The Paladin Owns the Relic

72 – Search for Paramer (18)

“Poetry, I hate it…!”

He hit his neck. It would have been impossible for Rosemary in normal times, but it was possible now when her strength was exhausted.

A clean blow knocked Rosemary to the floor. I glanced back at Brother Lucas Marcus.

“Did you hear me? Don’t look back and get out. Right Now.”

They also nodded as if they felt a strange current.

“That… Is not human. I wish you luck sibling.”

“…It would be nice if we could meet again.”

The mercenaries were trying to say something. But no one said anything. With a pale face, he hurriedly left the basement.

The girl nodded. Nothing was reflected in the empty pupils.

Literally dead eyes.

The finger moved.

“No.”

Black tentacles jumped out of the darkness. Black spears split into dozens aimed at the backs of the escaping party.

I also moved.

“What’s wrong?”

[Heaviness that strikes down the darkness – Use Stomp (S).]

Quad Deuk Deuk!!!

The flame burned. He smashed his tentacles with his greatsword. Black blood dripped, and the girl flinched slightly.

They met mine for the first time. Black hair. Empty eyes. Scarred face.

…That’s right.

I’m sure it’s ‘Aris, the slave of the clock tower’.

“As expected, you are different.”

“Yes. Ghost. I am different.”

“…Aris is a ghost?”

“It’s a specter because it’s the same as the things around you.”

Aris, the slave of the clock tower.

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The actual boss of the dark side, and the monster you must kill before killing the monster in the clock tower to get there comfortably.

I took the greatsword. It is unknown if that girl had contact with the monster in the clock tower. However, judging from the fact that she was using her strength, it seemed safe to say that she was already half-linked.

Still a specter. However, if you make full contact with the monster, that guy gains a body. It would be ridiculously difficult, and everything would be messed up.

It is best to kill it before it is fully assimilated. But even that was not enough for me now.

Wait time. And somehow let me think only of escaping Paramer.

In the first place, when ‘Clock Tower Slave Aris’ and ‘Clock Tower Monster Pierre’ come into contact, it was no different than a ruined scenario.

If at least one of the 12 stars on the continent comes, it will be able to subdue it.

Let’s not think about winning.

Let’s just think about wasting time!

“……”

The girl glanced around. She stared at the trembling refugees against the wall.

My head snapped once more.

“Aris is a ghost?”

“Yes. Shade. Idiots who mistakenly think they are alive. Quietly go to hell.”

“…No.”

Muttered the girl.

“Aris is not a specter.”

“You are a specter because you searched. Your freedom is not here Already gone to hell.”

“Aris will be free.”

“I can’t. So she’s kind of stuck back.”

“Aris is going out. Out of Paramer. That she will be free.”

“Bugs.”

I stretched out my greatsword.

“You were tied to the clock tower with the monster. Even if you leave this place, you won’t find what you’re looking for. Paramer has changed, and the freedom you so much wanted died while you were chained here.”

“……”

“Is the imperial knight over there whispering to you? That’s all bullsh*t Do you think mere humans can give you real freedom? It’s the bullsh*t of delusional humans.”

“I am not just a human being.”

“Then what? A lesser wizard who fell from the blue mage tower?”

-Get off!!!!

A voice was heard. I flinched. A voice I haven’t heard in a long time.

Ra exclaimed urgently.

“What did you say when it came out of nowhere?”

– My judgment was wrong! The system of this world has already been fundamentally corrupted!

“Yes?”

-It was ridiculous that the twisted stigma was adapted to the apostle! Since the structure of the world itself has been eroded, everything is already messed up!

Ra’s voice trembled.

-The ‘corrupter’ I spoke of knew beforehand that I would intervene! Before you moved, you were already moving!

“…What?”

The Corruptor.

The purpose of Ra’s calling me here, and the people I need to reform.

The girl whispered.

“The Apostle of Ra, Zahard.”

She said my name, which she didn’t know.

“That person said. You will definitely come here.”

“…Who?”

“Aris is not a specter.”

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The first red status window blinked.

She said.

“Aris is a person.”

[‘Clock Tower Slave Aris’ regains her true form.]

[‘Aris’ is registered in the list of main NPCs.]

[You have encountered the eater ‘Aris’.]

[List of Corruptors: ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ‘Eater, Aris’]

The air is getting cold. It feels like all the light goes black in an instant.

My vision was shaking. For an instant, life dwelled in Aris’ pale skin.

Real skin and blood are mixed on the body of the woman who was thought to be a specter.

“…What?”

The boss monster… Becomes an NPC?

Aris, the slave of the clock tower, looked at me and smiled. Her scarred face was grotesquely contorted.

The last metal chain around her neck shattered with a rattle.

“How do you feel?”

I tried to stay calm. Even though I kept my sanity with my skills, for some reason my hands were shaking.

Have you seen this f*cking development?

“It wasn’t the imperial knights and wizards who… Let you go. There were already guests before we came. Did the fallen ones touch you?”

“I was released a long time ago. Redemption is a trick. Even the skin color is fake. Aris is perfect. All the way before. Pierre and Aris are together. Always together.”

“…Then why did you stay here?”

“That person said. If we go out on our own, you’ll get stronger in hiding.”

“Was it a trap from the beginning?”

“Aris is a stake. Pierre’s hammer. It’s your heart to take down. That’s a promise.”

Aris’ shadow stretched strangely. I opened my eyes wide.

“…What the f*ck.”

There are countless eyes mixed in the shadows. The clock tower monster. Originally, it would have been sealed.

Was the strange cry above the clock tower a fake? Was it just a shell?

It was all a trick to get me here in the first place?

“You have already… Been in contact with the monster. You mean everything I did was nonsense. You did all sorts of things to bring me in.”

“Since you kept your promise, Aris can go out of Paramer.”

“Is it your promise to kill me here?”

“No. It’s enough to eat it.”

“…What?”

The shadow split open. There were numerous teeth stuck to the cross section.

“Because the stake only needs to break the heart.”

Shadow teeth bit my whole body.

– Run…!

I hurriedly raised my greatsword. However, Aris’s shadow passed through the great sword and passed through my body.

A chilly feeling as if passed by a ghost. And immediately, Ra’s voice cut off.

[The eater ‘Aris’ devours your power.]

[The sun god’s holy power disappears.]

[The connection with the sun god has been lost.]

[The stigma fades.]

Ra’s voice cut off.

“End with this.”

I knelt down. A tremendous exhaustion swept through his body.

I couldn’t feel the holy power that was seething all over my body. As if it was out of order, the light of the holy power went out.

It feels like half of my soul has been eaten.

Aris passed me by.

“Paramer can’t confine Aris anymore. Aris is free.”

“Oops… sh*t… Kick…”

“Did she say Aris was a ghost?”

Aris stood in front of the door and looked back at me. She caught the ‘refugees’ scattered around her in her eyes, then raised the corners of her mouth grotesquely.

“Zahard is a specter. Hi.”

The basement door started to close. I stared blankly at the fading light.

Twisted.

More surely than ever before.

“…f*ck.”

I laughed.

“f*cked.”

The door to the underground common was closed.

The darkness engulfed me.

. . .

The black fog is clearing. Brother Lucas Marcus hurriedly ran.

Creepy Spine. Even as the black fog was clearing, something was getting weird.

More grotesque and twisted are coming. The entire Paramere shakes, and the rotten stench begins to grow stronger.

It’s daytime. It’s still clearly daytime. A quiet day without any sound.

But suddenly the outer wall of the building starts to burst. An army of rotten ones crawls out from under the ground.

“What the f*ck?!”

“Suddenly, what is this…!”

Quaaang!

Quaaang!

Quaaang!

As if a clogged sewer is being pierced all at once, it pours out simultaneously. Lucas and Marcus swung their axes. The mercenaries struggled like tenacity to somehow clear the way.

Even though I came close to the barrier, it wasn’t normal. I could see the rotten ones clinging to them and eating the outer walls. The monsters, who had been quiet until now, were running out of control when the black fog lifted.

“…God.”

Daniel muttered involuntarily.

Apocalypse.

It feels like the end of the world is coming.

I could see the entrance. Brother Lucas Marcus, who squeezed himself between the stopped stagecoach, pushed hard against the barricade.

“Go first!”

“We will stop it!”

“Don’t make bullsh*t, jump out together!”

“Isn’t it already too late to block it!”

A burst of rotten flesh engulfed the entire Paramer. The guards found the party who had no choice but to jump out and shouted urgently.

“Ah, what’s going on inside!”

“Because we don’t even know?!”

“First of all, please give me a ride! Right now!”

“Oh, come on up!”

The carriage moved. The frightened horses ran madly. Daniel barely took a breath and opened the closed tent of the wagon.

“…God.”

City Paramer.

Something was clinging to the outer wall surrounding it. Behemoth. A monster that scattered rotten odors around was clearly raising its body beyond the outer walls of Paramer.

It’s big. A body composed of countless rotten ones moves slowly. Looking up from afar wasn’t enough, the bizarre beast that had to look up for a long time opened its mouth.

The rotten, pooled monster let out a long cry.

—————————————–Gooooo. …

“Crazy…Chin…”

Daniel murmured.

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“That… What the hell… Is that…?”

No one said anything except him, but everyone in the carriage already knew.

The Paramer disaster that happened 10 years ago.

And this time it won’t end with one city.

. . .

I opened my eyes. The surroundings were quiet. Nothing could be heard except for the weeping of the refugees, who were no different from ghosts.

“…I’m hungry…I’m hungry…”

“I want to live… please… even if it’s just a child…”

“I don’t want to die like this…”

The soul is alive, but the body is dead. The thing that maintains its shape only with tenacity.

Aris, the slave of the clock tower, was the same case as them. But now it’s different. It merged with the clock tower monster and obtained a proper body.

Now, well, I guess you could call me the lord of the rotten ones.

I stretched. Once alive, that’s it. As long as you are alive, you can plan your chance. But something was strange.

The back of the head was soft. There were also little fairies wandering around.

Our eyes met. Glittering golden eyes. I frowned at the gaze that looked at me anxiously.

There was no choice but to make bitter noises.

“…Why didn’t you guys go out?”

Elves.

I clearly told them to get out, but there were guys in front of me who didn’t.

Flora trembled. She averted her gaze.

“That, that is…”

“You didn’t miss the timing because you were scared, did you? Then you’re really sick.”

“Don’t you talk too much!”

“Apologize to Flora!”

They were real assholes.

I got up. Maybe thanks to the soft knee pillow, the back of my head didn’t hurt.

I just felt weak. Should I say the link is broken? As soon as the strength I always had disappeared, my whole body was drained of strength.

“Ra.”

-…….

She didn’t answer the call. Even her stigma was completely out of light. Oh my. Is it because all the power of the sun god accumulated so far has disappeared?

It’s ruined. Screwed up

The situation was the worst. Flora hesitated.

“I… Zahard.”

“Why.”

“Did you lose all the holy power of the sun god? Are you unable to show the same inaction as before?”

Frightened eyes stared at me.

“Have we become… Unable to get out of this place?”

“Hey.”

“Yes, yes?”

“Don’t try to rely on others, do it yourself. A little. Am I the mother bird that feeds you?”

I looked up at the ceiling. All Paramer was trembling. I tried to open the basement door, but it wouldn’t open.

I’m holding something outside. Perhaps Aris has done some work.

I was trapped.

They were completely locked up in a closed room. Are you trying to create a real specter? Aris heard something she didn’t want to hear, so she was trying to return it to me.

But she said it saved me. I don’t know who the guy who signed the contract with Aris was, but he couldn’t have considered that childlike personality.

No.

Before that, I must have not known that the power I had was not limited to being an ‘apostle of the sun god’. Does that mean that the opponent is at least not an omnipotent God?

“Go out.”

-…Yes!

It’s been a long time since I heard a voice. Now that she has fallen into the abyss, her voice is like that of a fairy.

“Can I get in touch with you?”

-No… It was through Zahard’s stigma that we were able to talk… In the first place, there were very few means of direct communication between the gods…

“Well, I can’t help it. Even if there is, there is no way to find the holy power right now.”

The elves looked at me with suspicion. They fooled each other.

“Talk to yourself into the air…”

“Isn’t it crazy?”

“Keep a little distance…”

“Oh, you can’t do that to a benefactor!”

I checked the pocket. Fortunately, the pockets in the form of backpacks that were put down before the battle were intact. There is still enough food and plenty of water.

There is a saying, ‘If there are no teeth, then the gums’. Now that the sun god’s holy power has been taken away, all I have left is the far less powerful naga’s holy power.

But that was enough. It’s a specter that’s overflowing here!

“Ugh. Aris… You idiot b*tch…”

I smirked. There is a saying that a crisis is an opportunity. In the first place, the Order of the Naga was a sacred power related to shadows and darkness.

And the twisted specter in this living hell could be seen as darkness itself. Originally, I thought it was just a reward to revive and take, but now it was different.

Since the fire has gone down, the one who can save it should give up. They’re not worth saving anyway. I tried to save it with the thought of reviving it and getting the treasure, but since I seem to be behind the reward, this is probably the best way.

Swallow them all and get out of here. If you think about it differently, it’s a rather good situation.

Time overflowing.

There is plenty of food.

The number of ghosts is unspeakable.

“Dig a grave with your own hands.”

It is the best place to build up the power of the naga!