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Labyrinth Story 679

Chapter 679 – 672 the Underground Village of Bergen

Hwanin felt that the Gifla tribe was slow, befitting the appearance of an elementary school student.

It was to the point where he naturally accepted the formula that the Gifla tribe was destroyed thanks to this.

In order for not only people but also living things to live and prosper, a certain amount of fighting spirit is required.

The environment of Nionebreth is already hostile to life, but the race that has lost its aggression like a castrated male horse just collapses and disappears.

Qual, the chief agent of the Gifla tribe, showed all of the cards he had and showed the maximum compensation from the beginning, as if he had never negotiated or traded.

What will Hinlo say? He voluntarily tried to become a slave for the sake of the villagers.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the Gifla people live in order in the land of this plain without encountering other races, which is the foresight of their ancestors.

“Let’s look around the village first.”

=Then guide me…=

“Mister Qual. If you are not busy, may I ask for guidance?”

=Yes!=

Hwanin, who quickly pointed out Qual when Hinro tried to follow her, left her house with her girlfriends and looked around the village of Gifla tribe, Bergen.

‘It’s peaceful.’

It doesn’t look like a village that is at war with Hyungjong Lee.

The Gifla tribe is farming in places where soil, grass, grass, and trees are decorated so cute that it can be called a small village in a fairy tale… Rather, they cultivate a vegetable garden.

Girls, like women, or elementary school students, are doing the laundry by bringing laundry, while boys are getting together and focusing on cutting and making something.

“…”

Hwanin stopped for a moment and pressed his eyes between her eyes.

Since everyone only sees them as children, the cognitive dissonance is extreme. Let’s take a look again after clearing our minds and minds. The landscape approaches us differently than before.

The female Gifla tribe is washing bloody laundry in the stream while fighting. The male Gifla are making arrows, sharpening bows, and making crossbows, and some practice marksmanship with such bows and crossbows.

In the few fields in the village, men and women of the Gifla tribe worked together to harvest and replant relatively fast-growing crops.

Radishes, leeks, carrots, and spinach grow in about a month.

In some places, what appears to be manure is mixed into the ground, and the lawn is plowed to increase the area of ​​arable land.

Anyone can see that he is trying hard not to starve to death.

“…”

Boys and girls waving their hands with bright faces when Hwanin found them… Around the time I was slightly waving to the Giflas, the women started talking in low voices.

=The green is so green that you can’t believe it’s underground.=

=This light pouring from the ceiling. Isn’t it the same as sunlight on the ground?=

“I guess it’s because the spirits are running around energetically.”

=Yuri sister. Could this be a labyrinth? Like the 1st floor of the Labyrinth of the Forgotten City of Palatum.=

= It could be…=

The women rolled their eyes at Issilite’s unexpected perspective. I thought it made a lot of sense when I said it was an open underground labyrinth.

Hwanin also turned his gaze away from the Gifla tribe and looked back at the floor or walls.

“It is not a labyrinth. I can’t see the labyrinth’s unique circuit on the wall or floor.”

However, phase power or elemental power were not visible to the naked eye.

Yurpa called Qual, the village chief’s agent, with a face of curiosity at the phenomenon that even the spirit’s eyes could not infer.

= Shall I ask Mr. Lee? Mr. Qual, how is that ceiling shining like that?

When I asked, pointing upwards where the ceiling was so bright that I couldn’t see it properly, Qual scratched the back of his head.

= We don’t know either. There is a story that the ancestor who took the ground here did something with the great sage, but I wonder if it is true.=

Great sage? The eyes of the women changed as they surrounded Qual with a small goatee.

= A great sage? When was that story?=

=Uh, about 400 years ago… ?=

= You are saying that the great sage helped me to make Bergen… ?=

=Yes, yes.=

Surrounded by women who are 50 cm taller than him, the women share their eyes at Qual’s hesitant reply.

=How likely is it that the great sage who helped build this village and the great sage we are looking for are the same person?=

= It’s a person 400 years ago, but a species that lives more than 400 years…=

“Wait a minute, there’s a possibility that the great sage isn’t human.”

About the story of fantasy… And girlfriends looking at each other.

Hwanin, who entered between them, asked Qual directly.

“Are there any stories handed down about the appearance and appearance of that great sage?”

=I only heard that it was a person wearing a thick and sturdy hooded cape and a rough robe. To the former chief.=

“Did you hear about that chief from the former squadron?”

=Yes.=

I can’t figure out anything like that.

If you know his habits or behavior, it might be a little hint, but it’s a story from 400 years ago. It’s not handed down in writing, it’s passed down orally, and the reliability is probably not worth mentioning.

But one thing is certain.

“I made a light-generating device that shows no trace of phase power, spirit power, or at least magic power, and it has been working fine for 400 years. If that was really made by a great sage, it couldn’t have been an ordinary person.”

=… Suddenly the tension rises. =

= I will… A person who uses an unknown technique is usually a dangerous person… =

Isilite, who had been silent all the time by Hwanin’s side, asked them a question about the conversation between Yurupa and Baekryeogang.

=I didn’t even know that a person called the great sage existed until I heard about it from Yuri unnie. Have Yuri unnie or Li Kang ever heard of the great sage? There is a possibility that what Unni and Li Kang heard is the same as the great sage who created this place, so if we gather information anyway…=

= That’s right I heard that the great sage is a woman, and has mastered all things while wandering the world. I heard that he helped people with the knowledge he gained, but I read it in a book at Farghist 40 years ago.

When I told him that I had seen it when I was studying as a mystic in the middle of Farhist, Hwanyeon asked.

“When was that book ever?”

=… At that time, about 13 years ago?=

“If she is human and alive, she could be her grandmother. Baekryeogang you?」

= Well, I just heard that there are people like that… Sorry for my short knowledge.=

=I have never heard of a great sage.=

While Isilite cared for her, saying that he didn’t know at all, her Hwanin was coming up with a completely different hypothesis.

The possibility that the great sage was not human in the first place, and that the fact that he enlightened the world was also an illusion of the people of that era, and the possibility that the great sage possessed vast knowledge from the beginning.

‘It is doubtful that a village like this was built near the Cheonam Mountains, where the great sage is said to have retired.’

What if he did not hide in the Cheonam Mountains in the first place, but his home base was the Cheonam Mountains, and for some reason, he walked across the continent to gather information and act?

What if it wasn’t helping people with knowledge, but rather distorted activities like gathering materials?

‘Is this too much speculation?’

If you see that the village of Bergen has been maintained intact for 400 years, there is a possibility that he is a good man.

Anyway, it was a good thing, so after looking around the village, Hwanin talked to Qual about going to a nearby farm.

=A farm? Then I will call the Arjuans, so please wait for a while.=

“It’s okay. It’s not going down deep, it’s just looking around and coming.”

Upon Hwanin’s story, Isilite took out three multi-sword swords and threw them away. Qual looked at them with wide eyes and hurriedly nodded.

The first farm closest to it was a space of about 100 pyeong with several citrus trees growing well.

= The light is shining here too…=

The cavity filled with the sour smell of tangerines was guarded by 10 Arjuang soldiers and 7 Gifla tribesmen.

It feels like a farm made by drastically reducing the size of the town of Bergen.

It was fine here, but the problem started with the second farm.

=Ouch, what is all this!=

Like the first tangerine farm, light was shining from the ceiling, but the farm was covered with white threads and became a breeding ground for monsters with cocoons formed everywhere.

Moreover, even the ceiling is covered with spider webs, and the spider webs scatter the light coming down from above, so the whole farm is dark and it feels like seeing a sick and polluted land.

Shiiik-!
Eating-!

While Qual was frightened, ugly heteromorphic spiders similar in size to Silu, which were filling a space of about 100 pyeong, rushed at them.

Black and red spiders leaping at you.
A green and yellow spider that sprints like a centipede.
A red and gray spider that spews venom from its snout.
A gray and yellow spider that shoots webs from its spinnerets.

=Where!=

At the same time as Yurpa’s defense technique unfolds, Isilite’s multiple swordsmanship and Baekryeogang’s arrows fly away, causing dozens of heteromorphic spiders to splatter body fluids and get cut into pieces or arrows stuck in their heads.

=… !=

In the scene where a heterogeneous spider is swept away in an instant, Qual’s expression changes to that of a child with sparkling eyes after receiving an unexpected gift.

He didn’t doubt that he was strong, but he didn’t know that he would be this strong.

Hwanin smiled at her innocent appearance and gave Issilite instructions.

“Isilite. I’ll have to check to see if there’s anyone in the cocoon. Tear one up.”

=Yes.=

As the knight’s sword was swung at an invisible speed, the cocoon slashed open with a light sound, revealing the inner flesh.

And hundreds of translucent spiderlings the size of little fingernails poured out of it.

=Kyaaak!=

Terrified, Yu Lepa took out her staff and begged the Hwanin.

=Baby, let’s burn this all up!=

“If you start a fire in a confined space, your life is at risk due to the depletion of oxygen and the increase in carbon gas.”

= That part is fine! There is also a secret technique to use at such times!=

It is known that if you turn on a fire in an enclosed space, poison without sound or smell kills people, so there are preparations for it.

After saying that, Yurpa put a green protective shield on his party and took out several amulets from his chest bone and sprayed them.

Then, the atmosphere around the amulet trembled and seemed to be absorbed into the amulet, and bright yellow flames spread out and began to completely burn the spider webs and cocoons that covered the farm in white.

A bright yellow flame that burns only spider webs, cocoons, and dead spider corpses, leaving the ground and walls alone with exquisite and delicate power control.

「Why? Seeing the cobwebs and cocoons burn up makes me feel refreshed.”

“Good mood!”

The women exclaimed in exclamation, feeling refreshed and relieved at the scene where the disgusting white ground turned green as if erased with an eraser.

Hwanin also narrowed her eyes while looking at one spot while admiring Yu Lepa’s exquisite control.

Some kind of energy flows into the walls and ceiling. That look is like…

‘The labyrinth seems to be absorbing energy… Yes, was it like that?’

=End!=

When my partner, Yurpa, clapped her hands once, none of the spiders, cocoons, and webs that occupied the second farm remained.

The large spiders were turned into black ash, and the crops planted in the field were dry and twisted or rotten, but if you collect them and mix them with soil to ferment them, they will be reborn as good manure.

= Great, great, great, great!!=

Qual looked up to everyone like a goddess and shed tears.

He also tried several times to reclaim the farm, but suffered damage and often retreated.

Far from dealing with the heterogeneous species that occupied the farm, as they fought, they could not withstand the offensive of the heterogeneous species that gathered at the sound.

Even if the number of enemies was reduced by air raids several times, they would be restored in a few days, and the enemy’s air raids intensified for several days, probably as retaliation for the attack, and they were dying without any help.

But to restore the farm as if only three people were taking a walk… !

Following the second farm, the third and fourth farms were in much the same condition.

The species were different, but the heterogeneous species that occupied the farm made it into a spawning ground and were raising or raising young.

The fifth farm was even more problematic.

A disgustingly bright green chitin. The smooth curves and angular lines of the body that cause nausea. If you have agoraphobia, the black spots covered so densely that you lose your fighting spirit the moment you face them.

Its eyeballs are as thin as those of the devil, and the sharp spines protruding from all over its body are vicious enough to pierce its body if pricked.

When it flies up, an unpleasant noise reverberates, and the devil also chews flesh and sucks blood while munching its jaws, which must have looked more benign than that.

A 300-pyeong breeding ground with close to 40 only such katydids and grade 3 heterogeneous species.

Apparently, dead mammals were being supplied to the egg-laying farm, which was the largest farm in Bergen.

“If it was just a few weeks late, Bergen wouldn’t have lasted much longer.”

= That’s right Could it be that they hunted monsters and animals outside for food?

= Brother. These heteromorphic species, after all, are heteromorphic species of the open labyrinth, right?=

“Okay.”

If all the heterogeneous species of this spawning ground had flocked to Bergen, the Giflas would not have been able to hold out for even an hour.

Standing in the middle of a pile of heterogeneous corpses that had been dismembered by Isilite, Qual’s complexion turned pale with relief and fear entwined like chaos.

These powerful and mighty travelers will solve the current situation.

Isilite-sama alone defeated all the heterogeneous species in this room, but Yurpa-sama said as she came. She said that someone as strong as Anne was healing her people in the village, and that black-haired traveler was stronger than both of them combined.

Therefore, all heterogeneous species must disappear. The relief that comes from here is the first.

And the second is the extreme anxiety that comes from the fact that even if this situation is resolved, there is no guarantee that the same thing will not happen in the future.

If the same thing is repeated, will such a miracle happen then?

Although he is a kind and pure Gifla, he has common sense even though he is a Qual.

This incident came like a miracle, and they call it a miracle because miracles rarely happen.

“It is safe to interpret that the heterogeneous species came this far and attempted to reproduce as the labyrinth’s intention to expand its territory.”

=The expansion of the open labyrinth is done in this way. If this is known to the academic world, there will be a lot of uproar.=

=Anyway, towns and cities adjacent to the open labyrinth will become more alert…=

Women talking and looking for phase stones. Hwanin watched the women and ordered Hwanyeon to dig up all the land on the farm.

“Why is the land?”

“Locusts lay eggs in the ground. It would be meaningless to burn the surface with fire.”

“You mean to check it thoroughly before burning it with fire.”

As he said, Hwanyeon, who summoned the middle-class spirit of the earth, was able to see locust eggs the size of a man’s fist full of earth.

A fist-sized locust egg wriggling as if it were about to be born.

Hwan-yeon, who saw it as a close-up, screamed.

「Aww~!」

Hwan-yeon, who had seen the terrible thing before she had time to make up her mind, patted Hwan-in on the shoulder with tears on her face.

Even so, he instructs the earth spirit to overturn the land on the farm steadily.

Women were bewildered by Hwan-yeon’s out of nowhere, but only understood after seeing it.

They were neither caterpillars nor insects wriggling grossly inside translucent eggs the size of their fists. If you put something like that right in front of you, of course it will start a fight…

A scene of a farm burning with phasic power and some kind of energy flowing through the wall.

Hwanin looked at it for a while and said to his girlfriends.

“I will clear the other five places before the sun goes down.”

Having said that, Hwan-in put his shoulder on Qual, who was still in panic, and spread a wave of tranquility.

After cleaning up all ten farms and returning to Berhin Village, Hwanin cautioned Qual, who was in a slightly better condition than when he left the village.

“The farm is all organized, but the heterogeneous species that are full of tunnels have not been organized. Please ask the villagers to be extra careful so that no one goes out to clear the farm, because you don’t know how strong the heteromorphic species may be roaming around.”

=Yes. I will! And benefactors, I want to gather the villagers and hold a poor but small banquet for the benefactors. Please attend!=

“… All right.”

Filled with hope, Hwanin accepted Qual’s request with a look of helplessness and winked at Isilite.

Then, Isilite quickly takes out a lot of meat from the preservation bag and distributes it.

=It’s the meat of the animals we hunted while coming here. Please write to the banquet.=

= So many! Thank you! Thank you!!=

After bringing a cart and receiving enough meat to feed hundreds of people, Qual bowed down with a face full of joy and ran to the villagers to announce the good news.

After a while, a cute and small shout resounds from the place where the Gifla people gathered.

A voice full of joy and joy even if you listen to it normally.

Returning to Hinro’s house with a small smile, Yurpa groaned and stretched out his slender legs and began tapping his thighs.

Then he looked around him and tilted his head.

=Miss Anne and Ayoung haven’t come back yet. Are there many people to treat? If there are a lot of them, you should be able to heal them quickly with wide-area healing.=

= Since the two of them are together, unexpectedly, the treatment can be finished early and help other things. You must have heard that the master and we went out.=

Seeing Yu Lepa massage her thighs on her own, Baek Ryogang = Unni, I’ll give you a massage = Approach her and start massaging her thighs.

= Would you like to? Aww, aww Lady Liegang, take it easy… !=

= By the way, I don’t know how wide her crypt is, so even if I break through her labyrinth, it will take a long time to clean up. I don’t know how widespread this type of species is in the passageway, and since it’s a tunnel, it must be complicated…=

= That’s what I mean. Can’t Hwanyeon make a map with a spirit?=

“Oh~.”

Baek Ryogang, who brought up her story, smiled slightly embarrassed at the reaction that was subtly annoyed.

Is the night coming? Bergen is gradually getting darker.

Lights are lit all over the village, and a bigger fire is turned on in the empty lot in the center of the village. Little children gather to build firewood and grill the meat distributed by Isilite as if they were having a campfire.

The Giflas bring spices or vegetables used as side dishes from somewhere, bake, stir-fry, blanch, and boil to make other dishes besides meat.

Hwanin, who was sitting on the fence separating the boundary of her house and watching the scene, looked at them and said,

“I gave orders to Soul Fifteen to make a map of the crypt,” She said. After clearing the labyrinth, she will stay for a few days waiting for the map to be completed and then go into the clearing.”

“Uh? Oh, surely the spirit will do a better job than the spirit.”

On the head of Baekryeo River giving Yu Lepa a massage, Hwan-yeon, who had been acting meanly by holding her horn, nodded her head.

= That’s right… ?=

“High-ranking spirits are so proud that they get angry when called to do chores, and middle-level spirits are children, so they can’t do complicated things like that. So, to create a map, you have to hold a pen and draw while concentrating on moving the intermediate spirits yourself.”

= Ah…=

That’s why I was grumpy.

Baek Ryogang, realizing why Hwanyeon was being mean to her, laughed lightly, then screamed softly at Norn’s behavior of hugging her tail and rolling around.

It seemed like she was having fun, so she ran to her stomach and gave her a headbutt. Baek Ryo-gang smiled a lot and hugged them tightly in her arms and rolled on her floor.

=Ah, Anne and Ayoung are coming over there.=

=Then shall we make some food?=

= Food? My brother said that he would attend the banquet…=

=Yes. This is the food to be served at the banquet.=

= Ah! Yes, I can help!=

Labyrinth story

Labyrinth story

미궁기담
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
It is not a matter of carelessly picking up things that fall on the road. A wandering period in another world that takes place because of a gold coin he picked up on the road.

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