Chapter 75 – 75. Mandrake Doesn’t Cry (4)

Fucked.

I can only say this one thing.

I literally absorbed the Akashic Records. If you ask me how this happened, of course my sister gave it to me to eat.

No, my sister didn’t know in the first place, and I also didn’t tell her what I had agreed to, so this is also half my fault. I never thought my sister would do something like this here. Even now, as I look at the vast amount of information in the Akashic Records that is filling my head, I clearly realize that I am screwed. And Gawain, who was resting while looking at the shattered Akashic Record sphere, asks what happened.

“How did this happen, Clark?”

“…That’s right-“

And he tells the whole story.

Originally, my older sister had accessed here before. At the same time, as soon as the Akashic records that my sister had manipulated detected my connection, they forcibly forced all the knowledge in them into my head.

And when Solias heard that, he looked at me in shock and said,

“…You just put all the information from the Akashic Records into your head? No, I just crushed that sphere and that ancient relic…”

“Who would it be? It’s my tomboyish older sister.”

And upon hearing those words, Solias narrowed his brows. Considering that she is secretly familiar with ancient knowledge and ancient artifacts and how to make them, wouldn’t she have made most of them? I wanted to ask, but did I really need to?

I’m not really close to her, and of course she’s just a piece of luggage to carry around. There is no reason to become closer than that, and we shouldn’t.

Of course, contrary to my thoughts, Solias was furious, kicking the ground with her foot as she looked at the dented Akashic Record terminal.

“…Oh, my God. Mira – Dawn Bringer!! Does she have no reverence for this ancient heritage?!”

“Is that really what you want from my sister? Really?”

He probably thought this was ‘food’ to give to me and did some preliminary work, but is it his ability to keep this from being discovered all this time? Or maybe it was my sister’s big picture that she just openly destroyed without any time to worry about it.

And if this was meant to be given to me, to be honest, I wouldn’t have wanted that from my sister.

Solias also seemed to have recognized that, cleared his throat once, and agreed.

“…Now that I think about it again, I made a mistake. He’s a crazy person who doesn’t care about anything but you, so that’s what he wants…”

“It’s all good, but if you call my woman crazy one more time, be prepared.”

“…No matter how much I think about it, this is too much. This was a treasure trove of knowledge that I gave to humans. To destroy it, and to put it into just one individual. It’s the first thing I’ve ever made. “To smash it to pieces. It’s too much.”

Pestilence. It’s hard to even say anything about this.

Solias: From her perspective, it was natural for her to be angry because her first work, which she had made a long time ago, was ruined.

Even though it wasn’t my intention, if I were to at least transfer knowledge about this…

“If you made it the first time, you probably know how to make it, right?”

“…Are you trying to make it for me?”

“Of course. It was my deal to hand over these Akashic Records to the Demon King’s army in the first place.”

“Wait a minute! You’re handing it over to the Demon King’s army again?”

“Damn, what did you hear? You said you were going to hand over the Akashic Records.”

“No! Absolutely not! You made it and gave it to me. It would be better to just leave it as is. It could be taken over by monsters.”

“Oh, you can just leave the first work you made, but not the one I make? What kind of idiot is that? You bitch!”

“It’s an item filled with memories that I first made for humans. So it was worth keeping, but there’s nothing more heartbreaking if something you made gets into the hands of monsters!”

…Plague. It’s really varied.

In response to the commotion that occurred here, Gawain also overheard Solias’ conversation with me and asked, “God of creation?” They were looking at each other with expressions on their faces, and at the same time, Solias pointed his finger at Gawain and said.

“You there!! Gawain!!! You just had a blasphemous thought, didn’t you?!”

“How could I do that to a goddess?”

You can do it.

Because he’s a fool who ruined a planet because he didn’t want the humans he loved to be interested in monsters.

Naturally, I am in tears after seeing my first work destroyed, but it has already happened and I search the Akashic Records in my head for information about the Mandrake who does not cry.

Anyway, we need to know something about this mandrake that doesn’t cry, and the special fire. It must be made with the flames of [Muspelheim]. I have to go to Muspelheim…

The original plan was to go to Muspelheim, avoid the fire giants, and use the flames of Muspelheim.

I have to borrow the burning branch, the flame of [Levatain].

…

Mmm.

It is doubtful whether we will be able to get there before then.

“Ugh…Ugh-“

“…It’s so fucking crazy.”

And we see Via becoming increasingly blurred and disappearing.

I know she will soon be destroyed.

Soon, the power of the Elder God she possessed will flow to Solias.

Unless someone comes forward to retrieve it.

And quickly access the Akashic Records in your head. Then I found an article about a mandrake that doesn’t cry and gathered information about it.

And the Mandrake who doesn’t cry.

The first Yeongcho.

I finally found some information about Mandrakes that don’t cry.

And then a commotion is heard from outside.

“Clarke – Dawn Bringer!! I know you’re here. Come out right now you dirty bastard!”

“…”

They are elves.

In addition, I confirmed the existence of an elf who openly called me this, was very angry, and spoke in a very catchy, shitty voice.

I recognized it for sure.

I had just recently discovered the identity of the mandrake that didn’t cry, and I knew what that meant.

Ah…

This is true.

What kind of trick of fate is this? Tsk tsk tsk-

And then you finally came all the way here by chasing me.

I looked at the people around me.

“Hyung, have you fully recovered your stamina?”

“More than that, I don’t have a weapon in my hand right now.”

“Is this okay?”

Magic weapons that I sometimes forge during my travels. And I had already repaired the broken and shattered Holy Sword several times, and of course I had perfectly copied the Holy Sword’s characteristics and the magical effects engraved on it.

Of course, what he took out now was a great sword of enormous size, just like the sword Gawain usually used.

A sword body that is about 1.5m long and 30cm wide. A crude handle consisting of a handle without a pommel. Simple, but the easiest way to make it.

Of course, striking iron is not easy. If you control the temperature just a little bit, metal will break right away, so of course I made it by smashing swords.

These are weapons forged using a blacksmith shop in the space of memories and music boxes during travel, and of course, these were made recently. Of course, there is nothing to say in terms of roughness, but even though it was just made, it was given all the durability, cutting power, center of gravity, and enchantment effects, and even the characteristics of the shattered gillatin were given as is.

And Gawain, who was looking at it, looked at me and said.

“Do you think your skills have improved?”

“It was originally good. It was in a shitty state because it was quickly patched up in the field.”

If it’s a jerk, it’s a jerk. And of course, I repaired all the magic weapons and holy swords that were shattered in the field. The only thing that didn’t have any magic was Elizabeth’s sword.

Purely your own strength and skills.

She was a female leader who broke through enemy lines with the Auror blades and Auror blades she had honed.

– As a prosecutor, you have to fight with your true strength and skills, right? Is not it?

“If you think about it, Elizabeth… She didn’t use any magic weapons at all and only used equipment that didn’t have any magic.”

“You made such a fuss later, so you at least used the defensive equipment properly, right?”

That’s natural. Attacks are becoming more and more severe, and there are many threats, but fighting them with non-magical armor is suicidal. I admit that I am strong enough to not need to use magic weapons, but that is only when my enemies fight fairly.

“You wouldn’t know it if you were fighting fairly, but it would be crazy not to use such equipment on a battlefield filled with all kinds of enemies.”

“…”

Gawain looks towards Tio. Of course, the person who really fucked us all this time was Tio Gransha who was next to us. Naturally, I ask Tio Gransha. Shouldn’t someone in charge come out here again?

“Well, in that sense, Tio Gransha. How are you going to defeat ‘Alicia – Elven Guard’ here?”

“Are you asking my opinion on that?”

“Well, you were the one who fucked Alicia the best here.”

It’s about how you can be fucked in an unexpected way. Naturally, Tio immediately started thinking and she gave a simple answer.

“The fact that that woman is standing in front and shouting like that means she has something she is confident about. Can we guess what that something she is confident about is?”

“However much.”

“First, I am confident that I can kill you. I don’t know what kind of power it is, but I think I can kill you with the power you show. At least with that stupid head, I can never defeat you.”

This is a very harsh review. Naturally, he was criticizing Kanf, who was once his colleague, and of course he immediately gave the second reason.

“The second is that there are quite a lot of them. Naturally, the reason that idiot was sticking his head into my trap all this time was possible because of other heroes, including you. Archers and elementalists who should have been in the rear in the first place are acting crazy by coming forward just because they were provoked. “What kind of country’s strategy is this? And since you’ve been destroying everyone, you probably continued to attack them without learning a lesson.”

Yes, there are a lot of them.

There are definitely a lot of elites guarding their backs in Elven Haim.

“If I may be a bit harsh, Alicia should have been gangbanged by you ogres and other orcs back then.”

“Isn’t that a bit harsh, Clark?”

And Gawain says it’s a bit too harsh, but I don’t know.

“…Is it okay for a brother who knows how much trouble I went through to save that bitch to say something like that?”

If my abilities had been even a little lacking there, Alicia would have been eaten like a dog every time.

Now they are all female corrupted, but at that time, unlike the current Demon King, the demons were not all muscular males, and if you got caught wrong, the only thing left was to be eaten like a real dog and become an asshole.

Even if she was rotten, she was still capable of joining the warrior party, and the stronger the mother body, the stronger the monsters that were born.

For that reason, I had to save it, and you don’t know how much trouble I really went through at that time.

“As an aside, if you fall victim to the same tactic more than three times, you are truly an idiot, Gawain. It would have been more beneficial to your expedition as a whole to just let him die there, as Clark said. Clark would have been very tired, and in fact, your party was the devil. “The reason I was able to come before was because Clark properly kept me in check, destroyed all of my plans, and made sure no one was left alone.”

Gawain also groaned at the words addressed to Gawain and had no choice but to reluctantly agree to them.

It’s all good, but the problem is that it’s too correct.

Yes, it is important to care for and protect your colleagues. Because that would be an article.

But the battlefield was always cruel, and that crazy bitch was a rare asshole who trolled until the end.

“Finally, that bitch is still looking down on you. There must be hidden means, there must be many, and at this level, she can kill you.”

“…Yes, I guess so. I was overflowing with unfounded confidence.”

Why is it like that?

No, from my point of view, it’s probably good. That doesn’t mean he’s an asshole. Of course, just because you brag about increasing your size by drinking water like a spiny pufferfish, it doesn’t mean you’re going to be popular.

Why can’t I just use that good power and ability in that way?

In other words, it meant that the upper echelons of Elvenheim were talented enough to treat even a girl of that level as an idiot, but then shouldn’t she learn better herself?

It’s about how a person with no ability and only strong pride can perish like a dog if he doesn’t even try.

And I ask Nia without needing to send Wizard Eye.

“Nia, what’s the situation outside?”

“…It’s a little dangerous. Some pretty strong things have arrived. Master, in this situation, Bia behind me could get hurt.”

“Solias will figure out how to avoid it.”

“Wait a minute, do I look like such a faithless goddess?”

No, I have no expectations at all. And I don’t really dwell on it. Anyway, I’ll just survive on my own.

And then I ask Nia again.

“What are the numbers?”

“Ten people. Lucy, Anna, me, Gawain, and two people each can stick to and tie up the owner. The rest are small fish. You can kill as many as you want, but they are all wizards. Number of people is 200.”

Wow, bringing 200 wizards with you. The high-ranking ranks of Elven Haim are truly filled with such high-quality personnel. I could see their power, but despite that, I wasn’t afraid.

That’s because the person in charge is Alicia.

Of course, no sane person would leave everything to that bitch and there would be managers.

If you criticize those managers…

It will probably be destroyed very quickly.

“Then it wouldn’t be right to suffer that.”

Hmm.

So what should I do?

Oh, wait.

Then a good idea occurred to me.

“Brother, let’s do that.”

“…That’s it?”

“You know, that.”

“…Oh, wait a minute. You can’t be.”

“Wait a minute, you-“

Only then did Gawain and Tio seem to realize something.

Well, of course.

Tio also got hit because of this.

Who knew a wizard would do that?

“Nia, how long do you think it will take to make a trap?”

“What kind of trap should we use? Isolate the dimension? Or a passage to throw it out of the dimension? Or strangle it with spider webs?”

“Strangle it. It’ll be decapitated the moment it touches your web anyway. So use a booby trap. No one cares about that anyway.”

“…The mortals here are too weak.”

Nia grumbles, but what can you do when the truth is like that? The fabrics made by Nia are definitely soft, but the thread itself is so thin that the neck will be cut off neatly as soon as it is tightened. What can I do?

But because of that, they won’t be able to recognize it properly and will die.

“Tio, how can I get more fucked up here?”

“…Anti-magic field. I will use it, but from what I know, it won’t be able to suppress high-ranking magicians. So, I need information about it…”

“Here.”

And I tell it to Tio. Naturally, I created it by mixing what I knew with the knowledge in the ‘Akashic Records’.

And when I tell him that, his eyes widen and he is surprised.

Of course, because it is so easy to tell.

“Yes, when dealing with wizards, there is only an anti-magic field.”

“Master, what should I do?”

“Um…Well.”

There won’t be anything to do or sleep.

That’s right…

When I’m at the station with Alicia, all the troops become stupid.

So, even though it was obvious, I fell into Tio’s trap.

“Oh, by the way, Alicia, I don’t mind if you kill her, but leave her upper body intact.”

“The reason is?”

“A high-ranking high elf of Elven Haim. The royal family of Elven Haim received the blood of the World Tree.”

And that the world tree is the mandrake that does not cry that I have been looking for, and its descendants also have the same characteristics.

“The Elven Haim royal family is the mandrake that does not cry, and its heart is the core material.”

No matter how old it is, if that blood flows enough, it will become the medicine that can save Elizabeth through reverse arc. That heart is what can save people.

And let me tell you.

“You have to die to be useful. This is so fucking funny.”

Here I was able to discover Alicia’s usefulness for the first time.

But one thing is funny.

“Hey, Solias. But why did you say that, just say they are the high elves of Elvenheim?”

“Do you know that it’s easy to keep a dying life alive? In the first place, that really scary old woman is very strict about that kind of thing. I’m not saying that because I want to either.”

“Restrictions?”

“Even God has a minister who can mercilessly send down death. Be careful of that.”

I see

At least, since you are trying to do this, you should be careful as long as you are trying to save a dying person.

Yes, if there is a being that controls death, they will be watching what I do.

Surely, we will face it.