Chapter 26: 26 25 Ancient Temple Nebrapolis

twenty-five

A row of Mira and the others down the stairs were proceeding down a dim corridor relying on blue and white swinging lights.

"There's something convenient."

Mira shrugs as she sees a lantern scattering light around her with the hips of the four Emeras. The sphere floating in the center surrounded by metal struts emitted a blue-white glow, spookily illuminating the passage of an ancient temple with no light source.

"I didn't stop by the adventure store because I heard you were ready, but I can't believe you didn't have a lantern"

Emera glances at Mira's brilliant glowing sphere over her head, as she says in dismay. It's a light bulb for lighting created by Mira in intangibles.

"A magician would be able to use the art of lighting. That's not enough."

"That's right, but it's okay to consume mana for lighting, even though you don't know what lies ahead?

Flicka nods at Emera's words, too. I have just entered the dungeon now and there will be numerous fights to come. However, it is an act that cannot be considered as a magician's adventurer, such as consuming mana, or MP, because it can be substituted with lanterns.

The lighting by intangibles needs to be hung back every time it disappears, and the dimness remains because it does not illuminate the entire area. That's why we used to bring Cleos around during Dumblrf. The lights emitted by Cleos, with the power of the Spirit of Light, illuminated the entire area.

Mira thought it would have been easier if she had taken Cleos out staring at the end of the corridor with poor prospects, etc.

"The amount of surgery to this extent is known to be high. There's no problem."

"Yes... what"

Emera doesn't know the class Summoner in detail, so she nods, wondering if it's probably a class correction or something. Even if I tried flickr, Mira's power combined with spotting traces of the spirits I couldn't see, I decided to convince myself that if that was the case in person.

Nothing like fact class correction, but Mira's mana is already full speed. Because they were more focused on magic stats than before, the maximum and healing speed are such that they deviate from the common sense adventurer.

As Emera and the others talked about it, the hallway broke out into a small hallway.

The air that touches the skin begins to get wet, and the unreachable surroundings are silent darkness. While only exhalation, footsteps and rubbing sound of armor repeat themselves, Emera opens the map with an operator's bracelet and continues walking towards the next passage to the square.

It's time for the demon to start appearing.

Go down to the basement, through the first square, and continue down the hallway for a while. At the end of the hallway I saw a space again that looked like a hallway. In the ancient temple, Mira, who remembered that demons would begin to emerge from the second hall, exercised his summons in preparation for the battle.

[Summoning: Holly Knight]

When the appearance position is fixed next to itself, a radiant circle of light illuminates the hallway.

"What this light!?

"What, what's up?

Suddenly, Emera and Asbal, who were leading the way, look back at the lantern and the flash of surgery. And what they saw was a pure white knight appearing out of that light.

"I'm sorry to surprise you. He's not my summoning spirit."

Mira said concisely by tapping around the white knight's waist.

The knight, who suddenly appeared, had a long white shield long enough to cover the length of one body and a long sword shining in silver on the other hand. And the most characteristic is the heavy armor that wraps around your whole body. Pure white enough to shine, the red light swings behind the full face helmet.

"This is the Spirit...?

"You feel so powerful."

Emera and Flicka stare at the breathtaking appearance. It wasn't just the overwhelming sense of intimidation that I felt from its presence, the overwhelming sense of security was also inside that white knight.

"Damn it!

"Is this the summoning technique? That's amazing."

Zeph looks around at the grand Holly Night figure. Zeph is a scoundrel, but he had a longing for knights who embodied guardianship such as the fruit, the Holy Knight, etc.

Asbal remembers what he asked Emera, looking seriously at the white knight in front of him. That's the story of Mira being a freshly registered C-ranked adventurer.

At first, of course, I thought Emera would have been bogged down or even dreamed of, but I didn't mind when I actually had a permit and I heard she was going to the ancient temple tomorrow.

Therefore, Asbal had accompanied him in his quest to ascertain the truth and, if he seemed powerless, to take him out by force.

But look at the Holly Knight in front of you and change that perception. A knight whose instincts are right in front of him is making a scene that he is stronger than himself.

And Asbal thinks. I was wondering if Rank C from the beginning was about to happen. Asbal was only slightly afraid of the lack of knowledge in the class of summoning magicians.

And Mira ordered Holly Knight to protect Tact. He wants to put an end to all the harm that comes down from all directions.

Holly Knight is the spirit who lived in the armor used to protect him. Consequently, guardianship may outperform superior subpoenas. This is why we were able to bring tact to a dangerous place. Only the Nine Wise Men, or comparable ones, will be able to break Mira's Holly Night, which she focused on protecting.

After ensuring the safety of the tact, the line reached the Great Hall. At the same time, Asbal turns his alert gaze around and grips again to make sure the hammer is in good shape.

"Hey, Stoppy, it's a sign you're here."

Set up a dagger in both hands as Zeph shifts his gaze from the destination to the left and comes right next to Mira and Tact.

Asbal stands between Mira and someone who shows up, and Emera immediately closes the map and lines up next to it.

Eventually, the sound of pulling over covers the area so as to spread ripples into the silence. Slowly, but surely something is on its way.

Asbal and Emera lay down their weapons and stare forward. Zeph was looking around in preparation for an ambush from another direction. Flicka has a calm face and stares forward with the wand in her hand.

"Is this a ghoul?"

The multiple objects that floated like silhouettes and appeared contoured as they approached the light source were objects that resembled a person's appearance.

Emera and Asbal express a slight aversion, but immediately return calmly to set up each weapon and confront each other.

Zeph waited one step back, and Holly Knight stood behind the tact so that he could wear a large shield.

But the outlook is bad.

It's been a long time since I've seen a demon emerge from the darkness if I try to be Mira, who was too accustomed to having Cleos. I stare but Asbal's back is out of the way and he doesn't look good. I shake my body left and right as I stretch out, but I still can't grasp my full body a little farther.

"Mm... what is this smell..."

"I don't know, weird smell"

When Mira glances at the stench that gradually fills her surroundings, the tact next to her feels the same smell and answers with a sniffle.

"It depends on their smell."

Zeph points his gaze at the forward ghoul as he says.

Yes, the smell Mira felt was rotten. A demon parasitized by a corrupt meat mass does not give life, so the progression of corruption will not stop. Always rotting, eventually collapsing and possessing another corpse.

Gould's appearance caught my eye from behind Asbal as Mira understood Zeph's words and filled her expression more with disgust.

"Ugh...!

It cloudy eyes gaze at the prey in vain with no focus, lips falling apart mouths peeking at rotten tongues open. Skinny cheeks and peeling scalp have a slight hair retention. The skin was torn, and the gap between the rotten flesh hidden from everywhere was stunningly packed with maggots.

I feel the illusion that even the air I inhale is corrupt because it keeps people looking so vividly and poorly. Mira gave a fierce nausea to the sight with its sense of reality.

But when Tact appeared at the end of his deviant gaze, he managed to swallow the nausea.

"We'll get ahead of ourselves."

When Flicka, who proclaimed it, stepped forward, activated the [sorcery: crimson] she was preparing. When magic gathers on the cane put up by Flicka, it shines for a moment, creating a vortex of flames that involves ghouls. Wrapped in rough crimson fires, his skin burns down, and when his legs can bounce due to high heat, Ghoul falls into the front. From there, more flames cover his back, scattering ashes and burning his guts.

The cremation of the temporary delay burned to purify the poor wreckage, which was impure and possessed, burning up every odor.

As the flames slowly subside that illuminate the reds and surroundings, the two ghouls who were not caught in range resume their progression. But at the same time, when Emera and Asbal pop out, the whole thing is cut into fine dust, and the other one crushes his torso and lays low on the ground scattering pieces of flesh and maggots. No matter how many undead demons they destroyed so far, they could no longer move.

"I guess I cleaned up the whole way"

It was only a few dozen seconds of events, but Mira again understands the situation that the game has become a reality.

Even in the game era, it was a realistic portrayal, so when I first saw Ghoul, I couldn't look directly at him. But that's what keeps the game going, which makes it go away.

But now that it has become a reality and is reunited, real rotting corpses, transmitted not only by vivid decay and vision but also by sense of smell, are not something to be accustomed to, even if they are resistant.

Tact with his nose stuck peeks into his face from behind Holly Knight's shield as everyone untangles him.

The ashed ghoul was fine, but the rotten odor was starting to drift from the ghoul where the two kicked. Mira distorts her expression again to the smell.

"Mr. Tact, have you been drugged?

"Yes, I drank"

Tact answers Emera's query with his nose.

"Then I don't think it bothers me that much."

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"I don't know if I can help it. We're used to it, but we've never had tact before. Even if it's mitigated with medication, it won't work out sooner."

To the questioning Emera, Zeph says as he grizzles Tact's head. "Speaking of which," Emera nodded remembering her first time.

"What do you mean by medicine?

Mira, who finds the word she cares about during the conversation, asks her mouth to be covered with sleeves because of the smell that could rekindle her nausea.

"Of course, it's a stink anti drug... but maybe Mira didn't bring it!?

"Do it like this? It's the first time I've heard that."

"Simply put, drugs that make the smell a little too bad......?

"Too abuzz, but yeah"

There's no point in Mira not knowing. Odor medicine is a medicine that works on the sense of smell and paralyzes some of its functions. The effect of capping rather than completely protects the nose from constant or more irritating odors. There was no smell. In the game age, there would be no effect that could be considered. But now that it's a reality, the demand for these drugs has risen and become more general.

(It's interesting to see the progress that people make one after the other. Looking forward to seeing what else you have.)

Now that he is having his first adventurous adventure in this world, Mira exalts herself in the sense of reality that appears one after the other.

However, the current situation remains unchanged and full of odors. Tact was trying to get used to it by letting go of his fingers thoughtfully. I can withstand the effects of the medicine.

That's when it came to Mira's brain. That's after this.

Where we are now is the ancient temple of Nebrapolis. It's an immortal paradise catacombs. Even the ghoul at the beginning is this. I remember the massive outpouring of giant zombies on the third level. Its existence is no longer measurable.

At this moment, Mira gave up on a decent adventure.

A short distance away from the five, Mira stretches her right hand to the side.

[Summoning Skill: Arcana Constraints]

When Mira activates her skills, a magic formation about the blue back length floats at the tip of her right hand. But that wasn't the end of Mira's actions. When I checked the magic formation, I turned my hand to the left this time.

[Summoning Skill: Arcana Constraints]

A second magic formation appears. Its magic formation, which is slowly spinning, is called the constraint of Arcana. With the special skill of a Summoner, you can do a variety of favors to a Summoner who is near this magic formation. Due to the number, the effects overlap, increasing the additional effects of increasing basic abilities and reducing the mana of skill consumption.

But Mira's purpose is not to reinforce the summons. The Arcana constraint is also a condition of another skill.

"Mira. What are you doing?

"Well, look."

Briefly returning to Emera's inquiry, Mira reaches out to the magic formation.

"Well, then, yuck."

[Summoning Skill: Rosary's Summoning Team]

When Mira touches the magic formation, the two magic formations begin to shine together and rewrite. I don't know what's going to happen to that sight, and the five of them are just breathtaking.

A large double magic formation emerged from the light that had subsided. The two magic formations glowing red were overflowing with powerful magic unlike earlier. Feeling the sign, Flicka also forgets to be thirsty and fascinated.

And now I'm ready. Yes, this is a special subpoena necessary for a superior subpoena.

"Let's ask the heaven-running maiden, whose name is he who uses the flash of light as his sword and pays off his demons"

Mira whispers so in the center of one summons. Summoning is not the only technique, but all techniques require a dedicated chant when they are superior. And this word whispered is one of the chants of the superior summons.

'Answer the question, its name is Alfina. I swear allegiance to the Lord, the name of the sword.

Voices echo from the other subpoena. This response made the summons ready without any problems. Then the voice appeared to have reached the five people in the rear, and he looked around to see what was going on, but immediately returned his gaze to realize that it was from Mira's direction.

"Come to me. [Summoning: Valkyrie]"

When Mira declares the use of an advanced summons, the surrounding summons gleams as Mira's magic is echoed.

"What is this, what happens!?

"Awesome magic...... now what?

Emera with her hand in glare and flickr staring at her eyes narrowly and intriguingly. The other three have lost their words to a sight they have never seen, just watching.

The summoning party at Mira's place scratches out after a moment of sparkle. Shortly afterwards, when the other summons started spinning at high speed, it parted into the inner and outer formations and opened up and down.

"I followed the summons and came up. Long time no see, my lord."

From the pillars of light left like remnants, a single woman emerges. The figure is beautiful, wearing blue blue light armor with gauntlets and greaves. On the forehead is a golden circlet, and the beauty hair flowing like a meadow breeze is tied to one around the back. The sword on his lower back is placed on the same blue blue sheath as the armor he wears, but divine light is leaking from it.

A war maiden, who was not ashamed of her name, suddenly appeared before the five.

"Um, long time no see, Alfina"

Mira answers that, but stares at Alfina.

The summoned Valkyrie, Alfina, is kneeling and showing respect in front of Mira.

"My Lord, you've changed a lot."

Alfina, overlooking Mira, said so.

"Well, there's a lot going on."

"Was it so"

Mira had anticipated not to be upset, so she managed to maintain an unobstructed attitude, but she laughed bitterly at this point.

Back in the game, there was only a minimal conversation about responding only to orders. But Valkyrie in front of me, Alfina, has a separate will and spins words. Mira is still convinced of that.

Not since I found out this world was real, I hadn't expected it. Rather, joy is greater than surprise.

Many of Mira's subpoenas are highly intelligent. Valkyrie is one of them. In other words, you can have conversations with others. This is a shame for Mira, who acted a lot in solo.

"Alfina, what has your Lord done so far?

I called it a corner, so Mila is driven by curiosity and tries to have a little conversation.

"It's mostly training days with the sisters. I worked for the Lord whenever I wanted to."

"Hmm, well. Not a boulder. It's worth counting on."

"It's an honor to keep you complimented."

Mira breaks her expression that she doesn't miss traveling alone now.

"Hey... Hey, Mira. What about you?

Emera, who suddenly appeared and had her eyes open to the Valkyrie surrounding the atmosphere, takes a step forward somehow. Flicka's eyes are nailed to the beauty of the overflowing magic.

"In Valkyrie's Alfina."

When Mira answers that, Alfina rises and turns to Emera.

"You're one of the Lord's people. My name is Alfina, and I'll see you soon."

Thank you for saying so. The appearance was too graceful, and Emera hurried back, "Thank you very much, this way," she thanked.

"But it's not. I mean, you're not like that knight over there. I can talk to you."

Asbal, who returned to me, shrugs like he was impressed as he stared at Alfina. Asbal also feels signs of another dimension wrapped around the alfina, wrapping his tongue around its misdigit pressure.

"Well, well, well. I wonder if my perception has changed."

Slightly Tengu, Mira puts her arms together and flips her chest. Now, first of all, Mira was convinced that the purpose of showing off the power of summoning was fulfilled.

"Lord, give me your command."

Looking back, Alfina again kneels and waits for instructions.

In contrast, Mira gave her life to blow away all Emera's previous preparations and worries.

"Destroy demons up to the fifth level from here!

I don't even want to see any more grotesque gools on boulders. Then you can let him get ahead of you and let him clean it up from one end. That's what Mira thought.

"My pleasure."

As Alfina pulled his sword out of his sheath, he jumped into the back of the ancient temple as he pulled the flashing tail.

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