242. Alibrihe (3)
#242
“So what are you guys? “Are you here to ruin my first and last vacation?”
Ronan’s eyes widened. It was indeed Alibrihe. However, his impression had changed enough to be called a different person from when he traveled through the savior’s memories. He was clearly a big guy with a big personality.
There seemed to be something going on, but Ronan didn’t bother to ask. Because there was something else that was important right now. He tilted his head.
“A vacation?”
“I would appreciate it if you answered my question first.”
“You can tell me that, but you won’t have to tell the leader, right?”
“If you have any doubts, you don’t have to tell me. Instead, our conversation will end here. “Let me just say that my thoughts on the church are by no means positive.”
He was truly a formidable old man. His skill could be seen in his gentle yet strong demeanor. Ronan thought for a moment and nodded his head.
“Um, sure.”
It wasn’t the type of threat that would work. Also, if he had bad intentions, he wouldn’t have saved us. He pointed alternately between himself and Asher, who was fast asleep.
“I am Ronan, and the boy sleeping over there is Asher. therefore···”
Ronan briefly explained their identity and the purpose of coming to Adren. Even if something goes wrong, we completely exclude any information that could be used as an excuse to be tracked. Alibrihe listened to him as he threw firewood into the fire one by one.
Because it was a large and empty space, voices rang out. The light from the flickering bonfire was casting a long shadow in the sewer. After hearing the explanation to some extent, Alibrihe slowly remembered.
“···Is that what happened? “It’s amazing that you came all the way here to Adren to stop the cult.”
“It was easier to get to than I thought. By the way, I was grateful earlier.”
“Hmm?”
Suddenly Ronan lowered his head. He noticed that Alibrhe’s eyebrows twitched.
“What are you thankful for?”
“You saved him and me. To be honest, I had no idea how to get to the sewer.”
Ronan expressed his gratitude in a polite manner. It was his belief to skip past straws.
Although I could not yet fully trust this old man, it was a clear fact that the crisis was averted thanks to him. Ali Bryhe, who had been dumbfounded, opened his mouth.
“···You are not the cult leader’s child. “To be honest, I was a little skeptical.”
“hmm? “Suddenly confident?”
“Because there is no way a person who inherited the blood of that monster would be grateful to others. There is absolutely no way I would lower my head. “You can tell just by looking at Lycopos.”
Alibrihe’s tone of voice as he said this was filled with disgust. As he said, his relationship with his church did not seem to be very good.
“Then what is your identity? Is it true what this old man thinks?”
“Probably so.”
Ronan did not deny it. Since he had come this far, he had no choice but to reveal it. Anyway, you won’t know whether he’s alive or dead or his exact location until you tell him, so this is probably okay.
“I am the savior, that is, the son of Cain.”
“Ah…oh my god.”
Alibrihe sighed. He continued, slowly brushing his face with his palm.
“I don’t know how long it’s been since I last heard that name. “I never thought you had children… Are they still alive?”
“well. “Now it’s your turn.”
Ronan raised one corner of his mouth humorously. She had given one, so now it was time to receive one. Alibrihe, who was looking at him in bewilderment, smiled slightly.
“…Your smile resembles your father.”
“is that so?”
The corners of Ronan’s mouth rose a little more. Alibrihe was about to say something. Kugugugu…! Suddenly, the floor and walls began to vibrate as if there had been an earthquake.
“what?”
Ronan frowned. I felt the musty air stirring. A voice that sounded like a shout was echoing sporadically from somewhere in the distance. Ali Bryhe clicked her tsk tongue.
“It looks like Ajidahaka has begun his pursuit in earnest. “It’s probably chaos outside right now.”
Ronan realized it was a sound coming from the ground. Chiik – When Alibrihe extended his index finger toward the bonfire, the flames died down as if covered with a blanket.
“Let’s move the location first. “Follow me.”
He turned his back and walked deep into the sewer. Ronan followed Alibrihe without waking Asher. Most wizards recover their mana while they sleep, so I wanted to give them as much rest as possible.
“Uhmmm…mmmm…”
“Sleep well. “I don’t think I can rest now.”
The sound of footsteps continued. Adren’s sewer system was larger and wider than any sewer system Ronan had ever experienced. I was particularly impressed by the size of the capital, which was comparable to a considerable river.
‘It’s so big.’
The dragons were definitely big. Ronan was in the midst of admiring the scale and quality of construction. Ali Bryhe, who was walking ahead, opened his mouth.
“···A vacation is literally a vacation. I am now leaving the church and returning to my hometown for the first time since Nebula Clazier was founded. “Except for the cult leader, they don’t even know I’m here.”
It was an answer to Ronan’s question at first. The sound of the water was so loud that I had to listen. Alibrihe began to tell about himself, as he had promised.
“The bar you and I first met was a place I ran as a hobby. It was always a little fun. “I can no longer use it because of one kid who can’t control his temper.”
“I’m sorry about that. I did something and it turned out to be a hobby. “I also wondered why I was in that place instead of the blacksmith shop.”
“What, how do you know I was a blacksmith?”
“I just found out while fighting with the religious order. “It was famous.”
Ronan joked. He didn’t bother to mention that he shared some of the savior’s memories. It was still a hasty decision to show all of the cards.
“And my girlfriend is using the whip that the old man made. “It was written by a woman called Yuria or something.”
“Ah… I know what you mean. “It’s a tricky weapon, but it’s great that you’ve adapted to it.”
“I think so.”
Various stories were exchanged. I wanted to hurry and get the main idea out of the way, but it was better to lead the way naturally rather than accidentally messing things up. Suddenly, Alibrihe asked a question.
“Right, what exactly happened with that friend Ajidahaka? “I really don’t know anything.”
“That is absolutely crazy. “He’s a bastard who would even sell his parents if he could defeat Navarre.”
When I remembered the situation at that time, my fever suddenly rose. There is something else to hold onto. Ronan explained what happened at Sky Tower in a voice full of anger.
Jealousy toward Navardos, solidarity with the church, and even a strange ritual to receive power from the stars. The explanation ended with Schlieffen’s story. Alibrihe stroked his beard.
“I’m sorry your colleague ended up like that. Still, as long as the word “captured alive” was mentioned, he wouldn’t have died. “Keeping one’s word well is one of the few advantages of the dragon race.”
“I have to believe that.”
Ronan clenched his fists. That stupid bastard had to be saved at all costs. Alibrihe sighed.
“Hmm… By the way, Ajidahaka also made a very foolish choice. “She had heard rumors that Abel had been in contact with Adren, but she had no idea it was true.”
“If he gains strength, will the Dragon King be able to defeat Navarre?”
“well. But one thing is certain. “Once the ritual is over, Adren will be destroyed.”
Alibrihe said calmly. It was so calm that it took some time to understand its meaning. Trudging. Ronan stopped in place.
“···I beg your pardon?”
“What is happening at the top of Sky Tower is not simply a ritual to increase power. They use the great power of the Dragon King and Adren as bait to summon beings from the distant sky. Well, I guess I just have to get stronger.”
“A being in the sky. No way, those giants… ah.”
“What did you just say?”
Alibrihe stopped walking. Ronan gasped as his eyes met hers. I was so excited that I ended up making a premature statement.
‘Damn, this is rude.’
Ronan bit his lower lip. It was a very boring situation.
If Alibrihe had any remaining loyalty to the church, he would try to get rid of him. Ronan’s hand slowly moved closer to the hilt of the sword.
‘Should I cut it?’
A suffocating silence hovered between the two. Ronan was ready to draw his sword at any moment. After a few seconds, a completely unexpected reaction came back.
“Huh…Have they already dug that far? “The church’s foundation has also been revealed.”
“···what?”
Suddenly Alibrihe began to laugh. It was a really funny laugh that didn’t feel like there was any evil intent at all.
This didn’t feel very good. Ronan couldn’t stand it anymore and kicked him.
“Damn it, stop laughing and explain. What exactly happened?”
“There’s nothing special. “Still, I’ll tell you what I know.”
Alibrihe behaved surprisingly cheerfully. It really seemed like his feelings toward the church were not good.
Ronan was swallowing his saliva and waiting for his next words. He suddenly turned his back and started walking back into the sewer.
“What, you said you would tell me?”
“I guess so. “But there’s someone you need to meet first.”
“Who should I meet?”
Ronan asked, but Alibrihe did not answer. The figure behind me, walking diligently, was gradually moving away. Ronan’s brow furrowed slightly.
“What on earth…?”
I couldn’t understand what this was doing other than talking all of a sudden. However, since there was no other option, Ronan ended up following him.
Similar scenes followed. This was a space like a shadow of a brilliant city. Rats startled by the sound of footsteps ran around busily, and human corpses were occasionally seen.
Most of them had only white bones left, and they seemed to be servants who had been abandoned by their masters. Did he run away here because he didn’t want to be expelled from Adren? Ronan suddenly raised his gaze and looked at the ceiling.
‘It’s no big deal.’
A voice was heard coming through the drain, looking for him and Asher. Since the sound was louder than before, it seemed like more troops had been deployed. You would have to see it in person to know the exact details, but to put it bluntly, it was a daunting situation.
In the midst of all this, who are you introducing me to? At that time, Alibrihe, who had been walking straight for an hour, turned a corner. He said without turning his head.
“We have arrived. “It took a lot of hard work to get here.”
“What. So, let me meet someone…”
That was the moment Ronan turned the corner, grumbling. His legs became frozen as if they were rooted to the floor.
The smell of blood stung my nose. In the middle of an empty space, like a room where no movers had moved in, a man was sitting cross-legged.
“you···!”
A small lamp was shining next to him. The man’s hair hung like a weeping willow and fell down to his sides. He had his eyes closed, but I had no trouble recognizing his face. It was the Demon Dragon Orsay.
‘Why is that bastard here?’
Orsay’s well-trained abdomen was heavily bandaged. Judging by the fact that there was a mountain of red-stained bandages piled up in a corner of the room, it seemed like he hadn’t lost a lot of blood.
Herbs that appeared to be medicinal herbs were lying around haphazardly. Is this a new trap? The hand that was not supporting Asher was slowly heading towards the hilt of the sword. Alibrihe waved his prosthetic hand at him.
“Hey, how are you feeling?”
The tone was full of affection, as if greeting a friend. Orsay opened his eyes. He looked back at Alibrihe and growled lowly.
【You’re right in saying that. If you had not reported it, this division would not have arisen.】
“It’s not even funny. I reported you to run away, but it’s your fault for running wild. “I guarantee you that if I had left you alone, neither the mouse nor the bird would have died.”
【Shut up, old man. I’ve recovered enough, so I’ll go now.】
Ronan, who was watching the conversation between the two, was confused. Although she bickered, she didn’t seem to get along. Hey, what’s going on? Alibrihe sighed.
“Hehe, what an ungrateful bastard you are. “It’s up to you to leave, but how about having a conversation with this friend first?”
【Conversation?】
Orsay frowned. Alibrihe stepped aside without saying a word. His eyes met Ronan, who was standing behind him. A horribly awkward silence fell. Ronan spoke first.
“Are you alive?”
【It hasn’t been that long. bantling.】
