Farkas and I rode a horse each along the avenue to the west of Snowy City.

"You can't sleep either?"

Also? Seeing the dark circles under Farkass's eyes, I read some additional information from his question.

"yes, I can't sleep either. Brother Farkas, do you have anything to worry about? ”

Farkas didn't answer, as if I had asked something I shouldn't have asked. So I quickly changed the subject and asked about the person I met last night.

"That's Scorpion, one of the five members of the Circle."

"I met him yesterday and was very impressed. Is there anything special about him? ”

"He's older, he's got a lot of intelligence, like Krako—if he can restrain his fanaticism."

"What is it that makes him fanatical?"

"Ask him yourself, I won't tell you."

"Okay, so can you tell me the purpose of this trip?"

"Acquire a piece of Witch Slade."

The witch slad, according to Fakas, was a weapon wielded by the famous Isgrammer, who used this two-handed axe to kill countless elves during the Great Return.

The weapon was buried in the tomb of Isgramer with its bearer, but several pieces of it were once detached from the weapon during the fierce fighting. Isgramer buried some of the fragments with the battle dead of the five hundred warriors, such as the Dastmann Stone Mound, the destination of our trip.

The Dastman Mound also looks like a Grunod tomb, and if you want to retrieve that fragment, you'll have to fight a ghoul lord.

"You're asking me to do this?"

"No, finding the debris is the duty that Krako has given me over the years. I'm going to take you with me this time, just to take this opportunity to see what skills you have and take care of your safety. ”

If four members of the Ring can defeat a dragon, it won't be too much of a problem for Pharkas to deal with a single ghoul lord on his own, but Pharkas has already made it clear that he wants to see what I'm capable of, so I'll have to come up with some means.

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The Dastmann Stone Mound is located in the wilderness on the northwestern border of the Snowman Territory, and on the other side of the majestic mountains to the north is the territory of Mosal City.

The tomb is not good-looking, and it is worthy of the name of "scavenger". A large cylindrical pit was recessed in the stone foundation, and a rusty iron gate was its entrance.

We tied our horses to stone pillars outside the tomb. Farkas smashed open the locked door with his weapon and led me into the underground ruins of the ancient Nords.

"Brother Farkas, what's the use of the fragment of Wuslad? Or is it just symbolic? ”

"I've been looking for the shards of the Witch Slade for years, and Krako needs it. I've never asked Krako what the use of these things is, probably all the pieces can summon Isgramer's soul from Songard, right? ”

"That sounds too mysterious."

……

The lights in the tomb announce the presence of ghouls. I skillfully prepared the magic to clear the way for my depth. Farkas followed me, keeping a short distance from me, promising to leave me alone and come to my rescue if I was in danger.

But Pacas had no idea what was going to happen.

"What a ghoul! Why are you coming at me? Don't they see a big living person walking in front of them? ”

The ghouls completely ignored my presence as they walked ahead, and they crawled out of the coffins and flocked to Pharkas instead. These ghouls were a piece of cake for Farkas, but the incomprehensible situation made him complain.

"Probably they want to fight the strong." I smiled and continued walking towards the inside of the tomb. Several frost spiders were suspended from the ceiling and joined the siege of Farkass.

I walked unhurriedly, making sure that the Pharkas behind me could still keep up with me after clearing the mobs, while constantly thinking about what to do with the possible ghoul lord.

……

The final hall will be a little more open, divided into two levels, with a high dome. A variety of artifacts are displayed around the room, presumably trophies from the tomb's owner's lifetime, and the reliefs on the walls are recreating the man's exploits. In the center of the platform gradually extends upwards, and a coffin of a distinctly different texture and size is placed in the center of the platform, and behind it is a wall of dragon language.

"Why is there a dragon language wall here?"

"It turns out that this kind of wall is called the Dragon Language Wall, and I didn't know what it was before."

When I think about it, Isgrammer's era was the late Elven Age, when the Nords still maintained their worship of dragons, and it makes perfect sense that there was a dragon language wall here.

"Brother Farkas, can you wait for me outside the door?"

"Huh?" Farkas looked puzzled, "You're going to deal with that ghoul leader alone?" You're not crazy, are you? ”

"No, I have a unique way of communicating with ghouls, and it's best not to be disturbed by anyone."

Farkas's eyes widened in disbelief at my claim, "You've got so many strange things on you!" Then I'll be watching from the door, how are you going to get the pieces out of the ghoul lord. ”

……

Well, it's my stupid big teammates who are lying to me, and I don't communicate with ghouls. On the way here, I thought of a way to kill the Ghoul Lord.

It's simple. I walked straight to the coffin on the high central platform and gently removed the lid.

If it were someone else, the breath of the living would have awakened the sleeper in the coffin long ago, and the amount of decay that shrouded me played a good role in disguising it, and the ghoul lord was still lying quietly and sleeping in the coffin. Its hands folded in front of its chest, gripping the hilt of the Sengunod longsword, the blade pointing at its feet. The withered skin of the eyes glowed with a faint blue glow, as if it would wake up at any moment.

I pulled out the ebony blade and slashed straight at its neck.

Before he could regain the light, the blue light in the ghoul's eyes flashed out. Stealth, deceit, killing, Ms. Mepharah's power is really useful. Not only people, but even the ghoul lord couldn't extricate himself, and the one in the coffin was in a different place.

The lump of metal beside the ghoul lord must have been a fragment of the witch slade. I don't know what kind of special thing this weapon has, but I can't see it at all from this fragment alone.

At least the fragments are in hand, and the ghoul lord has been completely obliterated, so leave that alone. I walked to the dragon wall behind me and listened to the wall's message.

“Yo……”

There was a sudden light in my eyes, and I almost bit my tongue in fright. Well, I've figured out what this dragon roar means by that flicker.

“Yol！”

Flame. My chest was warm and my face was warm, making me feel very comfortable.

“Toor！”

Lava. The flames grew brighter, fiercer, and more refined, as if they had taken on shape, slamming against the stone wall in front of them like a raging mudslide.

“Shul！”

Sun. The dimly lit hall was illuminated, and the haze and decay that had been buried underground for thousands of years were swept away.

The light dimmed, the torches on the walls took up the responsibility of lighting again, and I sat on the floor gasping for air, the full exhalation that had taken up so much of my energy.

Master's Dragon Breath? This kind of rich and handsome skill obviously won my heart, but unfortunately I still can't use it to its full strength. The dragon soul obtained from the western sentry tower, as well as the power of the ghoul lord in front of him, were all sucked away by the ebony blade.

If the other party is still alive, I don't know what he will say about my near-assassination method. It wasn't a glorious thing after all, I bowed to the coffin in front of me and talked about masturbation.

"In the name of his mentor, the great dragon Rodinos, where Urak is buried, his flame still burns in our hearts, never to be extinguished."

……

"Brother Farkas, what's going on?"

When I returned to the entrance to the hall, I found that an iron fence had been lowered from the top of the passage, separating the main burial chamber I was in from the outer space of Farkass.

"You were just standing by the wall in a daze when the door suddenly fell through a crack in the ceiling. Don't worry, I'll figure it out for you. ”

Presumably after I read the contents of the Dragon's Wall, the Ghoul Lord would climb out of the coffin to fight me, and the door would lock itself, waiting for me to decide it out.

Maybe the gate didn't realize that I had assassinated my opponent. I'm going to turn my detection spell on and look back in the direction of the coffin to try to confirm whether the ghoul lord is alive or dead.

Everything works fine. But when I turned my head to Farkass's side, I saw something not quite right.

A large number of the living, about twenty people, are coming to our side. I can't know where I'm going, but in the lonely grave in the barren mountains, I'd rather there be twenty ghouls over there, and it's not a good thing for a living human to be in such a place.

Soon Farkas also noticed something was wrong. The sound of light and noisy footsteps became clear, and he turned to face the group of people with unknown intentions.

"Ha Lu Ha! Got it! Kill you and you'll make a great story! ”

The man at the head smiled fiercely, and the silver-white long sword was bright in color, without losing a sense of restraint.

Oops, the other party opened his mouth early to find out the purpose, and the killing intent has been decided. I'm very worried about the current situation, although Farkas has the strength to stand up to the dragons, the twenty-so men outside who are heavily armed don't look like they are playing soy sauce at all, and there are a few orcs with hideous faces who look better than the average person. The battlefield is also quite unfavorable to Farkas, the passage is narrow, there is no way back, I have to find a way.

With the iron fence in front of me, I couldn't provide any help to Facas, not to mention that I was already very tired from the Flame Breath that I had just cast, and even if I could join the battlefield, it would only be a drag on my teammates. Can I only watch as Farkas fights to the death with the enemy in front of me? If Farkas misses, I'm sure nothing good will end up.

Before, I had to rely on trickery to deceive the ghouls or rely on Lydia's force to clear the way, but now when the people who sheltered me were in danger, I finally grasped the sense of crisis that comes with weakness.

But I don't have time to sigh at my weakness, I can't help Farkas in any way, I have to prepare for the worst.

Thinking of the dragon's roar I had just learned, I got into action, and the earthenware vessels in the hall that contained oil were my targets. Now I'm fine with some Mars.