Chapter 205

My Villains Episode 205

45. Into the Mist (5)

To sum up Kelsenne’s explanation,

the fog that has settled in the forest now flows from a strange space called ‘Dream Mansion’.

And the Dream Mansion is a space created by the flow of ‘fantasy’ through the dimensional passage.

The fantasy realm is a dimension in which dreams are materialized, and is one of the dimensions of evil like the underworld and the salt world.

...that’s kind of embarrassing.

It is an ominous fog made of evil magic that flowed from the evil dimension.

Of course, you can’t get out of it in the usual way.

Well, that’s what I already guessed. Even Ellen, who has the highest understanding of magic among us, can’t feel the magic of another dimension permeating the fog. Under these circumstances, breaking the fog would have been close to impossible.

While I was still organizing my thoughts, Utequai suddenly opened his mouth.

“Do you remember the words of Akanku Karamek?”

“Caramek? Soul Shaman?”

I asked again, scratching my eyebrows.

“What did he say?”

“He saw here with foresight. Crow’s territory.”

“......what?”

Ellen, who had been sitting silently next to her, suddenly raised her head. He had his eyes wide open.

“Yeah, I said that. Crow’s territory... I meant Raven’s Cliff.”

“What did he say?”

“O”

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Ellen closed her eyes and put her hands on her temples.

“The seals of the imperial capital are cracked, and the apostle of death roams the land, and the land of the crows is tinged with nightmares. Gods are indifferent, Elyos are arrogant, fairies are indecisive. If even the spirit realm is not drawn in, the present world will be swallowed up by the evil dimension.”

At his words, I opened my mouth wide.

“...remember all that? Is it a recorder?”

“What else is a tape recorder? And I’m a magician There’s no way you wouldn’t remember such a significant prophecy.”

Ellen narrowed her brows and continued.

“Come to think of it, the mention of ‘the apostle of death walking the earth’ must have predicted the appearance of Luke, the ‘king of death’.”

Mmm.” I scratched my eyebrows and shrugged.

“Well, let’s put off talking about Karamek’s prophecy for later. That’s not what’s urgent right now.”

Utequai and Ellen nodded, and I looked down at Kelsene again.

“...so the bottom line is that if you kill the ruler of the dream realm, this fog will break, right? Is that the only solution?”

“Yeah, to be precise.”

The vampire, in the form of an alluring woman, deliberately lowered her voice and continued.

“If you defeat the owner, you will occupy the dream land.”

“Do you occupy the territory?”

“yes. If you become the new owner of the territory like that, of course you won’t be affected by this fog. No, not quite like that.”

Kelsenne moistened her parched lips and her eyes glistened sinisterly.

“In the dream land, the owner is like a god.”

be like a god It feels like the devil’s temptation.

“You can have anything you want, you can create it, you can destroy it. It completely controls not only the Fog, but also the entire Dream Territory. like a god.”

She seemed to muffle her voice, but to no avail. Because the tavern was pretty quiet.

The mercenaries and merchants overheard Kelsenne’s tempting whispers and started whispering among themselves.

“.... .what the.”

In a situation where he lost his way and lost seven of his comrades, he listened to the absurd words of a ‘god-like being’. What is human greed?

I smiled and pulled out a long dagger from my waist. When the large, silver-gray blade appeared, Kelsenne immediately fell into contemplation.

“Po Phoenix? Why is that-”

“Uh well. Somehow, I feel a little dirty because I have the feeling that you are doing some tricks.”

“yes yes? No, that’s why I’m playing dog tricks

. ”

Poo-wook.

A blade the size of a palm sliced through the soft skin and pierced the floor, causing smoke to rise.

Kell Senne bent back and screamed at the intense pain that split her flesh.

“Kiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-! Black ahhh”

Following the horrible scream, Mibu rolled her eyes and began to pant, her hands trembling. It was very sad to see him not being able to touch the dagger despite the tremendous pain.

“Oh, it hurts, I think I’m going to die

. Each one of them, who had fluttered their imaginations, shut their mouths in agreement with the sight that Kelsene and I presented.

“I was just giving a *hmm* explanation, so I didn’t mean anything *very* bad.”

“Oh yeah? The way you speak seems to be tempting, am I mistaken?”

Kelsenne, who was about to nod quickly, swallowed her breath as if she saw the smile on my face.

“No no. I let myself be misunderstood.”

“...yes?”

“...there is nothing difficult about it. Could it be that the owner of the place is a dark knight?”

“Uh, though,”

said Steedman, taking a quick glance around him. Me, Utequai, Ellen Bunch, Heila, and other mercenaries shone in the auburn eyes in turn.

“So, isn’t it just one guy?”

I can guess what the guy is thinking. It must be something like what is there to be afraid of when our group is enough to easily eat a fairly decent territory.

“...You don’t know what a dark knight is, do you?”

“What is it? It seems that some minstrel Nabraengi told me the story of the Dark Knight. I don’t remember very well.”

“Ugh.”

As I let out a sigh of frustration, Ellen spoke with a thoughtful expression.

“There is hardly any story about the dark knight, so it’s hard to guess what kind of monster it is. However, since there is a record that a dark knight erased a prosperous city alone in the days of the ancient empire...

After hesitating, the guy slowly opened his mouth.

“Maybe it’s a monster on the same level as the ‘creeping dragon’.”

“A creeping dragon? Ha-”

I was about to snort at Ellen’s guess. Utequai hardened his lips and sighed.

“Mmm! If the ki is as powerful as a dragon, it becomes a very dangerous battle.”

The monster ‘creeping dragon’ encountered in South Harbor made me and Ellen Utequai’s three-person room famous throughout the kingdom.

The mercenaries and merchants gathered at the tavern also knew this, so they all showed curious faces.

“Was that creeping dragon that strong?”

When Steedman asked, Utequai nodded.

“right. If you raise your body, the sea shakes, and if you open your mouth, a high watchtower swallows it. It quickly caught and ate a sea giant the size of a sailboat.”

It was very rare for Utequai to tell the story of his heroism, so the mercenaries listened with their eyes shining.

“The dark red scales are harder than steel and more vicious than any beast on earth. Without the help of Prince Ulkar and his knights, we would perish.”

“Oh oh.”

While the story went in an odd direction, I pounded my heart in frustration.

Comparing the Dark Knight to an Underlord or something? Do you think that 3 knights are 3X signs for nothing?

I’ve never actually tested it, but if you fight the dark knight, the underground lord won’t last even 5 seconds and will turn into a piece of meat. This means that the difference between the two levels is huge.

Even so, the proper level to attack the underground lord in the game was only around 40.

On the other hand, what about the dark knight?

It’s worth sticking around if you’re at least in your mid-50s. Of course, by my standards as a deceased person.

“......under.”

To be honest, I already had some idea of how to overcome this fog.

Isn’t it a cliché from all kinds of games to break the inner core if you can’t get out when you’re trapped in a mysterious barrier or a cursed maze?

Even though I knew this clearly, I tried to run away because I knew that our party would not be an opponent of the Dark Knight.

Heila stared at me as I sighed in succession. She blinked slowly, crossed her long eyelashes a few times, and opened her mouth.

“Let’s go to Raven’s Cliff.”

“what?”

“There is only one way anyway.”

I wiped my face with a frustrated sigh and shook my head.

“If the only way is to commit suicide as a group, it’s better to just wander like this for the rest of your life.”

“The owner of the territory may not be a dark knight.”

“It could be the Dark Knight. You don’t know that.”

“trunnion.”

Heila persuaded me in a calm tone.

“If the owner of the territory is a dark knight, it is only a matter of time before he dies.”

“According to Kelsenne, in the Dream Land, the owner is like a god.”

“...okay. however?”

“If the dream land continues to grow and encroach on this forest, we will have to face the dark knight anyway. With the dark knight who completely controls the dream territory.”

...I’m out of breath.

Even the dark knight is scary enough, but fighting in a dimension where he dominates...

Heila blinked silently as she watched me wet her dry lips. After giving him enough time, he opened his mouth.

“Whoever rules the dream territory can’t be that easy to rule the quasi-dimension.”

When she suddenly looked around, all the mercenaries were listening to her voice. Even in the midst of that, Heila kept her eyes fixed only on me and continued to speak softly.

“Probably by now you are paying attention to controlling the dimension. Then what shall we do?”

The one-eyed magic swordsman Simos answered her question.

“I must hurry.”

“that’s right.”

Heila nodded, then added a comment.

“Speedy. That is the only answer.”

She closed her mouth for the last time. And as if waiting for my answer, he slowly blinked his eyes.

Others gathered at the tavern also focused their eyes on me, perhaps attracted by Heila’s gaze.

“...groan.”

Facing thirty-one pairs of eyes, I let out a deep sigh and nodded.

“Okay. Let’s move right now.”