Chapter 732 – The Maw DeepL

A corrupted carpenter’s hand protruded from the floor, clasping Yi Shihun and the orb, and then their forms disappeared before his eyes.

“…Your Majesty!!!!”

Riding up on horseback, Diefenbachia pounded the ground where Yi Xihun had disappeared with a contemplative expression.

There was no trace of his favorite emperor in the dust, even though it seemed to emanate dangerous magic power.

“Lung, Your Majesty…. Uh, where are you… Your Majesty?”

He didn’t think anything could go wrong with such a powerful man, but the orb’s display of power was alarming.
Even though it was only a shell, it was powerful enough to overwhelm any former king Diefenbachia had ever met.
If the wings she’d displayed at the end had spread out all the way…. she couldn’t imagine how things would have turned out.

“…….”

Kongdakkongdak.

Her frantically beating heart ached.
Diefenbachia, who was supposed to be the calm commander, blinked her damp eyes and picked at her nose.

“Everything… okay…? Yes, Your Majesty….”

She’s still not used to parting.
The weeping Diphenvakia patted Dajunga on the head.
The dragon-headed helm clinked against her knuckles, making a tinkling sound.

“Don’t worry.”
“…Lord Su Yu?”
“He’s not going to die, he’s been like this a lot.”

A vibe from the chamber.
A woman who’s been abandoned is much better at waiting.

Lord Yuyu’s dignified face as he consoled Diefenbachia was one of trust and faith.

“You mean…often?”
“Yes. I just went to save him.”
“Who? You don’t mean that woman, that nonsense….”

I don’t remember ever meeting her or talking to her, but she’s a traitor.
The idea of saving someone who had betrayed the Empire was incomprehensible to the Diphenvakian mind.

It was one thing to pardon a traitor, but to fall for an enemy’s tricks?
He must have known what would happen if he made such a choice.

“Xie Hun is right. I don’t like that bitch.”

But Sanshou Yu’s blunt words made Diefenbachia look like she’d been hit in the head.

“…….”

The posture of a loyal military dog waiting for his master!
Sanshou Yu took off his helmet, and the auburn hair sticking out from inside rustled.

An expressionless nobleman’s face.
Her white, pale cheeks and the majestic presence of her armor would make many men gasp.
She could have been called a walking angel, but Diefenbachia looked at her with a gaze that was far different from the gaze of any other man.

“We just have to wait.”
“…!”

Infinite trust in the Lord!
Such loving loyalty and dignity could not help but be greatly admired by her fellow servant, Diefenbachia.

The kind of knight he had dreamed of all his life. As if.

“…Guan Yu.”
“??”

The most popular soldier of the Three Kingdoms, unrivaled in loyalty and loyalty. Guan Yu was Shanyu.

Even more than Diefenbachia, Shanyu’s breasts were large and her feminine figure was emphasized.
For a man with a feminine complex, she was the ideal example of an excuse.

‘It’s amazing that someone with this kind of physical condition can still perform the role of a knight so nonchalantly…. She’s amazing.

-Crack.

He’s also likeable.
Even though they had only known each other for a short time, Diefenbakkia felt more than friendly toward Sanshou Yu.

“And before Shi Hun comes, there’s something I need to do.”
“Mu, what is it?”

Without another word, Sanshou Yu turned on her toes and walked toward a spot.
Diefenbachia quickly rose to his feet and led his horse up the hill after Sanshou, and it wasn’t long before they reached the ruins.

A corner of a fortress that had been demolished by the Legion. An old man leaned against the wall, clutching at a fading lifeline, wheezing for breath.

“…Found it.”

The master of the intense magical reaction felt here.
It was the old man who was controlling the power of the orb from afar.

“That man is…. Engaero.”
“Dirty inspiration.”
“…….”

Diefenbachia, too, was a familiar face from long ago.

A schemer and financier who had served the old king for many years.
A sage from a bygone era who had given him advice even when the crown-mad king was drunk with lust and wielding power.
And he burned the last of his life and health to resurrect his former king.

I wonder what the bounty was on his head.
The two men from the next era were unrecognizable, but their blackened, rotting arms and legs were a clear indication of the old man’s misery.

Signs of loyalty, too.
They were just directed at different things.
His eyes, barely open behind drooping eyelids, flicked back and forth between Sanshouyu and Diefenbachia.

“…Not yet. I have not fulfilled my wish.”

The old man’s voice was thick with regret and pride.
The words, cracked and powerless, were too small to reach Suyu and Diefenbachia’s ears.

“What did you do?”
“What do you mean?”
“Sihun. Where did he take her?”

No anger, but a cold stare.
Engaero rolled his unfocused eyes and stared at the solemn place before answering.

“…You mean the kid, kkkkk. I’ll tell you, it’s the lowest place in the world.”

The Maw.
A place found by Angajero, a place no one is allowed to enter.
He pointed to the compost bin where the trees that had been abandoned by the World Tree lived.

“The dimensional gate is closed. I can’t get out, no matter what I do, and there’s no way to save her. Even if her memory returns, she’s…. we’re doomed to become fertilizer together.”

A portal, a maw, a compost bin.
These were words that Sanssouci or Diefenbachia could not even guess at, let alone understand.

But even if she didn’t know the meaning, she could certainly feel the unpleasant emotions that rose up in response to the old man’s tone.

-Hmph.

The sword drawn from Sanshou Yu’s hand stabbed into Engaero’s thigh without hesitation.

-Boom!

Black blood gushed out, causing the old man’s body to flinch.

“Khhh, hhhh…. Your Majesty…Your Majesty…!”

Engahelo’s eyes flashed red and bloodshot.
The old man echoed his lord in a raspy voice.

Even if the plan succeeded, it would mean nothing.
Diphenvakia, who had been listening to him in silence, interrupted him with an angry voice.

“…Why in the world would you do this? The king is dead. I’ve heard enough about you to make scabs grow on my ears…. You are not what you are rumored to be.”

Sage.
What a wise old man.

The second king, Yi Shihun, was the sacrifice that would resurrect the previous king, but he was also the savior who would crush the ruling hierarchy of the World Tree if the plan went awry.
It was the former king who gave him this role.

“Because of your regret, you destroyed both prophecies left by the former king, and you still want to die in peace?”
“…Hmph.”

The old man who was spitting out flowing blood bit his torn lips tightly.

“A prophecy, a prophecy…. Prophecies that may or may not come true? Prophecies were never meant to be.”
“…What?”

Whatever the hell a prophecy is. It doesn’t matter anymore.
He should lead, not listen to anyone else.

“Enough.”

After interrupting Engahelo, Suyou vibrated her magic and wiped the foul blood off the blade.

She lifted her thick, iron-clad foot and slammed it down.
The old man’s bones crunched as his heart was crushed, and he inhaled, momentarily stunned.

“I won’t kill you this easily.”
“…….”
“You’re such an inspiration that I wouldn’t mind cutting off your limbs and feeding them to the pigs.”

The same words that would have stunned Li Shihun if he heard them.
Sanshou Yu’s hardened face was cute as she snorted in amusement as she spat out Diefenbakkia’s frank appreciation.

“I’m going to give it to her mom.”
“…Your mom?”

Shiva? Wiki?
Truth be told, Diphenvakya still doesn’t know Yi Shihun’s lovers and family.
She had been drawn into the war as soon as she arrived, learning tactics in preparation to fight.

Sanshou Yu nodded once. She pointed to the imperial castle with a sharp nose.

The mother she was referring to, of course, was Wiki Mom.
Although she had stepped down from her position as a sage, she had no doubt that Alba would be able to devise a way to rescue Yi Shihun.

Darkness.
The sound of water dripping into a puddle of stagnant water was the only auditory information coming in.

Even when I awoke at dawn after a long night’s sleep, it hadn’t been this dark.
I could see nothing at all.
My senses were constricted, my ears and nose numb.

A bitter taste in my mouth that wouldn’t go away. The wet mud, creepy in texture, smelled of rotting wood.

“…Where am I?

I squeezed my magic power to create a glow. The concentration of magic absorbed through my skin was so high that I was stunned.

Chunks of magic power everywhere.
If gaseous magic stones existed, it was as if they had vaporized magic and scattered it into the air.

-Gleam.

He raised his hand to create a beam of light.
A small, spherical light bulb appeared. The space around him brightened.

What I saw was a honeyed thigh that I could pop into my mouth and lick.
No…. It’s a spilled marble.

“…….”

I turned the light to my face and saw dead eyes.
Sprawled on the ground, thighs spread, waiting for the end of its life.

-Yuck.

As the light penetrated, the orb’s eyes contracted, and it turned to look at me.
The words came out of her mouth, tasteless.

“……is over.”
“What?”
“This place, the compost bin. The end of a…dimension…that no one can escape. Not me, not you. You’re going to die…sooner or later.”

A compost bin.
I don’t know much about this area.

The orbs seem to know this place as well as I do, so I’ll pass it on.
The first thing I do is cast spatial magic to see if I can get out of here.

“I can’t see the coordinates.

If it were that simple, Engahelo wouldn’t have risked his life.

After a few attempts, he gave up.

“Sigh.”
“…Give up.”
“Shut up, bitch, who are you going through all this for?”

I’m doing this to save your life.
Beads, a body without memories, didn’t understand anything.

“Let’s see….”

Waiting for Alba to save me is a waste of time.
I’m sure Wiki Mom will be able to do it,

I realized that I should focus on healing her body rather than the room, so I used my powers to place my hands on her body.

-Boom!

The healing power is doing its job after a long time.
Flesh clings to the outstretched body, and the crusts fall off.

“……?”

The bead’s eyes narrowed in confusion as its body was healed.
Perhaps because it had already fulfilled its purpose, it didn’t immediately rise to kill me.

“Let me think.

I put my hand on her cleaned-up body and stroke her chin.
She didn’t even bother to unbutton her shirt, but sat up and forced her hands to slip in, squeezing her firm breasts.

“??”

The bead stares at his chest, not realizing why he’s being harassed.

-Molcans.
-Malang-malang.

Touching her breasts calms her mind and body.
A woman’s body is the best stabilizer.

As I rubbed my thumb and forefinger together and squeezed the milk out, the insensitive ball turned its head towards me as if looking at a stern man.

“…What.”
“Hold still.”
“…….”

He looks uncomprehending, but he listens.
I guess that’s because he doesn’t see me as much of a threat.

I take a moment to meditate, rubbing my chest with my left hand.
The sunken nipples that don’t swell no matter how much I touch them later.

Just the sight of my white, raw breasts with a bit of threadbare hair is enough to focus my mind.