83 Episode 83 "Would You Like To Bring Back The Treasure Of" Kiri No Tani "? Yes No".Txt
'I greet the old bloods and their masters.
The mummified flying dragon said.
It was several meters long. The scales on its body had all fallen off, leaving a layer of warped flesh sticking to its bones. There were no eyeballs, and a red light was glowing in its eye sockets.
It looks like a complete corpse, but its mouth is moving. Is it some kind of undead?
It has a small treasure chest under its belly. The tail is integrated with the cave. When the red light on its face flashes, the air starts to move faintly. That mummy flying dragon might be using its magical power to control the 'fog'.
If it were a game, it would be a dungeon boss. Or maybe it's a guardian of the ruins.
He even called himself a guardian.
Do you understand what people say?
''Hundreds of years of living - because of your existence. Lord Tenryu was able to take on human form as well. It's only natural for one in his entourage to be able to speak human language.
In human form?
"How.
She's all white and platinum blonde with...
They danced with great wings, and were the same color as the sky.
It's the same as "The White Man Who Greets You".
That means that it's the "residual thoughts of the Heavenly Dragon Blanchalka".
We've come this far with momentum alone, but the important thing is yet to come.
We've broken through the Valley of Mist. Thanks to our cheat skills, it was an easy win, but if we were doing it right, we would have been wiped out or returned home disabled.
To begin with, the vision is ineffective, and the five senses are being attacked by distorted companions, and that's the hardest part of the game.
The fact that you cleared it means that if this were a game, you would be told "Well done for overcoming my ordeal" and you would be given an event item or an important flag.
In that case, how do you get around it (・・・・) and just get the information and leave?
'First of all, Cecil, tell me about the 'Ancient (Elder) Elves'
Yes. Mr. Nagi.
The Ancient Elves.
The original beings of the elves.
They are said to be closer to gods and spirits than to humans.
They had strong magical powers and various skills, but their fertility was weak and their populations were small.
They also had a strong sense of responsibility, always worrying about predicting what the future would bring, and working hard to avoid all kinds of misfortune. Specifically, he built ruins and artifacts. He had no time to rest.
Perhaps that was why they spontaneously disappeared earlier than the demon race.
The last individual was identified several hundred years ago.
Furthermore, if there were any ruins or relics in this world, it was best to assume that they were the work of the Demon Race or the 'Ancient Elves'.
The current elves are the evolutionary type of the ancient elves, with increased fertility and vitality instead of weakening their strength.
''So the 'Ancient Elves' were like demigods and demi-humans?''
Rafilia would be surprised to hear you call me that all of a sudden.
Rafilia, she's going rigid. Iris is desperately tugging on my hand, but it's not responding.
I think we should get the information out of here and let's just get it over with.
I looked at the mummy flying dragon.
Because it's a dead body, its expression is not the same. All I could see was a red glow where their eyes were.
The question is whether this information about the flying dragon is correct or not.
''Excuse me for being so abrupt. We are traveling adventurers. We have come for those who have lost their memories.
...... My name is Moribito. I don't remember my name. I'm just an undead man who lives in this land and guards the Heavenly Dragon's treasure.
...... I knew you were the one guarding the event item.
What are you talking about?
"No, no, I'm sorry for stepping into the sacred ground.
''There's a good reason why I opened the Valley of the Mist. Lord Tenryu will be forgiven.
This place is like a cemetery.
What makes you think that?
'The dragon-shaped rock outside was a substitute for a tombstone, for the fog keeps useless things out. If there's a dead flying dragon ...... talking guy there, how can you think of anything but a cemetery? Common sense.
Because that's what a nobleman's cemetery is in this world and in the original world.
Pyramids and tombs.
They leave monuments to the greatness of the dead, but they've also been designed to prevent people from carelessly approaching them. They also used that kind of material for games and so on, so I know a lot about that. By the way, I looked up the materials at the library. I don't know if the dragons in the other world are doing the same thing as in my world or not, though.
I don't understand your common sense, but you are keen. Lord of the Old Blood.
That's a good answer.
"This is the grave site of the Heavenly Dragon Blanchalka. The Ancient Elves and Demons built this cemetery to mourn the death of this great man. I am the guardian of this place. My magic connects me to the valley and allows me to see through the mist. That is the role I have been playing all along.
I knew this guy was the caretaker of the Valley of the Mist.
In the original world, you would forget about the country and the king in a few hundred years, but in this world, there are creatures and magic that have a long life span. That's why the caretaker is still alive.
That's convenient. Magic.
It's been a while since I've felt anything like this. I could see old blood and a man who believes in it. The trust that comes from breaking through the fog. They kissed each other at the entrance of the valley. The ability to quickly distinguish between friends. All of this is the proof of a qualified person.
The red light on the mummy flying dragon's face grew larger. It's looking at us.
This trend is ...... bad.
"Let me tell you about the Heavenly Dragon's Treasure. You've come this far, you have the right to know...
Excuse me. I'm in a bit of a hurry, so let me clear up my partner's mess.
I'll be here until someone who is worthy comes along.
'This 'fog' is deceptive to people. You can get through it if you have faith, right?
Hmm? Well, yes. It's a great place to be. But now that we've talked about me...
'It's all about trusting each other, isn't it? If that's the case, then we need to address the concerns of our friends first, don't we?
That's why I think the treasure is...
'You don't? Will my people's fears be an afterthought? That's too bad. It's too bad. The Tenryu-sama's subordinate who greeted me politely with residual thoughts was a black person who put the troubles of slaves on the back burner.
This is so disappointing! I thought Tenryu-sama was a more kind-hearted person when I came to visit. Well, I'm very disappointed.
Let's go to ........................ and listen.
Okay. Flag evasion successful.
I'll knock the flag off the event item transfer.
I have a feeling that even just the name 'Heavenly Dragon's Treasure' has something to do with the fate of the Demon King and the world.
You just called him an 'Ancient Elf', right?
I grabbed Raphilia's shoulder and brought her forward.
The Mummy Flying Dragon was related to the Heavenly Dragon, and so far she wasn't trying to antagonize us.
The sea dragon Kerkator and the flying dragon I met yesterday were both people I could talk to there.
I may believe what the dragon officials say. Of course, I'll verify the information later.
Am I?
"How.
It's my time at last!
At Mummy Flying Dragon's words, Rafilia gulped and clenched her fists.
''I knew I was a historical figure after all! Speaking of a beautiful girl with mysterious skills and no memory, it's quoted that she has a noble secret.
So don't call yourself a beautiful girl.
'But I'm surprised that I'm an 'ancient elf'! I see. I thought I was so extraordinary. I see. I'm an "Ancient Elf", aren't I? The ancient race's...
'Yes. You would be a replica of them (・・・・・・・), made by the 'Ancient Elves'.
............ Yeah.
Raphilia, who had been getting excited, tensed up.
Me, Cecil, and Iris were all dazzled.
Replica? Oh, my God.
The original Ancient Elves became extinct hundreds of years ago. If there are any left, they must be replicas of what they made.
The Mummy Flying Dragon began to speak.
''The 'Ancient Elves' were weak in fertility and their populations were only decreasing, just as Cecil told me.
When they realized that their numbers had dwindled too much, they created replicas of themselves in order to preserve their knowledge and skills. Unlike the demon race, they were good at creating items and artifacts that used magic power, so they could do just that much if they gathered the knowledge of their race.
And the result was a duplicate that looked exactly like an 'Ancient Elf'. A so-called homunculus.
Their knowledge and abilities were inferior to the original, but instead, ancient knowledge and skills that don't remain today were installed.
There were a few - even the mummy flying dragons don't seem to know the exact number of them, they couldn't have been more than 10.
The 'duplicates' that were created were set to awaken in each era and were hidden in different parts of the world.
Rafilia was one of them.
When the Valley of the Mist was created, the ancient elves were also involved, so perhaps the memories of that time were still there - the mummy flying dragon said that and concluded his story.
''I see, I see that you have a 'skill to attract bad luck' within you.
After hearing a bit about Raphilia's situation, the mummy flying dragon nodded with a flinty head.
''The 'Ancient Elves' were an unnecessarily pessimistic race. They were worried about the fate of the world. They even predicted the appearance of the Demon King. It is a good idea to save the world by drawing misfortune to your own copy......
But I have memories of listening to ...... heroic tales of adventure and protecting something. ......
Raphilia murmured vaguely.
'It's probably just a memory from the time it was made. To instill in you the role of protecting the world.
It was a world-class item that looked bad on a world level.
''Before he died, the Heavenly Dragon left an egg in this valley. After some time, it absorbed the magic of heaven and earth, and ordered me to manage the egg until it was ready to hatch. And now that it was close to hatching, I decided to open up the valley and invite the trustworthy ones in: ......
So you're telling me that you've been entrusted with the sole responsibility of managing this place?
Well.
'Tenryu is a bastard, too.
It's black by any stretch of the imagination to order the protection of eggs for hundreds of years.
No! No. I've always loved to see men love each other and fight each other with suspicion, so I volunteered for this mission.
That's right: ......
I lost my pity.
'Behold: ...... This is 'The Heavenly Dragon's Egg': ......'
Slyly, the body of the mummy flying dragon fell off the treasure box.
The box that he had enclosed opened slowly.
What was inside was a pure white sphere, just about the size of a palm.
It was beautiful.
Its surface glowed faintly, beating.
'Just protect it until it hatches. Your reward is the eggshell. You may use it or sell it, as it is a high quality magical crystal. It would be worth enough to buy you a house.
That said, the mummy flying dragon's head was already sagging and its upside-down head was talking in a gnarled manner.
Even though I'm undead, I'm at my limit.
"When my work is done, I can rest in peace. I shall close this valley and go to sleep forever.
Can I ask you a question?
Anytime.
'First of all, let me tell you, we don't have a 'contract'. We're not bound by this.
Yes. I do not bind you people.
What conditions do the eggs hatch under? After it hatches, will there be a giant celestial dragon?
''Heavenly dragons hatch after absorbing the magic power of heaven and earth. The place where you died is the most compatible. You can leave it in a magical experimental city or a sanctuary.
The length of time to hatch is indefinite. A few weeks to a year. A hatched celestial dragon is at most the size of a human. The life force is so strong that it can survive on its own.
You don't think we're gonna be scared out of our minds?
'A celestial dragon does not attack a human or a demi-human. Don't be silly.
I'm sorry.
'The celestial dragon is fond of humans and is a rusty boy. You can tell from the fact that residual thoughts have spoken to you guys, right?
''One more thing. Is it possible that someone could detect the magic power of the 'Heavenly Dragon's Egg'?
No. If you could do that, the dragon would be dead long ago.
'I see. ...... Cecil. 'Magic Detection'.
I put my hand on Cecil's shoulder in front of me.
Cecil raised his hand, looked at the 'dragon's egg' and shook his head.
''I can vaguely feel the magic power. Even I am 'vaguely'. I don't know if it's from a dragon or not.''
All right. So, one more question for 'Raizika': what happens to you if you give us the treasure?
I will fall asleep at the bottom of the valley. And now that I know that my descendants are still alive, I have no regrets.
Raizika laughed, saying, "It's a bit of a bad habit to be a bit quarrelsome and want to challenge a human right away.
'Lastly, if I may.'
Listen to everything.
Why do you have such faith in me?
From the beginning, I've been wondering.
If this is the graveyard of the Heavenly Dragon and this guy is its guardian, I can understand why he would trust Cecil and the others with the 'old blood'. But this guy is enslaving everyone, and he was also talking to me normally. He answered my questions. I don't know why.
I said that this 'Valley of the Mist' is a place to test your trust in each other. If it's not that kind of person, I wouldn't trust you with a Heavenly Dragon Egg. You have passed it. That's all.
Like the newlyweds who conquered this place in the first place?
As they were in need, they gave him a jewel without telling anyone. They were in need, so they gave him a jewel without telling anyone. It's nice to see something you love. It's the best thing about Love Love Love.
But I'm the one who makes everyone else a slave.
A slave, even if it's consensual anyway.
How do you know?
The Dragon's Blood is clinging tightly to your back, the Ancient Elfleiweiler is clinging to your arm, and the Demon Race will stand in front of you in case I ever come into conflict with you. I hate being a slave to you. Just go ahead and get married.
I've got a soul-signing agreement.
Now, let's suppose the Heavenly Dragon's Egg got into the hands of the royal family, what would you do? What if they hatch the Heavenly Dragon, use it for experiments, and eventually turn it into a weapon? I've heard that there is a mysterious magic in the royal family. You might even be able to turn a newborn Tennyo-sama into an errand boy?
That's weak, when you put it that way. I've been thinking about that possibility too.
The king knows the magic to summon visitors from another world. I've been thinking about it for a while now.
And if that king's relatives get hold of a celestial dragon egg, they'll definitely use it as a test case .......
I'm not sure if it's a good idea to use it as a tool against the demon king or as a weapon like the visitors.
If it causes warfare on this continent, we ...... will have to move to another continent.
"We'll move to another continent.
So that's it.
It's the only thing I can think of.
If Cecil, Rita, Aine, Iris, and Raphilia follow me, I can survive on a continent I don't know.
However, there is a cost. Also, there's the problem of being restless.
I'll lose the house Letitia gave me. And on top of that, there's a bad aftertaste. I have a few people I know on this continent. Me and all the slaves.
Compare that to the risk of sneaking around with a celestial dragon's egg: .......
"........................... ...Huh.
...... I can't help it.
Just carry a little egg around with you and put it near where the celestial dragon died, right? That's all you need to know, right?
In other words, we just carry the eggs. We don't know when they will hatch, and we can't be that responsible.
Besides, Mummy Flying Dragon has given me information about Raphilia. It would be neat to pay off the debt.
''Alright. We'll take the 'Heavenly Dragon's Egg' out of here and put it in a safe place. If that's all you want.
Thank you.
On the ground, the mummy flying dragon nodded.
I picked up a silver-colored egg from the treasure chest. Is there a heavenly dragon's chicks in here?
I'll take it home and hide it underneath the cottage.
"Thanks for the tip, Mummy Flying Dragon Raizikas.
'Here too. Thank you for seeing a familiar face.
Also, it's a 'replica of an ancient elf'. Come here.
Yes?
I want to see your face again.
I don't mind if I look like this.
Raphilia crouched down and put her face close to the mummy flying dragon lying on the ground.
''Are you happy, Lord?''
I was a little nervous earlier, but now I'm happy.
'Right. Then you might as well take this with you.
With that, the mummy flying dragon moved its wings and scraped out something from the side of the treasure chest.
A small crystal ball - a skill crystal.
''One for you and one for your master. It is the price of having the 'Heavenly Dragon's Egg' entrusted to me.
...... I don't think I've ever had anyone so kind to me, other than the Master and his friends?
I should have kept him. I should have kept him. There he is. There he is.
The eyeless head of the mummy flying dragon saw the coffin at the back of the cave.
You mean that ...... replica of the same 'ancient elf' that was here ...... Rafilia.
I've heard that Gabriella-Grace died because her abilities were used by those in power. You should not let that happen to you.
You'll be fine.
Rafilia patted her chest.
'I only want to be friends with my master and all the other slaves.
I've had enough of this. You're all going to get married.
With that, Raizika, the mummy flying dragon, shook her fluttering wings.
The way back was easy.
I'm not sure if it's the effect of the Heavenly Dragon's Egg, but we weren't affected by the Mist of Deception.
It's a straight line like walking on the street, passing through a valley.
Welcome back, Nay-kun. Rita's on a scouting mission.
When we stepped outside, Aine was waiting for us by herself.
The nobleman's soldiers are approaching. We need to meet up with Rita-san and return home in a hurry.
Aine said, sounding a little more flustered than usual.