Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Thud.

The ruin hunter, who Seol assumed was a member of Miras party, died. It was a vain death.

...It looks like the Sulfur Skull Tribe realized that they were being trailed and tried to lose them.

Mael shut the mans eyes with a stiff expression.

Werent there roughly twenty people in Miras group? How could they be defeated so easily?

Who knows what theyve been through

Jamad then stepped in.

Hmm If its the Sulfur Skull Tribe, crushing them wouldnt be difficult at all.

What?

The Sulfur Skull Tribe are belligerent, and, as expected, their individual combat abilities are high as well. You especially cannot underestimate any of its leaders.

Are you saying that they have taken action?

Probably. However, not all of them have likely taken action. I feel bad for saying this about him, but the fact that he was still breathing means that only a small portion of the tribes forces took action.

Seols face grew dark.

Regardless, its definitely not good news that we have fewer allies now.

Seol looked at the corpse once more and fell into thought.

Theyre strong enough to slaughter twenty people I really cant underestimate the Sulfur Skull Tribe.

It was clear that what happened to the corpse could have also happened to everyone in Miras party as well.

In the worst-case scenario, the Sulfur Skull Tribe could have already killed them all.

Are they all dead? Hm

Seol had Mael, Karen, and even Jamad.

However, his opponents were a small army.

The fact that he had to overturn Yognatun with only four people hadnt changed either.

Seol dusted himself off and stood up.

Alright, lets go to Yognatun.

Karen raised her hand.

Yeah, lets not waste any more time. Regardless of the situation now, we can come up with a plan once were at Yognatun!

Its nice that youre so simple.

Im decisive, not simple. I guess a troll like you is too scared though?

Hmph, even the Sulfur Skull Tribe is nothing to me. Whenever I showed up to the Great Tribe Meeting

Argh, stop it! I dont want to hear about your past!

Its not like I necessarily enjoyed hearing you talk about Montra either.

Huh? Thats true. Then lets both be nice to each other and listen to each others stories.

Is this because you cant give up on talking about Montra?

Yup.

- Yup.

- Ill listen to you since I want to talk about myself!

- She cant give up on Montra LOL

- The summons are all such boomers

Seols party continued their trivial conversation while heading to Yognatun.

They had already come too far to head back. Now, they were much closer to Yognatun than to the border.

Fwooosh

[Mael used Shamanic Spell: Gentle Breeze Boost.]

[You are protected from the heat.]

Mael played a huge role in making them feel comfortable despite having entered a volcanic region.

Mael, who did you learn your shamanic spells from?

My only master was these old tomes.

Incredible. I heard it was difficult to achieve results through books since they are filled with metaphors

It becomes easier to understand them if you read them every day. Did you not read such books, Jamad?

Jamad then looked to Yognatun.

There was nothing for me to learn from books. They didnt contain any secret techniques to kill the previous generation, nor did they provide a solution to solve the tribes food shortage.

Whats required of a leader and whats required of a shaman are different, after all. Im sure you also gave up on a lot of other things in that process.

Hahaha Now that I can solely focus on my life as a shaman, perhaps becoming a shadow wasn't necessarily the worst thing.

Karen laughed.

I agree as well! I can eat delicious food whenever I annoy my master and traveling the world is fun.

- Are we really sure that Snowman is the master?

- Snowman = lunch lady

- Are all high-ranking summons like this?

Conversation flowed back and forth between the party until they arrived at their location.

The Yogantun Volcano.

The party was all in awe at the volcanos grandeur.

Its been a while since Ive seen Yognatun.

Were here now, right? Where are the trolls?

Mael looked around.

It seems like theyre gathered around the mouth of the volcano.

Hes probably right. All of their plans revolve around the altar at the crater, after all.

Huh? What do you

Jamads eyes grew wide at Seols question before giving a hearty laugh.

Hahahaha! What an incredible idea. Yeah, I knew you would think of something like that. But it wont be easy.

Precisely. Purga wouldnt mind if the person behind the ceremony changes, but he could be insulted by our lack of offerings and burn us alive.

The offering From what I know, an offering for an old god doesnt necessarily have to be living sacrifices, right?

Yes, thats true. Normally, humans are offered as they are easy to acquire, but treasures and items could be offered as well if its something the old god would like.

Then what about this?

Seol pulled out something from his inventory.

Mael fixed his glasses, inspected the item, and then gave Seol his answer.

If its this Even Purga would fall for this.

After the general direction of their plan was set, they spoke a bit more and after a while, their whole plan was ready.

* * *

Its over, thought Mira.

Did she overestimate her and her party members strength?

Even though the Sulfur Skull Tribe only sent two trolls after them, the two trolls slaughtered her party like wolves massacring a flock of sheep.

Her party was now separated and she was unable to tell who was alive and who was dead.

That monster killed them all.

One of the trolls had a claw-like weapon, and the other troll used a huge axe as his weapon.

The two of them were both extremely skilled.

Mira's party could have had a chance if there was only one of them, but since there were two, and since Mira was the only person in the party who was considerably skilled, it was impossible.

In the end, it resulted in this.

Not to mention the fact that their leader didnt even step in

And still, she failed.

This was hopeless.

Even so, this didnt mean that Mira planned on giving up.

As long as there was a chance for a miracle, Mira planned on walking to the altar despite the dangers to her life.

After all, Kibo was still there, alive.

What should we do, Mira?

Jirmo you can go back.

You plan on killing yourself, arent you? Youre trying to go to the altar, no?

......

Take me with you.

Jirmo.

He was someone who Mira got along with quite well from Kibos faction.

Though her party had been separated, luckily, he was still with her.

The two skirted around the crater for a bit before resolving themselves to approach the altar together.

Methods? Means? Wisdom?

As the two of them had nothing on their side, the only option left for them was a frontal assault.

As the two of them grabbed their weapons and tried to stand up, they felt a presence.

Mira instantly regretted the fact that she didnt throw her handaxe. She initially hadnt because a corner of her heart believed that the presence could have been her party member. But there was a group of trolls.

Y-You bastards!

Mira, no!

Fwoooosh!

Mira charged at the trolls by herself.

Her charge was definitely logical.

Not only were there few of them, nothing about them was exceptional other than their size.

Since she believed that the trolls were simply scouts, she expected to defeat them easily.

Flash!

However, her assumptions were off.

...Huh?

Before she realized it, she was looking at the sky.

She had been defeated by them before she even realized it.

Mira!

Shh Are you trying to kill us all?

...It knows the human language?

The trolls Mira had met so far all only made strange, unintelligible sounds, not actual words. However, the troll in front of her was speaking the human language fluently.

Mira was absolutely clueless. As she was thinking to herself, one of the trolls approached her.

Mira, its been a while.

...Who are you?

The troll who approached her had golden eyes and acted as if he knew her.

Mira had seen those eyes before.

Dont tell me Snowman?

The troll made an awkward expression.

It looked like it was trying to smile.

So we meet again.

He was a strange man, and this was a strange meeting.