9th Circle Lord

28 #28화 9 Circles 3

At the entrance to the desert, called an unknown frontier, mountain ranges are spread out like barriers.

It is called the blade mountain range because of sharp and sharp peaks like knives.

And this blade mountain range was home to Wyvern.

After a long journey, we finally arrived at the blade mountain range.

It may be a pleasure to finally arrive at the destination, but the expression of the group is gloomy.

There was only one reason.

Kiara.

Kiara, who had been sleeping and waking up repeatedly, does not think of waking up as if she had been in a long hibernation from some point on.

As I slept without eating, my body became thinner and thinner and thinner. This is the opposite of the chubby and energetic Kiara.

Elena shed tears whenever she saw Kiara. It was a short meeting, but she cared about Kiara very much.

I hope she wakes up again, smiles and talks actively, but Kiara didn't think about waking up, unlike her wishes.

Not only her but also all of her party were in a heavy mood due to Kiara.

Dolken looked uncharacteristically depressed, and Kane and Jacques also drooped.

On the other hand, Luther was very busy.

A magic image with numerous schematics and runes on the cart emits a subtle glow.

Mana with healing properties surrounded Kiara. It was Kiara, who wouldn't be strange even if she died right away, but she was barely holding out thanks to Luther's efforts not to give up.

Luther's look at Kiara is serious.

What the hell is wrong with you?

The cause was clear.

Contaminated Mana Stone. One of the monster's characteristics, the black mana, was clearly disappearing and dying.

Now that we know the cause, we can solve it. However, the matter rarely worked out easily.

Luther's hand moved.

It infused the pure mana into Kiara's body.

Manna flows slowly through the inside of Kiara and then exits again.

I failed again.

Luther's forehead narrowed again.

'The body rejects Manna.’

I've never seen such a phenomenon before.

His characteristics were light properties, so it was easy to fuse into the body. 

Light properties are like warm arms, which is hard to reject for life.

However, Kiara's body rejected the light property.

I don't understand the situation.

When there was no sign of a solution, Luther thought fundamentally about the contaminated mana stone.

Did the Dragon really do it?

It was a meaningless family, a vague guess, but now it is solidified into conviction.

"There is no alternative to contaminated mana stone.’

Everything is in vain because the body rejects Manna and lets her go.

Luther decided to use Mana in the Magic Circle as the next best option to somehow trap Mana in his body.

All I have to do is wait.

Elena, who was watching nervously as Luther stepped down, asked urgently.

"Dear Luther, is Kiara going to be cured now?”

"You'll have to wait and see.

"Do you know why it suddenly became like this? What disease do you have?"

Her desperate voice was more of an entreaty. 

said Luther.

"It's not a disease, it's a curse."

Elena's face turned blue.

"Well, the curse? Who the hell?"

"I don't know."

Luther snorted at Elena rather than glancing.

"You'd better be prepared."

Elena's eyes widened.

Kane asked urgently.

"Can he die?”

This means that we should prepare for the situation. I'd have to accept the worst at this point."

Elena, who couldn't stand the hopeless news, shed tears.

"Huh…. Kiara."

Dolken murmured blankly as if he couldn't believe it.

"It can't be, but I was running around a while ago."

Kiara, who was running around and teasing herself as a rock, is in my eyes.

Dolken stuttered and asked.

"Go, can't you fix it? You've always been like that, haven't you? You've always made the impossible possible, so can't you do it again this time?"

In Dolken's eyes, Luther is like a god.

No blockage, no hesitation.

He is an admirer and object of respect for Dolken.

There's no way he can't make it.

Luther calmly replied to Dolken's earnest eyes.

"Sometimes it's impossible."

It was like that now.

Kiara was influenced by a much stronger presence than herself.

There is virtually no way to use it.

The expected Dolken bowed his head in frustration.

Zach, who hesitated, said a word.

"I don't want to lose Chiara."

Even though he didn't express himself, everyone, including Jacques, attached affection to Kiara.

said Luther.

"We've done as much as we can, so let's see how it goes."Elena sobbed.

"Luther, please save Kiara. I don't want to lose it."

I loved it like my baby, but I'm going to lose it all of a sudden. Luther advised her to cry.

"Life and death are one. It must be painful, but you must accept it."

I can't help it.

It is better to give up because the dead cannot survive suffering.

Luther will not feel comfortable if Kiara dies, but he will live with it buried in his heart.

The world he lived in was too harsh to be just sad.

While watching the progress of Kiara, Luther headed to the blade mountain range to choose a Wyvern to give Zach an eye.

A giant Wyvern with black wings like pitch black wanders around the sky.

Wyvern, turning around, did not find a router passing by.

He made his way to the peak with both fly and invisible magic.

Luther looked for a suitable Wyvern to transplant his eyes to Zach.

'I'll have to pick the best one.’

There are many options anyway, so I'm going to select the best guy and put it on Zach's eyes.

Wyvern, all over the blade mountain range, is folding its wings and watching the ground.

Although it was a high altitude with clouds floating around, Wyvern's eyes never miss moving on the ground.

As the name of the mountain range, no man had entered the desert through them because of the blade-like gaze.

While Luther was searching Wyvern, a roar came from beyond the peak.

Get in there!

I turned my head and checked, and with a sharp roar, a Wyvern is engaged in a fierce battle in the air with the same group of Wyvern.

Wiburn, who fights alone, has dark gray spots and wrinkled skin, and looks 1.5 times bigger than other Wiburns.

You look like an old Wyvern at a glance.

The old Wyvern was facing ten relatively young Wyvern.

Watching fights is more interesting than watching fire. It was a battle between monsters called Wyvern, which was never known, and caught his curiosity at once.

"Why are we fighting?'

I wondered if it was a bossy fight, or if it was because he or she was old, but the fight was leaning toward the old Wyvern, contrary to Luther's expectations.

Old Wyvern was smart.

When Wyvern tried to bite, he fought back with his claws and wings, and attacked the weak Wyvern first.

'That's okay.'

I was thinking about which one to put on Zach's eyes, but that old Wyvern seemed to be qualified.

Both sides were damaged in the intensified fighting.

Five out of ten young Wyvern fell to the ground, while the old Wyvern suffered deep wounds to its sides and neck.

Young Wyvern retreated to the other side of the peak, perhaps behind the old Wyvern's momentum. Old Wyvern roared for victory.

Get in there!

I won, but the wound doesn't show any signs of getting better.

Old Wyvern began to move somewhere, flapping his wings helplessly.

Luther chased the old Wyvern.

The old Wyvern arrived in a cave halfway up the mountain range.

Luther, who followed, grabbed his nose as soon as he entered the cave.

Whether it was a living room or a bathroom, all kinds of odors came in.

There is an old Wyvern who breathes out a harsh breath as he penetrates deep into the odor.

Listening to the sound of breathing deeply into the lungs, it felt like a candle.

Old Wyvern eventually died without recovering the wound.

Luther approached the old Wyvern and lifted his eyelids.

"I use your eyes well."

The eyes were big, but it didn't matter because the size and volume could be machined and polished.

While carefully collecting snow, Luther, who inadvertently looked behind the old Wyvern, was startled.

What is it?

I saw the writing on the wall at the end of the cave.

That's not unfamiliar, it's a rune.

"Old Wyvern's cave walls are engraved with runes?’

Surprised, Luther immediately approached the wall.

The rune language was worn out and faded through the waves of time, but not beyond recognition.

Luther, who was looking through the first verse, opened his eyes.

[Finally escaped from the despair. I was free at last, but my body was rotting. In the end, I couldn't get out of it. But I will not leave empty-handed. If anyone sees this, please remember me. My name is the noble Drexia. He was the last High Elf to fight for the liberation and freedom of the race.

Luther, who interpreted the phrase, murmured blankly.

"High Elf? High Elf?"The High Elves were one of the mythical tribes like the Dragon.

It loves and nurtures nature, and deals with a mysterious summoner named Spirit.

Of course, it is only known as a myth and a decorated story.

But they found traces of the High Elves in Wyvern's habitat.

Luther was stunned.

"I can't believe they really existed...….”

It was the moment when the myth in the legend revealed its substance in front of him.

He recovered his mind and read the words.

Unfortunately, the rune language did not continue any longer. Whether it was engraved a long time ago, there are many erased writings, so I have no choice but to read them from time to time.

And the next sentence shocked Luther even more.

Magic is the only weapon that reaches the ultimate and also fights against them. But for some reason, eight circles were the limit. I've been trying to be a nine-circle for a long time, but I've repeatedly failed. And now that I'm about to die, I finally realized. Nine circles are impossible on their own. You must deal with power like them.

Boom!

I feel like a rock fell on my head.

In an unexpected place, he got a clue of nine circles from an unexpected figure.

Everything is full of questions.

But one thing is certain.

The owner of this phrase is that he has found a way to become a nine-circle.

Luther began to read the words with eager eyes.

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