9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword Chapter 268

Episode 268

Episode 96. Dempir’s Nightmare (2)

What kind of monstrous expression is ‘honey’ when people died in that distant fortress.

Yuma was dumbfounded inside, but remembered that Rakir was a demon.

Thanks to that, I managed not to get my fist out first. Yuma pulled out his pipe, admiring Rakir’s nasty behavior and his own patience.

‘Okay, let’s listen to the story of that mutt…

Momentarily feeling Yuma’s life, Rakir, who had covered his face with his front paws, cleared his throat as he watched.

“Rakir. Do you plan on serving me in the future?”

[Of course, lord!]

“Then you’d better understand humans a little more. If you want to get hit less, that is. Explain why things are good.”

[Yeah!] Rakir took off slightly and started explaining.

[It can’t be helped that the Central Desert Fort or something has just been broken by Toum, but the fact that Dempir was eroded by the devil’s cave is a good news for the lord.] “So why is it a good news?”

[Think about it, my lord. Margul is probably activated in response to Amanzo’s power. Amanjo must have been in a situation where he couldn’t properly influence the royalties, but he forced himself to open a demon cave.]

“And?”

Rakir waggled his tail and looked at Yuma.

Yuma couldn’t hold it in any longer because the look with his eyes narrowed gave the appearance of teasing him as if he still didn’t know why.

sore! Exciting kicks hit Rakir in succession.

[Wake up! Crack! Oh, I’m dying!]

After a brief beating passed, Rakir wagged his tail again. It was clear that he was a pervert who was one level higher than this Gor.

“Tell me more.”

[Kuhm! Lord. Monsters that react to the power of demons have a higher level of power than normal monsters.

It will be very profitable! But even so, a mere monster can’t do anything about the lord. Hee hee.]

Around that time, not only Yuma but also the others noticed something and stared at Rakir.

[In other words, Dempir is like a restaurant to the lord! It’s also full of top-notch nutrition-filled dishes! You just have to go and absorb all the monsters and become stronger!]

“Eug. A monster with high nutritious food…

Balinann stuck out his tongue and frowned. Natalie and Cheryl Landell also did not find Rakir’s expression very pleasant.

But Yuma thought it might be.

‘I’m sure I can get stronger soon.’

Quite a few people must have been killed by demons or demons. The thought made my heart heavy, but it was also a situation where I had to make the most of what I could use.

Only then will he get his revenge properly.

“Is that all?”

[It can’t be! Lord, did I tell you last time? Amulla is a weapon that can only be used by Amanzo who originally drank it.]

“That’s right.”

[Then, the master who can use Awolla may also be able to gain control of the demon cave. Furthermore, even the control of the monsters. If you eat monsters and get stronger.]

This was actually just Rakir’s hypothesis.

Of course, if Yuma defeated Amanjo and became the true owner of the underworld, of course all powers would follow, but the possibility of gaining control of the demon cave immediately by absorbing a little monsters and becoming stronger was remarkably low.

However, Rakir was added in the hope that Yuma would absorb monsters more actively.

However, Yuma heard it more honestly than any information he had ever heard from Rakir.

‘If I can have the control of demons and monsters, I can change the aspect of the war itself!’

Even during the Dragon Horse War before the return, countless cities were destroyed because they couldn’t help the monsters that came out of the demon’s cave.

But the reason why Rakir Amanzo overreacted and opened Dempir’s demon cave must have been because he correctly grasped that Dempir was a strategic point… There’s no way we’d let such a place be lax.”

When Yuma asked, Rakir blinked in surprise.

[There are times when your lord argues with such things… Isn’t he the type to just go and break everything? Kill anyone who gets in your way! cut! Ingest! That seems to be the master’s taste.]

That was it. The rest of the co-workers nodded their heads at the same time as they agreed.

I asked because I feared that my colleagues would be in danger if a guy with a catch like Mystic Eye pops out.”

[iced coffee. Those lowly guys know how to survive.] As Yuma and Natalie raised their fists at the same time, Rakir hurriedly changed his words.

[That, too, is actually a matter up to the lord. After your lord gets stronger, you just need to learn the magic of the underworld that blocks evil eyes.]

This bastard. Shouldn’t I have told you earlier if there was such a thing?”

[It’s a magic that the lord can’t digest yet. Did you know that if you learn something in the underworld, it also applies to royalties? Although the effect is greatly reduced. Still, compared to other demons, the lord is subject to much less restrictions on intervention in other dimensions.] The

‘restriction on intervention in other dimensions’ was the biggest reason why high-ranking demons in the underworld couldn’t use their power properly in the private world.

Just looking at Rakir in front of Yuma right now, if the main body of the underworld had completely passed over to the people, the treatment would not have been the same as it is now.

In the underworld, Rakir had at least the fighting power of a low-level dragon.

Even though Rakir was exceptional among the high-level demons, it was a part that could be inferred to what extent he would be if he moved to the general level or the demon king level.

[blast furnace! The lord said that he had to run to Dempir as soon as possible and hold a monster party! This can be said to be Rakir’s guile.]

“A monster.. party..

imagining it made me a bit squeamish, but I couldn’t say it was a wrong expression.

Yuma shook his head as he put the pipe he was holding back into his chest.

“I guess we can take a break from equipment maintenance and rest in the Kuzan Castle until dawn, and then we can start right away.”

[Fresh monsters will be waiting for their master! When I was in the underworld, I also preferred to eat raw. It’s still the same now.]

The concept of ‘eating’ monsters was obviously an unpleasant story that was far from common sense that Yuma had held until now.

However, contrary to Yuma’s reason, as soon as he heard the expression ‘Ma water party’, his left arm with Arilla engraved on it throbbed incessantly.

Just as a wild animal that combines hunting and play with its heart panting, Amulla also expects the pleasure of eating very much.

‘Well, I’ve become a demon too.’

After the royal meeting, Pitts found Yuma and the others again. In the meantime, Yuma and the others were able to have a simple meal. Chicken stew and bread dried fruit were all.

“I’m sorry for the lack of food.”

“no. I am grateful that you gave this much to the exhibition.”

Even the king of Kuzan, Paitz, was in a situation where he ate only a little meat at every meal. They have to conserve food to feed soldiers and civilians.

It also had a symbolic meaning. When the king cuts down on extravagance in wartime, the soldiers’ morale naturally rises.

“Thank you for your understanding. Instead, I will pack some beef jerky for you when you leave.”

“If you ride the Ancient Wolf, it’ll be quick, so just take care of it.

I am also hunting. Serukawa and Yunin Oasis are currently in a relatively plentiful situation, so please ask for assistance.”

“Okay. There is a mountain of work to deal with.”

The meal was poor, but he was generous in servicing the equipment.

The party was able to wash their armor and hides at the Armory and receive new cloaks.

The cloak was an artifact that Feitz had picked out for him, and was enchanted with warmth magic to block out the cold.

They were treasures passed down from generation to generation of the Kuzan royal family.

When you enter the desert, the real cold will begin. Desert nights are very cold, so these cloaks will help you stay stamina.”

Thank you, King.”

At dawn, the party left Kuzan Castle and started heading towards Dempir.

It was a distance that they had to run for more than 10 days without passing through the Central Desert Fortress.

In addition, since it was a desert area, Tulka had to slow down a little compared to running on grasslands or plains.

After three days of running, the group was able to reach the starting point of the desert.

In the meantime, I passed several small villages that were destroyed by monster attacks.

It was Dutbo, a monster that came out of Dempir Fortress or another nearby demon cave.

Amanzo’s scouting wolf, Ah-kwan, also encountered about a dozen of them, all of whom became Amula’s snacks.

The cold of the desert was not much of a problem for strong players like Yuma and Natalie Randell.

As advanced sword masters, their physical strength was incomparable to that of ordinary humans.

But not with Ballinan and Cheryl. As soon as the two entered the desert area, they seemed more energetic than usual.

On the day we were about to run down into the night and set up our first camp in the middle of the desert, Natalie caught some desert scorpions and cooked some soup.

It was a special meal for Ballinan and Cheryl.

The two of them couldn’t bear to refuse the scorpion soup for fear of Natalie and had to empty the bowl. The trap was that it was surprisingly tasty.

“I left the poison just fine enough to heat up the body, so if the two of us are in the tent together, it will get hot right away. The cloak is also covering it.”

“Miss Natalie, I want to lie down next to Cheryl. I think my temperature is dropping too.”

“Why is Sir Randel acting like such an asshole after he has everything from his handsome face to his skills and background? I have night shifts. Yuma and Mutt train in the underworld, and they are in that state, so the two of us have to take care of them.”

“I’m sorry.”

All the way to Dempir Fortress, a warm atmosphere continued in its own way.

Natalie caught scorpions or poisonous lizards for special meals every night and fed them to Ballinan and Seril, while Yuma went to the underworld and screamed.

Randell eventually managed to get a couple of bowls of scorpion soup, but he couldn’t lie next to Cheryl.

And the simple warmth of the party completely disappeared a day before arriving at Dempir Fortress.

It was because the topography eroded by the demon cave began to be revealed around that time.

“Ha… It’s like this again. Dog-like demons.”

In the desert area eroded by the devil’s cave, the sand had turned all gray.

If only the color of the sand had changed, he would have thought so, but the problem was the pile.

Across the desert, corpses were impaled on black stakes, one by one.

It was set up by the demons to show off their slaughter.

Most of the corpses only had damaged bones, and even the demons could find quite a few traces of playing with the bones.

Like the funny wrist bones in the skull’s eye sockets, or the pelvis hanging from the breastbone.

“It looks like the mercenaries who guarded the Dempir Fortress and the civilians of the nearby village.”

Randall clicked his tongue as he looked at the torn mercenary flag sandwiched between the white bones.