74 – Bloody entrance ceremony (9)

Silverin’s hair swayed lightly in the wind. After she climbed onto the island, she was taking a break while looking at the scenery spread out beneath her feet.

Then, along the corridor surrounding the Sky Garden, a man in a priest’s uniform approached her silently.

He stopped four steps from Silverin and bowed politely.

“I didn’t expect to see you again like this. Master Silverin.”

Silverin slowly turned around and looked down at the priest.

“It’s been a while, Price. I thought I’d be ruined sooner or later. The string is pretty strong here too.”

The Altar of Stars no longer accepted anyone who would inherit the next generation. So, one way or another, it was destined to be cut off and completely forgotten in the world.

“hahahaha, it’s a situation where there’s nothing strange when it fails.”

“Yes. I’m here to hurry up and get some help before I’m ruined.”

“Otherwise, there would be no reason for you to come here. When you left before, you said that you would come back if you found the owner of the Cube. Is that what I think is correct?”

Silverin took out a vial of blood and showed it to me.

As she gently shakes the bottle, the cube clicks.

A strange look appeared in the priest’s eyes after confirming this.

“I can’t believe that’s true. You live and see all these things. That Silverine took the Roesenthal Cube…”

Silverin narrowed her eyes and glared at the priest before cutting off her words.

“Unfortunately, it’s not what you think.”

The priest hesitated for a moment with a face that did not understand her meaning.

“…Isn’t that the case? What’s wrong? Are you ignoring the tradition of the Roesenthal Cube?”

“Yeah. Just as soon as possible.”

“No, what the heck… how can I…”

The priest was so shocked that he could not speak. The Roesenthal Cube is difficult to obtain materials for and takes years to manufacture. It was something that should never be taken lightly.

Seeing Silverin’s confident attitude, he let out a deep sigh as if resigned and said,

“…You’re still being stubborn. The wind is cold here, unlike down here. Let’s go inside.”

The priest guided Silverin to the Altar of Stars. The priest asked her as they walked through the corridor.

“So… even if it’s not to that extent, it’s undeniable that he’s a person that Silverin-sama is sure to care about. That’s what the Roesenthal Cube is originally intended for.”

“…”

The fact that she used the Cube on someone, who never cared about the opposite sex, had a different meaning.

This was because the Roesenthal Cube was originally a sacred object that lovers who had made a marriage contract swallowed one by one to create a spiritual bond.

There was no way she would have fed the pair of cubes given to her without meaning to them.

Priest Price’s mind was full of questions. Her cube is a reward for the help she gave to the Altar of Stars.

At that time, the priests of the Altar of Stars were saved thanks to Silverine, but everything she pursued failed.

The cube was handed over to Silverin, who was in despair, with the intention of finding another meaning in life.

All the priests sincerely wished for stability and happiness in the future of their benefactor, Silverin.

Price was no different from other priests, so it was important to know who Silverine’s opponent was.

“May I ask who the nobleman who disturbed Silverin-sama’s heart is?”

Women generally seek a higher marriage and do not meet men of a lower class than themselves. If it was a man who matched Silverin’s eye level, he could be a crown prince, a sword master, or an archmage.

The corner of the priest’s mouth twitched slightly in anticipation of what kind of amazing great man would emerge.

But, for some reason, Sylverin remained silent.

The priest, who realized that the question was excessively digging into the private realm, quickly dealt with it.

“…I’m glad I was rude. I’m sorry.”

“…”

Silverin did not swallow the remaining cubes herself and put them in a bottle. Perhaps she was simply taking functional conveniences without really attaching any significance to tradition. Considering Silverin’s tendency, it was quite possible.

While Price was deeply disappointed, Sylverine cautiously opened her mouth.

“…My disciple.”

Soon after, Priest Price stopped and looked back at Sylverine. Then he asked again.

“Disciple, you mean disciple?”

“yes.”

Price’s eyes widened.

The word disciple was surprising, but what made him question his question over and over again, holding on to his footsteps. It was a foreign emotion buried in Silverin’s voice.

In her voice when referring to her pupil, the characteristic harshness was gone.

And a faint shyness came out.

This was something that could never be found in Silverin in the past.

***

It was said that Elizabeth’s meteorite bracelet would ward off curses.

It means that a curse hangs over the labyrinth. But I couldn’t figure out what the curse was.

I had never seen so many corpses in my life. Damian busily moved among the corpses to find someone who was breathing.

The ground is mostly bloodstained. And here and there, something like black slime wriggled on the floor and over the corpses.

“These are…”

Damian removed the black slime with his hand. The black slime was all leeches. The awl holes in the corpses were made by leeches sucking blood.

The sight of the leeches clinging to the body and sucking blood was horrifyingly hideous.

I couldn’t figure out how the leeches were here, who sprayed them, and why.

In the meantime, a coughing sound was heard from somewhere.

Damian put the body down and ran straight to where the coughing sound came from.

“Damn, damn, where are you. Where are you!”

While I was running and looking around, I saw a librarian trembling.

Damian gave up his mind as he approached him and tried to support him. There were countless leeches attached to the librarian’s skin, apparently coveting living blood.

The librarian shuddered like an aspen tree and coughed again in pain.

Damian took off the librarian’s mask. His face was already full of leeches.

Desperate, Damian took handfuls of leeches and threw them away.

“Damn, damn, wait a minute. I’ll save you.”

It was only after taking off a few handfuls that I was able to see the shape of the librarian’s face.

He coughed and coughed out a bowlful of black blood.

“Cool. Who… who… who… is it.”

It was strange. All the leeches had been removed from his face, and though his eyes were wide open, he did not see Damian.

The librarian’s eyes were discolored and unfocused. had gone blind.

Damian clenched his teeth.

“This is Damian. Don’t tell me! I’ll get you right now.”

Damian tore off the librarian’s clothes. I checked my condition and bit my lip. There was no place without leeches.

He removed the leech with a quick hand.

In the meantime, the librarian grabbed Damian’s wrist to stop him from moving.

“I’m… cool, it’s already too late. Now, right now, you have to… run away.”

“It’s okay, don’t tell me!”

The librarian’s hands trembled.

“It’s targeting Trisha…to the labyrinth…surely, surely running away…”

Damian’s heart sank.

Trisha. I had forgotten Trisha’s existence for a while.

“Tricia, what happened to Trisha?”

“It’s not yet…not confirmed…cool, hurry, run…run…you have to…”

“It’s okay, so let’s go together alive!”

“It’s no use…you have to leave now…where the compass is pointing…cool, as far as you can…before it’s too late, come on.”

The librarian coughed up blood as if his intestines were being squeezed.

And the librarian’s hand holding Damian’s wrist fell helplessly. Soon after, the librarian stopped breathing.

Damian couldn’t move from the spot. My heart was beating like it would explode. I hoped all of this was a dream.

What’s the situation?

This place was literally a living hell.

He repeated the librarian’s words. Are you aiming for Trisha? When Damian looked around, only the librarian was dead, but Trisha was nowhere to be seen.

Only one thought ran through Damian’s head.

We need to save Trisha.

Once again, a strong wind swept through the labyrinth, and a red fog rolled in like a dark cloud.

The thick smell of blood and rotting corpses stung my nostrils.

The hair all over my body stood on end and I felt chills. Damian stood up straight away and turned in the direction the blood mist had blown. He couldn’t see anything because his vision was blocked, but he sensed something approaching.

Suddenly, a strange cry echoed through the labyrinth. The deafening cry of an evil spirit. It was obviously not human.

A being that pierced his soul long ago. Thanks to that, Damian knew what it was at once.

It was the cry of the race.

Damian felt his heart freeze. The memory of being suddenly and helplessly thrown off a cliff passed by like a kaleidoscope.

Suddenly, I felt the presence of people in one place.

again and again

Someone was approaching him with footsteps clattering. Damian swallowed his saliva, frozen on the spot.

Soon after, something knocked loudly on the chest. Damian took the necklace he was wearing out of his clothes. The necklace that Professor Ella gave me as a gift was trembling strongly.

“…”

There was only one danger the necklace perceived.

black magician. It was a sign of death.