< 86. Hell of Disbelief (14) >
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“Night has come, Father.”
Joachim turned his head after staring at the window where darkness had fallen for a moment. The alien’s neck on the table slowly blinked.
“Are you going to spread this nightmare to this city now?”
=······.=
The severed head gazed at the adopted son with a calm gaze.
“Yes, I know. It was after we left Frankfurt, right? There were strange incidents around the city where we were staying. People having nightmares and committing murders.”
To emphasize one word again.
“Yes. He said he had a ‘nightmare’. Could this also be related to the miracle of his father’s resurrection?”
Then he murmurs like a prayer: ‘I am in the happiest dream, so I will cloud it with nightmares, so that sleep may be lightened.’
The Patriarch still has no response.
“I guess you still have no intention of opening your mouth.”
But he didn’t deny it.
“Please, I pray, spread your miracles throughout this city today as you have done so far.”
=Are you trying to bring Caliether here?=
Joachim did not hide his intentions.
“Yes. This is her front yard. Even if she were to leave now, if something like that were to happen near where her child is, she would have no choice but to drop everything she was doing and come back.”
=You can buy the dragon’s wrath.=
“Don’t you know the Dragon’s way of thinking yet? The reason she’s so passionate about investigating cases isn’t because innocent victims have been killed. It’s because a few hundred non-dragons have died.”
Nevertheless, there is a reason why Callieter showed deep interest.
“She was simply terrified by the presence of a power of unknown origin within the realm. But what if its identity were revealed? The power, with its uncertainty removed, would become a useful tool from that moment on. Caliether would certainly be interested in ‘us’.”
What Joachim was after was not a simple request for protection based on the sponsorship he had made with the Order. He wanted to use this opportunity to revise his contract with the dragon into a more powerful form.
The priest looks at the adoptive father.
“Callieter will protect us. So the Inquisitors cannot take you away.”
***
Minjun looked out the window. The chaotic day in Bremenharn had finally come to an end. The red glow in the night sky had completely disappeared, and a dark blue curtain filled the air.
“The number of pedestrians has decreased appropriately. Should we leave soon?”
At that very moment, the phone rang. The caller was Claire. Her boss had sent her secretary instead of sending a message to the other side of the world by magic. Minjun clicked his tongue after checking the contents.
– The committee finally approved the Inquisitors’ jump to Earth. It was about three hours ago. It took some time to get the information because Callieter was out. They should have arrived at the Frankfurt terminal by now.
Their first step after crossing over to this world will likely be to visit the Earth Church.
So, will the bishop that Minjun interrogated hand over all the information to them?
‘He’ll pass it on. If he’s afraid of the opposition’s voice, he’ll leak it secretly. His goal is to quickly give up his ‘head’ and settle the conflict, then start renegotiating with the main group.’
It won’t be long before they storm here.
‘I guess I’ll have to hurry.’
***
That moment.
The prisoners who had gathered opinions were watching Minjun’s hotel from a certain distance.
“Huh? I see something!”
The inmate who had been watching with white flames in his eyes discovered something unusual and spoke. He was observing changes in the spiritual world that overlapped with the coordinates of his hotel room in reality.
“It’s a teleportation spell. It’s finally moving.”
Everyone watched Minjun’s movements tensely. They saw him unfolding his spell.
That was when.
Pfft!
“what?!”
A fierce storm swept through the landscape of another dimension. The gently rising fluorescent flames suddenly exploded. It was what Minjun had intended. Instead of completing the teleportation normally, he roughly scraped his magic power. It was like striking a metal blade on a rock.
Naturally, sparks flew. From the perspective of a wizard who sees the spirit world, it was like seeing lightning strike right in front of your nose with your bare eyes. Violent colors filled the room. The flash was enough to hurt the observer’s spiritual eyes.
scream.
“Eww! My eyes!”
After all the colorful afterimages had swept through, the inmate found the hotel room empty.
“It’s a teleport!”
“Track it!”
All eyes are on Asif-1,319,552. He was the one who was confident that he could follow him wherever he teleported, as long as it was not an Elder Dragon. By looking into the Astral Realm.
but.
“······Damn it! It’s clean, there’s no trace!”
Naturally, a torrent of insults and sarcasm poured in.
The inmate mutters in confusion.
“This can’t be happening… Is there some unique ability we don’t know about?”
He could not have guessed that the secret was simply the know-how and concentration accumulated over many years.
“Find it!”
The prisoners immediately dispersed and began searching the city. None of them dived into the sea to search for her. Thanks to this, after Cassie swam leisurely to the bottom of the sea without being detected, the pursuers finally found her traces. They belonged to two other people besides Cassie.
But there was a problem.
“The trail split into two. They went in completely different directions.”
There are two moving traces while using concealment magic.
“Why aren’t you using teleport again?”
It was easy to guess why he had left such a trace.
“This cheeky little brat···!”
The prisoner with the shortest identification number among the trackers gets his teeth cut off.
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It means, if you want to catch them, then catch them. The reason they were split up in the meantime was to divide the pursuer’s power in two.
If you think about it another way, it was also a positive sign. It meant that even Asif-666 would find it burdensome to deal with this many people at once.
“Even so, it’s a shallow channel.”
He speaks quickly.
“Since he’s coming out like this, the plan has to change.”
Instead of waiting for Asif-666 to find Joachim, he hits him first and then makes him divulge the information.
He said that they should proceed with securing the hostages at the same time just in case, and decided to split the prisoners into two groups. Since they couldn’t tell which side was real, they should first have equal numbers of people.
It wouldn’t matter if they were both bait. They could just take them as hostages. But that didn’t seem very likely.
‘Considering their personalities, they won’t be the ones to use both as bait and then run away alone. One of the two colleagues will be hidden by teleportation and the other will be used as bait. The new face that showed up this time, not the secretary who has worked with them for a long time, will be the bait. It means that they are capable enough to buy time by running away.’
“Okay, disperse! Subdue the group that took the bait, then immediately join the other group.”
In his opinion, Asif-666’s plan did not seem very promising.
How long would it take for the inmates who chased the bait to finish the job? Five minutes at best?
There is virtually no point in dispersing forces, as they can just return to chasing Asif-666 after subduing the target.
‘You underestimated us.’
***
One trail led east, the other west.
The prisoners who were chasing the western trail were soon able to spot a figure flying through the sky while covered in a transparency spell.
Ordinary people might not even notice something flying across the night sky, but they are prisoners. You can’t see their detailed appearance, but you can be sure that there is something flying through the air.
“Tch, this one looks like bait.”
The wind and the afterimage of the spirit world tell us. The flight speed is noticeably slowing down. The trajectory of the movement is also not straight and is slightly staggering.
“Asif-666 can’t possibly be tired already. He’s an unexpectedly cool ability user. Attack! Be careful not to die!”
The prisoners all cast spells at once. Most of them were intended to break the invisibility spells and barriers protecting the target.
The curtain, which had not been easily broken due to Asif-666’s actions, was finally shattered by the onslaught of attacks. Concealment collapsed with the sound of something solid breaking.
And at that moment, the figure of the object being pursued appeared in the night air.
“······elephant?”
They saw something they didn’t expect.
A giant elephant was flying in the sky. No, it might be more accurate to say that it was slowly falling.
“No, it’s not an elephant. That’s…!”
The moment someone tries to continue speaking.
thud!
Kurururur!
The target, flying over the forest beyond the city, eventually crashed to the ground, rolling around like a bulldozer, pushing away the ground and uprooting trees.
=Eww! Oww! Oww! Oww! Oww! =
The prisoners who followed behind got down on the ground one by one. Then I saw a being with a heavy body twisting and getting up, covered in dirt.
And then someone said in disbelief:
“no way.”
In a voice that was not sure if it was right to dare to refer to the ‘thing’ on the retina with that word.
“······dragon?!”
Dragons had many characteristics, such as long necks, unique scales, horns, wings and tails. Nevertheless, the reason why the pursuers initially thought of hippos or elephants was simple.
“Where in the world can you find such a fat dragon!”
The plump and huge buttocks seen from behind were of a shape that could not possibly be considered a dragon.
“But, it’s a real dragon!”
There was no sign of Polymorph. Eyes poured out in tension. The prisoners’ heads were confused. Why was there a dragon when Asif-666 was chasing after his comrade who escaped as bait?
Kurur!
The moment the dragon, who probably boasted the highest body fat percentage in the entire dimension, raised his body, the prisoners froze for another reason.
‘What, who is that?!’
People often feel fear in the face of the unknown, but what the prisoners felt today was more than that.
They exchange telepathic messages quickly. What is that? Who is that? Does anyone know? I don’t know!
If you are a prisoner sent to Earth, it is basic to memorize the personal information of all the dragons living on this planet. However, the opponent in front of you was a first-time encounter. As far as they know, there is no such dragon on Earth.
So what kind of dragon is this that the prisoners don’t know about?
These are dragons that have never been to a dragonfly meeting. They are dragons that are so weak or have some kind of flaw that they are desperately protected by the tribe and not even reveal their photos.
A dragon that has never left its parent’s lair, so only the news of its birth is known, but its actual appearance is unknown.
People call such dragons hatchlings.
‘Hatchling? Then the parents···.’
There was no need to rack my brain, considering that this was the front yard of some dragon’s house.
‘It’s the Hatching of Caliether!’
The dragon in front of her eyes did not show the same characteristics of the sea dragon genus as her, but it would not be strange to understand that it resembled her husband more. Furthermore, there was a bigger problem with the dragon’s appearance than distinguishing between a sea dragon and a fire dragon.
A dragon covered in fat? There is no such dragon in the world. It is not normal. But if it exists…
This conclusion is drawn in the prisoners’ minds.
‘Callieter gave birth to a deformed child!’
A dragon that is completely immune to infectious diseases and has a body stronger than that of any other race, but it does have a weakness.
It’s nothing more than the extremely low probability of mutants being born. Dragons, who are full of pride, confine their offspring in the lair even when they are past the appropriate age, and treat them like hatchlings without revealing them to the outside world.
Of course, if the inmates had been more knowledgeable, they would have realized that it was not a deformity, but pure fat, and that it did not have a disability that required protection on the same level as a hatchling, but unfortunately, there were no experts among them.
“Huh!”
Fear spread through the air. Some even gnashed their teeth in fear. This was because the dragon, who had raised his body, looked down at his arm and muttered mentally.
=Hey, are you hurt?=
In the place he was looking, a scale was torn off and dangling. Staring blankly at that place, the dragon muttered:
=······Should I call Mom?=
“Now, just a moment!”
The prisoners felt the sky singing.
It is the duty of a dragon to strike back at those who harm them without just cause, as stated in the Dragonic Code. Moreover, if the opponent is a hatchling, they become quite neurotic and paranoid, and such psychology is expressed in a very violent manner.
Would Callieter, enraged by his child’s injury, care about something like ‘property damage’? Especially since he was the one who struck first?
If you claim it was self-defense, the committee will eventually give up on the prisoners after receiving an appropriate amount of compensation. They won’t want to cause friction with Dragon.
“Wait a minute, uh… let’s talk about our story first!”
They realized that this situation was a trap designed by Asif-666.
‘What a scary author. How could he have thought of setting a trap with a hatchling without being prepared to die! If he makes even the slightest mistake, he’ll end up inflicting the wrath of the Elder Dragon! No, how did he lure him out of the lair in the first place?’
The dragon, who was staring blankly at the restless prisoners, answered like this.
=What are you talking about?=
Ha Eun-seong was secretly surprised that the situation was unfolding as the agent had predicted. Of course, it was Min-jun who had ripped off the scale. It was so painful that Ha Eun-seong realized for the first time that the dragon shed tears other than when he yawned.
‘I guess I have a talent for acting, surprisingly? I’m being fooled so easily.’
Meanwhile, the prisoners were noticeably relieved when Ha Eun-seong showed signs of responding to the conversation. They also noted that the other party’s attitude toward the dragon race was not like that of a dragon, but rather extremely clumsy.
‘Yes. Deformities often come with mental retardation. This hatchling is mentally retarded. If you do well, you can overcome the crisis.’
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