Get out of my house… Get out of my house!!! Aaaaa!!!”

Caught in a half madness, I thrust my sword at the kobold warrior who was running at the forefront. The sword, which had been extremely hardened over the past hour, cut through his carotid artery in a sharp trajectory.

ㅡKyureus?!

Bubbles of blood gushed out of the Warrior’s neck.

The body of the guy whose vital points were severed at once collapsed. I remember coming home from work and opening the door to my father screaming… Please, please! Please stop hitting me! Father! It was not to curse my father that I created that solitude!!! “You meant to curse me with this solitude!” Cried the father. Even if I denied it, it didn’t work. With just a glance he would have known that I was manufacturing solitude!

“Fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck it! You bastards!!!”

This was not a kobold’s den, but an artificially created underground facility… Reminiscent of the ominous barrels of that time… Such an artificial space… No, the barrels had already lost their function at that time. When the lid is opened! My house itself had become a solitude brewery!

“Sister! A bastard is fucking again!”
“It’s okay. They fight well though.”

Naturally, the ceiling was high, so the kobolds’ tactic of attacking by crawling on walls and ceilings could not be used.

Stepping forward, I skillfully marked the kobold warriors.

In fact, without these brave warriors, walkers pose little threat. I am no longer the old me. I believe in the thick armor covering my body. So bravely I pushed my foot in and stabbed the knife.

ㅡKuuuuu!!!!

Kobolds clad only in their own skins couldn’t stand the irons accompanied by my strength.

Insert, pull out, and wind around the knife while turning your wrist. If you do so, the reflected light of the blade scatters and hot blood pours out. The fire of life is extinguished. The kobolds died in the order they stood in front of me.

“Saints! I will give you a holy blessing!”
“Ohhh! Good!”

Elise, who had just crushed the kobold’s head, cast a spell. Patsutsu, then a divine light emanated from the blade. It was a Holy Enchantment. At the same time, Winia created an arrow of flame and shot it.

ㅡPerong!
ㅡKyusaaaaak

The flying arrow exploded. The soaring flames reminded me of the Buddhist hell. A kobold, engulfed in flames, was embraced by his comrades in a shriek, screaming like an eternally tortured prisoner. A chain of splash damage followed, and a scream was contagious.

Just like me back then!!!
A centipede crawling out of my bedside even at dawn!!!!

I swung my sword in the greatest excitement in that great frenzy!

“Myeongdo Janwolpaa!!!!”

As the light emitted from the sword, the tension was forced to rise to the maximum. Somehow, it feels like the destructive power has been strengthened. Then he cut, pushed the cut off with his feet, and slaughtered the kobolds by cutting and stabbing them again.

ㅡKyursaak!

The Warrior, howling ferociously, waved his hand. He immediately raised his hand and parried the attack with his gauntlet. It doesn’t hurt too much. He Ended up sticking a knife through his throat.

To be honest, even if dozens of them flocked like this, they would not be opponents at all because they lack basic physical skills. After defeating the few kobold warriors, the enemy’s power plummeted in an instant.

On the left, Cloudy was protecting Winia and stacking her corpses her, and on the right, Elise was smashing kobold heads with her mace. It was a truly terrifying sight.

Even Namuna was amazed that she could remain sane even after seeing such a situation. The battle lasted about 30 minutes. After knocking down the last one, I saw dozens of kobolds all lying dead.

None of them run away.
Kobolds in their burrows fight to the death.

“It’s easier than you think.”

I sat down moderately and caught my breath.

“Do you have a bastard knife or something?”
“Hmm? Why?”
“Then take it out.”

He took a dagger out of his pouch. Is there anything I can do with this? When I tried to hand it over to Winia, who brought out her words, she spoke again with a frown on her face.

“With it, you can remove the fangs and nails of kobold warriors. They are more money than you think. They are often used as magic materials.”
“Oh, is it?”

Kobolds were just useless monsters, so I had never heard of them. I immediately got up and grabbed the warrior’s feet and cut off the nails that were like birds of prey… No, just my fingers.

And how well he cut out his fangs by opening his mouth. In the meantime, Elise also carried out her personal work of hers. It is a ritual to cut off the body parts of monsters she has seen many times.

“…Still, don’t let your guard down.”

I said slowly cutting off my fingers.

“It’s because it’s so big here, it’s a real big deal if you meet in a narrow place in isolation. There’s no way to approach them on the walls and ceiling.”
“I’m sure that’s true. Still, do you think you’ll be able to do something if you shut up?”
“Well, our party will suffice.”

In the first place, everything is too high level.

Counting the spoils he had taken, he heaped up his teeth and fingers. She asked Winia about her price and she said not to worry if she could come and sell herself. Certainly, as a wizard, there is nothing better than selling directly.

“Let’s go somewhere else soon.”

Elise hesitated as she pushed the corpses away with her feet and tried to move. She kept glancing at the tombstone and seemed to really regret leaving it behind.

“Why, Elise. Do you want to destroy this?”
“I’m on the verge of going crazy… It would be impossible to destroy it now. But I want to at least destroy that evil design.”

An evil pattern was drawn on the top of the tombstone, about 2.5 meters high. Even if you can’t break it, wouldn’t it be possible to damage it? It seemed that he could overcome his strange obsession with destruction.

“Then… I’ll help you!”
“Any help?”
“Yes! Come on! Come on, get on my shoulder!”

Elise’s short stature made her reach beyond her reach her. So I decided to give her a ride on her wooden horse her. Do you know that it is a tour of Seoul?

“Hurry!”

After getting down on one knee and in her most suitable position to mount her wooden horse, she said to Elise. If you ride on top of me, your hand will be able to reach it. And if you hit the mace and drive it, you can damage the pattern.

“What are you bastards doing?”

Winia narrowed her eyes.

“As you can see, I intend to give Elise a ride on her wooden horse.”
“…I haven’t tried it either?”
“If you want to ride, I’ll let you ride next time. More than that, Elise. Come on.”
“Okay. Then I will help you without hesitation.”

Elise, who came rushing over, got on top of my neck. I will omit the description of the process of walking her skirt her. She was like that, she stood in front of the tombstone.

“…Then let’s begin.”

An incantation sounded above her head. This time Elise, placing her buff on her own mace, struck her tombstone with all her might.

ㅡQuaang!

But the tombstone didn’t even budge.

“How is it? Do you think it will work?”
“I’ll try a little more.”

ㅡQuaang!
ㅡQuaang!

The morning star, imbued with divine light, continuously hit the tombstone’s pattern. It would have been nice to have something like a hammer or chisel. Elise, who had been doing that for a long time, stopped her.

“Are you making any progress?”
“…There are a few scratches. I think it’s impossible. Can you put it down now?”
“Sorry.”

Then she lowered Elise from her wooden horse. Cloudy, who was watching us, came and said.

“Kat. Wouldn’t it have been better to just pile up the corpses and make the stairs?”
“Oh, I see.”
“He’s a bastard asshole.”

That was an appropriate point. Well, it doesn’t look good anyway. I’m satisfied with just being able to feel the touch of Elise’s thigh her with my ears. Now that we’re done, let’s move on to the next room.

“There was a way. Let’s try it.”

…You haven’t given up yet.

I helped Elise move the body of her. Winia squatted, her hands resting on her chin and looked at us with a bored expression, while Cloudy played kicking the kobolds in the head of her.

When the body was moved, thick blood flowed out. Then they piled the bodies in front of the tombstone. When I piled it up, the blood that flowed down was enough to form a puddle.

Finally, the stairs made of corpses were completed.
Something stinky.

“Then let’s go up.”

Elise, who spoke with a flushed expression, seemed to be very excited, and stepped on the steps of her corpse and climbed up. And—-wow! He swung her arm hard and drove her mace into the pattern.

ㅡQuaang!

OK.

ㅡKurrrrrr!!

“Uh, huh?!”

At that moment, I felt a tremendous vibration and the pattern started to glow!

“Aaaaagh!”

With an amazing feeling of floating, I realized that my body was falling.

The floor is off.