Chapter 218

# 218

218. The unsuitable (3)

Belquist fell to the floor.

Then, he closed his hands as if he were holding them.

His entire forearm trembled with so much force.

[Danger!]

[‘Belquist (★★★★)’ begins to be polluted!]

“Ka... Hak...!”

A gasping sound escaped Belquist’s wide open mouth.

Black veins sprouted from the sides of the eyes.

obvious contamination.

‘Not yet.’

It was bound to go through a state of contamination at least once in the middle of carving a higher imprint.

It was important from now on. If you overcome it, you will become the owner of the imprint, and if you can’t overcome it...

Sreung.

I pulled the blade halfway out of the scabbard Belquist gave me.

‘There is reason.’

His face was twisted in pain, but the light was still in his eyes.

thud! thump thump!

Belquist hit the floor with his fist.

As he struck it several times, blood flowed between his clenched fists.

[Danger!]

[The contamination of ‘Belquist (★★★★)’ is getting worse!]

[Be careful, Master! A hero who has fallen into contamination cannot be recovered.]

Ujik.

Along with the sound of skin being torn, black blood vessels sprouted from his body.

Belquist vomited black, thick blood from his mouth.

[So what did I say! Cancel now! I’m not completely over it yet!]

Gugu-Kon hurriedly approached Belquist.

The dove tried to push away the orb that was emitting white light near Belquist.

“...Stop it, Ra.”

Belquist grabbed Gugukon’s wings.

“It’s not over... yet.”

Belquist carried it under the boat as if holding a marble.

Then he muttered in a voice mixed with metal.

“I... I... have to be strong...”

[You madman! I lost my mind. What are you doing!]

The dove looked back at me with ferocious eyes.

On the spot, I continued to stare at Belquist with my sword half drawn.

“Stop it, don’t.”

Belquist looked up at me with reddened eyes.

“I... chose the path. I will take responsibility.”

“It’s not your responsibility to die at will.”

“of course.”

Cool!

Belquist vomited black blood once more.

“Because I decided to die on the battlefield.”

“...”

“So... I won’t die in such an ugly way.”

The sound of Belquist’s clenching echoed throughout the room.

‘Isn’t that what I did from the beginning?’

I remembered Iolka’s precedent.

In terms of efficiency, originally, she shouldn’t have gone to the water dragon subjugation.

However, the guy has teased me several times. let’s fight together

It is the same now.

A gamble of 2% odds.

I listened to my colleague’s fooling around again this time.

Of course, I have no intention of going back now.

If I stop here, Belquist will resent me for the rest of my life.

“...thank you.”

Belquist looked at me and laughed hard.

I sighed deeply.

Now all I could do was wait and see what would happen to him.

Wood deok!

The sound of bones cracking.

The skin was torn, and pure white scales sprouted from the cracks.

Belquist let out a silent scream.

Wooddeuk. White horny horns sprouted from Belquist’s temples.

It was the same as that of Delphine, the official successor of Asinis.

I gave strength to the sword hilt.

Pollution was still going on.

Black blood flowed from the corner of his eyes to his entire body.

The black blood vessels unique to the contaminants were prominent enough to be exposed even to the outside of the skin. The moment those blood vessels eat away at the heart, it will turn into a monster-like state.

‘Not yet.’

The white dragon’s scales and horns are still sprouting.

White scales that shimmered like jewels covered Belquist’s skin.

As if being pushed away by the energy of the white dragon, the black veins were gradually removed.

[Ha, this is so...]

Gugu-Kon let out a breath as if he was stumped.

‘Is it a success?’

It’s strange to do that.

“I don’t feel anything.”

[Asinis is clearly within you. It’s just that I can’t feel it because it’s faint. You don’t have the same aptitude as this guy. Did you think you could fully use that ability?]

Gugukon approached Belquist.

“What’s the point if you can’t write?”

[That’s the case now.]

“Can you overcome it with training?”

[It can’t be like that. No matter how much a human being trains, can he bend his neck 180 degrees? The reason why you can’t handle white dragon blood is similar.]

Belquist furrowed his eyebrows.

“Then...”

[There is a secret technique passed down in the Asinis family. It’s called Kangryongsul. It is a ritual that makes the human body closer to that of a dragon. Asinis successors have been receiving strong dragon magic from generation to generation.]

It was the first time I had heard of it.

But it wasn’t even nonsense. Asinis’ successor, Delphine, did not look like an ordinary human.

[Then tell me on your own. I don’t know!]

Gugukon turned his back.

Then, waddling her fat ass, she slipped through the gap in the slightly open door.

‘Tell me.’

Well, looking back, I know what Belquist needs right now.

“As you can see, you don’t seem to be able to use the imprint in your current state.”

“It seems so. There is no response.”

“Belquist.”

I opened my mouth.

“I’m out of the 1st party for the time being. Don’t participate in the mission. Don’t train, don’t help the newcomers. If you ate something expensive, you’ll have to pay for it. Don’t think about coming back until you use the white dragon blood properly.”

“...”

“As the pigeon said, it seems that you can write the imprint if you receive Asinis’s secret technique.”

Even if that happens, you probably won’t be able to write it completely.

The next thing was Belquist himself. Like I did when I was practicing Black Dragon Blood, I will have to repeat trial and error to get used to the ability. In the process, you will have to go through life and death several times.

Belquist, who had been listening to me quietly, murmured.

“It’s supposed to be stuck in the exploration dungeon. How much time do you have?”

“Not many. Come at least until you go to the 50th floor.”

“I’m going to be tight.”

“of course.”

It is unknown what condition Assinis is in now that the contingent has been annihilated.

It could have been in a state of extinction due to the invasion of the church army. Or, you may not be able to go to the area where Asinis is because you are blocked by the wall of the exploration dungeon.

Even if Assinis was safe and Belquist entered there, it was obvious how they would accept Belquist’s request to hand over the family’s special vision.

But Belquist didn’t say no.

“He said he was curious about how far you could go. This is the minimum condition you must meet to use the imprint.”

“If I’m not there, who will take my place?”

“There are many candidates. Never mind.”

“Right.”

Belquist closed his eyes.

And he said it out loud.

“It’s just... I’m on the same line.”

“On the same ship?”

“It’s not like I can roll the dice either. Just like you and the spearman.”

Belquist muttered while facing upward.

“How far can it go? I was really curious about that too.”

clap.

Belquist, with a scabbard on his belt, stood up.

“I’ll be back in two weeks.”

“Are you leaving right now? Say hello to the other kids?”

“I need something like that.”

“Nerissa will be disappointed.”

Belquist chuckled.

“Puck.”

Belquist left the room without hesitation.

Soon after, the sound of the camp’s door opening was heard.

[Autonomous action is activated!]

[Master hero ‘Belquist (★★★★)’ starts exploring!]

[The dowry is automatically distributed to the hero. 10000G consumed.]

[Tips/ If you want to stop unruly heroes, turn off the ‘autonomous action’ function!]

‘In two weeks.’

It would be better to set the date for climbing the 50th floor around that time.

Before that, I had to wake up to the 49th floor beforehand.

“Move faster! We have to move faster!”

“Do it, I’ll try it!”

The way to the dorm after leaving the private practice room.

Suddenly, a strange voice came from downstairs.

‘...’

The training center also had stairs leading to the lower floors.

I looked down with my feet slightly on the stairs.

“Okay, like that!”

There, five men and women were sweating together in a clearing.

In each hand, there is a weapon for practice. They moved busily and made a big circle.

It was a form practice.

They moved their steps swinging wooden swords as if a monster was in front of them.

It’s late in the morning, but I’m still practicing.

I rarely do group training now.

Each of the 1st party had their own fighting style and went beyond relying on the formation. Physical training, which was done every morning, was also sluggish as the physical ability improved.

‘...Reminds me of the old days.’

If Belquist achieves its goal and returns, the landscape of the training center at that time might be drawn again.

I watched them tumble in the vacant lot, sweating, and didn’t return until morning.