Chapter 269 – The Family Man (3)
“It is a monster. Mermaid. Stay away I’m running out of time.”
“Wait. It really sucks when things get complicated.”
Eve was torn apart by Elsie’s remark her. A.A was watching the situation carefully. Dagon was not against us. He looked like a rotten onahole that a sexual lust giant had used and discarded, but he was talking to him in a very gentle and peaceful tone. I nodded.
“Yes. I sent it down that… Are you Dagon? I came with an introduction from Artie.”
[What is your relationship with Artis?]
I was debating whether to say Arty or Artis, but it didn’t seem to matter. Dagon was looking at me with his big eyes wide open. I said.
“Artie is my wife.”
[I knew that her husband had changed, but it was Orgon]
“Somehow she became like that.”
A complicated family affair like dragon sex is not the story here. I could hear Elsie and Eve chatting behind me.
“Then am I the fourth wife?”
“I don’t know. If the fucking dragon wants to be my first wife, should I yield?”
Dagon looked us over with his big eyes and asked.
[I have Artis’ jewelry, and I am Artis’ husband, so I welcome you all. So tell me in detail what brought you here.]
“Artie said that if you come to Dagon, we will give you weapons to defeat evil.”
[It’s a weapon to defeat evil. I’ve been sleeping here for a long time, so I don’t know what’s going on outside. I would like you to explain the circumstances in detail]
I started talking. Right now, a very terrible religious group that discriminates against races called Sarangyo is prevalent outside. These guys are plotting a plan to resurrect the demon king and bring disaster to this land, and for this purpose, they are cruel people who do not hesitate to enslave and brainwash other people. I plan to wipe them all out this time, but I need a very powerful weapon just in case.
Dagon listened to my story and thoughtfully rolled his huge eyes. If you listen to Artie’s words, it seems that all of Artie’s friends are human-friendly guys. Is it correct to say this? Just by looking at his appearance his, it looked like he might have a hobby for cannibalism, so I pulled back one foot and grabbed A.A.’S arm tightly so that I could escape at any time.
Aay felt me grab her her own arm her and what she thought she pushed me behind her a little bit and stepped in front of her a little bit. I didn’t say anything because she said it was good for me to run away when I was in trouble. Dagon’s eyes swept over us. In addition to the giant eye in the center, he it was observing us by rolling its eyeballs on all sides.
[Human, beast, what is that?]
Dagon’s tongue pointed at Eve. Eve flinched briefly at the sight and tried to draw her sword, but she held back. I said.
“It’s a mixed-race mermaid.”
[Right. Mixed mermaids also exist. Have you known Artis since the underworld?]
“Yes?”
What bullshit is this Are you trying to change the fact that my personality looks like shit?
[No. Not. If not… Right. If we met here, there must be very complicated circumstances. Forget my words. Did you say you wanted a weapon?]
He was talking gibberish like someone who had accidentally heard about someone else’s unfortunate family history. I wanted to ask him, but I wanted to hear about my personal family history without my women.
[Wait a moment]
Dagon said so and went into the water. He was very careful and quiet when he went in compared to his majesty when he jumped out. After Dagon was gone, A.A. Asked me.
“Why did you say that?”
“Originally, when you’re lonely, you just say anything. I’ve been here alone for thousands of years, how lonely it must be.”
“Is that so. That’s a bit unfortunate. Living alone in a place like this If it were me, I wouldn’t be able to stand loneliness.”
According to Arty, both Dagon and Mimir seemed to have good intentions and remained in this human world, but it felt very pitiful to be alone like this. But what kind of bullshit is demonic drip? My birth mother was alive here. It occurred to me that I should see her mother about this later. It seemed that a much more complex problem than I thought lay dormant in Lucius ‘past his.
“Hero.”
“Why are you like that?”
“If you get a new weapon, which one would you prefer?”
“I do not know. I’m used to the sword I’m using now… It is burdensome to receive a weapon like this.”
“But that weapon is just steel. I’ve fought with prisoners who fell victim to the evil magic of the cult of love. If you use a normal weapon, it will definitely break. Apart from the strength of the weapon, it is a matter of durability.”
“Is that so…”
A.A touched her own sword every time, revealing her regret. But she couldn’t help it. She said that A.A. Was a swordsman, and her fighting power plummeted when the swordsman’s sword broke. He doesn’t know how powerful he will be during this Sarangkyo subjugation, so it was only right that he was dressed up with the best equipment.
Again a shadow fell under the water. The spray rose with a feeling similar to that of Dagon facing us earlier. Tentacles crawled out from the side of Dagon’s pillar. These tentacles were holding weapons one by one, and four swords. There was only one mace. Dagon held out one of these swords towards us and said.
[This is a demonic sword that torments the soul. At the moment of slashing, it traps the opponent’s soul in the sword and inflicts pain]
“Is it a sword that gets stronger every time you collect souls?”
[No, it just causes pain to the opponent. So, if you hold this sword, you can hear the opponent’s scream. The total number of victims so far has reached 103,642, so if you hold this sword, you can hear the screams of 103,642 people at once. I’m also noisy, so I’ll put it down on the floor.]
It meant that it was a fucking garbage sword. A.A. Listened to the explanation of the sword and shook his head with a reluctant expression.
“I just need a solid sword.”
[This sword. Hard. Even after slashing 100,000 people, it is fine.]
“Unexpectedly, it could be a really good sword.”
“No, how do you use it to inflict pain by cutting the soul!”
A.A was disgusted.
“Screams can be unexpectedly small, and once you touch them…”
I put my hand on the knife.
“Quaaaaagh!”
“Save me! Aaaaagh! Aaaaagh! Aaaaagh!”
“Keeeee Ehhhhh! Aaaaagh!”
“Sir, fuck!”
I also got scared and backed off. After hearing the explanation about the sword, Elsie approached with curiosity.
“Priest. I want to touch it too.”
“Do not do that.”
I pushed Elsie back and away from the sword. I only listened for a moment, but my mind wandered. Dagon narrowed his eyes slightly.
[Mental. Weak So what about this sword? It is a blood-staining magic sword. The more you cut the opponent, the stronger it eats blood, and the owner becomes stronger.]
“I… I’m sorry for the situation you’re in, but are there any normal swords besides the magic sword?”
A.A asked cautiously. Dagon explained calmly without showing any sign of anger.
[I am from the demon realm. Therefore, all my swords are magic swords.]
It was a persuasive statement. A.A looked at me in awe when I heard that she was from the demon realm. I said.
“It’s okay. Trust me.”
“…I know.”
A.A nodded her head as if she really believed me.
[Are you not going to use this sword? The owner becomes incredibly strong.]
A.A seemed to be uncomfortable with this sword. She truly had the mindset of a warrior. But Eve’s thoughts her were a little different. She raised her hand, her eyes twinkling.
“Me! Me! I want to write!”
[This is a wise choice. I will tell you how to use it from now on.]
Dagon shook his body slightly like a successful salesman and showed a happy expression. Just as Eve was about to grab her knife, Dagon said.
[This knife gets stronger as you eat blood, but you have to cut and kill at least 5 people a day. If not killed, it will suck the blood of its owner.]
“Chew… !”
Before Eve could touch the knife, I pushed her away. Eve’s face her went white and I clung to it. She shouted.
“Fuck! You have to tell me quickly!”
[There is a price to pay for being strong. There is no weapon in the world that just gives you strength.]
“Da, do you have any other weapons?”
Said A. Dagon tossed the two weapons he had just dropped into the lake and picked another one from the remaining ones.
[This is a tearing demonic sword. It looks normal at first glance, but if you do this]
The moment I applied strength to the handle, the blade twisted grotesquely and looked like it had been smashed with a stone. The shape of the blade, which was bent arbitrarily and protruded, looked ugly.
[It changes like this.]
“Me! Me! I want to write!”
Eve exclaimed excitedly. I had to tear off such Eve. Elsie also said, stopping Eve.
“Calm down, Mermaid. I do not know the side effects.”
“You just change your appearance! What are the side effects of a weapon like that!”
“Wait a little, though. Yes?”
It seemed that he had properly sniped at Eve’s taste of her. Dagon continued her speech, remaining calm despite her excitement.
[If you cut an opponent in this state, the wound will not heal, but rather rot. In addition, it is much harder and stronger than conventional swords. Instead, it must be fed with blood when changing into this form.]
“Enough… Do you think you’re okay?”
Eve was seriously thinking about it. Dagon said, showing the part of her handle her that had been covered by her tentacles her.
[To change for 1 minute, consumes the same amount of blood as a water bottle.]
I didn’t know it because it was covered by tentacles, but there was something like a needle under her hilt her. Dagon pointed to the needle and said.
[If you insert it here, it will draw blood on its own. Infection is nothing to worry about. It has a magic of its own. There is also a storage function.]
“I’ll do it.”
“Eve?”
I looked at her in surprise at Eve’s words of her. A.A was also shocked by her decision. Elsie must have been nervous about her blood her being drawn, so she held her tight and said.
“Mermaid. That doesn’t sound like a good idea.”
“Why? You can only use it when needed. And there’s no such thing as my blood. If you kill one and draw blood, it counts for 1 minute, so why not use it?”
“No, but…”
“Groom. Don’t you believe me yes?”
Eve held me tight and she said so. A.A stepped aside and cautiously expressed her opinion of her.
“Still, I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
“No, it’s a transforming sword? Really? Give up on this?”
“Is the fucking transformation important? What if I die after using that in an emergency?”
Eve smiled broadly at those words and told me.
“Groom. Are you worried about me?”
“…Fuck. Take care of it.”
I shook my head and gave permission. I couldn’t help but hang on like that.
“Don’t use it because I’m not there instead? Even if I write it, I won’t have to treat it.”
“Okay.”
Eve grinned and held out her hands to Dagon. Dagon gently lowered her sword into her hand her.
