Episode 96: Madame Eight Legs (2)
“Madam made a mistake. I will meet her and examine her.”
All of Balak’s warriors were stunned by Bikir’s last words.
It’s not that they haven’t thought about it.
Innocent children, the elderly, patients, colleagues, and wolves died, and even the grounds for survival, such as buildings and food, were lost.
But despite this, the warriors were skeptical of Vikir’s words.
“Are you asking Madam? it’s impossible No brave warrior has ever done that.”
“Bikir. No matter how much you are the hero of the flood, that is reckless.”
“Madam Eight Legs is the god of this flood. It is also the evil god among evil gods.”
“The damage will be repaired someday. The only way is to quickly forget it.”
For the first time, Balak’s warriors shook their heads at Vikir’s words.
It’s to the extent that those brave people say this, so it’s a part that can guess how much fear of madam has been.
at that time.
… chin!
Someone put a hand on Bikir’s shoulder.
Chief Aquila, the night fox, was looking at Bikir with a pale complexion.
Her usual overwhelming majesty had diminished considerably.
A being who fought against the old legend Adonai one-on-one and sent him back to the earth.
However, Aquila also suffered many injuries in the process.
The arrow marks that have been scratched all over the body, and even Madame Eight-legged’s miasma are young, so even with the recovery power of a master-level strongman, it is not well healed.
“Bikir. The young hero of the whole sea and the rising sun. Do not be swayed by the hot passion of the moment. Extreme caution must be exercised in matters involving the madam.”
Iyen, who was next to him, also agreed.
“The ‘Eight-Legged Madame’ is feared not only by Balak, but by all tribes. It is an existence in irresistible causality and the core of darkness. Her existence is like a natural disaster, so she harbors feelings of vengeance… … .”
But Iyen couldn’t finish his words.
[Kiing… … ]
It was because he saw a being struggling to crawl through the rubble of a collapsed building.
Bakira. A wolf who was born on the same day and at the same time as Iyan and has always been with him for the rest of his life.
The guy who ran to deliver the news of Vikir’s victory to the village before the Iliad of Bikir and Ahheman took place.
For a moment, Iyen couldn’t help but recall the last words he said to Vakira.
‘Tell them to go to the village and prepare to greet the winner of the Iliad.’
I never thought the results of that simple errand would be so devastating.
[Turn off… … Keeing… … ]
Vakira struggled to crawl, dragging her hind legs, and rubbed her wet nose at Iyen’s feet.
One of his right hind legs was in a disastrous condition.
It wasn’t enough that all of his bones were broken, and a black miasma was seeping into his marrow.
It’s pretty obvious why this happened. What was it if not the result of resisting Madame Eight Legs?
The miasma continued to rise even at this moment, and the situation was so serious that the leg had to be amputated.
Iyen looked at Vakira’s condition with a bewildered expression.
Bikir gave a short answer.
“Are you still going to say that vengeance is futile?”
“… … .”
Iyen couldn’t answer this time.
Aquila sighed deeply as she alternately looked at her daughter Iyen’s face and Vakira’s groaning legs.
“Tell you later. First, treat Vakira. Go see the other patients.”
Aquila takes care of the other tribe members first, even though she herself is fatally injured.
At the chief’s words, everyone started moving busily again.
I had to rescue survivors, take care of the sick, and prepare food and a place to sleep today.
* * *
That night was particularly dark and it rained heavily.
The moon does not rise, and the lightning strikes the sea of trees in pitch-black light.
A shadow passed like a ghost through the raindrops falling like windows.
It was Bikir.
Again, Bikir left Balak without telling anyone.
The hound was on its way to meet Madame now.
‘… … It’s an opponent I should have faced at least once anyway.’
‘Madame Eight Legs’ was also one of the real purposes of Bikir’s entry into the sea in the first place.
An ultra-dangerous monster whose danger is not yet known to the Empire.
As long as you can preoccupy him and hunt him down, the effects you can get are endless.
buzz buzz-
Bikir thought as he listened to Baalzebub’s heartbeat thumping in the arteries in his wrists.
‘Later, when the age of destruction arrives, monsters the size of Madame will appear relatively common… … It’s quite a unique existence right now.’
In addition, Madam was also the culprit who forced Balak’s warriors to abandon their living quarters and move from place to place.
Balak’s warriors were in a very difficult situation in many ways, whether to avoid Madame, who was desperately trying to expand her life range due to hunger, or avoid the Baskervilles who were entering the jungle by expanding the empire’s territory.
‘I can set them free.’
Madame Eight Legs and the Baskervilles. Vikir intended to subjugate these two beings oppressing Balak under his command.
It would be a way of repaying Balak for caring for them and a good thing for each other’s future.
Also, Bikir was willing to try.
How much stronger he has become during the two years in the sea.
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‘I had a deep interest in this match against Adonai. Soon you will be able to climb one more step… … .’
Bikir was walking through the rain while thinking about this and that.
However, the hound soon had no choice but to stop.
A familiar smell wafting past the curtain of torrential water.
I can’t help but smell this scent, which I’ve been smelling every single day for the past two years.
Iyen. She stood in front of Bikir, her entire body soaked.
“Did you wait?”
“… … .”
“How long have you been standing there?”
“… … .”
Even to Bikir’s question, Iyen doesn’t answer.
Eventually, she opened her mouth.
“Wolves cannot be tamed.”
“… … ?”
“No matter how tied you are, untie the rope and run away.”
Iyen looked up and looked straight into Vikir’s eyes.
“Wolves cannot be tamed after all. I just have to let him come to me when he wants, even if he doesn’t have to wear a leash.”
She grinned at Bikir.
“You are not a hound. Bikir. You call yourself that… … No hound will ever act like you.”
“… … .”
Bikir looked down at Iyen’s legs.
Her right leg was bound with leaves and hides.
During the previous fight with Adonai, Ayen had suffered a leg wound in the process of rescuing Bikir from being hit by a poisoned arrow.
Because of the aftereffects, Iyen was still lame.
Bikir opened his mouth after silence.
“… … Even if you follow him with his body, it won’t help. Go back to the village.”
The air is so humid that water squeezes out of it, but the words that come out of your mouth are dry.
However, Iyen kept his mouth shut as if he expected that much.
yet. She held out something to Bikir.
It was dried jerky, fruit, and nuts wrapped in leaves.
Bikir laughed.
“It’s like ancestral rice.”
“Don’t joke like that.”
Ayen opened her eyes fiercely and glared at Vikir.
And then he added a word.
“Promise.”
A landscape that makes you feel deja vu.
The Hound thought the situation was a bit familiar.
Iyen spoke again.
“Promise me you’ll come back.”
“… … .”
When Vikir didn’t answer, Ayen opened his mouth again in a choked tone, as if holding his breath underwater.
“no.”
She hesitates for a moment, then speaks again.
“no. It’s okay if you don’t promise to come back.”
creeping voice. A voice brimming with anxiety, nervousness, and heaviness.
Iyen looks into Vikir’s eyes with a desperate voice as if vomiting blood.
“It’s fine if you don’t come back… … Just stay alive.”
Bikir was silent for a moment.
And he opened his mouth a little late to say he answered right away.
“… … of course.”
Then, the breath he had been holding back from Iyen’s mouth finally spurted out in white.
The distant darkness in the dark clouds that swallowed even the distant winter.
The hound dog, no, the owner who quietly watches the back of the wolf from a standing position.
The wolf runs through the dawn again.
but. Unlike last time, there was one thing I couldn’t tell Vikir.
‘It’s okay if you don’t come back… … Just stay alive.’
Women are really good at making difficult demands.
He lied for the first time in every moment since he was born twice.
Because he himself did not know whether he would be able to keep this promise or not.
