#218
218. Unsuitable (3)
Belquist fell to the floor.
Then, he closed his hands as if he were holding them.
He exerted so much strength that his entire forearm trembled.
[Danger!]
[‘Belquist (★★★★)’ is starting to get contaminated!]
“Ka… Hak…!”
A gasping sound escaped Belquist’s wide open mouth.
Black veins sprouted from the sides of the eyes.
obvious contamination.
‘Not yet.’
It was bound to go through a state of contamination at least once in the middle of carving a higher imprint.
It was important from now on. If you overcome it, you will become the owner of the imprint, and if you can’t overcome it… … .
sereung.
I pulled the blade halfway out of the scabbard Belquist gave me.
‘There is reason.’
His face was twisted in pain, but the light was still in his eyes.
thud! thump thump!
Belquist hit the floor with his fist.
After hitting it several times like that, blood flowed between the clenched fists.
[Danger!]
[The contamination of ‘Belquist (★★★★)’ is getting worse!]
[Master, be careful! Contaminated heroes cannot be recovered.]
simplicity and honesty.
Accompanied by the sound of skin being torn, black blood vessels sprouted from his body.
Belquist vomited black, thick blood from his mouth.
<So what did I say! Cancel now! I haven’t gotten over it yet!>
Gugukon hurriedly approached Belquist.
The dove tried to push away the orb that was emitting white light near Belquist.
“……Stop it, la.”
Belquist grabbed Gugukon’s wings.
“It’s not over… yet.”
Belquist carried it under the boat as if holding a marble.
Then he murmured in a voice mixed with metal.
“I… I… have to be strong…”
<You madman! I lost my mind. What are you doing, Han!>
The dove looked back at me with ferocious eyes.
With my sword half drawn, I continued to stare at Belquist.
“Stop it, don’t.”
Belquist looked up at me with reddened eyes.
“I… chose the path. I will take responsibility.”
“It’s not your responsibility to die at will.”
“of course.”
Cool!
Belquist vomited black blood once more.
“Because I decided to die on the battlefield.”
“…”
“So… I won’t die in an ugly way.”
The sound of Belquist’s clenching echoed throughout the room.
‘Wasn’t it done from the beginning?’
I remembered Iolka’s precedent.
In terms of efficiency, originally, she shouldn’t have gone to the water dragon subjugation.
However, the guy has harassed me several times. let’s fight together
It is the same now.
2% gamble on odds.
I listened to my colleague’s fooling around again this time.
Of course, I have no intention of going back now.
If I stop here, Belquist will resent me for the rest of my life.
“Thank you.”
Belquist looked at me and laughed hard.
I sighed deeply.
Now I had no choice but to wait and see what would happen to him.
Wood deok!
The sound of bones breaking.
The skin was torn, and pure white scales sprouted through the cracks.
Belquist let out a silent scream.
Wooddeuk. White horny horns sprouted from Belquist’s temples.
Asinis’ official successor, Delphine’s, was the same.
I gave strength to the hilt of the sword.
Contamination was still going on.
Black blood flowed from the corner of his eyes to his entire body.
The black blood vessels unique to the contaminants were prominent enough to be exposed even to the outside of the skin. The moment those blood vessels eat away at the heart, it will turn into a monster-like state.
‘Not yet.’
The white dragon’s scales and horns are still sprouting.
White scales that shimmered like jewels covered Belquist’s skin.
As if being pushed away by the energy of the white dragon, the black veins were gradually removed.
<Ha, this is really… … .>
Gugu-Kon let out a breath as if he was stunned.
‘Is it a success?’
It’s strange to do that.
It was different from my time. When I imprinted Black Dragon Blood, it came in naturally, as if black energy permeated it.
However, the white dragon’s blood seemed to run rampant inside Belkist.
Belquist only wriggled from time to time, but did not show any reaction, as if he had already passed out.
His flesh and bones were visible through his torn clothes.
If you didn’t look closely, you wouldn’t be able to tell who it was.
“…”
wriggling
The fallen Belquist moved his fingers.
Then, in a slow motion, he began to raise his body.
<You’re here.>
Gugukon took a few steps back from Belquist.
Belquist’s eyelids, which had stopped standing up, went up.
Silver eyes that seem to see through the opponent.
Its mouth opened up and down.
<This body is terrible.>
The first words that came out of Belquist’s mouth were heartfelt complaints.
<Functions, durability, and potential are lacking. It’s not enough to draw out my strength.>
<I think the same.>
Gugukon scratched his wings with his front paws.
I laughed bitterly.
<Are you Israel?>
Assinis, the founder of the 4th generation family that was strong in Belquist, looked at me and said.
Surprise appeared in Asinis’s eyes as he scanned me.
<You’re more talented than I expected. I thought the impostor was lying again.>
<Who is the impostor?>
<But why… … Should I dwell with such a flawed person? A suitable body is in front.>
“What’s the difference between him and me. It’s all there.”
The white dragon, Asinis, had endlessly languid eyes.
I spoke.
“I’m sorry for the first meeting, but please help him. He’s a guy who works hard. I won’t cause any trouble.”
<Again, poor body. Looks like you bought the wrong one.>
“Whatever it was.”
<I want to change the owner. give me a refund.>
“That’s not allowed.”
<If I use all my power, this guy will explode and die in an instant.>
“Maybe now, but maybe later.”
<I did not come to play with words. To save Taonier, a more efficient body is needed.>
“They say you won’t know if you go later. He could be very strong.”
Asinis tilted her head.
<Everything is helpful to you, so why refuse? This guy can’t even properly contain me. Are you saying you won’t know this later?>
“then.”
<Whoops… … .>
Ashinis laughed bitterly.
<It’s like a tiger. You can’t eat it.>
“…”
<Yes, good. If you still want to make this guy stronger, do whatever you want.>
Asinis lowered her eyes and said.
<From now on, the power of the White Dragon King, Deltaly Asinis, belongs to him.>
Wooddeuk.
The horns that rose from the temples were gone.
The same goes for the white scales and black veins that were a sign of contamination.
<Huhhh… … But, I wonder how far you can go.>
Asinis’ eyes closed.
For a moment, Belquist stumbled and collapsed, leaning against the wall.
[Bara night!]
[Engraving is complete.]
[A special ability is engraved on the body of ‘Belquist (★★★★)’!]
The imprint message finally pops up.
did not fail
However, I swallowed a sigh at the explanation that came to my mind afterwards.
[True White Dragon Blood (S, Lv.1)]
[Blood that proves the pure lineage of the ancient White Dragon. Unprecedented power remains.]
[Unique Skill: 1. White Dragon Pavilion]
[※There are many other unknown skills.]
[Note 1 – ‘True White Dragon Blood’ is currently unavailable for some reason.]
The worst situation of falling into contamination due to engraving failure was avoided.
However, it was difficult to even call it a success.
‘Is it locked?’
If you imprint an imprint that does not match the level of the hero, even if the imprint succeeds, the ability may be locked.
This engraving could be seen as half a success and half a failure.
Although the probability of seeing it was 2%, I expected Belquist to not die.
If Asinis had completely rejected Belquist, there would have been a harbinger in Advent Dungeon.
However, Baekryong obediently entrusted the engraving stone to him. It was evidence that there was some intention to enter his body.
A gamble was a gamble, but not an unfounded gamble.
“…”
After a while, Belquist opened her eyes.
Belquist said in a hushed voice.
“…how did it go?”
“You know it when you see it. You are alive.”
I threw his scabbard at Belquist.
Belquist took it as a right hand.
“I don’t feel anything.”
<Asinis is definitely within you. It’s just that I can’t feel it because it’s faint. You don’t have the same aptitude as this guy. Did you think you could fully use that ability?>
Gugukon approached Belquist.
“What’s the point if you can’t write?”
<That’s what it is now.>
“Can you overcome it with training?”
<You can’t do that. No matter how much people train, can they bend their neck 180 degrees? The reason why you can’t handle White Dragon Blood is similar.>
Belquist furrowed his eyebrows.
“then…….”
<There is a secret technique passed down in the Asinis family. It’s called Kangryongsul. It is a ritual that makes the human body closer to that of a dragon. Asinis successors have been receiving strong dragon magic from generation to generation.>
It was the first time I heard it.
But it wasn’t even nonsense. Asinis’ successor, Delphine, did not have the appearance of an ordinary human.
<Then tell me on your own. I don’t know!>
Gugukon turned his back.
Then, waddling her fat ass, she slipped through the gap in the slightly open door.
‘Tell me.’
Well, looking back, I know what Belquist needs right now.
“As you can see, you don’t seem to be able to use the imprint in your current state.”
“Looks like it. There’s no response.”
“Belquist.”
I opened my mouth.
“I’m out of the 1st party for the time being. Don’t participate in the mission. Don’t train, don’t help the newcomers. If you ate something expensive, you’ll have to pay for it. Don’t think about coming back until you use the white dragon blood properly.”
“…”
“As the pigeon said, it seems that if you receive Asinis’s secret technique, you will be able to write an engraving.”
Probably, even if that happens, you won’t be able to write it completely.
The next thing was Belquist himself. Just like I did when I was practicing Black Dragon Blood, I will have to repeat trial and error to get used to the ability. In the process, you will have to go through life and death several times.
Belquist, who had been listening to me quietly, murmured.
“It’s supposed to be stuck in the exploration dungeon. How much time do you have?”
“Not many. Come at least until you go to the 50th floor.”
“I’m going to be tight.”
“of course.”
Currently, it is unknown what condition Assinis is in after the contingent was annihilated.
It could have been in a state of extinction due to the invasion of the church army. Or, it may be blocked by the wall of the exploration dungeon, and you may not be able to go to the area where Asinis is.
Even if Assinis was safe and Belkist entered there, it was obvious how they would accept Belkist’s request to hand over the family’s special vision.
But Belquist didn’t say no.
“He said he was curious about how far you could go. This is the minimum condition you need to have in order to use the imprint.”
“If I’m not there, who will take my place?”
“There are many candidates. Never mind.”
“Right.”
Belquist closed his eyes.
And he said it out loud.
“It’s just… that we’re on the same line.”
“On the same ship?”
“It’s not like I can roll the dice either. Just like you and the spearman.”
Belquist muttered while facing upward.
“How far can it go? I was really curious about that too.”
clap.
Belquist, with a scabbard on his belt, rose from his seat.
“I’ll be back in two weeks.”
“Are you leaving right now? Say hello to the other kids?”
“I need something like that.”
“Nerissa will be disappointed.”
Belquist chuckled.
“Fuck.”
Belquist left the room without hesitation.
Soon after, the sound of the camp’s door opening was heard.
[Autonomous action is activated!]
[Master, the hero ‘Belquist (★★★★)’ starts exploring!]
[Automatically distribute dowries to heroes. 10,000G consumed.]
[Tips/ If you want to stop unruly heroes, turn off the ‘autonomous action’ function!]
‘Two weeks later.’
It would be better to set the date for climbing the 50th floor around that time.
Before that, I had to wake up to the 49th floor beforehand.
“Move faster! We have to move faster!”
“Do it, I’ll try it!”
The way to the dorm after leaving the private practice room.
Suddenly, a strange voice came from downstairs.
‘… … .’
The training camp also had stairs leading to the lower floors.
I looked down with my feet slightly on the stairs.
“Okay, like that!”
There, five men and women were sweating together in a clearing.
In each hand, there is a weapon for practice. They moved busily and made a big circle.
It was a form practice.
As if the monster was in front of them, they moved their steps while swinging their wooden swords.
It’s late in the morning, but I’m still practicing.
I rarely do group training now.
The 1st party each had their own fighting style, and went beyond the stage of relying on the formation. The physical strength training that they gathered every morning was also sluggish as their physical abilities improved. Dalian was also infrequent, so there were few opportunities to meet during training.
‘… … It reminds me of the past.’
If Belquist achieves its goal and returns, the landscape of the training camp at that time may be drawn again.
I watched them tumble in the clearing, sweating, and didn’t return until morning.
